Milk Maid Lover
Introduction:
First chapter in Milk Maid Lover
Darla my wife and I was expecting our first child at any moment. The nervous energy between the two of us was almost palpable. I loaded her packed bags into the car and pulled around to the front of the house to shorten her walking distance. Throwing one bag in the back with a change of clothes for me, although I didn’t think it would be necessary, but Darla had insisted. I heard her scream and I almost drove straight through our prized winning rose garden to get back to her. She stood propped against the doorway as I hurried to her side, just as her water broke spilling onto the front steps.
I was in full panic mode at this point and I picked her up and carried her to the silver colored sedan. Adjusting the passenger’s seat so she could be somewhat comfortable I closed the door and ran to the other side. We sped off into the night ignoring all traffic laws as I called ahead to let our Dr. know we were on the way to the birthing center. I wasn’t thrilled about this center, but Darla loved it.
It was a simple and very welcoming place, but it seemed to discourage modern comforts. It didn’t have all the shiny new equipment the large hospitals have. It was designed to give birth in the most natural of ways. I was all for natural, but if something went wrong, I wanted the assurance they would be able to take care of it. They had no such assurances. But again, Darla loved its serene atmosphere. She was against taking any drugs and I was so proud of her.
I pulled to the front of the building and was met by two orderlies whom helped me get Darla out of the car and into a wheelchair. Another scream forced its way out of her pouty lips, and I knew it wouldn’t be long. Even in this tremendous pain my wife was stunning. Her golden hair spread out across her shoulders and her deep blue eyes intensified as she cried out. Pregnancy really agreed with her, she had a glow that would stop your heart.
Moments later we were led into the birthing chamber and the doctor came in. He checked Darla and informed us that our little bundle of joy would soon be making his appearance. Darla and I exchanged looks and I knew she was afraid, but she would never admit it. I held her soft hand as she pushed and scream without the aid of any drugs and I was in awe of her strength. She was truly a magnificent woman and I was convinced there was nothing in this world that she couldn’t accomplish. I was a very lucky man. We’ve only been married a year but due to our age, we both wanted to have a baby as soon as possible. With me 46 and she 38 we knew our window was slowing closing. When she told me, she was pregnant it was the happiest moment in my life. I’ve been ecstatic ever since!
I hadn’t realized I was daydreaming until I heard the tiny cry of my baby boy. I was so proud in that moment; my heart began to swell, and I found my eyes moist as I looked him over. He was perfect! She was perfect! Darla and I both rejoiced in his presence. A healthy beautiful baby-boy.
Soon they had him all cleaned up and we were able to spend some time with him. Darla attempted to nurse him several times that first day with no luck. She was against buying formula and wanted nothing but the best for our little Caden. I was just so overwhelmed, it all felt so surreal.
The latter part of the evening a nurse entered the room and suggested a surrogate to feed him until Darla’s milk came in. She was borderline rude insisting Caden was hungry and needed to eat. It felt like an ultimatum. But I knew she was right he was approaching 6 hours after birth and I was sure he was indeed very hungry.
I opted for a bottle of formula and Darla stopped me and requested the surrogate to feed my little guy. I wasn’t thrilled about this choice; I didn’t want some stranger bonding with my son in that way. I felt I had no other choice than to abide by her wishes as she had worked so hard to make sure everything was perfect for him. She assured me it would only be a couple of feedings and her milk would most likely come in. The nurse picked him p and carried him out of the room. Darla attached the double side breast pump and began pumping in an attempt to force the milk out.
The breast pumped hugged Darla full breasts and continued to pump sucking each nipple into the tube. She would pump for an hour straight and rest and resumed after another hour had passed. Her breast was red and beginning to bruise as she wouldn’t give up. This went on until she fell asleep exhausted. I felt completely helpless as I watched her sleep. She was trying so hard to get her milk to come in but so far not one drop had been forced out. I searched the breast pump for even the slightest bit of moisture and found none. I was glad she able to sleep, if nothing else than to give her drained body a little time to recover.
I took my exit as she slept silently to go see my boy before going to sleep myself in the over sized recliner next to the bed. I was expecting to find him nestle in a nursery bed fast asleep but instead I found him in the arms of the surrogate milk maid. She sat in a rocker chair and held him close to her large breast and he was really latched on although he appeared to be asleep. She attempted to remove him and eagerly resumed sucking for a second or two and drifted back off again.
She nodded to acknowledge me and stood to walk across the room to lay him down. This time he didn’t protest the missing breast being withdrawn from his mouth. I found myself staring in awe as her exposed breasts jiggled and dripped milk as she moved about.
I tried to turn away not wanting to embarrass her or myself, but the sight was all too overwhelming too consuming. She was a tall slim young black woman and her skin the color of milk chocolate. She made no attempt to cover herself as I stood in awe of her. I found myself becoming aroused and I felt shameful as I couldn’t pull my eyes off her swollen milk filled breast. They were magnificent. As far as natural breast goes these were the largest, I’ve ever seen. Yet, somehow they still appeared perky.
Her large black nipples seemed to stare back at me as I looked on. The large puffy nipples continued to drip milk as she spoke to me. She didn’t appear to be embarrassed at all. I tried to pay attention to her words, but I was fighting urge not to latch onto her and begin sucking the milk myself. I heard her say he has quite the appetite like his father I assume, and she giggled; the giggle only younger girls make. She knew I was aching inside seeing her leaking drop after drop of milk from both of her boobs.
I apologized for staring and she waved her hand and said it happens all the time, that she was quite used to it. I had no doubt that statement was true, as the sight was truly amazing. “Its not every day, you walk in and see this kind of leakage is it?” she asked while walking closer to me. I just stood there and shook my head. She was right though; I have never seen this before. Even the lactating videos I stumbled across didn’t have this much milk.
I’m a natural milker, she went on to say and I was lost as to not ever hearing the term before. My face must have given away my confusion. She walked over closer and put her slender hand on my shoulder. She said she’s had milk in her breast since she was 16, but she’s never been pregnant. “I just woke up one day and my nipples were leaking milk” she said. She went on to say she was confused, and afraid. She contacted her doctorand he called her in to evaluate her. “He called my condition some fancy name, but it just means by body makes lots of milk”. He suggested I volunteer here, and I did. I love it here, everyone here is dedicated to helping people. I’ve been here 2 years and I really enjoy helping people too she said.
I felt her hand slide down the length of my arm and she tugged gently on my hand. She led me to the rocker she just fed my son from and nodded for me to sit. My mind in a fog I sat and watched her walk back to the door and locked it. She replaced the already soaked towel underneath her breast with a dry one. It stayed in place as the weight of her breast held it tightly underneath each boob. She walked back over to me sitting and I attempted to stand up and she pushed back on my shoulder and sat in my lap.
“I like helping people” she said, as she manipulated her still exposed dripping breast to my now open mouth. She rubbed her wet nipple across my lips, and although I knew it was wrong, I couldn’t help myself. I latched on and began to suck as the fluid filled my mouth, I couldn’t stop myself. The need to feed from her felt primal and I indulged myself. Swallowing mouthful after mouthful of her honied flavored milk, I felt eager to get more and more. My senses were in overdrive.
She rubbed the top of my head pushing my hair from my face and allowed me as much as I wanted. I sucked hard and felt the rush of fluids into my mouth and I treasured it. “That’s enough, I heard her say in a soft voice, and she pulled her breast free from my wanting mouth. I pushed forward trying to reattach as she laughed. My tongue outstretched from my mouth wiggled and searched for her nipple. “Alright, just a little more, she said as she pushed back forward allowing me to latch back on. I practically growled as my lips made contact again.
Her head back on my shoulder giving me more room to get as much of her large nipples into my mouth as possible. I slid to the edge of the rocker and opened my knees which in turned spread her legs wide. The oversized dress she was wearing made a tent across her legs. She moaned quietly as I continued and soon her hands were pulling up the helm of the dress high above her knees and she ran her fingers down to her center. She wasn’t wearing panties and I was gifted with the seeing the thin patch of hair across her tantalizing little pussy.
Sucking harder now my right hand reached under her arm and began squeezing her right breast. I watched as the hot white liquid sprayed out coating her and my hand. The sight was so incredible I couldn’t believe any of this was happening. Her hand moved fast up and down on her exposed pussy teasing her clit as it extended above her labia. Her moaning increased as she did.
She turned to look at me and she reached further down. I soon heard the wet sounds of her fingering her pussy hard. My cock was rock solid underneath her and I grinded below her in a slow hard circular motion.
Removing her wet fingers from her soaked cunt she brought them to my face and without giving it a second thought I released her breast and licked them cleaned. “Naughty boy” she crooned, and then laughed. She lifted the heavy boob and replaced it back into my mouth and rubbing the puffy nipple over my lips until I latched.
My cock so hard I knew I was close to having an orgasm even though my cock was trapped in my clothing. Darla hadn’t been able to have sex in weeks and I was well overdue. I released both of her breasts and began unbuttoning my pants to slide them down to free my raging hard on.
She didn’t protest or make any attempt to stop me. She lifted herself up and turned around to face me as my cock sprang free. Straddling my legs, she stood over me. I slid back in the chair in awe as she lowered herself onto me. Her soaked pussy engulfed me, and she started to slowly ride my cock while staring deep into my eyes. I matched her gaze finding her tit again and began to suck more of the sweet milk as she fucked herself on me.
Her pussy was so tight it clutched at my cock each time she rose up. My shirt wet with spilled milk stuck to my chest as she continued to ride me. She put one finger to her lips to quiet me and she lifted further up and eased her feet under her and started to really pound her pussy upon me. The feeling was so exquisite my mouth open as my head hung back. I felt the warm spray of milk over my face and I came harder than I had ever in my life deep inside of this young beautiful stranger. Her tight pussy milked me dry as she was determined to get every drop of cum in her. She continued her assault on me and I felt her already tight pussy squeeze me harder. Her body began to shake as she was cumming hard on my cock. Her head thrown back she pressed hard on my shoulders and I felt a new wave of wetness exiting her center.
“Such a naughty boy, making me cum like that all over you” she said. I was lost in the absolute feel of her I just nodded in agreement. She asked, “Are you a naughty-boy” and I whispered, “yes ma’am I’m a very naughty boy”.
Drained we both collapsed into the chair. I didn’t know why but I felt the uncontrollable urge to hug her and I did. I squeezed her tender young body into me and uttered the words thank you. She kissed the side of my face and allowed me to hold her.
A light coming on from across the hall pulled the two of us from our embrace. Both looking towards the doorway knew we needed to right ourselves before being caught. I felt abandoned as she stood, and my now flaccid cock lay on my leg. Standing and adjusting her large chocolate breasts back into her sundress and fanned out the bottom portion. I couldn’t move as quickly as I attempted to stand but my weak legs wouldn’t work. I stared at my khakis gathered around my feet afraid to look back up at her. She grabbed a towel and handed it to me and told me to clean myself up. Grabbing the towel, I looked at the puddle in my lap of our mixed fluids coating every part of me and I smiled.
I wiped milk from my face and neck as she watched on. Now able to stand I watched the puddle in my lap drying as I tried to sponge it up into the towel and was reminded of the soaked shirt sticking to my chest. There was no way I was going to be able to explain my appearance. I know I should have been in a panic, but I just didn’t care at the moment. I just had the best fuck in my life, all while sucking the sweetest milk I’ve ever tasted from a young girl I have never met before in my life.
She asked if I had a change of clothing and I told her I did in my car, she told me she would get it and showed me the shower area. She was all too helpful as I stared in awe. She offered to help by going to get my bag as if she hadn’t just fucked the life from me in the same room as my sleeping infant son. I didn’t know what to say or how to behave but she seemed quite comfortable. It was all too much, and I couldn’t process it all.
“It’s ok” she said, as she reached for my keys from my pocket. I stood motionlessly as she slipped out of the door before saying” go shower silly”. I eased into the back of the large room and found the showers. I slowly undressed as my mind replayed the events. Standing underneath the hot stream of water I felt no guilt as I decided I needed that release and assured myself it would never happen again, and Darla would never know. It was fine, I continued to tell myself.
I heard the door open from the shower and hoped it was the girl with my clothes. I peered from behind the curtain and found the girl walking into the bath area. She began to undress, and I couldn’t find the words to stop her. Stepping into the shower with me I got my first glimpse at her fully naked body. She was amazing. Long brown legs that went straight into the V shaped delight of her tight little pussy. Her slim waistline ran up to meet her large breast. They were huge with puffy nipples that pointed upwards. Loose black coils of hair fell upon her slender neck as she stood in the stream of water.
She turned to me and instructed me to wash her, and I obeyed. I lathered my hands with soap and ran them all over her body in my attempt to clean her. My hands scooped her large full breast watching the soapy bubbles form and slide away. I tried to lick her right nipple as it seemed to call out to me, but she wouldn’t allow it. But I felt so needy I continued trying as she swatted my hand away.
Reaching her center, I added more lather to my hands and massaged around her folds eventually slipping my fingers in between to clean her. Her hot pussy slick with her own juices pushed outward toward me. I began rubbing hard on her clit trying to satisfy her. I looked up and saw she was watching intently and seemed pleased with me. Somehow her approval was more important to me than anything.
She lifted her leg upon the base of tub and looked up at me, “eat my pussy’’ she said, matter-of-factly. Hadn’t I just assured myself this was a one-time occurrence, yet I lowered to my knees in front of her and wrapped my lips around her whole pussy. I felt her hand on the back of my head pushing me closer and I couldn’t be happier. I licked and sucked her huge clit into my mouth as she gyrated her heat upon my face.
I felt wild as I forced more and more of my face into her wet center. The heat radiating from her was like a furnace and wanted nothing more than to be engulfed in her flames. Her clit grew in my mouth and I was surprised it was so big. I found myself licking and sucking alike. Her approval moans intensified as I kept up a steady pace.
She tasted like paradise and I wanted to get every drop of her juice in my mouth. She soon pushed my head away calling me greedy. As she spoke, I kept pushing towards her cunt wanting to get more of her juices and she laughed. “That’s enough” she said, and I signed. Not wanting to anger her I reluctantly relaxed back to my knees panting like a begging dog. Turning away from me she leaned over slightly and said but you can lick my asshole. Without giving it a second thought, I buried my head into her brown bubble shaped ass as she pulled it open for me.
I could hear myself slurping and licking loudly at her tight rosebud over the sound of the pulsating shower. She grabbed a handful of my hair and pushed me away. I wasn’t having that, and I pushed my face harder into her ass. Through laughter she said, “go ahead eat my ass, eat it good.” I licked her ass hole attempting to slip my tongue into her each time. I pushed my tongue into her asshole and the feel of it squeezing me felt incredible. I grabbed my cock and began stroking it up and down as I couldn’t get enough of her tasty little ass. “Eat my ass, eat it naughty-boy” she said over and over and I couldn’t help the sense of approval washing over me as she enjoyed my manipulations.
I watched as she slipped a finger into her pussy while I ate her ass from behind and I pushed further up and found her slick pussy with my tongue. She popped my head as a parent would do a disobedient child and I found myself saying “please please” as I continued trying to lick her, any part of her. “You’re a greedy old man aren’t you” she said while I continued trying. I didn’t mind begging the girl as that seems exactly what she wanted me to do. I felt her legs widen giving me more access and I latched on to her pussy sucking and licking. I buried my tongue deep inside her hole and she began riding my face. One hand on her ass holding myself up the other jacking my cock hard as I tongue fucked her pussy.
The flapping sound of my hand upon my cock intensified as I jacked harder while eating her pussy. She instructed me not to cum, and I had no choice but to obey her. She was in complete control of me and I wanted it no other way. I slowed my hand to try to ward off my impending release. I concentrated more on pleasing her and I was delighted in just the feel and taste of her.
I felt my release approaching and I felt like a crazed animal in heat. I begged to cum while eating her pussy. I spoke into her pussy not wanting to stop sucking on her. I repeated over and over please let me cum. She moaned loudly and her legs clamped down tightly around my face and I knew she was cumming. Practically drowning from the shower, I couldn’t stop, I couldn’t disappoint her. She grinded her pussy hard on my face and I couldn’t stop the cum from shooting hard from my shaft. “Fuck, I’m coming she said between clutched teeth. I sucked harder and she rewarded me with a mouthful of her delicious juices. I slurped every drop and loving the taste and feel of her while my own seed spewed out over my hand onto the shower floor.
On my knees I sat while she rinsed off and turned off the water. She stepped closer to me and I wrapped my arms around her legs resting my head on her thighs. She ran her fingers through my wet hair and said I needed to be punished for coming without permission. I kissed her leg and apologized. I nodded in agreeance and I wasn’t sure why. But I knew I wanted nothing more than to please her. She pulled away from my embrace and grabbed my chin with her hand lowering herself to place a small peck on my lips.
Watching her step out of the tub, I felt the need to wait for instructions before moving. This pleased her, a pat on my head followed by a good boy really made me happy. I stayed completely still watching her dry off and dress back in the oversized sundress. Stopping at the doorway she looked back and said get dressed and go back to your loving wife.
My wife I thought as she walked out of the tiny bath area. What have I done? My wife just gave birth to our son and here I was sucking the ass hole of a young black stranger that ordered me around like a schoolboy. Hearing the door close I stood up and stepped out of the shower. I stood in the mirror and looked at my reflection. I didn’t recognize the man staring back at me.
Everything was crashing down on me at once. I knew it was wrong, and that I had no excuse to have behaved in such a way, but I was unable to feel regret. My lusty behavior was more primitive more of a need than a want. The girl has unleashed something in me, and I had no desire to ignore it. I wanted nothing more than to feed this monster within me the sweet fluids that seeped from this delectable girl.
I closed my eyes and I could see it all replaying behind my eyelids. I felt no shame as I had begged for more of her. Felt no shame as I begged for my own release. I was already addicted to her and I couldn’t be happier. I only hoped for more of her because I knew it was no way I could be free of her pull on me.
I dressed thinking of the girl and I heard a slight whimper from the next room. Caden I thought aloud and finished buttoning my clothing and slipping back into the large nursery.
In my reverie I hadn’t heard anyone entering. There stood an elderly nurse changing Caden and the girl whom I can still smell her fluids upon my face and mustache. I stood quietly as the older nurse spoke. She told me Lanae had told her of me being in back taking a shower and she didn’t mean to interrupt. “Lanae” I thought just realizing I had no idea until now what her name was. Lanae spoke saying she had fixed a bottle of her breast milk so my wife and I could feed him without her being present. She went on to say the bonding process was very important.
Her tone gave no indication of our recent activities and I felt saddened. I wanted to thank her, hold her, I wanted her badly, but it was not possible at least at this time. I hoped there would be another time as I watched as she exited the room. The nurse continued to speak, and I tried hard to pay attention but all I wanted then was sleep as my body felt weak.
I re-entered the birthing room where I found my sleeping wife, none the wiser of my exploits. She looked so beautiful and so peaceful. I couldn’t believe I betrayed her trust in this manner and I knew she would never understand but something had been unleashed inside of me and I couldn’t let it go just yet. I hoped Darla’s milk wouldn’t come in just yet and maybe I could have another encounter with the girl.
Soon the door opened and in walked Lanae holding two full bottles on her tasty milk. She said the nurse would be in soon with the baby and once he was awoken, he would want to eat. “Thank you”, was all I could say as our eyes met. She went on to say there was more of her milk in the nursery if we needed it. She had managed to fill more than four bottles in less than twenty minutes, and I was truly amazed.
She waked over to the door preparing to exit as she looked over my sleeping wife’s form. Finding she was indeed asleep she grabbed a chunk of her ass cheeks and squeezed, this sent a tremor throughout my body and she slipped out of the room.
I knew that was signal that I would soon be licking her ass again soon. I couldn’t be happier! Darla soon began to come around. She opened her eyes and looked around the room finding me in the recliner next to her bed. She smiled and I smiled back. She had no idea as to my sexual exploits while she rested. There was no doubt that I loved my wife, but I wouldn’t be able to stop myself if given the opportunity to have any part of the girl. I felt a jolt in my cock as I thought of her. I was thankful she allowed me to taste her, grateful to eat her ass and being able to fuck her was incredible.
How could any man, turn any of that down? But my need for the girl didn’t interfere with my love for my wife as we both smiled as our son was brought in by the older nurse. My wife held Camden and I handed her a bottle of the pre-pumped formula. I explained where it came from and my wife seemed pleased as she began to feed our son. I watched him as he suckled the bottle and I absently thought of how good it tasted. Nothing but the best for my kid, and now for Daddy too.
Darla seemed to believe her milk would definitely come in today and she would be able to nurse him. I was hoping against it. I needed a legitimate reason to be in contact with the girl. But until then I would enjoy this time with my new little family.
