My man guides me toward the bed, then he lifts me onto the mattress.“Clasp your hands behind your back so I can look at you, honey.”His voice is raspy with lust.It makes my pussy throb.
I obey him, the action forcing my boobs forward.
He stands back and whips his shirt over his head before he kicks off his shoes.In nothing but sexy, low-hanging jeans, he comes back to me, kneels, and removes my sandals.His hands smooth up my legs and grip my thighs.“So beautiful,” he murmurs.
He makes me feel pretty.That’s for sure.It’s both his voice and the way his gaze roams all over my body.I’m so exposed.The only thing I’m wearing is the white lace bikini panties.
Aaric slides his palms up my sides until he’s cupping my breasts, weighing them, bouncing them a bit.
I moan when he drags his thumbs over my nipples.
“I’m going to get kinky with you, Hannah,” he warns.
I’m looking forward to it.I know he’s going to suck my milk from me.We’ve discussed this.He’s been holding back because he knew it would make both of us so horny we’d want to have sex.
When he brings his lips to one of my nipples, I arch my chest toward him.I’m so turned on.There are no words to describe it.I also can’t keep my hands behind me.I release them and grab his biceps.
After reverently kissing the tip of my engorged nipple, Aaric circles it with his tongue.“Mmm.I can’t wait to taste your milk.You’re like the perfect little hucow.Your udders are so heavy, and your teats are so big.Do you know how hard my cock gets every time I milk you?”
His words are filthy, and I love them.He’s been gradually talking dirtier and dirtier to me for weeks.We’ve reached a point where I don’t think I could have gone much longer without some action to go with his kinky words.
I probably should feel degraded when he uses words like udders and teats and milking.But I don’t.My husbandworshipsme.Headoresme.He would never speak to me with anything but total respect, except when we’re in an amorous bedroom situation.Not just the bedroom itself.Sometimes, he comes up behind me in the kitchen, wraps his arms around me from behind, squeezes my boobs, and whispers his kinky words in my ear.
His favorite way of getting to me is to tell me to go into the bedroom and take off my shirt because it’s time to milk me.Over time, he has gradually stopped using words like breasts and nipples and switched to udders and teats.
I’m so aroused right now that the room is already spinning.We haven’t really even done anything yet.
“Do you know what happens to a hucow when one teat is stimulated?”
I groan.
He flicks my nipple with his tongue while he reaches up to pinch its twin between his thumb and pointer.“The other udder experiences the same letdown and starts leaking.”
I grip his biceps harder, digging my blunt fingernails into his muscles.He’s so filthy.His words are driving my arousal through the roof.
“I’ll need to pinch your other teat while I suckle this one to keep you from spraying the room with your milk.”
Holy mother… Could he talk any dirtier to me?
Before I can respond, he wraps his lips around my nipple and sucks.My breast instantly lets down.It’s such a relief as my milk fills his mouth.And he’s right, the other boob is lactating, too.The pressure is intense, and I nearly come out of my skin when he pinches off my nipple to keep me from squirting.
“Aaric…” I moan into the room.I’m restless, so much so that I’m rubbing my legs together.I’ve never touched my own pussy, but I have the urge to do so now.To reach between my legs and play with myself while he nurses from me.
After a minute, he releases my nipple with a pop and pinches it off.The pain is sharp and wonderful.It radiates through my body and makes my pussy pulse.
I might come completely off the bed if he doesn’t touch me between my legs.Instead, he switches nipples, diving forward to suckle from my other breast.I’m grateful that he’s evening them out, but I’m overstimulated and crave something more.
I’m a smart woman.He’s been preparing me for this day for weeks, slowly introducing me to this deeply kinky play.I can’t imagine that other couples act like this, but he has assured me that every couple has their own private kinks behind closed doors, and that it’s nobody’s business what turns me on.
This turns me on so much.Some days lately, I’ve sat and stared at my husband, picturing this scene, soaking my panties with thoughts of what it would be like.
It’s so much better than my imagination.He’s growling against my breast, sucking harder this time, drawing my nipple into his mouth, rhythmically suckling me.
I think I might actually orgasm, but suddenly he stops.
I groan.“No… Oh God, Aaric…”
He releases me so fast that my milk drips out of my nipples.“Hands and knees, honey.I’m going to milk you properly.If you’re a good little cow, I’ll reward you by fucking your pussy after you’ve been drained.”
