We sat across from each other and gently touched hands. My urge to nurture him, to give him such gentle loving comfort engorged into my breasts and nipples. I could feel them filling up and perking under my shirt as we stared into each other’s eyes. I put my arms to my sides and leaned back on them just a little as if motioning with my eyes for him to come and take what he wanted and what I needed to give. There was a warm tingling sensation between my legs as he never broke eye contact but gently undid the top two buttons of my white blouse. He knew exactly how I liked it, opening my blouse just a little, enough to brush the fabric over one of my nipples and exposing only that and a small portion of my large breast.
His hand brushed over it rubbing ever so gently as my nipple became more erect over under the touch of his fingertips. Several drops of milk began to seep out in anticipation of what we both needed. I liked watching as his mouth leaned towards my large breast only exposed with a small amount of porcelain white skin and large pink areola and nipple that he gave just a little kiss to at first, enough to take away the droplets of my sweet natural sustenance that felt like it was coming from my soul as he licked his lips and swallowed.
Softly his lips parted and took my nipple in, latching on in just the right amount of my time and the flow began to pour from me. My head went back, and I smiled in pleasure, the pleasure of the warm, wet, mouth suckling my sensitive nipples, the pleasure of giving to him what only I could right then and there. I ran my fingers down the side of his face and through his hair, nurturing and lovingly watching the movements of his mouth as he drank from me. “God yes, that’s it baby, that’s it, let me take care of you, let me feed you”. I said whispering as he moaned and sucked.
My pleasure increased, and I realized his was too as I saw the large bulge growing between his legs. I wished I could drink from him while he drank from me. I silently imagined being able to gently take his cock into my mouth as my milk spurted and flowed into his throat from his sucking. I imagined taking care of him in every way, working and sucking his cock until he fed me his thick white juices while I fed him mine. The thoughts drove me wild and I think had I let myself, I could have had an orgasm just from the experience and the thoughts swirling through my head.
I watched him lovingly, taking in his sounds and moans and movements. Breathing harder as he not only nursed for what his wants and needs were, but took care to flick my nipple, trace it gently, suck harder then softer, knowing exactly how to give me the most pleasure as he did.
I cradled him and leaned down kissing his forehead as he now pushed my shirt now fully unbuttoned and opened towards my shoulders, exposing both large soft breasts now and moving to the other nipple sucking and tugging gently on it. I kissed his forehead several times as he sucked and drank from me and my hand ran down to between his legs, “drink baby, drink from me” and when you have your fill, I said moaning as I did. I will get down in front of you and drink from you, I will take care of you so perfectly.
Nothing could have been more giving and intimate between two people than this moment and I longed for these. Curtains closed, alone, sucking and taking care of each other, giving and receiving in the most intimate way two people could.