Amy and Rick
A Story About Adult Nursing Relationships
Amy had been trying to get Rick away camping for months. Ordinarily he was a very reliable and accommodating partner (in their relationship he needed to be), but he just wasn’t the outdoors type. Rick liked to be at home near good food, warm beds and some form of interactive technology. Amy preferred having real life adventures and getting back to nature. Finally, after a lot of pleading, Amy had been able to convince him to join her for a weekend away over her birthday.
Amy enjoyed teaching Rick new things. Normally he was the one teaching her how to use the television or connect the wifi or even how the new microwave works. Out in the great outdoors it was Amy teaching Rick to put up tent poles and make a safe space for a campfire. It was nice to have some balance.
Amy appreciated the complete privacy they had in the middle of nowhere. She’d chosen the spot specifically for its distance from other campsites and amenities. It was so easy to get lost in the modern world and become distracted by the noise and input from others. What Amy really wanted for her birthday was some special alone time with Rick.
The first night out there they sat under the stars, huddled around their little fire. Amy was nestled into Rick’s chest feeling warm and content. Rick breathed in the scent of Amy’s long satin hair and sighed.
“It’s really not so bad out here after all.” He told her, kissing her on the forehead.
“I told you it would be nice.” She replied happily, “We have complete privacy, see?”
Amy smiled slyly and slipped one slim shoulder from her singlet. Gently she pulled out her bosom, exposing it to the campfire heated air. Her nipples were swollen and inviting, her breast heavy with nurturing, comforting liquid. Rick leaned in to kiss her softly on the warm, spongy flesh.
It was their private time, something natural that was so intimate and somehow supportive. After a long day there was nothing either of them liked better than for Rick to come home and bury himself in Amy’s chest. Out there in nature Amy felt even more relaxed and more in touch with her roots. She was Rick’s lover, his companion and his nurturer. They were alone under the stars.
Rick’s mouth moved to her left nipple and he took it into his mouth and began to suckle. The warm liquid flowed from Amy to Rick in a steady, unbroken stream. It was a sweet gift from one to the other, a connection that was so much more than sexual.
Rick sighed deeply, satisfied and Amy smiled, running her fingers through his dark hair. After several minutes of nursing Rick reluctantly pulled away and titled his head upwards to kiss Amy. She could taste the faintest hint of her milk on his breath and she felt a small thrill, thinking of the intimacy they shared.
It might have been her birthday, but the gift she gave Rick was still her favourite gift of all.