40-Pack Hucow/Milking MEGA-ULTRABUNDLE!

by Bessie Hucow

  She patted the seat beside her and with a wan smile, said, "it's okay – the truth will set you free."

  "What are you talking about?" I said, looking back into the mirror. "I don't care what that mirror shows, you're not ugly."

  She began crying then and leaned her face into my shoulder. "If only I could believe that," she said.

  I felt extremely uncomfortable as she kept insisting that she was an ugly duckling when she was a beautiful swan. I wasn't sure what to do to comfort her, so I just wrapped my large, powerful arms around her and pulled her to me, letting her cry it out.

  "You're such a strong, powerful man," she said through her sniffles, "if only you were attracted to me..." She let the words trail from her lips as her hands began exploring my muscular, chiseled body.

  Was there no way that I could convince this woman of her beauty? "Perhaps the spell was not cast on you, but on the mirror – or your mind." I really couldn't think of anything else to tell her. That was the rub, perhaps she really was ugly and the spell was making me see her as attractive. But that didn't make any sense. It had to be the other way around.

  She lifted her head up and thought about that for a moment as she continued to explore my chest and arms. I realized then that she had probably never been with a man and that I would have been her first except for the fact that she couldn't allow herself to fall in love because she thought she was so ugly.

  "Wait!" I shouted, jumping up off the couch.

  "What?" She fretted, startled by my actions.

  I looked at her and pointed to her breasts, "didn't you say that only a man that was attracted to you would be able to relieve the milk from your breasts?"

  She nodded, sighing, "a man who is attracted to me or a baby." She folded her arms across her chest, pushing her milk filled breasts up, "unfortunately neither of those are present."

  "That's just it," I continued shouting, although I don't know why.

  "What? I don't get it," she looked up at me with a faint glimmer of hope in her eyes.

  "Your breasts," I said, pointing at them, my finger accidentally touching one.

  "Yeah, what about them? You probably find them ugly too," she lamented.

  I got down on my knees and looked her straight in the eyes, "if I can suckle the milk from your breasts, will you believe me that I am attracted to you?" I couldn't believe I was offering this. This was insane! I had never suckled a woman in my entire life – at least not while she was lactating. Just the thought of it, caused my cock to get rock hard. I looked at her breasts in a new light and saw that they were trembling and shivering with the heaviness of her milk. Small little droplets of her lactation milk clung sexily to her engorged nipples. I got a lump in my throat as I thought that she might actually deny my request, but it turned out that I didn't have to worry.

  She stared at me with her ice-blue eyes, trying to discern if I was genuine or not. I can't say that I blame her, because if I thought that I was as ugly as a bat, I probably wouldn't believe anyone who told me otherwise. But something inside of me told me that I needed her. I didn't realize it at first, but I needed her like I had needed no other.

  "Well," she stammered shyly, "I guess it couldn't hurt."

  I could see that she was on the verge of tears. This must really be tearing her up inside, I thought as I moved closer to her soft, delicate body. I was close enough that I could inhale her delicious aroma. I looked down and I could see that her pussy juices were flowing. That made my cock strain even more.

  I leaned forward and slowly caressed her aching breasts. The thrill I got from touching her was greater than any thrill I had ever encountered. There was something magical about her and I desired her; I needed her; and if I had my way, I would have her.

  She moaned as my strong, dominant hands brushed against her sore, engorged, milk-filled breasts. I reminded myself that this was probably her first time ever feeling a man's touch.

  First, I caressed one breast and then I switched to the other. I could already see several drops of milk straining to break free from their confines. As I began to knead her soft, pillowy breasts, I saw that her breathing quickened.

  "Just relax," I said as I brought my lips closer to her fat, milky tits. "You're going to experience pleasures and sensations that have been denied you." My hands brushed against her silky face as I stroked her cheek and hair. She leaned back against the couch and spread her legs open so that I could get closer to her. I was very tempted to make a detour down to her woman cave, but I wanted to prove to her first that I was her Prince Charming.

  She arched her back and clenched her pussy as my lips made contact with her swollen nipple. Her whole body shook as though an earthquake were storming through her. I realized that she was probably having her first orgasm and smiled as I began to taste her sweet nectar. I looked over at her other breast, and I saw that milk was squirting unbidden from it.

  "Oh my God," she cried out as waves of pleasure coursed through her. "I've never felt anything like this before," she said through clenched teeth. When she realized that her milk was actually flowing, her eyes went wide and she stood and gave me the biggest hug that I have ever had. She squeezed me so tight that I thought that she was going to knock the breath from me.

  "You did it!" She kissed me passionately on the lips as she wrapped her arms around me. "You really do love me!" Tears and milk flowed freely from her, intermingling on her stomach as she realized that the spell was only in her mind.

  "Do you mean to tell me that I've been a hot little vixen all this time and the only thing that's held me back from finding true love was because I thought I was ugly?" She asked incredulously as she pulled back from me, holding me at arms length as she looked into my eyes.

  I nodded as a large smile crept over my face. This was like a dream come true for both of us, I thought as I looked into her genuinely happy, sparkly eyes. I wanted nothing more than to ravage this beauty and show her what she had been missing. But I had to remind myself that she was new at this love-making game and that I was going to have to teach her how to play.

  "So," she looked at me suddenly, her eyes full of mischief, "what do we do next?"

  I took her hand into mine and kissed it softly, working my way up her arm to her neck and finally her ear, "this is where you repay the Prince for saving you."

  She grinned as she looked my body over. "You don't much look like a prince, but you are very hot. So where do I start?"

  My cock strained against its confines as her milk dribbled all over our bodies. "Well, first, you can release my cock from my shorts."

  "Ooh," she cooed as she knelt down before my massive dick. "I've never seen one of these before."

  My cock twitched and strained and felt as if it was going to bust if she didn't pull down my shorts now.

  With the touch that only a virgin can provide, she slipped her fingers in the waistband of my shorts and slowly, tentatively pulled them down. Her attention was rapt on my cock and I could feel her eyes boring a hole into it. She gasped and put her hand over her mouth, as my cock sprung forth from its material confines. Finally, it was free!

  "Wow!" She looked up at me with both fear and curiosity in her eyes. "I didn't know they were this big!" She looked back down at my cock and cautiously touched it with her delicate fingers.

  The feeling of having this stunningly hot, red-haired virgin woman staring at and touching my phallus was almost too much to bear. My need for her was immense. But because of her delicate condition, I wanted to make sure that her first time was absolutely perfect.

  My cock bobbed up and down as she softly stroked it with her red-painted fingernails. I had never before felt such exquisite feelings on my cock. Sure, I'd had plenty of women, but there was just something about a virgin's touch that couldn't be reproduced.

  "Look at all these veins," she whispered as she traced their outline on my dick.

  "Why don't you squirt some milk on it and play with it," I suggested. I don't know what ove
rcame me, but I suddenly wanted to see her taste her own milk.

  She brought her large, engorged breasts down to the tip of my cock and began squirting, letting the hot, sensual milk trail down my shaft. I really thought that I was going to lose it then.

  "I can't believe I'm doing this," she smiled as she began licking off the milk from my cock. "Here I thought that I would forever be alone and, by a twist of fate, you show up into my life."

  All I could do was nod my head as she kissed my cock up and down. She licked every drop of milk off my dick and then reapplied more. This was sensational! Soon, she grew bold and lightly parted her gorgeous lips and attempted to take my large man-meat in her mouth. When she had a little bit of trouble, she squirted a whole bunch of milk on it and was able to get her tiny lips over the head.

  She looked up at me then with a quizzical expression on her face, no doubt wondering if what she was doing was pleasing me. "Keep doing that. Move your tongue around. Try to get it as far down your throat as you can," I instructed her, groaning.

  She did as I told her – or at least tried to – and my cock swelled immensely within her mouth. I had never been so hard and horny in all of my life. She was never able to get past the halfway point of my shaft, but that was okay – that was more than okay.

  I lifted her up and wrapped my strong arms around her, feeling her lithe body underneath me. I still couldn't believe the treasure that I had stumbled upon.

  "You were wonderful," I peppered her face with kisses, planting a big one on her lips.

  Her eyes twinkled as a smile brightened up her face, "good, I thought I might not be doing it right."

  I kissed her neck and face, pressing my hard, monstrous cock against her, "baby, everything you do is right."

  She broke down again and I kissed away her tears. "How did I deserve someone so special like you?"

  How could I answer that? I just shrugged and instructed her to lie back and open her legs. I was going to show her what she had been missing all these years. I softly stroked her feet and legs, feeling their silky smoothness under my hands. I left hot, wet kiss trails all the way up her leg and stopped at her sopping wet cave entrance. Inhaling the rich woman aroma, I began exploring her folds around her pussy.

  "Oh God!" She grabbed hold of my head for support. "I thought your lips on my breasts felt good," she moaned softly and pushed her pelvis higher in the air to meet my greedy lips.

  "You ain't felt nothing yet, lady," I said as I moved my face closer. I could feel the radiant heat emanating from her pussy. Small drops of juice clung to her inner thigh, betraying her arousal. I tasted her sweet nectar and found that it was both delicious and alluring. I didn't know much about women's cycles, but I had a feeling from her scent that she was ovulating. That just made me want her even more.

  "Do it!" She cried out as my tongue danced around her clit. "Touch it, lick it," she commanded as she pressed my face into her sopping wet pussy.

  I teased her some more, getting a thrill out of her excitement. But holy crap, I had never seen a woman cum so long and so hard at the mere touch of a tongue to her sensitive clit. Her scream was so loud, that I thought that she was going to shatter the windows.

  Moments later, after she had come down, she was delirious with lust. "I never thought I would say this to anyone in my life," she pulled me to her and licked off her own juices, "but take me. I need you inside of me. I need you to give me a baby."

  That pretty much confirmed what I had been thinking; she was, indeed, ovulating. How could a man possibly refuse a proposition like that? She jumped up off the couch and quickly led me to her bedroom, which was almost as large as the living room. I was completely in awe and almost had a heart attack as I saw that her whole bedroom was made out of glass. It was as if the ocean was pressing in on us.

  "How do you do that?" I asked as I followed her to the luxurious, queen-size bed.

  She shrugged, "magic, how else?"

  I don't know what I expected to hear, but that sounded plausible enough to me.

  "Just like your cock is going to feel inside of me," she whispered dreamily in a husky voice.

  Her eyes fixated on my hard, throbbing, needy cock as I climbed upon the soft mattress. She began squeezing and playing with her breasts, squirting her milk all over both of us. I tickled her and we both laughed as I greedily drank her mother's milk.

  My cock ached with need as it pressed against her belly while I suckled and slurped her milky breasts. It seemed that no matter how much I drank, there was always more. I wondered if it would always be like that. Would she be a never-ending fountain of breast-milk from which I could drink? That thought nearly sent me over the edge and I knew that I was going to have to get my cock into her pussy fast or I was going to spoil the moment.

  But first, I brought a mouth-full of her sexy milk up to her lips and encouraged her to drink it. Holy hell that was hot! She gently took the milk from my mouth and let it slide down the back of her throat. I grabbed some more and dribbled it all over her lips and face as she tried to catch it playfully.

  With her lips full of her own mother's milk, I pressed my throbbing, turgid cock into her inflamed, swollen pussy and kissed her. She was so drenched with her own juices, that the head of my cock slid in her slick velvety folds with ease. She moaned loudly into my mouth as we both tasted her lactation milk. Her eyes went wide with wonder as she felt a man inside of her for the first time.

  "Oh God," she exclaimed. "How am I ever going to fit you all the way inside of me?"

  I held my body close to her, feeling her squirting breasts against my chest as I kissed her and smiled. "Just leave that part to me, " I said. "The most important thing you can do is relax."

  I stroked her face and hair, marveling at her long, silky-smooth, fiery-red locks. I held just the head of my cock inside of her, waiting for her tight muscles to relax around my throbbing shaft. I couldn't believe how slick she was. When I pulled my cock out, it was glistening from her ovulating juices.

  I eased my throbbing cock into her trembling pussy, being very careful as I kissed her lips and wiped her tears away.

  "I never thought I would see this day," she cried as she hugged me to her.

  She lifted her legs up and wrapped them around me for easier access. Soon enough, she was relaxed and my cock-head bumped up against her hymen and I knew it was going to cause her some pain when I pushed through.

  "Are you ready?" I asked, as I stroked her face with my strong, yet gentle hands.

  She nodded as she pulled me in deeper with her legs. "I want this so bad, I can taste it. Just make it fast, please."

  I did as she said and pulled my steel-hard cock out a bit and then quickly slammed it through her virgin pussy. She cried out and gripped the sheets, but after a few moments, she started to get into the rhythm of my pumping cock. I knew I wasn't going to be able to hold out much longer, but I wanted our first time to last.

  Once I was through her hymen, it was like she became a different woman. Instead of the soft, shy lady that I had been fucking all this time, she turned into an animal. She began digging her fingernails into my back and began yelling filthy things that she wanted me to do to her.

  "Fuck me!" She demanded as my cock splashed in and out of her writhing pussy. She squirted milk in my face and told me what a bad boy I was for her stealing her virginity. I had an interesting thought and picked up the bedside mirror and held it in her face.

  "Oh my God, I'm not ugly!" She began bawling on my shoulder as I rhythmically pumped in and out of her fertile pussy.

  I assumed rightly that losing her virginity caused the spell to break. This was almost like a fairytale that I was living. If this was a dream, it was one of the most complex, intense dreams that I had ever encountered. But I was starting to think that this was far too real to be anything but reality.

  "Now I see why you said I was beautiful," she sniffled as I kissed her tears from her eyes. "I've made my decision, I want you to impregnate me
with a child. That's the highest honor I can give you for what you have done for me today."

  I did feel honored, and I didn't mind impregnating her with a baby and just the thought of my cum inside this beautiful creature sent me over the edge. She must have felt that I was close as she pulled me all the way inside of her and tightly held on as her orgasming pussy pulsed and quivered around my aching cock.

  I couldn't hold out any longer as I wrapped my muscular arms around her whole body. My cock began violently twitching and squirting inside of her as streams of white-hot cum filled her ovulating, fertile belly. With every squirt, I knew I was knocking her up - and it was so hot that I squirted inside of her for a good minute.

  Her orgasm had barreled through her at the same time and she was delirious with pleasure. We lay together for several minutes before I rolled off of her and told her that I really had to get back to work or they were gonna start looking for me.

  "But what of us?" She asked as she rubbed her now-pregnant belly.

  "Don't worry," I kissed her leaking breasts and suckled the milk out of them, "I just work a few hundred yards away and can come see you everyday. Why don't we both sleep on this and tomorrow I'll come by and we can discuss our future together."

  "I love you," she said as she hugged me close to her and whispered in my ear. "I'll never forget what you did today."

  I walked away with a smile on my face, mermaid cum on my cock and milk all over my body. But I didn't care.

  Hucow The PREGNANT Moo Cow

  Nikita Storm

  Apparently, word spreads fast in our little town. Of course, I should have known that already. After all, I have been responsible for many of those gossip sessions. Some of which, I'm sure, set the operator's ears on fire.

  So, it shouldn't have come as a surprise to me that other men in the town would soon become interested in what we were doing. After a couple of months, we were able to sell the cows and offer "natural" milk straight from the source. Our wallets grew as fat as my nipples.