Back to the beach house, after having something to eat, Emma sitting at Donald’s feet, he opens her mother’s diary to read more. Both are naked, and Emma switches from caressing his cock to sucking it a little as he reads to her. After this wonderful vacation he is giving her, being his complete sub for the day, and now this evening seems so right.
They had read more day-to-day entries about Charlotte and Edward, but there had been no mention of Susan again until an entry in 1978.
June 30, 1978
I have left so much out of here, a lot is so important. When we returned from our honeymoon in 1974, I did not see Susan for over a month. Both our lives were so busy, and I think we were unsure where things would lead if we did see each other. Now I realize what silliness we went through, both longing to touch and caress each other again, but our marriages, and the time kept us from exploring more.
Things had been going very well with Edward; we had sex at least once a day, sometimes multiple times. He did spank me now and then, but each time I knew I deserved it, and his hand, paddle or brush swatting my ass cheeks did get me so wet and throbbing. Afterward we always had marvelous sex, and I could depend on having a hundred-dollar bill on my pillow in the morning.
And he gave me a few more pieces of jewelry as I learned to pleasure him fully.
In late June that year, I could not contain myself anymore, and while things were so perfect with Edward, I needed to see and be with Susan I realized. Her touch sent rockets through me in such a different way, and I realized that I did love and want sex constantly.
I called her and invited her to lunch at my house on Wednesday. She quickly accepted.
When she arrived there was an awkward moment at the door, but as soon as I shut it, we just gazed into each other’s eyes, and in seconds we were in each other’s arms kissing with such abandon passion.
For the time we forgot about lunch, and I led her upstairs and to the extra bedroom. Edward never came in here, to him it was just an empty space in the house, unneeded but nice to have. From that moment on, it was Susan’s and my room.
We struggled to get each out of their clothes as quickly as possible as we kissed and fondled each other. We fell, both nude, on the bed and we picked up right where we left off the night before my wedding.
Our hands and fingers were all over each other. Susan leaned and sucked my tits fully for so long. They hurt a little from such wonderful attention, but it was this good sexually charged hurt. I then did the same to her in return. It felt like her boobs were a bit bigger than the last time we were together, but that just added to the enjoyment. We slid around in our positions, and we were at each other’s pussy just taking in the scent of each other again.
Then with our fingers and tongues began to bring each other to that climax which we can only get to together. It was much different than when I do with Edward. With Susan it is a slow rising of heat from me, shivers start running through me and only when have been fully sated with her fingers in me, knowing just where to press, her tongue teasing my clit rotation with her lips sucking on my labia. We both were bringing each other to the tipping point. It was together as we both reached that peak and came.
Moaning together, we turned some, and I laid my head on her stomach, just softly playing with her mons hair, as she stroked my head. It was a wonderful and tender moment between us.
I told her I did not want to be apart like that ever again, and Susan agreed. Chatting softly we came up with the idea of our Wednesday ‘lunches’ here. We agreed that she would come at eleven every Wednesday and stay until three or so. She would be well gone by the time Edward came home, and I could be cleaned up. As it soon became a habit, we would clean up together in the clawfoot bath after our fun and games.
We played a little more later, just finger fucking each other until we came as deeply kissing each other as we did. It was a wonderful reunion.
And so it began. Every Wednesday she was here, we played and talked, and came and came. We chatted about our husbands, how much we enjoyed being with them, but this was something different which gave a different satisfaction. Sometimes one or the other of us had a sore bottom from being spanked the night before, but taking the time to kiss, and caress the stinging cheeks just added another dimension to our fun. We would compare how hard we came and wet we got when spanked, and the release each gave us.
About two weeks later, Susan’s news was something unexpected. She was pregnant! I congratulated her and asked when it was due. My heart was breaking some thinking that our play together would be halted with this news. But Susan assured me we could continue to have fun and enjoy the changes her body was going through.
And we did.
As Susan’s stomach and breast grew, I had great delight rubbing lotion on her and then dipping down between her legs to pleasure her. She could not see me, so it was fun to surprise her with different tricks and treats. She came over and over. Then me on my side, as she could not manage on her stomach now, one leg over her shoulders, she would take me to that special place with her fingers and tongue on me.
One time we tried me sitting on her face as she laid on her back, but in such a position I was so afraid I would smother her. She did not like it either. That was more something men like to fantasize about, but in reality, it isn’t the most satisfying way for either party.
When Susan was about six months along, and I was sucking long and hard on her tit, suddenly something squirted out of the nipple. It was sweet and warm, and we realized Susan had started lactating. I pulled away immediately though the taste was so delightful. I smiled at Susan, and she told me not to stop, it felt so good to release it. So I bent down again and began nursing from her as she stroked my hair. A good twenty minutes on each breast my stomach just craved more.
That is all we did that day beside a little finger play. Susan said it felt so wonderful me sucking her, and it was good that she is getting ready for motherhood now. This became how we played at the end of her pregnancy. She confided that when Tom found out about her full breasts, he was nursing from her most nights also.
Toward the last month and a half before Susan was due, she told me that while Tom still nursed most nights, he had stopped all sex. Afraid it would hurt the pregnancy. I could tell this was taking her to an extreme level of horniness, being so heavy with child, but needing a release to absorb some of the pain she was feeling.
So from then until the week before she delivered, I would suck her to empty her breast for alleviation, and then dip down between her legs to suck, lick, kiss, finger – do anything I could to bring her to climax at least once, but usually two or three times. Afterwards she was so grateful for the stimulation which took the feeling of being a beast of burden way.
During this time, I did not mind I was on the giving and not receiving end, I cared for Susan so much I just wanted her to be happy in the state she was in.
When she gave birth to her daughter, Anna, in February of 1975, I hurried to the hospital afterwards to see her and the baby. While we kissed in greeting as we do now, all was just focused on the baby. She was cute, small and a bundle of joy.
For a couple of weeks after, Susan stayed confined to home, but then she began visiting on Wednesday’s again. But now with baby Anna, during the next two months it was that we just adored and fussed over the baby and had some lunch. She did have me suck her tits as Anna was sleeping in the other room to relief them. She said while Anna did nurse well, her breasts were always filled more than needed.
Tom was doing his part with this too.
It was not until almost May that Susan came to call alone. Tom had hired a nanny for Anna during the day to help and keep Susan from being overwhelmed. By then Susan was so in need of attention from me again. Tom had began enjoying her again, but she so yearned for our time together and needed again.
I had no problem with that, and we started up with our Wednesday play, which did now include me sucking her tits at least once during our time together. We were all over each other, fingers, tongues, lips, pleasuring each other and making us each come individually and together over and over.
It was amazing how much, how often, we could pleasure each other in such a short amount of time. And as we laid in each other’s arms as we bathed afterwards, gently stroking and kissing always brought our Wednesday’s to a wonderful close.
It is funny that Edward and Tom never caught on, we bother we were in such a mellow place on Wednesday nights, and if they instigated any sexual play we jumped at it as both our bodies were still highly electrified from the afternoon.
Things went on this way until early January the next year when I realized I was pregnant this time. Edward was ecstatic and Susan so close behind him. Suddenly, our roles were reversed, and Susan was who tended me as I began to grow. Her tenderness to me was endearing, and when my milk began to flow in the sixth month like hers had, I allowed her to taste my nectar first before I let Edward know.
Edward and Tom were such great friends, I knew Tom had told him about nursing Susan and he was waiting in anticipation since we found I was pregnant. So the night after Susan enjoyed first, I told him to try to suck some and see what happened.
His response was overwhelming. You would think he had reached nirvana. There was no stopping him from then on until I gave birth. He made sure my breasts were full and ready all the time. When Susan was not there, I would have to pump my breasts most afternoon due to how much I was producing.
Edward bought me several rather sexy nursing bras to wear, and I received a number of lovely pieces of jewelry. All spankings stopped the moment he knew I was pregnant, and his tender care was enthralling to me.
Emma entered the world in August of 1976, and we were all mesmerized by her. She was such a good baby and so adaptable. Again, a couple of months went by with Susan and I just having lunch with our babies on Wednesdays, us each sucking each other a bit while the babies napped in the other room. Then in the same way our mutual lust, feeling recuperated and frisky again the nanny was brought back into play.
For the next year or two she would come and collect Emma and take her to Susan’s house where she would watch them until Susan came home, and then bring Emma back home. The wonders of those afternoons, our sexual play, fingering and lip fucking each other, along with regular nursing kept us both so happy and gave us a day away from worrying about our babies,
It was during this time that Susan surprised me with the first vibrator which we used on each other to bring us over the peak time and time again. And then a strapon for us to really enjoy fucking each other, which similar to what happened with our husbands, so different when a woman is focusing a cock on you.
Anna was weaned by the time she was one, and Emma at about nine months. But between our husbands enjoyment, and ours too, we both did not stop our milk from flowing until 1978.
We both explained to Edward and Tom it was time to bring this to an end, and while both disappointed, accepted our decision. I do have to say that for the two years when Edward did lay next to me each morning and evening sucking at my tits, taking in so much milk, I did receive many gifts of jewelry to show his appreciation. And neither Susan or I were spanked during this whole period.
And so, these last few months, Susan and I have done what was necessary to stop our flow of mother’s nectar and while we are both disappointed to end it, we know with our girls getting older it is not practical to continue. We have our other, now expanded fun, finding new ways, either learned from our husbands, or things we found to pleasure each other for substitutions.
So, like all things, this too has now ended. What will the future hold for all of us?
As Donald reads this entry, Emma, at his feet, is fondling and sucking his cock to full arousal. Every time he reads any part about her mother and Susan nursing she is on his glans sucking it like a nipple, trying and trying he realizes to suck the cream from him. And several times as this goes on he was so close to. Precum dripped out of him over and over, and Emma just licked it up unsated.
When he finishes, he leans back and lets her nurse his cock, just the glans in her mouth, as she sucks him. It is not long before he does start to cum. He tries to hold back some so to allow her to enjoy his cream dripping from him like he is sucking a nipple. He can see she is in another place, enjoying sucking him dry. And to him it feels wonderful.
When she finishes, Donald wants to return the pleasure to Emma, but something about her demeanor holds him back. Instead, he helps her stand and heads her to bed where they fall together. They lay with Emma’s head on his chest as he strokes her hair and back until he hears her deep breathing and occasional quiet snore to let him know she is asleep.
Donald stays awake a little longer thinking about the day, this whole vacation, and even back over the last two months since he beheld Emma at his door for the first time. How his life has so changed in such a short time. And how wonderful this ride is being. He finally falls asleep too with a smile on his lips.
