Milk Maid

Darla my wife and I was expecting our 1st shaver at any consequence. The queasy energy between the two of us was almost tangible. I loaded her packed bags into the car and pulled around to the front of the house to shorten her walking space. Throwing one bag in the rear with a change of clothes for me, although I didn't think it would be necessary, but Darla had insisted. I heard her scream and I almost drove straight through our appreciate winning rose garden to get back to her. She stood propped against the threshold as I hurried to her side, just as her water broke spilling onto the front steps.

I was in full panic modality at this point and I picked her up and carried her to the silver colored sedan. Adjusting the passenger's seat so she could be somewhat prosperous I closed the doorway and ran to the other side. We sped off into the night ignoring all dealings police force as I called ahead to let our Dr. know we were on the way to the birth center. I wasn't thrilled about this essence, but Darla loved it.

It was a uncomplicated and very welcome place, but it seemed to discourage modern consolation. It didn't have all the shiny new equipment the large hospitals have. It was designed to hand birth in the most natural of ways. I was all for innate, but if something went wrong, I wanted the confidence they would be able to have aid of it. They had no such authority. But again, Darla loved its serene atm. She was against taking any drugs and I was so proud of her.

I pulled to the front of the building and was met by two orderlies whom helped me get Darla out of the car and into a wheelchair. Another scream forced its way out of her pouty lips, and I knew it wouldn't be long. Even in this tremendous botheration my wife was stunning. Her aureate pilus spread out across her shoulders and her deep blue eyes intensified as she cried out. Pregnancy really agreed with her, she had a glow that would arrest your heart.

bit later we were led into the birthing chamber and the doctor came in. He checked Darla and informed us that our little bundle of joy would soon be making his coming into court. Darla and I exchanged looks and I knew she was afraid, but she would never include it. I held her soft hand as she pushed and scream without the aid of any drugs and I was in awe of her military strength. She was truly a magnificent cleaning lady and I was convinced there was zip in this existence that she couldn't accomplish. I was a very golden man. We've only been married a year but due to our age, we both wanted to feature a baby as soon as possible. With me 46 and she 38 we knew our window was slowing closing. When she told me, she was pregnant it was the happy consequence in my life. I've been rhapsodic ever since !

I hadn't realized I was daydreaming until I heard the petite cry of my baby boy. I was so lofty in that second ; my heart began to swell, and I found my eyes moist as I looked him over. He was consummate ! She was perfect ! Darla and I both rejoiced in his presence. A hefty beautiful baby-boy.

Soon they had him all cleaned up and we were able to spend some time with him. Darla attempted to entertain him several times that first day with no lot. She was against buying rule and wanted nothing but the C. H. Best for our small Caden. I was just so sweep over, it all felt so surreal.

The latter theatrical role of the evening a nursemaid entered the room and suggested a surrogate to run him until Darla's milk came in. She was borderline rude insisting Caden was athirst and needed to eat. It felt like an ultimatum. But I knew she was right he was approaching 6 60 minutes after nativity and I was sure he was indeed very hungry.

I opted for a bottleful of formula and Darla stopped me and requested the surrogate to feed my little guy. I wasn't thrilled about this choice ; I didn't want some alien bonding with my son in that way. I felt I had no former option than to abide by her want as she had worked so hard to make sure everything was perfect for him. She assured me it would only be a couple of feedings and her milk would most in all likelihood ejaculate in. The nanny picked him p and carried him out of the room. Darla attached the double side chest pump and began pumping in an attempt to force the milk out.

The breast pumped hugged Darla wide breast and continued to pump sucking each nipple into the pipe. She would pump for an hr straight and rest and resumed after another hour had passed. Her breast was red and beginning to bruise as she wouldn't give up. This went on until she fell asleep exhausted. I felt completely helpless as I watched her slumber. She was trying so hard to get her milk to come in but so far not one drop had been forced out. I searched the bosom pump for even the slightest bit of wet and found none. I was glad she capable to sleep, if null else than to reach her drained organic structure a little time to recover.

I took my outlet as she slept silently to go see my boy before going to sleep myself in the over sized recliner next to the bed. I was expecting to recover him nestle in a baby's room bed profligate asleep but instead I found him in the arms of the surrogate Milk maid. She sat in a rocker chair and held him close to her magnanimous titty and he was really latched on although he appeared to be asleep. She attempted to move out him and eagerly resumed sucking for a second or two and drifted back off again.

She nodded to recognise me and stood to walk across the elbow room to lay him down. This time he didn't protest the missing breast being withdrawn from his mouth. I found myself staring in awe as her uncovered breasts jiggled and dripped Milk River as she moved about.

I tried to turn away not wanting to embarrass her or myself, but the sight was all too overcome too consuming. She was a tall slim young black woman and her skin the color of milk umber. She made no effort to cover herself as I stood in awe of her. I found myself becoming aroused and I felt black as I couldn't pull my heart off her self-conceited milk filled breast. They were magnificent. As far as rude chest goes these were the largest, I've ever seen. Yet, somehow they still appeared perky.

Her declamatory black nipples seemed to stare back at me as I looked on. The large puffy nipples continued to drip milk as she spoke to me. She didn't appear to be embarrassed at all. I tried to pay attention to her tidings, but I was fighting urge not to latch onto her and begin sucking the milk myself. I heard her say he has quite the appetite like his father I assume, and she giggled ; the giggle only younger lady friend make. She knew I was aching inside seeing her leaking pearl after drop-off of milk from both of her boobs.

I apologized for staring and she waved her handwriting and said it happens all the clock time, that she was quite used to it. I had no doubt that statement was true, as the raft was truly awesome."Its not every day, you walk in and see this kind of leak is it ?"she asked while walking closer to me. I just stood there and shook my pass. She was right though ; I have never seen this before. Even the lactating telecasting I stumbled across didn't have this much milk.

I'm a natural milker, she went on to say and I was lost as to not ever hearing the term before. My grimace must have given away my mental confusion. She walked over closer and put her slender deal on my articulatio humeri. She said she's had milk in her titty since she was 16, but she's never been pregnant."I just woke up one day and my teat were leaking milk"she said. She went on to say she was confused, and afraid. She contacted her doctorand he called her in to evaluate her."He called my consideration some fancy name, but it just means by body makes stacks of milk ”. He suggested I volunteer here, and I did. I love it here, everyone here is dedicated to helping multitude. I've been here 2 years and I really enjoy helping people too she said.

I felt her bridge player slip down the length of my arm and she tugged gently on my script. She led me to the rocking chair she just fed my son from and nodded for me to sit. My mind in a fog I sat and watched her base on balls back to the doorway and locked it. She replaced the already soaked towel underneath her breast with a dry one. It stayed in blank space as the weight unit of her breast held it tightly underneath each knocker. She walked back over to me sitting and I attempted to stand up and she pushed back on my shoulder and sat in my lap.

"I like helping people"she said, as she manipulated her still exposed dripping white meat to my now unfastened mouth. She rubbed her wet teat across my brim, and although I knew it was haywire, I couldn't aid myself. I latched on and began to take up as the fluid filled my lip, I couldn't stop myself. The indigence to feed from her felt primal and I indulged myself. Swallowing mouthful after mouthful of her honey flavored milk, I felt eager to get more and more. My horse sense were in overdrive.

She rubbed the top of my forefront pushing my hairsbreadth from my face and allowed me as much as I wanted. I sucked gruelling and felt the rush of fluids into my backtalk and I treasured it."That's enough, I heard her say in a soft vox, and she pulled her chest free from my wanting backtalk. I pushed forward trying to reattach as she laughed. My tongue outstretched from my mouth wiggled and searched for her pap."Alright, just a little more, she said as she pushed back forward allowing me to latch back on. I practically growled as my brim made physical contact again.

Her head back on my shoulder giving me more room to get as very much of her large nipples into my sass as possible. I slid to the edge of the rocker and opened my genu which in turned counterpane her ramification full. The outsized dress she was wearing made a tent across her legs. She moaned quietly as I continued and soon her mitt were pulling up the helm of the dress high above her knees and she ran her finger's breadth down to her center. She wasn't wearing pantie and I was gifted with the seeing the thin patch of hair's-breadth across her tantalizing little pussy.

sucking harder now my redress hand reached under her arm and began squeezing her properly chest. I watched as the hot gabardine liquid sprayed out coating her and my hand. The tidy sum was so unbelievable I couldn't believe any of this was happening. Her deal moved fast up and down on her exhibit pussy teasing her button as it extended above her labia. Her moaning increased as she did.

She turned to depend at me and she reached further down. I soon heard the wet sounds of her fingering her pussy surd. My shaft was rock 'n' roll solid underneath her and I grinded below her in a tiresome hard circular motion.

Removing her wet fingerbreadth from her pissed cunt she brought them to my cheek and without giving it a second thought I released her breast and licked them cleaned."Naughty boy"she crooned, and then laughed. She lifted the with child boob and replaced it back into my mouth and rubbing the puffy mammilla over my rim until I latched.

My cock so hard I knew I was close to having an orgasm even though my cock was trapped in my clothing. Darla hadn't been capable to take in sex in weeks and I was well delinquent. I released both of her titty and began unbuttoning my pants to slide them down to free my raging hard on.

She didn't protest or make any attack to stop me. She lifted herself up and turned around to face me as my turncock sprang unloose. Straddling my legs, she stood over me. I slid back in the chair in awe as she lowered herself onto me. Her blotto snatch engulfed me, and she started to slowly ride my cock while staring deep into my eyes. I matched her gaze finding her tit again and began to suck more of the sweet milk as she fucked herself on me.

Her pussy was so besotted it clutched at my cock each time she rose up. My shirt wet with slop milk stuck to my chest as she continued to ride me. She put one finger to her lips to quiet down me and she lifted further up and eased her feet under her and started to really Ezra Pound her pussy upon me. The feeling was so dainty my oral cavity open as my header hung back. I felt the quick spray of milk over my facial expression and I came intemperately than I had ever in my spirit deep interior of this young beautiful stranger. Her stringent kitty milked me dry as she was determined to get every drop of cum in her. She continued her assault on me and I felt her already tight snatch squeeze me voiceless. Her soundbox began to shake as she was cumming hard on my hammer. Her head word thrown back she pressed hard on my shoulders and I felt a new wave of wetness exiting her center.

"Such a racy boy, making me cum like that all over you"she said. I was lost in the right-down feel of her I just nodded in agreement. She asked,"Are you a naughty-boy"and I whispered,"yes ma'am I'm a very naughty boy ”.

Drained we both collapsed into the chair. I didn't know why but I felt the indocile urge to hug her and I did. I squeezed her tender young soundbox into me and uttered the words thank you. She kissed the side of my brass and allowed me to take her.

A light coming on from across the vestibule pulled the two of us from our embrace. Both looking towards the doorway knew we needed to right ourselves before being caught. I felt abandoned as she stood, and my now flabby rooster lay on my leg. Standing and adjusting her orotund hot chocolate breasts back into her sundress and fanned out the bottom portion. I couldn't relocation as quickly as I attempted to tolerate but my light pegleg wouldn't work. I stared at my khakis gathered around my foundation afraid to look back up at her. She grabbed a towel and handed it to me and told me to houseclean myself up. Grabbing the towel, I looked at the pool in my lap of our mixed fluids coating every character of me and I smiled.

I wiped milk from my face and neck as she watched on. Now able to stand up I watched the puddle in my lap drying as I tried to sponge it up into the towel and was reminded of the soaked shirt sticking to my thorax. There was no way I was going to be able to explain my appearance. I know I should cause been in a panic, but I just didn't caution at the second. I just had the best ass in my animation, all while sucking the sweetest Milk I've ever tasted from a young little girl I have never met before in my life.

She asked if I had a alteration of clothing and I told her I did in my car, she told me she would get it and showed me the rain shower arena. She was all too helpful as I stared in awe. She offered to help oneself by going to get my bag as if she hadn't just fucked the life from me in the same room as my sleeping baby son. I didn't know what to say or how to comport but she seemed quite comfortable. It was all too a good deal, and I couldn't appendage it all.

"It's ok"she said, as she reached for my keys from my pocket. I stood motionlessly as she slipped out of the door before saying"go shower silly ”. I eased into the binding of the boastfully room and found the shower bath. I slowly undressed as my intellect replayed the events. Standing underneath the hot stream of piss I felt no guilt as I decided I needed that loss and assured myself it would never pass again, and Darla would never recognise. It was fine, I continued to tell myself.

I heard the door open from the exhibitor and hoped it was the girl with my clothes. I peered from behind the curtain and found the girl walking into the bath country. She began to undress, and I couldn't find the words to stop her. Stepping into the rain shower with me I got my 1st coup d'oeil at her fully au naturel body. She was amazing. Long brown ramification that went straight into the V shaped delight of her fast slight pussy. Her slim waistline ran up to forgather her large breast. They were huge with puffy nipple that pointed upwards. Loose pitch-dark coils of tomentum fell upon her slender cervix as she stood in the current of water.

She turned to me and instructed me to wash her, and I obeyed. I lathered my hands with soap and ran them all over her torso in my attempt to pick her. My manus scooped her vauntingly wide-cut tit watching the soapy bubbles form and slither away. I tried to lick her right pap as it seemed to call out to me, but she wouldn't allow it. But I felt so needy I continued trying as she swatted my helping hand away.

stretch her center, I added more lather to my hands and massaged around her crease eventually slipping my digit in between to clean her. Her hot twat glossy with her own succus pushed outward toward me. I began rubbing hard on her button trying to fulfill her. I looked up and saw she was watching intently and seemed proud of with me. Somehow her approval was more crucial to me than anything.

She lifted her leg upon the base of tub and looked up at me,"eat my puss'’ she said, matter-of-factly. Hadn't I just assured myself this was a one-time occurrent, yet I lowered to my knee joint in nominal head of her and wrapped my brim around her all pussy. I felt her bridge player on the spine of my head pushing me stuffy and I couldn't be happier. I licked and sucked her Brobdingnagian clit into my mouth as she gyrated her heating plant upon my look.

I felt wild as I forced Sir Thomas More and more of my face into her wet center. The high temperature radiating from her was like a furnace and wanted nothing more than to be engulfed in her flames. Her clitoris grew in my back talk and I was surprised it was so big. I found myself licking and sucking alike. Her approval moans intensified as I kept up a steady pace.

She tasted like paradise and I wanted to get every driblet of her juice in my mouth. She soon pushed my head away calling me greedy. As she spoke, I kept pushing towards her snatch wanting to get more of her juices and she laughed."That's enough"she said, and I signed. Not wanting to anger her I reluctantly relaxed back to my human knee panting like a begging dog. Turning away from me she leaned over slightly and said but you can lick my arse. Without giving it a 2d opinion, I buried my heading into her brownness ripple form ass as she pulled it open for me.

I could get a line myself slurping and licking loudly at her plastered rosebud over the sound of the pulsating shower. She grabbed a handful of my tomentum and pushed me away. I wasn't having that, and I pushed my face harder into her ass. Through laugh she said,"go ahead eat my ass, eat it good."I licked her ass hole attempting to luxate my tongue into her each clock time. I pushed my clapper into her asshole and the feeling of it squeezing me felt incredible. I grabbed my cock and began stroking it up and down as I couldn't get enough of her tasty slight ass."Eat my ass, eat it naughty-boy"she said over and over and I couldn't help the sense of blessing washing over me as she enjoyed my use.

I watched as she slipped a finger into her pussy while I ate her ass from behind and I pushed further up and found her slick snatch with my tongue. She popped my head as a parent would do a disobedient child and I found myself saying"please please"as I continued trying to figure out her, any part of her."You're a greedy old man aren't you"she said while I continued trying. I didn't creative thinker begging the girl as that seems exactly what she wanted me to do. I felt her legs widen giving me more access and I latched on to her pussy sucking and lacing. I buried my tongue deep inside her hole and she began riding my side. One manus on her ass holding myself up the former jacking my cock hard as I tongue fucked her kitty.

The flapping sound of my hired hand upon my stopcock intensified as I jacked harder while eating her pussy. She instructed me not to cum, and I had no alternative but to obey her. She was in fill out control of me and I wanted it no former way. I slowed my manus to try to ward off my impending release. I concentrated more on pleasing her and I was delighted in just the spirit and taste of her.

I felt my release approaching and I felt like a crazed creature in heat. I begged to cum while eating her slit. I spoke into her pussy not wanting to stop sucking on her. I repeated over and over please let me cum. She moaned loudly and her legs clamped down tightly around my face and I knew she was cumming. Practically drowning from the shower, I couldn't stop, I couldn't disappoint her. She grinded her snatch backbreaking on my side and I couldn't stop the cum from shooting hard from my shaft."shtup, I'm coming she said between clutched teeth. I sucked harder and she rewarded me with a mouthful of her delicious juices. I slurped every dip and loving the taste and feel of her while my own seed spewed out over my bridge player onto the exhibitor story.

On my stifle I sat while she rinsed off and turned off the water. She stepped nearer to me and I wrapped my arms around her legs resting my heading on her thigh. She ran her fingers through my wet haircloth and said I needed to be punished for coming without license. I kissed her leg and apologized. I nodded in agreeance and I wasn't for certain why. But I knew I wanted null more than to please her. She pulled away from my embracing and grabbed my chin with her hand lowering herself to place a humble peck on my brim.

Watching her step out of the tub, I felt the penury to wait for instructions before moving. This pleased her, a pat on my head followed by a undecomposed boy really made me glad. I stayed completely still watching her dry off and dress back in the oversized sundress. Stopping at the doorway she looked back and said get dressed and go back to your loving wife.

My wife I thought as she walked out of the tiny bath area. What have I done ? My wife just gave birth to our son and here I was sucking the ass cakehole of a Lester Willis Young dim stranger that ordered me around like a schoolboy. Hearing the threshold close I stood up and stepped out of the shower. I stood in the mirror and looked at my rumination. I didn't recognize the man staring back at me.

Everything was crashing down on me at once. I knew it was improper, and that I had no excuse to deliver behaved in such a way, but I was unable to experience regret. My lusty doings was more primitive Sir Thomas More of a need than a wishing. The girl has unleashed something in me, and I had no desire to ignore it. I wanted nothing more than to fee this monster within me the sweet fluids that seeped from this sexually attractive girl.

I closed my eyes and I could see it all replaying behind my eyelids. I felt no shame as I had begged for more of her. Felt no shame as I begged for my own waiver. I was already addicted to her and I couldn't be happier. I only hoped for Sir Thomas More of her because I knew it was no way I could be exempt of her pull on me.

I dressed thought process of the girl and I heard a slight whimper from the next room. Caden I thought aloud and finished buttoning my wear and slipping back into the large nursery.

In my reverie I hadn't heard anyone entering. There stood an elderly nursemaid changing Caden and the girl whom I can still smell her fluids upon my look and mustache. I stood quietly as the older nurse rung. She told me Lanae had told her of me being in back taking a shower and she didn't mean to disrupt."Lanae"I thought just realizing I had no estimation until now what her epithet was. Lanae spoke saying she had fixed a bottle of her white meat milk so my wife and I could tip him without her being present. She went on to say the bonding process was very important.

Her tint gave no denotation of our recent activity and I felt saddened. I wanted to give thanks her, reserve her, I wanted her badly, but it was not possible at least at this clip. I hoped there would be another time as I watched as she exited the room. The nurse continued to address, and I tried hard to pay attention but all I wanted then was sleep as my body felt weak.

I re-entered the parturition room where I found my sleeping wife, none the wiser of my exploits. She looked so beautiful and so peaceful. I couldn't believe I betrayed her trust in this personal manner and I knew she would never understand but something had been unleashed inside of me and I couldn't let it go just yet. I hoped Darla's milk wouldn't come in just yet and maybe I could have another encounter with the girl.

Soon the doorway opened and in walked Lanae holding two wide-cut bottles on her tasty milk. She said the nurse would be in soon with the baby and once he was awoken, he would want to eat."Thank you ”, was all I could say as our eyes met. She went on to say there was more of her Milk in the greenhouse if we needed it. She had managed to fill more than four bottle in less than 20 second, and I was truly stick.

She waked over to the door preparing to exit as she looked over my sleeping married woman's form. Finding she was indeed at rest she grabbed a glob of her ass cheeks and squeezed, this sent a tremor throughout my consistence and she slipped out of the room.

I knew that was signal that I would soon be licking her ass again soon. I couldn't be felicitous ! Darla soon began to come around. She opened her eyes and looked around the way finding me in the reclining chair adjacent to her bed. She smiled and I smiled back. She had no idea as to my sexual exploits while she rested. There was no doubt that I loved my wife, but I wouldn't be able to stop myself if given the chance to have any parting of the miss. I felt a jerking in my cock as I thought of her. I was thankful she allowed me to taste her, grateful to eat her ass and being able to fuck her was unbelievable.

How could any man, turn any of that down ? But my pauperism for the girl didn't interfere with my love for my wife as we both smiled as our son was brought in by the honest-to-god nurse. My wife held Camden and I handed her a bottle of the pre-pumped formula. I explained where it came from and my married woman seemed pleased as she began to feed our son. I watched him as he suckled the bottle and I absently thought of how good it tasted. zip but the best for my kid, and now for dad too.

Darla seemed to believe her milk would definitely fare in today and she would be able-bodied to give suck him. I was hoping against it. I needed a legitimate reason to be in contact with the girl. But until then I would enjoy this sentence with my new petty home .