My cousin Susan was never completely weaned. What I mean by that is, while dependence on her mother's breastmilk as a primary source of sustenance ended about when you would expect it to, it remained as an additional option amongst more conventional snack foods right up until her high school graduation, and even then, the only reason she was ever likely to f...
I came home from work today and I slowly began to unbutton the top I was wearing. The top, being unbuttoned the whole way down, slid off my shoulders onto the floor behind me. I moved to my bed and sat down on the edge, reaching behind my back to unbutton the clasps of my bra. 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5. My bra loosened and I let it slide off my shoulders, letting my...
The transition to college was bittersweet. Of course, Monnie, Ronnie, Rick, and I were all looking forward to the era of unprecedented independence and exploration that awaited us on the university campus, and we also looked forward to starting a long journey towards what we hoped would turn out to be engaging careers. On top of that, at least three of us we...
Copyright 2017 Matt Nicholson, All rights reserved Disclaimer - Fair Warning, this story contains some pretty wicked breast-oriented vampire stuff. It's extreme BDSM fantasy and necks are definitely NOT the target of choice, if you get my drift. If hard tit torment isn't your thing, you may want to go find a lighter or more romantic meal. If you like a m...
Would you like to have me to tease you? That's the question which I posed to Mary one rainy Saturday afternoon when we found ourselves at loose ends staring at the rain drops as they ran down the windows in our living room. From past experience, Mary was familiar with my ideas about teasing. In particular, she knew that I require her complicity. That is, sh...
Copyright 2017 Matt Nicholson. All rights reserved. Disclaimer – Like my other tales, this story pushes boundaries. It's a fantasy story, not the real thing. If you're not into hard breast punishment and fantasies involving less-than-consensual scenes, please go find something lighter. On the other hand, you enjoy such things, I think you'll be very happy...
Prologue Part 1 of this story introduced Scott Walker and Ava Booker who met at lunch in a mall restaurant when Scott took the last seat at the bar next to Ava. He was a manager at a large pharmaceutical company in town and Ava was an assistant to a vice president at a large advertising agency. They both had come to the mall to do some Saturday shopping and...
The fact that we had already decided to attend the same university made the decision to date Rick much easier. He, the twins, and I were all so close that there would've been a very real temptation to let that closeness wield undue influence on our choice of institution, so we had agreed that we would discuss the matter only with our parents and siblings, ma...
Roughly over the next two months, I worked regularly on inciting my body to produce milk, at first simply massaging and kneading my breasts for multiple 15- or 20-minute sessions daily. Raquel was very helpful and seemed eager to share the joys of feeding with another member of our rapidly solidifying quartet of close friends. I also got some advice from Mel...
They hadn't met. She was a single mom. He was a college professor. Only in the halls at their children's elementary school had their paths crossed. He always sat alone, along the rear wall, during plays and concerts; she was always busy with her daughter's hair, or substitute teaching. There lives were a world apart. Yet that Spring Tuesday she had worked a...