Sean watched Dana from across the table. He hadn’t been expecting this date to actually happen; he hadn’t really believed that someone had really responded to his Craigslist ad, let alone that the person who had responded had actually been a real, flesh and blood woman who looked exactly like – no, prettier than – the photo she had sent. Dana blushed under his gaze, and he took a moment to appreciate how lovely she was – her sweet, pale face framed by the curling locks of auburn hair that spilled from under her beanie.
And, what he really had met her here for – her voluptuous, ample breasts, wrapped tightly in her form-fitting sweater.
“So, you really want to do this?” Sean asked.
Dana blushed further. “Yeah. Yeah, I do,” She lowered her voice and looked at him with a shy glance. “I’ve been taking herbal supplements that are supposed to help.”
“Would you like to go back to my place, then?”
Dana looked him in the eye, suddenly more confident.
“Yes.”
By the time they had walked into Sean’s apartment, Dana’s shyness had almost evaporated completely. She had been teasing him the whole elevator ride up by brushing her breasts against him or pushing her them together between her arms. As they walked in the door and she went to sit on his couch, he felt like the nervous one. He couldn’t believe this was happening!
His nervousness increased as she took off her tight sweater with a slow, sultry movement. The tight fabric caught around her breasts for a moment, and when she freed it with a tug, her two braless tits sprung out with a gentle bounce.
They were perfect.
Her pale mounds were larger than he had thought they were under her sweater; her skin was a creamy, smooth white that continued until it met the soft pink, rosy hue of her puffy nipples. She must have been at least a D cup, but they didn’t seem to suffer at all for their size; they were perfectly perky and looked like they’d be heaven to touch.
“Do you like them?”
Sean glanced up to see Dana smirking at him, her blushing just slightly under her freckles. He wondered how long he’d been ogling her boobs for.
“Yeah, Dana. They’re beautiful.”
She smiled at him; this time it was a smile full of warmth and care, not mischief.
“Then come here, Sean. Give them a try.”
Sean did as he was told, walking forward as if in a dream. He sat down next to her on his couch, and she took his hand and began guiding it towards her breast. Her touch was delicate and gentle. When his hand met her breast, he was at a loss for words.
They were soft beyond belief and warm against his hands, which were cool from being out in the outside air. She jumped a bit at his cold hands, then giggled.
“Sorry, Dana,” Sean muttered.
“It’s ok.” She placed his hands back onto her boobs. “Keep going; your hands are warmer now.”
Sean played with Dana’s breasts while she leaned into him and closed her eyes. His hands felt warm and gentle around her tits, kneading them with care and affection.
“That feels so nice, Sean,” she panted.
After a moment, she took his hands from her chest and placed her hand to the back of his head. Sean tensed up; he knew what he had been dreaming for was about to happen. She was going to ask him to suckle.
“Shh, baby,” she cooed to him, “it’s okay.”
She guided his head down to her right breast as he lowered himself into her lap. He stayed there a moment, admiring her beautiful boobs up close; he could feel the heat radiating from them and smell her skin. It was a sweet, almost floral scent, and it was very comforting. Dana smiled down at him as he parted his lips, brought them to her soft, pink nipple and began to suckle.
Instantly, it was as if both of them were in heaven; both let out a moan of pleasure and closed their eyes, wanting to fully immerse themselves in the sensation. Sean gently sucked on Dana’s nipple as he held on to her large breast with his hand. Her nipple was unbelievably soft in his mouth at first, but as he began to apply suction to it with his lips and flick his tongue around it, it began to harden into a stiff nub that he lightly nibbled on.
To Dana, the sensation was amazing. She had always wanted to have someone suckle on her breast but hadn’t had children and had never felt confident enough to ask her last boyfriend. Sean’s mouth was warm and secure around her nipple, and each flick of his tongue sent a little jolt of pleasure emanating up from her breast. She used the hand that wasn’t cradling Sean to stroke her fingers through his hair.
As the two had agreed to have Dana stay with Sean for the weekend, they made this practice a routine for the next few days. Sean would suckle on each of Dana’s breasts for hours at a time, only stopping so the two could eat or sleep. Sean spent the weekend worshipping her breasts, praying that soon they would produce milk.
On Sunday, that wish came true.
Dana had been leaning back on Sean’s couch with him in the crook of her arm, his mouth working on her right breast, when he tasted it; a sweet, light taste. He pulled back to see a drop of pearly white liquid formed at the end of her swollen nipple.
She was lactating.
The two were over-joyed at the sight, and Sean immediately went back to the rosy bud where the white nectar was flowing from, groaning as it dripped in a steady stream into his mouth. Dana held him close, her body flooding with pleasure and comfort at the experience. She had found someone to satisfy her desires, and he had found her.