The elevator doors closed with a soft ding, signaling their descent. As they began to move downward, Mary glanced at Daniel, her heart beating faster than normal. She had been intrigued by his gaze on her breasts earlier and couldn’t help but wonder what he thought about them now that they were confined in such close quarters.
She adjusted her shirt self-consciously, trying to hide the hardened nipples poking through her thin shirt. She could feel the warmth of the milk pooling in her breasts and the slight weight of her engorged nipples pulling against her bra. She couldn’t stop thinking about how much she wanted to taste it, to feel it on her tongue.
“So,” she started hesitantly, breaking the silence, “you know I mentioned the other day that I’ve been exploring something new?” Her voice came out quieter than she’d intended.
Daniel raised an eyebrow, curious. “Yeah? What about it?”
Mary took a deep breath, feeling her nipples harden even more at his attention. “Well,” she continued, “I’ve been doing some research on lactation and its potential for pleasure…and connection.”
Daniel’s eyes widened slightly, a mixture of surprise and interest flashing across his face.
“Really?” he asked, leaning towards her slightly. “That’s…interesting.”
Mary nodded, her cheeks flushing slightly. “Yeah,” she whispered, “it’s been…surprisingly intense. I never knew my body could feel like this.” She bit her lip, unsure of how much more to share.
Daniel’s gaze flickered down to her chest before meeting her eyes again. “Would you mind if I tried?” he asked softly, his voice rough with desire.
Mary looked at him, surprised by his boldness but also excited. She hesitated for a moment before nodding slowly. This was unexpected, but she was drawn to the idea of sharing this intimate part of herself with him.
The elevator dinged, announcing their arrival on the ground floor. Reluctantly, they stepped out into the lobby, but neither of them moved towards the exit. Instead, they stood there, facing each other, the tension between them palpable.
Daniel reached out and brushed a strand of hair away from her face, his touch sending shivers down Mary’s spine. With a gentle smile, he traced his fingers across her collarbone before moving towards her breast, cupping it gently in his hand.
He squeezed lightly, feeling the weight of the milk-filled breast in his palm. She gasped slightly at the sensation, her nipple standing tall under his touch. Without hesitation, he leaned forward and latched onto her nipple, sucking softly at first before drawing it deep into his mouth.
Heat exploded within Mary as she arched her back and moaned softly, her free hand finding its way to his head, urging him on. She watched as he closed his eyes and began to suckle, his cheeks hollowing in and out rhythmically. The delicious, warm sensation made her clit throb even more.
They stayed like that in the middle of the lobby, lost in each other, until the sound of someone clearing their throat broke the spell. Startled, they pulled apart, their hearts racing. Daniel looked around nervously before smiling at Mary and whispering, “Let’s go upstairs.”
In their hotel room, they sat on the king-size bed, still fully clothed but with the anticipation of what was to come hanging heavy in the air. Daniel grabbed a chair and placed it close to Mary, straddling it so that she was sitting on his lap facing him.
She lifted her shirt up, revealing her red, swollen nipple. He took it in his mouth, sucking hard, causing her to gasp again. A gentle humming sound filled the room as he teased the tip, flicking his tongue over the hardened bud. Mary’s back arched even more as her hands threaded through his hair, urging him on.
He pulled away, looking up at her with a question in his eyes. She nodded slowly, her breath coming in short pants. With a determined look, he stood up and began unbuttoning his shirt, revealing his chest covered in dark hair. As he leaned down, Mary gulped, her breath catching in her throat at the sight of his hardening cock straining against his pants.
He took her nipple into his mouth once more, rolling it between his tongue and teeth as she leaned back against the headboard. Soon, they were both lost in the sensations, Mary’s moans mingling with the sounds of Daniel’s pleasure. His hand found its way to her other breast, massaging and squeezing gently as he suckled harder on her sensitive nipple.
Mary let out a moan, her hips grinding against his hardness. She couldn’t believe how aroused she was, how much she wanted him deep inside her. But then she remembered what he had said about milk. “Daniel,” she whispered, “I don’t think I can… I’ve never done this before.” She didn’t know if she could produce milk for him like that.
He paused, looking up at her with understanding in his eyes. “We don’t have to go all the way there,” he assured her, his voice rough from lust. “We can just experiment with what we know feels good.”
She nodded, her body still craving his touch. He moved to her other breast, first teasing the nipple with his thumb before taking it into his mouth. Mary let out a soft cry, her back arching off the bed. Her free hand reached down between their bodies to stroke his cock through his pants, feeling it grow even harder under her touch.
He moved back up to her first nipple, taking it between his lips once more as his fingers dipped into her panties, finding her wetness. She gasped as he teased her clit, his thumb rubbing circles around her entrance. The combination of sensations was too much for her to handle; her milk began to flow onto his tongue, filling his mouth with its sweet, creamy taste.
Desperate for more, she pushed herself even closer to him, grinding against his hand. Their breaths became ragged as they moved together, lost in the rhythm of pleasure. Mary’s body shook, her milk letting down faster now, flooding Daniel’s mouth with its delicious nectar.
He moaned around her nipple, his hips bucking against her hand. With a loud cry, they both reached their climax together.
As they recovered, tangled together, Daniel looked into Mary’s eyes. “Will you show me how to make love like this again?” he whispered. She nodded, already looking forward to their next session.