by Bessie Hucow
Donna nodded. "Oh honey, I'm sorry. I knew the temptation was wrong. But you were away and I was fertile..." she let her words trail off. Nothing else needed to be said.
I suddenly felt extremely uncomfortable and I squirmed in my seat. This was not something that I should've been privy to, but it was too late now.
"Don't worry, hon, I still love you," she said, kissing him tenderly on the lips. "That's why I brought you here."
He pulled away from her embrace. "You're breaking up with him?"
She shook her head, her long-flowing brown hair dancing over her face. "No, silly. I want to include you in our affair."
His thick brows furrowed. "You want a menage?"
"No," she quickly looked at me, "not exactly."
"What then?" He repositioned his cowboy hat. I could tell that he was as uncomfortable as I was. I was just as interested in her answer. I should've known by her dastardly smile.
"You're going to be my cuck." She explained. Again, he showed no emotion, but I could see that inside he was seething. "I want you to watch Johnny stick his big, fat cock deep inside my fertile womb and knock me up."
"What if I don't want to," he said, folding his arms across his chest.
"I'm not asking," she said and began to lift her shirt up, freeing her large, milky breasts. My God, I thought they were large when she was pregnant! Her ponderous flesh bounced up and down and milk flew from her enlarged nipples. I wanted so bad to reach out and caress her breasts. I wanted to stick her nipples in my mouth and suck until there was no milk left. Until she had to remind me to save some.
"Jeez, you guys really are all alike!" she laughed as she saw the look on both of our faces. "Don't worry, honey," she said as she leaned over and kissed her husband on the cheek, "this is exactly what you've fantasized about since we've been married."
Both of our eyes opened wide at that revelation. I couldn't hold back my shock any longer. "You've fantasized about another man fucking your wife?" I blurted out before thinking through my actions.
The look that he shot me could've melted steel. I instinctively moved back, tripped and fell flat on the ground. Donna hurriedly moved to my side and knelt down to see if I was okay. As she caressed my face, I reached out and stroked her large, ponderous breasts. At that point, with her hovering over me, I somehow felt safe and protected and the fact that her husband was watching didn't bother me in the slightest.
Answering my question, Donna said - loud enough for both of us to hear - "Rick has talked constantly about me fooling around with another guy, and even though that appealed to me in a basal way, it wasn't something that I was ready to embrace." She looked up at her husband and smiled. "But now I am. Be happy, I'm fulfilling your fondest wish. This has been your life-long dream. So, just get comfortable, sit back and watch your wife take a huge load from another man. Just like we've pretended all these years."
When she turned back to me, she was a completely different woman. The cougar that I had known was still there, but she was much more wild and untamed than I had ever seen before. She wasn't just fulfilling her husband's wishes, she was fulfilling mine - some that I hadn't even known existed.
Unceremoniously, she threw herself at me, her ponderous breasts pinning me to the ground. Her lips found mine and I don't know if she was putting on a show for her husband or if she'd been holding back all this time, but whatever it was she was now a wild woman. She pressed her mouth into mine gutturally as her fertile, milky body undulated against mine.
Instantly, my cock was hard and I was ready to go. God damn, I couldn't believe this. I spared a quick glance over to her husband and saw that he was indeed leaning back with his cock in his hand and his pants around his ankles. Holy fuck! He was actually watching us! Had he really always wanted another man to knock his beautiful, MILF wife up? This was a completely unexpected twist and I can't say that it was one that I wasn't in favor of.
I cupped her large, ponderous, hanging breasts in my hands and began kneading her milk-bags. She groaned and thrust her pelvis into my cock. Through our clothes, we dry-humped as I milked her, spraying jets of her hot, white liquid all over the grass.
"Take one in your mouth, Johnny!" she panted, still undulating her pussy against my steel-hard cock. I couldn't wait to shuck my shorts and fuck her proper - in front of her husband.
"How does it feel to see your wife man-handled by another man?" she asked as my mouth clamped down on her fertile, milk-filled nipple. I nearly choked on the liquid when I heard her say that. Wow, she was really taking this "cuck" thing as far as she could.
When Rick grunted in answer to her question, her pussy pushed down hard on my cock as she orgasmed against me. She came so hard that I actually felt wetness seep out of her panties and through my shorts. I could hear him fapping vigorously as he watched his wife mate with another man. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed that a man could get off on something like that.
In one swift move, Donna had moved off me, pulled my shorts down and exposed my turgid member to her bestial gaze. She was so hungry for my cock, that she pounced on it like a crazed beast and I cried out. Her scorching mouth descended upon my hapless cock as she took me all the way down her throat.
"Feels good, doesn't it?" Rick said as he stroked himself faster and faster.
"Fuck yeah!" I said as I looked up at him. In that moment our relationship changed forever. It was understood that neither of us were in charge of this hot little filly. She was leading us where she wanted to go.
It was the most awkward thing I'd ever encountered, but he got up, came over and high-fived me. "Knock that fertile bitch up!" he said and sat back down.
With his approval, I intended to do just that. Donna's long brown hair bobbed up and down as she furiously worked her mouth all over my cock. She licked my shaved balls, cupped them as she moved her tongue up and down my slick shaft and then descended back down upon my hungry cock.
Needing more than a blow job, I stood and tore off the rest of her clothes, leaving her gorgeous MILF body exposed for all to see. If anyone had come by at that moment, they would've gotten an eyeful of her matronly beauty. I was surprised when Rick began whistling and cat-calling her. I joined in and together we made her blush furiously and she began dancing seductively - just for us - and anyone who happened to walk by at that moment.
When she was finished, I moved toward her and embraced her, squeezing her body to mine and pressing my needy cock to her slick-up entrance. She laid backwards on the park bench, splaying her luscious legs apart for me. I enjoyed the scene for a moment and then dove in. Rick moved his hand toward her breast, but she swatted it away and scolded him playfully.
"Once I'm knocked up, then you can fill me with your cream. But not until then."
As I dove into her motherly hot-box, she cupped her breasts and began squirting her milk in my direction. I lifted my head and caught a few drops of her lactation dew on my tongue and then concentrated on her orgasm. I remembered back to my first time with her and how I didn't even know how to lick a woman down there and while I certainly wasn't an expert, I knew what she liked and what got her hotter than the sun.
"Oh my God!" she said, squeezing her legs together around my head as I licked and sucked her folds, my tongue just dancing around her clit. I knew it drove her wild when I did everything but suck on her little nubbin. I must've licked her for five minutes straight before she cried out that I'd better suck it or else!
Instead, I continued my teasing, circling around her sensitive lady part. Finally, she grabbed the back of my head and pressed me as close to it as I could get. Then she locked her legs around me so that I couldn't move.
"Suck it!" she cried out as her juices gushed around my face, trailed down her legs and pooled on the table under her. Slowly, deliberately waiting as long as I could, I caressed her clit with my tongue, causing her to fly over the edge and begin yelling. I hoped that no one called the cops on us or we'd have an interesting time
trying to explain our way out of this one.
I was so fucking hard from making her cum that I climbed up on the table and slid my cock deep inside her matronly pussy. I sighed in satisfaction as I felt my cock embed itself deep inside her. It had been a few months since we'd done anything because of the birth, but everything seemed to be in perfect working order now.
There was, however, one major difference: Her pussy was wider and more accommodating to my large cock. Oh, and there was one other difference: Her cervix was hanging low and stretched wide. Wide enough for my cock to plow through. Wow, I'd never been inside a woman's cervix before. Until now I didn't even know that it was possible. It was awesome; it felt as if a glove was being placed around my cock.
"Fuck me! Cum in my married womb!" Donna cried deliriously as her husband watched. Some part of me still thought that he was going to chase me off and kick my ass, but it felt so incredibly naughty to be shagging his wife while he could do nothing.
Then she turned to her husband. "This is what a real man feels like! I need to feel his potent seed deep inside me. Your puny, pathetic cock can never stretch me so fully as his. In fact, he's inside my cervix right now. You've never even been close to that."
Hearing her talk filthy to her husband turned both him and I on so much that we were both going to spew our loads soon. I concentrated on pushing in and out of her pussy, making sure each time that I dipped back into her swollen cervix. I wanted so bad to know what it felt like to squirt in there, pushing my cum directly into her fertile womb.
Rick grunted and stood up, moving his cock to her face where he was about to spew his load all over, when she pulled his hands away.
"That's not how the fantasy goes," she chastised him. I was stunned to watch his cock begin to deflate in front of her. "Bad cock! Now you wait until he knocks me up and then if he gives you permission you can cum on my face impotently."
God damn if that didn't send me over the edge. I leaned forward and took her milk-filled mammaries in my hands and began sucking and squeezing them, drinking her breast juice and feeling it slide down my throat. His cock bounced up and down next to her lips, but she paid it no attention as she was consumed by her own impending orgasm. I began hammering in her faster and faster until I couldn't hold it back any longer.
"Suck his cock off," I commanded her as I slammed myself all the way deep inside her fertile, unprotected cervix as my cock swelled inside her. "Drink it all and don't waste a drop."
She opened her mouth and he gratefully slid his dick inside her greedy lips as she obeyed me. Within two sucks, he was fully hard and I could see his shaft swelling. That's when I let loose my potent seed deep inside her pussy, instantly knocking her up with my second love-child. Her husband grunted as he unleashed his impotent seed in her mouth and down her throat. I smiled as I realized what a coup I had just undertaken. It was my seed that was important. I was the one who would impregnate her and there was nothing he could do to stop it.
Shot after shot of liquid fire erupted from the depths of my balls, spraying several months-worth of saved-up semen directly into her unprotected belly. I had no idea how much cum the two of us dumped in her belly, but it was substantial. I laid on top of her, panting and sweating as we let our bodies cool down. Rick smiled as he slipped his cock out of her mouth.
"Man, we're going to have to do this more often. Say, you ought to move in with us," he suggested.
"Where would I sleep?" I asked. I don't remember there being a second bedroom.
"Nah man, you'd have the marriage bed. After all, it your baby she's carrying. I'll find somewhere else."
Just as I was about to answer, we all turned our heads as we heard the crack of a twig behind us. Shit.
The Doctor's Hucow
Nikita Storm
It had been an awfully long time since I had been to the gym. Nearly a year, by my calculations. Until I had gotten pregnant, I had been very active in weightlifting, yoga and swimming. But, things happened, and my body underwent some massive changes and I just didn't feel like working out anymore.
That was going to change, however. Today.
I waited until my little one was asleep before leaving her with my husband. I figured that going to the gym at night would give me the privacy that I needed to get back into shape while I was still lactating.
It wasn't until I arrived at the gym, that I realized that I had forgotten to express myself before leaving. Well shit! I was bound and determined that I wasn't going to let something like that stand in my way. It had been far too long since I had worked out and I was feeling slothful and a little flabby. I was just going to have to be careful so that my over-I felt terribly foolish just being here. I looked around the medical office and was actually surprised to see that I was alone. Well, at least the wait shouldn't be long. I rifled through the same old boring women's mags that I'd seen at the last three places. They were okay the first time, but after a while all the girls start to look anorexic and even the vacation pictures seem fake and stagnant.
I was just about to bring out my cell phone and play a game or two on it when a tired, but cheery receptionist called my name.
"Sarah Parker?"
"That's me!" I stood and smiled, slipping my phone back into my bag.
"Come with me, please," she said, leading me to the scale as she carried my clipboard. I sighed as she wrote down my weight and ushered me into another cold, sterile room. I've seen enough of them to last me a lifetime. I had a brief vision of a doctor's office that - instead of cold and sterile - was bright and cheery with real furniture and children's paintings and bean bag chairs and...life.
"You're his last patient for today. If you'll just put this on, he'll be right with you." She smiled faintly and closed the door.
As soon as I heard it click, I disrobed and put the woefully short covering on. Not only didn't it fit, but because I was six-months pregnant, it didn't even go much past my boobs. What did it matter? Half the doctors in my town had now seen me naked. What's another one?
While I waited for the doctor, I contemplated my reason for visiting all the doctors in the city. My husband, John, has a fetish. He loves playing with and drinking breast milk. One of the reasons he wanted to knock me up was so that I would start lactating for him. Since I'd wanted a child anyway, getting pregnant wasn't a problem. If it helped satisfy his obsession with lactating women's breasts that was just an added bonus.
The problem was that he started getting impatient. He knew that women started lactating in the later stages of their pregnancy, but it wasn't really milk - it was colostrum. He wanted milk.
One day he was jerkin off to some lactation porn on some sleazy website when he came across a testimonial from some blonde who claimed that this miracle lactation drug (in three easy installments of $39.99) started her lactating the moment she ingested it.
Being the gullible fool that he is, he bought it and now expects me to take this unknown drug for his silly fetish. I don't mind sharing my milk with him - in fact I want him to drink all the milk he can - minus what the baby needs. But who knows what this drug really is. Could be what they say it is or turn out to be something harmful. The last thing I want to do is take something that'll hurt the baby - especially this far along.
So, I made him a deal. I'd shop it around to a few docs and if any of them were willing to advise me on the use of the drug, I'd take it. Under their supervision. He seemed deflated with that idea, but resigned and agreed.
None of the first three docs I'd tried knew anything about it and didn't want to have anything to do with it. Too risky, they said. One mentioned something about insurance not covering this type of thing. I asked if they knew of any doctors who might know anything about this pill. That's when one of them gave me the info for this place. It was a gyno office, but he was known to not be the most reputable doctor in the area.
It was also the last place I was going to try.
I'd undergone a lot of changes in the last six months. It'
d been a whirlwind of emotions and body changes. One of the best ones, however, had been my evolving breasts. My husband took a daily picture of my belly and breasts to measure the changes. He'd probably take hourly pics if I'd let him. I knew they'd find their way on-line. I didn't really care.
Thinking about these changes, I slowly began to caress my naked breasts. They started out so small and now were a very respectable size. The roundness and firmness had increased. Also their sensitivity. I gasped as I felt a small tremor in my pussy. I've been known to make myself orgasm just by touching my breasts. Since the pregnancy I've had to go topless or just the touch of fabric could set me off. Of course my husband doesn't mind this "problem." Men.
Caressing my breasts turned into me touching myself. You know how it is when you're naked. It's just so easy and tempting to stroke your naughty bits. Consequently I didn't hear the door open or the doctor stalk up behind me. Jeez, was he a ninja or something?
I have no idea how long he stood there watching from behind. All I know is that I completely zoned out and rode my sensitive, pregnant clit for all it was worth before having a massive orgasm. It wasn't until I came back down to earth that I realized where I was.
And that there was a man watching me. A very hot, good-looking man, to boot. When I caught him watching, he cleared his throat.
"Oh, yeah...now you announce your arrival," I said, half embarrassed as I covered myself up. Well, not much you can do with those dinky hospital gowns.
"You seemed like you were enjoying yourself." He smiled disarmingly. "I didn't want to interrupt you."
"Yeah, well..." I stuttered and stammered. Normally I was as cool as a cucumber, but this guy was hot. He was tall, blond hair, blue eyes, a smile that could melt a thousand women's hearts and barely perceptible chin stubble. He carried himself with the air of a doctor - someone who knows what they're doing and you'd better submit. I found myself getting wet just watching him.
