Taboo by Jane Black
Before our vacation last year I would have said that there were no taboos between us, no secret sex fantasies that we wouldn’t share with one another. I would have been wrong.
At the time of our vacation I was in the process of weaning our baby; Keith and I weren’t going to take him (or his older brother) with us. This would have been a problem a couple of months ago, back when my breasts became uncomfortably full after just a few hours away from the baby’s eager little mouth. But now he was down to nursing once a day, and I wasn’t producing much milk. I decided that it would also be safe to leave my loathsome little electric breast pump at home. (Using a breast pump to get milk out is like using a string and doorknob to extract a tooth-it works, but it’s not exactly something you do for fun.)
So we left the pump, but we packed plenty of toys. We filled a small suitcase with wrist and ankle restraints, a couple of ropes, a posture collar, a blindfold, and a nice selection of whips. After all, a good vacation requires the proper gear. We packed our stuff in the car, waved bye-bye to the kids and their grandma, and drove for five hours to get to the hotel where we were staying. I spent most of the first evening hog-tied, collared, and blindfolded, being spanked and fucked silly. A most auspicious beginning.
But by the second evening, I knew I’d made a mistake, breast-wise–my boobs had become uncomfortably engorged with milk… I told Keith that we had a small problem.
“Do you want to go home?” he asked, concerned.
“No, and anyway we couldn’t get there fast enough.” I told him.
“Well, should I go try to get you a breast pump?”
I didn’t answer him, because I’d already come up with another solution.....
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Wonderful story. Very hot. Thank you so much, Jane and Donna!!
This made me nostalgic for the days when I was nursing my own kids. I absolutely loved that whole process. Such a great story - Thank you!
Donna, your blog is damn near as much fun as a naughty hotel escapade. Thanks so much for including me -- and thanks for all the kind comments. Actually this makes me nostalgic for my own baby days, crazy though they were.
What a beautiful story. Thank you Jane and Donna!
Yes, this makes me nostalgic, too, although it was a lot trickier than La Leche would have you believe. I like the way Jane describes the let-down. Such an interesting sensation.
Excellent. Very sexy, very real.
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