Cerita Dewasa Menyusui Novels & Stories

My wife's body had changed after the baby—curves fuller, hips wider, and her tits… fuck, they were massive, swollen with milk that leaked whenever she got turned on. We'd been married five years, but tonight, with the kid asleep and the house quiet, I couldn't hold back. She lay in our bed, wearing nothing but a thin nightie that clung to her like a second skin, dark hair fanned out on the pillow. I climbed in beside her, cock straining against my boxers. "Sarah," I whispered, my hand sliding up her thigh, feeling the heat radiating from her pussy. She smiled, sleepy but knowing, nipples already poking through the fabric, damp.

And then Madri opened her mouth and wrapped her lips around the nipple. For a few moments, Erika just felt Madri's thick wet tongue circling her nipple and poking it gently. Then, she started to feel a gentle suction. She watched while Madri's caramel cheeks sucked in noticeably. Erika moaned deeply when she felt the familiar tingle. Madri was sucking her milk. She could feel it pouring out of her body. She watched Madri's face and saw the joy cross it as the sweet liquid splashed warm against her tongue. Madri sucked gently, slowing, pulling just a few precious globs of milk out of Madri's body at a time. For Erika, the pleasure was intense. Unlike a kid looking for a meal, Madri was gentle

The sound of our skins echoed in the room. I grabbed her lactating breasts… forcing her milk to cover my face. She bent slightly so that I could suck her breasts. This position makes my cock penetrate deeper inside her. “I love it— when you suck my breasts.” I sucked her breasts while she rode me like a hungry whore… like she hadn't had sex for a long time. “You know— your son hasn't fucked me since I have birth.” “Worry less— “ I murmured against her breast. “I am here for you now. Your pleasure belongs to me.”

I let out a soft gasp when Devin suddenly pulled me down onto our large bed. He quickly shed our clothes and immediately attacked my breasts. He sucked on one nipple while squeezing the other. Breastmilk naturally leaked out, which he thoroughly enjoyed. When he finally let go, he kissed me passionately and guided my thighs apart. I felt his fingers brushing against me there. He knew I was already completely wet, which made him smirk.

With these two feelings combining I started to feel horny sensations start running up my leg and eventually reaching into my knickers and then onwards up my back, I knew I was starting to get turned on. She broke the silence and asked more questions while still massaging but this time she asked about the pleasures of breast feeding. I told her that in addition to the amazing bond with my son, I did sometimes get aroused while breast feeding which probably depended upon how long it had been since my last sex with Nobby. As soon as I said it I realised that I hardly knew her and, as she was still very young, I had no idea if she had had any sexual experiences at all. She stopped me worrying by

She directed two more heavy shots onto the upper swells of one breast before moving it over to the other, her talented mature hand jerking rhythmically along the full length of her son's twitching shaft. "That's it, baby, give Mommy all of that beautiful cum of yours," Erica said breathlessly, her eyes looking down as she milked out wad after wad of hot creamy jizz onto her tits. She was amazed at how brilliantly white her son's cum was. It made her mouth water to think that it must be absolutely chock full of sperm. She kept stroking as her other hand gently massaged his nuts, coaxing as much of his potent semen out of him as she could.

"Sort of reminds me..." "Of when we were younger?" Susan finished. "When we used to play with each other's tits growing up, watching them develop? Finding out about how sensitive and exciting they became as they did?" "Ah huh..." mom moaned a bit as my aunt now took mom's nipples purposely between her fingers and began rolling them for her. "Though...you probably should be doing that Susan, after all, we are adults now...we're not kids any more you know. Not like we once were...this is..."

"You heard me. Look at you, pushing that baby around like the perfect little mom. But those breasts... fuck, they're huge now. Swollen. I can see the wet spots starting on your shirt. Bet you've been leaking all day thinking about someone draining them properly. Your husband probably barely touches them anymore, does he? Too busy or too gentle. Me? I'd suck them dry. I'd squeeze those heavy tits together and drink every drop while you squirm and beg for more." I bit my lip, glancing around to make sure no one else was close enough to hear. The baby section was quiet this time of afternoon. My cheeks burned, but my pussy clenched hard at his words. God, it had been so long since anyone talked

And it wasn't every day that I felt like it, since we used to have sex anywhere. "My dear wife is very nervous, so it's my responsibility to reassure the beast" her naive look fooled no one! Cosmo wanted to stick his cock between my legs and the pregnancy didn't stop him from wanting me less, if possible, wanting me even more. “Very cute,” I whisper as his lips are busy suckling an extremely sensitive breast with prominent veins. Soon I will be able to compete with a dairy cow. The contact of his tongue on my nipple makes me squirm as the rush of pleasure pools in my pussy.

“What exactly was the treat, though? I love your tits, baby. I just thought it would be something different.” “Well, see your mother let me in on a small secret.” She said. “though you probably don’t want to hear it.” “I want to hear it, but I don’t want to think of my mother.” He chuckled. “Well, there is a small portion of women who get excited enough when breastfeeding that they have to have sex right afterward. The thought is that when they are pregnant, their partner finds their enlarged tits to be fun to play with. It kind of rewires the pleasure sense. Now breastfeeding isn’t sexual at all, but it helps some couples bond after the baby is born because it involves them all.” Kathleen s