Milk Money (closed for The_J0k3R)

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“Ohhh, baby, hold me!” Mandy cried, as Ryan gripped her hips as she rode him reverse cowgirl style. That was their signal that Mandy was about to cum and Ryan could unleash himself at any time within her.

Her vagina spasmed around Ryan’s cock, causing wave after wave of heightened pleasure. Each spasm took her to a new height and Mandy rode each wave for as long as she could. Ryan was cumming, too, and she wanted him to feel fully satisfied.

After a few moments, she collapsed, spinned around and then lowered her body to his. She always hated that moment when he would slip out of her warm entrance.

Ryan had a satisfied smile on his face, and Mandy knew . . . well, she was on her way to being back in the saddle, at least in the bedroom.

She had been nervous about intercourse. She had insisted on having a natural childbirth, not knowing whether Thomas, their son, would be her only baby or not. She wanted to know what all the foremothers experienced before analgesia. She wanted to feel it all.

Ryan had been great; they had always had a very open and honest relationship in regards to their emotional life. She was worried if he watched the birth. . .well, that he might never find her attractive again, sexually. Would her pain and screaming make him feel helpless? His engineer brain had devised all different scenarios to help her feel in control and less fearful.

The birth had gone well. Thomas was healthy. Breast-feeding was exhausting, but Mandy found that it had the unexpected side effect of calming her spirit. Her little baby was just focusing on breathing, eating, sleeping, growing. All she had to do was love him and provide . . .well, everything.

She had done her best to keep Ryan content, too. Making nice dinners, massages, oral pleasuring. Her husband was very attractive, and they had always had an active sex life. It had been 10 months, but they finally were beginning to have intercourse. Mandy had just been so tired. . .and she had felt unattractive until recently. She had finally gotten back into shape, but she still had these huge milk jug breasts.

Instinctively, both she and Ryan just wanted to take it slow.

Mandy kissed Ryan deeply before settling into a spoon position. He had loved to hug her and hold her from behind.

“You’re a good lover. Have I told you that, lately? That was intense,” Mandy said, with a smile, as she nestled herself into Ryan’s lanky body.
 
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“You’re a good lover. Have I told you that, lately? That was intense,” Mandy said, with a smile, as she nestled herself into Ryan’s lanky body.

Ryan Simmons lay there, in a state of bliss he had not known in too long. He held onto his wife tightly, possessively as she spooned herself back into his grasp.

Becoming a dad was the best thing that had ever happened to Ryan. For the first time, he felt like his life had a true purpose, meaning. Direction. He felt all the more connected to his gorgeous bride, Mandy.

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It had been a busy day, as usual. Little Thomas could really be hell on wheels sometimes. He was so close to walking, and Ryan had a feeling that walking would turn to running very quickly.

It had been so busy, and so just full of the baby boy, that they had hardly gotten to have much of a real chat all evening.

"So, I was offered the Head Design job today. They want to give me my own team. And a pretty good raise."

Ryan made pretty decent money; enough to keep their little suburban house going, at least. Maybe not enough for the new cars and all the fun toys and stuff, but... enough.

Especially now, as Mandy was only just starting to ease back into her work. He knew it would be slow going, after taking so long off work to care for Thomas. This raise would mean they'd be much better take care of, even if it meant...

"The only downside is that I will have to be out of town on a fairly regular basis. I haven't given them an answer yet. But I think it's a good move. What do you think?"
 
Mandy spun around to study Ryan’s face.

“Ryan! You’ve been home for hours and you’re only now telling me about this offer of promotion? Did you think you’d getter a better answer after I got laid?”

Mandy swatted Ryan’s bum playfully, and then propped her head up with her hand.

“Well, I would never stop you from doing something that you really want to do. This is such bad timing, though - to be away from home just as I’m transitioning back to work. I was hoping to get some work done in the evening when you were here. I’ll be honest, I’m really torn about leaving Thomas at a day care or with a baby-sitter. I’d consider a nanny, but that seems so indulgent. So, in that regard, financially, this new opportunity could be good for us. I could work less, and we could probably get away without a baby-sitter so often. I mean, I’d like to bring in my same salary, but at least we won’t feel the pressure to do so.”

Mandy brushed her hair away from her eyes, trying to judge how she'd feel being alone in the evenings without Ryan's company and help with Thomas.

“So, how much travel is involved? I really love our family time. I want Thomas to know his father and be comforted by you, too. If you do take the job, can you start in another month? We’re just getting back into a routine. You know. . .our routine. This was really nice, Ryan. I’ve missed being intimate with you.”
 
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"Our family time is really important to me too," Ryan said, looking in Mandy's eyes before pressing his forehead against hers as they lay together.

"The travelling, should only be a few times a month, and just two or three days at a time," he explained. "But it could be more sometimes, and it could be less. It just really kind of depends on the different projects I get put in charge of, and that would be largely out of my hands."

He smiled softly. "You're right. This was really nice. And I've been looking forward to us getting back into our routine," he said, his hands finding the curve of her hips. His fingers played along her hips and thighs, and he could feel his own arousal growing quite rapidly. He leaned forward to kiss her again, his lips finding hers. His fingers dug ever so slightly into her soft flesh to pull her towards him, and just as he felt her magnificent breasts press into his chest...

Thomas started crying, the baby monitor announcing his hunger loud and clear.

Ryan chuckled, kissed his wife again, and rolled away, laying on his back for a moment before sitting up and swinging his legs over the side of the bed. He grabbed his robe and pulled it on before looking back at his wife. "I love you baby," he said, before standing up and heading down the hall to try to soothe the boy back to sleep.
 
“I love you, too. He just might need a diaper change. I just fed him at 7:00 and that’s his last feeding at this age.”

Thomas had been so active lately- crawling, cruising. He had been hungrier, but she had tried to mostly breastfeed and then supplement with other foods during the day, so that they all could sleep through the night.

Mandy waited patiently, grateful that her husband tended to Thomas whenever he could. With a few minutes to herself, she considered the job offer.

It would mean more time apart, and she’d be solo-parenting for a few nights a month. Ryan seemed so enthused. Perhaps the extra income would allow her to hire a nanny a few days a week so that she could work, too.

Mandy sighed, went to the restroom, and slipped a nightgown on. By the time she had returned to bed, Ryan was already there.

“We’ll talk more tomorrow about all this, ok, honey? We’ll figure out what is best for all of us. I just want to be able to contribute to our family, too. And not just in the milk supply department,” Mandy joked.
 
Ryan nodded, cuddling his wife close to him. He chuckled a bit at her milk comment. In order to keep her supply flowing for Thomas, she had to pump some of her breast milk throughout the day. Ostensibly, the baby could take the milk from a bottle if Mandy wasn't home, but that wound up being a rare occurrence. As a result, their freezer was nearly overflowing with the small plastic bags, each one meticulously dated.

"You've got the milk thing down pretty well," he said. "There's all that booby milk in the freezer. I've thought about using it in my cereal every once in a while," he chuckled, teasing a bit as they lay together. His hands tenderly roamed along her curves. "I don't know if it would be good though. Have you tasted it?" he asked her, genuinely curious. In spite of the intimacy they regularly enjoyed, he had been reluctant to suck on her breasts.

The idea was starting to grow on him though.
 
Mandy laughed at the idea of pouring her milk into Ryan’s giant bowls of cereal.

“I do have a plentiful supply, that’s for sure. I’ve just tried a droplet here and there, when I leak. Thinner than regular milk, but a little sweeter. I like that it is warm. But, if you’d like to sample the goods for yourself. . . just let me know. I loved breast-feeding and I’ll miss it when I stop needing to feed him from the source.”
 
Ryan blinked. She was offering to let him sample her milk? From her tits?

Involuntarily, he licked his lips. Her description of her milk, warm and sweet, only spurred his curiosity. His hands on his wife's body gripped more firmly, exploring her.

It was true, they had just had sex, and he was tired; exhausted, really. But he found, in that moment, that he desperately wanted a taste.

His hand on her body found it's way to her breast, those large mounds. In grabbing them, he could feel just how filled with her milk they were. Heavier, more firm.

Once Thomas arrived, and Mandy was actively breast-feeding, Ryan had pretty much avoided being too "handsy" with her chest. As much as he wanted to though!

"May I?" he asked, his hand now fondling his wife's abundant chest...
 
Mandy rolled over and peeled off her nightgown.

They both glanced downwards at Mandy’s full, heavy orbs. She had always been voluptuous, a quality that Ryan admired, but her post-pregnancy status placed her at least two sizes larger than usual.

Mandy fluffed some pillows and then propped herself at an angle. Ryan’s light touch was soothing. He had traced his fingers around her breasts, lifting them to guage their heft, and had enjoyed watching her breast-feed. ..but, for the most part, this was the most intimate they had been since she had given birth.

As she settled under the covers, she caressed and squeezed her own firm, heavy breasts.

“Sure, you can taste me if you’d like. You might just need to massage them to help me relax and let down my milk. I feel almost uncomfortably full, so I doubt it will be a problem. But, it might take a few minutes. I’d place my boob over you, but I don’t want to suffocate you until we know you like the milk. Just rest on my chest and I’ll caress you. Don’t worry, I won’t be insulted if you don’t like how I taste. I think most husbands are curious, but I don’t know how many actually enjoy suckling from their wives.”

Mandy moaned softly as she stretched her body and opened her mouth to meet Ryan’s lips in a soft kiss.
 
Ryan kissed her back, tenderly. His hands drew up towards his wife's luscious breasts. He was tentative at first. He took her breasts in his hands, from beneath, savoring the feel of her flesh filling his hands.

He squeezed at her, gently, working from her chest out to her nipples. Her breasts had grown considerably, and he could indeed feel just how full they felt under his touch.

She was right; they were quite full of milk. It took very little of his ministrations to elicit a bit of drippage to pour forth from her nipple.

Ryan saw this, and was entranced. He squeezed at her breast once more, causing more of the white fluid to ease out. It ran down her breast and then down her ribs.

He gulped, eager, but tentative. Finally, Ryan squeezed gently again, and his mouth descended upon her nipple as more of her milk spurted forth.

It was heavenly. Sweet, and warm, and almost gooey as it slid easily down his throat. He suckled her for just a moment before releasing her tit from his mouth and looking up at her, revelation in his eyes.

"Yum."
 
Mandy chuckled. “Well, I’m glad you approve of what nourishes Thomas. Are you finished? I really should have pumped tonight.”
 
"Uhh, yeah, all done," Ryan said, pulling away from her chest. He felt the day catching up with him as he lay on his back next to Mandy, contemplating the deliciousness of her breast milk, but within moments he had fallen asleep.
 
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