by Ana Thalia
"Ugh," she grunted. Red thrust all the way in and started pumping. "Ugh! Ugh!"
She looked around at the other men, all so eager for their turn with her. Red slammed into her over and over, sending sexy sensations through her already overheated and highly aroused body. He grabbed her hair and pulled.
"Ooooooh," she moaned, eyes fluttering shut as she concentrated on what he was doing to her body. Every thrust felt better than the last. "Uugggh."
Her vagina clamped down around him, making it feel so much better. He felt so big and long inside her. Every thrust made her grunt and groan, louder and louder. And then he leaned way over her, grabbed her boobs with both hands, and started expressing milk into the glass.
"Milking Miss Mila," Red said, voice a little strained with his efforts. He stroked one tit, then the other. She heard the squirt, squirt into the glass. "Milking the MILF."
"That is…ugh…so rude…ugh," she gasped out.
Mila gasped and sucked in a sharp breath. Her body went into that surge to climax. She bowed her back, head rolling back as she stared incredulously into space.
"Fuck her harder," Tommy said. "She's about to pop."
Wild-eyed, she looked around, and it hit her. "Aaaagghh! Oh! Oh! Aaagghh!"
The hot MILF bucked and cried out, her body pulsing with orgasmic pleasure. She couldn't think. Her whole world was that awesome cock pounding into her. And then Red picked up the glass, drank deeply, and poured the remainder on her butt to soak her and his nether regions.
"Ooooooh," she moaned.
"Yes!" he cried, releasing deep inside her. "Oh hell yes!"
Mila squeezed her vagina tight around him. Red grunted, but started thrusting again. She felt him come three times inside her, before she grunted hard and squirted him out. The other guys hooted and laughed. Red gave her butt a swat and moved away.
"Oooooh," she groaned, belly quivering with the aftershocks of orgasm. She loved it so much. Too much. Mila swallowed hard when the next man stood up and started stripping. It was Joe, looking so big and menacing. His dark eyes narrowed, but it was pure lust on his face. When he dropped his pants in front of her, the panting MILF's eyes widened. "Oh my, you're a big boy."
"You know it," Joe said, voice low and drenched in lust. "You're very beautiful. Very sexy. We're going to have a really good time."
Joe didn't move behind her as Mila expected. Instead, he pulled her off of the coffee table. He was a good head taller than her, and leaned down to kiss her. Then kiss and nibble her neck and shoulder. Both hands cupped her tits, lifting and squeezing until milk dribbled out. She watched his face as he licked and sucked milk off of her nipples and breasts.
"What are you doing?" she said, being pulled back to a chair.
Joe sat and pulled her onto his lap, making her straddle him as he continued to fondle her. He claimed her lips again in a long, hungry kiss. She pushed into that kiss, loving the feel of his firm lips sliding across hers. Mila thrust in her tongue, tasting her own milk.
"Come on, baby, ride me," Joe said, grabbing her butt with both hands, and lifted her over his erection. Mila reached down and guided him to her hot, tingling folds. He released her, and Mila slid down his long, fat shaft. "Oh yeah."
"Aaaiiee!" she cried. For a second she couldn't breathe as her body adjusted to his girth. "Ooooh, my god. Uuuggggh."
Mila started riding him. Rolling her hips. Rising up and down. Her head lolled around as the sweetest feelings rippled and rolled through her. Soon she was crying out inarticulately, eyes rolled up and hands buried in her own hair.
Joe claimed her tits. He suckled on her nipples, alternating between them. Mila squealed as her breast milk flowed into his hungry mouth.
"Ride him, cowgirl," Tommy said.
"Cow girl," Darren said. "How appropriate, heh?"
"Ha! Yes, milk cow MILF," Tommy said. "Come on, Mila, express yourself in his face!"
"Aaggh!" she cried, her body on fire as she rode him hard, bouncing faster. Joe grabbed her butt, trying to control her humping. She was losing control of her body, starting to buck more than slide up and down. So she grabbed her boobs, and started stroking them to express her milk as Tommy commanded. "Drink me! All my milk is yours!"
Joe opened his mouth as she showered his face with hot mother's milk. The other guys cried out encouragement. Mila squeezed and stroked, trying to keep herself riding up and down his cock at the same time. He helped, keeping her on task.
"Oooh," she moaned, eyes rolling up as her body changed, going into that heady rush. "Yes! Yes! Aaaggghhh!"
Mila's body pulsed and convulsed with intense pleasure. It never felt so good, so powerful. All of her muscles between her knees and naval tightened up, making Joe gasp and struggle to keep thrusting into her.
"Aaah," Joe sighed, a look of bliss spreading across his face. "Fucking awesome."
"Damn fucking right," Zeke cried, beating Darren to Mila's side. Even as the other man reached for her, Zeke pulled her off of Joe and into his arms. "Mine!"
He lifted her off her feet, face buried in her milk-soaked cleavage, and whirled her around. Zeke spun round and round, making the sexy MILF dizzy. And then he plopped her back on her feet, kissed her fiercely, and then shoved her straight back into Darren's arms.
"Let's take her at the same time, dude," Zeke said. "That'll curl her toes and fry her brains."
"Ha ha!" Darren said. He motorboated her tits, and then kissed her. "Dibs on her ass."
Darren kissed his way down her neck, and sucked in a sensitive nipple while Zeke stripped. The young man suckled, drinking deeply of her body. Mila gasped and writhed in his arms, her whole body tingly and achy with need. She couldn't quite wrap her mind around the idea of two men fucking her at the same time, with one of them going up her butt.
"Oh god. Oh god," she panted out. "You're all making me crazy. I can't…ugh…think."
"Don't think, just do it," Zeke said, pulling her away from Darren. Mila was pushed to her knees, his erection in her face. "Let's get this party started."
While Darren stripped, she wrapped her hand around Zeke's cock and rolled her tongue around the head. Visions of going down on him while Darren banged her butt dancing through her mind. It was going to be intense, that was for sure. She wasn't sure if she was excited or scared. Sucking Zeke off helped her to focus her thoughts.
"Mmmmm," she groaned, taking him to the back of her tongue. Over and over, working her lips and tongue. She slurped and hummed, doing everything she knew to get him off. And then Darren grabbed her hips, pulling her to her feet. Zeke buried his hands in her hair, ensuring she continued to go down on him. "Uuugggghhhh."
"Do her right," Joe said.
Mila felt Darren's cock sliding up and down her butt crack. She tried to relax her butt hole as much as possible. He pushed two fingers into her pussy, and then moved up to her butt. His wet index finger slipped into her with little resistance. After a moment the second finger entered as well.
"Ooooooh," she groaned, feeling so stretched out. Anal was a whole nother feeling from vagina sex. "Mmmmmm."
She sucked harder, bobbing her head up and down Zeke's shaft even faster. Darren thrust into her pussy, even while his fingers reamed out her ass. Mila grunted and groaned, eyes wild. Those guys were making it more and more intense.
"Hell yeah," Zeke said. "She's good."
Despite his words, Zeke pulled Mila off of his cock. She gawked up at him, too out of breath to speak. He grinned at her, and then nodded at Darren. Her belly clenched, knowing something big was about to happen. What could be more intense than what they were doing?
"Let's take her down."
Zeke laid on the floor before Mila. She stared down at him open-mouthed, not really able to think all that coherently. Did they want her to do something? Darren's grip on her hips tightened, and he thrust into her pussy hard and fast. And then he suddenly pulled out while pushing down on her shoulders.
Mila was forced to straddle Zeke's waist.
He guided his cock into her, and she found herself riding him. Hands on his shoulders to prop herself up, the beautiful MILF bounced her hips up and down. Zeke's eyes rolled up, even as his hands grabbed her tits and squeezed.
"Hot milk shower!" Zeke cried.
"The MILF Express rides again!" Tommy called. "Keep expressing, Mila."
Darren dropped to one knee over her, and thrust down into her butt.
"Uuugghhh! Oh! Oh!" she cried, back bowing as she stared incredulously into space.
"Nail her!" Red cried. "Fry her brains!"
"Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!" she cried, with every thrust of her hips, and every thrust of Darren's cock. Mila couldn't believe what they felt like, both buried deep inside her. Front and back. Pussy and ass. "So! Intense!"
It was too much. She froze. Mila couldn't move. She couldn't think. Zeke thrust up into her, while Darren pounded down into her. It felt like their cocks rubbed against each other inside her body. Her pussy and ass throbbed with pleasure she never knew could exist. So profound. She felt so damned full.
"Ooooooooh," she moaned, feeling her body pushed closer and closer. Mila started bucking, slinging her head, her long hair. "Oh! Oh! Oh!"
"Yes! Yes!" Darren cried. "Fucking yes!"
"Aaagghhh!" she cried, body consumed with intense pleasure. Pulsing, throbbing pleasure. "Aaagghhhh!"
Darren grabbed her hair and yanked her head back.
"Say 'moo' for me," he demanded.
"Mooo!"
"Again!"
"Moo! Moo!" she cried, and her body exploded again. "Aaaghhh!"
"Aaiiee!" Zeke cried, showered in hot milk as he came deep inside her.
"Yes! Yes," she cried. "Ooh, god yes."
"Say it again," Darren said, and swatted her butt.
"Moo!"
"Again," he said, and swatted her butt harder.
"Moooooo!" she cried, and climaxed again. "Aaagghhh!"
"Ha ha!" Darren cried, and released deep inside her butt. "Fucking awesome."
"Wow," Tommy said. "This is way more intense than I thought it would be."
"Ooooooh," Mila sighed, collapsing to sprawl over Zeke.
Darren sighed and laughed, and finally slowly pulled out of her. Mila sighed gustily. It was such a relief. Tommy was there a second later, pulling her up and off of Zeke. He put her on all fours, headed towards the kitchen.
"Start crawling, Mila," Tommy said. "Crawl to your bed."
Huffing and puffing, feeling so hot and sweaty, Mila tried to focus her mind. She tried to regain control of herself. Her body quivered and throbbed, the aftershocks of orgasm still reverberating through her.
Mila started crawling, slowly but surely. Going to bed. So tired.
"Party's over, boys," Tommy said. "My pet MILF is worn out. You guys have to leave."
They moaned and groaned, but Mila heard the men getting their stuff together, dressing, and laughing about how they "trashed" her.
She felt trashed. And it was good.
The guys were all gone by the time Mila reached her bedroom door. Only Tommy remained, and he caught up before she reached the bed. He helped her up and to the middle of the bed, allowing her to collapse as she slowly cooled down and caught her breath.
"That was pretty good, don't you think?" Tommy said.
"Mmm," she said. "Yes. Intense, but good."
"Glad you liked it, because it won't be the last time," he said, stroking her naked butt. He stretched out beside her, buck naked.
"Oooooh," she said.
"I'm moving in with you," he said. "I've decided to make you my full time pet MILF."
Mila smiled. Her mushy belly got warm and fuzzy.
"Wonderful," she whispered. A thrill raced up her spine. "When will your friends be back?"
"A few days," he said. "You need time to recover after that."
"Yes," she said. She felt herself going to sleep. Mila smiled, and whispered. "I'll be ready."
THE END
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Milking the MILF
Loud music next door pulled Jessica to her second floor bedroom window. She'd just put the baby down after a light feeding. He just couldn't keep up with her milk production, so Jessica was still feeling taut and full. Of course, so full of milk her boobs looked spectacular, though there was no one special to enjoy them.
Before getting knocked up on a one night stand, while on a business trip, her breasts were on the small side. The best thing that stranger gave her, beside her son, was a killer set of tits. Big, firm, milk-laden tits. Boobs that could feed a village, but she only had the one little son. So it was time for the milking machine.
"I hate that machine," she said, glancing at the pool party next door. "I miss having fun, too."
She started to turn away and head for the kitchen, where she kept the milk pump. Jessica did a double-take. There was nothing but hot, muscular young men around that pool.
"Oh, Teddy's home from college for the summer," she said. Jessica bit her lip, remembering tall, dark, and handsome Teddy. His body was gorgeous, being a football player and all. "Yeah, Teddy in my beddie."
Jessica shook her head, breaking out of her old fantasy. She was almost ten years the twenty year old's senior. It was unlikely he'd be interested, but then… Her hands rose up to cup her super-sized mammaries.
"Mmmm," she said, mind going south as she pulled open her shirt and gently caressed her aching boobs. Full to the max with milk boobs. "I bet those boys haven't seen anything like me."
She watched them a few minutes, playing water polo. Three dark-haired white men, and a really tall black man. They looked so sexy all wet and shiny, so full of enthusiasm. Such young, powerful bodies. Jessica missed being that young and free.
"Oh, the things I could do with them," she whispered, voice lower, huskier. She pinched and rolled her nipples, and that sent a jolt through her body and straight into her hot, tingling pussy. She felt a little wet warmth spread. "Ooooh, yeah."
Jessica glanced at her open bedroom door. The baby was asleep, and he would remain asleep for many hours. She had a little time to kill, maybe time for a cheap thrill.
"Oh hell, why not?" she said, heading for her closet instead of the milk pump. "My girls need to be seen before they dry up and return to normal."
The beautiful blonde pulled out the bikini she bought to motivate her at the gym over the past year since her son's birth. It was the tiniest, brightest little whiff of a bathing suit she could find. And best of all, Jessica now had the toned body to wear it. She quickly stripped and pulled the barely there bikini on.
"Oh my," she said, staring at herself in the mirror as she squirmed and tugged at the bikini. "I feel completely naked. This thing doesn't leave anything to the imagination."
It barely covered her erect nipples. The bottoms were so skimpy she could only wear it after a full Brazilian wax, because it only covered her folds. Period.
Tugging, adjusting the tiny triangle over her sex, "They might not even notice my boobs." Her eyes rose to her top, "Well, that's not going to happen."
Jessica giggled, squirming, hand over her mouth as she looked around the empty room. She was already feeling so vulnerable. If they didn't pay attention to her, it would be so humiliating. Was she too old for that sort of taunt? Would college football players care about a thirty year old single mother?
"Oh hell, no guts," she said, sucking in a deep breath. "No glory."
She quickly touched up her face, fixed her hair, and headed down stairs with a beach towel and some baby oil. Jessica went to her back yard, and spread her towel on the grass halfway between the back door and the fence. The fence was a six foot privacy, sort of. The slats were separated by three inches, giving both families good views of each other.
The four young men next door quieted when she stepped out. She could hear them whispering, but not what they were saying. It was very hard to not look towards them, but she wanted to play it cool. She didn't want to be too blatant about it.
Sit
ting in the middle of the towel, she lifted her right leg and started rubbing baby oil into her skin. Making it glisten. So shiny and sexy. By the time she started on her left leg, she heard Teddy speaking in a loud whisper.
"That's Jessica," he said. "She's a hot MILF if I ever saw one."
"She's practically naked," another said.
"Put oil on you tits," another said. "Please, put it on your tits."
Her legs done, Jessica rolled up on her knees facing away from the watching men. She slowly and sensuously rubbed oil into her tight, rough butt. Took her time doing it, too. Then she pretended to drop the baby oil behind her, forcing her to turn around and face the men.
"Oopsie," she said, turning around to give them a good view of her flat belly and big, firm tits.
Jessica rubbed baby oil into her upper thighs, hips, all around her barely covered pussy. The men were gasping and crying out quietly, really sounding like they were enjoying the show. Her belly filled with butterflies, and her tingly sex started to get a lot hotter and wetter. The first sweet sensations rippled through her.
Working her way up, Jessica rubbed shiny oil all over her flat belly, bring out her muscle tone wonderfully. When she lifted the baby oil and squirted it straight onto her tits, a collective gasp came from the college players just twenty feet away.
Biting her lip, she finally lifted her eyes to the watching men. Her delicate hands rubbed the oil in, squeezing and lifting, and squishing her boobs together in doing so. The men looked mesmerized. Four jaws dropped.
Her eyes caught Teddy's, and she felt a jolt. It was so intense her mind went blank a bare second. It was enough. Her moving, squeezing, stroking hands accidently slipped under the top, and started pushing it off. Her mind comprehended the problem, but reacted all wrong. Jessica yanked her hands down, ripping the barely there top off her shiny boobs.