Willing to pay handsomely for availability on short notice…
How much could that be? $100? $200?
Chapter 4
Ten minutes later I was pulling up in front of 51 Kilborne Street. There were a handful of cars in the driveway so I parked in front of the big house. I surveyed the house before walking to the door. It was a nice neighborhood – and certainly nicer than the house that Mark and I lived in. I could feel my full breasts pushing against my bra and I knew that I needed to relieve them soon. I got over my inhibitions and got out of the car and walked to the door.
I got to the step and rang the doorbell. I stood waiting for Chris to answer and was surprised when a younger guy in his late twenties answered the door.
“Um, Hi” I said a bit awkwardly. “My name is Susan, I’m looking for Chris?”
“Yeah, that’s me” he said. “Come on in.”
I hesitated with a confused look on my face but accepted his hospitality rather than risk being rude and stepped into the corridor of his big house.
“I’m sorry” I said. “I assumed I was emailing with your wife when you reached out to me about my wet-nurse services.”
“Right” he said as he took me by the elbow and led me to the corner of the entranceway. “Here’s the thing – I don’t have a wife, and this probably isn’t your conventional lactation gig. There’s actually three of us here and we’re having a little bachelor party. We were just all talking and we thought it would be kind of cool to see a woman, you know, milk herself.”
I felt my jaw drop as I listened to him. Never had it ever occurred to me that I would be going to a place where there weren’t even any woman or babies present. Never did I realize that a group of guys would get horny and turned on by watching a woman milk her own tits.
“Go fuck yourself” I said as I spun and started towards the door.
“I’ll give you a thousand dollars” he said before I got my hand on the doorknob.
I turned and looked at him and he already had the money fanned out and he was smiling at me.
“A thousand dollars?” I asked him. “For milking my own tits?”
Math had always been my worst subject in school. I still used my phone every time I needed to calculate a tip at a restaurant. But at that moment I started crunching the numbers about what we could do with a thousand dollars and I ran every scenario in less than a second.
I knew Julie would be nursing her own baby now, and I knew it would be only a matter of time before that gravy train ended. I would need to start trolling again on the breastfeeding forum for new clients. John hadn’t had any bites on the job applications he had out and his prospects looked dim.
A thousand dollars would go a long way.
I knew John would freak if I were to call him and ask him. For once in my life I was going to make a decision without him. It sounded like I could get out of there in under an hour – all they wanted was to see me milk my own tits.
“Just the three of you guys, right? No cameras or nothing, right?” I asked him.
He peeled off five one hundred dollar bills and waved them at me.
“Just the three of us” he said. “Half now, half after – just so I know you won’t get weird on us and bolt with the entire wad.”
Chapter 5
I tucked the five hundred dollars into my jeans and follow Chris through the doorway into the big house. He led me through the dining room, the kitchen and then into the den. There were two guys sitting there drinking beer and watching a basketball game. When Chris had said “bachelor party” I had expected the worst but these guys looked like they were hanging out on Sunday afternoon.
“Hey guys” Chris said, “This is Susan. She’s agreed to give us a little, um, demonstration.”
I felt two sets of eyes on me immediately as the two guys turned to look at me and the basketball game suddenly became the least interesting thing in the room.
“This is our groom Susan” Chris said, pointing to one of the guys on the couch. “His name is Ray.”
Ray stood up and came over to shake my hand. He was a black guy and was dressed like he was ready to go into his job working as an accountant somewhere. He was a good looking guy and when he smiled at me he was instantly a really good looking guy.
“Hey Susan, nice to meet you” Ray said as he put out his hand.
I nervously reached out and shook his black hand. There was still a tiny part of me that was second guessing this decision I was making, but the wad of bills in my pocket and Ray’s handsome face were making it a little easier to justify.
“Nice to meet you” I managed to get back at him.
The other guy stood up eager to introduce himself.
“Hi Susan, I’m Steve” he said as he put out his hand.
He was as good looking as the other two and I was starting to think this was going to be a lot easier than I had hoped. I reached out and shook his warm hand.
“Ray’s wife is actually already a couple of weeks pregnant” Steve said. “We were just explaining to him all the stuff he has to look forward to. I’ve got two kids myself and my wife nursed them both. We were trying to explain it to Ray but wanted to get a live, you know, demonstration to give him and idea of what he’s in for.”
“Ok, sure” I said as I started to take off my jacket.
Chris took my jacket and Steve ushered me over to a spot center stage on the couch. My hands started to go to the buttons on my shirt as I felt three sets of eyes glued to me. As I undid each button I could feel the tension in the room rising, and I felt my own nipples starting to respond. I knew that I was already past due for them to be nursing, and the minute my bra came off they would likely be able to see milk.
I got my shirt unbuttoned and I opened it up. I was wearing a nursing bra and I reached up and unfastened one side. My breast became partially exposed and I could feel the air on my wet nipple as the three of them sat watching. I reached up and touched the nipple ever so delicately and could immediately feel a droplet of milk on the tips of my fingers.
“Man your tits are gorgeous” Ray said and I felt myself blushing.
“We just can’t see them” Chris said as he stepped over and reached for my shirt.
I felt him grabbing my shirt and a moment later he was lifting it from my body.
“That’s better” Steve said. “Can you unhook the other side?”
I reached up and unfastened the flap from my other swollen breast. A second later it was exposed and I felt the nipple in the cool air of the house. Just watching these three guys looking at my tits was starting to get to me. I could feel both exposed nipples throbbing as they watched me.
Steve went into the kitchen and returned with a glass.
“Go ahead” he said as he reached out and handed it to me. “Go ahead and express a little out Susan. We were trying to explain it to Ray, what it looks like when the milk starts to come out.”
I nodded and raised my fingers to my heavy right tit. Between the staring of the three guys and the fullness of my milk I knew it wouldn’t take much. My nipples were aching and as I touched them I moaned in spite of myself. I started to stroke them and pull and was immediately rewarded with a thin stream of warm milk.
“Ooh” Ray said as he stepped in closer. “Holy shit you guys were right, look at that!”
I pulled a couple of streams out while they watched and I realized my panties were starting to get moist. I thought about how I had been fucking my husband not even two hours ago and had been denied my own orgasm. Here I was milking myself in front of three strange guys and I could see cocks starting to get hard. And then Steve stepped behind me and did what I knew had been coming.
“Susan, we need to get this bra off of you, I can’t see a thing” he said, and a second later I felt his hands at my back as my heavy tits swung free.
Chapter 6
“Holy shit, look at those things!” Ray said as Steve slipped the bra from my shoulders.
“They’re fuckin
g beautiful” Chris said, and I could plainly see the bulge forming in his pants.
I still had my fingers on my right nipple but I had stopped stroking it into the glass in my other hand. My pussy had been getting wet from the attention I was giving my own nipples but I was starting to get turned on just by watching these guys staring at my body. I hadn’t realized how sexy my big, full tits were until I had three guys drooling over them.
“I need to touch one” Ray said and I watched as his black hand reached out to me.
It was my chance to stop him. I could have put my foot down and said no touching. But my pussy was aching and my nipples were on fire. It looked like he was reaching out to me in slow motion and when his hand landed on my breast it felt warm and wonderful. He started to stroke my left breast and I let out a moan.
“Yeah, I think she likes it” Steve said.
I watched out of the corner of my eye as Chris took another hundred dollar bill and tucked it into the pocket of my jeans. I thought momentarily about how many nights I would need to drive out to nurse other women’s babies for that money and I immediately forgot about it as Ray started massaging me more intently. I watched his black fingers working my breast and circling my distended nipple. He teased it lightly before squeezing and a long stream of milk started to flow.
He only watched it for a second before bending down and locking his mouth on my tit. He circled my bloated breast with both hands and I could feel him sucking. I knew my milk was probably gushing and his hands felt so good. I leaned my head back and moaned as he continued to nurse from me.
“Fuck, you were right man, she’s hot” Chris said.
“Look at those tits, just gorgeous” Steve added.
I was listening to them talk about my body and my pussy was getting wetter by the minute. I felt Ray tuck his hands between my legs and my body jumped. He then just eased his palm right into my crotch and applied a gentle pressure right against my pussy.
Oh god!
I started to squirm against his pressing hand but didn’t have very much room to move. I was squarely in the center of the couch and he had his mouth locked onto my nipple sucking. I stopped squirming and stayed still in an effort to relieve the rubbing between my legs, but as soon as my hips stopped moving he increased the pressure of his palm right against my pussy. I felt a bolt of excitement run through me as I heard myself gasp.
Ray lifted his head from my tit and smiled at me.
“Are you ok honey?” he asked me and already knew that I wasn’t.
“Uh huh” I answered him as I tried to steady my breathing.
“You seem uncomfortable” Ray said. “I think we need to get these things off of you.”
Chapter 7
I felt his hands at the buttons of my jeans and I was not going to stop him. My pussy was on fire and I needed it to be touched. It was a mistake to leave the house without having an orgasm, and right now an orgasm was the only thing I wanted. I felt the button snap and the zipper go down and all I wanted after that was a hand on my pussy.
“Stand her up” Chris said. “Let’s get those jeans off.”
“Let me suck on her tits Ray, you’ve had your turn” Steve said.
I listened to them talk about my body and wanted them to take it. My left tit was still bursting and I knew it needed relief. If one of them didn’t start sucking on it soon I would need to start expressing it myself. But that was a secondary concern.
I needed someone to touch my pussy!
Ray got up from the couch and lifted me to my feet. I watched Chris take another hundred dollar bill from his pocket and tuck it into my pants. I was less interested in the money now than I was in them getting my pants off. I watched Chris give a tug and felt my pants dropping to the floor.
“Fuck, look at her ass!” Steve said. “You’ve got a banging body Susan.”
I relished the compliment as Chris pushed my back onto the couch. I watched Steve as he locked his eyes on my left tit and moved towards me. He couldn’t latch onto it quick enough – I could feel the fullness straining against my nipple and I knew he was going to be rewarded with a full stream of milk. I watched him as he opened up his mouth and latched on.
I took his head in my hands as I watched his jaws work and felt him slowly sucking the milk out of me. His sucking on my bloated nipple caused the throbbing in my pussy to ease up a bit as I put my head back and closed my eyes. I then felt fingers tracing their way across the elastic waistband of my panties.
I looked up through my lust blurred eyes to see Chris running his hand over my panty covered snatch. I knew I should have been stopping him – but his fingers felt so good. He was rubbing me gently over the wet fabric of my panties and when I opened my mouth the only thing to come out was a moan.
“Shhh, that’s it, just relax Susan” Chris said as I felt his fingers slipping underneath my waistband.
I could feel how wet my pussy was as his fingers slipped into my folds and he started to tease me. He was touching the same wet pussy that my husband had just been fucking two hours before and it still needed relief. I started to writhe underneath his exploring fingers and was only held in place from Steve’s sucking mouth. I was starting to twist so much that I almost didn’t see Ray as he started to undress.
I tried to pretend it wasn’t happening at first and I concentrated on Chris’s fingers as my pussy started humping them. But Ray already had his pants down and a moment later was naked from the waist down. He had a cock between his legs that was twice the size of my husband’s. It was big and black and the moment I saw it I knew I wanted it inside of me.
“Let the groom in boys” Ray said and all at once they were moving.
Steve’s mouth was off of me before I realized it and Chris was pulling me to my feet. Ray sat on the couch where I had been just a second earlier as I felt my wet panties being pulled down behind me. They then spun my body so I was facing Ray and his giant, rock-hard cock.
“That’s it baby, just get right over it” he said, as Chris and Steve guided me onto the couch.
I had a knee on either side of him and was poised directly above his huge, throbbing cock. I felt his blunt tip as I wiggled my hips to prepare myself.
“Yeah, that’s it” he said as he pulled on my hips and I felt myself sink down.
I felt his huge cock spread me open as it slowly impaled me. I felt it knocking the wind out of me as it touched parts of my pussy that had never been touched before. I needed to steady myself on his legs to keep from going too fast, and I slowly eased myself down.
“Oh my God!” I said to no one in particular, as I felt my stretched pussy bump against the knot of his big cock.
“That’s a girl” Ray said as he grabbed my swollen tits.
He started to tug on my nipples and was rewarded with a last few drops of milk. I started to bob up and down on his cock and I felt the edge on an orgasm approaching. I knew it would be the first orgasm in ages that didn’t come from my own strumming fingers.
“Holy shit, holy shit” I cried as I bobbed up and down.
I could feel every vein on his glorious black cock as I fucked him. I felt him tug one last time on my nipple before feeling hands on my ass and it hit me. The last thing I remembered seeing were little white droplets landing on his chest as I shrieked from my own orgasm.
Chapter 8
I pulled back into our driveway at 9:00pm. I was exhausted and my pussy and tits were both sore but satisfied. I had more money in my pocket than we had in our bank account, and I had convinced myself to not say a word to John about what had happened.
I smelled myself on last time before getting out of the car. I doused myself with perfume once more for good measure. I had been the second time I had sprayed myself, the first being when I left Chris’s house. I was sure I smelled like semen and sweat and sex and I needed to cover my tracks.
I knew it was best as I walked to our door. Whether what I did was right or wrong wasn’t something I felt like discussing. I h
ad enough money to feed us for a month – maybe two if we rationed wisely. If I had to I would spread the money out and tell him it was from nursing some new family.
I came in the house went right to the kitchen. My throat was parched from the sex and my body was thirsty. I grabbed a soda from the refrigerator and was half way through drinking it when I felt John’s arms wrapping around me from behind.
“Hey, you’re late, I was starting to worry” he said.
“Yeah, Julie needed help with a few things” I lied, “But she paid me a little extra.”
“That’s great!” he said as he hugged me and kissed my neck. “Wow, you smell good. The little one is asleep, let’s go into the bedroom and finish where we left off.”
The Accidental Escort
Sylvia Redmond
Chapter 1
Donna Matthews was watching the roulette wheel spinning. This was what it came down to – this was her last spin. She watched the ball land on the black 10 and with that she was officially screwed.
Donna had been fighting for her life for the past couple of months. Actually, to be fair, she had been fighting for her life for the last ten years. The first seven of it was with her asshole ex-husband Nick. She had made the mistake of marrying the bad boy who had knocked her up and paid dearly for it for the seven years they were married.
Everything had started as a storybook romance – at least the type in the cheap dime store romance stories. He was the long haired, tattooed singer in a band who could have had any girl he wanted. Donna was the girl that every guy wanted. She had the long blond hair and big tits that wet dreams were made of. With her body and good looks she could have had any guy she wanted – she was dating a periodontist when she went into the club and saw Nick playing for the first time.
She was pregnant a month after meeting him and it became a foregone conclusion that they would become man and wife. She had borne him two children in those seven years that were the best things that ever came out of her hell of a marriage. She learned quickly why you don’t marry a bad boy – infidelity, drugs, spousal abuse, you name it. He was the classic type A asshole and it took putting a wedding vow on him to find that out for sure.
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