A Need To Nurse : Daddy’s Cream 4

My ex-boyfriend and I used to do all manner of kinky things in the bedroom, but by far my favorite was breast-feeding.  I just can’t describe how good it felt.  Now that he’s gone I’m longing for that same sensation, but with no man in sight the only option is my Daddy!  But he’d never do that … would he?!

Read An Excerpt

“That’s good, Daddy,” I encouraged, scrunching his hair in my fingers.  All at once I felt that same familiar feeling and the release was incredible.  My pussy began to ache and my love for Daddy blossomed.  Slowly, I began to flow.

He sucked hard on my tits and squeezed them, sending the first drop of nectar into his hungry mouth.  After the initial burst he pulled off and rolled the liquid around his tongue.  When my eyes opened he was staring at me with a curious look.

“What is it?” I asked, concerned.

“It tastes … amazing,” he said with a smile, quickly returning to my tits.  Daddy fondled and sucked them like a pro and my nipples responded by sending sprinkles of milk down his throat.

Daddy sucked and gulped heartily and as he did so I watched as he became more aroused.  At first he writhed on the sofa but soon he was straddling my leg and I could feel his cock swelling beneath his jeans.

As he drained the nectar from me I felt his erection begin to stretch out in his pants and I knew it would be wrong of me to not tend to his needs too.

I didn’t say a word, but as Daddy continued to feed from my bountiful tits I began to rub at his leg, getting closer and closer to the bulge beneath.

He straddled me completely now, his legs either side and using both hands to push my tits together and angle the nipples towards his face.  I watched him, surprised and turned on by his careful licks and bites on my nipple as he assumed the role perfectly.

I started to unbutton his shirt and as I reached the bottom button he helped finish and pulled it off his shoulders, rising in front of me on his knees.

His pecs were impressive and his body was trim and inviting.  Below his belted waist I could see his hard cock, bound beneath his pants and waiting to be touched.

He enveloped my nipple with his mouth as he returned to my bosom, groping and squeezing out the milk as though he’d done this a thousand times.

I searched my hand down his body and went straight for his cock, squeezing the hard cylinder beneath his pants and listening as Daddy moaned on to my tits.

The vibrations of his groans sent another charge through me and I sucked a deep breath through my teeth, moving so I could get a better feel of his cock.

I began to unbuckle his belt with little protestation, slipping it through the loops and returning to his fly.  Before long I could see his tight boxer shorts keeping his dick close to him as it pushed through the aperture.

I touched it again and got a better picture of it now.  As I ran my fingers down his length I marveled at its size.  Daddy continued to suck on my big tits and the milk was running off his chin and landing in specks across my midriff.

Finally he pulled away from me, standing up off the sofa and dropping his jeans and his boxer-shorts in one quick motion.

**********