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My husband jostles my shoulder, until, finally I stir from my deep sleep.
As any new mom will tell you, sleep, especially deep sleep, is a precious commodity. One that is not to be lightly disturbed. I'm more than tired. I'm exhausted. The last two months have taken its toll on me.
"Huh? What?" I mumble.
Groggy, I open my eyes.
Rubbing them, it takes me a few seconds to focus on the red LED display of the bedside clock. It reads 3:15. 3:15 AM. I turn my head and find my husband standing there, holding our daughter.
"Honey, our girl needs you. She was stirring and I think she's hungry. I've already changed her."
My brief flirtation with passive anger passes. I want to lash out, but I quickly realize that this is the new normal.
I'm blessed to have such a wonderful husband and father. I could have never been able to get through this without you!
He passes our daughter, to my waiting arms. Lifting my tee-shirt to expose my right breast, I cradle her in one arm before placing her mouth at the nipple. Instinctively, she begins suckling. Running my fingers over the wispy hairs on her tiny head, I say softly, "It's alright sweetheart, mommy knows what you want."
It feels good to have her on my breast and my eyes close as I'm lulled and relaxed by the melodic slurping sounds of her feeding. I begin to drift off. She continues to eagerly suckle until, her appetite sated, she drifts off to sleep.
I have forgotten about my husband standing there, mesmerized, as he watches his daughter nurse. He'd never really been a mazophiliac before. Oh, sure he noticed my breasts. He'd paid adequate attention to them. However, he had always been more of a leg and ass man. It wasn't until our daughter was born that he took more of an interest in my boobs. Actually, it wasn't my tits that he was infatuated with. He had become a lactophiliac. It was the act of lactation that enthralled him.
Burping our daughter, he takes her from me and carries her back to the nursey before returning to our room.
*
Climbing back into bed, it doesn't take long for things to heat up. His kiss is all it took to spark the tender. The smoldering passions quickly burst into flame. Sleep is something forgotten. Sexual desire, now burning, is consuming us both. His mouth moves from my lips to my neck, which, he knows, drives me crazy.
My hand slides down to grasp his manhood. It pulsates between my fingers, curled around it.
I tilt my head back as his kisses move from my neck to my chest. My heart is beating faster, my breathing quickening as a result.
I gasp as my husband sucks the teat into his mouth and begins suckling. Just as our daughter had just done, minutes earlier. The sensation is familiar, yet different. I struggle to comprehend what is happening. I'm confused. Perhaps it is because his behavior is so unexpected. Regardless, I sigh and find the suction both stimulating and relaxing.
With eyes closed, I feel his hardened manhood still throbbing. My soft moans and sighs fill the bedroom as my husband continues to milk my tit while I begin to trace the fingers of my other hand through his hair.
He sucks harder, eagerly swallowing the colostrum. After draining one tit., he moves to the tit that our daughter had just fed from.
I let out a muffled, "ouch," as the nipple is still a bit sensitive and his heavy suction is somewhat painful.
After several minutes, my husband has emptied both breasts. "Mmmm, that was a tasty treat I've been dying to try."
"Really?"
"Yes, Really!"
"I'm glad you liked the taste. It now seems I have two babies to feed!"
My husband smiles approvingly.
*
"Now, if you don't mind, I'd like to feed too!" I lower my head to his beautiful cock and begin twirling my tongue around the purplish, bulbous head.
My husband is now the one sighing. He jumps reflexively as I dart my tongue against the urethral opening.
I swallow his cock and begin moving my head back-and-forth along the length, careful to maintain the suction.
He husband begins guiding my head, forcing it further into my mouth, deeper into my throat. It doesn't take long before the first drops of his tasty seed begin oozing from the tip. I let the droplets rest on the tip of my tongue and, moving my head so that he can watch, flick the salty beads back into my mouth, swallowing them.
I lick my lips, as he watches approvingly. Taking his cock back into my mouth, I begin sucking him harder. Faster. My fingers stroke the shaft in concert with the movements of my head. Up-and-down, back-and-forth.
"Oh yes, that's it, Meg. Suck it! It feels so good Meg, so good!" He moans, his sighs becoming louder.
The response only encourages my attack.
Suddenly, with a loud, "Ggggrrrr," my husband's body spasms as he moans, "I'm cumming. I'm cumming!" Holding my head tightly, he forces his cock down my throat before releasing a deluge of his seed.
I gag as the unexpected torrent floods my mouth but I manage to swallow as fast as I can. After the third stream hits the back of my throat, I can no longer drain him fast enough. It begins leaking from the corners of my mouth.
Taking some of the jizz on his fingers, he raises them to his lips and tastes himself.
The final burst shoots its load. Swallowing it, I begin cleaning the length of the now flaccid cock, with my tongue and mouth.
He sighs softly.
Finished, I kiss my way up from his groin, past his stomach and chest, to his mouth.
Kissing him passionately, I tell him, "Now that we both have had our morning feeding, let us see if we can get some sleep. The morning will be coming all too soon!"
Turning the light off, I lay my head on his heaving chest. The rhythm of his pounding heartbeat and the feel of his fingers tracing their way through my hair quickly lulls me back to sleep.
6:30 A.M. The alarm clock sounds.
I'm so tired.
I drag myself out of bed.
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