I did as I was bid, and Trillian, my beautiful fiancée, reached behind her and unfastened her lacy new bra. Her huge breasts were released, the nipples already wet with milk. I snuggled my head on her thighs and she lifted a nipple to my mouth. A kiss, a second, then a lick around the areola, then I opened wide and welcomed nipple and its wonderful offering, into my mouth.
Again the warm, sweet, thin milk filled my mouth. I sucked and swallowed, following the pattern I had learnt the previous weekend, suck, suck, suck, swallow, breath. My hand cradled her other breast, and, as my fingers toyed with the nipple, they became wet with milk.
“Oh, that's nice,” cooed Trillian, “it's not like feeding Shaun you know. I love Shaun and I love you, but that's one word, love, two totally different meanings, you know?”
I nodded my head but continued to suckle.
“And by the same amount, feeding you and feeding him are totally different, a totally different feeling in my mind, totally different feeling inside me. This, with you, makes me very horny.”
Her fingers reached down and stroked the bulge in my briefs. Her thumb rubbed over the top, where the glans pressed against the fabric.
“Oh, you are tormented, you're leaking,” she giggled. “I'm a bit damp too.”
Her fingers separated, one running either side of my erection, one tracing the ridge of the urethra, bulging on the underside, the ridge that so quickly could pulse as spunk pumped through it.
“Change sides,” she said, quietly, lifting a breast from my mouth and offering me the other. Gratefully, I latched on. As her milk filled my belly, calmness and warmth flowed through my body. I was still hard, still very aroused, but the ravenous urge of earlier, the urge that I'd had to fight down had passed. Now I glowed with love, I wanted the joining of the shared orgasm.
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