Sidney sat down on the couch next to Billy, trying to stifle the pained moan that threatened to escape her lips when her swollen, aching breasts bounced slightly with the movement. She failed and the sound caught her husband's attention.

"Are you okay, Sid?" Billy asked.

Sidney thought for a second about lying, but she knew that he wouldn't accept that. "No," she answered truthfully, shaking her head. "My breasts hurt and I feel so full."

"Still?" Billy's voice rose in concern.

"Yes, and I just fed Bella."

Bella Tatiana Loomis was their newborn daughter. She was a beautiful baby girl, only one month old, with dark blonde hair like her father's and eyes the same shade of brown as her mother. She was a sweet little girl and already had her father wrapped around her little finger.

"I think I know what you have," Billy spoke after a moment of silence.

Sidney turned surprised eyes on him. "You do?" She asked.

Billy nodded. "It's called hyperlactation. You're producing too much breast milk and it's not all being used up during feedings, so it's causing you pain. My mom told me that her friend had it shortly after giving birth to her triplets, but after a few weeks of feeding all three of them, it got to be more manageable," he explained.

Sidney sighed and slumped against the couch. "Yeah, but if I need to use up the extra milk, I'm going to need more babies and we don't have two extra infants," she pointed out. She was exhausted and her breasts hurt like hell. If Bella had been a multiple birth, it wouldn't be a problem, but she isn't, and she wouldn't make her daughter uncomfortable by trying to feed her more than she could handle. It could even hurt her, and Sidney would rather die than cause her baby girl any pain.

Billy bit his lip, staring at her. Then, noticing that she had closed her eyes and laid her head back against the couch, allowed his gaze to travel down to her breasts. They were huge, both from her pregnancy with Bella and now from her condition. He could see wet patches on her nipples from where she was beginning to leak through, and while some would be unsettled by the sight, he felt a stirring begin in his stomach and he knew exactly what it was.

Arousal.

The sight of his wife's milk-laden breasts and the knowledge that the milk had to be released somehow to relieve her pain…he wouldn't lie…it made his jeans tighten slightly and the need to have her writhing beneath his body with his mouth around her breasts and his fingers working in and out of her pussy was so intense that he wanted it to be reality rather than the fantasy he's jerked off to in the shower for the last week.

"Not necessarily," he replied to her comment about not having more babies in the house.

"Huh?" Sidney's eyes opened and she turned to face him again, curious.

Billy licked his bottom lip to moisten it, his throat suddenly dry and his breathing just a little bit faster. "There aren't any more babies in the house, but…there's me."

Sidney stared at him. "What?" She asked.

Billy turned his own body so he was facing Sidney completely, moving closer to her. He felt nervous, but he shoved aside that feeling and continued, "It's true that we don't have any other babies right now other than Bella, but I've heard that husbands can help relieve the pain by drinking the milk."

For a minute Sidney could only stare at him, her brain not quite processing his words. When they did, her eyes widened. "You…want me to breastfeed you?"

Yes. Fuck yes.

"I mean," Billy swallowed a bit past the lump in his throat, the nerves building within him to the point where he could feel his hands shake and his leg bounce against the couch. "We don't have to if the thought makes you uncomfortable, but I want to help you and…to be honest…I've always wanted to try it since I watched you feed Bella for the first time."

Sidney's eyes widened further, a light blush dusting her cheeks at his confession. For a few seconds, an image of Billy on top of her, his mouth suckling the extra milk from her breast, popped into her brain. It made her shudder.

"Okay," she acquiesced. "Please…help me."

Billy smiled, excitement coursing through his veins. She wanted to do this, she really wanted to do this! He was even harder now that he could finally have this experience with Sidney. Eagerly moving closer to her, he helped her remove the loose shirt she was wearing, biting his lip so hard he tasted blood when he saw how her maternity bra could barely contain her large breasts.

"You're so amazing," he said, causing her blush to turn from a light pink to a dark red when he repeated the same line the night he took her virginity.

Sidney kept their eyes connected as she slowly unhooked her bra, sliding the straps down her arms like she did that night. Already she felt her nipples beginning to leak and it would make her feel self-conscious if Billy wasn't looking at her as if she were something to be worshipped.

Billy settled between her legs, his mouth hovering just inches away from her left breast. Looking up at her for a moment with dark eyes brimming with desire and adoration for her, he took her breast into his mouth, tonguing her nipple and beginning to suck. Milk began to flow into his mouth and he closed his eyes, moaning softly around her flesh as he was finally able to taste what he'd been craving for the last month.

Sidney let out a pleasured whine, leaning her head back against the arm of the couch. Billy feeding from her was so much different than when Bella did it. With Bella, it was a bonding experience between them, a time for her to be with her baby in the most natural way possible. She felt completely connected to her baby girl.

But Billy…Feeling him feed from her, drinking her breast milk…it filled her with arousal. Her pussy grew wetter with each swallow. Her entire body felt hot, her skin tingling with excitement. Being with her husband like this, letting him suckle…it was so amazing, so undeniably sexy. Lying beneath him, her thighs pressing against his hips from when he'd forced them apart, Sidney brought one of her hands up to her chest, gently threading her fingers through Billy's dark blonde hair, holding him closer to her breast.

The moans that he let out in response to her actions made a pleasant vibration against her bare skin and she whined, her hips shifting beneath him, unintentionally rubbing against his stiff erection.

Billy pulled away when he got enough from one breast, shooting her a feral look before taking the other nipple into his mouth to begin suckling from that one.

Sidney threw her head back against the arm of the couch, her whines turning into desperate pants and cries. She really never thought she would be into this kind of thing, but then she also never thought that she'd want her husband to breed her with his child, either.

'Maybe you are a dirty slut,' a voice whispered in her ear.

'I'm his dirty slut,' Sid replied.

She let out a loud cry when she felt one of his hands trail down into the sweatpants she was wearing, pushing her panties aside before filling up her soaking entrance with three fingers. He pumped her slowly, letting her feel again what she'd been missing the last month since she gave birth to their daughter, but as his feeding grew ravenous, he matched the pace by fucking her tight pussy with his fingers.

It didn't take long, a scream escaping her mouth as she came hard over his fingers, bucking her hips against them while the last drops of her milk in her other breast slid down his throat.

His fingers remained buried inside her even as he unlatched from her nipple, smiling at her. "You taste so fucking good, baby," he praised, licking his lips before bringing his wet fingers up to clean them, moaning as he did so. "Breast milk and your cum…I like that combination." The grin he gave her was nothing short of devilish.

"Fuck me, Billy, please," Sidney begged, rolling her hips against him.

Billy said nothing, just continued to give her that cocky smirk as he undid his jeans, sliding them and his boxers down to his ankles before plunging balls deep into her pussy, inciting a louder scream from his wife and causing her legs to lock around his waist. Their passion for each other overtook everything else in their world, the pleasure running through their veins with each thrust the only thing they could focus on.

Hyperlactation wasn't such a bad thing if it lead to this, Sidney mused just before ecstasy dominated all of her senses.