dystracted
worship my breasts, pls..
- Joined
- Mar 20, 2013
- Posts
- 2,651
Male breast fantasies
- Thread starter Maleboobs
- Start date
arousing surprise
It's evening, I read a book, sitting on the couch.
My wife, well knowing about the erotic hypersensitivity of my breasts, even though it doesn't play a major role in our sex life, comes over, a smile on her face.
She sits close to me, takes the book from my hand, and when I look questioningly at her, just whispers 'Shhhhh'.
Then she puts a pillow on my lap, unbuttons my shirt completely and lays back on the pillow.
I am speachless.
'Bend forward, please'
I do as told. My breasts are now seductively swaying above her head.
Knowing what's ahead makes my nips harden already before they are even touched.
'a bit more down...' she murmurs.
So I lower my breasts to her face. She begins to slowly lick around my right nip, then let her tongue touch it gently. My breast twitches.
Her hands reach up and begin to slowly knead and massage my other breast.
I stiffle a moan.
'You like that a lot, don't you' she whispers.
'Oh my yeah...'
Now she closes her lips around my nip and starts to slowly suckle it, rather gently at first, and not letting go of the other breast.
Looking down and watching her suckling and fondling my boobs is almost too much for me, fighting back a building climax.
It's evening, I read a book, sitting on the couch.
My wife, well knowing about the erotic hypersensitivity of my breasts, even though it doesn't play a major role in our sex life, comes over, a smile on her face.
She sits close to me, takes the book from my hand, and when I look questioningly at her, just whispers 'Shhhhh'.
Then she puts a pillow on my lap, unbuttons my shirt completely and lays back on the pillow.
I am speachless.
'Bend forward, please'
I do as told. My breasts are now seductively swaying above her head.
Knowing what's ahead makes my nips harden already before they are even touched.
'a bit more down...' she murmurs.
So I lower my breasts to her face. She begins to slowly lick around my right nip, then let her tongue touch it gently. My breast twitches.
Her hands reach up and begin to slowly knead and massage my other breast.
I stiffle a moan.
'You like that a lot, don't you' she whispers.
'Oh my yeah...'
Now she closes her lips around my nip and starts to slowly suckle it, rather gently at first, and not letting go of the other breast.
Looking down and watching her suckling and fondling my boobs is almost too much for me, fighting back a building climax.
dystracted
worship my breasts, pls..
- Joined
- Mar 20, 2013
- Posts
- 2,651
nursing fantasy con'd again
On the next day mom was out and just out of curiosity I searched her bedside table. Surprise. A stone-shaped curved vibrator. I couldn't resist to turn it on. Apparently it had several degrees of intensity and on full blast it was awsome.
I tried it on my breast and nip, which became electrified immediately.
Assuming mom wouldn't miss it anytime soon, I took it to my room and played with it on my breasts. Of course it was entirely different from getting massaged, creamed or suckled, but it was arousing nevertheless.
All of a sudden mom stodd at the door. But instead of being angry she just smiled and said 'Naughty boy...now you know mommys secret.'
I blushed and didn't know what to say.
'Wait, I have an idea...' with that she went to her bedroom and came back with a sportsbra. 'Would you put it on?'
Still speechless I took off my shirt, and the she helped me putting the bra on. Because of its elastic fabric it did fit surprisingly well.
'Mhh, nice..'she murmured. 'But mom, why that? I am not, well, into such things...'
Instead of answering she took the vibrator, switched it on and placed it into the bra below my right breast. The vibrations were strong and my nip started to react at once.
'Good, isn't it?'
I moaned, still blushing with embarrassment.
Mom giggelt 'this might put your sweet little boobies into the right mood for later, you know what I mean, don't you?'
Oh my yes, I knew and couldn't wait for it.
On the next day mom was out and just out of curiosity I searched her bedside table. Surprise. A stone-shaped curved vibrator. I couldn't resist to turn it on. Apparently it had several degrees of intensity and on full blast it was awsome.
I tried it on my breast and nip, which became electrified immediately.
Assuming mom wouldn't miss it anytime soon, I took it to my room and played with it on my breasts. Of course it was entirely different from getting massaged, creamed or suckled, but it was arousing nevertheless.
All of a sudden mom stodd at the door. But instead of being angry she just smiled and said 'Naughty boy...now you know mommys secret.'
I blushed and didn't know what to say.
'Wait, I have an idea...' with that she went to her bedroom and came back with a sportsbra. 'Would you put it on?'
Still speechless I took off my shirt, and the she helped me putting the bra on. Because of its elastic fabric it did fit surprisingly well.
'Mhh, nice..'she murmured. 'But mom, why that? I am not, well, into such things...'
Instead of answering she took the vibrator, switched it on and placed it into the bra below my right breast. The vibrations were strong and my nip started to react at once.
'Good, isn't it?'
I moaned, still blushing with embarrassment.
Mom giggelt 'this might put your sweet little boobies into the right mood for later, you know what I mean, don't you?'
Oh my yes, I knew and couldn't wait for it.
Last edited:
nursing fantasy con'd again
During the day I kept the bra on and let my little, but growing breasts being caressed until I had to recharge the vibrator.
I was in constant state of mild arousal and was anxious that perhaps later I might be too aroused to stand mommys suckling for sufficiently long.
But she must have guessed it, because instead of inviting me to the couch with a pillow on my lap, she asked me to the bathroom, where she had prepared an oilbath.
I knew what it would do to my skin. My breasts would become all soft and creamy and slippery and hypersensitive.
She made sure to generate some foam with the showerhead, then asked me to go in.
Even with our mutual suckling I had become shy to be naked in her presence. Sensing that she said 'I'll be right back'
So I slided into the hot water and enjoyed the oil softening my skin. My palms distributed it over my breasts and I felt becoming hard under the foam.
When mom came back, she had something in her hand that lloked like kind of a showerhead.
Without a word she unscrewed the old one and put on the new one.
Then she turned on the warm water again and said 'this a device for a watermassage, specially designed, well, more for women to massage their breasts and eventually strengthen the skin, who knows.'
Then she bent down and applied the head ober my left breast. I gasped, because there was a pulsating jetstream wandering over my breast and nip.
'I'll leave you alone and play with it as long as you like.'
Then she left, but left the door a bit open.
Oh and I did play...it was fascinating and one could adjust the intensity and angle of the jet, more central upon the nip only or wide to cover the whole breast.
I massaged both of my breasts and caressed the other one with my oil-slippery free hand.
Since I didn't know what else mommy had in store for this evening, I tried not to come, but it was difficult.
I became so absorbed in it that I did only notice after a while that mommy was secretely watching me through the half-opened door, but pretended not to notice. It even enhanced my arousal in a way, made the game more of a taboo thing.
When the water started to reach the top of the tub, I turned off the water, left the tub, tried to hide my erection as good as I could and dried myself.
What would come next?
***
During the day I kept the bra on and let my little, but growing breasts being caressed until I had to recharge the vibrator.
I was in constant state of mild arousal and was anxious that perhaps later I might be too aroused to stand mommys suckling for sufficiently long.
But she must have guessed it, because instead of inviting me to the couch with a pillow on my lap, she asked me to the bathroom, where she had prepared an oilbath.
I knew what it would do to my skin. My breasts would become all soft and creamy and slippery and hypersensitive.
She made sure to generate some foam with the showerhead, then asked me to go in.
Even with our mutual suckling I had become shy to be naked in her presence. Sensing that she said 'I'll be right back'
So I slided into the hot water and enjoyed the oil softening my skin. My palms distributed it over my breasts and I felt becoming hard under the foam.
When mom came back, she had something in her hand that lloked like kind of a showerhead.
Without a word she unscrewed the old one and put on the new one.
Then she turned on the warm water again and said 'this a device for a watermassage, specially designed, well, more for women to massage their breasts and eventually strengthen the skin, who knows.'
Then she bent down and applied the head ober my left breast. I gasped, because there was a pulsating jetstream wandering over my breast and nip.
'I'll leave you alone and play with it as long as you like.'
Then she left, but left the door a bit open.
Oh and I did play...it was fascinating and one could adjust the intensity and angle of the jet, more central upon the nip only or wide to cover the whole breast.
I massaged both of my breasts and caressed the other one with my oil-slippery free hand.
Since I didn't know what else mommy had in store for this evening, I tried not to come, but it was difficult.
I became so absorbed in it that I did only notice after a while that mommy was secretely watching me through the half-opened door, but pretended not to notice. It even enhanced my arousal in a way, made the game more of a taboo thing.
When the water started to reach the top of the tub, I turned off the water, left the tub, tried to hide my erection as good as I could and dried myself.
What would come next?
***
nursing fantasy con'd again
Mom called from the living room 'don't drain the tub, water is still hot, isn't? No reason to waist it...I'll have a bath too.'
'Ok' I replied. In the bathroom there were several different lotions and creams, and I chose one particularly nice smelling and applied a generous measure to my breasts, making them even softer and my nips even more sensitive. Because it was getting late, I only slipped into my bathrobe and went to the living room.
'Hi, did you enjoy the massage?' she asked.
'Oh, well, yes' I stammered, blushing.
'Well, perhaps I'll give it a try too.' When she passed by she added 'Mhhh, you smell nice' and smiled.
With that she went to her bed room close to the bathroom.
I sat down and listened.
Apparently she lowered the water level and then I heart the splashing sound of her entering the tub.
I desparately wanted to have a look and sneaked barfooted towards the bathroom.
Since I heard the jet going already, she wasn't supposed to hear me anyway.
The door wasn't completely closed, so I could peek through without her noticing.
I could only get a glimpse of her upper body, but it was apparent she had the showerhead glued to her right breast and enjoyed the pulsations with eyes closed. Mhhh
Suddenly she moved it away and its sound became more subdued...her hand instead massaged her breast now and she began to moan softly. Where was that showerhead? But I had an idea already and it caused an intense tingling in my groin. She became restless pretty fast and opened her mouth, but stiffled a louder moan. Her hand was frantic now and all of a sudden it squeezed her boob forcefully. And she was biting her lips now.
Oh mom, what are you doing. But I guessed I knew.
She took a deep breath and turned off the showerhead. I tiptoed back into the livingroom. I wasn't sure, but what if she left the bathroom door deliberately open to give me the oppertunity to watch and listen?
So naughty, and so arousing.
After some minutes she came back, wearing a silk nightgown, and was beaming with flushed cheeks.
'Not bad, that device...but now I tried it, I guess my milky breasts need some relief...'
Having said that she took her usual position and patted on the pillow on her lap...'Come over baby and have your nightcup'
I was too happy to obey.
Apparently the bath had make her more sensitive than ever, which was no real surprise given the scene I witnessed. As soon as I started to suckle her she started to wince and moan.
I drank greedily and was content to rest on her motherly breasts. When I switched to the other breast she was already about to climax.
'Oh baby...mhhh...mommy loves what you do' she moaned.
When I intensified my suckling, she went over the edge with loud cry.
I withdrew and sat upright.
She sighed exhausted and said 'enough for today, don't you think? Let's get some sleep.'
With that we retreated to our rooms.
I was tired and drifted off in seconds.
Mom called from the living room 'don't drain the tub, water is still hot, isn't? No reason to waist it...I'll have a bath too.'
'Ok' I replied. In the bathroom there were several different lotions and creams, and I chose one particularly nice smelling and applied a generous measure to my breasts, making them even softer and my nips even more sensitive. Because it was getting late, I only slipped into my bathrobe and went to the living room.
'Hi, did you enjoy the massage?' she asked.
'Oh, well, yes' I stammered, blushing.
'Well, perhaps I'll give it a try too.' When she passed by she added 'Mhhh, you smell nice' and smiled.
With that she went to her bed room close to the bathroom.
I sat down and listened.
Apparently she lowered the water level and then I heart the splashing sound of her entering the tub.
I desparately wanted to have a look and sneaked barfooted towards the bathroom.
Since I heard the jet going already, she wasn't supposed to hear me anyway.
The door wasn't completely closed, so I could peek through without her noticing.
I could only get a glimpse of her upper body, but it was apparent she had the showerhead glued to her right breast and enjoyed the pulsations with eyes closed. Mhhh
Suddenly she moved it away and its sound became more subdued...her hand instead massaged her breast now and she began to moan softly. Where was that showerhead? But I had an idea already and it caused an intense tingling in my groin. She became restless pretty fast and opened her mouth, but stiffled a louder moan. Her hand was frantic now and all of a sudden it squeezed her boob forcefully. And she was biting her lips now.
Oh mom, what are you doing. But I guessed I knew.
She took a deep breath and turned off the showerhead. I tiptoed back into the livingroom. I wasn't sure, but what if she left the bathroom door deliberately open to give me the oppertunity to watch and listen?
So naughty, and so arousing.
After some minutes she came back, wearing a silk nightgown, and was beaming with flushed cheeks.
'Not bad, that device...but now I tried it, I guess my milky breasts need some relief...'
Having said that she took her usual position and patted on the pillow on her lap...'Come over baby and have your nightcup'
I was too happy to obey.
Apparently the bath had make her more sensitive than ever, which was no real surprise given the scene I witnessed. As soon as I started to suckle her she started to wince and moan.
I drank greedily and was content to rest on her motherly breasts. When I switched to the other breast she was already about to climax.
'Oh baby...mhhh...mommy loves what you do' she moaned.
When I intensified my suckling, she went over the edge with loud cry.
I withdrew and sat upright.
She sighed exhausted and said 'enough for today, don't you think? Let's get some sleep.'
With that we retreated to our rooms.
I was tired and drifted off in seconds.
Last edited:
nursing fantasy con'd again
Later I kind of dreamed of my breasts being gently massaged, and after a minute or so realized they were.
Laying on my side with my breasts squeezed together I felt a soft and warm hand cupping my upper breast from behind, gently massaging it.
Mom must have sneaked into my bedroom and then into my bed without waking me.
Her hand and my breast felt oily and slippery, which made the sensation even more arousing. She was making rather slow movements and her palm was gliding smoothly over my breast and nip. Because of my position my blossoming breasts were close together and felt fuller than usual.
I pretended to sleep on, but couldn't avoid some twitching of my breast under her touch, which she noticed, of course. Now her hand was wandering down to my left breast, which responded immediately too.
I wondered how I might manage to turn around and still pretend to be asleep. So I stirred somewhat like everybody does while sleeping, then simply turned around and by this brushing away her hand.
Now in the same position as before I was facing her. It was pitchdark, so I couldn't see what she was doing.
There was some movement and then I realized that she had slipped down.
Now I felt her warm breath on my right nip and realized that my cock had become rockhard and was brushing against her breast. Nothing I could do against it.
Again some movement and my cock now was securely stowed away between her full breasts. OMG...
Her warm lips now closed around my right nip, ever so slowly and gently. For a while nothing else happened. Perhaps she wanted to make sure I was sound asleep, even though my hardness betrayed me. But then a hard-on during sleep happens, doesn't it?
I tried to breath deeply and slowly like we do being sleeping.
Mom now started to suckle my breast in kind-of slow-motion, which was extremely arousing regardless.
I couldn't help but moan softly.
She stopped for a moment and murmured 'Sleep on...'
'Mhhhh' was my muffled response.
She took the other nip now, which due to my recent breastgrowth and my position was rather close to the other one.
Apparently she realized this, used both hands to cup my breasts from both sides and managed to get both of my nips into her mouth.
That clearly was too much for me, I was close now.
No further pretending possible. Since my hands were down there and close to her breasts and my buried dick, I took it and began to let it slide over her nips, making them slippery with precum.
While still suckling my breasts she moaned.
'Oh mom...may I? May I come on your breasts?'
Instead of answering she intensified her suckling and drove me over the edge. I wiggled my exploding cock frantically over her breasts and nips, which made her moan again.
When my climax subsided she murmured 'Now I'll let you sleep. You need it. We both do.'
With that she slipped out of my bed and my room.
***
Later I kind of dreamed of my breasts being gently massaged, and after a minute or so realized they were.
Laying on my side with my breasts squeezed together I felt a soft and warm hand cupping my upper breast from behind, gently massaging it.
Mom must have sneaked into my bedroom and then into my bed without waking me.
Her hand and my breast felt oily and slippery, which made the sensation even more arousing. She was making rather slow movements and her palm was gliding smoothly over my breast and nip. Because of my position my blossoming breasts were close together and felt fuller than usual.
I pretended to sleep on, but couldn't avoid some twitching of my breast under her touch, which she noticed, of course. Now her hand was wandering down to my left breast, which responded immediately too.
I wondered how I might manage to turn around and still pretend to be asleep. So I stirred somewhat like everybody does while sleeping, then simply turned around and by this brushing away her hand.
Now in the same position as before I was facing her. It was pitchdark, so I couldn't see what she was doing.
There was some movement and then I realized that she had slipped down.
Now I felt her warm breath on my right nip and realized that my cock had become rockhard and was brushing against her breast. Nothing I could do against it.
Again some movement and my cock now was securely stowed away between her full breasts. OMG...
Her warm lips now closed around my right nip, ever so slowly and gently. For a while nothing else happened. Perhaps she wanted to make sure I was sound asleep, even though my hardness betrayed me. But then a hard-on during sleep happens, doesn't it?
I tried to breath deeply and slowly like we do being sleeping.
Mom now started to suckle my breast in kind-of slow-motion, which was extremely arousing regardless.
I couldn't help but moan softly.
She stopped for a moment and murmured 'Sleep on...'
'Mhhhh' was my muffled response.
She took the other nip now, which due to my recent breastgrowth and my position was rather close to the other one.
Apparently she realized this, used both hands to cup my breasts from both sides and managed to get both of my nips into her mouth.
That clearly was too much for me, I was close now.
No further pretending possible. Since my hands were down there and close to her breasts and my buried dick, I took it and began to let it slide over her nips, making them slippery with precum.
While still suckling my breasts she moaned.
'Oh mom...may I? May I come on your breasts?'
Instead of answering she intensified her suckling and drove me over the edge. I wiggled my exploding cock frantically over her breasts and nips, which made her moan again.
When my climax subsided she murmured 'Now I'll let you sleep. You need it. We both do.'
With that she slipped out of my bed and my room.
nursing fantasy con'd again
I slept like a log and when I went for breakfast mom welcomed me with just a knowing smile. I blushed but didn't mention the night before either.
I came home from school earlier than expected, and since it was summer, I just went through our garden into the living room, because the door to the terasse was open.
I didn't see mom, but when I went towards the stairs I heard some faint noise from above.
It came from moms bedroom. Silently I sneaked to the door and peeked inside.
I couldn't believe my eyes.
Mom was sitting in her bed, and another woman was on her lap, suckling her. Just like I used to do it usually.
Both were naked and mom was softly moaning.
Was she a lesbian? Her marriage wasn't happy, since she was divorced since many years. Had she hidden her true orientation from my father?
Or did she develop some bicuriosity with time.
Whatever the view was stunning, with mom nursing another woman and gently cupping and caressing this womans breasts.
All of a sudden mom looked up and noticed my fascinated stare.
She didn't say a word, just smiled.
He blushed and retreated fast down to the living room, just sitting there not knowing what to do.
Some 15 minutes later both mom and the other woman came down.
Mom said 'Keith, meet Mary, a friend of mine since quite a while, Mary, meet Keith, my son'
Mary was a stunning woman, perhaps some years younger than mom with an hourglass figure, well showing under her tight jeans and white blouse, 2 buttons undone, so one had a nice view upon her deep cleavage.
She smiled 'Hi Keith, I have heard a lot about you.'
What?
His terror must have been visible, because she added 'Don't worry, I can keep a secret. Unfortunately I have to rush now, but I'll see you soon with more time to spend, I hope.'
When she passed him on her way to the door, she gave his right breast a short wobble and giggelt 'Mhhh, worth exploring...' and was gone.
He stood there flabbergasted. 'Mom, how could you?'
'Don't worry. As she said, it just between the three of us. And perhaps you begin to understand now, how comes I like your boobies so much. I am just a breast addict, and she is too.'
***
I slept like a log and when I went for breakfast mom welcomed me with just a knowing smile. I blushed but didn't mention the night before either.
I came home from school earlier than expected, and since it was summer, I just went through our garden into the living room, because the door to the terasse was open.
I didn't see mom, but when I went towards the stairs I heard some faint noise from above.
It came from moms bedroom. Silently I sneaked to the door and peeked inside.
I couldn't believe my eyes.
Mom was sitting in her bed, and another woman was on her lap, suckling her. Just like I used to do it usually.
Both were naked and mom was softly moaning.
Was she a lesbian? Her marriage wasn't happy, since she was divorced since many years. Had she hidden her true orientation from my father?
Or did she develop some bicuriosity with time.
Whatever the view was stunning, with mom nursing another woman and gently cupping and caressing this womans breasts.
All of a sudden mom looked up and noticed my fascinated stare.
She didn't say a word, just smiled.
He blushed and retreated fast down to the living room, just sitting there not knowing what to do.
Some 15 minutes later both mom and the other woman came down.
Mom said 'Keith, meet Mary, a friend of mine since quite a while, Mary, meet Keith, my son'
Mary was a stunning woman, perhaps some years younger than mom with an hourglass figure, well showing under her tight jeans and white blouse, 2 buttons undone, so one had a nice view upon her deep cleavage.
She smiled 'Hi Keith, I have heard a lot about you.'
What?
His terror must have been visible, because she added 'Don't worry, I can keep a secret. Unfortunately I have to rush now, but I'll see you soon with more time to spend, I hope.'
When she passed him on her way to the door, she gave his right breast a short wobble and giggelt 'Mhhh, worth exploring...' and was gone.
He stood there flabbergasted. 'Mom, how could you?'
'Don't worry. As she said, it just between the three of us. And perhaps you begin to understand now, how comes I like your boobies so much. I am just a breast addict, and she is too.'
nursing fantasy con'd again
Later in the evening I asked mom 'Does she comes here often, when I am at school?'
'Well, yes...Do you mind?'
'Of course not. I just wasn't aware, well, that you'r...'
'Into women now? I didn't want to bother you, but now, since you know anyway...'
'Sorry?'
'Well, as she told you, she knows about your, should we say, sensitivity...'
'Oh my'
'And she was, shall we say, interested?'
'Interested? What does that mean?'
'Please don't be shocked now.'
'Ok, mom'
'Well, in a way it now three of us having this urge to have our breasts worshipped...'
'You mean'
'Of course it's all up to you...'
My mind was racing and my nips became all tingly.
Mom was blushing now. 'No, no...let's forget about that...I'll tell her not to come this evening.'
I was in a turmoil. The very idea to have this woman Mary willing to touch my breasts and perhaps even letting me touching hers was mindboggling.
'No, mom, don't. Perhaps we could just have dinner. I mean, she seems to be a nice lady.' I stammered.
'Sure?'
'Yeah, ok. Think I am having a shower now.'
'Do that'
So I went to the bathroom, showered, creamed my boobies with that scented lotion and then thought about how to dress.
Well, jeans of course, but then I chose a nice shirt, which had become a bit tight due to my blossoning breasts. The effect was that it was clinging to my upper body outlinin my breasts visibly. I couldn't even close all buttons, so I left 2 open. Too provocative? Who cared.
Later mom was making dinner, something simple, some noodles and some icecream as dessert.
When the bell rang, she called 'would you please open?'
Nerveous as hell I opened the frontdoor, and there she was, smiling at me. 'Hi, Keith, nice to see you so soon again.'
She wore a light summer dress, frontbuttoned with a rectangular neckline, presenting her ample bosom nicely. Her tanned skin contrasted to the light-blue colour of the dress and to her blond hair.
'Hi, please come in'
Mary walked into the kitchen and kissed mom on the cheeks. Mom said 'I'll be ready in some minutes. Keith, would you give Mary a glas of wine. And given the occasion, have one youself.'
So far I only had a beer or two without mom knowing.
I did as being told and Mary toasted 'to this evening'
I tasted the wine and it was good.
We sat down and I became painfully aware of my protruding breasts with my nips poking through the fabric. Mary must have noticed that too, but only smiled. My eyes were glued to her cleavage and she noticed that of course.
'As long as your mom is in the kitchen, may I say something?'
'Sure' I stammered.
'Look, your mom has told me about your, well special sensitivity. It's nothing to be ashamed of. Most men have that, but most deny it, because of their machismo. They think it makes them look feminine. But they only miss a great oppertunity in their sex life.'
'Oh?'
'Yes, so enjoy it, whenever you can. Errrh, may I?'
Without waiting for an answer she reached over end cupped my right breast through the fabric of my shirt. 'Mhhh, nice...' My breast twitched, and wgen she brushed with her finger over my hardened nip it twitched again.
'Mhhh, really sensitive...great...'
I was dumbstruck...such a bold move.
'Let's have dinner'
So we sat down and ate. All the time Mary was watching me, or better to say, my breasts showing in my tight shirt.
Mom seemed to notice that too and after a while she said 'Keith, don't be embarrassed...Mary can be rather direct.'
Mary giggelt. 'Yes, I can be, but those two are just too beautiful.'
I blushed and didn't know what to say.
I was wondering, what Mary meant saying we'd perhaps spend more time together.
Later in the evening I asked mom 'Does she comes here often, when I am at school?'
'Well, yes...Do you mind?'
'Of course not. I just wasn't aware, well, that you'r...'
'Into women now? I didn't want to bother you, but now, since you know anyway...'
'Sorry?'
'Well, as she told you, she knows about your, should we say, sensitivity...'
'Oh my'
'And she was, shall we say, interested?'
'Interested? What does that mean?'
'Please don't be shocked now.'
'Ok, mom'
'Well, in a way it now three of us having this urge to have our breasts worshipped...'
'You mean'
'Of course it's all up to you...'
My mind was racing and my nips became all tingly.
Mom was blushing now. 'No, no...let's forget about that...I'll tell her not to come this evening.'
I was in a turmoil. The very idea to have this woman Mary willing to touch my breasts and perhaps even letting me touching hers was mindboggling.
'No, mom, don't. Perhaps we could just have dinner. I mean, she seems to be a nice lady.' I stammered.
'Sure?'
'Yeah, ok. Think I am having a shower now.'
'Do that'
So I went to the bathroom, showered, creamed my boobies with that scented lotion and then thought about how to dress.
Well, jeans of course, but then I chose a nice shirt, which had become a bit tight due to my blossoning breasts. The effect was that it was clinging to my upper body outlinin my breasts visibly. I couldn't even close all buttons, so I left 2 open. Too provocative? Who cared.
Later mom was making dinner, something simple, some noodles and some icecream as dessert.
When the bell rang, she called 'would you please open?'
Nerveous as hell I opened the frontdoor, and there she was, smiling at me. 'Hi, Keith, nice to see you so soon again.'
She wore a light summer dress, frontbuttoned with a rectangular neckline, presenting her ample bosom nicely. Her tanned skin contrasted to the light-blue colour of the dress and to her blond hair.
'Hi, please come in'
Mary walked into the kitchen and kissed mom on the cheeks. Mom said 'I'll be ready in some minutes. Keith, would you give Mary a glas of wine. And given the occasion, have one youself.'
So far I only had a beer or two without mom knowing.
I did as being told and Mary toasted 'to this evening'
I tasted the wine and it was good.
We sat down and I became painfully aware of my protruding breasts with my nips poking through the fabric. Mary must have noticed that too, but only smiled. My eyes were glued to her cleavage and she noticed that of course.
'As long as your mom is in the kitchen, may I say something?'
'Sure' I stammered.
'Look, your mom has told me about your, well special sensitivity. It's nothing to be ashamed of. Most men have that, but most deny it, because of their machismo. They think it makes them look feminine. But they only miss a great oppertunity in their sex life.'
'Oh?'
'Yes, so enjoy it, whenever you can. Errrh, may I?'
Without waiting for an answer she reached over end cupped my right breast through the fabric of my shirt. 'Mhhh, nice...' My breast twitched, and wgen she brushed with her finger over my hardened nip it twitched again.
'Mhhh, really sensitive...great...'
I was dumbstruck...such a bold move.
'Let's have dinner'
So we sat down and ate. All the time Mary was watching me, or better to say, my breasts showing in my tight shirt.
Mom seemed to notice that too and after a while she said 'Keith, don't be embarrassed...Mary can be rather direct.'
Mary giggelt. 'Yes, I can be, but those two are just too beautiful.'
I blushed and didn't know what to say.
dystracted
worship my breasts, pls..
- Joined
- Mar 20, 2013
- Posts
- 2,651
oh my...arousing
nursing fantasy con'd again
After dinner we all went to the living room. I had more wine and began to feel a bit dizzy, not used to the stuff.
Mary came to the point rather fast 'Mary, I guess because of your usual habits it might be time to get you some relief, isn't it?'
Mom blushed and admitted 'Well, yes...but it can wait a bit'
'But why? Just do it as usual...just ignore me'
What? I was supposed to suckle mommy with her watching?
But in my dizzy state I was less shy than normal.
So when mom was padding on the pillow on her lap, asking me to take my usual position, I just did that, took her left nip and started to suckle her, oblivious of Marys presence.
Mom sighed and closed her eyes, moaning softly, while I drank that heavensent milk.
Then I felt a movement close, and noticed Mary being on her knees close to me beginning to take moms right nip.
The effect was instantaneous.
'Oh my god..what is this?' mom moaned. It was a crazy scene, both of us now suckling my mom. And apparently it was extremely arousing for her.
'Oh please, find a slow synched rythm...oh god yes...'she moaned.
So we tried our best and while we both suckled mom I felt Marys right hand on my still shirt-covert breast, however trying to unbutton it and than sneaking inside. Her palm brushed over my breast and erect nip, until I thought I'd come immediately.
But kind of sensing that mom reached a breast climax so intense and forceful I never saw.
Briefly after that we all caught our breath and Mary sighed 'well that was something. Would love to feel the same.'
Mom laughed 'No problem here, I guess Keith would love to taste another kind of nip, or don't you?'
I was still fighting my erection and gasped 'oh my, yes, please'
But Mary had her own kind of scenario. 'Come on, would you please lay on the carpet for a minute, heads close?'
What? But we did.
As soon as we were in position Mary crawled above us and took of her dress, then her bra, so her succulent breasts were swaying over our faces.
'Mhhh' she purred 'take one each'
It was an awsome view, to have these beautiful breasts swaying above us, and us meant my mom and myself.
I reached up and began to stroke it gently in a milking fashion. 'Oh Keith...you'r an expert' Mary moaned.
Then those beauties were lowered to us and we could latch on and begin to gently suckle them. 'Oh god...never thought it would be like this' Mary moaned.
I had my hands still on her beautiful breast and accompanied my suckling with a gentle massage.
Mary was clearly on edge now and in my dizzy state I let one of my hands reach towards her crotch.
A desparate cry was the response 'Oh yes, eat me now, both of you'
Well, we did, and Mary was climaxing forcefully and for quite a while, than collapsed on us.
***
After dinner we all went to the living room. I had more wine and began to feel a bit dizzy, not used to the stuff.
Mary came to the point rather fast 'Mary, I guess because of your usual habits it might be time to get you some relief, isn't it?'
Mom blushed and admitted 'Well, yes...but it can wait a bit'
'But why? Just do it as usual...just ignore me'
What? I was supposed to suckle mommy with her watching?
But in my dizzy state I was less shy than normal.
So when mom was padding on the pillow on her lap, asking me to take my usual position, I just did that, took her left nip and started to suckle her, oblivious of Marys presence.
Mom sighed and closed her eyes, moaning softly, while I drank that heavensent milk.
Then I felt a movement close, and noticed Mary being on her knees close to me beginning to take moms right nip.
The effect was instantaneous.
'Oh my god..what is this?' mom moaned. It was a crazy scene, both of us now suckling my mom. And apparently it was extremely arousing for her.
'Oh please, find a slow synched rythm...oh god yes...'she moaned.
So we tried our best and while we both suckled mom I felt Marys right hand on my still shirt-covert breast, however trying to unbutton it and than sneaking inside. Her palm brushed over my breast and erect nip, until I thought I'd come immediately.
But kind of sensing that mom reached a breast climax so intense and forceful I never saw.
Briefly after that we all caught our breath and Mary sighed 'well that was something. Would love to feel the same.'
Mom laughed 'No problem here, I guess Keith would love to taste another kind of nip, or don't you?'
I was still fighting my erection and gasped 'oh my, yes, please'
But Mary had her own kind of scenario. 'Come on, would you please lay on the carpet for a minute, heads close?'
What? But we did.
As soon as we were in position Mary crawled above us and took of her dress, then her bra, so her succulent breasts were swaying over our faces.
'Mhhh' she purred 'take one each'
It was an awsome view, to have these beautiful breasts swaying above us, and us meant my mom and myself.
I reached up and began to stroke it gently in a milking fashion. 'Oh Keith...you'r an expert' Mary moaned.
Then those beauties were lowered to us and we could latch on and begin to gently suckle them. 'Oh god...never thought it would be like this' Mary moaned.
I had my hands still on her beautiful breast and accompanied my suckling with a gentle massage.
Mary was clearly on edge now and in my dizzy state I let one of my hands reach towards her crotch.
A desparate cry was the response 'Oh yes, eat me now, both of you'
Well, we did, and Mary was climaxing forcefully and for quite a while, than collapsed on us.
Smoothshavendad
Here to have fun
- Joined
- Nov 14, 2017
- Posts
- 18,973
Wow! So hot!!!
nursing fantasy con'd again
After a short moment she recovered, got up and moaned 'Oh my, that was more intense than I would have expected. And Keith, you naughty boy, you know for sure how to treat a womans breast.'
I blushed, but was a bit proud too.
And I knew what was coming. Both women had had their share of breast worshipping now, and it was kind of inevitable that they now would propose to treat me the same way.
And I was a bit afraid, because I knew about the erotic hypersensitivity of my breasts and nips and therefore didn't expect to last longer than some moments before I'd come. And I didn't want to ejaculate with Mary present, I didn't even know why after what we just had done.
Then Mary said 'Chrissy, don't you think it's his turn now? I think he deserves it, doesn't he?'
As if mom had read my mind she said 'Well, Keith, I know you and I guess this would be kind of difficult for you, if you now what I mean.'
I nodded blushing.
Mary seemed to understand 'Hmmm, so I propose perhaps we just give him a little teaser of how it might be, so he has something to dream of tonight and something to look forward to at a later day. How's this?'
Mom said 'What do you have in mind?'
'Keith, just sit in front of your mom with your back to her.'
So we both sat on the couch. I felt the full breasts of mom in my back.
Mary went to her knees in fron of me and started to completely unbutton my shirt. She looked at my blossoming breasts and smiled. 'Hmmm, so firm and smooth. Not a bit of sagging, how unfair.'
Then she wiggled me out of my shirt.
Mom seemed to know, what Mary had in mind, reached under my armpits and cupped my breasts from behind.
'Oh, how beautiful, such a sexy pair.' Mary whispered.
Her hands began to stroke my breasts, leaving out the nips, then let her index fingers circle them. 'Good?' she asked with a husky voice.
'Mhhh' was all I could say.
Now she rested her elbows on my legs and began to slowly lick my nips.
I moaned with pleasure and felt my hardness fight against my jeans.
From behind mom was gently massaging my breasts. Now Mary bent forward and closed her lips around my left nip. Being suckled by a woman not being my mom was an entirely different experience. Then she switched to my other nip.
I was fighting against my arousal, but to no avail.
Sensing that, Mary with a quick movement unzipped my jeans, until my erection popped out. I was so surprised by the fastness of her movement that I could protest.
And then the unthinkable happened. She let go of my nip and took my cock instead.
Holding it with both hands, she let her tongue travel along its underside, which is so hypersensitive it left me whimpering.
She mumbled 'Poor boy, you need relief, I know'
The she closed her lips around it and began kind of suckling it, but with her tongue still involved.
The sweetness of that feeling was undescribable. And I was way beyond the point where I might have had some degree of control.
It could have only benn seconds before I came with huge spasms in her mouth, mom still massaging my breasts from behind.
My climax seemed to have no end...An eternity later Mary looked up and murmured 'No virgin any longer'
Mom exploded with laughter.
***
After a short moment she recovered, got up and moaned 'Oh my, that was more intense than I would have expected. And Keith, you naughty boy, you know for sure how to treat a womans breast.'
I blushed, but was a bit proud too.
And I knew what was coming. Both women had had their share of breast worshipping now, and it was kind of inevitable that they now would propose to treat me the same way.
And I was a bit afraid, because I knew about the erotic hypersensitivity of my breasts and nips and therefore didn't expect to last longer than some moments before I'd come. And I didn't want to ejaculate with Mary present, I didn't even know why after what we just had done.
Then Mary said 'Chrissy, don't you think it's his turn now? I think he deserves it, doesn't he?'
As if mom had read my mind she said 'Well, Keith, I know you and I guess this would be kind of difficult for you, if you now what I mean.'
I nodded blushing.
Mary seemed to understand 'Hmmm, so I propose perhaps we just give him a little teaser of how it might be, so he has something to dream of tonight and something to look forward to at a later day. How's this?'
Mom said 'What do you have in mind?'
'Keith, just sit in front of your mom with your back to her.'
So we both sat on the couch. I felt the full breasts of mom in my back.
Mary went to her knees in fron of me and started to completely unbutton my shirt. She looked at my blossoming breasts and smiled. 'Hmmm, so firm and smooth. Not a bit of sagging, how unfair.'
Then she wiggled me out of my shirt.
Mom seemed to know, what Mary had in mind, reached under my armpits and cupped my breasts from behind.
'Oh, how beautiful, such a sexy pair.' Mary whispered.
Her hands began to stroke my breasts, leaving out the nips, then let her index fingers circle them. 'Good?' she asked with a husky voice.
'Mhhh' was all I could say.
Now she rested her elbows on my legs and began to slowly lick my nips.
I moaned with pleasure and felt my hardness fight against my jeans.
From behind mom was gently massaging my breasts. Now Mary bent forward and closed her lips around my left nip. Being suckled by a woman not being my mom was an entirely different experience. Then she switched to my other nip.
I was fighting against my arousal, but to no avail.
Sensing that, Mary with a quick movement unzipped my jeans, until my erection popped out. I was so surprised by the fastness of her movement that I could protest.
And then the unthinkable happened. She let go of my nip and took my cock instead.
Holding it with both hands, she let her tongue travel along its underside, which is so hypersensitive it left me whimpering.
She mumbled 'Poor boy, you need relief, I know'
The she closed her lips around it and began kind of suckling it, but with her tongue still involved.
The sweetness of that feeling was undescribable. And I was way beyond the point where I might have had some degree of control.
It could have only benn seconds before I came with huge spasms in her mouth, mom still massaging my breasts from behind.
My climax seemed to have no end...An eternity later Mary looked up and murmured 'No virgin any longer'
Mom exploded with laughter.
nursing fantasy con'd again
Usually a short time after that it was my turn to be suckled, laying on my side, and she made it a habit to grab my craving cock and let it stroke her nips. When I was about to come, she sometimes denied me to come for a while, made even fun of me, and when I becan whimpering she usually intensified both her suckling and her movement of my cock until I exploded on her ample bosom.
Some days later moms girlfriend Mary visited us again.
On the door she gave me a friendly smile, gave my already hardened nips a gentle brush and sailed into our living room.
I had no idea, what she was up to, so when she said "I guess I owe you one." I had no clue, what she was talking about.
Watching my questioningly look she just murmed 'You'll see later'
Since I was sure it meant something erotic I was on edge during dinner.
And her low-cut dress didn't help either.
Again we had wine during dinner and thereafter too, which made me dizzy as always, not being used to it.
Mom and Mary had a conspirative whispering conversation and then Mary asked innocently looking "Would you join us in a game?"
"What? Which kind of game?" I asked.
"We'll show you" mom murmured.
"Just sit here on the middle of the couch and let us guide you"
I did as being told.
Mary unbuttoned my shirt, whiggled it off and put two pillows on my lap.
I began to understand what was ahead and couldn't help but look forward to it.
Both women, still fully dressed, but with their boobs bulging, which was quite a view, laid their heads on the pillows, facing my already mildly aroused breasts and began to gently knead them. I already was in heaven.
Four hands on my breasts, massaging, stroking, fondling them. OMG.
Then , in perfect synch, two pairs of lips closed around my nips and began to suckle them gently.
Instantaneously my cock started to fight against my jeans, because this was really more than I could take.
Mary realized that, had mercy, stood up and pulled my jeans and pants away, then resumed her position and started to suckle me again. My cock rised between those two pillows and throbbed painfully.
When my moaning turned into whimpers, both briefly stopped, until my breathing became normal again.
Then it all started again.
Mary briefly stopped and whispered "Tell us what you feel, being suckled this way"
Given the wine I had and the overall situation I lost all shyness "Oh god, you make me feel like a busty woman...oh...like the woman I secretely want to be..."
Spilling things like this out was too much for me and both Mary and Mom felt it too. So they both suckled me hard now and without my cock being touched at all I spurted in a high arch across the pillows, crying out.
From that point on things became somewhat different. Mom still wanted me to suckle her regularly, but she was no longer to any extent reluctant to let her arousal show. On her breasts I became hard all the time, and she let her hand sneak into her pants and stroked her clit until she climaxed hard.
Usually a short time after that it was my turn to be suckled, laying on my side, and she made it a habit to grab my craving cock and let it stroke her nips. When I was about to come, she sometimes denied me to come for a while, made even fun of me, and when I becan whimpering she usually intensified both her suckling and her movement of my cock until I exploded on her ample bosom.
Some days later moms girlfriend Mary visited us again.
On the door she gave me a friendly smile, gave my already hardened nips a gentle brush and sailed into our living room.
I had no idea, what she was up to, so when she said "I guess I owe you one." I had no clue, what she was talking about.
Watching my questioningly look she just murmed 'You'll see later'
Since I was sure it meant something erotic I was on edge during dinner.
And her low-cut dress didn't help either.
Again we had wine during dinner and thereafter too, which made me dizzy as always, not being used to it.
Mom and Mary had a conspirative whispering conversation and then Mary asked innocently looking "Would you join us in a game?"
"What? Which kind of game?" I asked.
"We'll show you" mom murmured.
"Just sit here on the middle of the couch and let us guide you"
I did as being told.
Mary unbuttoned my shirt, whiggled it off and put two pillows on my lap.
I began to understand what was ahead and couldn't help but look forward to it.
Both women, still fully dressed, but with their boobs bulging, which was quite a view, laid their heads on the pillows, facing my already mildly aroused breasts and began to gently knead them. I already was in heaven.
Four hands on my breasts, massaging, stroking, fondling them. OMG.
Then , in perfect synch, two pairs of lips closed around my nips and began to suckle them gently.
Instantaneously my cock started to fight against my jeans, because this was really more than I could take.
Mary realized that, had mercy, stood up and pulled my jeans and pants away, then resumed her position and started to suckle me again. My cock rised between those two pillows and throbbed painfully.
When my moaning turned into whimpers, both briefly stopped, until my breathing became normal again.
Then it all started again.
Mary briefly stopped and whispered "Tell us what you feel, being suckled this way"
Given the wine I had and the overall situation I lost all shyness "Oh god, you make me feel like a busty woman...oh...like the woman I secretely want to be..."
Spilling things like this out was too much for me and both Mary and Mom felt it too. So they both suckled me hard now and without my cock being touched at all I spurted in a high arch across the pillows, crying out.
nursing fantasy con'd again
When my arousal subsided, Mary smiled at me. "That was quite something, I admit. But I am sure we could bring you to another climax soon."
I was soaking wet and wasn't so sure.
"Oh please, I need a break..." I moaned.
"Sure" Mom replied.
Then both started to mutually caress their boobies in full view. I watched transfixed. They rubbed their full breasts against each other, adding some oil to make it even more arousing.
I was tired, but the view of that made my cock spring to life again.
Suddenly Mary whiispered something into moms ear and mom nodded and smiled.
But got up and Mary asked me "Come, join us in the bedroom. As you said, you need some rest."
Reluctantly I followed them.
"Just lay down on your back. Relax." Mom asked me.
I did as told. Mom went down on her knees in front of the bed, so her hands could easily reach my breasts from behind my head.
To my surprise Mary now straddled my legs, sitting on my lower legs. Her bare ad succulent breasts were a gorgeous and arousing sight.
She took some baby oil and began so slowly distribute it over her boobies, which became all shiny and slippery.
Mom took the bottle and applied a generous measure upon my breasts.
Then she started to slowly massage it in.
Mary watched this and murmured "Wow, what a nice pair of budding boobies. Any young girl would be envious." The gentle and sensual oil massage in combination with these compliments were fuelling my arousal and my cock started to throbb. Mom intensified her massage now and concentrated on my nips, which were on fire already.
Then Mary bend slightly forward until her breasts almost embraced my cock. I was on edge again. Mary expertly guided her left breast with her right hand until its nip touched my cock hypersensitive underside. By doing this she distributed some of the oil on her breast upon my cock.
Her next move did the trick. She pushed her breasts together around my cock and moved slowly up and down.
I let out a loud moan and shot my cum between her breasts. It seemed not to end.
When it did and i kindof collapsed, Mary said smiling "See, we could bring you to another climax as promised."
*****
When my arousal subsided, Mary smiled at me. "That was quite something, I admit. But I am sure we could bring you to another climax soon."
I was soaking wet and wasn't so sure.
"Oh please, I need a break..." I moaned.
"Sure" Mom replied.
Then both started to mutually caress their boobies in full view. I watched transfixed. They rubbed their full breasts against each other, adding some oil to make it even more arousing.
I was tired, but the view of that made my cock spring to life again.
Suddenly Mary whiispered something into moms ear and mom nodded and smiled.
But got up and Mary asked me "Come, join us in the bedroom. As you said, you need some rest."
Reluctantly I followed them.
"Just lay down on your back. Relax." Mom asked me.
I did as told. Mom went down on her knees in front of the bed, so her hands could easily reach my breasts from behind my head.
To my surprise Mary now straddled my legs, sitting on my lower legs. Her bare ad succulent breasts were a gorgeous and arousing sight.
She took some baby oil and began so slowly distribute it over her boobies, which became all shiny and slippery.
Mom took the bottle and applied a generous measure upon my breasts.
Then she started to slowly massage it in.
Mary watched this and murmured "Wow, what a nice pair of budding boobies. Any young girl would be envious." The gentle and sensual oil massage in combination with these compliments were fuelling my arousal and my cock started to throbb. Mom intensified her massage now and concentrated on my nips, which were on fire already.
Then Mary bend slightly forward until her breasts almost embraced my cock. I was on edge again. Mary expertly guided her left breast with her right hand until its nip touched my cock hypersensitive underside. By doing this she distributed some of the oil on her breast upon my cock.
Her next move did the trick. She pushed her breasts together around my cock and moved slowly up and down.
I let out a loud moan and shot my cum between her breasts. It seemed not to end.
When it did and i kindof collapsed, Mary said smiling "See, we could bring you to another climax as promised."
*****
Testosterone
The diagnosis of prostate cancer was a shock. But the subsequent anti-testosterone hormone treatment was a total success after one year. No cancer detectable.
But...
The most common side effect, breast growth, hit me as well. And even though after termination of the therapy my testosterone level became normal again, those boobs remained, and my doctor urgently recommended not to go for surgery.
My wife was understanding, but of course it was kind of annoying and embarrassing.
After a while we decided to tentatively try to reanimate our sex life, which was dead during treatment of course.
We had some champagne to reduce the tension, then lit a candle and went to bed.
I was on my side facing my wife and became increasingly aware of my exposed breasts. Apparently my wife too, because after a short time she murmured "Even though you might not like me saying it, but your breasts look amazing."
I sighed and responded "not sure amazing is the word I'd have chosen'
She smiled and said "would you mind, errrh, if I, well, explore them a bit?"
I was speachless...
She came closer, cupped my breasts from both sides with her hands, which didn't feel bad at all, and whispered "More than amazing, they are beautiful"
Unvoluntarily my breasts twitched under her touch, and I felt a stirring in my groin.
Her thumbs now moved to my nips and it felt like an electric jolt.
She made tiny movements and I stiffled a moan.
"Mhhh, I don't recall them all that sensitive."
She was right. Perhaps an effect of those hormones, who knows, but now they were really sensitive in an erotic way.
"Wait" she said, briefly went to the bathroom and came back with some baby oil.
I was in the same position as before, and in order to avoid a complete mess she put a generous measure of oil into her palms and then cupped my breasts again, making small stroking movements.
I felt an arousal unknown so far for me building up, but I still felt kind of uncomfortable. She must have sensed that, because she murmured "Look, honey, this situation is new and kind of strange for both of us, but considering that you just escaped this bloody cancer, we should try to make the most of it, don't you think?"
"Well, perhaps..." but my hardening nips betrayed my reluctance.
"Then we should try out, what they like. Let me first massage in that oil. I guess it will make them smooth and peachy"
And massaging in she did, with slow circling movements around and over my breasts and nips. I increasingly went with the unfamiliar sensation and even stiffled a moan after a while.
When my breasts were no longer oily, but smooth as my wife had predicted, she intensified the massage and squeezed my breasts together, then whispered "What a seductive cleavage"
I managed to look down and was kind of shocked to see a full pair of boobies, any young girl would have been proud of. But it truely looked seductive.
My wife moved even closer and started to brush little kisses over my bulging globes. I gasped.
"Is that good?" she asked with a husky voice. "Mhhhh" I could only moan.
When she began with a rather slow licking from the bottom of my right breast towards my nip, then over it, then the same with the left one, I murmured "Oh my, I could get used to that"
She giggelt, then closed her lips around my right nip, her hand still cupping it, squeezing it gently. I stopped breathing. When she gave it a first, tentative suckling, I couldn't help but starting to moan loudly.
She fell into a rythm, squeezing and sucking, then all over again. My mind raced. She was kind of milking me, and my cock started to throb, being now between her breasts. Of course she was bound to notice that, and when she switched to the other nip with her rythmical suckling, I knew that I'd loose control soon.
She briefly stopped and whispered "Just go with feeling, don't hold back."
The she resumed her relentless milking massage and suckling.
I am sure I never was so aroused and eventually cried out loud "Oh god, honey, what are you doing to me?" and came forcefully between her breasts.
Briefly after I came she stopped her suckling, but continued to gently massaging my boobies, however leaving out my nips now.
"I think we have discovered something rather exciting and erotic, my love"
***
The diagnosis of prostate cancer was a shock. But the subsequent anti-testosterone hormone treatment was a total success after one year. No cancer detectable.
But...
The most common side effect, breast growth, hit me as well. And even though after termination of the therapy my testosterone level became normal again, those boobs remained, and my doctor urgently recommended not to go for surgery.
My wife was understanding, but of course it was kind of annoying and embarrassing.
After a while we decided to tentatively try to reanimate our sex life, which was dead during treatment of course.
We had some champagne to reduce the tension, then lit a candle and went to bed.
I was on my side facing my wife and became increasingly aware of my exposed breasts. Apparently my wife too, because after a short time she murmured "Even though you might not like me saying it, but your breasts look amazing."
I sighed and responded "not sure amazing is the word I'd have chosen'
She smiled and said "would you mind, errrh, if I, well, explore them a bit?"
I was speachless...
She came closer, cupped my breasts from both sides with her hands, which didn't feel bad at all, and whispered "More than amazing, they are beautiful"
Unvoluntarily my breasts twitched under her touch, and I felt a stirring in my groin.
Her thumbs now moved to my nips and it felt like an electric jolt.
She made tiny movements and I stiffled a moan.
"Mhhh, I don't recall them all that sensitive."
She was right. Perhaps an effect of those hormones, who knows, but now they were really sensitive in an erotic way.
"Wait" she said, briefly went to the bathroom and came back with some baby oil.
I was in the same position as before, and in order to avoid a complete mess she put a generous measure of oil into her palms and then cupped my breasts again, making small stroking movements.
I felt an arousal unknown so far for me building up, but I still felt kind of uncomfortable. She must have sensed that, because she murmured "Look, honey, this situation is new and kind of strange for both of us, but considering that you just escaped this bloody cancer, we should try to make the most of it, don't you think?"
"Well, perhaps..." but my hardening nips betrayed my reluctance.
"Then we should try out, what they like. Let me first massage in that oil. I guess it will make them smooth and peachy"
And massaging in she did, with slow circling movements around and over my breasts and nips. I increasingly went with the unfamiliar sensation and even stiffled a moan after a while.
When my breasts were no longer oily, but smooth as my wife had predicted, she intensified the massage and squeezed my breasts together, then whispered "What a seductive cleavage"
I managed to look down and was kind of shocked to see a full pair of boobies, any young girl would have been proud of. But it truely looked seductive.
My wife moved even closer and started to brush little kisses over my bulging globes. I gasped.
"Is that good?" she asked with a husky voice. "Mhhhh" I could only moan.
When she began with a rather slow licking from the bottom of my right breast towards my nip, then over it, then the same with the left one, I murmured "Oh my, I could get used to that"
She giggelt, then closed her lips around my right nip, her hand still cupping it, squeezing it gently. I stopped breathing. When she gave it a first, tentative suckling, I couldn't help but starting to moan loudly.
She fell into a rythm, squeezing and sucking, then all over again. My mind raced. She was kind of milking me, and my cock started to throb, being now between her breasts. Of course she was bound to notice that, and when she switched to the other nip with her rythmical suckling, I knew that I'd loose control soon.
She briefly stopped and whispered "Just go with feeling, don't hold back."
The she resumed her relentless milking massage and suckling.
I am sure I never was so aroused and eventually cried out loud "Oh god, honey, what are you doing to me?" and came forcefully between her breasts.
Briefly after I came she stopped her suckling, but continued to gently massaging my boobies, however leaving out my nips now.
"I think we have discovered something rather exciting and erotic, my love"
***
Testosterone con'd
Even though I wanted to return the favor, I was too tired from that arousing experience and fell asleep soon.
When I woke up, it was still early, too early for breakfast, so I went to the bathroom and stopped briefly in front of the mirror. Now that we both had found out, how exciting my pair of breasts could be, I watched them no longer with embarrassment, but with kind of pride.
They were firm, but full, not big and not sagging, a small B-cup, I'd say. Any man's dream. And they were mine, our ours, better to say.
My biggest surprise was, that my wife didn't just irnore them, which would have been ok, but literally embraced them as enrichment of our sex life. What a lucky man I was. And watching them now with this new mindset made me horny again, lusting for my own breasts.
I took some nice-smelling cream from the board and put a generous measure upon my nips. Then I briefly distributed it and went back to bed.
There was already some dim light from outside, so I stretched out, again facing my wife, who was still sleeping, and began to massage in the lotion. The degree of erotic sensitivity of my nips, and not only nips, but the whole breastflesh, was a miracle.
I crossed my arms and massaged both breasts, getting completely lost in the action.
Suddenly my wife stirred, sighed, turned around facing me and continued sleeping.
I froze, not sure I wanted her to witness my new enthusiasm regarding my boobies. But after a minute I resumed my movements.
I froze again, when she murmured "unsatiable, aren't they?"
I blushed and stammered "You have woken them up, now they don't give rest."
"Mhhh, so it's all my fault."
I laughed "Exactly"
"Then I'll give them something to do. Come on, my busty lover, on your knees."
She rolled back and guided me to sit on her legs. "Now let your breasts sway over my tighs."
I sensed, what she had in mind, and the thought made me dizzy with arousal.
I bent down, until my nips touched her inner tighs. She sighed and moaned.
Travelling north, I let my right nip touch her already wet clit, which made her cry out. "Oh god, yes..."
I pushed somewhat harder, moving up and down.
It was kind of a weird, but arousing experience, because so far this of course never had been possible, but now my breast size did allow it.
I couldn't hold back to murmur "They like that a lot..."
This pushed my wife over the edge. She buckled and moaned and then a forceful climax washed over her.
"Oh my, you're so naughty with your new boobies" she giggled. I was still aroused, but first we had breakfast.
Even though I wanted to return the favor, I was too tired from that arousing experience and fell asleep soon.
When I woke up, it was still early, too early for breakfast, so I went to the bathroom and stopped briefly in front of the mirror. Now that we both had found out, how exciting my pair of breasts could be, I watched them no longer with embarrassment, but with kind of pride.
They were firm, but full, not big and not sagging, a small B-cup, I'd say. Any man's dream. And they were mine, our ours, better to say.
My biggest surprise was, that my wife didn't just irnore them, which would have been ok, but literally embraced them as enrichment of our sex life. What a lucky man I was. And watching them now with this new mindset made me horny again, lusting for my own breasts.
I took some nice-smelling cream from the board and put a generous measure upon my nips. Then I briefly distributed it and went back to bed.
There was already some dim light from outside, so I stretched out, again facing my wife, who was still sleeping, and began to massage in the lotion. The degree of erotic sensitivity of my nips, and not only nips, but the whole breastflesh, was a miracle.
I crossed my arms and massaged both breasts, getting completely lost in the action.
Suddenly my wife stirred, sighed, turned around facing me and continued sleeping.
I froze, not sure I wanted her to witness my new enthusiasm regarding my boobies. But after a minute I resumed my movements.
I froze again, when she murmured "unsatiable, aren't they?"
I blushed and stammered "You have woken them up, now they don't give rest."
"Mhhh, so it's all my fault."
I laughed "Exactly"
"Then I'll give them something to do. Come on, my busty lover, on your knees."
She rolled back and guided me to sit on her legs. "Now let your breasts sway over my tighs."
I sensed, what she had in mind, and the thought made me dizzy with arousal.
I bent down, until my nips touched her inner tighs. She sighed and moaned.
Travelling north, I let my right nip touch her already wet clit, which made her cry out. "Oh god, yes..."
I pushed somewhat harder, moving up and down.
It was kind of a weird, but arousing experience, because so far this of course never had been possible, but now my breast size did allow it.
I couldn't hold back to murmur "They like that a lot..."
This pushed my wife over the edge. She buckled and moaned and then a forceful climax washed over her.
"Oh my, you're so naughty with your new boobies" she giggled. I was still aroused, but first we had breakfast.
Similar threads
