New mother Susan is absolutely thrilled when her husband indulges her in a gift certificate for a post-natal massage. Little does she know, he knows the masseuse personally and Susan's in for more than a back rub! Before Susan knows what's happening, she's learning to enjoy her new, milky breasts in ways she never thought possible. Warning: this story contains erotic lactation and adult nursing!
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The warm weight from the massage mask draped over her eyes sent her into a deeper, dreamy state of calmness. The closed, private darkness allowed her to let her thoughts run free. She thought of Evan, first on the television screen, then standing beside her, naked and half erect, his black thickness pulsing above her mouth. Suddenly, the scents of reality encroached on her fantasy as a wave of lavender enticed her senses. Evan must have changed oils as this was different than the fruitier oil he used on her back.
As she anticipated the warm feel of oil dripping on her body, Susan was surprised to feel Evan’s hands cup her shoulders. He had lubricated his hands with the new oil and was applying it directly. The new oil made his hands feel different - silky and moist. As they began to move downwards, Susan felt the pressure building within her breasts. She wondered if he really knew what he could be in for.
“Hold on,” she sighed. “Evan, this can be embarrassing. I’m on the verge of leaking.”
“Please Susan, just let me talk you through it as I massage you. Don’t fret over how your body will react. Just let it go. Enjoy. Okay?”
Evan continued moving his hands over her. As he began speaking to her, his bottomless voice calmed her, and her flesh began to react to his hands.
“Enjoy the pressure, Susan. Let it build.” He pressed his hands across her chest, making them meet in the centre.
“Let it go, let if follow the path of my fingers.” As Evan said this, she could feel him alter the pressure points in his hands, sending ripples of arousal through her abdomen and chest. Her nipples were perked tightly on top of her breasts, searching for the slightest change in temperature to react to, whether it be a light breeze, a warm breath, a soft touch….
Evan reached his hands across her stomach and pulled them back up along her sides. Susan felt like she was going to explode.
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Published September 6, 2012
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Erotica, Literature & Fiction.