40-Pack Hucow/Milking MEGA-ULTRABUNDLE!

by Bessie Hucow

  "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 and 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 con
fines. 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 the 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.

  "What was the outcome?" I asked, pretty sure what was going on. If I was right, this was going to be one of the best nights of my life.

  "Well, he checked me out and said that I was ready to get back in the saddle."

  "Anything else?" I prodded.

  "No, not that I can think...oh wait," she opened her eyes and dipped her long, sexy finger back in her wet pussy. "I told him that I was ready to have another kid and asked if he had anything that would help me conceive."

  "And did he?"

  She nodded, a sly smile spreading across her beautiful face.

  "So, you're telling me you're ovulating right now?" I couldn't believe my luck. My God, this was getting better and better all the time

  "Not only am I ovulating, Frankie, but I want you to knock me up and squirt a baby in my womb." She pulled my pants down around my ankles and pressed her face to my cock.

  Her words seared through my brain like a drug and I could hardly believe this was happening. I grabbed hold of her fiery red hair and gently guided her mouth to my sensitive, blood-engorged cock-head.

  I closed my eyes and groaned as I felt her tight mouth slip over the head and engulf my shaft. She descended slowly and I had to fight the urge to push her down faster.

  Apparently, she'd been studying up on the words that she knew I loved. When I first took her, she was completely unaware that some men liked breeding women. But now she teased and tormented me constantly about knocking her up and squirting my sperm in her ovulating womb. She was such a tease.

  She may not have had sex with her ex, but she had learned how to suck cock like a goddess. I involuntarily humped her throat as she struggled to take my full mass. I felt her succulent lips and tongue dash and dart around my shaft and I felt the cum swelling up from my balls. If she kept this up, she was going to have to wait for her baby.

  "Do you want to knock me up?" She asked playfully as she pulled up and off my cock. "Do you want to cum in mommy's fertile cunt?"

  "Where'd you get a potty mouth like that?" I asked with a smile on my lips.

  "Isn't that what you want?" She pretend pouted in between cock slurpings.

  "Of course," I grunted.

  "Then bend mommy over and fuck her in the twat!" She demanded as she turned around and hiked her skirt.

  "Yes, ma'am!" I saluted. She was a fiery-tempered red-head who let no one walk over her. My cock throbbed and ached to feel her slick tunnel. I cried out as her hot, wet walls constricted around my cock as it pierced her cave entrance.

  "Put it in me, Frank, put a baby in my womb!" She pushed back against my turgid member, completely engulfing it in her hot-box.

  I didn't need to be told twice. I slammed into her tight pussy and began fucking her like my life depended upon it.

  That was when we noticed a movement at the corner of our vision. "Oh shit!" I exclaimed as I watched a tall, muscular black man wearing a reflective vest with the words "security" in big bold letters walk towards us.

  "Good day, sir!" I tried to keep a straight face as I fucked my wife doggy style, pounding her from behind like the slut she is.

  "Care to explain yourselves?" He came within a few feet and folded his thick arms across his chest. I could tell by the scowl on his face that he wasn't pleased.

  I tried to quickly think of something to say, but at that moment, my mind went blank. Amber, however, had no such problems.

  She looked the officer directly in the eyes, licked her lips and said: "You're more than welcome to join us." Then, to my astonishment, she began unbuckling his belt. I thought for sure the officer was going to swat her hands away, but he didn't, he just inched closer.

  I kept pounding her from behind as I watched the scene unfold in front of me. Was she mad? Fucking in a theate
r was bad enough, but bribing the officer with a blow-job was a whole 'nother kettle of fish.

  "What on earth are you doing?" I asked as she finally released his massive, black rod from its confines. Where the hell had he been hiding that? His dick was a fucking lethal weapon.

  "What does it look like, honey?" She giggled and I realized that she'd had a bit too much wine.

  I let the matter go as there was very little I could do about it at this point. Let her get him off and maybe he'd let us go with just a warning or something.

  "Oh, it's so big!" she cooed happily at his monstrous, thick cock. Even though it pained me, I had to admit that she was right. His tool was longer than mine by half. I had never felt inadequate before, but looking at how my slutty, ovulating wife was fawning all over his massive rod, made me feel small.

  I watched in fascination as she grasped his rod in her petite hands and began licking his meat stick. She kissed the tip of his cock and poised her lips over it. The second her scorching mouth suctioned over his cock-head, he threw back his head and groaned.

  "Ooh, baby, that's it," he grabbed her hair roughly and shoved her head down on his thick, black shaft. "Suck that black dick. Let it tickle your tonsils."

  My cock began to soften a bit as I felt the anger build impotently inside me. Who was he to treat her that way? That was my job.

  "You've got a hot little bitch here," he looked at me and smiled. "I might just have to borrow her every now and again."

  The way he called her bitch, caused my blood to boil. But I knew there was absolutely jack I could do about it. I gritted my teeth and tried to concentrate on my softening dick in her wet pussy.

  "This bitch..." she giggled and I was grateful that she was going to stand up for herself, "is ovulating right now." She waggled her butt and my impotent cock slid out.

  "Apparently, my husband is incapable of giving me what I really need." She slid her lips down upon his throbbing member and her hands all over his chest and stomach. He lifted his shirt so she could feel his raw power.