by Bessie Hucow
"No," I said, "we'll obey. We'll be good little moo cows! Won't we, Emily?" I looked over to see Emily with her hand over her mouth stifling a laugh.
"Good," he sneered as he brought us a large milking bucket. "I want to see you girls empty your breasts into this. Milk yourselves and moo like a cow while doing it."
We giggled as we started pressing our palms into our engorged, sensitive, milk-filled mammaries. For the next few moments, the barn was filled with the sound of mother's milk squirting loudly into a metal pail and two horny pregnant and/or lactating girls mooing like a couple of cows. We were laughing, giggling and having so much fun it was criminal. That was when I saw the rope out of the corner of my eye.
"What are you doing with that?" I asked.
"Did I tell you to stop milking?"
"No sir!" I said and continued expressing my tender breasts. I was, however, very leery of what he might be thinking about doing with said rope.
Once our breasts were nearly empty of their life-giving mother's milk, he took the rope and tied us up to a wooden beam. I was very uncomfortable with this, but kept my mouth shut as I didn't want to incur his wrath anymore than I already had.
Emily struggled, but she, too, was wise enough to not say anything.
"Now that I have you two locked down, it's time to do some cattle ropin'!"
Both my arms and legs were spread apart, tied tight to the beams. My full, pregnant body was open and completely on display to him. He could literally do anything he wanted to us and there was nothing we could do to stop him. And my husband wouldn't be home for a few more days yet. I began to shiver.
He came up to me first, a large smile on his face. "You're so pretty," he said as he marked a line with his finger from my lips to my pussy, straight down. "I think I'll have my way with you first."
I looked downward in submission to him. That twenty thousand dollar check danced seductively in my mind. It was the only thing that kept me from screaming.
He stepped out of his clothes and I gasped as I saw that I was right: his cock was enormous! Much bigger than my husband's or even Bert's. I suddenly drooled at the sight of it and completely forgot that we were all tied up and at his mercy. Oh my God, he was hung. His penis must've hung half-way down his thigh.
I stared at his cock lustfully. I was so fucking horny from looking at it swinging as he walked, that even my breasts started leaking again. He seemed to know it, too as he came up to me and slapped my belly with his monstrous dick. Without missing a beat, he began kissing me and rubbing my pregnant belly. He pressed himself up against my breasts and squeezed a few droplets of milk out of them.
Then he brought the pail that we had milked into up and commanded me to drink. I was prepared for that and was really starting to like my own breast milk taste - enough that I would drink it even without a man telling me that I should.
Emily, however, had never seen anything like that before and was horrified.
"Oh, don't worry," he said, running his finger all over her body, "you're next."
The mixture of our lactation milk was overwhelming and an orgasm shot through me. Yes, I came to drinking mother's milk. My pussy leaked and ached for his touch. I was being a bad cow and needed to be punished.
To my surprise, he stuck his dick in the pail for lubricant and proceeded to push the head of his cock at my entrance. Now, I'm a big, pregnant gal with a large pussy, but when his head poked through my opening, he was so big that I actually cried out. My God he was large. I really didn't know how he was going to fit that thing in Emily's tight cunt. I put that thought out of my mind, however, as he began ravishing my helpless, tied-up pregnant body.
He was very rough as he fucked me. I couldn't imagine being his wife and having to put up with this all the time. Then again, maybe he was just doing this to us for the fantasy. I don't know how he fit his massive dick all the way inside me. It must've been because I was pregnant and more stretched, but he did. His cock rested contentedly against my pregnant cervix as he wrapped his strong arms around my waist.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Emily watching us with a mixture of horror and lust. I was pretty sure she, too, was wondering how he was going to fit his big dick inside her tight little pussy. Even though she'd popped one out recently, she was not a big girl down there to begin with. It was going to be an ultra-tight fit.
His large cock slid effortlessly in and out of my lubed up pussy. I was so wet for him that one look and I'd gush on his cock. He seemed to pay particular attention to my belly and breasts. It was clear that he was really into pregnant and lactating women - as I'd come to find out many men were.
He suckled my milky boobs and grunted contentedly as he moved in and out of my tight pussy.
"Moo when I fuck you!" He commanded as milk dribbled from his mouth.
I began mooing as his rhythm picked up. I could tell by the way that his cock started throbbing inside me that he was going to shoot his hot, sticky load all over my unprotected, pregnant womb. I was looking forward to it. Of course I was going to have to explain all this to my husband, who might not be so thrilled, but I was sure that the extra twenty thousand in the bank account would take care of any problems he might have.
"Cum in me! Cum in my pregnant belly! Moo!" I moaned as his cock snaked in and out of me, faster and faster until I could barely tell when he was in and when he was out. I cried out as I felt his massive shaft swell inside my horny, pregnant cunt. I was going to take another man's cum without my husband's approval for the first time. I felt so naughty! Until this whole crazy scheme of his, I'd never had another man inside me. Now, I couldn't get enough of them.
"You're going to carry my baby soon!" He grunted as he pushed all the way inside me and began spurting his potent seed. If I wasn't already pregnant, I would be soon. Rope after dominant rope of his thick seed spurted deep in me. I couldn't believe how much volume he had. He must've been saving himself for awhile.
"Oh my God, girl! He's cumming inside your pregnant belly. I can see his shaft flex with his cum. This is so hot!" Emily had been fairly silent as she watched us fuck. Now, she was mewling like a newborn kitten and hot with sexual heat.
"Hold it inside you," he said as he pulled out and unloosed the rope around my wrists. I rubbed my hands to get the life back in them and then did what he commanded. "Why?" I asked.
He untied Emily and instructed her to lay on the hay. "I want you to knock her up," he said with a giant smile on his face. "Let my cum drip out of your pussy into hers."
Wow, was he really suggesting this? I couldn't believe it. I'd never heard anything like this before. I was actually going to knock a woman up. This was both exciting and frightening. Emily eagerly spread her legs and opened her small pussy lips. I pressed my large, wet, cream-filled pussy as close to hers as I could get. Our two labia met as I removed my hand and watched as his potent seed gushed from my pregnant womb into her ovulating pussy. This was awesome.
That was when I heard my husband's very angry voice at the barn entrance. "What's going on here?"
"I can explain everything," I said as I finished dripping Carl's seed into Emily's ovulating womb. "Just let me grab my purse before you say anything, okay darling?"
He reluctantly agreed.
Knocking up the Hucow
Nikita Storm
"Remember honey, make sure she has all the right qualifications," my wife reminded me just as the doorbell rang.
"Sure, I'll handle it, no problem," I eased her mind as I shut the phone cover and answered the door.
Since my wife had been called away on business at the last moment, she wasn't able to be here personally to interview our new wet-nurse, Suzie. So, naturally, it fell to me. Other than a list of questions she wanted me to cover, I had no idea what I was doing, but seeing as this meant a lot to her, I set aside my fears and agreed.
"Hello," a voice squeaked on the other side of the door as I opened it. "Is this the Bernard residence? I'm here for --"
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nbsp; "Oh, I'm really sorry, miss," I sighed and started to close the door, "we only accept adults for this position. I'm sure you can understand." Damn! She might be able to understand, but my wife was going to be furious.
"No, wait!" she said, putting her foot in-between the door and the frame. "I'm old enough. Here, look," she quickly dug It had been several months since Carl had offered to knock Emily and I up for the princely sum of twenty thousand dollars - ten thousand each. To put it in perspective, here in 1955 twenty thousand could buy a nice home.
My husband caught me dribbling another man's cum from my pregnant pussy into Emily's fertile pussy and he was understandably upset. I didn't have time to consult him about Carl's offer and wasn't prepared to turn down twenty thousand dollars. Especially when I was carrying another man's baby already - a man who also offered us a large sum of money for the privilege. It was starting to get complicated. Before all this, I was just a simple milk-man's wife.
Once I showed him the check, he became subdued. The deed was done, the ink was dry and the money was in the account. There was nothing he could do anyway. Carl came around every day to make sure he had his fill of fucking us cowgirls. His first batch of potent cum that he shot into me and I dripped into Emily's pussy, was enough to knock her up. She was thrilled to have another baby in her belly - even though she was going to have to give it over to Carl's barren wife.
Now that I had given birth to a healthy baby girl, it was time for the second part of our deal. He paid for two babies. Emily's - who was now happily five months pregnant - and mine. Since I was preggo at the time, the deal was, once I gave birth (with some time to recoup), I would allow him to knock me up. I'd been looking forward to the day when I would be inseminated by his dominant seed.
Apparently, he took a real liking to me because when the time drew near, he made a deal with my husband to have me sleep with him for a week. I was to do nothing but lounge around in his house all day long, basically being his personal tramp. That was kind of weird, but - okay, sure I can do that. I didn't know what his wife was going to do, but it turned out I didn't have to worry about her, she was thrilled with the whole situation and was looking forward to talking shop about babies and such. Like I said, this was getting very complicated.
It wasn't until I arrived at his place when I was at the peak of my fertility that I realized how desperate his situation had become and why he was willing to part with so much money for the babies. His wife had become so obsessed with having children that she no longer gave him the love and attention he needed. So, for one week, that was my job. To basically be his kind, loving wife, all the while getting knocked up with his baby. I decided that I would also see about getting Lee, his wife, to understand that she had more responsibilities than just cooking and cleaning.
I greeted Lee and Carl when I arrived and they brought all my bags inside and set me up. Lee was going to take the guest bedroom for the week and Carl and I would have the master bedroom. The situation felt very odd. I felt like a third wheel. However, Lee welcomed me with open arms, offered me breakfast and we talked about all sorts of things - but mostly babies. I'd left mine in Emily's capable hands as I didn't want to have to keep an eye on her. In that respect, it was also like a mini-vacation.
As soon as he could, Carl cornered me and explained the ground rules. There was to be no sex between us for the duration of the week until the last night which we would spend fucking like rabbits. Masturbation was fine - for me. He explained that he wanted to build himself up and release his potent seed in me at that time. However, I was to tease and torment him all week long. Bend over suggestively for him, brush up against his cock at every opportunity, that sort of thing. This was going to be fun. Awkward, but fun.
*****
That first day was very interesting to say the least. I got a chance to talk to Lee about her husband and found out a lot of things that he liked in bed. For instance, I learned that he liked being dominated and never mentioned to her wanting to dominate. I explained what happened that first night in the barn and she shook her head in disbelief.
I got her into the act of teasing her husband with me. She told me that he loved watching two women kiss, so we'd wait until he was in our vicinity and then make out all the while giggling and laughing. I'd never kissed a woman before that and wasn't sure that I'd like it, but like so many other "taboo" elements I'd never tried, I found that I really did enjoy it.
It was funny watching him groan under his breath every time we kissed. It got to the point that we were even kissing when he wasn't around. There's just something sensual about a woman's lips that I can't fully describe.
The first night with him was fairly awkward. I'd never slept with another man besides my husband, so I really felt like I was cheating. I didn't expect him to cuddle up with me as we drifted off to sleep. In the middle of the night, I awoke to something pressing against my back and realized that it was his cock.
Even though it was off-limits, I was allowed to touch and pleasure myself, which I did. Trying hard not to disturb him, I brought my fingers down to my pussy. I was surprised that I was so wet. I imagined what his hard cock looked like (I had become intimately familiar with it over the past few months, so I knew exactly what it looked like) and felt so awfully naughty sleeping in another man's bed. If I closed my eyes (which I did) I could picture the two of us married. I was soon going to be carrying his baby, which made the whole fantasy even more real.
That thought set me off and I began moaning under the sheets. He stirred, but did not wake, although he ended up pressing his large cock harder to me. In my orgasm-induced haze, I began picturing all sorts of things such as us being married. Me carrying all his babies. Oh how I wanted to turn over and suck his cock. I may have even - accidentally of course - reached around me and grasped his cock in my soft womanly hands.
Oh God it was harder than steel! My heart thrummed wildly in my chest as the naughtiness of what I was doing overwhelmed me. I needed to feel him in me. I wouldn't let his cum inside my fertile womb, but I needed his cock between my legs.
Carefully, so as not to disturb him, I turned around so that I was facing him. I stared lustfully into his face as I mentally caressed him. He was so strong and handsome that it set my heart on fire. After having his cock in my pregnant pussy the last few months, I found that my husband's was no longer adequate.
While gazing into his closed eyes, I slowly brought my leg up and scooted closer to him, positioning his rod at my entrance. My fertile, married pussy was so needy for him. I know it was against his wishes, but I needed him in me. I hoped like hell that he wouldn't awaken from his slumber as I knew how mad he could get.
I smiled mischievously as I felt the massive head of his cock touch my glistening pussy. Oh God, this was so exciting! I came with the tip of his cock-head mere inches from it. His cock was rock hard and felt hot under my cool fingers. I slowly slicked him up by rubbing him up and down my wet slit before plunging him deep inside me. A small gasp escaped my lips. I couldn't help it. Even though I was large for a lady - especially just having given birth - his cock was so big it barely fit inside me. I still don't understand how he was able to get it inside Emily's tight twat; but he did.
With painstaking slowness, all the while watching his face for any sign of him waking up, my pussy devoured his long, thick shaft. With perverse delight, I felt his cock bottom out in my tight pussy. Now, to fuck myself. Slowly I undulated my hips, making sure I used his cock to stimulate my clit. I had to clamp my legs together as a massive orgasm ripped through me. I must've tightened myself so much that the circulation got cut off on his poor penis.
Still, he did not move. I cautiously touched his face, stroking it lightly. He must have been a heavy sleeper as he didn't move a muscle. I became bolder and began stroking him in and out of my horny, ovulating pussy. The fact that we were both married didn't escape me. It just made me hotter.
Ever since my husband introduced me to the joys of mating with other
men, my sexual lust has been unstoppable. Pretty much every day for the last year I've enjoyed another's man's cock in me. And I wasn't about to stop anytime soon. At this point, I'd do it even if there was no money involved.
As his cock glided in and out of me, I began playing with my lactating breasts. Since I hadn't been able to nurse all day, they were tight, full and very leaky. It amazed me how much milk one woman could produce in a day. It seemed absurd the amount of hot liquid that came from my mammaries. I gently pressed the side of my palms against my breasts as I laid back and let the milk squirt everywhere. It was going to be a hot mess to clean up, but I wasn't too concerned about that. All I cared about was the feeling of fullness dissipating.
Several minutes into our lovemaking, he surprised me by grunting, putting his arms around me and pulling me tight. At the same time, he jerked his cock into my unprotected cervix, entering my tight cave. I bolted upright and looked at his face, but I couldn't see any sign of him being awake. Maybe it was just a natural reaction. My heart beat faster in my chest as I realized that I wasn't going to be able to get him out before he came. Maybe I'd made a mistake by doing this.
Then he slowly started unconsciously undulating his hips, pressing his long, fat cock into my fertile cervix. I felt his cock shaft expand and knew that his release was imminent. My heart beat ferociously in my chest as I understood that he was going to be knocking me up on the first night instead of the last night.
Again, I tried to release his tight grasp, but he actually pulled me tighter. I could feel him swell in me and within moments I felt the familiar pump of his virile ejaculate in my cervix. It wasn't until he'd sprayed my fertile, unprotected cervix with his copious seed did he relax his grip on me and I was able to roll over and get him out of me. I just hoped he hadn't gotten me pregnant. What was I thinking? That was the whole reason I'd come here. I figured I'd just clean us up and he'd probably never be the wiser.