Breeding My Lactating Wife

My name is Aarav and I'm 29 years old, married to a beautiful woman Rhea. She is 21 years old and we have a one year old son Ishaan.

It was the middle of the night. Our bedroom was dark except for the faint glow of the night lamp in the corner. I was laying shirtless in nothing but a boxers on my bed. Beside me, my wife Rhea sat up slightly against the bed frame, her long black hair loose, one arm cradling my little son Ishaan, who nursed peacefully on her breast.

I turned slowly, my eyes lingering on her face first. Even in this quiet hour, half-awake, she looked breathtaking. Her left tit was out, breastfeeding my son. I could see the dark veins all over her milky white tits. Her nipples were dark brown, which used to be pink, before I impregnated her. My son was grabbing her tit with his tiny hands and was nursing peacefully.

"He is a one lucky bastard," I murmured, voice husky with sleep.

My wife looked at me, eyebrow raising slightly. "Hmm?"

"He gets to suck on your tits without even trying," I said, nodding toward her boobs with a crooked smile. "I, on the other hand, had to fight with your whole family before you let me come near to your tits."

Rhea laughed softly, blushing, trying to hush me. "Aarav!"

"I'm serious," I whispered, inching closer, brushing a hand over her thigh. "He's getting all your titty milk while I'm just lying here, heartbroken."

She gave me a playful nudge with her elbow. "You're terrible."

I reached over with a mischievous grin and whispered, "Come on, champ. Let your mom rest. Time for you to sleep so your poor dad can have five uninterrupted minutes with the prettiest woman on the planet."

Rhea giggled. "Aarav!"

I continued in a dramatic whisper, gently patting my son's back, "You've had your turn. You've been hogging those tits all evening. Don't you think Papa deserves some too?"

Ishaan gave a little grunt, then blinked slowly before settling deeper against Rhea's chest.

"That's right," I murmured, shifting closer and lowering my voice to a teasing murmur. "Sleep, my little milk pirate. Drift off and let Daddy romance the queen you've been keeping hostage all day." As Ishaan lay on his crib, sleeping soundly, the room was quiet now.

I turned slowly to face Rhea. "No more interruptions," I whispered, brushing my fingers along her jaw. I gently pinned her down on the bed and mounted on top of her. She was looking erotic and excited. I pulled down her dress till her waist and cupped her tits, gently playing with her nipples. "Aarav..," she moaned my name, making me rock hard.

Slowly I leaned forward, took her right nipple in my mouth and gave a soft squeeze to her tit. A stream of sweet and warm milk filled my mouth. "Fuck!" I gasped. "I love you so much," I murmured in her ears, before resuming the milk sucking. I was not gentle. I sucked her tits with no mercy, as I was trying to mark them as my property. As if she was my breeding cow.

Rhea lay beneath me, her fingers tangled in the sheets and her mouth pressed tightly shut. She was trying so hard not to make a sound and wake our son. It was kind of hot to see her struggle like that. So, I slid a hand between her thighs and grabbed tight between her legs. She was about to moan hard, before I put a hand to shut her mouth.

"You're doing this on purpose," Rhea whispered breathlessly.

"Maybe," I grinned with a crooked smile.

"You are an evil man," she said with an evil smile. She wanted me to be an evil man. So, I grabbed between her thighs even tighter until her dress was soaked in her pussy juice and I could feel it on my fingers.

I went back on sucking her milk while my left hand was inside her dress, rubbing her clit and, I was dry humping on her thighs. I was a manice, with no mercy on her soft curvy body. I don't know how long it went on but I sucked her tits until they stopped milking and she cum hard all over my hand.

She looked exhausted after that and lay beneath me with her eyes closed. I kissed her with my mouth full of her breastmilk. Gave her the taste of herself. Like a good girl she took it all while kissing me hard and swallowed it. A single drop of milk rolled down her cheeks which I licked off her face and kept on making out with her.

After I was done, I lay beside her. She looked happy, satisfied. But then something shifted, her expression changed. "It's my turn now," Rhea said with an evil grin, "to return the favour." I looked towards the crib, Ishaan was still sleeping peacefully in the midst of this chaos. "Try not to scream and wake him," Rhea whispered, "because I won't be gentle with you."

She rolled on top of me, taking the charge. I leaned forward, grabbed her by the hair, not so gently, and kissed her hard. "I don't want you to be gentle," I said before submitting myself to her. She smiled, pinned me down and pulled my boxers off. I was already hard and leaking. "I love how you still get a hard on like a teenage boy, just by my body heat," she said with a smile.

Rhea grabbed my cock gently, pulled the skin down slowly like she was peeling a banana. She took the raw smell of my cock before licking all the pre cum off my dick. She came closer to my face with her tongue out. I could see my sticky pre cum all over her tongue. She shoved her tongue down my throat, and gave me a taste of myself.

"You dirty little bitch," I teased.

"Yes, I'm. Daddy," she replied with a grin.

But that was just the beginning. She went down on me, spread my legs wide open and went directly for my butthole. "Ahhhh... Fuck!" I gasped for air. But she didn't stop. Her fingers were digging on my ass cheeks, spreading them wide open while her tongue was exploring the insides of my butthole.

In the excitement, I didn't realise how loud I was until I heard a little noise from the crib just a few feet away. "Damn it," I said, "Did we just wake up the little cockblocker?"

"Aarav!" Rhea giggled softly, "Just stay quiet, and he will go back to sleep."

"Easy for you to say," I complained, "You are not the one with your legs wide open, getting your ass eaten by the most beautiful person in the world."

Rhea's eyes narrowed as a smirk slowly curved across her lips. "What did you just say?"

"I..." I blinked. "I said... that you're... beautiful." Then I realised. "Oh fuck."

She spread my ass cheeks even wider. I could feel her nails digging deep on my ass cheeks while she was shoving her tongue deeper and deeper inside my butthole.

My breath caught. "Rhea. No. Don't do that. He's still not awake completely. But if you keep going like that I won't be able to hold my scream. And then he would wake for sure. Ahhh... Fuck..."

The baby gave another little grunt and then, silence. He didn't wake but he might, anytime.

"You started it," she whispered, lips brushing against my cock. "Calling me beautiful, saying it's hard to be near me... You want me to ignore that?"

Rhea was taking her sweet time with my butthole, my balls and my cock. She would eat my ass then suck my balls and then lick my shaft, all without even using her hands. I was clutching the sheets, biting my pillow to hold my moan. It was a torture. A sweet torture. Deep down some part of me didn't want this sweet agony to ever end.

It felt like an eternity, until my balls finally gave up, and released all the excitement at once. I looked down, my cock was busting like a volcano, spreading all its thick white cum all around it. Rhea was holding it, giving it gentle strokes, my cum flowing down her fingers. She was looking at it like an artist looks at its master piece.

I lay there, eyes closed, feeling exhausted and satisfied. Rhea came and lay beside me with her head resting on my chest. She was hugging me tight. I looked at the crib. No movements. No grunt. The baby didn't wake the whole time. Now he was sleeping peacefully.

"He is one little interruptor," I murmured, "How I'm gonna make love to you when he is grown."

Rhea didn't say anything. Just chuckled.

"I'm serious." I tilted my head to look down at her. "He's got perfect timing. Always wake up the second I even think about touching you. God knows what he would do when he is little grown up."

Rhea's fingers drifted lower down my chest, drawing circles on my skin. "Well, maybe it's time we give him someone else to bother." She lifted her head to look at me with a sweet innocent smile, but it was unable to hide the lust in her eyes.

I grinned. That crooked, fearless grin. "So, you are saying. He needs a partner in crime. A little brother. Maybe a sister?"

She flushed and looked away. "No, I'm not..."

I rolled on top of her, pinning her down with my weight. My cock, which was limping a second ago, was rushing with all the blood in my body. Rhea could feel it on her thighs, how excited me and my cock was feeling just by the thought of making another baby with her.

"You do." I grinning wide. "You want it, don't you?"

Her cheeks turned red. "I... maybe."

I slid a hand down her waist, and then to her hips. Lips brushing her collarbone. My cock was throbbing. "Maybe isn't gonna get you a baby, Rhea."

She laughed nervously, feeling my cock against her thighs, biting her lip.

"I mean it," I whispered, lips brushing her ear now. "If we're doing this, really doing it, I want to hear you say it."

Rhea swallowed, squirming a little under him. "I can't just... say it."

"Oh, but you can," I said. "And I'm not doing anything until you do."

"Aarav... Please, don't do this to me," she almost choked. And I loved it.

I propped myself over her, cocky and unrelenting. "Tell me."

She looked at me, completely flustered, her tits rising and falling faster now.

"I want..." Her voice trailed off.

"Louder," I whispered, pressing a kiss just under her boobs, and another one on her navel. "I can't give you what you want if you don't ask."

"I want you to..." She bit her lip hard. "To give me a baby."

I grinned like a devil. "That wasn't so hard."

But then I stopped moving. I wanted her to suffer a little more.

She blinked up at me. "What are you doing?"

"Oh, now I've changed the rules," I said smugly. "Now you have to beg."

Her jaw dropped. "Aarav!"

"Nope." I brushed a slow hand down her thigh. "I want to hear it. All of it. Say it like you mean it."

She stared at me, caught between horror and desperate heat.

"Please," she whispered.

"Please what?"

Her voice trembled. "Please... give me a baby."

I still didn't move. "Say it again."

"Aarav..."

"Again."

She squeezed her eyes shut. "Please, Aarav. Please give me a baby. I want it so badly I can't think straight."

Before she could open her eyes, I shoved my cock balls deep inside her pussy. She gasped. Before she could scream, my hand was on her mouth, shutting it tight. I was so deep inside her that I felt her heartbeats, or it might just be her pussy pulsating, gripping my cock tighter, begging it not to get separated.

"That's all I needed, sweetheart."

I was kissing her hard, pulling her under him, hands everywhere. Her tits were still empty, but that didn't stop me from sucking on them hard. Biting her nipples in between just to see her gasp in pleasure. She was moaning my name over and over as I was fucking her, going deeper and deeper with every stroke. She is my wife, mother of my child, but at that moment I was fucking her like she is some whore I paid for.

"You want to feel me fill you up, don't you? Feel my thick baby making juice filling your womb"

"I'm gonna make you drip with me, again and again. Until I'm certain that I have fucked another baby in you."

"You're gonna be so pregnant, Rhea."

Her hands clawed at my back, breath breaking as she clung to me, moaning through every thrust.

"Yes, Aarav... please... don't stop... ahh... fuck! Yes... Aarav! Ahh..."

I didn't stop. Even for a second. We were rolling on the bed as if we were wrestling. Sometimes she was on top of me, mounting my cock hard, clutching it hard inside her pussy. And sometimes I was on top, humping her like a horny dog. We got so carried away that we forgot that Ishaan was still sleeping there.

We heard a little cry. The baby was awake now. "Right on time," I growled in the middle of fucking. "He sensed that dad is about to impregnate mom."

Rhea chuckled, "Aarav! You are unbelievable."

"Your son is cockblocking me," I whispered in mock anguish. "He wants his mom all for himself and doesn't want another sibling."

The baby gave another soft whine, louder this time.

"See? He's not even hungry," I said. "He just knows I'm about to make another baby with his mom."

Rhea covered her face with both hands, laughing quietly. "You're impossible."

Then, still catching her breath, Rhea turned to me and said, "Finish."

I blinked. "What? Really?"

"Baby can wait a minute," Rhea said, cheeks glowing, eyes soft but determined. "I want this too. I'm about to cum. Just... be quick."

A beat passed. I stared at her, stunned. And then a grin broke across my face so wide it might look boyish. "You evil woman," I teased, "I fell in love with you all over again."

"I know," she said with a smirk, pulling me back down. "Now shut up and breed a cute little baby in me before this one really wakes up."

I kissed her hard while my cock was kissing her womb, filling it with my seed. A few strokes and she cum hard all over me. Soon after, I busted inside her, filled her with my cum. She was hugging me tight as if she feared I might pull out. But I lay there, with my cock inside her until my balls were empty. Her eyes were closed, but she was still responding to my kisses.

I saw the crib, the baby was not moving or making any sound now.

"Daddy won, little guy. You are getting a little sibling soon. No doubt." I whispered.

Rhea, still in my arms with my cock inside her, half awake, gave a cute smile. "I love you, Aarav," she murmured in her sleep. "I will give you a cute baby."

I kissed her lips. "I know," I whispered in her ears, "I love you too."

This was the night I believe I had impregnated my wife for the second time and our son Vihaan was born. I took some creative liberty to make it erotic and dramatic. But this is a true story. I hope you all like it. Don't forget to comment your feedbacks and suggestions.