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Fantasies of a Milk Slut Chapter Nineteen
6/3/2006 11:38 pm Last Read: |
When I wake in the early morning, you are already awake. You help me from the bed and lead me to the dining room. Kaylee is waiting there for us. You instruct her to lie on the table. When she has done so, you tell me to bend over so my boobs are hanging in her face. You tell her eat up. While she feeds away you take the opportunity of my position bent over the table to brand my ass with your favorite paddle. As youre imprinting the word SLUT into my ass, Kaylee is struggling to nurse from my teats. To keep my nipple in her mouth, she is digging her teeth into my areola. When she has finished you place manacles on her wrists. You climb on top of the table and then command Kaylee to mount you. As youre fucking Kaylee, you pull my nozzle (your new favorite word for my nipple) down into your mouth. As you have your breakfast and are pounding Kaylee with your cock, you begin slapping my other teat. You switch breasts and tell Kaylee to kneel between your legs. You want Kaylee to service your enormous erection with her mouth while you finish your breakfast. You return to slapping my teat, but now because you had just been sucking on my boob, your saliva makes the pain of the slapping more intense. When youve emptied the milk from that knocker, you blow your load in Kaylees throat. You tell me to go feed Anna while Kaylee takes a shower and you lay our clothes out for our little outing. By the time Ive finished breastfeeding Anna, youve changed your mind as to what youd like to do today. You had planned to take Kaylee and I to see Dr. Rockhard, but youve decided that you and I need some time alone today. You tell me to go shower and get dressed while you get Anna ready. You send Anna and Kaylee off for a day at the park. When Ive showered, I enter our bedroom to find youve laid out a very revealing outfit for me to wear that day. Youve chosen a black leather mini skirt, a bright red thong, a see-through tight white shirt, a black peek-a-boo bra that leaves my nipples revealed, and of course high heels. I walk into the kitchen to find you checking the movies section of the newspaper. You nod your approval at my outfit and tell me to get my coat. Its a warm spring day so I consider protesting wearing my coat but decide I probably shouldnt. When Ive retrieved my coat we head to the car. We reach the local cinema and park the car. After youve paid for our tickets we head into the theater. We find seats near the middle of the theater. You tell me to sit in the loveseat and you sit in the seat next to me. You tell me to put my coat and purse on the side of the loveseat next to me. You slide your hand between my knees to inform me that you want my legs spread. Several other people file into the theater and take their seats before the show starts. You leave quickly to get some popcorn. A few minutes later you whisper this popcorn is really salty today, I need something to drink. I have a feeling I know why youre telling me that youre thirsty but in hopes that Im wrong I reply ok hun, why dont you go get something to drink. This angers you and you harshly respond pop that nozzle out of your damn shirt and give me a fucking drink bitch. I lift my shirt to expose my nipps to you; my face reddens at my exposure. I hope the other people in the theater are paying more attention to the movie than to the show were putting on. You take a mouthful of milk quickly and return to eating your popcorn. You command me to leave my shirt up so youll have access to my jugs anytime you need them. Forty-five minutes later my nipples are rock hard from being exposed to the air-conditioned theater. When youve finished your popcorn you put the armrest between our seats up and slap my thigh. Move over you bark. I move over to the other side of the loveseat and you lay your head in my lap. You suck forcefully at my nipple; youre extremely thirsty from the over-salted popcorn. You empty both of my teats within a record time. We watch more of the movie, by this time Ive completely forgotten the plot of the film. You harshly slap the inner side of my thighs before sliding your hand between my legs. You apparently dont know whats going on with the plot of the movie either, so to amuse yourself you decide to play with my pussy. You begin by teasing my outer pussy lips before spreading them to stroke my clit. You rub my clit fiercely. I try to stifle my moans as to not draw any more attention to myself. You kneel on the floor and spread my legs wider. As Im sitting there spread-eagle in the seat, you drop your head between my legs and lick my pussy out. As the credits of the movie begin to roll, I can barely contain myself and loudly climax as you suck my clit and finger my cunt. You stand up and move into the aisle. As the other people are leaving the theater you tell each of them, look at that slut there. She just had an orgasm at the movie theater. Im sitting there with a sticky mess between my wide-open legs. My pussy and tits are fully exposed to everyone who walks past. I feel so dirty and want to crawl under the seat to escape the stares and giggles. When at last everyone else has left the theater, you pull both of my nipples to bring me to standing position. I collect my coat and purse and we exit the cinema. Since we went to an early-afternoon movie, its only around dinner time when the movie finished. You decide we should go out to eat. We drive to one of our favorite restaurants. You ask the hostess for a booth in the back corner of the restaurant. After the scene you caused in the movie theater, Im surprised you didnt ask for a table in the middle of the restaurant. When weve been seated you tell me to open my purse. Youve left a surprise for me in there. I pull out a series of tubes and two breast pumping shields. You stand behind me and demand that I lift my shirt. When I have obeyed your command you attach the breast pump shields to my boobs. You vacuum suction the shields to my titties and secure the tubes to them before returning to your seat. When seated, you suck quickly a few times at the end of the tube and milk begins to flow from my boobies. The milk doesnt flow all the way to your mouth, youve fashioned the contraption so that the milk will stay suctioned in the tubes until you care to drink it. After you have sucked on the tube a few more times, I begin to notice that with each suck my knockers were suctioned more tightly into the breast shields. After half an hour it felt as if my breasts were going to explode, you had sucked many times on the tube but had yet to actually drink anything. It was a quite busy night at the restaurant so the service was rather slow. When a waiter finally got around to coming to our table, he tried very hard to look only at you. Any look in my direction may cause him to stare, drool, and have an erection. What can I get you two to eat tonight? He asked. Ill be having the chicken parmesan you responded. And the milk slut will be having the fettuccini alfredo. Very well sir. Anything I can get either of you to drink? The waiter asks. You take a mouthful of breast milk from the tubes to show him what youll be drinking tonight. I have plenty to drink, but the cow would like a glass of milk you say as you put your foot between my legs. I moan loudly as your big toe teases my clit. My moan almost causes the waiter to lose it right there in front of us. He quickly collects our menus and rushes off, blushing. Half an hour later, our food is ready. Youre sipping slowly at the breast milk-filled tubes. Have you ever tasted breast milk? you nonchalantly ask the waiter. Not since I was an infant. The waiter says, looking quite uncomfortable. The idea hasnt ever intrigued you as a grown man? Havent you ever been turned on by the sweet nectar flowing from a lactating womans bosoms? you ask. I send you a quick glance to subtly tell you to stop interrogating the poor waiter. To be honest, it has been somewhat of a turn-on to me, although Ive never been presented with the opportunity. He says. Well today may be your lucky day you tell him. When its time for desert, come back to the table and Ill let you suckle my wifes breast. He nods his head, grins and walks away. When dinner is over the waiter returns just as he had promised. You stand behind me and un-latch one of my boobs. You offer it to him and he holds it in his hand. He looks at it for a minute, amazed at its size and excited by the chance to suckle it. He licks his lips and bends down to my nipple. He suckles lightly at my breast and pulls away when a light spray of milk hits his tongue. Come on, try again. Take a nice big gulp. This slut loves being sucked, she loves to serve, she loves being a cow. You tell him. He leans down again and sucks again on my nip. This time he fills his mouth with my milk and then continues sucking for several minutes. When hes finished he thanks you for the opportunity and clears our dishes. You order dessert for yourself before re-attaching the breast shield to my teat. You suck air in through the tube several times to re-suction my boob. When your dessert comes, I look confusedly at you. Your desert is waiting for you under the table. Now that I have milked you, its your turn to milk me. For dessert you will be having cock and cream. I crawl under the table and unzip your pants. Your bulge emerges from your boxers and I begin to fuck my face with your erection. I suck wildly at your cock, massage your testicles with one hand and rub your shaft with my other hand all in the hopes of being allowed to taste your hot cum. When youve finished dessert and paid the waiter, you help me out from under the table. Im disappointed that you didnt reach orgasm. You lead me to the car by the breast shield tubes as a punishment, my chest exposed to all the other restaurant patrons. We drive home and I feed Anna her evening meal. After Anna is in bed, we all sit down in the living room. You announce that youve decided to put in place a chain of commands. Kaylee and I would both still be serving you, but Kaylee would now also have control over me. I would be at the bottom of the chain and be only allowed to serve, not to command. |
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6/4/2006 6:31 am |
Agent 99~ I'm glad you enjoyed it. ~Amy
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6/7/2006 7:39 pm |
keep up the writing,,,,very good
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6/7/2006 8:16 pm |
thank you very much... glad you enjoyed. ~Amy84
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