Caged And Milked

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Prologue

 

Kyleen had never considered herself a size queen, but then she met Dennis.

Dennis didn’t have a huge cock. It could best be described as adequate. At best it could be described as on the small side. At best he could take off his clothes in the locker room and not be completely humiliated.

The upside to Dennis having a small cock was that he knew what to do with it.

Yes, before Dennis all her previous boyfriends and lovers were on the downslope of the bell curve of cock size. Sex had always been good, but a bit bland. As it turned out a lover with a smaller cock was surprisingly good.

Having a partner with a small cock automatically made her think that he would be submissive...and he was in more ways than Kyleen ever would have imagined.

She was a good girl and waited until their third date before they had sex. She had gone home and masturbated with her vibrator after each of the first two dates, but that was acceptable. The most surprising part of the third date wasn’t that they had sex, it was her realization that his cock was the smallest she had ever had. Kyleen had several vibrators at home. Dennis was larger than the tiny travel-sized one she took with her on trips, but it wasn’t much bigger than that one. 

They had been having sex for a month when she applied the other firm rule she had in all of her relationships. Kink cards had to be laid on the table. As a gag gift at some bachelorette party she had attended, Kyleen had a literal deck of kink cards. After sorting through them one night in a fit of boredom, she found the kinks in the cards boring and limiting. 

Specifically, no cards in the deck spoke to her.

Still, she laid the deck out on the table when she invited Dennis over for a bottle of wine and some sex. That is, they’d have sex if her card game went well. If not, she’d down the bottle on her own and start looking for a new partner.

“You want to play cards?” he asked her, seeing the deck next to the bottle on the small kitchen table in her tiny apartment. 

“Sort of.” Kyleen poured the two of them very full glasses. She wished that she had thought ahead and gotten at least slightly inebriated before he arrived. This was always hard to do.

She had wished that every time she got out the deck it went as smoothly as it had gone with Chris, who had quickly claimed to have a foot fetish. She had a wonderful six month of foot rubs, new and sexy shoes, and had learned to give a decent footjob, before Chris had moved across the country for a new job.

On the other end of the spectrum was Micha who showed her the “All Things Anal” card. Still, she had been triple G on that. Micha was the first guy she had anal sex with. He was also the only guy she ever had anal sex with because after that first time that’s all he wanted to do. It bored her and he wasn’t that good at it. Breaking up was a relief.

“Sort of?” Dennis asked, accepting the filled-to-the-rim wine glass.

In explanation she displayed the cards to him. “Each one has a kink. You show me yours and I show you mine and if we like each other’s kinks, we keep dating.”

After adjusting his glasses, Dennis quickly sorted through the cards. “You’ve done this before,” he said.

“Does it show?” she asked.

“You’ve already selected your card,” he pointed out, indicating the card on the table in front of her.

Her face flushed, and not from the alcohol. “You caught me.”

Dennis focused on the cards, either looking for the one that encapsulated his kink or perhaps selecting one that wouldn’t upend their relationship.

“Should I be worried?” he asked.

“About what?”

“About my kink or yours?”

“Do you have a kink?”

“Yes. And obviously you do too.”

“Doesn’t everyone?”

“I suppose. Some people aren’t brave enough to admit to theirs.”

“I’m not going to waste my time if you are disgusted by mine.”

Dennis paused in his sorting of the cards. “How many guys have you driven away with that card?” he asked.

Kyleen looked down at the innocuous blank side of the card. It was slightly bent and more scuffed than all the other cards. She had handled it more than she wanted to admit.

“A few,” she said.

“What do I do if my kink isn’t listed here?” he asked as he rifled through the stack in front of him. The cards tended toward a variety of BDSM activities, which was understandable.

Turning around, she took a marker from the small kitchen counter along with a blank card. “Write it down here. And then we exchange cards and read them. At that point you can leave if you want to. Or maybe I’ll kick you out.”

“Can I ask questions?”

“Yes.”

He paused on one card. “What if what’s on the card doesn’t say exactly what I need it to?”

“You can explain, I suppose.”

He took the card he had been looking at out of the pack, put the rest of the pack on the table, and lifted up his chin, trying to put on a brave face.

“Are you sure?” she asked him.

“Yes. I’m getting to the point in my life where if I don’t have a partner who wants to indulge in my kink then I don’t want to waste time on her.”

It was a motto that Kyleen agreed with. She slid her card across the table. He did the same.

Kyleen found her heart was pounding in her chest as she lifted the card. She couldn’t stand to look at Dennis while he did the same. She tried to keep her mind open, but there were plenty of cards in the deck that she wasn’t going to participate in or even consider, no matter how much she liked Dennis. Deep in her soul she knew she was falling in love with him which meant she had to do this now or she’d hate herself forever for letting the relationship drag out longer than needed.

Chastity. She had seen the card in the deck before but had never really considered it.

“Nipples?” he asked her upon seeing the pre-printed kink on the card and then he read the note she had added ages ago. “Make me lactate.” He blinked. “I don’t know how to do that.”

“I can show you,” she said. “But I don’t think that I can fuck a guy who wants me to be in chastity for him. It just doesn’t work that way.” Her heart had stopped beating. It was over, all over. She needed to fuck on a regular basis. Teasing and making her wait and beg for it, maybe that was fine for a few minutes when they were naked and rolling around, but she wasn’t going to be able to go without sex for more than a day or two. 

It was over. She wouldn’t be chaste for him.

“You’re not understanding,” he said. “I’m the one who goes without sex. Not you.”

That was something different.

“Have you ever seen that episode of Friends where Ross tries his ex-wife’s breast milk?” Kyleen asked.

 

 

Chapter 1

 

Dennis sat on the chair in the corner of the room; he was naked but for a pair of panties. He wasn’t ashamed to wear the pink lace underwear that would have been more appropriate on a woman. He was proud to wear it.

Kyleen was kneeling in front of the bed. It was like the bed of any other hotel room. They had spent more time in generic hotel rooms than Dennis could keep track of. Rarely did they use the rooms for anything other than sex. Half the time they paid for a night and left after a few hours. It seemed a waste, but that wasn’t the point.

She was still wearing her panties and bra. They matched each other and matched the panties that Dennis was wearing. Only the man sitting on the edge of the bed was completely naked. They had met him in person only an hour earlier. They had been texting him for a few weeks. The meeting had gone well so they invited him up to the room they had reserved for this reason.

Dennis judged that Mel was maybe in his mid-twenties, so he hadn’t lied on the meet-up app. That would make Mel about a decade younger than him and Kyleen. Dennis was fine with that. Kyleen deserved handsome, young, competent lovers.

Her head was bobbing eagerly up and down on Mel’s large cock. Dennis never ceased to be amazed at her fellatio skills. While Mel wasn’t hiding a monster in his pants, it was proudly erect and proudly large. Unlike Dennis, Mel had nothing to be ashamed of when he took off his clothes. He had been eager to strip down the moment the trio walked into the room. 

Dennis didn’t blame him. Mel knew fucking Kyleen was assured as long as he didn’t come off as an asshole.

“Oh...fuck,” he moaned as Kyleen went all the way down on him, letting his cock go all the way into her throat. Her nose rested on his pubic bone. Most of his pubic hair had been trimmed away, so Kyleen didn’t mind doing this one little trick. 

She turned her head a bit and looked up at him, momentarily locking eyes before changing her focus to look at Dennis. Withdrawing Mel’s cock from her mouth, she ran her tongue along the underside making him shiver a bit as she sucked away the droplet of precum that was seeping out of his dick slit.

“Did you like that?” she asked.

Mel was unable to answer her right away. Sucking on his cockhead had shut down the speech function of his brain. That turned out to be a good thing because she was looking at her partner, Dennis, who was staring intently at the two on the bed.

He eagerly nodded his head. “Uh-huh.”

Mel swallowed and said nothing. They had done some negotiations beforehand and they had told him he was there as a plaything for Kyleen. Dennis would be watching. 

He had agreed and was happy to go along with it. Kyleen was beautiful, even if she had unfashionable short brown hair. Her tits were borderline huge and her ass, the little opportunity he had to check it out, matched her chest like the couple’s panties matched each other.

“Want me to go all the way?”

Again the question wasn’t directed at Mel. It was directed at Dennis.

The cuckolded man nodded with enthusiasm, much to Mel’s relief. He couldn’t imagine driving home with a case of blue balls that Kyleen was on the edge of giving him.

Standing up, Kyleen reached behind her back and smoothly unhooked her bra, but she turned around before revealing her tits to Mel. Even as she turned around, she bent over, aiming her ass directly at Mel’s face. He was transfixed by the view. The thin, semi-sheer lace both obscured and hid her pussy from his view.

While he was distracted Kyleen was digging about in her purse. It only took her a second to find the package of condoms, pull one out and open it up. She turned around just was Mel was reaching out to touch her semi-hidden ass. 

He quickly pulled his hand back. Both Dennis and Kyleen saw the gesture but said nothing. It was allowable by agreement between the couple, but they hadn’t told Mel that. They were keeping him in the dark as much as possible.

It was more fun that way.

Mel got a quick view of Kyleen’s full tits before she went back down on her knees, grabbed his cock, and started rolling the condom on it. Condoms hadn’t been discussed, but he didn’t protest.

If he had the couple would have walked out on him.

It went on easily enough. Kyleen had brought along two sizes of condoms. Sometimes guys bragged about their size and then when the time came, turned out to be mostly talk.

That wasn’t the case with Mel at all.

“Move back,” Kyleen said, standing up and savoring his gaze on her tits. They were swollen in anticipation but weren’t dripping. Not yet.

Mel scrambled back on the bed, his hard cock almost getting in the way.

“I’m going to ride you,” she informed him as she pulled her panties down. Both Dennis and Mel watched her. The lace briefly clung to her wet and swollen labia, shaved bare. Mel was happy to see the older woman sported a neat triangle above her pussy. Completely smooth was fine, but made some women look too young for his taste. Mel liked a little bit of decoration.

Neither Dennis or Kyleen cared about his opinion on her body.

Dennis watched his girlfriend’s hanging tits and rounded ass as she crawled up Mel’s body, grabbed his large cock, and fitted it between her legs.

It should have been mind-blowing for him to see the woman he loved about to commit an act of physical adultery in front of him. 

It wasn’t. 

He had seen her do this before.

His cock stirred inside the firm silicone chastity cage he was wearing inside his panties. Seeing Kyleen having sex with another man wasn’t enough to get him hard, not now. He had seen this too many times for it to be enough. 

He adjusted his caged cock through the panties he wore. Man panties. They were of a style and color that would be more appropriate on a woman, but had a small pouch in the front to accommodate his cock and cage. Dennis wasn’t into crossdressing but Kyleen liked to feminize and humiliate him when they were having sex with another man. It put him in his place. It made the other man realize that Dennis was playing the submissive role. 

Dennis would never admit it to Kyleen, but he loved the feel of the lace and satin panties she made him wear.

He also thought he looked good in them.

Kyleen lowered herself down on Mel’s large cock. It took her a couple of attempts to get it all the way in, even with her easily lubricated pussy.

Dennis had seen this a hundred times before. 

Well, maybe not a hundred. At the moment he couldn’t remember exactly how many men he had watched Kyleen fuck in front of him. Certainly more than a dozen. Was it more than twenty? That seemed reasonable. Had they hit fifty yet? They couldn’t have hit fifty yet.

Kyleen fulled seated herself on Mel’s hips. His cock was deep inside her. Looking sideways at Dennis she gave him her most lascivious smile and wiggled her ass for his pleasure. He liked to see her muscular ass moving up and down and sideways. They had cemented their semi-demented relationship in the gym and on the running trail. Maybe they spent too much time maintaining their bodies, but it paid off. They were able to attract the sort of extra partners they both wanted her to fuck because of it.

She saw his hand on his caged cock and her smile went from lusty to amused. 

“Trying to jerk off?” she asked him.

“Just making things more comfortable,” he replied.

Kyleen didn’t bother continuing the conversation. She wasn’t interested in Dennis’s currently useless cock. She wanted to ride Mel’s cock and get herself off.

That’s exactly what she started to do. Her hips went up and down. Dennis leaned back and saw Mel’s cock momentarily exposed as her pussy slid up the length of hard flesh before slamming back down. The slap of flesh on flesh did cause a thrill to run down his spine and into his trapped cock.

He knew he’d have to wait. It was torture, but it was the sort of torture he was willing to go through.

Mel’s hands moved all over Kyleen’s body. She didn’t object. At first it was just her hips and ass, but he became emboldened and started feeling her firm upper arms and neck and then her face. She didn’t mind his strong hands on her face, but it did nothing for her.

But then he moved his hands down to her tits and she momentarily paused in the athletic display on driving her hips up and down on him. 

It wasn’t that she hated her tits played with. No, it was the opposite. 

But they hadn’t told Mel about her little secret. 

This was a point of contention between Dennis and Kyleen. He took the position that they should reveal all before going to bed with a new lover. She said no because she liked to reveal her little secret as a surprise during sex. Dennis could have argued and objected, but it wouldn’t get him anywhere. So they went with the sudden reveal with almost all of their third partners.

“You like tits?” Kyleen asked Mel as he caressed and then lightly pinched her nipples. That caused her pussy to quiver on his cock and her eyes to close as she savored the sensation.

“I love tits,” Mel grunted. “What real man doesn’t?” His eyes briefly flicked over at Dennis. The implication was obvious but both Kyleen and Dennis ignored it. They knew the score and his veiled insult didn’t bother either of them.

She lifted her hands off Mel’s muscular shoulders to push aside his hands from her tits. She squeezed the small globes of flesh and pinched her nipples just hard enough to make Mel think that perhaps the freaky couple he had hooked up with was a little more freaky than he had first guessed. That didn’t bother him. He wouldn’t mind a little spanking or rough sex...if that’s what she was into.

“They used to be smaller,” she told him as she let go of her tits and planted her hands on his shoulders again. “Fuck me. Fuck me hard.”

Mel could do that. He wondered what she meant about her tits being smaller. She wasn’t fat, so that hadn’t added to their volume. They weren’t that big, but were a nice handful for him. They weren’t fake either; he had been with women who had fake tits. Hers were real. 

Her tits were right above his muscular chest, the nipples just barely grazing his skin. He grabbed her hips and held her in place while he bounced his ass off the mattress, slamming his body into hers, driving his cock deep into her pussy.

She grunted with each impact. Each time he thrusted upwards the sound was like a slap across her face. It caused a thrill of pleasure to originate from her clit and spread through her body and coalesce in her tits. 

Kyleen’s breathing became rapid and shallow. It wasn’t going to take much more effort to make her cum. Still, she pushed the little death away. There was no way she was going to cum too soon. Kyleen had never had trouble getting herself off, but she had discovered that the longer she delayed orgasm, the more powerful it was when she actually came.

The real trick was not holding off so long that her new lover came first and couldn’t satisfy her. That had disappointed her more than once and she actually had to resort to Dennis’s cock to finish.

There was another reason she wanted to hold off as long as possible. She didn’t tell Mel the reason. He’d find out soon enough.

She wanted his mouth on her tits. Or Dennis’s mouth. Either man would do. She just wanted her nipples sucked. They were screaming out for attention. Her normally light brown nipples had hardened from the sex and the desire and the anticipation. They turned from light brown to dark brown. The areola had wrinkled up. She knew all the normal responses of her body and knew it was going to happen when she came, but she needed to hold off just a little longer.

Dennis was watching her intently. He knew what was going to happen. He wanted to warn Mel and at the same time he remained silent. As much as he knew not warning the other man was wrong, seeing his reaction would tell him and Kyleen everything they needed to know about Mel and whether or not they’d fuck him again.

Once more Dennis adjusted his cock inside his panties, trying to make the flesh more comfortable. His cock was responding to his girlfriend’s show, just like he knew it would. The firm silicone pressed in on his flesh and prevented him from truly getting hard. He wanted it off and at the same time he wanted to remain safely inside the cage forever. 

The key was in Kyleen’s purse. He knew that. He knew he could dig through her purse and free his cock and do what he wanted with it, but that was against the rules of the game. 

He was afraid of the punishment she would give him if he even dared voice that desire.

If he was good he would get his reward. He just had to wait. And be good.

Between her moans and heavy breathing Kyleen let out a squeak of pleasure. It wasn’t very loud, but Dennis knew her time was at hand. He just needed to hold out a little longer.

Mel continued to thrust up into her, but Kyleen was bringing her hips down in time with his rhythm, increasing the force of each thrust. They fucked together beautifully even if it was their first time. They both knew what they wanted and it meshed together perfectly. 

“I’m gonna...I’m gonna…” Kyleen started to warn her young lover.

“Cum,” he encouraged her. “Cum you slut!”

The insult should have stung. It didn’t. It was exactly what Kyleen needed.

She came.

A blossom of warmth spread through her whole body. She recognized when it was going to be a good orgasm and it was going to be a great one and that meant the inevitable.

Her tits got hot. They always did when she came. There was no way to prevent the autolactation that happened to her during orgasm. 

Kyleen leaned back, displaying her body and tits to him, glorying in the way his cock filled her pussy. In leaning back her nipples sprayed her milk all over Mel’s body and the bed sheet underneath him.

At first Mel didn’t realize what was happening. He was on the verge of orgasm himself and he wanted to hold back as long as possible as well. When she went back it changed the angle of his cock and he didn’t want to risk continuing to thrust upward and so simply paused in his activity. He’d get it back when she was done cumming. After her climax had passed he’d flip her over onto her back and really slam it into her and make her cry out with every thrust. That was the way that Mel really liked to fuck.

And then he felt the moisture. It confused him for a second. The dim light of the hotel room wasn’t conducive to fine details. Seeing the fine spray of milk from Kyleen’s tits was almost impossible, but once he realized it was happening, he could see the multiple streams of white milk arching upward into the air and then landing on him and the bed.

Mel tried to scramble backwards to get out of the range of fire, but he was already on his back and Kyleen was all but pinning him in place with her body. She had wrapped her legs around his thighs, holding them both in place. He didn’t know what to do so he grabbed her tits and prevented more milk from hitting him in the face and chest.

His palms immediately got wet. He could feel the milk continue to pump out of her tits.

Never before had this happened to him. What type of woman just had milk erupt from her tits? That wasn’t normal. Was she pregnant? Why would a pregnant woman fuck him while her husband or boyfriend watched? Was something wrong with her physically? Emotionally? It was fucked up.

Since he didn’t know how to react, he just held onto her tits until her orgasm had run out to its completion and she leaned forward to kiss him.

He was strong enough to hold her up in place. His cock was still hard and in her pussy but she seemed both relieved and happy like any woman who had just had an orgasm.

“What was that?” he blurted out, not knowing what else to say.

“What was what?” she asked innocently.

“Your tits!” he exclaimed and pulled one hand away to display the milk. It dripped from his hand. It dripped from her nipple and off the bottom of her breast.

“Just a little milk,” she told him. “That happens when I cum.” She grabbed his hand and licked the palm, removing the milk. He liked the feel of her warm, wet tongue on his hand, but the milk was too much for him.

“That’s fucking weird,” he said, pushing her away gently. 

Kyleen kept her legs locked around his thighs. He was definitely stronger than her but he wasn’t going to push or shove or hit a woman. He had been raised correctly and while it was one thing to violate some social norms to fuck a woman in front of her boyfriend, it was wrong in every way possible to assault her.

“What’s the matter,” asked Dennis as he sat on the edge of the bed and caressed one of Kyleen’s still dripping tits.

“Nothing,” she said. “Mel’s just a little...surprised he made me cum so hard that he fucked the milk right out of me.”

Mel froze. He had all but forgotten that Dennis was there. The man was a little older than him, and even if he wore that weird cock cage and girly panties, he was easily as strong and big as Mel. The last thing Mel wanted was a fight. He had met them for a fuck, not a fight.

Dennis nodded at Kyleen’s words and then, to Mel’s further amazement, he lowered his head and sucked on one of Kyleen’s nipples. Mel’s eyes bulged. He couldn’t believe what he was seeing.

Dennis sucking on Kyleen’s nipple seemed to tighten her pussy on Mel’s cock. The last thing he wanted was to go home with blue balls. 

There was only one thing to do: close his eyes and make the best of the situation by finishing inside of Kyleen’s pussy and then getting the hell out of there.

She was still riding him so he grabbed her hips and held her in place was giving her the best upward dicking that he could summon up. He even went so far as to force the scene he had just witnessed out of his mind and whipped up his usual fantasy of three people on their knees worshiping his cock: one on his dick, one sucking his balls, and one shoving a tongue up his asshole.

It wasn’t very creative but it got him off and the feel of his ejaculate erupting inside Kyleen was the relief he needed. It was a second later that he felt the warmth of his cum pooling at the end of his cock, caught by the condom. A second after that he remembered where he was and opened his eyes.

Kyleen was grinning happily down at him. Automatically his eyes went to her tits. They had a slight sheen to them from moisture, maybe from Dennis’s saliva and maybe from her milk.

Just the thought of her milk spraying forth from her tits was enough to make his cock shrivel up faster than normal after orgasm.

“You came really hard,” she told him.

Dennis was eyeing him as well. Mel then remembered all the innuendo and implied suggestions of what might happen. He was no longer eager to explore that. He had been one hundred percent interested, but that was before he came. 

Before he could answer her or say anything to Dennis, Mel’s cock slipped free from Kyleen’s pussy with a wet plop. 

“Let me go take care of the condom,” he said, gently pushing Kyleen off his body and scrambling off the bed to dash to the bathroom.

Inside the bathroom he locked the door, yanked off the condom that was barely clinging to his now completely flaccid and most definitely completely shriveled up cock and tossed it in the toilet. Taking the opportunity he pissed on top of the condom while gathering his thoughts. He eventually had to come out of the bathroom, but what then?

Back in the bedroom portion of the hotel room, Kyleen and Dennis looked at each other. 

“Well?” asked Kyleen softly. She didn’t want their guest to overhear her and be driven off.

“Well what?” asked Dennis.

“What do you want to do?” she asked, almost hissing now. They heard the toilet flush and then the water run from the sink’s faucet.

“I want to wait for him to come out of the bathroom.”

“And then what?”

“We can’t force him to do anything.”

“I’m not finished yet. Are you?”

Together they looked down at his blue panties and the pink cage he wore on his cock. They both knew what they wanted, but it depended on Mel.

Before they could discuss the matter further, the bathroom door flew open and Mel dashed out. He practically dove for the pile of his clothes near the end of the bed. His underwear was on top and he yanked those on first before grabbing his jeans and pulling them on as well.

“What are you doing?” asked Kyleen.

His answer was rushed and obviously well-rehearsed. “I’m sorry. This wasn’t exactly what I was looking for. Sorry. I’m so sorry.” It was an apology, but not much of one. He didn’t even bother to put on his shirt or shoes. He had the sneakers in one hand and the shirt in the other as he dashed to the hotel door where he fumbled about a bit, trying to hold the articles of clothing he hadn’t bothered to put on while trying to manipulate the door handle at the same time. 

He would have saved time if he had just put on the shirt or dropped the shoes. 

Eventually he got it open and dashed out into the hallway. He disappeared around the corner and the door slowly closed behind him, leaving Kyleen and Dennis by themselves.

“That’s the quickest exist we’ve seen in a while,” said Kyleen. “Maybe he wasn’t bi,” she suggested.

“Maybe he was freaked out by your milk,” replied Dennis.

“Let’s not start an argument.”

“You said that if he was going to suck me off, you’d let me out of the cage,” said Dennis sourly.

“Did you really want that?” she teased him.

“Yes,” he insisted. It had been a month since he had had a real orgasm.

It wasn’t going to happen tonight.

“I’ll give you a blowjob,” Kyleen offered.

Dennis sucked in a big breath and tried to focus himself. His cock was still slightly swollen inside the cage. He wanted it off so he could cum. What he had really wanted was to watch Mel give him a blowjob; getting one from his girlfriend wasn’t exactly the same. 

“It’s not the same coming from you,” he said.

Kyleen was offended, but tried not to let it show. “Why not? I’ve blown you lots of times.”

“That’s the point,” he said. “I wanted it from someone new.”

“And from a man?” 

“Maybe that too.”

“Maybe I want to give you a blowjob,” she said. “It’s been a while. I love the taste of your cum.”

“Now I know that you’re lying.”

Kyleen licked her lips. She was still turned on from her short, hard fuck with Mel. She wanted at least one more orgasm. Maybe a bunch more. It depended on Dennis’s endurance. It had been a month since he had been released from his cage so as soon as she unlocked him, it would be a matter of seconds, not minutes, before he came. There was a way around that.

“Why would you think I’m lying. I’ll give you a nice blowjob and then we’ll have a nice fuck when you’re relaxed.”

“You think I’ll cum too fast?”

“Of course not.” She caressed his cock through his panties and his cage. He could feel her hand, but the sensation was muted. “But I need something else first.”

He sighed. “I know what that is.”

Leaning back, Kyleen indicated her tits. “They’re still full. Mel was useless when it came to knowing what to do with a woman’s boobs. You however, my dear, know exactly what these girls need.”

“You just want me to nurse from you to make you cum.”

“You know me so well,” she said. “That’s why I love you.”

“Is that what we have?” he asked. “Love?”

“I don’t know why else I’d put up with you for two years if that wasn’t the case.”

He allowed her to draw him down to a lying position. She propped herself up on a pile of pillows against the headboard. He was lying almost perpendicular to her body, partly held by her arms and partly supported by a few extra pillows as well. It was a cuddling position they had used many times before and imitated the posture a woman would have with a nursing baby.

His lips sought out her nipple and latched on. It was an automatic response after having done this too many times to count. As soon as he started nursing they both relaxed. It was a strange sort of sex, but enjoyable regardless. Her body reflexively let down her milk as he started nursing. 

Some couples gave foot massages to relax and enjoy each other’s company. Kyleen and Dennis nursed. 

He complained about it, but the truth was he enjoyed it more than he let on. It brought them close. He doubted they would have been together this long if not for her lactation. It was weird at first, but he learned to enjoy the flavor of her milk. It was light and sweet. When she had told him her kink was lactating for sexual pleasure, he had been certain that she was kidding. 

He couldn’t have been more wrong.