Let’s Take Care of Those Aching Tits

"Sit down." I tell Elaine, motioning toward the chaise in our bedroom.

"Why?" Elaine asks, furrowing her brow in confusion.

"Just do it. And while you're at it, I'll help you get rid of these clothes." I say and begin to lift her shirt.

She giggles as she puts her arms up, allowing me to slip her shirt over her head. I toss it to the floor and bend down to help her with her shorts and panties, lifting each leg one by one. I push gently on her thighs, forcing her to sit down on the chaise, and spread her legs wide open for me. Still crouching, I leave a trail of kisses from her knees to the inside of her thighs, and moan when I feel how warm and wet she already is for me.

I tease her by running my tongue through her pubic hair, stopping right before I get to her sensitive bundle of nerves. When she puts her hand on the back of my head and tries to grind her pelvis harder against my face, craving more friction, I pull my head back to resist her.

"Nah-uh-uh, darling. Not yet." I tut, earning me a frustrated moan. I smile, somewhat enjoying being a tease, and stand up to give her a soft kiss on her lips. I look down at her and can't help but take moment to admire the sweet creature sprawled in front of me.

Elaine is absolutely gorgeous. She of course thinks she needs to lose the baby weight and thinks she's fat and blah, blah, blah... but to me, she is absolutely perfect.

Her skin is silky smooth, her lips plump and soft, always begging to be kissed. She has a dangerously curvy body: toned legs, wide hips, big ass. She hates her stomach, but I love it - it's the perfect amount of toned and soft. I love everything about her body, but what I love most of all is her breasts. Especially since the baby.

What can I say... I'm a tits guy.

I swear I start to salivate just looking at her round, naked breasts hanging in front of my face. Her brownish-pink nipples are rock hard and protruding outward, and it takes everything I have not to attach my lips to them and start sucking.

"What?" Elaine says, looking up at me, as she squirms a bit.

"Just admiring how beautiful you are." I reply softly.

"Well thanks, Har, but after the stunt you just pulled my boobs are literally throbbing. And it hurts, you jerk!"

I chuckle. "Made ya horny, did I, love?" I raise an eyebrow at her.

"No shit." She replies, rolling her eyes at me.

"Well that's another thing I can help you take care of, darling." I snarl. "Don't move."

Moments later I return with her breast pump machine. I plug it in and kneel in front of her so that her swollen breasts are directly in front of my face.

"Lean back, baby." I instruct her.

"Come on, Harry. Just let me do it and get it over with. I refuse to involve my breast pump in foreplay." Elaine protests, trying to grab the machine from me.

I pull it away from her and hold it out of reach. "No, I want to help. I'm catering to your every need today, baby."

She rolls her eyes and lets out an exasperated sigh, but gives in and leans back to push her chest out toward me.

"Good girl." I praise her as I move my mouth to her breasts. I move my wet tongue around her nipples, wetting the area, but making sure not to suck and start the flow of milk.

“Harry, please. I’m so full. Please suck my tits or pump me. Please, baby.” Elaine begs me, wincing in half pain, half pleasure.

“Patience is a virtue, my love.” I say as I softly bite the soft flesh of her breasts.