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Her candor shocked me. I raised my brows and laughed. “To be honest, the sucking does feel really good… but I bet being nursed would feel even better.”
“Yeah,” the girl agreed in a hot little whisper.
I studied her through half-closed lids, watching her curvy little body blooming like a hot house flower. She was loosening up, getting lost in some private thought. Her lips were swollen, and her pupils dilated.
“Have you ever…?” I asked with my brows raised. It was a strange conversation, but I couldn’t help myself. Sometimes it’s easier being racy with a stranger.
“What?”
“You know, have you ever been nursed by someone?”
“Me? Oh, no.” She cupped her hands over her pert little tits and squeezed them. It sent a jolt of lust through me seeing her being so nonchalant with her touches. She seemed pretty at ease with her body, something I was envious of. The way her eyes were latched on told me she was curious, though. Interested in exploring. “I’ve never lactated before… one day, maybe.”
“Yeah?” I asked with a smile. The heat inside me was building and building, making my honey run hot and slick from my slit. I was so turned on from the pump and from this strange girl watching me, that I was on the verge of madness.
“Hopefully.” She broke her gaze away and took a step toward the door. “Well, I’d better get back to work.”
“Sure, honey. Thanks for the chat. It gets boring pumping all by my self in here.”
“My pleasure,” she said as she left.
Even though she was gone, the feel of her remained behind. I listened for her downstairs. She was moving knickknacks and dusting them, letting me know just where she was. I slipped my hand down and stroked my pussy, working it gently as the pump stimulated my nipples. It didn’t take long until I came with a shudder and a moan. Fuck, it was so good. I only wish I’d had a hot, hungry mouth latched on instead of the pump…
“Roch?” Max’s voice interrupted my memory, bringing me back to the dining room. He was staring at me with a strange smile on his face. “What are you thinking about?”
“Oh… nothing, dear. Nothing at all.” I was flushed and flustered, sopping wet below with aching nipples. My lust was written all over my face, I was sure of it. “I was just
daydreaming.”
“Must have been a good daydream,” he teased with a wink and a little grin. “You’re positively glowing.”
“It was,” I said lightly as I stabbed a carrot and popped it in my mouth.
III. Feeding Little Cammy
I didn’t hear her come in.
I stayed in bed late, relishing the soft sheets on my naked body. Max had gone to work and the baby was at my mom’s house for the day, so I decided to treat myself to a relaxing day filled with pampering. I pumped lazily in bed, using the new pump my husband had bought me. It had softer cups, and the suction varied in pressure to keep irritation to a minimum. I was so caught up in the feel of the pump and its endless whirring, that I didn’t notice Cammy standing in the doorway.
“Oh, Cammy, I didn’t see you,” I gasped when I caught sight of her. My tits were bare, hoisted up above the blankets. The girl was staring, her mouth lightly open.
“I didn’t mean to sneak up on you… I didn’t think you were going to be home today.”
“Well, I am. It’s a lazy day for me. Baby’s gone. Don’t be a stranger, come and sit down with me. I’m lonely.”
She did as she was told, settling down on the edge of the bed as she smoothed her short skirt. She was a gorgeous thing, lithe and willowy with pouty lips and a dusting of freckles across her button nose. I imagined those soft lips closing over my nipples, sucking gingerly as she looked at me with those big, blue eyes.
My nipples ached at her closeness, and I found myself thinking about how I’d carry the fantasy of her nursing me into bed later after Max got home. I’d think of her nursing me as his cock pounded into me. I could hardly wait.
“Your nipples are so red… do they hurt?” she asked softly as her eyes fell on the pump.
“A little,” I replied with a little smile. “Max bought me this special pump, but it still irritates them.”
“Oh, no. That’s terrible,” she said with a look of concern on her pretty face. “Couldn’t your husband help?”
I was shocked that such an innocent looking creature would ask such a thing. I shook my head, flustered.
“No way. He’s not a big fan of my milk.”
