Passionate Dreams of Sister-wife breastfeeding

Martha's POV:

Martha lay sprawled on the bed, her body still tingling from the aftershocks of her orgasm as Amy's tongue had sent her soaring into the stratosphere of pleasure. She panted, her eyes heavy-lidded as she watched Amy wipe her chin with the back of her hand, a smug smile on her face.

"Fuck, that was amazing," Martha breathed, her voice husky with satisfaction. "You are incredibly talented with your tongue."

Amy smirked, crawling up the side of the bed. "I'm glad you enjoyed it. We sister-wives have to stick together and make each other feel good, after all!"

Martha couldn't help but crack up at her words, laughing merrily." I guess we truly are harem girls, aren't we? Sister-wives bonded together by our desire to be bred by the Doctor and a shared love for the same man."

Amy nodded, her eyes glinting with mischief. "Exactly. And we should take advantage of that bond, don't you think?"

She leaned in, her breath hot against Martha's ear. "I want to see you fuck the Doctor. I want to see you take his cock, watch him fill you up with his seed. I want to hear him roar as he penetrates you, as he officially claims another harem girl for his own. I want to see your face as you come, as you feel him knot inside you, his cum flooding your womb. I want to watch him make you pregnant, Martha...I want to watch him breed you." Amy's voice was a low, hungry growl, her breath hot against Martha's ear.

Martha's eyes widened, her breath hitching as she felt a fresh wave of desire wash over her. She turned her head, capturing Amy's lips in a fierce, passionate kiss. Their tongues clashed, their teeth scraped, and their bodies pressed together as they devoured each other.

“I want to watch you fuck the Doctor too,” Martha murmured against Amy’s lips. “I want to see his cock stretch you out, hear you scream as he fills you up. I want to watch him breed you, too, if he hadn't already, Amy. I want to share him with you so much it feels almost unreal.”

Amy moaned, her hips jerking against Martha's. "That sounds so fucking hot. I want to see you pregnant with his child, Martha, your belly growing with his offspring growing inside you. And after we have both given birth, I want you to do me the honor of breastfeeding my baby too," She admitted, her voice getting more emotional at that moment. "Will you do that for me, Martha? Will you nurse my kid with me?"

Martha felt her heart swelling at Amy's words; the sight of her lying there with her emotions laid bare to her as they contemplated such dreamy matters being almost enough to make her come again.

She soon nodded, her voice husky with unspoken words as she looked into Amy's eyes. "Of course I will, Amy. I would be honored to feed your baby from my breast as if it were my own. And I will let you do the same for mine because I want to feel our shared bond go even deeper as we nurture the Doctor's children together. We'll be the first mothers of New Gallifrey, the start of a new era for our beloved Time Lord, so this sounds like a wonderful idea to me."

Martha and Amy shared a moment of pure, raw emotion before their bodies took over once again, their need for each other growing too strong to ignore after they poured their hearts out to each other. They began to kiss again, their lips meeting in a fierce, passionate clash. Their hands roamed each other's bodies, touching and caressing with a newfound urgency. They wanted to feel every inch of each other, to explore and claim what was now theirs.

Martha's hand squeezed Amy's ass, her nails digging into the soft flesh as she pulled her closer. Amy's hips bucked against her in response, their wet pussies grinding together. They broke apart long enough for Martha to lift Amy and position her on top of her, their bodies aligned perfectly.

"Ride me, Amy," Martha urged, her voice hoarse with desire. "Make yourself come on my face."

Amy's eyes widened at her words, and she was caught in a sudden gasp. But then she nodded, her hands bracing against the headboard as she began to move. She slid herself against Martha, their bodies making wet, sloppy sounds as she tongue-fucked her. The redhead ground herself against Martha, her clit being licked with every thrust.

The sensation was electric, so strong it almost hurt, based on Amy's trembling movements and occasional flinches that came with major gasps of pleasure. But it felt too good to stop, so she kept going, riding Martha's face like it was a fucking bull at a rodeo.

Martha herself was moaning like crazy, her tongue flicking everywhere, from Amy's clit to her pussy lips. And every time her tongue hit her engorged clit, Amy would cry out, her hips moving faster, her body obviously on fire with need.

"Fuck, Martha, your tongue feels incredible," Amy panted. "Don't stop. Please don't stop."

Martha didn't stop. She couldn't. Good God, she wouldn't. And soon, she barely saw out of the corner of her eyes as Amy's own eyes rolled back in her skull, the pleasure so intense that she was on the verge of losing control. Her hips moved faster, her pussy grinding against Martha's face, her clit aching for more.

More of her fucking tongue...more of the fucking pleasure...more of everything.

She needed more. And she intended to deliver.

So, Martha sucked into her with all her might, the vibrations sending shockwaves through Amy's body. Her fingers dug into the headboard, her knuckles white as she held on for dear life.

She could feel it building inside her, the pressure growing with each passing second. She was so close, so fucking close.

"Fuck, Martha, you are going to make me cum again," she gasped, her breath ragged. "Fuck, yes, right there, don't stop, don't you fucking dare stop!"

Martha, ever the dutiful sister-wife, refused to give up. She sucked harder, her tongue working double time as she brought Amy closer to the edge. Amy's hips bucked wildly, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps.

Her fingers tightened on the headboard, her knuckles white as she rode out the wave of pleasure that slammed into her. Her body convulsed, her pussy clenching around Martha's tongue as she came with a scream.

"Fuck, Martha! FUCK, FUCK, FUCK!" she chanted, her hips jerking against Martha's face as the orgasm tore through her. Her vision was surely covered in stars by then as her body trembled with the pleasure that washed over her.

Martha didn't stop, her tongue lapping at Amy's clit, drawing out her orgasm until Amy was a shaking, gasping mess.

Only then did she pull back, her face glistening with Amy's juices.

Amy collapsed onto the bed, her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath. "Fuck," she panted. "That was...fuck...how did you do that...?"

Martha crawled up the bed, a smug grin of satisfaction on her face. "It seems that I am a brand-new natural when it comes to pleasuring ladies with my tongue now that the Doctor has enlightened me."

Amy reached out, her fingers tangling in Martha's hair as she pulled her down for a kiss. Their mouths met in a sloppy, passionate, yet slower and more tender embrace, their tongues taking their time as they tasted each other. Amy's fingers gently stroked Martha's face, her eyes locked onto the other woman's as they savored the moment.

"You really are incredible," Martha murmured against Amy's lips, a smile playing at the corners of her mouth. "I'm so glad the Doctor brought us together."

Amy sighed, her eyes softening. "Same. I never thought I'd say this, because I never thought I would join a harem before today, but...I'm so glad to have you in my life now...in every way."

She chuckled, her hand resting on Amy's cheek. "I know what you mean." Martha echoed, her hand stroking Amy's hair. "Joining the Doctor's harem was never on my to-do list either, but here we are. I guess it takes a Time Lord to change your perspective on things you never thought would be a part of your personal timeline."

Amy grinned and nodded in agreement. "And, honestly, the idea of being bred by him...of carrying his children...it's nowhere near as scary as it should be. It feels...right. Completely and utterly right. Like our bodies are primed for it. As if it was always the natural order of things and we just didn't know it before."

Martha smiled, her eyes softening. "Yes, exactly. It feels...right."

A soft knock at the door interrupted their moment, both women quickly sitting up and looking at each other in surprise for a moment before Martha shook her head, a playful smirk playing at the corners of her mouth. "Looks like the Doctor is finally coming to join the party."

Amy laughed, pushing herself off the bed and not even bothering to grab her robe, the redhead walking towards the door proudly in all her sweaty and cum-stained naked glory.

It only made Martha want her more.

A/N: Sorry for the delay, but I hope you enjoyed this one and the brand-new dreams from Martha and Amy, now that they have gotten closer. See you in the next one, and as always, please remember to leave a comment if you can.