Suzanne was the soon-to-be nurse, every expectant mother reached out to, when they needed any information about breastfeeding their infants. Suzanne was sought after in her home town, and on the nearby college campus; where she attended. She was affectionally known as the Nurse. Ever since Suzanne began developing breasts, her interest in them has always exceeded what average peers thought about them. Whenever possible she would read magazines and sneak to watch videos about breastfeeding. By the time she graduated from high school, she wanted to take her infatuation of her large breasts to another level. Suzanne wanted to explore the area of breastfeeding. Without having a child, Suzanne knew she this endeavor might be hard to achieve. Nevertheless she was ready to pursue it.
One of the main keys, which aided her in paying her way through college, was by providing sexual services. Yes Suzanne used her perfectly shaped body to her advantage. Anyone could touch her, but they had to pay. Suzanne has never been the type to shy away from sexual gratification. She loved it, just as much as the next person. Allowing others to fulfill their fantasies, by using her body was epic for her. Whether on campus or through video chat rooms, Suzanne never had any problems with exposing her body. It was available to anyone who wanted to view it. Suzanne was 5’6, 150 lbs, long wavy black hair, and a size 46 DDD breasts, to complete her physical feature. Her breasts were the main attraction. Suzanne flaunted them all over campus. Stuffing them into tight V-neck sweaters during the cold season, and V-neck tees during the warmer months. Seeing how the guys loved her ample breasts, gave Suzanne the idea to use them to help her achieve milk flow. Many days & nights between classes, were spent allowing the guys (on campus) to dry nurse from her. News spread quickly about what Suzanne was offering. So much so, that she had to schedule sessions between her classes and other activities. After some time, milk began to produce. The guys were curious, and although Suzanne loved having sex, she did not just want to be seen as a sexual exhibition for others (especially when it came to breastfeeding). Breastfeeding took on a different aspect for her. It was erotic, yet nurturing. Erotic yet a lifelong passion of hers. From reading the magazine articles and watching the videos, she wanted to feel the bond that was creating when breastfeeding another human being. Suzanne wanted to experience that, along with frequent orgasms. She wanted to nurse that one guy who would appreciate her wonderful hard work. Someone who loved what her breasts were capable of. So that knocked most of the guys off her list. As she rejected the influx of guys wanting to meet in her dorm room, she noticed that the breast milk began to slow up. The self-massages weren’t working as nearly as much, as the suckling had done. The extra money was beginning to slow up. Suzanne knew she had to do something.
Professor Coldwell was the Dean on campus, which everyone hated. He was a tough instructor and not that friendly to work with. Little did Suzanne know, Professor Coldwell has been eyeing her, since her first week on campus, during her freshman year. Suzanne is now in her 3rd year on campus. Professor Coldwell paid more attention to her, than he did any of his other students. While he was difficult to get along with, he always seemed to perk up a little bit when Suzanne was around. The bulge in his pants (in which he tried to hide) always gave him away. He looked forward to seeing her on a daily basis. Yet, lately he had notice a change in her once cheerful demeanor. Instead of arriving to class a few minutes late, Suzanne arrived to class early. Instead of taking notes during class lectures, Professor Coldwell would catch Suzanne staring into space. Although she did excellent work in Professor Coldwell’s class, he noticed her quality of work had begun to diminish. Most importantly, he noticed that the wet spots on her shirts, were no longer there. Professor Coldwell wondered within himself, what was going on with Suzanne. It had to be something troubling, because even her dress code had changed. Tightly fitted V-neck tees were replaced with plain crewneck tees. Suzanne was not at herself. During Friday’s class, Professor Coldwell decided to hold Suzanne afterwards. He wanted to get to the bottom of what was bothering Suzanne (plus he missed her wet spotted tee shirts). “Suzanne I’ve noticed that your enthusiasm in class has decreased, is there something going on that you want to talk about?” Answering in a rather dry tone, Suzanne replied with a quick “No, there’s nothing going on.” “Suzanne I’m not just the Dean and your Biology Professor, but I am a person who cares. You have not been the Suzanne that I’m used to seeing. From your grades to your style of attire, you have changed and something is going on. I can’t help or understand you, if you don’t talk to me. I’m here for you.” Being surprised by Professor Coldwell’s blunt statement about her dress code, really made Suzanne think that this after class meeting was more than just about grades. “My dress code? You’ve noticed my change of dress? How so?” Closing the classroom door, and pulling the shade down on the window of the door, Professor Coldwell was more than happy to answer Suzanne’s questions. For he was never a man, who was lost for words. “Suzanne it’s no secret that you have the most beautiful set of breasts on campus. As a matter the most beautiful set, that I’ve ever seen. From the first day I saw you on campus, 3 years ago, I have been infatuated with you. Of course I enjoyed having you as a student in my class, but I have longed to suckle at your breasts. I have longed to lay my head in your lap, and take (what I imagine) your dark nipples into my mouth. To feel the softness of your breasts on my face, as you would hopefully massage my dick until my thick cum fills your hand. This is what I had imagined. So yes, I’m confused as to what’s going on with you. Because I want you to be the Suzanne I had known and dreamed about. I want to see your breasts squeezed into a tight tee shirt once again. Oh, and the wet spots I want drink the milk which makes those spots on your shirt.” Being totally stunned, Suzanne was speechless for a moment. Never in a million years, would she had of thought that the toughest Dean fantasized about her, and wanted to drink her milk. Could this be the answer to her breastfeeding desire? Would Professor Coldwell be willing to suckle from her, so that she could be the “Milking Nurse” that she always dreamed about? “Professor….. are you serious? Is this a trick? I’m totally speechless! I never knew you felt this way about me!! I never knew that I turned you on? Wow!! Knowing these things is actually making me feel more at ease to tell you wants been bugging me. My sexual appetite has always been high, yet I’ve always wanted to breastfeed more than fuck. For a while a few of the guys on campus would come to my dorm room to suck on my titties, but they got off more than I did. I was producing milk, but they weren’t as serious about breastfeeding as I was. I want to breastfeed someone (like you) and at the same time, I want that someone (like you) to fuck my brains out. I want to cum several times, while you drink my milk. I want to have orgasm several times while I ride on top and have my breast sucked on. Is that possible to get it from someone like you, or do I have to look elsewhere?” Without hesitation Professor sat on his desk, grabbed Suzanne to himself, lifted her shirt and began suckling. The suckling was so intense that Suzanne dropped her books and began to moan rather intensely. The more Professor sucked the more her breasts began to leak drops of milk. Suzanne pushed Professor Coldwell off of her now milk filled breasts, onto his back as she positioned herself to straddle him. Once on top, she took her large 46 DDD’s nipples into her hand and began to squeeze the milk into his open mouth and all over his face. For the first time in his life, Professor Coldwell was breastfed until he was full. After he was fed, and Suzanne was aroused, she 69 him and sucked his dick until his cum shot all down her throat. It is no surprise that at the end of the semester, Suzanne passed Biology with a perfect A. As well she acquired a long term breastfeeding partner, who assisted her with passing all of her classes and fulfilling her dream of being the Milking Nurse.