This is my Twi Kinkfest piece! Checkout all the prompts (some still unclaimed)!
The Original Prompt: I´d like to see more lactation fetish fic – I only know of one fic about this, and I´m intrigued. ExB please, all human. Doesn´t have to be hucow, can be adult nursing. Either or.
Rating: MA/NC-17
Warning: This story contains adult baby play and adult breast feeding! If kink is not your thing, then you probably should move on! 18 and older please!
DISCLAIMER: TWILIGHT AND ALL ENTAILS, BELONGS TO STEPHANIE MEYER AND SUMMIT. ABSOLUTELY NO COPYRIGHT INFRINGEMENT WAS INTENDED!
Things Are Never What they seem
"Sophie and Seth let´s go," I yelled for the umpteenth time at my two stubborn children. They seemed to think that the world revolves around them.
Never mind that it does, but did they have to rub it in!
"Coming, mommy," my sweet angel called from her bedroom, even though I know she´s not coming out anytime soon, I patiently wait.
"Ma," Seth bellowed from the basement. "Have you seen my soccer ball? I can´t find anywhere. Sofia," he calls in an accusatory tone.
"Oh you mean the Real Madrid soccer ball?"
Never mind the ball in question is right here under my foot.
Oh well, he'll learn one day!
I sighed, resting my head on the palm of my hand. This is how they operate on a daily basis.
I've come to look at it as a game of sorts.
What?
I like to see the humor in things!
Each one of them, knowing that we have a pretty strict schedule, will wait until the last possible minute to get their shit together.
Luckily, I'm smarter than both of them, and we begin this little charade at least forty-five minutes before we´re actually scheduled to leave.
Clever, I know!
Sophia, my four year old, has ballet on Monday, Wednesday, and Fridays, piano, violin lessons and gymnastics on Tuesday and Thursdays, and Saturdays are reserved for her martial arts classes with her uncle Jasper and all her cousins.
Saturdays are also my time to veg the fuck out and watch mindless television with my husband.
Seth, my eight and a half year old – God forbid I forget to mention those six extra months that he´s roamed this earth – also keeps me going with soccer on Monday and Wednesdays, Pee Wee football on Tuesday and Thursdays, piano and drums on Friday, and thank God we come together on Saturdays for martial arts.
And it never fails, like today for example, they waste time turning their rooms and other various parts of the house upside down, looking something that I´m probably holding in my hand, so I wait.
This too has become a part of the dreaded ritual.
The waiting…
I just sit there with a knowing smirk on my face dangling Soph´s Hello Kitty duffle bag that contains the hot pink cover-up and matching hot pink Ugg boots she´s frantically searching for, while I lazily rolling Seth´s favorite Real Madrid soccer ball, that he´s currently destroying his father´s man cave over, around with my foot.
I wait…
And I wait… until!
Five… four… three… two…
"Ma… Mommy," they both whined in unison as they stumbled into the kitchen from different directions. "Have you… where´s my…" they both started speaking at the same time, but stop when their eyes land on their missing things. Clearly they had never been missing in the first place.
After lots of hugs and kisses from my little monsters we were finally on our way.
Today´s Wednesday, so I drop Sophie off at the ARC Dance Academy, where Rose will sit through the girl´s classes, before heading over to Alice´s boutique to drop off Seth. It helps to have such a close-knit family.
Growing up, we did everything together, and now our children were following in our footsteps.
Heading west on Union, I turn on Debussy´s Claire de Lune and let the music wash over me, giving me an indescribable sense of calm.
Like the children, I too have my regular standing appointments.
My cheeks flush and a warm gush of liquid leaves my body as my deviant mind focuses in on the word standing.
He´ll be standing alright, hard and throbbing, full mast begging for my attention.
I let down… my body´s natural reaction to him.
Glad I wore the extra padding today, things would get really messy if I wasn´t careful.
Pulling up to a private entrance at the tall glass edifice, I wait patiently as the state-of-the-art optic scanner verifies my identity, he´s nothing if not thorough.
Once the computer in certain that it is me, his brown-eyed goddess – his words not mine – I´m allowed to continue on inside.
Being married to a computer genius, and the most sought after spyware developer in the world has its perks.
The elevator doors close for the short, but too long ride to the 52 floor and I panic. My watch reads 12:05 p.m. Shit… I´m late! He´s not going to like this. No matter what the reason, his mind can never comprehend my being late.
So on the ride up, I prepare myself for his tantrum.
It´s inevitable!
The doors open, and I step into a room that very few people have had the pleasure of seeing. It´s very similar to the one that´s hidden behind the secret door in our bedroom closet, only this one´s much larger.
Immediately, my nostrils are assaulted with the soft scents of baby powder and lotion. Again I let down! Letting the long Burberry trench coat that concealed my state of undress, I could already feel the electric pull drawing me to the nursery door. I´m sure by now he´s wet himself, he won´t like it that he´s had to change his own diaper.
I cursed myself inwardly, because this morning he had a really important meeting with a very wealthy potential client.
He´s stressed and I know it!
Before he left this morning I had to let him nurse three times, before I could even coax him out of the bed. Thank God my body was a natural, and produced enough for me to satisfy him.
We have Sophia and Seth to thank for that!
A strangled cry coming from the baby monitor had me jumping into action and crossing the room in three quick strides. Throwing open the door to the nursery, my eyes automatically zeroed-in on the beautiful handmade cherry oak crib.
There amongst all of his many stuffed animals lay my bronze-haired angel, sucking his thumb and stroking his thick cock under his diaper. As soon as he caught sight of me he began to wail, causing my heart to bleed.
I hated when one of my babies cried!
Rushing to his side, I stroked his mass of bronze curls and whispered softly in his ear. "Shh… my sweet boy," I cooed lovingly. "Mommy´s here now, is my sweet boy hungry?" I asked, while simultaneously releasing my swollen tit from my nursing bra. "Does Mommy´s boy want to nurse? Huh?" His only response was to latch on to my dripping nipple greedily and suckle.
The force with which he was pulling on my tit was causing me to moan out in pleasure. My lacy boy shorts were ruined they were so wet. Careful not to disturb his nursing, I shimmied out of the lacy panties so my sweet boy could have easy access to my swollen pussy.
"Ungh…" I grunted tugging on his swollen cock, releasing it from its clothed prison. He loved it when I stroked him while nursed. "Fuck, baby," I panted when his teethed grazed my sensitive nipple. "Can you stroke Mommy´s pussy while you nurse? It´ll make more milk come down."
It was true, sexual stimulation caused me to run like a faucet. Taking his thumb and running it through my slit, Edward moaned around a mouthful of tit at how wet I was.
The stimulation caused a flood of milk to fill his eagerly awaiting mouth.
Unable to stop myself, I thrust my hips into his hand. Not only was my pussy crying like a river, but my milk was now coming in a steady stream.
Edward suckled in earnest, while thrusting two fingers into my tight heat.
Caught off guard by the intrusion, my body released causing me to cry out. "Motherfuckkkkkk…" My muscles clenched and unclenched around Edward´s fingers gripping them like a vice.
The intense sucking and finger-fucking had me seeing stars. Equal parts pleasure mixed with pain, having Edward nurse while I cum always made the experience more intense.
Having drained one breast of its contents, Edward released my tit with an audible `pop´!
"Fuck," I yelped, the sensation shooting straight to my tingling clit. "Bad baby," I scolded playfully. I gave Edward a mock glare for being naughty.
Unfazed by my ire, he began root, seeking out my other full breast. My boy was greedy as always, but not just for my milk.
Pushing down his diaper down his legs, he humped my leg, whining, "Fuck Mommy… my pee-pee wants to fuck… now Mommy!" Agitated he thrust his hips impatiently against my thigh.
My naughty boy was insatiable for Mommies pussy!
This was all about him and I wanted to give him everything he needed before our time was up. Reaching down, I stroked his ten inch steel rod. Using the pre-cum that was leaking from his slit, I lubricated his engorged head and squeezed.
"Unghh…" he moaned rooting around for my breast. "Suck… Mommy… suck…" he complained when he was unsuccessful at latching on.
Not wanting to further agitate him, I repositioned myself so that I was lying on my side, and lifted my heavy breast to his pouty lips.
His eyes rolled to the back of his head, and he sighed in contentment as the first drops of my sweet milk hit his tongue. Running my fingers through his thick bronze curls, I asked, "Does my sweet boy want Mommy to ride his big thick cock while he nurses?"
Spreading his forest green eyes wide, he bobbed his head in acquiescence. The slight tug at my nipple had me gushing with a fresh round of arousal.
"You like it when Mommy rides your cock, don´t you?" I teased, squeezing his heavy sac, "You like how tight my pussy feels around you, squeezing, gripping, milking the cum straight from your body."
Whimpering and keening around my breast, his cock twitched in my hand. Once again he thrust his hips into my firm grip in search of some friction.
Releasing his cock, I gripped the crib rails and position myself over his weeping shaft. Careful not to disturb his nursing, I took a moment to just drink in the sight below me.
There was nothing more beautiful and erotic than Edward taking nourishment from my body. It was something shared between us that no one else could give him. Suckling from my breast gave us both indescribable please and strengthened our love for one another.
People would never understand our secret if they knew. The big bad billionaire CEO and his high school sweetheart, who was a well-known published children´s author, were heavy into kink.
Who would have fucking thought!
But like a drug, we both craved it!
We both needed it!
I needed Edward to need me this way, just as much as he needed me to be this way!
My hips began to roll, coating his erection with my juices.
And fuck if I wasn´t pouring!
We both moaned at the sensation it caused.
Mewling in desperation, I knew that he´d had enough of my teasing and was ready for the real thing.
Holding his cock steady, I locked eyes with my beautiful angel. Brown blended seamlessly with green as I sank down on his erection.
"Mmm…" he hummed, running his strong hands up and down my thighs. The vibrations around my breast caused my pussy to pulse around him.
"God," I moaned wantonly, dropping my head enclosing us in a temporary curtain made by my hair. "I love how deep your cock goes when I ride you like this. Fuck, you feel so good, baby."
My knuckles were turning white my grip was so tight on the rail. Little by little, I began to pick up the pace. I could feel each time Edward´s tongue contracted and released around my puckered flesh.
Tug… release…
Tug… release…
God how I loved the feel of his lips on me!
Each pull caused the coil in the pit of my stomach to tighten. The pain of him forcing my milk from my body was invigorating. Burning with desire, I once again picked up my pace. By now I was riding him so hard and fast, I could barely catch my breath.
Guttural moans and groans emitted from deep in Edward´s chest. I knew he was close when his large hands formed a death grip on my tiny hips.
Fuck, he was holding me tight!
I couldn't find in me to care, as the only thought flashing through my mind was… I hope marks me!
"Yes, sweet boy," spurring him on, "fuck Mommy´s tight pussy hard! Make me cum sweetie… make me cum good and hard!"
Digging his heels into the mattress, Edward slammed into me so hard it took my breath away.
Slap!
Slap!
Slap…was the only sound that could be heard echoing off the walls of the sound proof room. The melody of his balls slapping me in the ass on each upstroke was music to my ears.
"Hah… ha… Jesus that feels so fucking good," I panted breathlessly. "Harder Edward…" I begged like a bitch in heat. "Fuck and suck me harder baby… please!"
It only took five or six more of Edward´s punishing thrusts before I was screaming his name and trembling uncontrollably. "Jesus, Edward," I cried as white bursts of light flashed behind my closed lids.
Two more hard strokes and Edward was coming undone below me. "Ungh… ungh…" he grunted, refusing to let go of his connection to my breast.
Feeling my milk leave my body, as Edward forced his thick, hot seed into my pussy sent me free-falling for a second time into the pleasurable abyss.
Exhausted and well sated, my body collapsed on top of Edward´s. Tiny aftershocks rocked my body, making me whimper quietly. Gently this time, Edward released my nipple, causing me to hiss at the loss of his lips.
After a moment or two of comfortable silence, saved for our staggered breaths, Edward spoke. Pushing my sweat-soaked hair from my face, "Baby," he called softly, placing a tender kiss to my forehead. "Thank you for loving me enough to supply my every need. I love you!"
"I love you too, Edward!"
"Now come on," he growled playfully into my ear. "Let Big Daddy take care of you!"
And just like that, my big strong husband was back ready to take over the reins again!
Okay, just a little break and throwing a little kink in! Who knows, depending on the response, I may one day expand this! Leave me some love and encouragement!
Krazi
xoxo