by Chloe Chatte
John wasn’t lying when he said he was close, as I begged him for his sweet release I felt his balls tighten and his sturdy cock jerk inside of me. He groaned loudly as he shot ropes of cum as deeply as he could in my dripping hole. I had no control over my body at this point and I started gushing all over his thickness as my orgasm met his. A deep lusty moan escaped my throat as my pussy tightened around him.
“Fuck yes, work that cum out of me baby.”
John collapsed on top of me and we lay kissing for a few moments until I felt him slide out of me. I moved over for him and he wrapped his thick arms around me, keeping me close in our delicious post coital afterglow.
“I’m so glad I met you,” he said softly as he stroked my cheek.
“I had no idea you could be so tender… or so hungry,” I teased, “I’m glad I met you too.”
I couldn’t believe that John seeded my fertile body, I couldn’t believe that I begged him to.
“Just so you know, I don’t do this sort of thing every day,” I said warily.
“You mean vacation? Me either, it’s hard to get the time off work,” he chuckled.
“No, I mean let men cum inside of me like this,” I said as I waved at my pussy which was now dripping his cum.
“Well now, how else are we supposed to keep that milk supply up?”
“My God, you’re terrible,” I giggled.
“And you’re a sticky mess. Let’s go wash you up.”
John hopped up from our lounger and hoisted me up and carried me into the water before gently lowering me down. He rubbed my tender body, gently lapping water all over my swelling breasts and rubbing his hand between my legs. I couldn’t help but stroke his cock and wash off the evidence of our tryst, I had an undeniable urge to keep touching him and I knew he couldn’t resist me because his cock began to harden in my hands.
“Trish, you’re going to have to take care of this if you don’t stop,” he said with a low rumble.
I turned my head and surveyed the beach quickly and saw no one in sight.
“I need you again.”
John didn’t need anymore invitation than that. Grabbing me from under my ass he lifted me up around his waist. I wrapped my arms around his thick muscles shoulders and my legs around his taut waist and felt him as the tip of his cock spread my tiny slit.
Slowly he inched his way inside me and tread back to shore, every step of his making me drop further onto his cock. Y the time his feet were near the sand his thick manhood had impaled me as deeply as I could manage to take him. My hips writhed against him, the feeling of my clit grinding against him was sending pleasure shooting to every corner of my body. He dropped to his knees and lowered me down into the shallow waves keeping my ass on his muscular thighs, he couldn’t even wait to go another 15 feet to our sun beds.
He leaned over me and bent his head down and began licking circles around my stiff nipples, his teeth tugging a little as he bit them gently.
“Suck on my nipples, John. You see how full I am, I need you to drink me until I’m emptied again. Milk me now, please,” I begged him. His hungry mouth instinctively latched onto my breast and his hips drove up and down to plunge his cock deeper inside of me.
“God, I fucking need you in the worst way,” I moaned as he split me in half. I could feel my milk beginning to squirt heavily out of my left breast and into his greedy mouth. I couldn’t believe that we were doing this again so soon it seemed his stamina was endless and I was ready to take him for as long as he would have me. The smacking sounds of his heavy balls against my ass were dulled by the soft roar of the waves as they crashed around us and I held my breath to hear him moaning as he drove himself inside of me.
I reached down between my legs an began rubbing my clit, every stroke of my fingers made better with every pump of his hips. I could feel my breast emptying again and knew that he still needed more of my milk to be satisfied. He could sense it too and soon his hand was around my right breast and his lips were wrapped around it perfectly latching to get the most out of my body.
“Yes, John, drink all of my milk, please,” I pleaded with him, it felt like I could only be satisfied if he drained every last drop.
My begging turned him on so much that I felt his body tensing once more, I knew he was getting ready to explode once more and I was certain I needed it to be inside of me. Neither of us were ones to waste a precious drop that the other would give.
John suckled hard and lifted his mouth from my breast, I watched as my milk shot against his chest and dripped down his oiled abs.
“Cum for me, Trish,” his command was one not to be denied. I rubbed my clit faster and faster as his hips sped up to match my furious pace.
“Fuck yes, baby, I’m going to cum all over your thick cock!” I cried out as my body began to tense. My orgasm exploded deep within me and my milk squirted out of both nipples as my pussy gushed. Watching my cum was all it took to tip John over the edge. With a shudder he stiffened and I felt his sweet, hot release flooding me once more.
“Yes, yes, John, seed my pussy,” I moaned in ecstasy. He let go a low deep, guttural moan and pumped me like he owned my little cunt. I stared at his perfect form in amazement as he emptied himself into me once more.
We stayed on the beach the rest of the afternoon cuddling and talking, I can’t remember if there was a moment where his hand wasn’t entwined with mine.
“What about your friends?” I recalled asking.
“They’ll understand,” he said as he kissed my hand.
I certainly didn’t return home with the tan I had hoped to get, it was there but I definitely didn’t have the deep rick tan of a woman who spent 4 days in the Mexican sun. Who cared though, I’d just say I loaded up on sun screen. John spent the remainder of our shared weekend in my room. He was a dutiful drinker and made sure to keep me to my pumping schedule.
“I did say you had to keep up your supply, didn’t I?” he would tease each time his mouth met my breast. Of course, each time he fed his cock grew and soon his cock stood at attention every two hours on the dot, like it instinctively knew that it would be buried inside me as he drank.
Never once did I consider the need for protection, I needed him raw and what’s more I needed him to seed me every single time he fucked me senseless. Besides, I could pick a worse specimen to put my next baby inside me, and I know that John’s thirst for my milk alone would keep him near me, and he’d make one hot Daddy. I’d bear him a baseball team if it kept him happy at my breast. We’d already made plans for our first official date for when we flew home, he would meet my baby, my family and he already had designs on growing my brood even more. John had bred me in paradise and for the rest of our lives whenever he was thirsty, he’d ask me for a drink of my special coconut milk.
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“Aren’t you thirsty honey?” I asked, grateful for the wine to calm my over stimulated nerves.
“I am, Mommy, but not for wine” he said coyly as he moved closer to me again, “I need your milk, Mommy, may I please have a drink?”
The sexual tension thickened the air in the room and my body was reacting to it heavily. I could feel my tender nipples stridden as they poked outwardly through the thin jersey fabric that clung to them. I could feel a tingling sensation starting in my breasts that was steadily concentrating its pressure towards my nipples, I could feel my milk coming in and starting to dampen my dress. I was blushing so hard, my skin was flushed and red, my heart was racing and getting faster by the second. My mouth be
came suddenly dry, instinctively I reached for the outstretched glass of wine from Ben and took a long drink.
“It’s bed time honey,” I said as smoothly as I could, “we’ll get you some warm milk so you can sleep”. I took Ben’s hand and led him deftly up the stairs and into my room where I sat down on my king size bed. I slowly, tantalizingly let the straps of my slip dress fall from my already too bare shoulders and hefted my huge, swollen tits from it and released them to the warm air for Ben to see.
“Come on sweetheart,” I patted the spot beside me, “you need to eat.” My pussy grew more damp as each word passed my lips. I watched as Ben unbuttoned his shirt and dropped it to the floor….
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Becoming a mother changed my life in more ways than I can count, I certainly didn't count on having to produce enough for TWO. I had to pull up my boots straps, set my college dreams aside and carve out a new path for baby and I. When I started cleaning for the Pastor I had no idea that this handsome man would have such a deep thirst. It turned out that the Pastor would be the devil in disguise and the only way to satisfy his thirst was to provide him with my very own supply. Every deal comes with a price and I knew that if I wanted to make it ahead in life that I would have to play ball with Pastor Christian Drake. The only thing I didn't count on was that I would enjoy it so much; who knew this cleaning lady would enjoy being such a dirty girl?
I crossed my arms over my chest in a futile attempt to cover my breasts but there was no hiding them, they were too full, too big, and I could tell that he didn’t want me to cover them by the way he looked at me.
He walked back towards the door and as I was expecting him to walk out, instead he shut the door and locked it trapping me in the room with him.
“Pastor Drake, what are you doing?” I asked, worried that he was going to fire me for some unperceived sleight.
“Shh Beth, just stay where you are,” he said. I stayed seated on the sofa, my tits pumping under the machines power, wondering what lecture he was going to give me about modesty or being a single mother.
Instead Pastor Drake unbuttoned his black pants and hooked his thumbs into the waistband of his sleek black jockeys, letting his already stiff cock spring out.
“What?” a confused garble left my mouth, “what are you—”
“SShhhh Beth, just stay right there, I’m going to watch those gorgeous milky tits of yours while I cum.”
My mouth fell agape in disbelief as the Pastor began stroking the shaft of his hefty cock. I should have been ashamed or turned off but that man was popular for a reason. At 6’2” tall, this older man had a muscular, lithe runner’s body and his looks and charm were the reason half of the women even attended the church.
“But…but?” my lips mouthed wordlessly. I couldn’t even make a sound as my eyes transfixed on his long girth. God love him and his huge cock.
Pastor Drake edged closer to me as he jacked his cock while staring at my milky tits. The closer and closer he got the more I became turned on. Watching him stroke his thick shaft to my full breasts as they were being emptied turned me on in ways I didn’t know could.
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