I want you to imagine how it would feel if your own breasts looked this. Imagine the weight as they hang heavy from your slight frame. Imagine the sense of pressure, at first barely imperceptible, but soon growing into an urgent, throbbing ache that will come to dominate your thoughts if not addressed. Look down at your significantly-expanded tits and marvel at their size and the way the milk rapidly filling inside them keeps them firm and jutting outward.
Trace your hands wistfully across the network of blue veins crisscrossing your mammaries, a product of stretched skin and quick growth, and then at last down to your dusky aureola. They had once been a girly pink color, now they are dark, womanly color that communicate to all who see them what your body is capable of producing. The pressure is almost unbearable now. Your tits are stretched and achy, and the urge to be fed from, to have a hungry, unrelenting mouth suck away at your nipples, is all-encompassing.
But there is no man around, at least not yet. Gingerly, you bring your thumb and forefinger to your nubs, bolts of sheer pleasure traveling to your pussy with a ferocity never previously experienced. Even before your hands are in place you feel a moistness–your letdown is beginning. Soon milk is spraying from your breasts, the pleasure accompanying every tug and spurt only encouraging you to knead harder, deeper, faster. After a while you find your tits no longer spraying. They are softer now, and a little smaller, which actually disappoints you a bit. But you also know that the more you drain, the more your body will make as a result, and the bustier you’ll get.
You were blessed with big tits for a reason. They are there to be groped and fondled and sucked on, and ultimately to produce milk. Your job is to make milk because deep down it is in your feminine nature to want to feed others and use your body to make them happy. And you know that your body will reward you for these acts by making them so pleasurable and so rewarding that you’ll never want to stop.
I encourage wives who may be reading this to try this.
Please do
mind if I drop these here?🍒
Just give in. Don't resist.
The urge to getting my ass fucked 🥹
She’s so cute. Got the girl next door vibe.
Always be proud of your breasts
Both. One for cuddling and watching TV with, the other to turn into my cuckquean.
Good wives share their husbands. They know their friends and other women have needs too.
I’ve had husbands reach out to me before, asking me to talk to their wives.
Then when the wife finds out she becomes a cuckquean, supporting her husband cumming in other women.
the feminine urge to be the side slut of a married man.
to feel the thrill of knowing it's wrong, the pleasure of feeling the wedding ring on his finger in my mouth after he finger fucked me.
I want him to tell me how much he loves his wife while he fucks me from behind, to know that when he looks at me the only thing that will always be in his gaze is lust.
I need him to lose his mind if I start dating another guy so he has to remind me that I am his by cumming inside of me.
I want to send him pictures while he's at home with her, just for him to make a bad excuse to come find me so he can rip my underwear and drag me to the bed and fuck me without any mercy while he uses me for his own pleasure.
M/31 - TXI enjoy chatting in general and regarding various kinks. Blogs keep getting nuked but I have been around Tumblr for a minute. Can't stay away as there are too many intriguing people to talk to and too much fun to be had to stay away. Please feel free to send a message, ask, etc.MDNI
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