Milk Maid

Darla my wife and I was expecting our first child at any minute. The nervous get-up-and-go between the two of us was almost palpable. I loaded her packed bags into the car and pulled around to the strawman of the house to shorten her walking distance. Throwing one bag in the rear with a change of dress 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 pry winning rose garden to get back to her. She stood propped against the doorway as I hurried to her side, just as her piss broke spilling onto the breast steps.

I was in full phase of the moon affright mode at this point and I picked her up and carried her to the silver medal colored sedan. Adjusting the rider's seat so she could be somewhat comfortable I closed the door and ran to the other side. We sped off into the Nox ignoring all traffic legal philosophy as I called ahead to let our Dr. know we were on the way to the birthing center. I wasn't thrilled about this center, but Darla loved it.

It was a simple and very welcoming place, but it seemed to discourage modern comforts. It didn't have all the shiny new equipment the large hospital have. It was designed to give birth in the most cancel of ways. I was all for natural, but if something went haywire, I wanted the assurance they would be able to take caution of it. They had no such assurances. But again, Darla loved its serene atmosphere. She was against taking any drugs and I was so proud of her.

I pulled to the figurehead of the building and was met by two orderly whom helped me get Darla out of the car and into a wheelchair. Another scream forced its way out of her pouty lip, and I knew it wouldn't be long. Even in this tremendous nuisance my married woman was stunning. Her fortunate hair spread out across her shoulders and her oceanic abyss risque eye intensified as she cried out. gestation really agreed with her, she had a gleaming that would stop your heart.

Moments later we were led into the birthing chamber and the doctor came in. He checked Darla and informed us that our short 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 admit it. I held her easygoing hand as she pushed and scream without the aid of any drugs and I was in awe of her strength. She was truly a magnificent woman and I was convinced there was nada in this man that she couldn't accomplish. I was a very favorable man. We've only been married a class but due to our age, we both wanted to make a child as soon as potential. With me 46 and she 38 we knew our window was slowing closing. When she told me, she was pregnant it was the well-chosen second in my life. I've been ecstatic ever since !

I hadn't realized I was daydreaming until I heard the tiny cry of my babe boy. I was so majestic in that moment ; my middle began to swell, and I found my optic moist as I looked him over. He was perfect ! She was pure ! Darla and I both rejoiced in his bearing. A healthy beautiful baby-boy.

Soon they had him all cleaned up and we were able-bodied to pass some clock time with him. Darla attempted to harbour him respective times that outset day with no luck. She was against buying normal and wanted zilch but the unspoilt for our petty Caden. I was just so overwhelmed, it all felt so surreal.

The latter part of the evening a nursemaid entered the elbow room and suggested a surrogate to feed 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 hours after birth and I was sure he was indeed very hungry.

I opted for a bottle of formula and Darla stopped me and requested the alternate to course my trivial guy. I wasn't thrilled about this choice ; I didn't want some stranger bonding with my son in that way. I felt I had no other alternative than to digest by her wishes as she had worked so heavy to hold certainly everything was perfect for him. She assured me it would only be a span of feedings and her milk would most likely seminal fluid in. The nurse picked him p and carried him out of the way. Darla attached the threefold position breast pump and began pumping in an attack to push the milk out.

The bosom pumped hugged Darla entire titty and continued to pump sucking each nipple into the tube-shaped structure. She would pump for an hour 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 sleep. She was trying so hard to get her milk to come in but so far not one dip had been forced out. I searched the titty pump for even the slightest bit of wet and found none. I was glad she able to sleep, if nothing else than to give her drained body a little time to recover.

I took my departure as she slept silently to go see my boy before going to sleep myself in the over sized lounger next to the bed. I was expecting to notice him nestle in a nursery bed fast asleep but instead I found him in the sleeve of the surrogate milk maid. She sat in a rocker death chair and held him close to her with child white meat and he was really latched on although he appeared to be asleep. She attempted to remove him and eagerly resumed sucking for a second or two and drifted back off again.

She nodded to acknowledge me and stood to walk across the elbow room to lay him down. This sentence he didn't protest the missing titty being withdrawn from his mouthpiece. I found myself staring in awe as her expose chest jiggled and dripped Milk River as she moved about.

I tried to reverse away not wanting to obstruct her or myself, but the heap was all too sweep over too consuming. She was a improbable slim vernal black woman and her skin the color of Milk River chocolate. She made no attempt to cover herself as I stood in awe of her. I found myself becoming aroused and I felt shameful as I couldn't pull my middle off her puff up milk filled titty. They were magnificent. As far as cancel chest goes these were the largest, I've ever seen. Yet, somehow they still appeared perky.

Her expectant smutty nipples seemed to gaze back at me as I looked on. The large puffy mammilla continued to drop Milk River as she spoke to me. She didn't appear to be embarrassed at all. I tried to pay attention to her Scripture, but I was fighting urge not to latch onto her and start sucking the milk myself. I heard her say he has quite the appetite like his father I assume, and she giggled ; the giggle only untried girls make. She knew I was aching inside seeing her leaking drop after drop of Milk from both of her breast.

I apologized for staring and she waved her helping hand and said it happens all the time, that she was quite used to it. I had no doubt that affirmation was dead on target, as the sight was truly amazing."Its not every day, you walk in and see this kind of escape is it ?"she asked while walking closer to me. I just stood there and shook my headspring. She was right though ; I have never seen this before. Even the lactating videos I stumbled across didn't have this often Milk.

I'm a natural milch cow, she went on to say and I was lost as to not ever hearing the term before. My facial expression must have given away my muddiness. She walked over confining and put her slender handwriting on my shoulder joint. She said she's had milk in her breast since she was 16, but she's never been pregnant."I just woke up one day and my nipple were leaking Milk River"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 condition some fancy name, but it just means by organic structure makes lots of Milk ”. He suggested I volunteer here, and I did. I love it here, everyone here is dedicated to helping the great unwashed. I've been here 2 years and I really revel helping people too she said.

I felt her helping hand slide down the length of my arm and she tugged gently on my hand. She led me to the rocker she just fed my son from and nodded for me to sit. My brain in a fog I sat and watched her walk back to the door and locked it. She replaced the already soaked towel underneath her breast with a dry one. It stayed in place as the weight of her bosom held it tightly underneath each boob. She walked back over to me sitting and I attempted to stand up and she pushed back on my shoulder joint and sat in my lap.

"I like helping citizenry"she said, as she manipulated her still exposed dripping breast to my now open lip. She rubbed her wet mammilla across my sassing, and although I knew it was damage, I couldn't assistant myself. I latched on and began to suck up as the fluid filled my oral cavity, I couldn't stop myself. The need to flow from her felt primal and I indulged myself. Swallowing taste after mouthful of her honied flavored Milk River, I felt eager to get more and more. My horse sense were in overdrive.

She rubbed the top of my school principal pushing my hair from my cheek and allowed me as much as I wanted. I sucked hard and felt the bang of fluids into my mouth and I treasured it."That's enough, I heard her say in a subdued interpreter, and she pulled her breast relinquish from my wanting mouth. I pushed forward trying to reattach as she laughed. My tongue outstretched from my mouth wiggled and searched for her nipple."Alright, just a little more, she said as she pushed back forward allowing me to latch back on. I practically growled as my lips made inter-group communication again.

Her head back on my shoulder joint giving me more way to get as much of her large nipples into my mouth as potential. I slid to the sharpness of the cradle and opened my human knee which in turned spread her legs panoptic. The oversized wearing apparel she was wearing made a tent across her leg. She moaned quietly as I continued and soon her manus were pulling up the helm of the clothes high above her knee and she ran her digit down to her plaza. She wasn't wearing panties and I was gifted with the seeing the thin spell of hair's-breadth across her tantalizing little pussy.

Sucking harder now my ripe hand reached under her arm and began squeezing her rightfulness breast. I watched as the hot white liquid sprayed out coating her and my hired hand. The sight was so unbelievable I couldn't believe any of this was happening. Her hand moved fast up and down on her exposed pussy teasing her clit as it extended above her labia. Her moaning increased as she did.

She turned to look at me and she reached further down. I soon heard the wet auditory sensation of her fingering her pussy hard. My cock was rock-and-roll solid underneath her and I grinded below her in a dull hard circular question.

Removing her wet fingerbreadth from her soaked cunt she brought them to my facial expression and without giving it a second thought I released her chest and licked them cleaned."Naughty boy"she crooned, and then laughed. She lifted the lowering booby and replaced it back into my mouth and rubbing the puffy tit over my back talk until I latched.

My cock so hard I knew I was close to having an climax even though my prick was trapped in my wearable. Darla hadn't been able to get sex in workweek and I was well overdue. I released both of her breasts and began unbuttoning my pants to slide them down to free my raging hard on.

She didn't protestation or make any effort to stop over me. She lifted herself up and turned around to front me as my cock sprang free. Straddling my peg, she stood over me. I slid back in the chair in awe as she lowered herself onto me. Her overcharge pussy engulfed me, and she started to slowly ride my tool while staring deep into my eyes. I matched her regard finding her tit again and began to take up more of the cherubic milk as she fucked herself on me.

Her twat was so tight it clutched at my cock each fourth dimension she rose up. My shirt wet with spilled Milk stuck to my chest as she continued to ride me. She put one digit to her lips to pipe down me and she lifted further up and eased her groundwork under her and started to really punt her pussy upon me. The touch sensation was so dainty my mouth open as my head hung back. I felt the warm sprayer of milk over my boldness and I came punishing than I had ever in my life recondite inside of this young beautiful stranger. Her stringent twat milked me dry as she was determined to get every fall of cum in her. She continued her ravishment on me and I felt her already stiff pussy squeeze me harder. Her body began to shake as she was cumming hard on my cock. Her top dog thrown back she pressed hard on my shoulders and I felt a new wave of wetness exiting her center.

"Such a naughty 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 understanding. She asked,"Are you a naughty-boy"and I whispered,"yes ma'am I'm a very gamey boy ”.

Drained we both collapsed into the president. I didn't know why but I felt the unruly itch to hug her and I did. I squeezed her tender young body into me and uttered the discussion thank you. She kissed the face of my expression and allowed me to hold her.

A light coming on from across the Charles Francis Hall pulled the two of us from our embrace. Both looking towards the threshold knew we needed to right hand ourselves before being caught. I felt abandoned as she stood, and my now flabby turncock lay on my leg. Standing and adjusting her big chocolate breast back into her sundress and fanned out the can portion. I couldn't move as quickly as I attempted to remain firm but my weak legs wouldn't employment. I stared at my khakis gathered around my feet afraid to look back up at her. She grabbed a towel and handed it to me and told me to strip myself up. Grabbing the towel, I looked at the pool in my lap of our mixed fluids coating every part of me and I smiled.

I wiped milk from my expression and neck opening as she watched on. Now able to stand 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 dresser. There was no way I was going to be able to explain my show. I know I should have been in a panic, but I just didn't care at the moment. I just had the C. H. Best shag in my life, all while sucking the sweetest Milk River I've ever tasted from a young daughter I have never met before in my sprightliness.

She asked if I had a change of wear and I told her I did in my car, she told me she would get it and showed me the exhibitioner sphere. She was all too helpful as I stared in awe. She offered to avail by going to get my bag as if she hadn't just fucked the lifetime from me in the same elbow room as my sleeping infant son. I didn't know what to say or how to behave but she seemed quite comfortable. It was all too often, and I couldn't cognitive operation it all.

"It's ok"she said, as she reached for my keystone from my pouch. I stood motionlessly as she slipped out of the room access before saying"go shower silly ”. I eased into the back of the with child room and found the shower. I slowly undressed as my thinker replayed the events. Standing underneath the hot stream of water I felt no guilt trip as I decided I needed that release and assured myself it would never bump again, and Darla would never know. It was hunky-dory, I continued to tell myself.

I heard the doorway open from the shower and hoped it was the miss with my dress. I peered from behind the curtain and found the girl walking into the bath orbit. She began to undress, and I couldn't find the Logos to break her. Stepping into the shower with me I got my first glimpse at her fully raw body. She was amazing. Long Brown University legs that went straight into the V shaped joy of her tight little pussy. Her slim waistline ran up to suffer her large breast. They were huge with gusty nipples that pointed upwards. escaped blacken whorl of hair fell upon her slender cervix as she stood in the watercourse of water.

She turned to me and instructed me to wash her, and I obeyed. I lathered my hands with goop and ran them all over her organic structure in my endeavour to clean her. My hands scooped her magnanimous entire breast watching the soapy bubbles form and slew away. I tried to lap her right nipple as it seemed to call up out to me, but she wouldn't allow it. But I felt so poverty-stricken I continued trying as she swatted my hand away.

Reaching her meat, I added more lather to my hands and massaged around her bend eventually slipping my finger's breadth in between to clean her. Her hot cunt slip with her own juices pushed outward toward me. I began rubbing hard on her clit trying to satisfy her. I looked up and saw she was watching intently and seemed proud of with me. Somehow her approval was more important 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 old occurrence, yet I lowered to my articulatio genus in front of her and wrapped my mouth around her unit puss. I felt her hand on the back of my read/write head pushing me airless and I couldn't be happy. I licked and sucked her huge clit into my sassing as she gyrated her heat energy upon my expression.

I felt wild as I forced more and more of my face into her wet inwardness. The heat radiating from her was like a furnace and wanted nothing more than to be engulfed in her flaming. Her clit grew in my mouth and I was surprised it was so big. I found myself licking and sucking alike. Her approval moan intensified as I kept up a steady pace.

She tasted like paradise and I wanted to get every drib of her succus in my sassing. She soon pushed my head away calling me greedy. As she spoke, I kept pushing towards her cunt wanting to get more than of her juices and she laughed."That's plenty"she said, and I signed. Not wanting to see red her I reluctantly relaxed back to my knee panting like a begging dog. Turning away from me she leaned over slightly and said but you can lick my asshole. Without giving it a second opinion, I buried my head into her brownish ripple shaped ass as she pulled it open for me.

I could hear myself slurping and licking loudly at her tight rosebud over the speech sound of the pulsating shower. She grabbed a smattering of my hair and pushed me away. I wasn't having that, and I pushed my face harder into her ass. Through laughter she said,"go ahead eat my ass, eat it good."I licked her ass hole attempting to slip my tongue into her each time. I pushed my clapper into her asshole and the smell of it squeezing me felt unbelievable. I grabbed my cock and began stroking it up and down as I couldn't get enough of her tasty picayune ass."Eat my ass, eat it naughty-boy"she said over and over and I couldn't help the sensory faculty of approval washing over me as she enjoyed my manipulation.

I watched as she slipped a fingerbreadth into her puss while I ate her ass from behind and I pushed further up and found her tricksy pussy with my tongue. She popped my head as a parent would do a disobedient child and I found myself saying"please delight"as I continued trying to lick her, any role of her."You're a greedy old man aren't you"she said while I continued trying. I didn't mind 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 suction and drubbing. I buried my knife deep inside her hole and she began riding my facial expression. One hand on her ass holding myself up the other jacking my cock hard as I tongue fucked her pussycat.

The flapping sound of my hand upon my prick intensified as I jacked harder while eating her pussy. She instructed me not to cum, and I had no choice but to obey her. She was in complete control of me and I wanted it no early way. I slowed my hand to try to ward off my imminent release. I concentrated more on pleasing her and I was delighted in just the feel and taste of her.

I felt my release approaching and I felt like a crazed fauna in heat. I begged to cum while eating her pussy. 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 block, I couldn't disappoint her. She grinded her pussy hard on my face and I couldn't hold on the cum from shooting hard from my shaft."fuck, I'm coming she said between clutched teeth. I sucked harder and she rewarded me with a taste of her delicious juices. I slurped every bead and loving the taste and feel of her while my own seed spewed out over my hand onto the shower floor.

On my knees I sat while she rinsed off and turned off the water. She stepped tightlipped to me and I wrapped my arms around her legs resting my head on her thighs. She ran her fingers through my wet whisker 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 sure why. But I knew I wanted nothing more than to please her. She pulled away from my embrace and grabbed my Kuki-Chin with her hand lowering herself to come out a small plenty on my backtalk.

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

My wife I thought as she walked out of the bantam bathtub area. What have I done ? My wife just gave birth to our son and here I was sucking the ass hole of a young nigrify stranger that ordered me around like a schoolboy. Hearing the door close I stood up and stepped out of the exhibitor. I stood in the mirror and looked at my thoughtfulness. I didn't recognize the man staring back at me.

Everything was crashing down on me at once. I knew it was wrong, and that I had no excuse to hold behaved in such a way, but I was unable to feel regret. My lusty behaviour was more primitive more of a need than a want. The fille has unleashed something in me, and I had no desire to ignore it. I wanted nothing more than to feed this monster within me the sweet-smelling fluids that seeped from this scrumptious little girl.

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

I dressed thinking of the girl and I heard a little whimper from the following way. Caden I thought aloud and finished buttoning my clothing and slipping back into the large glasshouse.

In my castle in the air I hadn't heard anyone entering. There stood an older nurse changing Caden and the girl whom I can still smell her fluids upon my font and mustache. I stood quietly as the one-time nurse radius. She told me Lanae had told her of me being in back taking a shower and she didn't mean value to interrupt."Lanae"I thought just realizing I had no melodic theme until now what her name was. Lanae spoke saying she had fixed a bottleful of her bosom milk so my wife and I could feed him without her being present. She went on to say the bonding process was very important.

Her shade gave no denotation of our recent activities and I felt saddened. I wanted to give thanks her, concord her, I wanted her badly, but it was not potential at least at this prison term. I hoped there would be another time as I watched as she exited the way. The nurse continued to speak, and I tried grueling to pay attention but all I wanted then was sleep as my dead body felt weak.

I re-entered the birthing room where I found my sleeping wife, none the wiser of my exploit. She looked so beautiful and so peaceful. I couldn't believe I betrayed her trust in this mode and I knew she would never read but something had been loose 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 suffer another encounter with the girl.

Soon the door opened and in walked Lanae holding two wax 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 to a greater extent of her Milk in the greenhouse if we needed it. She had managed to fill Thomas More than four bottleful in less than XX minute of arc, and I was truly stick.

She waked over to the door preparing to exit as she looked over my sleep married woman's form. Finding she was indeed asleep she grabbed a chunk of her ass cheeks and squeezed, this sent a tremor throughout my torso 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 happier ! Darla soon began to derive around. She opened her eyes and looked around the way finding me in the recliner next to her bed. She smiled and I smiled back. She had no theme as to my sexual feat while she rested. There was no doubt that I loved my wife, but I wouldn't be capable to stop myself if given the chance to give any share of the girl. I felt a saccade in my cock as I thought of her. I was grateful she allowed me to taste her, grateful to eat her ass and being able to screw her was incredible.

How could any man, turn any of that down ? But my need for the girl didn't interfere with my love for my wife as we both smiled as our son was brought in by the old nursemaid. 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 feeding bottle and I absently thought of how undecomposed it tasted. cipher but the expert for my kid, and now for Daddy too.

Darla seemed to believe her milk would definitely amount in today and she would be able to hold him. I was hoping against it. I needed a decriminalize reasonableness to be in contact with the lady friend. But until then I would relish this meter with my new little syndicate .