Part II
“Now that I’m pregnant, I kind of feel like a cow myself. These big, heavy tits of mine are filled with milk, and the way they sway and wobble when I walk reminds me of a cow’s udders. My nipples are constantly leaking with milk and sometimes I have to squeeze streams of the warm fluid into a glass to ease the pressure. I love the way it tastes. Having my udders so full of milk makes me incredibly horny, and I masturbate more now than ever. I squeeze a puddle of milk into my palm and rub it into my hot pussy. then I slowly slide my fingers along my crack, inserting the tip of my middle finger in my hole and wiggling it around. Then I move my middle finger up to my clit and use it to circle my love button until I have an orgasm.”
“My favorite fantasy while I’m masturbating is that I’m back on the farm, and I’m led out to the milking barn with the rest of the cows. I have my own stall where I kneel down and the dairy hand attaches milking tubes to each of my swollen nipples. He turns on the automatic milking machine and the tubes start sucking the milk from my full tits. I moan in helpless ecstasy as the machine pulls the milk from my nipples. The dairy hand moves behind me to lift my skirt over my ass and ****** my bare cheeks.”
“As the sucking on my nipples becomes more and more intense, he runs his hands over my ass, and slowly pokes a finger in my asshole, slowing pushing it in and out while he lowers his head and runs his wet tongue all over my ass-cheeks. I desperately want him to slide his long cock in my asshole, but he’s determined to tease me first.”
“He stands in front of my face with his hard cock in his hand. he turns the milking machine on high and then shoves his cock in my mouth. as the machine hums loudly, draining my tits, he shoots his sticky load into my mouth. I swallow it eagerly, then he moves behind me again with his cock still hard, and slides it into my asshole. as he fucks my desperately tight anus with long, slow strokes, he makes me moo like a cow and shoots his second load deep in my ass just as my cunt erupts in a tremendous orgasm.”
After the movie was over Pamela asked if she could have a bath.
“Sure,” I said. “Help yourself--I’ll see if I can find you something to wear afterward.”
“This is really embarrassing,” she said, her face red.
”But I’m so big, I’m going to need your help getting into the tub. Do you mind?”
“Sure,” I said, trying not to sound too eager. What was I getting into? Whatever it was, I knew it was going to be fun.
I started the hot water running into the tub. Pam shucked out of her clothes without looking at me, her face burning. I feasted my eyes on the sight of her bare belly, great curving expanses of honey skin, and dark, pink nipples with prominent veins—and her teats, her unbelievably long titty tips, fat sausage shaped milk-givers that I longed to suck on. They stuck out in two different directions, pointed down and slightly forward. I looked at Pamela’s hands; her nipples were almost as big as her thumbs.
She bent to pull down her panties, and her tits swung almost to the floor, flopping and dangling loose and heavy; when she straightened up, I saw her hairy pussy. Her mound was densely covered with brown curly hair, plump, soft and vulnerable beneath her overhanging belly.
The cleft of her pussy looked so tender and pretty, I reached forward and stroked the hairy skin of her mound with my fingertips. Then I looked at her face.
She smiled softly and spread her tiny bare feet a little further apart on the floor. All she was wearing was her ankle bracelet. As she bent forward, I knelt down behind her, and sucked the lips of her clitoris deeply into my mouth. She sighed with obvious delight.
I took her into my arms and kissed her neck, holding this beautiful naked woman as close as I could, I stroked her fat bare buttocks, grabbing and squeezing her meaty ass, and sliding my fingers up and down the crack. I stroked her bare back, and slid my hands around to cup her tits.
Her tits were so huge, I couldn’t have held one in my hand. Her fat aureoles almost filled one hand. I lifted and stroked her breasts, then held them both together to make a foot-and-a-half of cleavage.
Pam nuzzled my cock, then stepped gracefully into the tub, one small hand resting on her belly in that same gesture she used on the road.
She turned to face me, naked and radiant.
“Wash me, Ralph” she said with a shy smile.
What followed was indescribable. I soaped her all over, discarding the towel after only a few strokes, and used my bare hands. it was incredibly sensuous. Bathing her, pregnant and naked, soaping her swollen brown belly and fondling her slick soapy tits, feeling her huge milkers slip and flop heavily in my hands, feeling her slippery, rubbery nipples in my soapy palms. I had her squat in the tub as I soaped her quivering hairy crotch.
I thoroughly explored between her legs with my hands, and soaped her intimate, split-open ass-crack, her tiny, spasming asshole, her plump mound, and surprisingly fat pussy lips with my slick insinuating fingers. I soaped her up inside her pussy, twisting two fingers between her fat lips as she gasped and bit her lips in unrestrained pleasure.
“Ooh, yeah, soap me good up there,” she whispered tensely.
I found the taut knob of her clit at the top of her pussy, and started soaping it rapidly, running my thumb around and around her swollen cum button.
“This little bump is really dirty,” I said into her ear as she clung to me and gasped. “I’d better wash it real good.”
“Ooh, yeah, oh, yeah, wash it real good...
“Real good, real good, really good! Re-ally g-g-o-od!!”
I couldn’t see what I was doing since I had to reach under her stomach to work, but I could feel her hot clit growing fatter between my fingers. I slipped a finger or two up into her slick pussy hole from time to time as I milked and popped her slippery clit expertly.
She was shivering and jerking, when she said, “lean back a little.”
I moved back, watching. She leaned over the side of the tub, lifted her tits into her little hands, one at a time, then let them each flop over the side of the tub. She reached down to her own crotch with both hands, and rested her weight against the side of the tub.
Her tits were dangling free, swinging from the overhang of the tub. They swung down more than a foot, her long, fat teats pointing at the floor.
“Milk me, baby,” she said. “Milk me like a fucking cow. yank on my nipples until I give milk.”
Both of her hands were still out of sight, but I knew she was holding her cunt open with one hand, and teasing her clit with the other.
My dick was sticking out bare, as swollen as her tits. it throbbed visibly, and clear pre-cum fluid was leaking copiously from the tip. I jacked off for a few moments as I watched her adjust her big, dangling tits over the edge of the tub.
I couldn’t believe how far they hung down. She smiled at me, her huge brown eyes half closed and smoky, and shook her shoulders. Those enormous, dangling jugs danced and waggled for my pleasure. Her tits were so incredibly huge and heavy, I couldn’t believe it.
I let go of my dick and hefted them in my palms, sliding my fingers over the long, rubbery teats. They kind of vibrated as I fanned my fingers over them and made them pop back and forth. Pamela bit her lips and hissed as I tweaked her nipples. her aureoles were dark red and swollen with the blue veins throbbing visibly under the delicate skin. Her oversized titty tips looked bigger than vienna sausages now, two inches long and thicker than my thumbs. as I stared, a thick creamy drop of milk appeared at the tip of each one.
”Come on ‘daddy,’ milk me. Milk me off.”
Pam looked intently into my eyes, as if gauging my reaction to her calling me ‘daddy.’
“Can I call you ‘daddy?’’ she asked. “I’ve felt the urge to, since we got here this afternoon, and I really wanna feel like that, while I’m here.”
“I wanna feel like you’re my daddy, and you made this baby in my stomach, too. I feel so much like a nasty breeder girl, so very erotic when I think that I’m carrying ‘daddy’s’ baby. I know we’re only playing, but can you be my ‘daddy’ for now?”
How could I resist her request, in her little girl way, wanting ‘daddy’ to be her lover?
“Of course, baby,” I said. “’Daddy’ will be everything you want him to be, tonight.”
“Then, milk me, ‘daddy.’ milk my wet titties. Later on, you can fuck my little pussy, and feel the baby with your cock head.”
She shook her shoulders again, and closed her eyes, and her tits waggled temptingly. Drops of milk flew. She was ready!
I started at the top of each tit, circling my hands around her huge breasts and pulling down on the whole thing. She moaned and urged me on as I grabbed her tits up high and pressed downward, over and over, kneading her huge jugs toward her distended nipples, I squeezed and pulled on her tit meat, trying to work her milk down into those huge knobs.
As I worked her tits, they grew more and more distended, more and more swollen; they looked like they were about to burst with the pressure of her hot tit milk. Milk was drooling lightly from her nipples, two thin lines of white fluid leaking from long teats, spraying continuously into the carpet.
She was shuddering, her hands working at her crotch as I worked her milk further and further down, and her tits took on more of a pear shape as I pulled with both hands at her heavy milkers. She was whimpering, her lips clinched closed, with her eyes shut tight, masturbating furiously as her huge, engorged tits swung free over the already milk-puddled floor.
“Now that I’m pregnant, I kind of feel like a cow myself. These big, heavy tits of mine are filled with milk, and the way they sway and wobble when I walk reminds me of a cow’s udders. My nipples are constantly leaking with milk and sometimes I have to squeeze streams of the warm fluid into a glass to ease the pressure. I love the way it tastes. Having my udders so full of milk makes me incredibly horny, and I masturbate more now than ever. I squeeze a puddle of milk into my palm and rub it into my hot pussy. then I slowly slide my fingers along my crack, inserting the tip of my middle finger in my hole and wiggling it around. Then I move my middle finger up to my clit and use it to circle my love button until I have an orgasm.”
“My favorite fantasy while I’m masturbating is that I’m back on the farm, and I’m led out to the milking barn with the rest of the cows. I have my own stall where I kneel down and the dairy hand attaches milking tubes to each of my swollen nipples. He turns on the automatic milking machine and the tubes start sucking the milk from my full tits. I moan in helpless ecstasy as the machine pulls the milk from my nipples. The dairy hand moves behind me to lift my skirt over my ass and ****** my bare cheeks.”
“As the sucking on my nipples becomes more and more intense, he runs his hands over my ass, and slowly pokes a finger in my asshole, slowing pushing it in and out while he lowers his head and runs his wet tongue all over my ass-cheeks. I desperately want him to slide his long cock in my asshole, but he’s determined to tease me first.”
“He stands in front of my face with his hard cock in his hand. he turns the milking machine on high and then shoves his cock in my mouth. as the machine hums loudly, draining my tits, he shoots his sticky load into my mouth. I swallow it eagerly, then he moves behind me again with his cock still hard, and slides it into my asshole. as he fucks my desperately tight anus with long, slow strokes, he makes me moo like a cow and shoots his second load deep in my ass just as my cunt erupts in a tremendous orgasm.”
After the movie was over Pamela asked if she could have a bath.
“Sure,” I said. “Help yourself--I’ll see if I can find you something to wear afterward.”
“This is really embarrassing,” she said, her face red.
”But I’m so big, I’m going to need your help getting into the tub. Do you mind?”
“Sure,” I said, trying not to sound too eager. What was I getting into? Whatever it was, I knew it was going to be fun.
I started the hot water running into the tub. Pam shucked out of her clothes without looking at me, her face burning. I feasted my eyes on the sight of her bare belly, great curving expanses of honey skin, and dark, pink nipples with prominent veins—and her teats, her unbelievably long titty tips, fat sausage shaped milk-givers that I longed to suck on. They stuck out in two different directions, pointed down and slightly forward. I looked at Pamela’s hands; her nipples were almost as big as her thumbs.
She bent to pull down her panties, and her tits swung almost to the floor, flopping and dangling loose and heavy; when she straightened up, I saw her hairy pussy. Her mound was densely covered with brown curly hair, plump, soft and vulnerable beneath her overhanging belly.
The cleft of her pussy looked so tender and pretty, I reached forward and stroked the hairy skin of her mound with my fingertips. Then I looked at her face.
She smiled softly and spread her tiny bare feet a little further apart on the floor. All she was wearing was her ankle bracelet. As she bent forward, I knelt down behind her, and sucked the lips of her clitoris deeply into my mouth. She sighed with obvious delight.
I took her into my arms and kissed her neck, holding this beautiful naked woman as close as I could, I stroked her fat bare buttocks, grabbing and squeezing her meaty ass, and sliding my fingers up and down the crack. I stroked her bare back, and slid my hands around to cup her tits.
Her tits were so huge, I couldn’t have held one in my hand. Her fat aureoles almost filled one hand. I lifted and stroked her breasts, then held them both together to make a foot-and-a-half of cleavage.
Pam nuzzled my cock, then stepped gracefully into the tub, one small hand resting on her belly in that same gesture she used on the road.
She turned to face me, naked and radiant.
“Wash me, Ralph” she said with a shy smile.
What followed was indescribable. I soaped her all over, discarding the towel after only a few strokes, and used my bare hands. it was incredibly sensuous. Bathing her, pregnant and naked, soaping her swollen brown belly and fondling her slick soapy tits, feeling her huge milkers slip and flop heavily in my hands, feeling her slippery, rubbery nipples in my soapy palms. I had her squat in the tub as I soaped her quivering hairy crotch.
I thoroughly explored between her legs with my hands, and soaped her intimate, split-open ass-crack, her tiny, spasming asshole, her plump mound, and surprisingly fat pussy lips with my slick insinuating fingers. I soaped her up inside her pussy, twisting two fingers between her fat lips as she gasped and bit her lips in unrestrained pleasure.
“Ooh, yeah, soap me good up there,” she whispered tensely.
I found the taut knob of her clit at the top of her pussy, and started soaping it rapidly, running my thumb around and around her swollen cum button.
“This little bump is really dirty,” I said into her ear as she clung to me and gasped. “I’d better wash it real good.”
“Ooh, yeah, oh, yeah, wash it real good...
“Real good, real good, really good! Re-ally g-g-o-od!!”
I couldn’t see what I was doing since I had to reach under her stomach to work, but I could feel her hot clit growing fatter between my fingers. I slipped a finger or two up into her slick pussy hole from time to time as I milked and popped her slippery clit expertly.
She was shivering and jerking, when she said, “lean back a little.”
I moved back, watching. She leaned over the side of the tub, lifted her tits into her little hands, one at a time, then let them each flop over the side of the tub. She reached down to her own crotch with both hands, and rested her weight against the side of the tub.
Her tits were dangling free, swinging from the overhang of the tub. They swung down more than a foot, her long, fat teats pointing at the floor.
“Milk me, baby,” she said. “Milk me like a fucking cow. yank on my nipples until I give milk.”
Both of her hands were still out of sight, but I knew she was holding her cunt open with one hand, and teasing her clit with the other.
My dick was sticking out bare, as swollen as her tits. it throbbed visibly, and clear pre-cum fluid was leaking copiously from the tip. I jacked off for a few moments as I watched her adjust her big, dangling tits over the edge of the tub.
I couldn’t believe how far they hung down. She smiled at me, her huge brown eyes half closed and smoky, and shook her shoulders. Those enormous, dangling jugs danced and waggled for my pleasure. Her tits were so incredibly huge and heavy, I couldn’t believe it.
I let go of my dick and hefted them in my palms, sliding my fingers over the long, rubbery teats. They kind of vibrated as I fanned my fingers over them and made them pop back and forth. Pamela bit her lips and hissed as I tweaked her nipples. her aureoles were dark red and swollen with the blue veins throbbing visibly under the delicate skin. Her oversized titty tips looked bigger than vienna sausages now, two inches long and thicker than my thumbs. as I stared, a thick creamy drop of milk appeared at the tip of each one.
”Come on ‘daddy,’ milk me. Milk me off.”
Pam looked intently into my eyes, as if gauging my reaction to her calling me ‘daddy.’
“Can I call you ‘daddy?’’ she asked. “I’ve felt the urge to, since we got here this afternoon, and I really wanna feel like that, while I’m here.”
“I wanna feel like you’re my daddy, and you made this baby in my stomach, too. I feel so much like a nasty breeder girl, so very erotic when I think that I’m carrying ‘daddy’s’ baby. I know we’re only playing, but can you be my ‘daddy’ for now?”
How could I resist her request, in her little girl way, wanting ‘daddy’ to be her lover?
“Of course, baby,” I said. “’Daddy’ will be everything you want him to be, tonight.”
“Then, milk me, ‘daddy.’ milk my wet titties. Later on, you can fuck my little pussy, and feel the baby with your cock head.”
She shook her shoulders again, and closed her eyes, and her tits waggled temptingly. Drops of milk flew. She was ready!
I started at the top of each tit, circling my hands around her huge breasts and pulling down on the whole thing. She moaned and urged me on as I grabbed her tits up high and pressed downward, over and over, kneading her huge jugs toward her distended nipples, I squeezed and pulled on her tit meat, trying to work her milk down into those huge knobs.
As I worked her tits, they grew more and more distended, more and more swollen; they looked like they were about to burst with the pressure of her hot tit milk. Milk was drooling lightly from her nipples, two thin lines of white fluid leaking from long teats, spraying continuously into the carpet.
She was shuddering, her hands working at her crotch as I worked her milk further and further down, and her tits took on more of a pear shape as I pulled with both hands at her heavy milkers. She was whimpering, her lips clinched closed, with her eyes shut tight, masturbating furiously as her huge, engorged tits swung free over the already milk-puddled floor.
