“Roni?”
Veronica snapped back to reality, her cheeks flushed pink. She smiled shyly and set her cup aside.
“Why don’t you go for a swim? I have to run Brady into town. He’s gonna spend some time with his grandparents. It’ll be just us girls until your dad gets back.”
Veronica wrapped a towel around her body and headed back toward the house, leaving the sun-spangled swimming pool for the shady lawn. She picked her way along the leaf-strewn path, mindful of her bare feet on the rough gravel. Quiet settled heavily over everything, broken only by the high, distant whine of airplanes flying overhead. There was no telling if Kim had returned from town, if Jane was awake.
The sliding door opened with a rumble and a squeak as she stepped inside. She blinked hard as her eyes adjusted to the dim interior. Somewhere down the hall she heard voices. She followed them into the sunken den where Kim sat curled up on the sofa watching TV, her back to the door.
“Hey,” said Veronica softly as she entered. Kim jumped in her seat, startled by Veronica’s sudden appearance.
“Oh my gosh, you scared me!”
Veronica smiled wickedly to herself as she stepped into the sunken room and turned to see Kim’s top open, her breasts bared in the afternoon sunlight streaming through the open window. Her heart leapt into her chest.
“I’m sorry,” she stammered, her eyes darting around the room. “I’ll go.”
“No, don’t be silly,” said Kim with a laugh. “Come sit down. I’m just pumping. It seems like whenever Brady is gone, my milk goes into overdrive.”
Veronica wanted to stay, desperately, but she couldn’t… could she? Kim watched her with big, blue eyes, urging her to sit down and keep her company. She felt the moisture from her towel and knew that her dad would have a fit if she sat on the sofa in a wet bathing suit.
“I need to change out of my suit really fast,” she replied, her voice tight in her throat.
“Okay, honey. Don’t be long, it gets boring being hooked up to the pump.”
Veronica dashed down the hall to the laundry room and pulled a cami and a pair of boy shorts out of the dryer. They felt so soft and fresh against her moist skin. She glanced at the empty hall and scooped her hand down between her legs, pressing against her sensitive sex and making herself shudder. She was so horny she could hardly stand it, but she’d have to wait to take care of it.
“Do you ever watch this show?” Kim asked Veronica as she came back in and flopped down on the couch. “It’s so trashy… I love it.”
Veronica settled in, uncomfortably conscious of Kim’s naked tits just inches away. She glanced sidelong at the older blonde, seeing the pale melon-sized mounds contrasted against her tanned body. Dark pink and puffy, her nipples jutted off with little beads of milk swelling at the tip. She licked her lips and glanced back at the TV, trying to maintain her composure.
“Is Jane up yet?”
“No, I peeked in and she’s still sleeping. How late were you up last night?”
Veronica shrugged. “I fell asleep around midnight, but I think Jane was up reading for a while.”
“Ouch!” hissed Kim. “Dammit!”
“What’s wrong?” Veronica took the opportunity to look over.
Her big, red nipple filled the suction cup, straining against the clear plastic. Veronica’s breath caught in her throat as the first gush of white cream filled the cup, obscuring her red, wet flesh for an instant before flowing into the plastic reservoir.
“Oh, nothing. This damned thing hurts!”
“I bet,” said Veronica in a low voice. Kim’s other nipples was hard now, too, its tip dripping with milk. “How often do you have to do that?”
“Two or three times a day. I swear, I thought weaning the baby would put an end to it. Boy, was I wrong.”
The pump whirred and slurped, drawing out voluptuous waves of thick, rich cream that splattered in the reservoir. Veronica felt warmth spreading through her as she watched the pump fill up, as she saw the pink flush spreading over Kim’s big, milky tits. She squirmed in her seat, squeezing her thighs together rhythmically in time with the pump’s incessant sucking.
“But doesn’t it feel kinda good?” whispered Veronica. Kim’s eyes flicked up and met hers for an instant before returning to the pump. She palmed her other breast, lifting its incredible heft in her slender hands. Veronica imagined just how hot and silky it must feel, how heavy with cream.
“Yeah… kind of. It feels good to be empty, but the pump is really the worst job for it. What it really needs is something soft and warm, like a mouth.”
A jolt went through Veronica, shooting from her pussy up her spine. Her tits tingled deep inside and she remembered Jane between her legs on the side of the road, her sweet, hot mouth tugging greedily at her nipples. Heat prickled her scalp as Kim’s eyes lifted and met hers, pinning her in place. She felt faint. Unfocused. Kim squeezed her breast gently, showing Veronica just how soft and pillowy the flesh was beneath her fingers.
“That makes sense,” whispered Veronica, breaking the silence. Her head swam… she could hardly string words together. “What—what do you do with the milk?”
Kim shrugged and pulled the suction cup free. It made a smacking sound as it disconnected from her nipple, leaving it all long and red and hard. Milk dribbled down the deep, half-moon declivity beneath her breast and onto her flat tummy. She moved the suction cup to the other breast, making the skin taut between her V-ed fingers as it latched on and started to pull. She made a throaty little moan and shifted in her seat, her legs falling open as the first spurts of milk came out.
“Some I save for the baby, but mostly I just toss it out. It’s a shame. I mean, it tastes good and it must be good for you, right?”
“It tastes good…” Veronica echoed her words, letting them wash over her.
“Yeah,” laughed Kim as she rested her head against the back of the couch. Her body was unfolding, opening up in the noonday heat. Flushed and pretty, she smiled easily as Veronica, her scent hanging in the air between them like perfume. Her finger swirled around the tip of her nipple, picking up a smear of milk and holding it out toward Veronica. “Want to taste it?”
Veronica’s eyes went wide. Her heart pounded in her ears as she stared at the creamy white smear on Kim’s fingertip, then at the bare swell of her tits all dripping with cream. All she wanted in the world was to taste it, to savor her sweet flavor, but not off her finger—she wanted it directly from the source.
Slowly, she leaned in and took her finger in her mouth. It dragged slowly along her tongue, depositing her milky gift. It tasted subtle and sweet, with an indefinable flavor that made her swoon. Kim pulled her finger free, softly tracing Veronica’s pouty bottom lip.
“You have a gorgeous mouth, Roni. It’s so pouty.” Kim’s voice was warm velvet. Veronica shuddered and her eyes fluttered shut for a minute, savoring the heat and spark between them. “Did you like it?”
Years of fantasies about her, about feeling and tasting her, were coming true—but it was wrong. So wrong. I have a girlfriend… this woman is my stepmother, she thought in frustration. I can’t… I can’t…
“Yes. So sweet,” she replied. The heat in her pussy was overwhelming. She held her legs together, trying to obscure the wet spot forming between her legs. Her eyes slid brazenly over Kim’s tits, her gaze hungry for them.
Kim shifted and palmed them again, squeezing them so a fat drop of milk formed at the tip. Veronica couldn’t help herself; she leaned in, her eyes never leaving Kim’s eyes, and opened her mouth, catching the drop as it fell. Kim giggled.
“You’ll never empty me out like that. One drop at a time,” she whispered.
Veronica trembled at her words. It’s happening… finally. Her tongue darted out, licking her lips as she leaned in again. Kim’s eyes melted into her, urging her on. Veronica dragged her bottom lip up the underside of Kim’s nipple before closing her mouth over the stiff l
ittle peak and giving a long suck. A burst of cream flooded her mouth, coating her tongue with its richness. Kim gasped and gave a little murmur as she plunged her hand into Veronica’s hair.
“Mmm, Roni. That’s it, baby, drink it all down. Oh god, it feels so good,” she hissed as Veronica latched on, sucking and slurping the cream until it dribbled down her chin.
Her hand cupped Kim’s massive tits, squeezing and toying with them as she filled her mouth with her flesh and milk. Every nerve in her body lit on fire as she straddled the older blonde, feeling her curvy body pressing against her inflamed pussy. She gathered up her tits and pressed them together, pulling off the pump and tossing it aside.
Kim pulled her close and pressed her face to her breast, stroking her hair as the younger girl suckled her greedily. Bliss flooded Veronica and she closed her eyes, immersing herself in the feel of the woman’s body and her sweet taste. A hand slipped beneath Veronica’s body, cupping and stroking her oh-so-sensitive pussy through the moist fabric of her shorts.
“You’re so wet, baby,” whispered Kim with a wicked purr. “Your little pussy is drenched. Let me feel it. Go on, take those off.”
Veronica pulled free from her tit and stood up, easing the flimsy little shorts over her lush hips. Kim slipped her hand inside her yoga pants and stroking herself as she eye’d Veronica’s swollen, red pussy.
“Isn’t it pretty?” came a voice behind her. Hands slipped around her and down between her legs, parting the slick and swollen lips. Veronica startled as Jane’s arms closed around her, holding her in place. “You were right about Kim, Roni. She’s hot. She and I had a long talk last night after you went to sleep.”
“Yes we did,” said Kim with a growl as she scooted to the edge of the couch. Her lips were so close that Veronica could feel the warmth of her breath against her pussy.
Jane pulled her pussy lips apart even further to reveal the stiff pink pearl poking out. “Look how hot you get her, Kim. I bet she wants you to suck her little clit like she did your big, hard nipples. Don’t you, Roni?”
Veronica swooned. Even knowing about Jane’s adventurousness couldn’t prepare her for what was happening. She nodded and pressed her hips forward, offering up her clit to the blonde kneeling at her feet. Kim’s flushed red lips closed over her slit, giving a long, luxurious suck that wrung a guttural moan from her. Her knees buckled, but Jane held her up, whispering in her ear and pinching her nipples, forcing her pussy harder against Kim’s hungry mouth.
“Ooooh, fuck!” she squealed as Kim’s tongue fluttered over the little bud, making it sizzle and sing. “Mmmm, that’s good. That’s so good!”
Kim smiled as her fingers slid inside, waking up the nerves buried deep within her pussy. She sucked and sucked, swallowing down Veronica’s honey as her fingers slid in and out, exciting her nerves. Everything inside her felt full—overripe—like she was going to burst and spill her sweet, hot juices everywhere.
“You taste just like I imagined,” she said, her smiling lips all wet with Veronica’s essence. Veronica felt a frustrated pang as Kim pulled free and settled back on the couch. She wriggled out of her shorts and spread her legs, showing her neatly clipped pussy. It was all flushed and red and glistening. “Come back, baby. Finish drinking me and I’ll make you cum, okay? Be a good little girl.”
Veronica collapsed against her, her mouth seeking out Kim’s and kissing her deeply, tasting her own pussy on her tongue. Jane came too, nuzzling Kim’s neck and palming her big, hefty tits.
“God, your tits are magnificent,” she moaned as she squeezed them. A pang of jealousy shot through Veronica hearing Jane say that, but it faded almost immediately. Her dream was coming true. “May I?”
Jane squeezed Kim’s breast, making her nipple swell and stand out. Milk erupted out in a fine spray, beading on her dark hair. Veronica watched as the red peak disappeared inside Jane’s mouth. The brunette gave a tortured moan as she started suckling and a stream of thick cream escaped the corner of her mouth, dribbling down her chin as she gulped it hungrily.
“Mmm, good girl,” groaned Kim. She held out her hand to Veronica, pulling her down between her legs and kissing her. Kim’s hand slid down Veronica’s body, wedging between her legs and stroking her little pussy. “Drink my milk, baby.”
Veronica leaned over to Jane and nuzzled her. The brunette pulled free and kissed her, passing Kim’s thick cream into her mouth. They lowered together, licking and sucking and kissing against Kim’s nipple until the older woman was moaning and rocking her hips. Their tongue fluttered against her nipple together, their soft lips warring over who got to suck. Jane filled her mouth with it and started to nurse with little mewling sounds while Veronica scooted over, taking her other nipple in her mouth. Both girls were draining the older woman, running their hands over her body and stroking her pussy as they nursed her. Veronica felt a gush between her legs, the moisture slicking her inner thighs.
“C’mere, honey,” said Kim as she pulled Veronica up into her lap. She straddled her, pressing her mound to Kim’s, feeling the slick heat between them as their pussies kissed. She was so close to cumming she could hardly contain herself, but she held back, savoring the sensations and the utter unreality of the situation. “That’s it. That’s a good girl.”
Jane slipped her hands between them, working their clits as Veronica gulped down Kim’s cream. The feel of her fingers slipping and sliding in their combined juices made Veronica moan long and low. Her hips flicked against Jane’s hand, priming her clit as milk flooded her tongue and dripped down her chin, landing with hot, wet splats all over her tits and tummy.
“Oh, fuck, that feels so good, Jane,” she moaned as the knot of pleasure in her belly tightened. “Keep going… just like that.”
Kim tweaked her nipples, making sharp pangs of pleasure shoot down her spine. The older woman stroked her hair, her breath coming in hard pants as Jane milked her clit with the same voraciousness that Veronica milked her tits. A chorus of moans filled the den, along with the slurping of Roni’s mouth and the wet sound of their pussies rubbing against Jane’s skilled fingers.
“Mmm, baby girl, I love that,” moaned Kim. “I want you to cum for me, will you do that?”
Veronica gripped the older blonde’s tits as Jane slid her head between them, burying her face in Veronica’s sweet, wet pussy. Veronica cried out as her tongue fluted around her clit and she started to suck, drawing out torrent of sticky girl cum.
“Make her cum, Jane,” commanded Kim as Veronica started to quiver and shake in her lap. “That’s it, baby. That’s it…”
“Oh—Oh!” Veronica felt the first foreshock rock her, making her tense and tremble. She bore down, grinding her pussy against Jane’s face, riding the wave of pleasure from her tongue. Kim slipped her hand down and worked her own clit, touching it just right and making herself moan with lust.
“Cum for me, little girl,” said the older woman in a husky voice. “Suck my tits with that hot little mouth! Make me cum!”
Veronica gripped her tits around the root, squeezing milk into her mouth and spurting it all over her jiggling, naked body as she rode Jane’s mouth. Beneath her, Kim started to pant and moan, to hiss a string of encouragements as her nipple hardened against Veronica’s tongue, as her body started to tense and bead with sweat.
“Ohhhh, fuck!” bellowed Kim as she came. Milk erupted from her tits like a cock spurting cum. It coated Veronica’s fevered body, sliding down and flooding Jane’s mouth where she slurped Roni’s pussy. “Mmmm!”
Seeing the older woman’s body all contorted in pleasure sent her to the edge. Veronica smothered her face against the older woman’s teats as the pool of heat between her legs shot up, as the upwelling of pleasure flooded every nerve in her body. Jane cried out between her legs, her eyes clenching shut as she came with Veronica’s pussy in her mouth, but Veronica hardly saw it—blackness and bright spangles filled her vision, the taste and smell of milk overriding her
other senses. Wave after delicious wave of pleasure rocked her body, robbing her of her voice. She curled and bucked and tensed as each buffet of her orgasm shot through her body.
“Oh—Kim—Jane! Fuuuck!” she managed to cry out as her body went stiff and shuddered. Her pussy clenched and fluttered like the beat of wings, her clit pulsing against Jane’s plush tongue. Veronica rode the cresting wave then fell away, collapsing in a sweaty heap on the sofa beside the two other women, her body soaked in milk. Jane prowled up onto the couch like a panther, pulling Veronica onto Kim’s lap.
Veronica felt like a raw nerve, a live wire; even the silky soft skin of the other two women made her prickle with oversensitivity. Slowly, her body regained stasis, her nerves coming to rest as soothing warmth filled her. Kim stroked her hair and Jane’s silky haunch, her eyes closed as the last little droplets of milk escaped her.
MILF Cream: Feeding The Guy Next Door Page 6
