I'm just going to free flow this and see what comes out, from my head to my fingertips.
To this day I am not entirely sure what caused my fascination with the almighty female breast. Maybe it was all the times I swiped my uncles Playboy magazines as a kid to look at the pictures. Maybe it was because the two older girls who introduced me to sex at an early age were both busty and liked to have them sucked and played with. Maybe I wasn't breast fed as a baby, so I am subconsciously trying to get something back. I honestly don't know exactly.
I do know that when I started dating a lot in college if a girl didn't like her breasts played with or sucked, I tended to lose interest quickly in dating her. Not that it was the most important thing, but it was at least a priority for me. Some people will say, "If you've seen one, you've seen them all." I fall into the category of "If you've seen one, then you want to see them all." Most people who say they love breasts really mean aesthetically, they like how they look and enhance a woman's figure. It has always been deeper than that for me. I probably know more about breasts than the average woman knows about her own. How they work, various types of enhancements, good breast health, how to check for lumps, how to properly measure them and select a cup size, how to massage out the last pockets of milk to ensure they are fully empty.
All my relationships included women that liked breast play to some degree. . I had not really put much thought into enjoying lactation other than having distant thoughts like, "when I am married and have kids, I want to try my wife's milk," the idea seems cool and hot. My first experience with lactation was in my late 20s. She was a single mom of two girls, and she had just lost a baby due to complications and still had milk. We were in the bedroom fooling around for the first time some weeks later. I went to put my mouth on her breast and she stopped me and said they still had milk. I instantly thought, "gotta try it", so I did. It was delicious. I'd describe it as a watery version of sweetened condensed milk, like you use for baking some deserts. It was fun while it lasted but she dried up eventually.
The summer after I turned 31 is when I went to Europe doing work for Ford. Met my future wife there, a Russian born Ukrainian citizen. She enjoyed attention at her small breasts. Once my assignment was over there, I made arrangements for her to come to the US. Our wedding was in her hometown in Ukraine, but we had a small service here once I came home. We never used birth control for three years, but she never got pregnant. We started doing testing and discovered that she had bad PCOS and likely would never be able to have children naturally. It was disappointing news for several obvious reasons.
Not long after the diagnosis we were having a conversation around the fact that she wanted to breastfeed her babies but likely would never get the chance. I told her about always having wanted to try to my wife's milk. The next day I came home from work, and she had several websites bookmarked (this was 2004) and they were all about inducing lactation. She asked me to read them, and I started do research on various protocols.
Basically, any mammal can lactate - male or female. Obviously, it happens naturally from pregnancy, but it can be induced. Twenty years ago, there were not near as many protocols/options to inducing as there are now. We started a process to induce, which involved me sucking each breast for 10 to 15 minutes each, every four hours, 24 hours a day. We even woke up in the night to do it. She had drops start to come in about 6 weeks and by the 8th week was making an ounce or so. From there you need to decide how much of a flow you want. The breast works on a supply and demand system. If the breast is completely emptied the brain sees it as the "baby" running out of milk so the body makes even more the next time. So, constantly emptying them builds up the supply. This also calls for longer sessions to completely empty them. We backed off on the frequency - usually 3 times a day. Maybe 5 times on the weekends. But the duration would be 40 minutes to an hour.
My wife claimed that lactating was the best antidepressant in the world. Oxytocin is released in the body during orgasms and during lactation. So, all the feel good hormones were constantly flowing in her. She said she felt like she was on cloud nine constantly. It also kicked up the frequency of our sex life. I mean, you are scheduling intimacy multiple times a day and by the end of a suckling session we would both be ready and eager to go.
We enjoyed the lactation in our marriage for a few years. Once she finished college and started working fulltime at opposite hours from me our intimacy times took a major hit. After our divorce I did help walk a few other couples through the process of inducing based on my experience with it. Today it is not a deal breaking "must have" but I do enjoy the intimacy of breast play. It also relaxes the hell out of me when I am stressed out.
