a/n: learned some things about myself tonight. this one’s for the boob girls.
tags: : lactation k¡nk, heavy nipple play, needy!sub!sevika, dom!top!reader, scissoring, praise, bush, heavy focus on boobs, body whorship, fluff, porn w/ plot, domesticated life, perv!sevika, marriage, pet names used
after putting down your baby girl in her room you step back to watch her round plush face softly rise and fall. it’s been a long day; it been two weeks since you and sevika mutually decided it was time to stop breastfeeding. around three months after celebrating her fist birthday, both of you felt that it was time to let your baby grow into a new more independent stage in her life.
that didn’t mean it came with zero cons. each day is now filled with harsh and incessant cries, and even worse your body is still producing milk. routinely you pump in secret as to not rile up your daughter.
blowing your baby one last kiss, you double check to make sure your nanny cam is working before sauntering off to your shared bedroom. your wife laid on her back, the outline of her thick legs outlined by the pale moonlight washing over her toned large body. sevika wore nothing but a small crop top and thin boxer shorts, with so much under-boob you could see where her areolas end.
“oh you finally got her to sleep?” sevika grins up at you.
“i amaze myself sometimes.” you plop next to her, softly wincing from the pain of your full boobs. the fullness making them sway underneath your big tee. sevika wraps a free hand around your lower back, her other hand slightly raised as she watches a youtube livestream of a women’s ufc match—or she tried to, at least.
the problem is the way your boobs looked: they were absolutely agonizing.
although sevika was more neutral about you stopping; she couldn’t lie, she loved how heavy your breast became, or the way your nipples grew and hardened. so badly she wanted to wrap her tongue around your protruding nubs, licking slow flat circles lightly sucking between passes. of course, she’d never attempt anything, she’s too worried that you might judge her for this. in her spare time, whenever your off with the baby sevika is on your large queen bed pounding a thick dildo sniffing your nursing bras. loudly grunting, envisioning the weight of your heavy tits would in her mouth.
physically shaking her head to get rid of her most perverted thoughts., she palms her pussy over the thin fabric of her cotton boxers. you grin over to her, sevika is the most obvious whenever she's turned on. you always know what she wants, and this time is no exception. more than anything, you just wanted her to admit it.
“you watchin’ the fight?” you bite your lip, searching sevika’s face for her shameful answer.
“uhm, yea,” sevika’s face just barely flushes, “it’s just…aren’t you uncomfortable? being so—” sevika gulps.
“full?” you quirk up an eyebrow. sevika lets out a shaky breath,
“y’know, i was talking with some other mom’s and they say messages help with the pain.” you smirk, melting at how sevika’s eyes water with desire.
“o-oh, would you want something like that?”
you giggle, hooking your hand under your thin tee, flipping the shirt off to reveal your full breasts. they were so full you were leaking a fresh stream of milk from both of your engorged nipples.
“oh fuck.” sevika’s hand reaches out to grab them, but she stops midway. her eyes dart from you to your nipples, “you sure?”
"of course baby, it'll help me feel better." you nestle your naked body against sevika's chest, sighing into the feeling of her big hands over your aching breasts.
for a moment the two of you sit in silence, nothing but the faint sound of her live ufc match still coming from her phone. breath hitching, sevika firmly kneads your hard tits in sturdy large circles, making sure to listen to your relaxed sighs to make sure you felt comfortable.
"mm, yea..." your head lolls to the side facing away from your bulky wife. which is good because sevika can't hide the way her eyes latch onto your nipples when you start leaking unto her steady palms. your milk running down her hands.
“sevika.” your voice darkens.
“i’ve noticed the way you look at me when i’m like this.”
“i…i just,” sevika licks her lips, voice quivering. she buries her face into the your neck, still massaging. her lips brush against your ear, her voice breatheless.
“i've never been so turned on" sevika trails off, her face hot from embarrassment.
"awe, don't be embarrassed," you coo, guiding her still moving hands over your now sensitive nipples. "take what you want."
as soon as the utterance leaves your lips, sevika spins to face you, her face level to what she needed the most. wasting no time, she pounces on your chest. sucking slow flat circles just as she practiced in her mind so many times. licking up everything that leaked from before and coaxing even more out of you. it's been so long since sevika has touched you in this way, your body burned with horny nostalgia.
"f-fuck, sev!" you grab the back of her head, gripping at the roots of her hair. sevika couldn't bring herself to lift her head from your pulsing nipples; she opted to hungrily moan against you. milk leaked from either side of her mouth, her eyes wide. blissed out completely.
"mm, you're making me feel so good baby." you mewl.
sevika pulls you into her lap, slotting your legs into hers to that your bare cunt is flush against her clothed one. grunting in frustration sevika manages to pull her lips off of you to tear off her own boxers.
"need you now." she mumbles, spreading her legs wide, she uses her fingers to part her lips, revealing her read throbbing clit underneath her thick bush. wordlessly you slot yourself back into her, slowly grinding down on her clit with yours, the feeling instantly making your legs quiver. holding her chin in one hand and your boob in the other, you guide her face back to you.
"keep your hand on me, let me ride you pretty girl."
sevika takes your leaking tit back into her mouth, moaning at the way you taste. her eyes roll to the back of head as you start to grind down faster; each and every one of her nerves on fire.
"you're making such a mess!" you mock, your milk running down sevika's chin only making sevika more desperate for you. the way her pussy squelched against yours.
"you're gonna clean all this up." you hiss. sevika nods eagerly, her legs stuttering. her whines grew louder, only hushed by your large boob in her mouth. her hands still working in slow measured paces, slightly shaking from the overwhelming pleasure.
you stop fighting the growing smirk on your face. "oh, already?"
sevika mumbles out strained, whiny "mmhm!"
you grind at an unforgiving pace, sevika's giant legs trembling against you. her abs intensely flex as her whole body freezes, a quick hard burst of squirt explodes from her. coating the both of you in her thick juices.
greedy, her hips stuttered against you, but not stopping. she unlatches, her eyes pleading.
"please...please more!" her eyebrows furrow upward.
"oh, baby," you take your pointer and your index finger to rub some of her slick off of your stomach. you plunge your finger in her mouth, slightly pushing them in and out as sevika wraps her tongue around your fingers in her most honest attempt at cleaning it all off.
you chuckle, more to yourself than to her. you fully plan on her sucking you dry tonight.
