7 comments/ 177440 views/ 29 favorites Being Jack's Milk Cow By: Suzanne James At 6 am, before the alarm goes off, I awaken slowly and sensually, aware of Jack's large hand stroking and pulling my nipple. We were sleeping "spooned" together, and I could feel Jack's large, very hard erection pressing against my ass while he teased my nipple. I arch my back, giving him better access to my breasts, and he responds by fingering both my nipples at the same time. I'm beginning to leak milk, and so I roll onto my back. My heavy, milk-swollen breasts are ready for their morning milking, and Jack complies by latching onto the closer one, licking and suckling. My milk lets down immediately, and I can feel it flooding into Jack's eager mouth. I stretch like a cat, savoring the exquisite sensations, and I know the morning is starting just the way I like it. Jack moves to my other breast, licking up the milk that is flowing unchecked. For a half hour, he alternates between my breasts, suckling gently but firmly. I'm not completely drained of milk yet, but it's a good start. He pulls me on top of him, impaling me on his big cock. My pussy is dripping with juice, and I moan with pleasure as he penetrates me. As I maneuver one tit into his mouth, I begin to rhythmically squeeze his tool with my pussy, in time with his sucking. We move together, and soon he begins to push harder, deeper into me, ready to shoot his morning load into my hungry pussy. His mouth on my tits and his throbbing cock push me over the edge, and we climax together. I keep him inside me as long as possible; when I finally slide off him, Jack's cock is still semi-erect, and his mouth is still latched onto a breast. Snuggling and stroking each other, we fall back into a half-sleep until the alarm goes off at 7:00. We delay getting up for a while, basking in the afterglow that remains. My breasts, emptied of milk, are still tingling in the state of arousal that is almost permanent these days. As Jack kisses me, disentangles himself from our embrace and begins to arise to meet the day, I massage my tits, tweaking my hard nipples. With a little moan, I arise too and move off to the shower. Jack puts on his shorts and goes off to make breakfast while I luxuriate under the warm water, enjoying the sensation on my oh-so-sensitive breasts and plump belly. I love being Jack's little milk cow. Emerging from the shower, I wrap myself in the fluffy, warm towel from the heated rack. Once dry, I apply lotion to my belly and breasts, using long, slow strokes, savoring my roundness. Moving back into the bedroom, I see that Jack has laid out what he wants me to wear today. I don't have to comply, but I always do. As our relationship has deepened, I have become increasingly submissive to Jack's wishes. I know he always has my best interests at heart, and I love feeling the control he exerts over even the little things, like what I wear. I'm working at home today, and Jack has picked out a soft cotton knit maternity dress. The bodice holds my breasts tightly enough that I don't have to wear a bra, and the empire waist and full skirt accentuates my rounded belly. I slip it on, gauging how much room is left for me to expand as my belly swells with Diane's babies. We're meeting with Diane and Steve on Saturday--tomorrow--and I am sure they'll agree to letting me be their surrogate. I admire my reflection in the large mirror; in this dress I could definitely pass as several months pregnant. My tits have continued to blossom as my milk production has increased; at 42DDD, I'm larger than I had imagined I could be at the beginning of our milking adventure. I've also gained 35 pounds since I met Jack, and my belly and ass have grown, much to Jack's liking. My weight gain has stopped since my milk came in; as a matter of fact, Jack has to continue to feed me large fattening portions just to keep my weight stable. I'm giving about a quart of milk daily, spread over 5 or 6 milkings, and the amount of calories used in that production is enormous. Losing weight in order to become pregnant should be no problem with my milk output at this level. Jack has breakfast ready when I emerge from the bedroom. I show off the new dress, and he shows his admiration by putting his arms around me and stroking my belly with both hands. "You feel as good as you look," he smiles, moving one hand around to cup my ass. I feel my nipples stiffen at his touch, and press against him, enjoying his erection. "You make me feel amazing," I reply, enjoying the caress of his strong hands. Jack makes sure I eat enough to keep my weight up: three delicious eggs scrambled with sour cream, rich muffins and bacon. And fruit: fresh mango this morning. I feel full about halfway through, but Jack encourages me to finish the plate he's prepared me while he massages my full belly. Jack's day is busy; he's off to a remote site for his IT consulting today. Some days, when he's working from his regular office, he can linger, but today he needs leave earlier. I walk him to the door, admiring his tall, strong body in his black jeans and t-shirt. He turns to embrace me "I'll be home around 6," he says, kissing my neck. "Let's go out tonight." Giving me one last caress, he's out the door, and I'm off to my desk. I check my emails, noting several emails that I'll respond to later today. Nothing too urgent. The adult breastfeeding website that we participate in can wait until I take a milking break; I find that I'm more inspired to write while I'm hooked up to the pump. My nipples tingle at the thought. Now to my research work; I stay focussed on that for over an hour until I begin to feel my milk filling my breasts. I work away for a bit longer, until I get to a good stopping point, save my work, and switch to the local ABF website. Time for my second milking of the day. Taking down the nursing flaps of my dress, I massage my heavy udders, feeling how much fuller they've become since breakfast. I marvel again at how big I've become, and how much I like it. Jack would love to see me grow much larger, through pregnancy or not. I'm looking forward to it. When Jack's in his own office, we often have a video conference while I'm hooked up to the milking machine. Not today, alas. I decide to use the Chinese vibrating balls to further pleasure myself during my milking. Inserting them, I'm already wet, and I feel the low rumble in my pussy. Mmmm. I insert my udders into the milking cups, and switch the pump onto a speed that harmonizes with the balls in my pussy. The goal is to delay an orgasm for awhile, teasing myself until the milking's almost done. I lean back in my Aeron chair and give myself over to the exquisite sensations. When I'm sated and my tits are emptied of their milky delight, I disconnect myself,store my milk in the fridge, and remove the Chinese balls. I drink water regularly throughout the day to prevent dehydration, and I now refill my water glass and resume working. I'll work for another hour before it's time for lunch. Lunchtime and time for a break. I work out for 30 minutes on the treadmill in the corner of my office, then eat a pint of Ben & Jerry's for lunch. Odd combination, but it works. Being milked this often, I have stopped gaining weight, so the Ben and Jerry's helps maintain my plump figure. Jack chooses my lunch menu, and I follow his wishes. While I'm enjoying my ice cream, I send a few emails, including one to Liz Halsey, the partner at my old law office. When I was in for my latest meeting, she'd slipped me a note with her private email address, and I hoped we could get together for lunch. We had become work-friends while I was at the firm, and I hoped we could get to know each other better. She's a redhead, a little shorter than I am, very buxom and very smart. She and her husband both love to travel, and with no kids, manage to indulge their travel-bug often. I invite her to lunch next Monday. My belly full of ice cream, I really want to take a nap, but really need to finish up the research project today. Back to the computer for a good two hours of work. I've learned to stay focussed on my work even with my pussy throbbing, eager for some play. I'd take care of that later during the afternoon milking. Though I prefer Jack's mouth on my nipples, I also enjoy using the pump. Three o'clock can't come too soon. By 3 pm I can no longer concentrate on my work. My breasts are verging on uncomfortably full and are noticeably larger than right after a milking. I buy a little time with some teasing play. Through the soft cotton fabric I massage my tits, feeling how heavy and firm they've become. My nipples are erect and very sensitive, and as I pull them, I lean back, thinking about Jack's warm mouth and tongue. I'm very horny. In the bedroom, I open the toy chest and select one of the larger vibrators in our collection. It's 7" in circumference and 10" long. I lie back on the bed, and enjoy the sensations of running the hard black vibrator around my vulva, teasing my pussy. I'm already very wet, and I can feel my milk beginning to let down, so I get the girls situated in the milking machine (we've got one in every room) and switch it on, using an alternating pumping rhythm. I love how long my nipples become in the cups of the pump,and how slutty it must look--me lying back on a pile of pillows, being milked and fucking myself with the vibrator. Over time,Jack has taken pictures of me in various lacivious positions, but this is one of my favorites. I imagine I'm the favored slave in a harem, whose only job in life is to be my master's milkcow. My milk is flowing freely now, and I'm incredibly aroused by my fantasy of a life given over to the pleasures of days and nights spent being massaged, milked, fucked and fed, becoming more and more submissive to my master's every whim and desire. Soon he'd require me to become pregnant, and I would be even more indulged and indolent as my belly blossoms and my breasts grow ever more heavy. He'll breed me every year,keeping me enslaved to his cock and mouth, dependent on his attentions for sexual release. I push the vibrator hard into my pussy, in and out, giving myself over to pleasure, as I come hard, moaning and arching my back. As my ardor subsides, I enjoy the feeling of the last drops of milk being pumped from my breasts. Switching off the machine, I bask in the afterglow of my orgasm. Fantasies can be fun, and I'd share this one with Jack sometime soon. I spend the rest of the afternoon lounging in bed,reading, awaiting Jack's homecoming. Even after my explosive orgasm, I'm still mildly turned on, and as I read I idly stroke my belly and breasts, enjoying my roundness. After milking, my tits become softer and I massage them and finger my nipples, which are still quite long from the pump. As 6 pm nears, and Jack's arrival is imminent, I decide to dress up a bit for him. I'll need another milking before we go out to dinner, so I pulled a silk peignoir from my lingerie drawer. It is a dark pink, low cut to show off my heavy tits, and gathered below my breasts to emphasize my plump belly. The filmy fabric leaves very little to the imagination--my nipples and large dark aureoles are quite evident. I admire myself in the mirror, turning this way and that. I look like a moderately pregnant courtesan. Just the look I want. Jack will like it. Just after 6, I hear Jack's key in the door, and I go into the living room to greet him. My milk has mostly returned, my nipples are hard, and I'm happy to see him. Jack kisses me hello, pulling me to him and stroking my back down to my big bottom. I push myself against him and can feel his stiffening cock. "What have you been up to all day? Lounging in bed eating bonbons?" Jack teases me. He stepped back a bit to inspect me. "You don't look like you missed me at all!" "I'll show you how much I missed you," I smiled. "I had a hard day researching trademarks and patents, and I need a break." Not exactly true, given my actual activities, but Jack's mere presence has aroused me, and his touch has made my pussy wet. My nipples were already standing at attention just thinking about his arrival. I take Jack's hand and guide it between my legs to feel my wetness. "What are you going to do to take care of this?" I pouted. "I've been neglected all day." "Oh, I doubt that," Jack laughed. He moved his hand to my breasts, feeling their heft, and flicking a nipple. "You're not quite ready for your milking, but let's see what we can do to make you more comfortable." "Oh, yes, please," I respond, pulling him toward the bedroom. Jack grabs me and walks behind me, pressing himself against my back. His hands cup my breasts, and I wiggle my ass against his hard-on. Arriving at the bed, Jack keeps his hold on me, and maneuvers me to bend me over. My feet are still on the floor, but my tits are pressed against the bed, and my ass is exposed to Jack's predations. I hear him unbutton the fly of his jeans, and feel his big cock rub against the silk of my gown. "I like this," he murmurs, stroking my ass with his cock and hands. He grasps my hips, pulling me harder against him and pressing between my cheeks. "Your bottom is getting so nice and fat. Does this feel good to you?" he asks rhetorically, moving the light silk up to expose me and sliding his cock against my crack toward my now drenched pussy. He teases me like this for what seems like many minutes. I whimper a little, and arch my back, giving him even better access for my inevitable penetration. "You're awfully impatient tonight, aren't you?" he whispers. Just when I think I may come from the foreplay, Jack pulls back a bit and then rams his well-lubricated cock hard into my pussy. "You want it hard, baby?" he growls, pounding in and out of me. I'm a little surprised by his fierceness, but the pleasure greatly outweighs any pain. It takes him little time to bring us both to powerful orgasms, and as Jack comes, he pulls out of my pussy and spurts most of his cum on my ass. I'm out of breath from pleasure and the awkward position. Jack pulls me up and presses himself against my slippery ass. He pinches my stiff nipples, and again the slight pain is nothing compared to the shock wave of pleasure that courses through my body. I'm not sure what this new roughness is about, but I rather like it. "Let's take a shower before I milk you," Jack orders, squeezing my breasts, and gauging their fullness. "You should be ready by then." In the shower, Jack and I lather each other up, and I pay special attention to his balls, asshole and still-hard cock. My pussy and tits get most of the attention, and I can tell that it's time for my milking. Since we we're going out for dinner, I figure that Jack will only partially empty my udders, leaving the rest for later in the evening, and keeping me aching for attention during dinner. When I emerge from the shower, horny again from Jack's soapy attention, Jack is waiting to wrap me in a fluffy warm towel. Still nude, though now dry, he moves me toward the bedroom. Laying me on my back against the pillows on the bed, Jack kneels beside me, and slowly rubs my breasts and belly with lotion until I'm well moisturized. Soon he begins to nuzzle my tits, licking my long hard nipples. I moan and arch my back, reaching for his cock, but Jack pulls back. "Not just yet, I just want to have an appetizer before dinner," he whispers. I lean back into the pillows, savoring Jack's tongue and mouth beginning to suckle. His fingers tease my pussy as he milks me just enough to keep me from leaking during dinner. I'm becoming increasingly aroused, but before it's too late, Jack arises, and I whimper a bit. "Let's get you dressed. I want to keep you this hot all night," he says, pulling me up. My breasts still ache for attention, but I enjoy the sensation. I feel as though all my nerves are tightly strung and tingling. Jack dresses me in my new silk corset, lacing me a little more tightly than usual. Instead of boning in the front at my belly, this corset has spandex or sometime like it so my belly protrudes in the front, giving me an hourglass figure when I'm seen from the back, but showing off my belly in the front. The boning and lacing also emphasize the size my ass and breasts. All of this is much to Jack's liking, and he kisses my neck as he ties off the laces. "You are incredibly beautiful," he whispers in my hair. The dress he's chosen for me slips on; it's black and cut to show off my abundant cleavage and my rounding belly. I admire myself in the mirror: I like the look, and also like the feeling of the silk whispering against my bra-less nipples. I will definitely stay hot all evening. As we cab downtown to the restaurant, I notice Jack smiling to himself. "What's up?" I murmur. "You look awfully pleased with yourself." "Just happy," he responds. Soon we arrive at the restaurant, one of our favorites, and the host whisks us away to a small private room with a glass wall looking out over the city lights. The table is set for two, with candles, and a bottle of Champagne in an ice bucket. Our private waiter ushers me into my chair, and then seats Jack. "A cocktail, perhaps?" he inquires. "I think we'll start with the Champagne," Jack answers. "We're in no hurry." I'm now very curious--we're not usually this opulent in our dining choices. Something's up, and I can't wait to find out what it is. The waiter pours our Champagne and leaves to fetch some other tasty delight, and Jack raises his glass. "To a new adventure," he toasts. I return the salute, enjoying the tiny bubbles that tease my nose. Jack stands walks over to the window. "This is an amazing view--come here and enjoy it with me." I join him at the window, and and he pulls me to stand in front of him. Nuzzling my neck, Jack presses against me as we admire the city lights and the river. He puts his arms around me and opens one hand, displaying a ring. A very shiny sparkly ring. "Suzanne, I want to marry you and spend the rest of my life with you. Will you marry me?" "Oh, yes, please." Being Jack's Milk Cow Ch. 02 After Jack announced that we'd be going on a mystery vacation in a week, I was intensely curious as to the details. When I pressed him, Jack just smiled "I'll do your packing, just be ready to go on Friday afternoon." Since we'd become engaged, I had felt increasingly willing to submit to Jack's guidance and desires. Although I trusted him completely, going away to who-knows-where for a month of who-knows-what was a very big leap of faith. A couple of days before we were to leave, Jack gave me a few little bits of info--just enough to keep my curiosity aroused. He told we we would be flying and then driving 2 hours to the country, and he chose a dress for me to wear: a yellow sundress with a stretchy top, held up by spaghetti straps. It definitely flattered my shape, and the elastic top pulled down for easy access to my tits. Beyond that, I knew that suitcases had appeared in his apartment, but I didn't notice any of my clothing being packed. Hmmm. Meanwhile, I was finishing up several work projects, preparing to go off the grid for a month. I was aroused by the idea of going into the unknown, but naturally a little apprehensive. Jack was also working longer hours than usual to finish up his latest consulting gig, so I was alone more that usual. I spent most of my time doing my legal research at his condo, though I still worked sometimes at my townhouse. We had agreed that we'd have to figure out who would move in with whom, or if we would buy a new, larger place to accomodate both of our households. I liked Jack's neighborhood, so I hoped we could stay in the area. I was also preoccupied with the possibility of being a surrogate mother for Jack's sister. Something else to get settled when we returned from our mystery vacation. In the week leading up to our trip, I continued my nursing/pumping schedule: every four hours, including at night. When Jack was at home, he took care of milking me, but I was also happy to use the double breast pump that had become my favorite substitute for Jack. I guessed that whatever our vacation turned out to be, there would be much sucking and fucking, and as the time drew near,I became more excited. I was really looking forward to...what? I could hardly wait to find out what Jack had planned. Friday arrived, and Jack decreed that we'd be leaving at noon to get to the airport for our 2 pm flight. Our morning session of sex and milking was particularly passionate; I awakened to Jack pressing against my back, his hard cock between my ass cheeks. His arms around me, he gently stroked my belly and breasts, teasing my nipples. When I awoke enough to murmur good morning and pressed back against him, he whispered in my ear "I can't wait until your belly is big and full of babies. You're going to be even more gorgeous than you are now. You're going to like that too, aren't you?" "Oh, yes, please," I answered, arching my back and luxuriating in his caresses. Jack rolled me over, the better to suckle me. My tits were aching for his mouth, and as he latched onto my right nipple, I sighed with pleasure and knew that our vacation was starting off just right. We stayed in bed for two hours; after I had been fully milked and had come twice in the process, Jack positioned me on my side, and penetrated me from behind, holding me tight against him as he pushed into my pussy. He took his time, and I squeezed his big cock with my pussy in rhythm with his thrusts. I knew that he was trying to make me come again before he was done, and soon I was lost in another orgasm, with Jack not far behind. Both spent, we spooned together in our afterglow and Jack continued to stroke my belly, whispering in my ear how big and beautiful I'd be when I got knocked up. Eventually we arose and showered together, and Jack paid special attention to lathering my ass, using the opportunity to slip a finger into my asshole. I loved the sensation, and reached for his cock (hard again!)to lather it up. "Forget the finger--why don't you use this?" I said, squeezing him. The shower still running, Jack bent me over against the shower bench and complied with my request. Holding my hips, he pounded into me, faster and harder than usual, and I pressed back against him. This one was for him, and I tingled with pleasure when he finally exploded inside my ass. Good thing we were still in the shower! Our flight was uneventful; it turned out that we were flying to Charleston, West Virginia. Once on the ground, we retrieved our baggage and headed to the rental cars. By this time, I was due for another milking: my breasts felt quite full and were beginning to ache. Much longer, and I would begin to leak. As we claimed the rental car, I 'mooed' under my breath to Jack, and as he handed me into the car, he smiled at me: "Hold on, Elsie, we'll get you taken care of in a few minutes." His eyes drifted to the bodice of my sundress, and he smiled. "I love how full your tits look in that dress--you look like you've gotten even bigger than last week when we measured you!" In fact, I was pretty sure that I had gotten bigger since Jack had weighed and measured me the previous Sunday afternoon; my breasts felt heavier, and my nursing bras (44DDD) were definitely a bit tighter than they'd been even a week ago. My belly also felt a bit fuller, and the sundress I was wearing was gathered below the stretchy bodice to emphasize the swell of my belly. I smiled back at Jack: "Moooo" I replied. Ten minutes later, we pulled up to a motel. Nothing special, but I knew that Jack had chosen it so that he could take care of my urgent need to be milked before we completed our trip. I waited in the car while Jack checked us in, and then we drove to our unit. Jack handed me out of the car, and escorted me through the motel room door. His hand touched the small of my back, and strayed down to my ass, cupping my cheeks. "Time for your milking, Elsie," he said, moving me toward the bed. Jack sat on the edge of the bed, and I stood before him. He slid down the straps of my sundress and peeled down the top, revealing my heavy milk-swollen tits. My nipples were already long and hard, anticipating Jack's hands and mouth. He pulled me toward him until I was straddled on his lap, and he lowered his mouth to my right breast, fingering the left one at the same time. I could feel my milk let down as Jack pressed my breasts together so he could suckle both nipples at once. I was in heaven. After I was fully drained, I wanted to luxuriate in the sensations of being a very contented cow. I'd come twice during Jack's attentions to my breasts. I tried to encourage Jack to open his jeans and plunge his hard cock into my wet pussy, but he pulled back. "We still have a drive to make; I want to be there before it gets dark. We'll have plenty of time once we arrive," he smiled mysteriously. Back on the road, Jack began to tell me a little more about the mystery vacation. We were headed to a lodge that belonged to an old friend; the friend and his wife would be there, along with a third couple that Jack hadn't met. Apparently we were invited because we all had "common interests", Jack said, smiling slyly and looking over at me suggestively. "So they're all Scrabble players? Or are they all great cooks?" I teased. "Actually, all of the above. I think you'll enjoy your time at Alex's place. He inherited an old dairy farm 10 years ago, and has turned the old barn into a really comfortable lodge--spacious, and he's installed all the modern luxuries, including some very cool special stuff," Jack grinned again. "Just wait till you see it!" "A dairy farm? How do you know this guy?" I quizzed Jack. "Have you spent time there before?" "Actually, yeah, I was there three years ago when he was just finishing the renovations and additions. I helped install some of the electronics. Robin, his wife, was 7 months pregnant with their first kid, and we tried out some of the equipment on her. She loved it, and really got into the idea of sharing the farm with friends with similar interests. Robin's going to love you--you're both funny and smart, and you've both got amazing tits!" "Are we there yet?" "30 more miles--we're just going up the road a bit and into a little valley. Very secluded, private and perfect for a hideaway." Over the mountain we went, and wound down into a lovely green narrow valley. We passed some fenced pastureland with picturesque brown cows grazing contentedly. Soon we turned down a tree lined gravel lane. Another half mile and we has arrived. Jack pulled up in the circle in front of the red house that had clearly once been a barn. As we stopped the car, the door opened and our hosts emerged, waving. Alex was a tall guy, with sandy blond hair and a great smile. Robin was no more than 5 feet tall and I would have called her tiny except for the enormous belly attached to her small frame. "Wow!" Jack murmured to me as he opened the car door. "Alex has been busy!" Being Jack's Milk Cow Ch. 03 Jack and I had arrived at The Farm, where we'd been invited to spend the next month. Our hosts Alex and Robin greeted us as we drove up, and I marvelled at how Robin's small frame could carry such a huge belly. Her pregnancy was clearly a surprise to Jack, and I noticed his cock swell in his jeans. Alex was a couple of inches taller that Jack, and was kitted out in full rancher attire--white cowboy hat, pressed blue jeans, chambray shirt and clearly very expensive cowboy boots. A bit much, but he looked good in it. Jack handed me out of the car, his hand remaining on the small of my back, as he introduced me to Robin and Alex. Robin attempted to hug me hello, but her swollen, hard belly made it awkward. She laughed, "Jack's told us so much about you, I feel like I know you already! We're so happy you're finally here--how was the trip?" "The trip was great, and I wish I could say I've heard a lot about you, too, but Jack wanted to surprise me. You've got a beautiful farm here--I can't wait to see more of it," I responded. Alex chimed in, "Y'all have had a long day--maybe you'd like to freshen up a little and then we'll give you the grand tour and introduce you to our other guests. It'll be time for cocktails soon." I noticed Alex gazing appreciatively at me, smiling. Jack pulled me to him in a proprietary hug, his hand straying down to cup my ass. "We could use a few minutes to unpack and clean up," he smiled, looking down at me. "I know Suzanne's going to love this place as much as I do as soon as you show her the ropes." Robin took my hand. "Let me show you to your room while the guys bring in the luggage," she said, leading me into the house. I followed her, marvelling how agile she was at moving her very gravid form up the stairs. From the back, Robin looked barely out of her teens, due to her tiny, slim body. From the front however...a massively pregnant goddess. Jack had mentioned that Robin had wonderfully full breasts, and they certainly were, but her belly stole the show, causing her tits to look small in comparison. Robin opened the door to our room. "Welcome to your home for the next month. I hope you'll find everything you need, but if there's anything at all that you want, just let me know." Smiling at me, she left me in our very spacious, light filled, high-ceilinged bedroom. The large windows had heavy velvet drapes that could be pulled together to darken the room. The bed stood against the far wall: a king sized four poster. I immediately began to imagine the fun we could have with that! One wall was lined with closets; I couldn't think that we would need all that space for a month's worth of clothes (even if I had no idea what Jack had packed for me!). I opened one closet door and peeked inside: built-cabinets with drawers. Opening a drawer at random, I found an array of silken cords and other restraining toys. The next drawer down contained several vibrators and butt plugs of various sizes. Some were much larger than I'd ever encountered before. My pussy became wet and began to tingle in anticipation, and my nipples stiffened just at the thought of Jack tying me to the bedposts and shoving one of the large plugs into my tight ass before he thrust his hard cock into my eager cunt. Jack opened the door, and walked in carrying the luggage. Alex followed behind, and was the first to spot me examining the contents of the cabinet. "I see you've found the toy chest," he said, smiling at me. "Jack said that you liked toys, but I think you'll find we've added some that you haven't enjoyed before." Alex's eyes roamed my body, and I could see him appraising my heavy tits and my rounded body that Jack had molded over the last year. I could tell he liked what he saw; his cock was quite obviously hard inside his tight jeans. I looked over at Jack, and he was clearly enjoying Alex's admiration of my voluptuousness. Until now, much of my sex play with Jack had been just the two of us. I had the distinct feeling that would change over the next month. Alex noticed my gaze straying down to his hard-on and laughed. "We've got plenty of time to get to know each other tonight--I know you would like to get settled in here. Make yourselves at home. In about an hour we'll meet for drinks and the tour in the living room." He grinned, and I was pretty sure he was reading my mind. "Jack can show you the other toys in the chest, but let me know if you need some special help with them," he said, looking at me teasingly as he departed. Jack came up behind me, and embraced me. His hard cock pressed against my ass, and he peeled down my dress to my waist and cupped my bare breasts, feeling their heft and rolling my erect nipples between his fingers. Shock waves of pleasure went through me, and I leaned back against his chest, grinding my ass against his cock. "I think you've made a conquest," Jack murmured into my neck as he nuzzled me. "You want him, too, don't you?" he added, tugging my nipples a bit harder. "I want to see you suck his fat cock while I fuck your pretty ass. You'd like that, wouldn't you?" "Oh yes, please" I answered, as Jack moved me toward the bed. My pussy was already so wet that when Jack positioned me on the bed on all fours, I was dripping with anticipation. Jack teased me a bit, rubbing his cock around the outside of my pussy and asshole, spreading my lubrication around, before he plunged--hard--into my cunt, causing me to gasp in pleasure. "You're still going to like this best, aren't you, you little slut?" he growled, pounding into me. I moaned my agreement, and thrust back against him, pushing him deeply inside me. I liked it when he took me roughly like this--he never actually hurt me, but the tiny edge of pain added to my arousal. I squeezed hard with my pussy muscles as I welcomed his cock filling me, bringing me close to the edge of orgasm. My tits were leaking in excitement. "Come for me, you little whore. You know you want it. I want to hear you come like the little cow you are." "Moo," I moaned, coming hard, and feeling Jack's explosion inside me. Afterward, we lay on the bed, relaxing in our afterglow. Jack began to suckle me, licking my nipples and teasing them between sucks. "I'm going to keep you horny all night," Jack informed me as he tantalized my clit with his fingers. "I want everyone to see how hot you look when you need fucking." Jack left me half milked and fully aroused, and took me to the shower. He washed me carefully, refusing to allow me the orgasm I desperately wanted. "One's enough for right now, we'll make sure you get more before the evening's over." While I was drying off and applying my make-up, Jack began to go through my suitcase, choosing what I would wear for the evening. He had packed for me, and I knew that much of what he'd packed was new, so I was eager to see what he'd chosen. Jack held up a deep red silk sarong: "I think this will make a good first impression, don't you?" as he began to arrange the soft and slinky silk around me, wrapping it just below my breasts and bring the ends up to form a halter top that tied behind my neck. I wasn't wearing a bra or panties, and the whisper of silk against my long nipples and ass further aroused me. Jack, still naked, led me over to the mirror that lined one wall of our room. I looked into it, admiring the job that Jack had done dressing me. I did look hot: my heavy breasts were barely covered by the red silk, and my roundness was emphasized by the lightweight fabric wrapped above my waist. Jack's cock was hard again, and he stroked it against my silk-covered ass. "You're going to be the hottest woman in the room. Alex won't be able to keep his eyes off you, and nobody else will, either." We descended into the living room, where most of the others had already assembled. Robin greeted us, and looked amazing in a short black dress that was clearly made to show off her expanding girth and her full breasts. The low cut bodice emphasized her milk swollen breasts, barely hiding her nipples, and the gathers below the bodice were stretched almost to their limit to accomodate her magnificently large belly. Jack bent down to kiss Robin, and she whispered something in his ear and they both laughed. When he turned back to me, I could see the outline of his cock, hard again, in his tight black jeans. "When's the baby due?" I asked. Robin looked at me, with wide-eyed pretend horror. "Can you believe it? I've still got nine weeks to go! I'm so big already that Alex wonders if I'll be too big to walk soon," she laughed, rubbing her belly and clearly relishing such an idea. "He says I may just have to stay in bed and let the party come to me if that happens." Alex walked into the room having heard that last remark. At 6'5" or so, he towered over Robin's 5 foot person. She looked up at him adoringly as he stood behind her and put his arms around her. Kissing her on the head and stroking her belly he said "Let's introduce Jack and Suzanne around before you have another growth spurt. I want you to be able to waddle enough give them the tour before dinner." Robin brought us over to the other couple standing by the fireplace. "Okay, Joanne and Eric, meet Jack and Suzanne. Jack and Suzanne, this is Joanne and Eric." We all smiled and shook hands; we were all looking each other over. Joanne was about 27, tall with slim hips and full breasts that looked larger on her lithe frame. She was wearing a black leather corset top that presented her breasts in all their glory, barely covering her nipples: you could actually see a bit of aureole peeping over the top. Her tight black leather pants and stiletto shoes emphasized her long legs. Her long blond hair looked even more blond in contrast to her all-black outfit. Eric was equally tall, blond and fit, and also wore a black leather ensemble, the pants of which were so tight that I see the outline of his cock even though he didn't have an erection. Together they looked like perfect models for a European fashion magazine of the more risque variety. We all made light chat, sizing each other up. My rounded and voluptuous body draped in red silk made a vivid contrast to Joanne's very sexy but more austere look, and I could see both Eric and Jack looking at both of us appreciatively, probably imagining the pleaures to come. Eric's cock appeared to be coming to life; the outline I'd noticed a moment before had distinctly swelled a bit. Two more people entered the room, and Robin immediately gathered them up and brought them over. "And here we have Kim and Jonathan--Jonathan is our extra man at this house party and Kim, well, Kim's our new assistant." Robin looked at Jack, "Jack was our spare man at a couple of parties--he can vouch that it's a great job, right, Jack?" Robin smiled up flirtatiously at Jack. "We were so happy when you told us about Suzanne and that she shared our interests." Jack looked at me a little sheepishly, knowing he had not told me everything about his experiences at the Farm. "Actually, I had just gotten back from two weeks here when I met you at that picnic," he explained to me. "It probably made me bolder with you that I would have been normally--and look where we are now!" Jonathan's eyes lingered on my breasts. His light coffee complexion revealed that his was blushing. Our eyes met, and I smiled at him. Very cute, close cropped hair, and pretty young--maybe 24 or 25. I hoped he'd get as lucky as Jack and I had been. Kim was a lovely young woman, of partial Asian background, but clearly all California girl. I wasn't sure what an assistant did here, but I was looking forward to finding out. Alex came over, and put an arm around Robin and one around Kim, pulling them both closer to him, and grazing their tits with his hands. "Now that we're all here, shall we show you all around?" "Oh, yes, please," I responded, smiling up at Alex. Being Jack's Milk Cow Ch. 04 The tour--what can I say? Alex and Robin had designed an amazing retreat that catered especially to people with our multiple...interests. Robin was in charge of showing us around; Joanne and Eric had arrive early enough in the day to already have gotten the whole tour. We followed Robin as she waddled down the hall to the play rooms, giving us a running commentary. "We've built three rooms dedicated to pleasure--first I'll show you the Playroom, then the Milking Parlor and finally the Nursery." Robin looked at me flirtatiously. "Jack told us about your interest in being a harem girl, and I hope you'll like the first room especially!" As she showed us around, Robin continued to stroke her enormous belly. This turned me on, not only from her obvious enjoyment of her swollen body; I couldn't help imagining myself in the same condition. I could feel my pussy tingling and my nipples stiffening. Jack seemed to sense my arousal; his hand strayed down to my ass, stroking it and teasing me with his forefinger in the crack of my ass cheeks. Hopefully this time next year, I'd also be sporting a hugely gravid belly and even larger breasts. I couldn't wait. Robin brought us into the Playroom, which was equipped with a variety of erotic furnishings. A very large bed--more than king sized--was suspended from the wall by chains, so it could be raised up to create more room. Lowered for use, it was equipped with many cushions and other pleasurable accoutrements. I imagined myself spread among the cushions, a very pregnant harem girl awaiting her master's attentions. Jack pulled me close to him, as I whimpered a bit, aroused by my fantasy, and knowing Jack felt my heat. "This room is new since I was here last," Jack said to Alex, as he pulled me closer, continuing to fondle me. "I think this will be Suzanne's favorite space--right, baby?" Jack was stroking my hard, silk-clad nipples with one hand as he fondled my ass with the other. I knew he was turned on by the tour, even though he had seen much of it before. His response to my arousal turned me on further, as I arched my back, feeling Jack's hands caressing my long, hard nipples. Mentally, I tried to avoid letting down milk right at that moment, knowing that there would be plenty of time later to be milked to my heart's content, and trying to prolong my pleasure. I was incredibly turned on, imagining Jack and his friends sucking my enormously swollen tits and thrusting their hard cocks into my dripping pussy and ass. "Oh, yes, please," I responded, pressing my body against Jack, as I imagined strangers' hands and mouths teasing my breasts. Robin grinned. "I'd tell you to get a room, but we really ought to finish the tour, don't you think? You never know what else is down the hall," she said playfully. As we were leaving the room, Robin's cell phone chimed, alerting her to a text. "Alex is looking for me--can you entertain yourselves for awhile? Go ahead and look around and enjoy yourselves. We'll meet before dinner for cocktails around 5 in the living room, so you're free until then." Jack and I exchanged a look. "Don't mind us, I think we'll find a way to occupy the time," he said, smiling slyly. Jack pulled me back into the playroom and closed the door. Embracing me, he kissed me deeply. I pressed against him, feeling his hard cock against me and wanting it inside me very soon. As one, we moved toward the bed, not breaking our kiss. Jack laid me back on the bed, unwrapping my sarong as he did so. I lay back, exposed, while he began to unbutton his jeans. I reached for his cock, but he pulled back. "All in good time," he said, reaching for the restraints at the head of the bed. I whimpered with anticipation as he bound my wrists above my head. My back arched, and my heavy tits ached for relief. I could feel my milk letting down, the warm fluid beginning to leak from my oh-so-sensitive nipples. Jack stood over me, admiring what he saw. "You're going to make an excellent harem girl, aren't you? In a few days we'll have you trained to feed everyone here. I want to see those tits even heavier than they are now, and I want you to beg us all to milk you." I moaned, feeling completely exposed and completely aroused by what Jack was saying. He stood over me, stroking his cock thoughtfully, as he told me what he had planned for me. My leaking nipples ached for attention, and I arched my back even further to entice Jack to touch me, lick me, anything that would bring me some relief. Jack began to finger my pussy, teasing me. "Look how wet you are. I want you to moo for me, like the little milk cow you're turning into." "Moo....moo," I replied, as Jack plunged his cock fiercely into me. Being Jack's Milk Cow Ch. 05 We spent our first evening at the Farm getting to know the other guests. Alex and Robin had chosen the company well; in addition to our mutual interest in certain erotic pursuits, we were all well matched in terms of good humor and conversation. We had all dressed for dinner, meaning that we women were all showing off our particular charms. Jack had chosen a slinky, form fitting evening dress for me that emphasized my heavy 44ddd mammaries and cleavage, as well as my rounded belly and ass. With a pair of 4inch heels, I looked and felt incredibly sexy. Jack had made sure that I was completely milked just before he dressed me, so I knew that I had 4 hours before my next milking, but this also meant that over the next 4 hours, my tits would swell visibly as they filled with milk. The halter top of my dress fit me quite snugly now, and by end of dinner my cleavage would be overflowing the deep red silk confines of my dress. I said as much to Jack as he laced me up in the back. "Maybe we'll all have you for dessert, then," he smiled, running his hands around to cup my breasts and tweak my sensitive nipples. "I think this vacation is going to expand you and your experiences. Would you like that?" "Oh, yes, please," I answered, feeling my pussy tingle with anticipation. Descending into the living room for a before dinner cocktail, I looked around at the group. Robin looked extravagantly pregnant and terribly sexy in a short black chiffon dress that accentuated her enormous belly. Given her tiny 5 foot frame, i guessed that she was almost as big around as she was tall, and marveled that she still had more than two months to go....er...grow. We'd be guests at the farm for the next month, and I was arousing thinking how much she'd swell over that time. I suspected that Jack felt the same. Alex, Robin's husband, had already teased her about becoming so big that even waddling would become difficult, and perhaps he wasn't too from from the mark. This was Robin's second pregnancy,and she had confided that she was already bigger now than when she'd delivered her son, and she and Alex were enjoying every additional inch as she continued to blossom. Joanne looked tall, blond and elegant in a long black silk corset top and pants. Her Louboutin heels made her even taller and leaner, and the corset top cinched her waist and emphasized the swell of her full breasts. We smiled at each other, admiring our very different shapes. At 5'7", I was frequently the tallest woman in a room, especially if I wore 3 inch heels, but Joanne was about 3 inches taller than I, and much leaner than I'd ever been even before Jack had fattened me up to be his milk cow. I completely enjoyed my new, rounder, shape, and I wondered what the next month would have in store. Joanne did look delicious, however, and I knew that all the men in the room thought so too. Kim, Alex and Robin's new 'assistant', looked young and impossibly hot in her schoolgirl way. I knew that she was at least 22 and had graduated from an Ivy League college, but her Asian genes gave her a lithe figure with small but lovely curves. Her evening dress was a short,gold 'flapper' style dress that showed her body off to good advantage. At 6'5", Alex towered over both Robin and Kim. Clearly he liked small women and I wondered what would become of Kim's tiny physique if she stayed in their company. Jack and I suspected that Kim was or was intended to become a 'third' in the relationship, and that she'd soon swell with the first of many babies she was destined to bear for Alex. I imagined her body rounding and ripening and knew that it would please all three of them. Alex had become wealthy in the tech field several years before, and could certainly afford to support this unusual household. The Farm was a vacation property, specially designed for erotic getaways; he and Robin and Kim lived mainly in California, and had left their son with Robin's mother and a nanny there for their month's visit to the Farm. Jack brought me a glass of red wine and kissed me on the neck, just below the gold collar that he'd given me early in our relationship, and which I now always wore. I noticed that all of the women were wearing collars of some sort: Robin's masqueraded as a black velvet ribbon around her neck, Joanne's was (of course) soft black leather with silver studs, and Kim's was a pearl choker. I doubted that this was a coincidence, and Kim's collar reinforced my theory about her position here. Lucky Alex. The conversation during the cocktail hour was wide-ranging, and continued over dinner. Much like any dinner party, we talked about books, politics, and music, but there was a sexual undercurrent that was unmistakably present. All the men were clearly appreciating the four sexy women, and the women returned the compliments, both in our flirtatious behavior and the way we carried ourselves. Talking and laughing with Alex and Jonathan, the 'single man' at the house party, I found myself standing a bit closer than I would normally and as I was seated between them at dinner, I 'accidentally' bumped their arms with my breast as I reached for my wineglass. Neither of them appeared to mind, and by the end of the main course both Alex and Jonathan were touching my back and lingering there as they chatted and laughed. I didn't mind either, and looked forward to what might happen later that evening. Jack was seated on the other side of the round dining table, and I knew that he had noticed my appreciative audience. He was clearly enjoying his position between Joanne and Robin, and I knew that he must be fiercely aroused by Robin's playful flirting, as she kept rubbing her belly and talking about how big she had become--she had discovered the day before that her belly wouldn't fit behind the steering wheel of the car, she pouted-- and Joanne's cooler but very sexy demeanor . Dessert was served; a very rich trifle loaded with whipped cream and liqueur. Eric looked over at Joanne as she declined a serving of the luscious dessert. "My dear, you promised that you'd eat everything put before you on this trip. I insist that you have a double portion as punishment for trying to break your promise. I want to make sure we can start filling you out a bit, like the doctor said." Eric looked around at us. "We're trying to get Joanne pregnant, and the doctor suggested that gaining weight might increase her chances. Plus I think she'll be even more beautiful as she gets a bit fatter, don't you?" he asked impishly, already knowing the group's opinion. "She's afraid that she'll burst out of those tight leather outfits that she likes, but I think the tighter, the better, no?" Joanne appeared to be not entirely happy with Eric's order and comments, but she obediently took the larger portion of trifle that she was served and ate it all. "Be careful what you ask for," she responded, smiling slightly as she licked her spoon. "I may enjoy this a little too much and ruin my modeling work." "You'll make a gorgeous pregnant model, once we get you knocked up," Eric grinned in response. "A huge belly on top of those long legs of yours--you'll be in demand for the whole nine months!" He turned to the rest of us. "Joanne's an amazingly hot lingerie model, but I keep telling her that there's even more demand for....more specialized models. I thought that spending the month here would help her get on board when she sees what the possibilities are." I could see that Jack was looking at Joanne with a new interest, as were we all. Alex spoke up to explain "Eric was also one of our 'single men' guests a couple of years ago--the year before you were here, Jack. When he married Joanne last year we hoped we could entice her to join our club and make Eric even more happy. We're so pleased that she agreed to join us for this holiday." Jack looked at me across the table, and his eyes strayed down to my breasts. He smiled slyly as we regained eye contact. I knew what he was thinking, as I could feel my breasts becoming fuller and straining against the thin silk of my bodice. I was definitely displaying a fuller cleavage than when we'd sat down to dinner, and my nipples had become harder and more visible through the fabric as I'd become aroused by the conversation. I saw Jack look over at Alex, who then looked at Robin. Robin smiled at Alex and Jack, and then at me. Something was up, and I thought I knew what it was. Alex rose, and lifted his wine glass. "Robin and I want to welcome you all here, and we hope that you will make yourselves at home here. We'd like to invite you all into the study for some very special after dinner drinks." Jack rose and came around to me as the others all rose from the table. I could see Jack's very large,hard cock straining against the fabric of his tuxedo pants, and I noticed that the other men seemed to be in similar conditions. Jack escorted me through the dining room door, his hand on the small of my back. As he whispered in my ear "you and Robin are supplying the drinks," I knew I had judged the situation correctly. Alex and Jack settled Robin and me onto comfortable leather couches with high sides we could lean back upon comfortably. Jack undid the halter top of my dress, whispering as he did, "I want everyone to see what a good little cow you've become for me. Look how swollen and full you are. Are you ready to let us milk you?" His eyes locked onto mine, as he stroked my breasts, cupping them to feel their fullness. I looked back at him, too aroused to talk. Silently I nodded my assent. While Jack was getting me ready, Alex was helping Robin release her hugely full breasts from the confines of her dress, which was designed for easy access. Jack knelt on the floor next to me, and I turned toward him and offered him a breast. He latched on, and began to suck. I shut my eyes, enjoyed the blissful letdown of my milk, and was soon aware of another pair of hands and a mouth on my other breast. Jonathan was sitting next to me on the couch, leaning over to reach my left tit, while Jack continued to expertly suckle the right one. Jonathan's technique was not nearly as polished, but he was certainly not a novice, and for the first time I experienced two mouths and two pairs of hands on me at once. I was in heaven, and also was becoming incredibly aroused. I could feel Jonathan's hard cock pressing against my thigh, and I arched my back in pleasure. After about five minutes of suckling, Jack rose, and motioned to Alex who had arisen from Robin's breast. I looked over, and Eric was in a similar position to Jonathan, but he had one had on Robin's enormous belly, stroking it as he nursed from her swollen milky tit. Alex and Jack changed places, and I was again in heaven. Before he took my nipple into his mouth, Alex murmured to me, "Jack has really made you a beautiful little cow, and I can tell that you love it. You love sharing you milk with all of us, don't you?" "Moo," I breathed, as I melted into a pool of bliss. Jonathan arose next, and his place was taken by Kim, who also had had some experience with milk-laden mammaries. Jonathan began to fondle Kim's ass as she suckled from me, and I could feel her respond to his touch. Jonathan had moved away, and I was almost fully drained when Alex arose from my side, smiling down at Kim who continued to suckle, and stroking her ass in approval. "We're training Kim well, don't you think? She'll soon become a cow, too, but we want her to become accustomed to our desires before she makes a longer commitment to us. If all goes well, we'll have her tits and belly full by this time next year." His hand strayed under Kim's short dress, and I could tell that he was penetrating her with his fingers. Without removing her mouth from my nipple, she whimpered, and arched her back to meet his exploring fingers. He continued to play with her in this way until she couldn't resist her building orgasm. Lifting her head from my breast, bus still lying on top of me, Kim panted and moaned out her pleasure, as I cradled her in my arms. Alex stood over us, looking satisfied at what he'd caused. Soon thereafter, we all stumbled off to our rooms for more pleasure with our partners. Joanne had not participated, but had avidly watched the action. Eric was quite solicitous of her, and she was clearly turned on and baffled at the same time. I hoped in time she'd join the club.