Chapter 5
5
Leche & Herb
I can clean the bookstore after. Right now, I’m taking advantage of the fact that the universe dropped Chip into our lap. That’s a miracle and I can’t say no.
Lifting my shirt, I expose the nude nursing bra keeping my eyes on Chip. His bright eyes are shining, wide with excitement as he lifts himself from the chair to his feet. He’s tall— much taller than I expected but I like it. I’ve always imagined myself with a tall man.
Sometimes I put Herb on the table.
But this is better.
“Wh—we’re—-we’re just gonna launch right into it?” Chip stutters in shock, despite the fact he’s moving toward me eagerly. I shake my head, nodding for him to stay right where he is.
“No, Herb and I are going to show you what we do, and you’re going to watch.”
I’m not usually a exhibitionist. In fact, I’ve always hidden my sex life with Herb because I didn’t want people to know.
But that was only because I knew no one wanted to. No one has understood my needs until now.
“You can watch now, and partake… say…” my pulse hammers as my nerves swim up my neck. He wants this Leche. This isn’t a joke . Swallowing as I unclip my bra, letting one heavy, full breast fall out, I finish my sentence. “Tomorrow night? After a nice date where we get to know each other?”
Chip nods as he rests his hands over his crotch, likely hiding that same erection I already spotted. “That sounds great… but… if you want, we can go on a few dates before we do anything. I don’t want to push it. You know. I want you to be comf…” his sentence hangs as I move my hand, letting him see my bare breast, my nipple hard and pink.
Watching him shift on his feet to hide his eager erection has me tingling.
Pins and needles tingling.
“I’ve waited too long, Chip. I don’t want to wait any longer.” I bring Herb’s eager mouth to my breast, but before I turn him on and get started, I tell Chip what I want right now. “Put your hands at your sides while you watch.”
I let my head fall back as I move Herb’s wide mouth around my areola, easing into it. I love the way my nipple slides around the inside of him as I move him, making it hard. Pulling Herb off, I look down at my breast, my pussy tingly at the pink ring circling my areola. My nipple is so hard. I drag the side of Herb’s mouth over it, and slowly, a bead of white cream bubbles at the tip.
Chip sucks in a breath, releasing it as a hungry groan. “Holy shit, oh my God,” he mutters, stepping closer.
I look up, my eyes growing hazy from all the pleasure I’m about to experience, but I shake my head no. “Just watch,” I tell him as I let Herb’s mouth cover me again. Reaching out, I gently trail my fingers up and down his on/off switch, stroking the toggle with my thumb and pointer finger.
“You, uh, gonna turn it on?” Chip asks, his voice bubbling with need.
“Him,” I correct. “I’m going to turn him on, yes. But I won’t use him and just… flip the switch.” I stroke the long metal toggle again, then with Herb fully covering my breast, I lift the toggle.
Herb fires on, his settings perfect for my mood– low and slow. Using my free hand, I drag the tip of my pinky around his mouth, breaking his suction. Fire rushes through my chest, centering in my breast, my clit blooming as I let Herb fully seal to me again. Burning flutters through my nipple and my head falls forward, chin to chest as let down begins.
“Oh my gosh, Herb,” I moan, slipping my pinky in his mouth again, breaking his seal. I pull him back, exposing my dripping nipple to Chip. I glance up to find his eyes hooded, his mouth parted, and all of his focus centered on my breast. Milk rolls down the full curve of my plentiful breast, then down my torso before I swipe it up, and push it into my mouth.
“You–oh my gosh,” Chip groans, his hands fighting the urge to cover his crotch. Blinking at the erection not hidden in his jeans, I reseal Herb’s mouth to my breast and let him suck me through let down, the need between my legs exploding.
I’ve never been nursed while in the presence of a thick, hard human cock.
I love Herb, but he is a vacuum and as good as he is with a mouth, I’m realizing as I stare at Chip that an actual cock while being nursed could be game-changing.
“Take it out,” I moan, moving Herb around my breast a few seconds before unlatching him with my pinky. I lower Herb to the counter, and bring both hands to my breast.
“I thought,” Chip starts, his hands working his belt. “You wanted to wait for dinner tomorrow.”
Shaking my head, I knead my breast as I get to my knees, my nipple aching for Herb’s mouth. I roll my thumb around the peaked, white tip. “I’m so horny for you Herb,” I say to Herb who rests, waiting and willing behind me. Looking up at Chip as he pulls out seven inches of hard, veiny heaven, I whisper, “but I need to see my milk on your cock, Chip.”
He swallows. “I want that, too.” He glances at Herb, then back to me. “I want to suck like him, too, though.”
I smile. “You will. After our date like you said. This is just… because I can’t wait.” I tear my eyes from his cock and look up at him. “I’ve wanted to touch a cock for so long.”
He blinks down at me. “I’ve wanted to play with breast milk for so long.”
Aligning my nipple with the top of his crown, I look up, watching him as I begin kneading out warm streams of milk. He groans as my milk splatters along his shaft.
“We’re a perfect combo then, aren’t we?”
I knead as milk sprays all over him, and I watch his face twist into a pleasure so raw and powerful that he makes me smile. “Stroke yourself with my milk, Chip.”
“But I’ll come.”
“So come.”
He glances at Herb. “Can… can I try Herb’s mouth when I’m close?”
My chest tightens. “You want to share for real?”
Chip wraps one hand around his sticky cock and groans. “Anything for you, Leche.”
Quickly, I bring Herb over, positioning between me and Chip. I turn him on, moving his sexy little mouth from my breast to Chip’s dick, letting him drink from my full breast then suckle on his needy cock. Back and forth we go until Chip is sweating and on the brink of orgasm.
“Leche, I’m gonna come.”
At the last minute, I get a bit jealous of sharing Herb’s mouth and I knock him out of the way, and Chip’s hand, too. Taking over, I stroke him, my pussy weeping at the hot heat of his cock. First stroke has him erupting, covering my breast in ribbons of cum, thick, white and seemingly unending.
While Chip pants and mumbles, I grab Herb and turn him back on. I bring his willing mouth to my breast and Chip groans as Herb licks up his cum. When he’s done, he brings his helpful little mouth to my breast where I let him latch.
Chip watches as Herb fills up, draining my breast in just a few minutes. And when I’m empty, my other breast howls for attention. But not as much as my clit begs to be touched.
“Holy crap, Leche, that was so hot,” he breathes, tucking himself away.
I glance to Herb, his mouth sloppy from everything Chip and I have given him in the last twenty minutes. But I want to give him even more. I’ve just never done any of this with an audience.
I chew my lip but don’t stand up. Instead, I fall back on my butt with my legs out in front of me. “I’ve never let anyone watch Herb nurse, so I don’t know why this next part makes me feel anxious but…” I blink up at Chip who is watching me more intensely than I’ve ever been watched. But with wide eyes, his body lurching forward, eager to listen, help, please.
“What?” he asks. “I can go if–”
The mere offer to leave has me trusting Chip to watch. I shake my head. “Stay. Stay and take off my pants. I need Herb right now, but I want you to watch. I want you to see why I want him to be involved with us,” I say, boldly assuming there will be an us simply because we share the same kink.
Chip drops to his knees and has my shoes and socks off in no time. Slowly he tugs off my pants, leaving nothing but my soaked panties on. He eyes the dark center, groaning. “You’re wet,” he whispers, reaching for my pussy.
I stop him. “Wait. Let Herb warm me up and you can finish me.”
He nods.
I bring Herb’s mouth to my pussy and slowly tug the damp fabric aside, exposing a thatch of curls on my mound, and glistening pink lips, swollen from need.
“Your pussy is gorgeous,” Chip murmurs, leaning in to take a deep lungful. I let him smell my arousal, because no one has ever done that before. It’s hot being able to turn a man on so much with my body.
Spreading my legs, I press Herb’s mouth to my clit, cast Chip a headlong glance, then turn him on. The roar of the machine startles Chip, and my legs threaten to snap shut at the feel of the first few, aggressive sucks, but I fight it. I keep my legs wide as Herb destroys my clit in the best ways, making my toes curl in under thirty seconds.
“I’m close, Herb, baby,” I groan, stroking my fingers along his ribbed tubing. I look at Chip who is just a foot away, staring at where Herb and I connect, where he sucks my pussy like it’s his job.
“Switch, boys,” I tell them, “switch and let Chip finish me with his fingers.”
I cast Herb aside in the throes of passion, grabbing Chip’s hand and bringing it to my clit. “Two fingers,” I breathe, the orgasm unspooling in my belly, getting ready to shake me to my core. “Right here,” I guide Chip further, telling him to stroke up and down my clit the way I like when I’m masturbating.
He follows my orders like a good boy, making me surrender to an explosive orgasm in under ten strokes.
“Yes, oh Herb, oh Chip!” I scream, the names of the men who wrecked my pussy, loving how they echo through the empty bookshop. “Yes, yes, yes!” I scream, my head falling back as Chip’s hand falls away. A moment later, I hear Herb come to life, and when I look I see Chip guiding Herb to lick up the gushing mess between my legs.
“Oh my gosh,” I breathe, staring at the liquid sitting atop the tightly woven carpet. “I… made a mess.”
“You gushed, you squirted, I don’t know what to call it but it was hot Leche,” he says, moving Herb around to drink up every drop of my orgasm. I can’t help but notice he’s hard again, a massive bulge pressing against the fly of his jeans.
He turns Herb off and strokes his long pointer finger around his mouth. “You were great tonight, Herb,” he comments.
I look at my two guys and I know, whether Herb and I just met Chip or not, we’re fated to be together.
It’s too perfect for it to be a mistake.