Nursing James: A Lactation Fantasy

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NURSING JAMES

By Evelyn Wren

Copyright 2012 Evelyn Wren

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Lily adjusted the big umbrella over her patio
table so that she and her baby would be protected from the bright
sun but would still have a view of her lush, colorful garden. As
soon as she had the umbrella angled to her satisfaction, she
dragged her cushioned patio chair over and settled in with her son,
ready to feed him for what already seemed like the millionth time
that day.

She dropped the straps of her sun dress and
her nursing bra from her shoulders, exposing both of her huge,
milky, white breasts at once, and in no time at all, her little boy
was latched on and sucking greedily at her sensitive nipple.

Her son was huge, in the ninetieth percentile
for his age, but the pediatrician said that his weight was
proportionate to his height, so Lily had to keep feeding him on
demand. For a while, Lily had felt overwhelmed; she was a stay at
home mother and she was beginning to feel like she was her son’s
prisoner. She was trapped with him in the house all day and he
constantly needed to be fed from her breasts. It had been her own
idea to breastfeed exclusively, but she hadn’t really realized how
hard it was going to be.

Her husband wasn’t any support to her at all.
He didn’t recognize how much work the baby was and he behaved as
though Lily were on an extended vacation. Worse, ever since she had
become pregnant, he had behaved more and more like Lily was his
employee. Most of his communications with her were either demands
or complaints, and he hadn’t made any romantic overtures in
months.

In fact, when she did have sex with him, Lily
felt more like she was servicing him than anything else. He
completely disregarded her feelings and sometimes treated her like
she was just a set of holes to fuck. She hadn’t had an orgasm since
she got pregnant, and she was beginning to dread her husband’s
touch. She actually found breastfeeding her son more pleasant, even
though it was also sometimes draining in more ways than one.

Once she had started feeding in her backyard,
though, at least some of her stress had been relieved. Moving her
feeding sessions outside made her feel less like a prisoner in her
own house. She could enjoy the sunshine and warm weather while her
son fed. She felt more relaxed surrounded by her beautiful flowers
and she suspected that the fresh air helped her little boy to sleep
better through the nights.

The plants, sunshine, and breeze weren’t the
only things drawing her outside, though. Lily would never admit it,
even to herself, but she had something kind of weird going on with
the guy who lived next door.

Her neighbor, James, was a single young man
and worked at home alone all day as some kind of writer. He was the
complete opposite of Lily’s husband. Whereas Lily’s husband prided
himself on being a man’s man, the sort of guy who yelled at the
T.V. during football games and didn’t know how to operate a washing
machine, James was considerate and gentlemanly. He made it a point
to compliment Lily on the roses she was so proud of, and he always
offered to help her if he saw her carrying groceries.

James even looked like Lily’s husband’s
opposite. Lily’s husband was a big, balding guy with a gut. James
had soft chestnut curls that fell almost to his shoulders and a
trim, athletic build. On more than one occasion, Lily’s husband had
made some sort of derogatory comment about James, calling him a
fruit or a sissy, but Lily suspected that James really made her
uneducated husband feel insecure.

At any rate, Lily had always had a crush on
James, and that crush had only intensified after she had given
birth. In fact, she spent most of the day fantasizing about
situations where James would come to her rescue and they would have
all kinds of hot, romantic sex.

For the time being, though, Lily wasn’t
exactly sure what they were doing. When she first began feeding her
son in the backyard during the day, it was just so that she could
get out of the house and relax. These days, however, her
motivations were slightly less wholesome.

It had all started a few days after she had
begun feeding outside. She had noticed a shadow moving in James’s
window and remembered that he liked to work at his desk facing his
own backyard. At first, it hadn’t occurred to her that he may have
noticed her and she felt slightly less alone with him working
nearby.

When she ran into him later that day, though,
he blushed and diverted his eyes when she greeted him. She knew for
sure then that he had been watching her. At first, she was
embarrassed and didn’t want to face him again. She stayed inside
for the next couple of days, nursing on her sofa in front of the
television.

She couldn’t get James out of her head,
though, and the longer she thought about the little show she’d put
on for him, the hotter she felt. Soon, she found herself back in
the yard, feeding her son and trying to discreetly look into her
neighbor’s window. She told herself that she was feeding in the
yard for her son’s benefit, but the truth was that she was dying to
see that shadowy figure in the window once again.

It had been so long since Lily had felt sexy
or beautiful and the idea of her post-partum body turning someone
on, especially someone like James, was incredibly arousing to her.
Suddenly, breastfeeding made her feel powerful and feminine.

Every day, usually several times per day,
Lily would bring her son outside so that she could feed him in full
view of her neighbor. She tried to bring him out at the same times
every day so that James knew when to expect her, and she had begun
to search for his figure in the window without even bothering to
hide her glances. She wanted him to know that she was coming out
for him.

He was almost always there, sitting at his
desk. Lily couldn’t see into the dark window well enough to tell
what he was doing, but she sincerely hoped that he was jerking off.
That’s what she chose to assume, and she made every effort to come
out looking her best.

These little “dates” had
been going on for a few weeks, and Lily was feeling more and more
bold. Sometimes, she sat with her breasts out long after her son
had eaten his fill. She’d stare directly into James’s window and
hope that he was staring back.

Unfortunately, she hadn’t run into him in
person since that first time when things were so awkward. She had
no idea how he felt about her, or whether he knew that she knew he
was watching her. She played out lots of fantasies in her
imagination, though, where they would encounter one another and
then end up having crazy amounts of mind-blowing sex.

For the time being, they were just fantasies,
and Lily assumed that they would stay fantasies. After all, she was
a married woman and she didn’t even know for sure whether James was
interested.

Lily became so lost in her thoughts about
James that when she heard his sliding glass door open up, she was
complete startled and nearly dropped her child.

“
Whoa, sorry, didn’t mean to
surprise you,” James looked concerned and Lily was momentarily
embarrassed by her clumsiness. She noticed that he wasn’t wearing
anything but an old pair of blue jeans. His lean but muscular torso
was well tanned and Lily could make out a trail of curly hairs
heading down his belly into his pants.

For a second, she forgot that she was half
naked.

“
Oh, not at all,” she
responded, slightly flustered and cursing herself for her
gracelessness, “we were just out here enjoying the weather.” She
made a quick decision not to acknowledge her bare breasts at
all.

“
Yes, it’s beautiful,” James
responded, shielding his eyes from the sun.

“
Care to join us?” Lily was now
making her best efforts at being smooth, which wasn’t easy with a
baby at her breast.

“
Sure,” her hot neighbor
responded, already pulling up a seat close to her own. “He’s
growing really fast.” James stared unabashedly at Lily’s breasts,
pretending to show interest in her kid. Her creamy, white skin was
stretched taut over her milk-engorged mounds. They were so swollen
that they almost looked like implants, and James could just barely
make out a network of thin, blue veins beneath their
surfaces.

“
Yes, he eats like a horse,”
Lily responded, adjusting her son’s weight. Just then, he finished
with the breast he was at and let go, momentarily
satisfied.

“
He’s a lucky boy,” James
replied, with his eyes still on Lily’s magnificent tits.

“
Hmph, I wish that his father
agreed with you,” Lily pouted a little bit. She couldn’t help
it.

“
Seriously?” James asked,
genuinely surprised that any man on Earth would be foolish enough
not to appreciate a wife this hot. “You look fantastic. Absolutely
gorgeous. Any man who doesn’t appreciate you must be either blind
or insane.” He immediately regretted laying it on so thick, but it
was true, Lily was incredible.

“
Thanks, James,” she blushed,
basking in the compliment, “that was very sweet of you.”

“
I was being completely honest.
Lily, I feel a bit ashamed to admit this, but I’ve actually been
watching you out here with your son for weeks. I can’t take my eyes
off you and it’s preventing me from getting any work
done.”

“
Oh God, I’m sorry,” Lily
hadn’t even considered that her breastfeeding sessions might be an
unwelcome distraction. Her face burned with shame.

“
Oh no, Lily, I didn’t mean to
say that you were causing me any problems. On the contrary; when
you come out to feed your son it’s the highlight of my day.” James
leaned in further towards Lily and she could feel the heat
emanating from his skin. Now she didn’t know what to do. Was James
telling her that he wanted her or that she should stop? Lily put
her son down to nap in his carrier on the ground, hoping that her
neighbor would explain what he was getting at.

“
I’m sorry, that was totally
inappropriate,” James leaned back into his seat. Lily looked up at
him, startled and clearly disappointed.

“
I’m not offended at all. It
was nice to hear that not every man thinks I’m disgusting now that
I have a baby.”

“
Disgusting?” James leaned
back, looking deep into Lily’s eyes, “I think you’re beautiful.” He
cupped Lily’s face in one of his strong hands and they gazed at
each other for a moment before he planted a soft, gentle kiss on
her lips.

Lily’s heart raced and her pussy tingled. She
couldn’t believe what she was doing, but she couldn’t stop either.
She closed her eyes as James kissed her lovingly, pushing his
tongue into her mouth to meet her own. Lily felt her peachy-pink
nipples harden even though there was a warm breeze and she leaned
in closer, pressing her lips harder against James’s.

Without pulling away, James reached for one
of Lily’s creamy tits. He stroked her gently, aware that sometimes
breastfeeding women got sore, and brushed his thumb lightly over
her nipple. When she responded by increasing the intensity of her
kiss, he took her nipple between his thumb and index finger and
felt a warm, slippery liquid.

“
Oh!” Lily was slightly
embarrassed, “sorry about that.”

“
It’s incredibly hot,” James
assured her, squeezing another droplet out and rubbing the milk
between his fingers. Once again, Lily did not know what to say. She
stood up, letting her sundress fall to her feet, and straddled
James.

James put his hands on Lily’s ass and gazed
into her eyes again. He desperately wanted to drink from her, but
he didn’t want to do anything that made her uncomfortable. He
glanced down at her breasts and returned his gaze to her eyes and
Lily understood exactly what he wanted. She lifted her own breast
and offered it to him.

The handsome writer took the pert, rosy
nipple into his mouth and let his tongue circle around a bit,
teasing it until it puckered. James could taste a very faint
sweetness on the nipple and was eager to try Lily’s milk but
restrained himself.

He kissed her breast softly as she moaned.
Lily could feel her panties getting wet and she could feel James’s
cock hardening in his jeans. She ground herself against him a
little bit, wanting to feel him inside of her.