David and Melody (A Story About Adult Nursing Relationships)
David held the soapy loofa in his hands, his eyes mesmerized by the way the warm water slipped over Melody’s body. He reached for her before he’d even realized it, the loofa moving over her shoulder. She closed her eyes and smiled that warm yet mischievous smile for him, her body leaning against the back of the shower. He slid the loofa over her shoulder, over her collarbone, slowly trailing soap across her chest as he took his time with her body. A stream of suds slipped between and over her breasts. David’s breath caught as he watched the white foam trail over her nipples, so reminiscent of the sweet warm milk she had so graciously shared with him. He followed the trail of soap with the loofa, washing over her breasts. He paid extra attention to her nipples, moving the loofa over them until he brought a soft sound from her lips. That sound make his manhood twitch, and to his surprise he felt himself begin to grow hard again. Melody moved arching her back a bit, begging him with her body to continue. David took his cue, and followed the foamy line further.
He trailed the loofa down her stomach, watching in fascination as the soap and water pooled lightly in her small belly button. He washed over this delicate pool, and moved over her hip. He went to his knees in front of her, allowing the water to hit her more fully and placing him in perfect view of her glistening p***y. The water and soap seemed drawn there, just as his eyes and hand seemed to be. He watched, all coherent thought gone as the warm water washed down her body, rinsing away the soap that had collected on her sex, giving him a better view of her perfect p***y. He reached forward, again before he could think, and parted her thighs. He looked up at her, wanting to watch her face as he moved his hands over her, soaping her thighs, the lips of her sex, all of her. David squeezed soapy water onto his hand, and lifted it to her again, cupping her, squeezing her slightly before slipping a finger into her warm folds. She groaned in pleasure above him, her hands going to his shoulders as if she needed help to stay standing. She looked down at him then and spoke. “David, would you like to taste me fully? Please David, please say yes. I’ll give you something no one else has ever been able to give you.” Before he could answer, Melody brought her hands to her full breasts, and kneaded them gently.
A trickle of milk began seeping from each of her pert nipples, sliding down her body and over her p***y. Unable to resist such a temptation, David leaned forward and licked a long, slow line up the lips of her sex, lapping milk from her most intimate of places. He could taste the musk of her beneath the sweetness of the milk, and his control was undone. He slipped both hands between her thighs then, pushing them almost roughly apart as he plunged his tongue between the velvety warm of her. Melody gasped above him, squeezing her breasts harder, urging more of white offering to slip down her body. David moved his tongue to the sensitive button of her clit, moaning against her p***y as her milk moved over his tongue. Each swirl brought more milk to his lips, more gasps from her, more throbbing in his manhood. God, could it really get better than this? He licked her faster and faster, his tongue seeming to have a mind of its own as it moved over her clit again and again. She was squeezing her full breasts so hard that it must be painful, but she didn’t seem to mind the pain. In fact, it’s as if it added a bit of spice to her pleasure, made it sharper. Her milk still came, although he noticed it was becoming less and less. Her hips began to buck forward against him, and it took all of his strength to hold her and keep his tongue on her delicious button. Suddenly, she jerked forward with more force, and he felt the warm gush as she came, her juices running over his chin and down his chest as she screamed in pleasure above him.
He knew there wasn’t much milk left, but damn it he wanted every drop. He stood, lifting her hips and plunging into her as he locked his mouth over her nipple, sucking hard, harder, harder against her, burying his face into her breast. He pumped into her with everything he had, his body crazed with the need and desire he felt for her. Melody locked her legs around him, her arms around him as well, holding him to her as she made small sounds for him. He drank her sweet nectar down, drop after drop, fucking her with his all. When her breast gave him nothing, he moved to the other, continuing the cycle of sucking and fucking, her hands in his hair now, her still clenching p***y trying to hold him just as tightly as her legs. When both breasts gave him nothing, he broke his suckling and looked at her, his face inches from hers. She looked into his eyes, and pressed her moaning mouth against his, her tongue slipping between his lips, tasting her own milk. He returned her kiss, his mouth just as hungry, his tongue just as probing.
Without warning, he felt his orgasm hit him. He threw his head back, an almost primal grunt slipping from him as he buried himself into her one last time. Melody held him to her, her p***y milking him, taking every drop from him as he had taken from her. When the orgasm began to fade, he felt his knees buckle. He slid down to his knees, Melody coming along with him. They were both too weak to do much more than slow the progress of their descent. Once they were in the bottom of the tub together, David pressed his head against Melody’s chest, his heart knocking against it’s confines as if trying to escape. He felt himself going soft, still nestled deep inside Melody’s warm p***y. He began to slip back from her, and she locked her legs tighter around him. “No, please. Please just stay inside me. Just stay here with me for a bit. I love the way you feel inside me. I love knowing my p***y is full of the white, thick, gift you’ve given me. Please stay.” David looked up at her then, exhausted, happy, and perhaps a bit obsessed. He whispered to her, “As you like Melody. For however long you want me.”