breast fantasies

[Suitman21]

tell me your ones...
***
I am getting a body massage...and all of a sudden realize that my nips start to react, even though the female physio didn't touch them of course..and then she realizes that too and begins to distribute the massage oil to my boobies and nips...and gives them a soft and gentle massage with her palms...OMG

Definitely needed some attention..... always love giving a breast massage myself

 

[UtilityCurve]

You had me at lactate.

She had me at "breasts."

 

[Beholders_Eye]

Just begging for...
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[womaneater58]

I sure would enjoy them in my mouth.

 

[dystracted]

Meeting with a male fan of my and his own breasts (#1)
Of course this is pure fiction. We will never meet in real life. But we are mutually following each other for almost a decade now on LIT.
So we might know more about each other than many couples married for years.
So I thought how a physical meeting between us might be. And it's up to you to guess who my meeting partner might be, because I am not going to reveal
his nick here. But for those following me it will be clear rather soon.
***
So we agree to meet at a small restaurant with tables quite separate for being able to speak without anybody listening, and since we never met, he proposed
to bring a single red rose to the appointment.
Sweet.
When he arrived, he looked older than I thought from his breast gifs. Salt and pepper hair, some crincles, but some similarity to Clooney. Some.
I waved and he came closer. I did choose jeans, a shirt with a rectangular (bavarian style) neckline with a nice push-up below, but with a scarf above
to make it not too provocative, and a light jacket above. It would allow an occational view on my deep cleavage though.
He was wearing jeans too, a pull over his shoulders and a silk shirt, possibly brushing arousingly over his nips.
He said hello, was relaxed (I was not) and we ordered some wine to ease the tension.
He said 'as far as I recall you call yourself Denise sometimes. So could we make it Denise for now?
'Ok, and you call yourself Michael sometimes, so it's Michael for me'
Both of us have no idea how to start the conversation.
So I start in a bold fashion 'I have been following your threads for years now. And I have seen no other guy, who was so open about his breast sensitivity
without being gay. And you're not, right?'
'Right'
'Would you mind telling me what made your nips that sensitive, if you recall it at all?'
'Oh...some things are deeply engraved into your memory, right? And as a young teenager I do recall having accidentally brushed over my shirt with my nips below.
It was as if an electric bolt would have struck me. A sweet sensation. And from that on I tried to have the same feeling every time I touched myself.
And it intensified with time, as if the nerv connections learned from experience and strengthened themselves.'
'Oh yes...'
'What about you? You're married...so how comes you are into womens and their breasts now?'
I smiled and relaxed a bit, because he was so open.
'At some time I detected a nice collection of lesbian breast pictures on hubbys laptop. No porn, just nice pics. I didn't find them extreme or dusgisting, just delectable
and aesthetic. And from now on when hubby caressed my boobies, which he liked to do, I fantasized to be fondled by a woman. I never told him that, but it became an
obsession with time, And here on LIT I could confess it.'

 

[live4thebj]

I had a fantasy of touching a family member. Not to get into too much detail but I was holding my sisters breasts at the end of my wedding night.

 

[dystracted]

I had a fantasy of touching a family member. Not to get into too much detail but I was holding my sisters breasts at the end of my wedding night.

oh my...I am trying to figure out how this might have happend...

 

[live4thebj]

oh my...I am trying to figure out how this might have happend...

Well the thing you have to understand me and my sister. Well first I have two sisters. 1 no way not interested thank you very much. But the other one things just happen when we are drunk. Small things but things happen. Well on my wedding night a bunch of us met up in my hotel room after the wedding. My wife at the time was face planted in the bed passed out drunk. The rest of us were just talking about whatever and all of us were drunk. My sister was sitting on my lap the whole time holding my hand that was holding her breast. Her date kept staring of what we were doing.

 

[dystracted]

Meeting with a male fan of my and his own breasts (#1)
Of course this is pure fiction. We will never meet in real life. But we are mutually following each other for almost a decade now on LIT.
So we might know more about each other than many couples married for years.
So I thought how a physical meeting between us might be. And it's up to you to guess who my meeting partner might be, because I am not going to reveal
his nick here. But for those following me it will be clear rather soon.
***
So we agree to meet at a small restaurant with tables quite separate for being able to speak without anybody listening, and since we never met, he proposed
to bring a single red rose to the appointment.
Sweet.
When he arrived, he looked older than I thought from his breast gifs. Salt and pepper hair, some crincles, but some similarity to Clooney. Some.
I waved and he came closer. I did choose jeans, a shirt with a rectangular (bavarian style) neckline with a nice push-up below, but with a scarf above
to make it not too provocative, and a light jacket above. It would allow an occational view on my deep cleavage though.
He was wearing jeans too, a pull over his shoulders and a silk shirt, possibly brushing arousingly over his nips.
He said hello, was relaxed (I was not) and we ordered some wine to ease the tension.
He said 'as far as I recall you call yourself Denise sometimes. So could we make it Denise for now?
'Ok, and you call yourself Michael sometimes, so it's Michael for me'
Both of us have no idea how to start the conversation.
So I start in a bold fashion 'I have been following your threads for years now. And I have seen no other guy, who was so open about his breast sensitivity
without being gay. And you're not, right?'
'Right'
'Would you mind telling me what made your nips that sensitive, if you recall it at all?'
'Oh...some things are deeply engraved into your memory, right? And as a young teenager I do recall having accidentally brushed over my shirt with my nips below.
It was as if an electric bolt would have struck me. A sweet sensation. And from that on I tried to have the same feeling every time I touched myself.
And it intensified with time, as if the nerv connections learned from experience and strengthened themselves.'
'Oh yes...'
'What about you? You're married...so how comes you are into womens and their breasts now?'
I smiled and relaxed a bit, because he was so open.
'At some time I detected a nice collection of lesbian breast pictures on hubbys laptop. No porn, just nice pics. I didn't find them extreme or dusgisting, just delectable
and aesthetic. And from now on when hubby caressed my boobies, which he liked to do, I fantasized to be fondled by a woman. I never told him that, but it became an
obsession with time, And here on LIT I could confess it.'

Meeting with a male fan of my and his own breasts (#2)
'Mhhh...so now comes the tricky question. You are married, apparently no lesbian, but I guess having been approached by many women over the years. How comes you are attracted to
a freak like me? A man not being gay, but being in love with his own boobs?'
'Perhaps that's exactly the point. I am straight, just want to have a woman worship my breasts. Not more. Most women wanted more. So a guy with your kink was just the right surrogate
for a woman wanting too much. And then, of course, your boobies are seductive and flawless, oh my, yes.'
'Mhhh, thanks...they appreciate those compliments.'
My hand was crawling over the table. He watched transfixed. 'Oh come on...let me tease them a bit. Nobody is watching anyway.' He nodded.
My finger tips reached his slik shirt and started exporing it. A after bried moment it found his right nip and started to circle it.
I felt his boob twitch under my touch.
'Mhhh, feels nice...'he moaned.
'Now tell me...what's your most secret fantasy?'
My finger was now brushing over his erect nipple on and on...my other hand moved to his other nip, which responded immediately.
'Oh my, don't...god...I have always fantasized about being a lactating woman...nursing another woman...and climaxing doing it...'
'That is rather close to some of my fantasies, you know?'
'Of course I know, having read all those of postings of yours..'
'So what are we going to do now with all those kinky revelations?'
'Have some fun' he smiled?
'Well, not yet, let's first get to know each other better. Let's go over there into the pedestrian zone, get a glas of wine and watch the women strolling by.
I mean we're in bavaria, so we might see some wearing this bavarian style rectangular neckline. I love that.'
So we did, found a free table and got some wine. It was warm and I whiggeld out of my jacket. Michael smiled 'What about the scarf?' I answered 'only when you open another button.'
When he did reluctantly and I had the opportunity to peek into his shirt, I gasped 'Oh my...you are wearing a white nip-free bra...didn't feel it some minutes ago.'
'Well, yes, do you mind?'
'OMG no...nice and sexy, as far as I can see.' Then I took off the scarf too. 'Mhhh, what a seductive view.' 'Thanks, enjoy...'
'Oh look' I whispered. 'Those two women. Mother and daughter, I bet.' Both were wearing expensive looking dirndl skirts. 'Mommy is bound to win the deep-cleavage challenge'
Michael grinned. 'You bet' I answered, then added 'Which of those would you prefer?'
'Oh, clearly the mother. Looks confident, has a nice bust and might be open to new experiences.' 'My choice too' I confirmed.
Then I contemplated 'I think we have at least some things in common. We are both straight, are into breasts, i.e. womens breasts and in your case your own. And we both don't want to have
gay sex, but just to have a womans breast at out disposal, and make our boobies available to a woman as well. Right?'
'Absolutely, that's it.'
I asked 'would you tell me, which of my postings or stories you liked best?' 'Oh wow, there are so many...wait...there was one, where you seduced your babysitter to suckle you,
rather erotic, and then, oh yes, quite recently, where you seduced your pupil, you helped him with algebra, so he was milking your tits repeatedly and you both climaxed. Mhhh'
'But what about my ones?' 'I think one of the best was, when a husband was wearing his wifes bra and she caught him doing it, then she became quite turned on by his boobies and
began stroking and fondling them, increasingly so and then daily...another one was completely different at the beginning (prostate cancer), and he developed boobs, and later,
when he was cured and his sex drive came back, she fell for his breasts and well...very erotic and arousing'
'Thanks, you know what? I am really horny now.'

 

[dystracted]

Well the thing you have to understand me and my sister. Well first I have two sisters. 1 no way not interested thank you very much. But the other one things just happen when we are drunk. Small things but things happen. Well on my wedding night a bunch of us met up in my hotel room after the wedding. My wife at the time was face planted in the bed passed out drunk. The rest of us were just talking about whatever and all of us were drunk. My sister was sitting on my lap the whole time holding my hand that was holding her breast. Her date kept staring of what we were doing.

not the perfect start for a wedding night...

 

[live4thebj]

not the perfect start for a wedding night...

I really didn’t want to get married but the sex was phenomenal.

 

[MaxwellSmart86]

I want to tit fuck a woman who is lactating, having her milk squirting all over my cock

 

[dystracted]

I posted this years ago already, but there might be new lit-members who didn't see it:
that's me
https://forum.literotica.com/attachments/m2-gif.2033916/

 

[Volk359]

I posted this years ago already, but there might be new lit-members who didn't see it:
that's me
https://forum.literotica.com/attachments/m2-gif.2033916/

Sexy AF! A pity the pic isn’t a bit larger.

 

[Sienna62]

There are several video's of mature British ladies who do exactly that. A fitter and the person getting fitted. Bras, undergarments. Very sexy and arousing!

Please could you direct me to these videos please ?

 

[Ladybuggxo]

sunbathing

I am dozing in the sun with bare breasts to get a little tan. Forgot to close the garden door and all of a sudden I feel two warm hands applying suncream to my breasts...massaging it in ever so gently...it's my busty neighbor I have been lusting for quite some time now...she's bending over me, her loose blouse is gaping, and I am so close to her deep cleavage...

I would love to be that neighbor

 

[dystracted]

an evening at the spa

***********
I love to go to the spa...sweating in the sauna, relaxing, getting a massage,
what have you.
The spa close to us has a special girls evening; no men allowed, so I went there one evening.
This evening they had a special offer...a surprise massage...well...
I'd give it a try.
It was a special tent with a female assistant at the entrance.
'what is it?' I asked.
She smiled 'you go in, lay down, and whoever (women, of course) have payed
for a ticket, can go in and spend some minutes with you, giving you a massage as they like it.
You can always leave, of course. The point is the surprise element, because you're going to lay down blindfolded. For you it's for free. And there are all kinds of toys and creames being available.'
'Oh?'
So I went in, was blindfolded and had to lay down on a rather special massage bed, leaving my boobs sway freely down into two holes in the bed. It was comfortable.
I began to feel nervous. What would come?
I heard steps...Then nothing. All of a sudden a pair of soft hands began to gently caress my breasts.
Mhhh...not bad for a start. She (it must have been a woman) used her hands, fingers and palms expertly.
I stiffled a moan.
She left as suddenly as she emerged.
Somebody else came in.
Some scratching noise under the bed...then I felt lips closing around my right nip, a tongue licking, then some soft suckling.
I was on edge already. The suckling then was accompanied by a milking massage.
OMG...heaven.
Then she switched to my other breast. My nips were on fire now.
All of a sudden it stopped. I was close whimpering for more.
Now something soft and creamy was distributed all over my chest, oil possibly.
It made my nips both soft and hard, hypersensitive for sure.
I slowly developed into just a being a pair of boobs craving for more.
Another one. Not touching me yet. A humming sound. Then a vibrator touching the underside of my boobs.
Making them vibrate too. Working it's way towards my nips. Touching them.
OMG, no...they were already too sensitive.
But the devilish device didn't notice. And then I came, forcefully, then again...
Suddenly the assistant came in. 'Time is over, madam'
I was flat on my stomach catching my breath.
And still couldn't see anything.
'Would you turn around? So I can easier remove your blindfold?'
I did so breathing heavily.
Before I could react, I felt a hand between my tighs and a soft pair
of breasts touching my lips.
'a bonus' she murmured and let her finger stroke my clit, while her breasts
travelled over my sweaty face. I catched one of her hard nips and becan to suckle her, while she drove me to another climax.
Just my kind of spa.
*************

one of my favorite fantasies...

 

[womaneater58]

Sounds like fun.

 

[Ladybuggxo]

one of my favorite fantasies...

That's my kind of spa too. May I join you there?

 

[dystracted]

of course...but you have only a limited amount of time in that special room...

 

[Jay Richards]

I want to tit fuck a woman who is lactating, having her milk squirting all over my cock

You will enjoy my series, Milk and Cum. by Jay Richards.

 

[dystracted]

Mutual cleavage peeking during computer work (#1 to be con'd)
I had offered computer usage assistance in our neighborhood, and now I am sitting at Amys nice house together with her in front of the screen.
Amy is a fair-haired good looking woman of perhaps forty with a nice curvy figure., apparently single, perhaps divorced, who knows.
While we work and sitting close to each other, I can't help to peek at her cleavage, which is visible sometimes dependend on her position.
As far as I can see, her breasts are full and flawless and nicely wrapped in a white push-up bra. They're a real distraction.
At some point I fear she might have notice my occasional glances, but I am not sure. I myself am wearing a blouse, but it's not low-cut or too much unbuttoned.
Nothing happens apart from computer work, and we agree to meet again next week.
I want to see, whether she might show some interest into my chest too, so I choose something a bit more provocative, a bit more unbuttoned, and of course a nice bra below.
She opens and I see immediately that most likely she did notice my peeking last week, and perhaps even enjoyed it, because today she wears a low-cut loose top with her deep cleavage nicely displayed. And after a quick glance to my shirt with it's too many buttons open she smiles, offers me her cheek in a way our chests briefly touch and ask be to come in.
During our session the air is somewhat charged, and for me it's obvious that this time she's peeking into my blouse too. At some point we both know the other knows. But apart from this seductive dressing and the occational glances, nothing happens. But still it is a rather slow way of mutual seduction. At the door, before I leave, I smile and say 'That's a nice top, you're wearing. 'Thanks' she blushes.
The week after I decide for a bolder move. I put on a black nip-free push-up bra with a buttoned shirt above and make sure it's just unbuttoned in a way allowing to suspect what I have on below. When Amy opens the door, she's wearing a bavarian style skirt, showing her bulging globes provocatively. Again a cheek-kiss, again a brushing of our chests, and perhaps already now she might have an idea that my nips are bare below my shirt.
Instead of walking over to the computer she asks 'Today perhaps a glass of wine first?' 'Sure, why not' I respond. So she gets the bottle, two glasses and we move to the living room.
She pours the wine and we have a sip. She looks at me, smiles and says 'Don't you think it's about time to stop pretending we both didn't notice those secret glances at our dekolletees?'
I blush and can only nod. Then add : 'I hope you don't feel offended'
'On the contrary. What a nice compliment. So you like watching womens breasts?'
I stammer 'Yes, you know, sometime ago by chance I found some pictures on hubbys computer of women caressing each others breasts or just mutually admiring them.
Nice, esthetical pictures, no porn. And I had to admit, those pics were erotic and even, well, a bit arousing.'
'And have you ever, I mean...'
'No, never. Just fantasies, kind of. What about you?' I am less reluctant now.
'Oh, that's...well, difficult to explain. You might have noticed some toys around here. I have a baby, one year old. Father is gone. She is in a crib now. But whenever I can, I still nurse her.'
I feel my nips getting tingly against the fabric of my shirt.
'So what's next is a bit weird, I think. With time during nursing my little Gloria my nips began getting increasingly sensitive.'
'You mean, errrh, erotically sensitive?' I stammer.
'I guess yes, you could say that. And your admiring glances, well, had that effect too, I admit.'
'Mhhh...what a nice confession...' I giggle. 'And looking forward to our meeting today, I confess, I took on a rather undecent bra.'
Now Amy is giggling 'I suspected that after our brief touch during our welcom.'
'So what dod we do now, knowing about our mutual peeking? Working?'
*****

 

[dystracted]

Mutual cleavage peeking during computer work (#1 to be con'd)
I had offered computer usage assistance in our neighborhood, and now I am sitting at Amys nice house together with her in front of the screen.
Amy is a fair-haired good looking woman of perhaps forty with a nice curvy figure., apparently single, perhaps divorced, who knows.
While we work and sitting close to each other, I can't help to peek at her cleavage, which is visible sometimes dependend on her position.
As far as I can see, her breasts are full and flawless and nicely wrapped in a white push-up bra. They're a real distraction.
At some point I fear she might have notice my occasional glances, but I am not sure. I myself am wearing a blouse, but it's not low-cut or too much unbuttoned.
Nothing happens apart from computer work, and we agree to meet again next week.
I want to see, whether she might show some interest into my chest too, so I choose something a bit more provocative, a bit more unbuttoned, and of course a nice bra below.
She opens and I see immediately that most likely she did notice my peeking last week, and perhaps even enjoyed it, because today she wears a low-cut loose top with her deep cleavage nicely displayed. And after a quick glance to my shirt with it's too many buttons open she smiles, offers me her cheek in a way our chests briefly touch and ask be to come in.
During our session the air is somewhat charged, and for me it's obvious that this time she's peeking into my blouse too. At some point we both know the other knows. But apart from this seductive dressing and the occational glances, nothing happens. But still it is a rather slow way of mutual seduction. At the door, before I leave, I smile and say 'That's a nice top, you're wearing. 'Thanks' she blushes.
The week after I decide for a bolder move. I put on a black nip-free push-up bra with a buttoned shirt above and make sure it's just unbuttoned in a way allowing to suspect what I have on below. When Amy opens the door, she's wearing a bavarian style skirt, showing her bulging globes provocatively. Again a cheek-kiss, again a brushing of our chests, and perhaps already now she might have an idea that my nips are bare below my shirt.
Instead of walking over to the computer she asks 'Today perhaps a glass of wine first?' 'Sure, why not' I respond. So she gets the bottle, two glasses and we move to the living room.
She pours the wine and we have a sip. She looks at me, smiles and says 'Don't you think it's about time to stop pretending we both didn't notice those secret glances at our dekolletees?'
I blush and can only nod. Then add : 'I hope you don't feel offended'
'On the contrary. What a nice compliment. So you like watching womens breasts?'
I stammer 'Yes, you know, sometime ago by chance I found some pictures on hubbys computer of women caressing each others breasts or just mutually admiring them.
Nice, esthetical pictures, no porn. And I had to admit, those pics were erotic and even, well, a bit arousing.'
'And have you ever, I mean...'
'No, never. Just fantasies, kind of. What about you?' I am less reluctant now.
'Oh, that's...well, difficult to explain. You might have noticed some toys around here. I have a baby, one year old. Father is gone. She is in a crib now. But whenever I can, I still nurse her.'
I feel my nips getting tingly against the fabric of my shirt.
'So what's next is a bit weird, I think. With time during nursing my little Gloria my nips began getting increasingly sensitive.'
'You mean, errrh, erotically sensitive?' I stammer.
'I guess yes, you could say that. And your admiring glances, well, had that effect too, I admit.'
'Mhhh...what a nice confession...' I giggle. 'And looking forward to our meeting today, I confess, I took on a rather undecent bra.'
Now Amy is giggling 'I suspected that after our brief touch during our welcom.'
'So what dod we do now, knowing about our mutual peeking? Working?'
*****

Mutual cleavage peeking during computer work (#2 to be con'd)
Amy seems to think briefly. 'No, I am not in the mood, frankly speaking. Let's try to get to know each other a bit better, before...well'
'Before we do regrettable things?' I mock her.
'Well, right. Would you tell me a bit more about your fantasies? I mean, only if you like.'
'Sure. Now that we have been that far. I love the sight of a nice, deep cleavage, soft, full, motherly (blush) breasts, where I might lay my cheeks to rest, feel their softness,
warmth, bury my face between them, feel embraced and safe. OMG'
'Oh my, what a nice way you have to phrase your desires. And all this because some pics you found?'
'Perhaps it was just a trigger for something buried deep down, who knows?'
'For me it's a bit more difficult. When I realized that nursing has such an effect on me, I denied it at first. Can't, shouldn't, mustn't be. But of course it didn't help at all.
And meanwhile I have accepted it and look even forward to it. But then...I can't get rid of thinking, how different it might be with somebody else...an adult, no guilt, just
pleasure. You know?'
I gulp 'OMG, I need some more wine, please.'
Amy smiles 'Sure, help yourself. I hope I didn't make yourself uncomfortable'
'Oh you did, in a rather kinky way.'
'I am so sorry'
'I don't believe you are. So what are you implying?'
'I think you know. But it's all up to you of course.'
'May I, well, just touch them lightly?'
'Mhhh, sure...'
I move closer. Her breasts are luscious, full of promise, flawless skin. I let my trembling index finger travel over those bulging beauties. They twitch. 'Oh, you're such a seductress'
Amy moans. I take her right hand and guide it into my blouse. She gently brushes my left nip, which responds immediately. 'Oh, so soft, and now becoming hard. Wonderful.'
I bend down and let my lips wander over this hilly landscape. Then I let my cheek rest upon them. 'I want this to never end.' I whisper.
'Me neither' Amy murmurs.
The doorbell rings. 'Oh my, have an appointment. What a pity.'
'So see you next week?' 'You bet, or earlier...'
******

 

[dystracted]

Mutual cleavage peeking during computer work (#2 to be con'd)
Amy seems to think briefly. 'No, I am not in the mood, frankly speaking. Let's try to get to know each other a bit better, before...well'
'Before we do regrettable things?' I mock her.
'Well, right. Would you tell me a bit more about your fantasies? I mean, only if you like.'
'Sure. Now that we have been that far. I love the sight of a nice, deep cleavage, soft, full, motherly (blush) breasts, where I might lay my cheeks to rest, feel their softness,
warmth, bury my face between them, feel embraced and safe. OMG'
'Oh my, what a nice way you have to phrase your desires. And all this because some pics you found?'
'Perhaps it was just a trigger for something buried deep down, who knows?'
'For me it's a bit more difficult. When I realized that nursing has such an effect on me, I denied it at first. Can't, shouldn't, mustn't be. But of course it didn't help at all.
And meanwhile I have accepted it and look even forward to it. But then...I can't get rid of thinking, how different it might be with somebody else...an adult, no guilt, just
pleasure. You know?'
I gulp 'OMG, I need some more wine, please.'
Amy smiles 'Sure, help yourself. I hope I didn't make yourself uncomfortable'
'Oh you did, in a rather kinky way.'
'I am so sorry'
'I don't believe you are. So what are you implying?'
'I think you know. But it's all up to you of course.'
'May I, well, just touch them lightly?'
'Mhhh, sure...'
I move closer. Her breasts are luscious, full of promise, flawless skin. I let my trembling index finger travel over those bulging beauties. They twitch. 'Oh, you're such a seductress'
Amy moans. I take her right hand and guide it into my blouse. She gently brushes my left nip, which responds immediately. 'Oh, so soft, and now becoming hard. Wonderful.'
I bend down and let my lips wander over this hilly landscape. Then I let my cheek rest upon them. 'I want this to never end.' I whisper.
'Me neither' Amy murmurs.
The doorbell rings. 'Oh my, have an appointment. What a pity.'
'So see you next week?' 'You bet, or earlier...'
******

Mutual cleavage peeking during computer work (#3 to be con'd)
Two days later Amy called me. 'Hi, sorry for not being being patient, but I just had to call, I guess you know why.'
I laugh 'I have an idea...'
'In case you have time to spare, come over and let's get to know each other even more.'
'3 p.m. is ok?' 'Perfect, see you then.'
Again I chose the nip-free push-up bra under a top with a rectangular neckline. Oh my...it looks provocative, I think.
Amy, when opening the door, wears a blouse with a v-shaped neckline, giving a nice view upon her deep cleavage. And since I can see her already hard nips straining against the fabric,
she might wear a nip-free bra too or none at all.
She smiles 'two sexy looking women...come in.'
All of a sudden we're both unsecure how to proceed. We both adore the others breasts and want to caress and suckle them, and being caressed and suckled as well, but we don't know how
to proceed.
I decide to break the ice. 'Look, before we freeze here just because we don't know how to get started, may I propose something?'
Amy looks relieved. 'Yes please'
'I am and was fascinated by the rich fullness of your breasts being presented in such a seductive way, and apparently you have been struggling with the fact that nursing your baby
was such a strong turn-on for you, right?'
'Oh my yes.'
'So why don't we start by letting me snuggle on your lap and explore your full and motherly bosom a bit, and then we see where it leads us to?'
'Mhhh, sounds good to me.' Amy replies slightly blushing, either by embarrassment or beginning arousal.
So we go to her bedroom, where, what a surprise; a bottle of champagne in a cooler and two glasses are waiting for us.
She filles the glasses and we take a generous sip. 'Just sit a gainst the back of the bed, please.' I demend.
Amy obeys gladly. I put a pillow on her lap and stretch down with my head on it. I am close to her chest now. Pulling my self on my left ellbow, I slowly begin to unbutton her blouse.
I take my time, letting her full globes slowly emerge. She is wearing a nip-free bra designed in a way that her boobies are not just pushed up, but pushed from the sides too,
being now close together. I enjoy the view and murmur 'wow, such a perfect pair, and so close.' She smiles.
Still on my elbow, I let the index finger of my right hand travel over them, circling her rosy nips, curving over her bulging globes, make them shiver with anticipation.
'Mhhh, you make me crave for more.' she moans. I manage to cup both breasts with my hands from below and their sides, making them incredibly full. Amy looks down and whispers
'yes, make them motherly full, enjoy them, take your time...' I bury my face between them and inhale the sweet smell. Now I let my thumbs gently caress their nips, ever so softly.
They twitch under my hands and Amy starts moaning. I change my position, resting on the pillow now. Amy bends forward, almost suffocating me. I turn my head towards her right nip
and start licking it slowly. My right hand moves up and gently caresses her left breast. Amy is breathing heavily now. 'OMG what are you doing to me.'
Now I close my lips around her right nip, just that, not more. 'Oh don't torture me' Amy whimpers.
So I begin with slow suckling. Amy gasps. The first small jet of milk takes me by surprise, but after a short moment I get the rythm of suckling and swallowing the sweet milk perfectly.
'Mhhh, so good, be slow, be rythmical, oh yes milk me dry...'Amy sighs. I do what I can, and apparently this breast is becoming dry. When I switch to the left one, Amy is moaning again
'Oh yes please...I am so close now...' I pause for a second and whisper 'Just imagine how it would be to be suckled by two women' 'OMG...you drive me insane' was the murmured resonse.
I take that literally, change my position by straddling Amys legs, bend down, cup both of her breasts, squeeze them and due to their fullness manage to suckle both nips.
A high-pitched cry. 'Oh yes...take both, I am coming now...don't ever stop...' A with a shiver Amy is washed away by a forceful climax.
****

 

[Maleboobs]

Mutual cleavage peeking during computer work (#3 to be con'd)
Two days later Amy called me. 'Hi, sorry for not being being patient, but I just had to call, I guess you know why.'
I laugh 'I have an idea...'
'In case you have time to spare, come over and let's get to know each other even more.'
'3 p.m. is ok?' 'Perfect, see you then.'
Again I chose the nip-free push-up bra under a top with a rectangular neckline. Oh my...it looks provocative, I think.
Amy, when opening the door, wears a blouse with a v-shaped neckline, giving a nice view upon her deep cleavage. And since I can see her already hard nips straining against the fabric,
she might wear a nip-free bra too or none at all.
She smiles 'two sexy looking women...come in.'
All of a sudden we're both unsecure how to proceed. We both adore the others breasts and want to caress and suckle them, and being caressed and suckled as well, but we don't know how
to proceed.
I decide to break the ice. 'Look, before we freeze here just because we don't know how to get started, may I propose something?'
Amy looks relieved. 'Yes please'
'I am and was fascinated by the rich fullness of your breasts being presented in such a seductive way, and apparently you have been struggling with the fact that nursing your baby
was such a strong turn-on for you, right?'
'Oh my yes.'
'So why don't we start by letting me snuggle on your lap and explore your full and motherly bosom a bit, and then we see where it leads us to?'
'Mhhh, sounds good to me.' Amy replies slightly blushing, either by embarrassment or beginning arousal.
So we go to her bedroom, where, what a surprise; a bottle of champagne in a cooler and two glasses are waiting for us.
She filles the glasses and we take a generous sip. 'Just sit a gainst the back of the bed, please.' I demend.
Amy obeys gladly. I put a pillow on her lap and stretch down with my head on it. I am close to her chest now. Pulling my self on my left ellbow, I slowly begin to unbutton her blouse.
I take my time, letting her full globes slowly emerge. She is wearing a nip-free bra designed in a way that her boobies are not just pushed up, but pushed from the sides too,
being now close together. I enjoy the view and murmur 'wow, such a perfect pair, and so close.' She smiles.
Still on my elbow, I let the index finger of my right hand travel over them, circling her rosy nips, curving over her bulging globes, make them shiver with anticipation.
'Mhhh, you make me crave for more.' she moans. I manage to cup both breasts with my hands from below and their sides, making them incredibly full. Amy looks down and whispers
'yes, make them motherly full, enjoy them, take your time...' I bury my face between them and inhale the sweet smell. Now I let my thumbs gently caress their nips, ever so softly.
They twitch under my hands and Amy starts moaning. I change my position, resting on the pillow now. Amy bends forward, almost suffocating me. I turn my head towards her right nip
and start licking it slowly. My right hand moves up and gently caresses her left breast. Amy is breathing heavily now. 'OMG what are you doing to me.'
Now I close my lips around her right nip, just that, not more. 'Oh don't torture me' Amy whimpers.
So I begin with slow suckling. Amy gasps. The first small jet of milk takes me by surprise, but after a short moment I get the rythm of suckling and swallowing the sweet milk perfectly.
'Mhhh, so good, be slow, be rythmical, oh yes milk me dry...'Amy sighs. I do what I can, and apparently this breast is becoming dry. When I switch to the left one, Amy is moaning again
'Oh yes please...I am so close now...' I pause for a second and whisper 'Just imagine how it would be to be suckled by two women' 'OMG...you drive me insane' was the murmured resonse.
I take that literally, change my position by straddling Amys legs, bend down, cup both of her breasts, squeeze them and due to their fullness manage to suckle both nips.
A high-pitched cry. 'Oh yes...take both, I am coming now...don't ever stop...' A with a shiver Amy is washed away by a forceful climax.
****

OMG...I can't decide which of the two I'd like to be...well perhaps the one lactating...