Note: This IS a fantasy. Any techniques and practices and results thereof are purely the invention of my twisted imagination.
Chapter 1 - A Taste of Honey
Looking back, I guess this all started at Bob and Sandi's party. Things were going pretty hot and heavy - all the chain stations were in use and the delightful sounds of flogging and orgasmic groans filled the air.
Bob was waxing Sandi on a tarp-covered cot in the living room and had just invited Michael and I to dip a ladle in the wax color of our choice to add to the lovely design he was building on her delightfully squirming body.
I noticed that her usually small perfect breasts looked larger, but I attributed that to her excitement. Sandi loved breast play!
"Be careful of her nipples," Bob said. "We don't want to take a chance of burns that would keep her from nursing."
Not certain of what I had heard, I turned to Bob. "Nursing - but I didn't know Sandi was pregnant!"
"She's not," he replied, "She's been going to a milk consultant - helping her to make lots of lovely milk. It's just about the sexiest and sensual thing we've ever done!"
To illustrate, Bob knelt by the cot and ran his fingers gently down the top of her left breast, stopping before he touched the nipple. Sandi moaned and smiled.
He repeated his gesture several times, then placed his palm under the breast. With his free hand, he pulled on the nipple. It rose and stiffened, then - to my amazement - started to exude a clear, somewhat milky fluid.
He brushed the tip of his tongue over the nipple in a circle, then drew it into his mouth, sucking gently. Sandi was moaning very loudly by now. Bob released her nipple and lifted his head. Drops of the fluid clung to his lips. He kissed her deeply. "More?" he asked.
"Oh, yes!" Sandi murmured.
"We need to raise the head of the cot, " he said, and he helped Sandi to sit up as the cot was adjusted.
He reached for a tube of lubricant, and after applying a large amount to his fingers, he inserted two fingers into Sandi's pussy. He watched her face as he moved his fingers inside her. Soon he had three, then four fingers in her as she writhed in pleasure.
He replaced his mouth on her left breast and began to suck. It may have been my imagination, but I though I saw her breast grow larger. He continued to suck as he moved his hand in and out of her pussy.
She was well into multiple orgasms when he pushed his entire hand into her. He kept his hand motionless and kept his rhythmic sucking motion going. She went into the most intense orgasm I had ever witnessed.
I realized that there was and had been almost complete silence in the room. I had been so absorbed in watching that I was unaware of my own body. My own pussy was dripping wet and I could bet every other woman in the room was also.