by Nikita Storm
"Yes!" She mumbled something else, but it was unintelligible.
My cock swelled to epic proportions and I realized that was exactly what she wanted. Hell, she could be in charge the rest of the time if I could rule in the bedroom.
She screamed as my scorching tongue pressed up against her hot-box. She began bucking through another climax as I tried to hold her hips steady. She was either very easy to get off or wound up for me. Or both.
"Oh God your tongue feels so good!" She squealed as my lips engulfed her puffy little pussy.
I still couldn't believe that I was this close to her tasty twat. I'd thought and masturbated and dreamt of doing this forever and now that it was a reality, I wasn't going to let the opportunity slip away.
Out of all the pussies I'd gone down on, hers was by far the wettest. I stuck my finger in and was greeted by her pussy clamping down hard on my finger. The heat from inside her was intense and nearly burned my finger off.
"Go gentle, Frank," she whispered, "it's my first."
I looked up at her as if she'd just told me she had three tits. "What?" I asked incredulously.
"Don't make such a big deal about it, Frankie, I've never let Jim touch me in that way. Every other way - definitely. But not there."
Oh my God, she was still a virgin? My heart sped up and my vision blurred as my mind tried to grasp this concept.
"You're not put off, are you?" She suddenly sounded very unsure and scared.
"Put off?" I shook my head. "Hell no. Surprised? Most definitely."
"Oh good," she breathed a sigh of relief and leaned forward to kiss me, tasting her juices on my lips. "I was afraid you'd be upset.
Upset? Oh God, my poor cock wasn't going to be able to take any more. "No, actually I prefer it this way."
She pulled me on top of her, mashing her breasts to my chest and guided my cock to her entrance. "It's funny in a way," she chuckled. "Subconsciously, I probably saved myself for you."
She threw her arms around me in a death grip and it was all I could do to break out of it. With great effort, I leaned over to the nightstand and opened the drawer.
"What are you doing? I clearly don't need lube," she said, bringing a finger-ful of her copious pussy cum to my lips.
I licked it off and brought out the gold-wrapped condom. "Not lube, this." I held it up for her to see.
Her eyes went as wide as saucers.
"You didn't think I'd forgotten the most important thing, did you?" I was proud of myself for being "safe." I wasn't prepared for what she said next.
"Please don't," she said imploringly as she placed her hand over mine.
"No?" I looked at her suspiciously.
"No," she shook her head, "I want your baby, Frank. I'm fertile."
I was stunned. Amber was ovulating? And she wanted my baby? I started to put two and two together. "Did you use Jim to get to me?"
She nodded, a tear spilling from her beautiful face. "It was his idea. He said that I wasn't ready for you and that you'd never take me." A few more tears followed. "He said that he'd prepare me and make me a woman. But something inside me knew the truth and held back."
I slowly set the unopened condom down on the table.
"I've never wanted Jim, Frank. I've always wanted you. And..." she pulled me back down and guided my cock to her wet entrance, "if you want me as much as I do, show me by impregnating me. Right here; right now."
How could I refuse an offer like that? I kinda felt sorry for her, having to put up with an asshole boyfriend just because he convinced her that she couldn't have me. I was literally shaking as my cock carefully entered her drenched tunnel. I felt her muscles instantly clamp down on my cock the second it entered.
"Shh..." I laid on her and brushed the tears from her eyes. "I'll go slow, I promise. Just relax." My cock slid in effortlessly as I felt her loosen up. True to my word, I explored her pussy at a glacial pace. The last thing I wanted to do was hurt her.
She hugged me tight and I could feel her rock-hard nipples press into my chest. Her body was so warm that I wanted to stay wrapped in her embrace forever.
When I got to her cherry, I looked her in the eye and she nodded. "Make it quick. Let's get this over with so we can fuck like animals!"
I didn't need any further direction. I bumped up against her tight ring and offered her my pillow to stifle her scream and then slammed through. My God she was tight! So tight that my dick felt like the life was being squeezed out of it and was going to fall off.
She screamed into the pillow for a few moments and then stopped. Once I was through her hymen, I still took it a bit easy so that she could get used to it.
"Let me know when you're ready for more," I said as I kissed her on the lips and played with her large breasts. They were so soft and pillowy that I was sure I could rest my head on them and just fall asleep. I was going to have to test that out sometime.
"Put a baby in me," she moaned in my mouth, her back arching as she shuddered through another orgasm.
I took that as my cue to descend deeper into her fiery flesh furnace. I couldn't believe the feelings that were coursing through my cock. Her cave was sopping wet with what felt like molten lava. Her pussy was tight and wrapped around me like a glove.
I knew this moment would forever be seared into my brain for the rest of my life. I didn't know how many orgasms Amber had powered through, but it must've been more than a handful.
I wrapped my arms around her chest and descended deep into her. I could tell by the way she was grimacing that it wasn't the most pleasant experience, but she was a trooper and took my thick cock into her virgin pussy.
"You really want me to knock you up?" I asked as I felt my cock bottom out. I wasn't all the way into her, but with my massive cock, that was normal.
She nodded. "I've dreamed about carrying your baby every night for years. I just never thought I'd see the day." She lifted her legs up off the bed and wrapped them around my waist, allowing me to sink my flesh deeper into her womb.
"You know for a fact you're ovulating?" I asked, my cock straining against the walls of her pussy. I had to hold back or I would've spilled my load earlier than I wanted to.
Again, she nodded, her long-flowing, red hair spilling into her eyes. "You know us women, we track that kind of stuff religiously."
I nodded and kissed her. "Well, if you really want a baby, I'll be happy to oblige."
"Not just any baby, Frank, yours." She kissed me passionately and pulled me deeper into her hot woman cave.
When I heard those words, I knew I couldn't last any longer. "Beg," I said breathlessly as I began pumping furiously in and out of her pussy. The sound of our sex filled the room as her juices sloshed all over the sheets. I definitely wasn't going to wash these any time soon.
She looked at me funny, but then started getting into it. "Ooh, Frank, I want you to fill my fertile cunt with your hot, potent man-cum."
My pace quickened on hearing her words. They were very convincing and I didn't have to wonder if she meant them or not.
"Take me. Take my virginity and replace it with your baby-making seed." She cried out, another orgasm ripping through her lean, toned body. Her breasts jiggled sexily as the orgasm had its way with her. I felt her tight cunt muscles constrict and pulse around my cock.
"Make me your cum slut! Knock me up and make me pregnant. Do what you want with me." She was starting to become delirious with desire and suddenly and without warning, her whole body froze up as though someone had flicked her off switch. Every muscle in her whole being spasmed and my cock was tightened with a death grip that caused me to lose all control.
I knew from experience that she was having "the big one." However, I had never seen one this powerful before. With all the action around my sensitive, engorged cock, it simply couldn't handle any more.
"Cum in me now!" She said through clenched teeth. "Knock me up!"
Between her words and the feel of her ultra-tight cunt my shaft expanded a
nd let loose with a wicked stream of cum straight into her ovulating cervix.
"God!" She screamed as she felt my white-hot liquid pelt her fertile belly. Her pussy clamped harder on my cock and began pulsing rapidly, timing it perfectly with my spurting cock. For several moments, I held her tight and shot spurt after spurt of thick, ropey, baby-making sperm into her fertile and willing womb.
At that moment, I knew that I was going to make her mine no matter the costs. I was going to dominate her with my seed every chance I could get. Even when she was pregnant, I was going to fuck the hell out of her. I salivated at the thought of tasting her milky breasts. She didn't know it yet, but she was going to be nursing for two.
As the last of my sperm descended into her fiery depths, she finally came down from her extreme orgasm.
"Oh God!" She clutched her sweaty chest. She put my hand over her heart and I felt it beating extremely fast. "Thank you," she said, hugging me close, my cock still inside her. "That was the best first time that I could've ever asked for. I knew I was right in waiting for you."
For the rest of the weekend, we fucked like animals. Every chance we could get we were in the sack making out. I introduced her to anal and different positions and she introduced me to her super-hot sex-crazed world. We discussed my lactation fantasies and even though she was a bit hesitant at first, I assured her that it was perfectly normal and she agreed that as long as the baby had enough food, I was welcome to "help myself" as she put it.
But that's a story for another time. Stay tuned...
Who's Milking Amber?
Nikita Storm
It was the first night that we'd been able to have alone since the birth three months ago. We found a baby sitter, booked ourselves a nice dinner at a secluded restaurant and made plans for a movie afterword. You know the kind of movie - where the only people who attend have little to no interest in the film itself.
All throughout dinner we had to consciously stop ourselves from texting the babysitter every five minutes to make sure that the baby was okay. After a while, though - and a bit of wine - we were able to calm down and talk about ourselves.
Since that fateful Saturday morning nearly a year ago when she had practically burst into my apartment and set my world on fire, she had left her husband - my best friend - and moved in with me. She didn't give him a reason and he accepted it with a shrug.
Once the divorce had been finalized, she was beginning to show and we ended up getting married in a small ceremony with just a few friends and family for the occasion.
While we finished up our meal, and decided to cut out to the show early. I don't know if it was the wine or the fact that we hadn't been intimate for a few months, but we started getting a bit cozy.
By the time we got to the movie, we were probably laughing a bit too loud and hanging all over each other like newlyweds (which we still were, in a way). The movie wasn't due to start for another thirty minutes or so, but they let us in anyway with a wink and a nod.
It was a small room with probably less than fifty seats. We'd chosen this particular movie at this specific time knowing that the chances of anyone else attending were slim to none. We were right. The place was dead empty and - the moment we entered they dimmed the lights and started the commercials.
"Looks like it's just the two of us," Amber leaned over and whispered in my ear, her hand surreptitiously moving toward my crotch.
"So we are," I turned and kissed her passionately on the lips. I felt my cock stiffen under her long, slender fingers. I felt her grip my shaft and I reciprocated by placing my hands over her engorged, milk-filled breasts. That was when I realized that she wasn't wearing a bra and her tits were starting to leak all over the place.
"I remembered what you said," she kissed my earlobe and whispered in my ear, "about having a thing for lactating women and I just thought that maybe tonight can be the night..." She gave a loud kiss right over my ear and squeezed my cock for emphasis. "If you know what I mean."
I looked her in the eye and nearly had an orgasm right then and there. "You're the best, honey," I said as I played with her fat nipples through her milk-drenched top.
"I purposefully didn't express myself before we left. I thought you'd appreciate..." she lifted her shirt, "the fullness of my boobies." She laughed when she said the word - probably had a bit too much wine, but that was perfectly okay with me.
I watched in fascination as the wet shirt clung deliciously to her enlarged mammaries. She started lactating at about eight months, but wasn't ready to let me indulge myself. Perhaps she still felt guilty about it being for the baby and all - you know how women can be sometimes.
I'd been lusting after her engorged breasts ever since then. Not that there was anything wrong with them before, but there was just something about a full, lactating breast that sent me over the edge.
Once she had the baby, she did, however, let me watch while she nursed or expressed in the tub if she had too much milk. Sometimes, if she caught me staring at her soaked shirt, she'd playfully squirt milk at me. But now she was letting me actually partake of her delectable milk.
Once the shirt was rolled up, she pushed back a lock of her flaming red hair. God, she was beautiful. Having a child hadn't harmed her looks a bit. In fact, they enhanced them. At least in my admittedly biased opinion. I watched every day as all of her features filled out. Especially her breasts. Oh God, her breasts had swollen and she went from a fine piece of work to a Goddamn masterpiece.
"Ooh," she threw her head back in a moan as I massaged and caressed her overflowing, delectable breasts. Milk leaked onto my fingers, trying to escape their warm confines. Her fingers began dancing around my cock and it stiffened appreciably under her careful ministrations.
"You like that, baby?" She cooed in my ear. "You like feeling mommy's breasts?"
I looked up at her with awe on my face. Was she really getting into this or just acting for my benefit. With her free hand, she pulled my head to her large, jutting breast and bade me to suck.
"Would you like some din din?"
I didn't know whether to laugh or cry. This was something that I had always dreamed about doing with a woman. The only thing I could figure out was that she had done some research on the subject. My shaft swelled to epic proportions in her hand as my greedy mouth latched onto her milk-filled breasts.
She giggled and then moaned loudly as my eager mouth clamped onto her milky nipple. Her hand stopped momentarily as an orgasm shot through her.
One thing I had learned in my time with my sweet Amber is that she was as sensitive as the wind. Almost anything had the ability to set her off into orgasm land. In a typical make-out session it wasn't out of the ordinary for her to have upwards of fifteen orgasms. And these weren't your garden variety orgasms either; some of them were particularly powerful.
This was one of those.
I looked around to make sure no one was watching us and when I saw we were all alone, I greedily dug into her breast treasure. When her orgasm had subsided and her body quit spasming, she continued her gentle ministrations on my throbbing, steel-hard cock.
Whenever I was around her, I found that I, too, was sensitive. She could get me off in five minutes anytime, anywhere. And she did - often.
I sucked greedily on her engorged breasts, a little bit of milk spilling from my lips. She caressed my head and pulled me closer to her. I felt closer to her at that moment than I ever had.
I relaxed into a rhythm of suckling her while she stroked my hair and cock. If I could've stayed in that position forever, I would've. There was just something so comforting about the whole thing. It brought back memories of when I was younger.
"You really like this, don't you?" she whispered softly as she kissed the top of my head and gently guided me to her other breast. I could tell by the way they were engorged that they were aching for release. I was all too happy to give them that release.
I nodded, not wanting to let go of my new prize. Now that I had opened t
he floodgates of her breasts, they were leaking and squirting without any help from me. Her other breast squirted involuntarily as I gently placed my lips around her fat nipple.
She looked around suddenly as though she thought someone was watching us - which they probably were, but at that point I didn't care. "I didn't know this would make me so wet. Maybe we should get a motel or something."
I shook my head and let go of the squirting nipple long enough to request that she dip her finger in her squishy pussy and bring her scent to my nose. Maybe she could even rub it all ever her breast and nipple.
She shifted herself and opened her legs, all the while looking around furtively. I heard a sloshing, wet sucking sound from under her skirt and tried to picture how wet she was based on the sound. Really fucking wet, I'd guess.
"But what if someone's watching?" She lifted her cum-soaked, red-tipped finger to my nose. I knew she was wet, but the copious amount of grool that covered her index finger was staggering.
"Holy shit, you ain't kidding!" I gasped as I sniffed greedily, inhaling her strong, pungent aroma. My cock strained for release in my pants and I wanted to take her right then and there.
"Frank," she swatted me playfully, "I'm serious. What if they're watching us?"
I looked up at her, smiling, "they probably are. I'm sure they've seen worse. Just relax and go with it."
She did, closing her eyes and letting the pleasurable sensations overwhelm her body. I tasted her milk and then licked her finger. Something was different about her scent, but I couldn't quite place my finger on it. Her scent was extremely strong and I fantasized about sticking my big, fat cock deep into her and having my way with her.
Then it hit me. "You went to the doctor yesterday, right?"
She nodded, still in the clutches of a powerful orgasm. I could smell her sweet perfume as it permeated the theater.
