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The Milk of Human Kindness Ch. 01

By: Emmcee20



It was my first day on the new job and I was nervous. I was given the address and told to be there at 10 a.m. The lady of the house would be waiting for me. I walked up to the front door and knocked. I waited, butterflies in my stomach and rehearsing the opening lines of the training chat I'd been given. I was slightly turned away when I heard the door open and I started my spiel as I turned, "Good morning, I'm from Milkers R Us..." That was as far as I got because Mrs Myres was standing at the door in a sheer negligee. Her gorgeous breasts clearly visible through the silvery material.

"Oh good, you're here," you said, your voice oozing a sexy yet playful lilt, "come in."

You turned and walked back inside, your sexy brief panties visible through the material. I quickly glanced about the quiet street wondering who else might have just seen the beautiful vision I just had.

"Coming?"

I quickly came to my senses and followed.

"Where would be best for you, the lounge or the bedroom?"

"Well Ma'am, whichever you would find most comfortable, lying down or seated."

"Fine, the lounge it is then," and again I was following your swaying hips. We turned into a room and you walked across and sat down in the corner of the three seater.

"So, I suppose you know that I am doing this as a surprise for my husband. He told me his fantasy of wanting to be able to suck milk from my tits and, when I looked into it, that's when I heard of your company. How long do you think it will take for my milk to start flowing for him?"

I was now staring at your full plump breasts as they pushed the material out and your nipples craved attention. "That depends on how well you respond to the treatment Ma'am but..."

"Oh please call me Kitty. I'd prefer that while we are doing this."

"Certainly Ma' ... Kitty. Should we get started?" I could feel the lump in my pants from looking at your gorgeous body and tried to keep it hidden from your view - this was most unprofessional behaviour.

"Sure. What do you want me to do?"

"Well if you are comfortable where you are, nothing; we can start straight away."

"Fine, show me what you've got." For a moment I thought you meant my growing erection but then realised, as you patted the seat beside you, you meant my professional services.

I sat next to you and my heart was pounding. I reached out and gently undid the string sash that held your negligee closed and it fell open to completely expose your beautiful mammaries. 

"I will need to just see how sensitive they are - I hope you don't mind?"

"No not at all; actually I love it quite rough when hubby plays with them so you won't need to worry."

"Erm, ... no, it's just that sucking too hard can damage the tissue and slow down the letdown of milk. We don't want that, so it would be good if, during the treatment period, you don't let your husband play too roughly with them. Okay?"

"Oh, okay ... if you say so." You were clearly disappointed.

I reached forward and gently took your right breast into my hand and felt its firmness all around that lovely soft flesh. I allowed my thumb to drag gently around the areola and felt the tiny gooseflesh lumps stand firm against the contact. You were watching intently.

I joked, "You know why it does that don't you?"

You shook your head. "It's for the blind - it's Braille and says 'Suck here'."

You chuckled at the joke but that allowed your breasts to jiggle delightfully and it was then that I tested your nipple by squeezing it between my thumb and forefinger and rolling it around. You gasped at the contact. "Does that hurt?" I enquired, intent on my examination.

"Oh, er ... no," your voice quavered.

I looked up into your eyes and saw you face was flushed. Your arousal was quite clear as your nipples stood out hard atop your breasts. I quickly made the same check of your other breast, leaning across you a little to fully examine you. I noticed that your breath was coming in short gasps and I could easily see that you have very sensitive breasts.

"If you feel ready, we can begin," I said. I realised that my nerves seemed to have gone now that I was at my work but your nerves had clearly risen from the cool calm lady I'd met at the door. Here it goes I thought! I'm about to get paid for something I've loved doing for free for years!

I shifted on the lounge so that I was facing towards you and stretched along its length. I leaned across you so that I could start with your left breast. Lifting it slightly I moved closer and I inhaled all of your womanly scents. It was a heady mix of perfume and your own secret aroma that emanated from just below my arm in your lap. You had your legs crossed in the vain hope I guess that you could keep your secret. I didn't deny you that fantasy. 

Slowly I moved closer and my lips surrounded your nipple and grazed against the bumps of your areola and I snaked out my tongue to wet the surface so that a good contact and suction could be created. Gently at first I nibbled your nipple that was protruding hard into my mouth so that I could roll it around before I gently started to suck it into my mouth. Your breasts were heaving with your breathing coming quickly as your sensitive nub disappeared from your view.

I moved my right hand to cradle and caress the side of your breast just as a baby does when suckling from its mummy. And then I increased the pressure of my suction. Still only directed at the nipple and the tight surrounding flesh. I could feel it swell in my mouth - excellent. 

I detached and looked up to you, a dreamy look glazed in your eyes. Remembering my training to stay objective, I avoided the basic error of asking, "How does that feel?" but went with, "Does that hurt at all Kitty?"

"Oh goodness no!" you sighed.

"That's a great start then; now the other side. Be sure to tell me if you feel any pain in the nipple area. As you can see I won't be using my teeth on you so it should not hurt. If it does we need to stop. Okay?"

You looked dreamily at me and said, "I understand," but I got the feeling you were looking forward to a little pain if it arrived. I moved slightly to gain access to your other breast and as I moved we both looked at your left nipple which remained engorged and red from the small amount of sucking. It really was sensitive which made me feel that I would have you milking within a few sessions.

Again I caressed the side of the breast to hold it in place as I moved my mouth to your pointed peak and sucked it in. Again you sighed. As I increased the pressure I felt your gentle movement and from the corner of my eye I could see your hand caressing your other nipple. You were getting more aroused. It was bad enough that I was rock hard in my pants but now you were clearly getting excited. What would I do? 

Company policy is clear - no sex with clients or we'd lose everyone to angry husbands. I just had to concentrate on the job but I also knew you had a clear view of my pants-covered cock sticking out and, lying on the lounge as I was, there was no way to turn to hide it. 

I increased the pressure again and felt your nipple soften and extend into my mouth. It was a surprise as it was something that can take two or three sessions to achieve. Again you gasped a little as your distended button moved to the back of my mouth as more of your breast disappeared from view. Your bountiful round globes are a tit-sucker's delight.

I stayed in close contact and suckled harder, drawing the nipple deep into my mouth with a steady sucking pressure. Gradually I started to rotate my head to draw more of you in until, even to my surprise your fat swollen nipple was reaching to the back of my throat. I was sucking hard and you were quietly rocking me, your hand now at the back of my head increasing the pressure of my contact. As you pushed harder it became more difficult to breathe through my nose as your abundant tit flesh mashed across my face. You adored having your tits sucked. 

I had to pull away so that I could attend to the other nipple. My estimation of thirty minutes of sucking was almost spot on. Stimulating only one would cause all sorts of milking problems. I pulled back and you released my head. I broke the contact with a loud smacking noise as your inflated and bloated tit popped from my mouth. The perfectly rounded breast with the pert nipple in its centre that I had seen in your profile picture that you had given the boss at your interview, was now a cone shaped reddened point with an areola that had doubled in size during the sucking session. 

I quickly moved to the other nipple and spent the next thirty minutes sucking that one in the same way. You, however, didn't hesitate to push my head into your breast and sure enough the sucking increased. The nipple stretched to fill my mouth and I was in heaven. Only the release of that nectar into my mouth would make this any better. You became restless and it was clear that you were hot physically and emotionally. After thirty minutes I withdrew - much to my reluctance and disappointment as yours, I am sure, and I sat up on the lounge.

There before me was a picture of beauty! A wonderfully endowed woman with her tits bared, her fat engorged nipples stretched and red. If a couple of pale milky drops had appeared at this point I'd have come in my pants. The look in your face, when I finally looked up, was one of agony. You had been squeezing your legs together but now I had moved you had spread them wantonly. The room was filled, once I sat up, with the unmistakable aroma of cunt juice. Those flimsy panties were dark at the crotch.

"You muttered, "Please, could you do me a favour? I know what it said in the contract but I am on fire down here!" you nodded towards your crotch. "I need something to release the pressure. I know you can't have sex, and I don't think my hubby is that open minded that he'd let me fuck you but could you, ... please ... go down on me? I know it's a lot to ask but my tits are so sensitive that I've been on fire since you got here and ... well, your cock certainly seems to suggest your interested."

The boss had said no fucking the clients. She didn't want me to fuck her, just suck her. I spied a loop hole that I figured, if no-one asks: no-one will know. I didn't say a word. I slowly moved around and slid from the lounge to the floor in front of Kitty. She knew I'd agreed. She shuffled forward so that her well spread long legs were leaving her cute backside perched on the edge of the sofa. The wetness of the lounge covering and her panties told me she was telling the truth about being on fire down there. 

I moved in and her aroma overtook my senses. She reached down each side to her hips and then yanked her panties aside. The flimsy material disappeared once she'd undone the side ties. Before me was another picture. Were all my dreams coming true today?

Her shaven pussy showed the most gorgeous and engorged fat outer lips that were glistening with her running juices and the inner folds had protruded, shining in the midday light. I slowly leaned in and tentatively poked my tongue into the lips, sucking the outer lips into my mouth in an intensely sucking French Kiss. I poked my tongue into her inner folds and rotated it around her grasping vaginal walls. She gasped loudly, "Oh my God that feels good! Harder! More!!"

Like on her tits she grabbed the back of my head and dragged me into her. Using my hands to spread her cunt wide, I dove in deeper extending my tongue in and up to try to stimulate that elusive G spot while my fingers diddled her clit. She rocked into my face and continued with all sorts of obscenity, "Aw fuck! That's good. Harder! Bite me!"

I clenched my teeth on her left inner lip and pulled it hard to one side and drilled three fingers into her depths. Her cunt muscles clamped down immediately only increasing the sensation as I thrust my fingers into her gaping hole. I dropped the cunt lips to attack her clit, sucking it as I had her tits. I was determined to get milk of some kind out of this woman and I think she agreed as after only a few seconds of my gyrating sucking mouth on her clit and my fingers delving deep into her she came. 

First it was a clamping on my digits that I thought might break them then the deep guttural, "Ahhhhhh!!!! Oh my God!" and then the gushing spasms of her cunt muscles that sent a spray of her internal juices across my face. I couldn't believe how soaked I was. She whimpered like she was in some ecstatic pain. Then suddenly she pushed me away and I fell backwards onto the floor.

Before I could even start to get up she was above me and looking ravenously at my groin. She pounced on me, her cunt above my face and my arms pinned by her legs. It was not like I was going to fight her off. I felt my zip go down and then her hands in my pants. My engorged cock sprang free into the cool air and was immediately engulfed in a molten mouth as she devoured my length. I had been rock hard for over an hour and sucking tits and a cunt had only made me wetter and more ready. 

She manoeuvred her cunt to my mouth so that I could clean her gaping flaps of the last of the juices. As she drove down the length of my cock she pushed down on my mouth. Our rhythm was quickly established and equally quickly over as I couldn't stand it for long and I erupted deep in her throat. She sucked firmly and took what ever was left of my essence and then she was off me. She rolled over and stood up, amusingly closing her negligee around her.

Delicately she used a finger to gather a drop of my come from her lip and sucked it clean. I was up and able to re-arrange my attire. Nervously she looked down at the floor and then briefly up at me, "Thank you ... er .. um ... for the session. How many do you think it will take?"

"I think you will be a very good milking candidate and possibly only three or four more sessions will see those sensitive breasts fulfilling their duties for you. It will need to be every couple of days as we said, so that you can recover from each session. We can't afford to overdo anything," I smiled, thinking of the wonderful non-sex we had just had!

"I will see you same time on Wednesday, okay?"

"Yes. Thanks."

"I'll see my own way out. Bye."

The Milk of Human Kindness Ch. 02



Two days later you were again my first appointment of the day. I'd had several other clients in between times but none had decided to breach the contract the way you and I had at our first meeting. But then again none, I quickly realised were as attractive as you. It was really a much more mechanical process with them. I was unsure of how this meeting with you would go but I knew I had to try to restrain my reaction to your advances if they happened again.

I stopped outside your house and walked up the path to the front door and rang the bell. After a short wait I heard movement behind the door and then it opened. You peaked around the door to see who it was even though I thought you expected me as arranged. Slowly you opened the door fully and stepped back to allow me in. It was a different lady to the brazen, buxom woman who opened the door to me and the world with her breasts on display two days earlier.

Quietly you murmured, "Hello, come in please." 

You were very differently dressed; no negligee today but a simple navy house dress with a string of buttons down the front that fell to your knee and some nice blue court shoes. Your figure still showed through and your full bust still protruded but the fact that it was covered fully indicated a clear change.

"Hi," I said brightly, trying to ease the atmosphere, "how are you today?"

"Good thanks. Do come in."

I followed as you led the way and we entered the lounge room again, the scene of the crime so to speak. You stood in the middle of the room and I paused at the entry. You had your head down and clearly you were more thoughtful than open, as you were on Monday. You turned towards me and said, "Look, about the other day ..." your voice trailed off.

"It's okay Ma'am. I understand ... and it isn't unusual for someone in this situation to get a little ... erm ... carried away. It is a very personal service that we provide. It is difficult not to get caught in the moment. I must also apologise for over-stepping my duties. I hope you will forgive me?"

I knew by apologising I could take the load of guilt you were feeling away. 

"Oh, no, don't be silly," you responded almost cheerfully, "it just happened. Let's say no more."

"Fine," I replied. "perhaps a fresh start would be helpful. I realised I didn't introduce myself to you the other day, I'm Mark."

With mock formality you shook my hand and said, "Hi Mark, call me Kitty."

"Okay Kitty, so how have you been getting along; any pain?"

"No it's been fine." "That's good news." I moved towards you and asked, "Do you feel ready to start today, or ..."

"No, yes, yes ... I mean of course, yes I am ready. I just feel a little silly about the other day."

I shouldn't have asked but it came out, "Why?"

"Well ... it was so damn hot getting sucked ... and then I got carried away and you were so nice and I shouldn't have asked but I did and then you ..." 

Again your voice trailed away, your head down, looking at the floor. "The thing is I don't know that I can do this without getting hot again. I know I'm not meant to but you suck so well and my tits were like, well ... like they were directly connected to my clit. I know I'm going to get that way again today but I don't want to embarrass you or anything." 

Finally you looked back up into my eyes almost pleadingly.

"Kitty, it's fine. I understand. You tell me what you want and I will help you with the process any way I can. How does that sound?"

"Okay Mark. Thanks."

We moved over to the lounge which I noticed had a cover over the seats to, I assume, either protect the seat upholstery or to hide the evidence. You noticed my stare and chuckled, "I had to tell my husband that I'd spilled a coffee and we'd need to get it cleaned soon. It was soaked!" You smiled.

I laughed, and you relaxed. "Shall we start Kitty?"

"Yes ... thanks. You asked me to tell you what I want. I'd like you to finger me while we do this. I hope you don't mind but that way I will be able to release my pent up emotions easily."

"Of course Kitty," I said but I knew that would only make my arousal more poignant. How was I going to overcome that I wondered. Still the customer is always right so I said, "Let's begin."

You stood in front of me and undid the buttons and allowed the dress to fall in a heap on the floor. Your breasts were scooped up neatly in a lovely full pale blue bra that had scalloped lace along the edges and you wore a matching pair of panties. You reached around behind you and undid the bra as you caught my gaze and looked intently into my eyes as you released your full bosom that stood proud and gently swayed with your slightest movement. You nipples stood out in the cool air and again the areolae were dimpled and aroused.

"Take a seat Kitty, make yourself comfortable."

You took the same position as you had on Monday only you didn't keep you legs together but rather more relaxedly allowed them the part as you sat. I moved to join you on the lounge and already felt the arousal in my pants. I knelt on the lounge facing the back so that I could easily commence with a brief breast exam to make sure that your version of no pain and mine were the same. I briefly rubbed my hands to warm them and then reached across to take your left breast into my encapsulating palms. 

The full double D breasts still felt firm in my hands but as I took your nipple into my fingers I could tell immediately that they were a little more distended than they were when we first started the previous session. This was great news as it meant that your breasts were already starting to accommodate the newly stretched nipple shape that would allow me to suckle you deep into my throat and encourage the letdown of your milk. I moved to your right breast and again found the same sensitivity in your nipple that was the telltale sign of your changing breast form.

Your breath was already coming in short pants as I felt the warmth of your full boobs. "Are you ready Kitty?"

"Oh yes please," you gasped and I moved into the stretched out position so that you could cradle my head to your left nipple but this time I turned a little more. This allowed me to slip my right hand to your knee as I settled and as I moved toward your nipple I slipped my hand along your inner thigh until it met your full mound in your crotch. I licked your nipple and its surrounds in preparation for engaging in the session of stimulating your breast flesh into releasing the hormones that create the milk. My fingers reached your thinly covered pussy lips and immediately encountered the moisture that showed you were indeed aroused.

I latched on to your nipple and immediately felt it soften to my pallet. Rolling my tongue around it to moisten the area and feel the dimples of flesh, I knew you were already relaxing. My fingers worked their way inside your panties and I cupped the fullness of your vagina, those lovely full outer lips that I had sucked and kissed only two days ago were now in my hand and leaking your essential fluid all over my fingers. I drew more of your nipple and breast into my mouth as I increased the pressure on your nipple and I slipped my thumb into your pussy. 

You clamped firmly down on my invading digit but the moisture allowed enough warm lubricant that it just increased the sensation as I firmly pushed into you. I started a steady rhythm of pushing my thumb deeply into your wetness as I pulled hard on your bloated nipple so that I pushed in with my thumb as I pulled out with my mouth. You were gently rotating your hips to increase the contact on my thumb and your cunt was oozing fluid all over my palm and other fingers.

With so much moisture in my palm I knew your arousal was complete. I wondered what reaction I might get if I was a little more adventurous. You had asked me to finger you while I sucked but you hadn't clarified. I continued to suck hard on your nipple and a large portion of your breast was now in my mouth. My left hand was steadily massaging the sides of your tit to encourage the sinews of breast flesh to stretch and move. The more stimulated they were, the quicker your milk would come.

We were ensconced on the lounge and after thirty minutes in which I had maintained a constant thrusting in and out of your wet cunt, I changed to the right tit. You were in a reverie, your head back on the lounge and eyes closed. I guessed you were fantasising about your deepest desire whatever that might be so that you didn't focus on me. As I licked and then latched on to your other nipple I rotated my thumb inside you so that I could also extend my ring finger under you and allow it to test the waters of your anal hole. My initial contact made you flinch, "Mmm, no ..." you murmured and your buttocks closed firmly on the invading digit.

I sucked harder on your nipple, perhaps too hard, and you gasped as I continue rotating my wriggling thumb against your G spot in the upper walls of your soaked pussy. Again I nudged at your back door and slowly massaged the rim of your sphincter. 

Again you responded, "Mmmm nooo ..." but your clenching muscles eased their tension. 

I pulled my finger back along the taut perineum, that tight sensitive flesh between your two holes and I heard the gasp of pleasure. Gathering more moisture that was steadily oozing from between your lower lips and all over my invading thumb, I moved back along that sensitive strip of flesh until I was again rimming your hole. This time, with the lubricant, I was able to increase the pressure on your nipple and the backdoor at the same time and suddenly my finger slipped into you.

You gasped aloud and sat forward and pulled my head harder into your breast as I sucked as much of the bountiful flesh into my mouth as I could. "Ungh ... ahh ... ohh," were the only sounds aside from my suckling as I extended my finger to its first knuckle in and out of your bum. Each invasion felt deeper and soon I had a second wet finger exploring the surrounding flesh as my ring finger pumped steadily up and down.

I decided to try to whole thing and see how you reacted. I withdrew my thumb and finger, gathered the moisture and pushed my thumb directly onto your engorged clit that was standing out from between your inner lips and simultaneously I pushed two juice-slickened fingers deep into your anus.

"Oh my! Oh God!! Sweet Jesus that feels good!"

I knew my answer. I continued pushing in and out of your quickly relaxing sphincter, stretching the softening muscles as you pushed down with your body to impale yourself more on my fingers. Your musky aroma was filling the room as your juices flowed. You continued this motion for a while, building in intensity and speed until you were practically bouncing up and down on the lounge and then it happened. The spasms I was feeling around my fingers and the shudder that went through your whole body as you mashed my face into your tit told me you had come. Your prolonged groan of joy rumbled through the house. 

I was stroking the fullness of your breast and could feel your distended nipple at the back of my throat. Even a glimpse of your other showed the stretched and pointed shape that it changed to from the perfectly rounded globe I had started on. Your clit was hard and reaching out for attention except that, after cumming, the slightest touch made you flinch in painful joy. I knew that the thirty minutes were nearly up and soon this session would end, except that I had a hard cock that was desperate for release from my pants.

Gradually I slowed the movement of my fingers as I eased the suction on your nipple until I allowed them to pop from your two holes and I pulled away from your nipple. You sighed deeply and opened your eyes, again that glazed look of ecstasy on your lovely face. You eased the pull on my head to allow me to sit back on your lap as we both looked at your nipples that protruded like cones from your chest. The redness surrounded half of each breast to show how much I had been able to inhale of each breast during this session. You looked at me a smiled. 

"Thank you," you whispered, "but what about you?" and you glanced at the tent in my crotch. "Please let me help you?"

You reached across the lounge before I could respond and caressed the lump in my pants, stroking my length. I tried to move but you pushed me gently and then said, "Sit up."

I turned around on the lounge and you stood up. I placed my feet on the floor to get up but you pushed my chest back and moved in front of me. We had reversed positions from the other day. You knelt before me and started to open my pants. While you looked down, concentrating, you commented, "That was a bit different .. what you did to me. I've never had someone touch me there before ... it was nice."

By now you had my cock out and in your hand and your were stroking its full length and the accumulated pre-cum had wet my pink head. You leaned forward and I thought you were going to take me in your mouth as you had before but you didn't. You gathered your gorgeous wet breasts that glistened with my saliva and pushed them toward my hard extended cock. 

You kept stroking but you had increased the speed and I could feel your grip increase in pressure as you stripped my foreskin back down my length. You knew that, again, I wouldn't last long after an hour of stimulation and so you kept up that pumping action until you could sense my tensing balls that you had cupped in your other hand, sucking up into my body in preparation for the explosion of my cum. As the first pulse started you leaned in further and captured my cock between the enormous mounds of your tits and played them up and down my length.

I had never tit-fucked a woman before and seeing my cock peeping out between those gorgeous double Ds that I'd been stretching made my orgasm the most gut wrenching I could remember. I took my turn to gasp in delight and disbelief about how intense I was cumming as my semen fired from my tip and splashed firstly on your cheek and then all over your tits and leaked down into your cleavage around my cock. You slowed your pace as I wilted from the experience and soon you were wiping the juices from me and pushing my depleted manhood back into my pants.

"There, we're even!" you said as you smiled up at me. "You should know that my husband is going to have to fuck my brains out as soon as he gets home thanks to you - ... but I forgive you."

I had now had time to recover some of my senses and finished putting everything back in place.

"Well Kitty, I am glad to have helped," I smiled, "and I look forward to seeing you again on Friday."

You just sat back on the floor, your cum covered tits showing and your open thighs revealing the wet red lips of your pouting cunt that had also had a one-hour work out today. "See you later Mark, I hope you don't mind if I don't come to the door," you laughed.

Standing up, looking down at the vision of womanhood I had before me, I said, "See you later Kitty. Take care." And I was gone.



The Milk of Human Kindness Ch. 03



After two visits to help Kitty surprise her husband with her lactating breasts, Mark is becoming very attached to her. The third visit promises to show results soon. 

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I'd had 'Friday on my Mind' but it was no Easybeat melody. Some of the plain Jane's I was sucking to get them milking were really into the business arrangement. One stood up the whole time until I was done. Just get on the tit and get out. But knowing I was coming back to see Kitty made the other clients worth bearing.

As Friday morning neared I knew that I was going to see you again and your wonderful tits would be puffy and full. We might even get a drip or two today, you were so advanced. I was quite skipping along the path as I went to the front door. I knocked and waited, wondering how you would be dressed today - the skimpy negligee or the housedress? I waited and then I heard footsteps. The door opened and there was a man standing there, tall, well-built and quite a good looking bloke and I instantly recognised him from the photos inside as the husband.

"Hello, can I help you?" he asked.

Quickly my training came to the fore. I knew you had stated this was a secret surprise for your husband so I improvised, "Yeah is Jamie in?"

"Who?"

"Jamie ... Jamie Martin. He was supposed to meet me at the shop."

"I'm sorry mate but I think you've got the wrong address .. there's no-one here by that name."

By now you were at his side looking shocked, and in a housedress. One answer I guess.

"Is there a Jamie next door perhaps?"

"No sorry. Just an old lady."

"Oh sorry buddy - must have written his address down wrong or something. Cheers." 

As I turned to go I saw you mouth, 'two hours' to me and I got the message to be back then. I left and went back to my car. A close call but I am sure he's none the wiser. I got on the phone and called Mrs Jenkins, my 11:30 appointment and she was free because her hubby was interstate for a couple of weeks so I went around to her place for the appointment and sorted out an hour on her floppy boobs.

Two hours later I was back and you answered the door in your sexy negligee and quickly ushered me in.

"I am so sorry Mark. He surprised me by taking the day off but he's gone to golf now so he won't be back for hours."

I barely heard the comment as I studied the generous breasts pushing the negligee away from your taut stomach. "Shall we begin?"

"Well yes but you should know that ... um .. well, it's just that having taken the day off we ... um sort of. We had sex and he was sucking my tits." You started to whine like a little girl, "I know you said I shouldn't let him but, well - we just got carried away. It won't do any harm will it?"

I spoke soothingly, "Let me see once we are settled but I don't think it will be a problem. I did notice they look a little puffy. They are growing aren't they?"

"Yes, I have to use the outer clips on my bra and I think the DD cups are becoming a little too small."

"Don't worry. When the time comes I will measure you for a new bra and we can arrange a visit to our shop. It's all part of the service. Now how about we get comfortable? Is there anything you need from me before we start?"

Remembering how horny you were on Wednesday and the way you had asked me to finger you during the session I guessed that you might want that again although you had already had sex with your hubby. I was somewhat surprised then when you said, 

"Well, actually ... there is something. I hope it's not too much but, well ... you know how you did what you did the other day ... I mean ... um... at my back door? Could you do that again ... please ... if you don't mind?"

You had the most gorgeous look of embarrassment on your face and you couldn't see that you were asking a man to finger you while he sucked your tits - I am the luckiest man in the world. I tried not to make it sound that way, "Oh of course Kitty. Please relax. You can ask me anything. Let's sit."

You took your usual place and I leaned over and opened your flimsy negligee. You shrugged it from your shoulders and you were naked on the couch. I could smell the aroma of your sex and wondered what I was about to find. I fondled each breast gently at first and then tested the muscle and sinew and the pliability of the nipple. You eased back into the lounge and closed your eyes and sighed gently as I finished the preliminaries. Soon I was up on the lounge and leaning in to start taking the first nipple into my mouth. I immediately allowed my hand to caress along your thigh towards your moist pussy and as my fingers drew near the outer lips you flinched. 

"No, just the back ... please."

I was curious that you didn't want any other stimulation or preparation but your wish was my command. As I reached under you, you shuffled forward and spread your lovely long legs to grant me easy access to your bum. There was obvious moisture there on your perineum - the aftermath of an orgasm I supposed. Using that fluid as a lubricant I was able to start the massage of your tight rear muscle which gripped at the invading finger but relaxed quickly to allow a little penetration. That first tip moving into your sphincter brought a monumental sigh. You really did love this feeling. 

I suckled on your breast and quickly the flesh had stretched into my mouth and the nipple was lodged at the back of my throat. I had a good clean suction and your breast was melding to the shape of my mouth. Again you sighed but I recognised this as the result of the tingling arousal of your nipple, and the cupping and massaging of your breast confirmed my thought that this tit was indeed bigger as I stretched my mouth wider to capture the broad areola that was clearly darker and bigger as a result of the stimulation. I wondered if hubby had noticed as he sucked.

My finger was snaking into your arse hole and was now a couple of knuckles deep and rotating, massaging the inner walls where earlier today your husband's cock had been only millimetres away inside your other cavity. The tight muscle was stretching and steadily relaxing and allowing the invasion to continue. You were moaning at the feeling and the pressure in your tit.

After a continuous session of sucking you, as I started to move to the other breast, you glanced down at me in that glazed, ecstatic way and simply said, "Do two ... please?"

As I moved in on your other nipple and commenced to vacuum it into my stretched mouth, I slipped a second finger into you alongside the first and you gasped and then let out a long moan as you pushed your hips down to encourage the deeper penetration. You easily accepted the second finger and they were soon pushing deeply inside your dark pleasure. Your breast continued to swell with the attention I gave it and your hand was again at the back of my head holding me to you, pulling me into your very core. I had no doubt that your arousal at the breast was at least matched by the tingling sensation that burned through your hips as I delved my fingers into you. Your body shook as you quaked and put a strangle hold on my digits that were now pressed as deep as they could go into you and wriggling to stretch your girth. 

"Three!" I heard you whisper hoarsely.

There was ample moisture and the third finger slipped in like it had lived there its whole life and I was soon pumping your bum hard and strong and you were quaking and shivering in your excitement. I was wondering if you weren't about to explode in an anal orgasm. I'd heard of these and it seemed like you were about to demonstrate. Your tit was nestled deeply in my mouth and you were panting hard and then I felt and heard you, 

"Ungh ... ohhhh ... oh my God! Ahhhhhhhh!" and my fingers were clenched in a grip that I thought might break them and then you descended from that pinnacle and I kept a slow stroking in and out of you.

Our session time was up and you were clearly a sexual wreck and I assumed that I would have to think of some way to deal with the rock hard cock in my pants as your tit popped sloppily from my mouth. I realised I too had been a little carried away with the intensity of my suckling when I saw the two reddened peaks as I sat back. You sighed and opened your eyes and looked at me. There was a strange twinkle in your eye and you looked down into my swollen lap and smiled cheekily.

"I guess I did that didn't I?"

I laughed, "Ahh, yes, I guess so ... but that is alright." I started to move.

"No Mark, that isn't fair. But there is something I would like you to do for me that might help."

I wasn't going to miss a chance with this stunningly hot lady, "Sure what can I do?"

"Well, it seems, many years ago that ... um ... to keep a girl a virgin for her wedding, the Greeks would only ... erm ... 'take advantage' of her one way as that wasn't considered to be 'having sex' - that's why they call it Greek. So I guess our contract would still not be broken if you were to ... erm ... do me that way. Would you mind helping me try it?"

Was she kidding? Here I am getting a history lesson from this hottie who wants it up the bum after I've already loosened the back door! We'd done everything except fucking traditional style and she was worried about the contract? "Sure .. of course I'll help you!"

I tried to sound relaxed and professional and I am sure I failed 100%!

I was out of my pants in a second and Kitty simply rolled around on the lounge so that her butt was in the air and her face towards the armrest. I moved in behind her. "What about lubricant Kitty?"

She spoke over her shoulder, "Don't worry I am sure I am still pretty wet down there but use some spit if you need to."

I moved behind her and there were the glorious glistening holes of this woman's being, her wondrous labia majora inflamed and wet and above those lovely lips her still open hole where my fingers had been working only minutes before.

My cock was straining straight and hard and I thought briefly, she wants me to take her bare back, still we haven't used any protection so far. I moved closer between her spread thighs and saw that winking hole. I leaned forward and gently kissed her perfect rounded and firm buttock.

"Ummm," she moaned.

I poked my tongue out and gently traced the rim of her sphincter and tentatively nudged it into her open hole, "Ooh yesss!" leaked from her buried face.

I slid my tongue around her and across her perineum, that tight wrinkled flesh that holds a million nerve ending, "OOOOOhhhh!!!" 

And I thought what the hell and I plunged it between those closed fat wet lips of her cunt and into her. Immediately she yelped, "Noooo!" and clamped her cunt shut on my probing tongue but it was too late as I tasted the salt as her clamping expelled her husband's remnant cum onto my tongue. The hot tangy mixture of her juices and his cum was a nectar I couldn't believe could taste so good! I held her hips and buried my face into her to suckle the last drops, slurping them from her now gaping womb as she wailed her protest only to immediately change to moaning approval as I cleaned her completely. 

"Oh my God that is so hot! Suck me! Get it all!"

My cock was twitching with insane arousal. I sat up, dribbled some of the silken mixture onto my palm and stroked it along my cock before pointing it to the holy grail before me and pushing into Kitty's anus. "Ohhhh ... YESSSS!"

I slipped straight in with little resistance and I was soon pumping into her fast, slamming my thighs against her bum cheeks and she shifted to lift up onto all fours doggy style and I could feel my balls slapping against her wet cunt as she pushed back against my inward thrusts. 

"Oh my God - your balls! More!!"

I moved into the doggy position over her back and buried my cock in her bum, repeatedly slipping it out to its full length and slamming it back in to her appreciative murmurs, moans and groans as they built to a crescendo. I reached around and found her pendulous full tits swinging below her with our motion, each inward pump swung the tits out and back from her face making me wonder if she could, or had, been sucking her own tits. I grasped those full melons in my hands as I pumped harder and I felt the moisture from each tit streaming into my palms. The warm fluid lubricated my massaging hands as I spread and coated Kitty's big tits and tried to tug on her nipples despite the slippery wetness.

"Oh God! You're milking Kitty!" I howled as I exploded inside her anal chute, spilling my cum to mix with the potion of her and her husband's juices we'd used as lubricant. She clamped down hard on my invading manhood to the point that I could barely move it and she slumped forward and screamed into the pillow of the armrest as her anal orgasm rocked her world.

Thank God for the pillow or the neighbours would have invaded fearing a murder. Again an hour of arousal and an explosive orgasm left me depleted and my wilting cock soon slipped from Kitty as she fell away beneath me. I fell into the lounge and she rolled over.

"That is the biggest orgasm I have ever had!"

"Well I think it is safe to say you are a natural at anal sex!"

"What made you suck me clean? That was so hot!"

"It just happened and yes it was hot. I think that last bit of extra arousal is why your tits are leaking a little."

For the first time she looked down and saw the faint smear of the pale milky fluid that coated her nipples and she gently scraped a finger across her boob and brought it to her mouth to taste the life-giving nectar. "Umm!"

"Don't over do it but, now the milk is starting to come, we should see quick results. You want to still keep this a secret from Hubby?"

She nodded. Internally I was laughing - the milk or my fucking in the arse?

"Then he can't touch you for the next couple of days. You will only leak a little, but for a lot of the time. Just add a couple of soft cotton pads to the inside of your bra to soak it up and protect your clothes. I think one more session will see you letdown your milk and then he will be able to keep you going from there, okay?"

"You're the doctor, Mark," she giggled.

We got up from the lounge and I dressed.

"I think I might need a shower before he gets home." 

I thought about the semen oozing from her backside that I had just deposited and I agreed, "Probably a good idea. Now what time Sunday?

"Oh God! We have people staying all weekend - that's why he took the day off."

"Okay then, Monday? But you will have to keep massaging the girls to keep them from drying up. Can you do that without spoiling the surprise?"

"Yes, I will be careful."

"Fine Kitty, I will see you on Monday at 10. Bye."

"Bye Mark ... and thanks. You have no idea the world you opened for me today. Thank you!"

She kissed me on the cheek and I was gone - and already pondering what else could happen on Monday!



The Milk of Human Kindness Ch. 04



Everyone knows that even the very best dreams eventually come to an end. It was with this thought in mind that I approached Kitty’s house on the Monday morning. Having been with her three times last week and seeing how quickly she had started to lactate as a special surprise for her husband, I knew that it was likely that after today my services would no longer be needed. She was quite the most effervescent and excitable lady I had ever known in my not too extensive experience. I guess it was as much that she had been my first ever client with Milkers R Us that gave her a special place in my mind and heart. And the fact that we had been fucking like rabbits after every session … in one way or another.

Still the job was ahead of me and I fully expected that she would have let down her milk almost completely over the weekend just with her own stimulation, having leaked heavily on Friday. She would no longer need me as hubby would pick up the reins so to speak. After today I would be concentrating on the other rather thankless clients I had and probably filling the gap in the schedule vacated by Kitty with some new client. The world moves on I guess and we weren’t short of requests for our services at MRU. I’d never have thought it was such a lucrative business.

Driving to her house I knew I had to put aside my misery to make the session as successful as all the others. I pulled up outside and wandered to the door with my bag. Today I would almost certainly need my supplies. As I approached the small raised verandah the door opened. Oh my God! There she was in plain view, her boobs bursting from her too small bra and a pair of lace panties that barely hid the outline of her finely sculpted thighs and loins. Having scanned her form, I looked up into her eyes and saw the pain in her expression.

“Oh Mark! Thank God you’ve arrived!” she blurted out.

I quickly entered the hallway and she closed the door behind me as I enquired, “What’s wrong Kitty?” hearing the concern I my own voice.

“It’s the pain Mark! They hurt so much!” she sobbed. “It’s got steadily worse since yesterday.”

“Come on Kitty, let me see what’s wrong,” I responded what I hoped was tenderly.

She rushed into the bedroom, her now huge tits bouncing with every step despite being gathered loosely in the bra that was ill suited to the task anymore. As she walked she whimpered in pain. I followed her into the familiar room and dropped my bag on the floor as I watched her climb onto the bed. Once ensconced she reached behind her to unfetter the girls and, in this light, I could now see that her bra was soaked through. As the cups fell from her breasts they sagged forward with their added size and weight and, immediately that they were exposed to the air, they started to leak steadily.

“My goodness Kitty, they are full,” I exclaimed, a little relief in my voice as I realised the situation. 

She was in no danger, she just didn’t know what to expect in the three days since I was here last. Perhaps the fact that we were too busy having wonderful sex meant that I hadn’t done my job quite well enough in explaining to her what would happen if she kept massaging all weekend without expressing as well. I felt the pangs of guilt but I knew I could redeem the situation quite quickly.

“”Ohhh it hurts! Do something!” her voice dragged me back to the moment.

“Sorry Kitty but it’s alright. It’s good news and bad news. Your milk is producing quickly but your breasts are still developing the shape and strength in their sinews to hold the added weight. You will get used to it quickly but you will also have to regularly get rid of the extra milk by getting hubby involved or by expressing it yourself. You can get a pump to help, but for today I am here. Okay?”

She nodded with a wan smile and her tits jiggled before my eyes. I was fucking her from behind the other day when I felt her leaking. Today I would get my first, and probably last, taste judging by the dilemma I found her in. Easing my way onto the bed beside her I did a cursory visual check. Her distended nipples and enlarged areolae told me her milk was well on its way. The tell-tale veins running across under the surface of her translucent skin said her tits were growing. That was painfully obvious to us both when I considered the DD bra she was trying to use had barely kept the pair in and certainly offered no real support. My quick guess was she was now close to an F cup but we would check that later.

I reached out to gently check for the tenderness I knew would be present. I wasn’t surprised when she jumped at the contact and a little spray of thin fluid leapt from her nipple across my hand. 

“Sorry Kitty,” I apologised for the pain I’d caused.

“Oh please just hurry and do something!” she both pleaded and demanded.

I leaned over and as gently as I could I covered her nipple with my mouth and sucked slowly. I was immediately rewarded with a thin flow of the sweet and strong tasting first fluid ever taken from this woman. She gasped a little in the initial contact but it was a mix of pain and release. I sucked a little harder and the stream developed into a steady flow that filled my mouth and my senses, the warm tit flesh at my face and the long fat nipple partly filling my mouth. I gently caressed the side of the breast and fell into a reverie as I joined with her in this intimate connection. In my mind I knew that there was a hormone at work here that made Kitty want this connection – the mothering instinct – while all her other hormones cried out for sexual fulfilment. But first the pain needed to be removed so I slowed down once I could feel the tight flesh ease to a pliable warmth in my hand. I knew she needed the other breast relieved before we could take the feeding further.

Switching to the other side and lying across her lap, she cradled me to her nipple and instantly that I latched on she cooed her release of tension. Barely a minute had gone by on each breast and it was a different woman now holding me as I could hear her sighs and feel her breathing deepen as she cradled me to her. I pulled away momentarily.

“Does that feel better?”

“You have no idea Mark!”

“Good but you mustn’t let them get that full again,” I said looking up into her serene face, “For a while you will find it painful as your breasts accommodate the changes but you will soon find the pain is almost gone. Okay?”

“Sure, I understand,” she smiled, all the anguish now gone from her glowing smile, “but you aren’t finished are you?” she added eagerly.

“No Kitty, I just wanted to ease your pain first. I will empty each one this morning but you must understand that we have tricked your body into believing you have a baby to take care of, so you will keep producing at least as much as it would need and it would feed every few hours normally. You will have to plan your day a bit around this if hubby isn’t here to help you. That’s why I mentioned the pump.

“Fine, I understand but … we can talk about that later can’t we?” her eyes and voice begged. 

I smiled and returned to my most pleasurable duty. I leant back down to the mountainous peak before me and sucked in the nipple and proceeded to add pressure to my suction so that the nipple would distend further into my mouth and the flow would increase. It was quickly a steady stream and I could feel her flesh wilting as her ducts emptied their treasure into my stomach. Obviously so early in letting down she wasn’t yet producing her maximum but if this was any indication, she would be making plenty of milk soon, certainly more than her husband would be able to help with once at night.

As her left breast gave its last dregs I could sense rather than see a distinct change in Kitty’s body language. My face was pulled in close to her breast and held firmly to her tit while her legs had splayed across the bed opening access once again to her nether regions. As I pulled away to change sides and see the reddened and swollen nipple and its puffed and dimpled brown surrounding skin slip from my mouth, Kitty sighed deeply, “Finger me … please?” she begged dreamily.

Her wish … my command; what else could a man do? As I latched on to her right nipple, I slid my hand along her thigh and again a sigh as she dragged me into her full bosom, smothering my face with her fleshy boob. My hand quickly found the heat of her thigh increasing until, like a stray straw in a camp fire, I followed its heat into the inferno. She was a molten mess beneath her skimpy panties that I pushed aside to find her open wet pussy coated in her juices. My own enjoyment of this sensation translated to an increase in my sucking and her vocalising her joy, “Oh yessss!”

Her rapture showed as her nipple flooded my mouth which was when I felt her squeezing her breast to increase the flow. My fingers slipped easily into her fleshy folds and I found her swollen clit with my thumb. First contact brought a yelp of joy as she clamped hard on my fingers which only served to increase their effect as her well-lubricated lips didn’t hold them out. My internal massage was making her breathing ragged and her breast was coming to an end of its supply. I could now feel the looseness in the skin that told me the mammary glands were temporarily empty. She knew as she slowly eased the pressure to hold me to her.

“That felt so good! Will you help me again Mark?” she said softly as she looked distractedly down into my eyes. Right now I was hers; there was nothing I wouldn’t do. I think she knew that was the case as she didn’t wait for an answer but simply said, “Lie flat on the bed beside me please?”

She shuffled away slightly as I rolled from her breasts and lay flat, facing the ceiling. She moved quickly and decisively, throwing her leg across my chest and turning to sit up. Within seconds her open smooth cunt lips were in my view as she straddled my head and began to lower herself to my face. She was upright holding the headboard and facing the wall. Kitty’s wetness dripped a trail on my neck and chin as she got closer to my reaching tongue and then we were one as she pushed down and I plunged in, my probing appendage spearing into her open hole, roaming around and sampling the delectable flavours of womanhood.

“Oh yes please!! More … deeper!” she growled above me as she increased the pressure sitting on my face by rotating her hips. The bed squeaked and, with her rhythmic movements and her gyrations, she pushed me into the mattress in an ecstatic prison between her thighs.

“I love these huge tits! Tongue me more Mark!”

I could only imagine the view of those gorgeous rounded globes bouncing in time to her movements above me while all I could do, pinned beneath her, was reach up behind her and try to steer her hips so that the occasional gap allowed me to suck in some air. The flood of her juices continued as she now focused her movement to grinding her clit against my nose while I probed her inner walls. It was hard to breathe but I couldn’t care less if this was how I was to die, wrapped entirely in this woman. Everything about her being told me her orgasm was imminent – her flow of juice, her voice and breathing and the way she ground hard into my face. And then she froze! I couldn’t see anything but I could paint this picture. My mind’s eye told me from experience all I needed to know.

Her long slim body was frozen in pleasure, her tits still bouncing and rising with her short sharp breaths as her face was aglow in a dream with her mouth agape screaming a silent prayer of thanks to the universe. I continued to probe and lap at her inner folds only now she winced as I came near her button of pleasure, so sensitive immediately after her orgasm. And then she released all the tension in her body and a guttural sigh of joy emanated from her telling me she was in heaven.

Shortly she lifted from me to release me from my trap. I kissed her thigh as it swung away and she fell to the bed beside me.

“I don’t believe how hot that sucking makes me! I’ve done it to you again haven’t I?” she giggled a little nervously. She was again referring to the tent in my pants that told her this whole thing was sexy as Hell.

“Do all your clients react like me? You must be exhausted!”

I had to laugh and muttered, “Client confidentiality Kitty. I don’t kiss and tell.”

“Hmm I think I knew that when I first saw you.” 

She leaned over and kissed me gently, quickly breaking off, “Gee I taste sweet! She exclaimed with a chuckle.

“Yes you do, at both ends. Your body chemistry is definitely changing,” I remarked.

“So how can I help you now?” she asked, looking knowingly at my erection.

“I believe a gentleman allows the lady to …”

“Oh I’m no lady – you know that. Let’s face it I’m a bitch in heat when you suck my tits and you have had me in every hole. Do my arse for me again … please kind sir?” she mocked and she was upon my pants zip in a second.

Quickly we were both naked and Kitty was stroking my chest, feeling my nipples. They stood up to her attention.

“Wow they’re sensitive aren’t they? Jim’s just sit there but yours are begging to be sucked,” and she leaned over to draw one into her mouth and soon she was returning the favour I had done her a short while before. My nips have always been tender and that’s probably why I had such an affinity for the job. They ached as she played with one, rolling and tweaking it, and suckled the other. Running her tongue around and feeling the tightness of my areola on her lips, she got carried away and I arched up off the bed to meet the heavy suction she provided, my cock straining and leaking seminal fluid.

“Oh my!” she gasped as she released my nipple. I looked into her glazed eyes again and could tell she was aroused. She was flustered but turned and reached into the bedside table and brought out a tube of lube. Soon she was stroking my hardness with the cool greasy fluid, her petite hand sliding up and down with her fingers encircling my girth and dragging the meaty foreskin back to expose the mushroomed, sensitive head. She watched her actions intently for a while feeling the tension growing in my tool until she looked into my eyes and simply said, “Please?”

She released me and turned to arrange herself on all fours on the bed. I sat up and moved into position behind her. I started to caress her hips as I moved closer and then took some of her juices to insert in her backdoor to make access easier. I started to massage and coat the tiny bud in the centre of her firm bum cheeks.

“No!” she said, “Just do me. I don’t mind if it hurts.”

I took her at her word and I took her. 

Pushing my firm swollen knob to her cheeks I found the tight puckered opening; lifting up I was able to aim my shaft at her centre and pushed in past the resisting muscle.

“Ahhh!” she winced at the burning pain of my insertion but she simultaneously pushed back into me to get my whole cock as deep as she could on that first thrust. That action in itself was so incredibly erotic that I just leaned my body weight into her, the hard girth penetrating her, stretching her tight grip on me until I had bottomed out. Sliding in like that she had been clamping and releasing me with her over-worked muscles the whole time, the searing pain wracking her body as she cried, “Aaah! Ungh! Ugh!” 

I nestled deep inside Kitty’s rear sheath until I was ready to move and then I withdrew and plunged back in again. Pounding her sphincter that clutched at my cock, it took only a few strokes to find her brown eye wide open and watching me invade her. Normally one to take time and care, I had never experienced this primal instinct to just take her. It was invigorating; I tingled from the contact and I was quickly losing control.

Soon I was pumping hard and fast into Kitty and she was again burying her face in the pillows as she screamed her arousal, shoving back in response to every powerful shafting I delivered. The heat of the moment and her internal flame threw me into her with abandon, our thighs slapping together in animal lust. As I maintained the long strokes in and out of her shit chute, I leaned in to capture her swinging melons and squeezed and pulled those wonderful nipples that flooded my hands with the renewing nectar … and quickly I flooded her.  It was the most intense orgasm she had given me, every nerve ending of my being wrenched me into ecstasy as I grunted and roared my release into her backside as each paroxysm of pleasure fired my load of cum into her hot, tight hole. My stomach muscles clenched and cramped in the spasming exhaustion. The taboo of anal sex … with a client … when I was her first, and not her husband, just endeared her to me more. I wanted her – I’d just had her and I would soon be leaving. That thought more than anything made me wilt quickly after coming. I slipped from her behind and fell to the bed, spent. She was quickly nestled beside me.

“I love that so much! You have no idea what you have done for me in this last week or so. Thank you,” and she kissed me softly and sensuously. This was not a passionate, out of control kiss; was she feeling the same way? It was a line I could not cross no matter what my feelings, not if I wanted to keep this job.

We lay there comfortably in each other’s arms casually and naturally stroking and caressing each other. I realised that time was escaping me as I had another client in about an hour. I started to move to get up and Kitty moaned dreamily in that pleasant after sex atmosphere. I had a job to do so it was me who had to take the initiative.

“Kitty,” I whispered, “I need to go soon but there are some things I’d like to show you. Can you sit up please?  

She moaned her assent and shifted to sit upright. I quickly got up and jumped back into my clothes constantly conscious of the close attention she paid my every movement. As I looked back I saw that she sat leaning on one hand, the full expanse of her bust proudly on display to me. God I wish I could take that photo!! She read my mind, “Got a camera on your phone Mark?  Seems only fitting that you take a trophy for your … our suck-cess!” she giggled, deliberately emphasizing the separate syllables of her last word. 

“Are you sure Kitty? You don’t mind?”

“I trust you Mark. I’m sure it won’t appear on the net until I put it there when you send me a copy. In fact, after I have told Jim, I might even let you use it in your advertising as a success story!” she laughed.

I found my bag and quickly rummaged around until I found my cell phone. I snapped a few shots and showed them to her for approval and she arranged herself in a couple of poses until she found a shot she liked. “There, done!” she said matter-of-factly, “Now what is it you wanted to show me?” she queried.

Sitting on the side of the bed I opened the bag and pulled out a few items. “Here you go Kitty, a couple of little gifts to help you out. These are nursing pads to stop the milk ruining your clothes. Slip them inside your bra. This is a sample pack of six but we sell bulk packs at cheaper than retail rates from our office.”

“Thanks!” she exclaimed with a chuckle, “I can throw away that stupid paper towel I was using!”

I had to laugh with her. “These are catching-cups that you can use during the day while at home. Here’s how they work.” I leaned forward to demonstrate, not really expecting success. “You wear these inside your bra while you are home; see how the cap has a little drainage hole in the side? Always keep that pointed up.”

I placed the domed cup over her nipple and its hole almost covered her expanding areola, “Ooh!” she murmured at the contact. Instantly she released a small spray of that sweet nectar which, under pressure, I could hear hiss as it splashed against the inside of the cup before it dribbled down the clear plastic to be captured in the round reservoir at the bottom. 




The Milk of Human Kindness Ch. 04



“Oh my Mark!” she gasped as a second spray more forcefully hit the plastic cup. “That feels so good!”

I held it in place while she continued to spontaneously release the streams of milk into the cup. It was only designed to capture about fifty millilitres at a time – about two medicine cups worth! If Kitty kept up the leakage like this she’d need a bigger cup. I removed the cup to show her how it worked and she gasped as another spray arced out over her lap, “Ooh!”

I turned the cup to show her and explained, “You can then just pour this into a container through the drain or …”

She quickly took the plastic gadget from my hand and, perusing it briefly, found the drain and tipped it to her mouth throwing her head back to drink the warm fresh fluid. 

“OH MY GOD! That is wonderful!!!” Kitty dropped the cup in her lap and reached down to lift her teat up and sucked it into her mouth. The slurping sucking noise told me she hadn’t fully latched on but she was clearly getting something as she pulled on her nipple. Just watching her do this so unexpectedly, had me hard in my pants in a second. She dropped her breast and, a little embarrassed at her own lustful act, whispered, “Sorry but it tastes so great!”

“I understand Kitty. That’s fine and perfectly natural in these circumstances. You are going to have plenty of milk to spare don’t worry. Now, about your bra? You will obviously need a new one … or few I’d imagine. I will measure you now and you can take the information to any bra shop to get what you need. We, of course, have a wide range of well-priced brands at our store if you would like to shop there.”

“I like that you put yourself last; I might come there first … if you will be there to help me choose?”

“Just phone for an appointment and the girls will make sure I am available if you ask for me. Now let’s see what you need.” 

I took the tape measure out of the bag and a note pad to jot the details. “It’s a well-known fact that 80% of women wear the wrong size bra because they never get fitted properly. Even seeing you the other day in your DD I noticed a little pillow top over the upper part of the cup and, since then, well … you have developed! Let’s see what you need.” 

I sidled over and looped the tape around her back and captured it to bring the end above her firm protruding bosom, “Aha … 32 inches.”

Then I took a measure under her boobs, slipping the tape down over her firm pointing nipples, and pulling it snugly around her ribs before releasing it to read, “Good also 32 inches.

“Now the real test Kitty!” and she smiled, enjoying the personal attention, as I took the tape and again stretched it around her and across her back and over her full breasts at their biggest point, across her nipples. Making it snug so that my two fingers could comfortably sit just inside the tape I checked the measure, “39 and half inches.”

“You my dear have to get your girls into an F or G cup, depending on the brand!”

“Oh my God, I knew they’d grow but that’s huge!” she laughed.

I was about to comment about how they were still beautiful when we heard an odd noise and the bedroom door swung open,
“WHAT THE FUCK’S GOING ON HERE?”

Jim had returned unexpectedly and was standing menacingly in the door. Perusing the scene from his perspective, well, I was in deep shit! There I am fondling his wife’s tits while she sits up naked in bed. Looking at him, I knew he was tall and well-built but now looking at him I had to add intimidating to the list of adjectives.

“Jim? What are you doing home?” Kitty started to query.

“FUCK THAT! WHAT’S HE …” suddenly he broke off as I could see the dawning of recognition in his face. One of the biggest occupational hazards was about to be fulfilled – getting a right walloping from a jealous husband. The worst thing was, if I fought back and won, I’d definitely lose the client. Totally a lose-lose situation. The rule was just take it and leave and hope the wife feels sorry enough to minimise the damage.

“YOU … FROM THE OTHER DAY!” He stepped into the room towards me … us on the bed.

“JIM!! It’s not what you think!” Kitty’s shrill cry stopped him momentarily, enough to get off another sentence before the onslaught continued, “He’s here to help me with a surprise for you!”

I didn’t feel that really helped!

“SURPRISE! TOO RIGHT I’M FUCKING SURPRISED!” he roared as he came closer, his sledge hammer sized fists now clenched and ready to do some serious damage.

“NOOO! It’s NOT that! He just measured me for a new set of bras … and he has been helping with another surprise for you too.”

He seemed to pause as if this was starting to sink in a little through the miasma of angry thoughts. Of course I don’t think any of these arguments would have worked if he had popped home let’s say twenty minutes before when I was pounding his wife in the arse. But I was in no rush to add the detail just yet. Amazing what self-preservation instincts can do for you!

“What?” he said, more puzzled than angry. “Cover yourself up Kit!”

“Well he could hardly measure if he couldn’t see, could he!” she said sharply, going on the offensive a little, but also lifting the sheet up to her chin. Good on you Kitty! I’ll just shut up until I absolutely have to speak.

“And, besides the bras, I hired him to help me with a little project as a big super-surprise for you which you have gone and spoiled by coming home early and ruining everything!” 

She’d turned on the tears and he was putty. I could see the wind leave his sails; the hands opened, the shoulders dropped and I knew I was safe when he muttered, “Look I’m sorr …”

The stunned silence froze everything in the room and I dared to look up at him. A smaller dog always cowers and avoids eye contact to escape being savaged by a bigger dog – it works for people too sometimes. I caught his gaze and turned to see where he was looking. Beside me on the bed was the seated form of Kitty, beautiful as ever. The sheet up to her neck and the two darkly sodden patches of cotton in front of her nipples as she spontaneously leaked while talking to him. His eyes widened.

Kitty glanced down and saw that he knew.

Briefly he flared again, “Are you pregnant?”

“Of course not you goose!” she laughed again easing the tension a little, “Mark has been helping me to get the milk flowing. I’ve been watching you for months whenever we go to your sister’s place and she feeds little Peter. You can’t take your eyes off her tits. I knew it wasn’t the tits because mine are much bigger than Jenny’s. Then I realised it was the milk.”

Jim was listening but still just staring at the increasing size of the wet patch, mesmerised. I was in no danger any more.

“Then when I checked your browser history and saw all those stories and pictures you’d downloaded I knew it was your biggest fantasy. I employed Mark to make it a reality. You should thank him. He has been an absolute professional!”

If she kept this up, I’d be leaving with a medal and a reference!

He glanced my way briefly, “Sorry,” he muttered, “I guess I was just …but how did you help her?”

Time to speak! Here we go – good luck! “Well, we are trained to use massage and stimulation but ultimately nature knows best.”

I hoped that he got the inference without it being spelled out.

“Oh goodness Jim! What do you think? I had him massage and suck my tits until the milk came and today it has come just about completely,” she said joyfully, “Isn’t that right Mark?”

“Yes!” I joined enthusiastically hoping he could see an end to my intrusion, “Kitty’s gift for you is definitely ready. You will be able to enjoy it together for a long while to come.”

“Erm … thanks, I guess,”

“Look, I will see myself out so that you two can talk, okay?” I said as I stood up and gathered my bag, odds and ends. “Come, Jim, sit here with Kitty and she will tell you more.”

Kitty smiled up at me and dropped the sheet and Jim robotically moved to sit next to her, his eyes not leaving the glistening globes of her moist bosom. A quick flick of her head told me to get out while the getting was good as she took his hand and raised it her nearest nipple and instantly the spray coated his fingers and he gasped.

I escaped, relieved that I was still in one piece but knowing also the loss of this special lady in my life. I decided I would give her a call the next day to make sure all was okay. I was dejected about that thought as I made my way to my next appointment. Logically the odds of me finding clients attractive, given the intimate nature of what I do, were pretty high. I would just have to find ways to cope with the regular loss. I suppose there was always some hope of some after sales service. I guess I would have to just wait and see.




The Milk of Human Kindness Ch. 05



I wandered in to work on Tuesday morning pondering what surprises the day might hold in store for me. I was still disappointed at the thought that I would probably no longer see Kitty after last night, my first and favourite client and greatest success when it came to getting her to produce milk. After only four sessions she was producing a steady stream that I knew would only increase with more stimulation, but her husband walking in on us just as I'd finished measuring her for a new bra to accommodate the dramatically bigger boobs she'd developed, certainly seemed to be the end of a beautiful friendship. Well not so much friendship but definitely a relationship. Kitty got extremely horny every time I visited and one thing had always led to another. But that was gone and I would have to take solace in looking after my three other clients and seeing to their needs.

"Hi Sue, any messages?" I asked our receptionist as I entered the offices of Milkers R Us.

"Hi Mark," she replied brightly, "a couple for you." Sue, a pretty, rather busty 25 year old was a good advert for our business as the front line to meet customers. She busied herself sifting through the notes to find my messages, "Here you go, have a nice day!" she smiled.

"Thanks Sue. You too."

I read the messages - great a cancelation from Mrs Monotony ... oops, Nowotny. She was the boring vinegar tits who made me stand up while I performed my services. God knows why she wants to milk as she doesn't seem to enjoy getting her tits sucked. The other brightened my whole day! Kitty was coming in at 10 o'clock to have the bra fitting I'd recommended. Out with Monotony and in with Mammaries! I was excited just at the thought of seeing her again - at least I'd find out what her husband's reaction had been. I had an hour to fill before she arrived so I went into the fitting room and started to browse the collection to decide what I thought she would like - some for daily wear and some for a bit of sexy fun and perhaps a couple of maternity ones just in case she needs the easy access to express her spare milk. Her husband, Jim, wouldn't be there during the day and I still wasn't sure if Kitty realised how much milk she was likely to produce.

It wasn't long before a call came through to say that she was in the reception. I went to meet her and the butterflies were back in my stomach just like the first day I met her. Silly I know after all we had done together in the last week and a half but there it was! I suppose I was really nervous about what had come in the aftermath of my lucky escape yesterday after her husband had walked in on us - fortunately 'relatively innocent' just having finished a session. I entered reception and there she sat in a rather figure hugging dress that only further accentuated the huge bust line she now had. Seated side on to me, I could clearly see she was in desperate need of support and, it also appeared, emptying, as her tits strained within their confines. She turned and looked at me and again that pained expression I saw in her face yesterday was back. She got up as I approached and she walked and bounced towards me. 

"Hi Mark. Is there somewhere we can talk please?"

"Sure, of course. Come this way," and I turned and led her through to the office area where no doubt she would have had her initial meeting with one of the sales people to arrange her contract with us. I found an empty consultation room and we went in. Once seated I asked, "What's the problem?"

"I think you know the answer Mark. I'm too full again and ... well .. you see, Jim tried but he ...uhm ... he just couldn't get it the way you do. He got a little and he thought it was fantastic so the surprise worked great but he just didn't take enough."

She winced in pain as she explained, that little embarrassed lilt in her voice. 

"When was that Kitty?"

"Yesterday, after you left ... and again last night ... ha ha, and again this morning," the nervous giggle betrayed her pain in favour of how much fun she was having with her surprise for Jim.

"Did you try to express the excess yourself?"

"Yes but it doesn't seem to flow; just a couple of sprays and then a dribble, so not much came out and then it was just too tender to try any more."

"I see. You will find that by the end of the week you will have completely letdown and it will flow harder. Lots of mums find they start feeding slowly but it builds up and I can promise you, you will have plenty of milk to give."

"Can you help me today Mark please?" the soulful puppy eyes did their job but weren't really necessary; I'd jump at any chance to suck these lovely melons of their nectar.

"Of course I can. Come down the hall with me to the Lactation Room and I will show you the pumps I was telling you about and I will arrange a demonstration for you straight away. How's that?"

"Oh that would be fabulous," she said as she rose and came around the desk to the door. I opened it and led the way. Just as I entered the hallway I heard Penny, one of the technicians ask, "Oh Mark, if you are going into The Dairy could you count the number of spare bottles for me please?" 

Sternly I glared at her as I continued walking and Kitty appeared behind me, "Sure Penny, I'm just going to the Lactation Room now," I emphasised, "I will let you know."

Penny looked embarrassed as she looked at Kitty and then back to me, "Thanks," she muttered and then mouthed 'sorry!' when Kitty wasn't looking, and then she was gone. 

"Hmmm 'The Dairy' ... is that what you call it here?" Kitty asked with laughter in her voice.

It was my turn to be embarrassed, "Well ... yes, it is the casual term we use but normally we try to avoid any clients hearing it. Not very professional of her was it?"

"I suppose not but at least it is honest. No use trying to hide what you do is there? I suppose if this is The Dairy, that makes me ... umm ... one of the cows???" She laughed out loud. "I think you know me well enough to know I don't have too sensitive a set of sensibilities Mark! But I do need your help right now!"

"Sure. Come this way," and we proceeded down the hall a few yards until we got to the door marked 'Lactation' and I opened the door and we walked in. No-one was there so we had the room to ourselves for a while at least. "Here, take a seat," I said as I led Kitty to one of the armchairs at the side of the room and then I wheeled a milk pumping trolley over beside her. She was scanning the room, seeing its hospital style décor - all white and sterile - and she was clearly full of questions.

"Why four chairs?"

"We often have a few ladies at a time who come in for a session on the pump as they donate their excess milk."

"What do you do with the excess, throw it out?"

"Goodness no. We donate it to the local maternity hospital. There are quite a few mothers who can't produce enough milk for their babies, particularly when there are twins, triplets, etc. but also, sadly some mums just don't produce milk at all and the baby needs milk. We freeze it and deliver it to the hospital - that's why there were all those health questions on the initial interview."

"Wow, I didn't think of this as a community service," she giggled again, "but it makes good sense really. Okay, so what do I do now?"

"If you open your dress I will get this ready."

Kitty started to undo the string of buttons on the front of her dress and her bust proceeded to explode from the garment. I set up the pump and put clean bottles into the flow capture and plugged it in to the power. Looking back at Kitty, her breasts were bulging over her bra cups as she leaned forward to shrug off her dress so she could undo the bra. Soon she was topless and her enormous mammaries were leaking before my eyes. I spotted the pads in her bra and thought it was nice to see she had appreciated the little gift. I offered her a small sheet to cover herself up in case someone came in.

Rather boldly she stated, "No, don't worry about that, I want to see what happens."

Switching on the pumping machine, it hummed into life as I took the two funnel-like cups and made sure the hoses weren't tangled before I gently massaged her left nipple to increase the moisture and then I spread that milk around her nipple so that, when I placed a sucking cap over the engorged point, a good connection would result.

"Ohh My God!!" Kitty exclaimed as the suction swallowed her nipple into the neck of the funnel and latched onto her firm, full breast covering her browned and dimpled flesh. It was firmly latched on and already the thin milky fluid was flowing down the tube in the rhythm to the soft popping sound of the pump. Her other nipple was spontaneously spraying in reaction to the 'feeding' until I had the chance to repeat the procedure with her right nipple and again she reacted.

"OOHH Sweet Jesus!!! That feels wonderful," she gasped.

Quickly the machine was taking her milk as she sat back in a dream. "Mark this feels amazing having both sucked at the same time. OHHHH!!" she quivered. 

"You might notice that the two connections are actually sucking alternately so that each breast is sucked separately. It isn't really good to have them both sucked at the same time, at least not early on."

"You speak for yourself sweetie!" Then, gasping, "I think I will need some of those nursing pads for my panties!" and then she laughed a wicked laugh.

"Can you adjust the suction Mark?" She looked down to see through the translucent plastic that her engorged and stretched nipple was being sucked into the spout of the funnel and, with every flip of the little diaphragm, another stream of milk was pulled from her hot body into the funnel, down the tube and into the catching bottle.

"Yes Kitty but, being your first time, I think it is best that we keep it on a lower setting to begin with. We don't want to do damage to your nipple or flow by straining anything. A bit later you will be able to adjust to pressure, okay?"

She nodded dreamily. "What's through there?" she asked conversationally, more I think to distract her from the rising feelings she was experiencing - and I knew where they usually led.

She had indicated the adjacent room. "Just another milking room only with a massage table instead of chairs."

"Why?"

"Well some ladies prefer to sit upright as you are now while others prefer to lie down as they are milked."

"How does that work?" she asked quizzically.

"I will show you later when we finish. We can arrange pretty much anything that you want. We have a couple of our ladies who come in and use the massage table next door as they have special needs."

"Really? I'm intrigued," she glowed back at me. The tell-tale signs of her horniness clearly showed but there was little chance of doing anything about it here at work. The bottles were getting up to about a quarter full and the flow from Kitty's breasts was slowing. Soon it was down to a bare dribble and time to disconnect. As I busied myself removing the cups and placing them in the steriliser and labelling the bottle before placing it in the freezer, Kitty started, "I've got to tell you something Mark."

I stopped as I was disconnecting the pump, knowing a tech would come in to sterilise and clean it and turned to her, noticing she had made no attempt to put her dress or bra back on, "What is it Kitty?"

She looked at me with that same glazed look and dreamy eyes that told me at least some parts of her weren't really here on Earth. "I think you can guess ... at least some of it Mark. That machine's sucking isn't as nice as yours but it still has the same effect on me. My tits are so tingly, I'm soaking my panties! But there is something else ... you!"

I was standing rooted to the spot as these words pierced my brain. What was she saying?

"On that first day you came to my place, I had promised myself that I would be faithful to Jim and that I would stick by the contract. But you were so lovely and patient and polite that, when I saw the lump in yours pants, I almost came then and there. I could tell you had a lovely thick cock and it looked like a nice size too and I couldn't wait to see it - that's why I sucked you that first day. I just loved your big fat cock!"

I was amused but aroused and clearly she had the advantage of me as she looked down to see him stirring in my pants. Her description I thought was rather generous. I'd been in enough football, basketball and school change rooms to know that my thickish six inches is pretty average and guys I'd seen like one mate nicknamed 'Drainpipe' clearly had more to brag about. Either she was not that experienced or she was spinning me a line. Either way I was hard and worried someone would walk in any second.

"After sucking you I knew you had a lot more than Jim has to offer. Don't get me wrong, he is a dedicated lover but he's just not as ... um ... fulfilling shall we say?"

Her talk was having her desired effect but this was my workplace! Could I risk it? Should I?

"Let me show you the other room Kitty," I interrupted as I started toward the other door, my decision made. She seemed put off but I think she would like what I was going to show her. 

"Oh, okay ..." and she followed. I opened the door and she entered and stopped just inside. I closed the door behind us and quietly flicked the lock. She stood there looking at the table in the middle of the small room, she then quickly turned and moved into my arms and reached up and kissed me deeply. She mashed her bosom into my chest while her thighs did a rumba on my projecting dick. She broke away and said, "Show me how it works."

We moved next to the cushioned table. I showed her how it was basically a normal massage table except for a few features including one that had a section we could remove so that her breasts would hang down below the table and the pump was mounted beneath on a shelf. 

"Let me see!" she cooed.

I lifted out the large figure-eight shaped insert and there was the pair-of-mammaries sized hole near one end of the table. "Oh my! I have to try it!" she said. She pushed past me to walk to the end of the table and shrugged her dress off. It fell in a pool at her feet and she then simply leaned over the end of the table and allowed her sagging empty tits to slip through the hole until she was lying with her torso flat.

"Oh my God ... Mark, this is why you call it The Dairy! You can milk my udders like a cow in the dairy! That is so hot. Please ... you have to fuck me! Right now!!"

I was mesmerised as I saw her hanging tits sway gently below the table and my cock was pulsing in my pants. I stepped behind her and undid my pants zip. What was I doing? All of the technicians had a key; any one could walk in at any time? Stuff them! Let them enjoy the show! From behind Kitty I could smell her juices as her own special aroma filled my senses and the room. Unleashing my throbbing member I looked at her hips and saw her wet panties, soaked at the crotch. Suddenly it dawned on me - where did she want it? I'd fucked her arse but never her obviously wanting pussy. She again read my mind and answered my thought. 

"Forget the contract; fuck my pussy now ... please!" she begged.

Her need was in her voice and my need was in my hand and very soon it steered to her waiting moisture as I slipped aside her flimsy material to see her open wet lips pouting at me. My 'big dick' as she said was sliding its gently curved shaft into her wanting hole and she clamped down on it to increase the feel. Its rigid girth stretched her tight walls against her minimal resistance as she let out a guttural moan, "Oh my God that is so thick! I can feel your veins sliding against my insides. Please pump me!"

I was already building a steady stroking rhythm as I pushed deeply into her and withdrew so that her outer lips were clawing at my foreskin to chew it back into her. Just for once in our encounters I was not in any urgent need to rush or finish except for the chance of getting caught. I had already dismissed that thought as I stroked into her hot wet walls on my first stroke. Kitty reached back and spread her cheeks gasping, "Harder! Deeper! Oh God Jim's dick never feels that big inside me!"

As she said that I felt her whole body shimmy on my impaled meat as she had her first orgasm and her juices sluiced from her womb to flow down our legs as they slapped together on each forceful drive I threw into her. I was grateful the table was bolted to the floor given the way we made it rock back and forth. The scintillating sensations as she clamped on me again in her spasm of joy was exquisite as I drove into her continually making her tits sway beneath the table and she shuddered immediately to a second cum.

"My God I am so full! Flood me Mark please! Cum in me and fill me more. I want to feel you throb harder as you cum in me ... Oh! .... Ohhh! ... AAhhhhhhh!!!" and I joined her crescendo with a gut wrenching spasm that had me bent over her backside and having to hold the table as my own spasms pulsed and my cum spewed inside her waiting cunt. She clamped down again on me and we could feel each other's pulse through our interlocked connection. My knees were wobbly as I held on to the table and I stayed hard inside her for some while as we just lay in that vertical joining until I started to wilt. As I started to slip from her, she also started to move but I decided in for a penny in for a pound as they say.

I dropped to my knees behind her, holding her thighs, and moved in closely to her still gaping hole and I could plainly see our mixed juices starting to flow out of her. I'd had Jim's cream pie last week, why not my own hot, fresh pie! I leaned in and engulfed her whole outer lips with my mouth and my tongue took immediate action to probe the open folds of her lips to lap up any escaping warm fluids. It was intense as she gasped and then grunted and spread her legs wide to give me deeper probing room. I sucked her inner walls to my tongue and probed her thickened clit while I swirled the juice and cream mix in my mouth. I kept as much as I could safely stored in my cheek so that I could then stand and deliver it to her. She stood and I saw the fire in her eyes that told me she was mine for the taking. I leaned down and closed over her mouth to share the evidence of our encounter and she probed her tongue deeply into my mouth to gather every last drop. Finally we parted from the passion of our embrace.

"There you go Ma'am, some fresh cream from the Dairy!" She broke into fits of giggles. "Kitty, we really need to get out of here. I am sure there are clients due to come in soon."

Redressing herself she paused and laughed, "I hope they have as good a time as I did!"

Soon we were clothed and heading back out into the main hallway and I directed her toward the store we use for purchasing where I had earlier set aside the bras she would need. She kept grabbing at my butt as I led the way. No amount of discouragement would sway her from her playfulness until I stopped and reminded her I would be sacked if they thought the contract had been broken. She behaved, at least until we were alone again in the store.

I showed her into the changing room where I had left a few samples and suggested she could try these first. I turned to leave and she laughed, "You're not going to leave me to try these on and adjust them myself are you? I might have to complain to the manager about the service you're giving me ... but not about the servicing you just gave me!" Her dirty laugh announced that she was in a fun mood.

"Here show me how good a tit fitter your are!" and she handed me one of the bras. 

Okay, I thought, I will play your game. I slung the enormous cups over my shoulder as I faced her and proceeded to undo the buttons of her dress. I concentrated on what I was doing but Kitty stood still with a delighted smirk as my hands moved over her crests to reveal the not so hidden treasure. Undoing it to the waist, I ran my hands up across her hills to her shoulders and removed the dress so again it hung at her waist. "There Ma'am. Now your bra..." and she turned around to show me the expanse of soft skin of her back while I caressed her until I reached the back clasps. The bra was under serious strain and digging into her flesh with the additional weight it was supporting and her straps had creased her shoulders. Undoing the clasps allowed the whole lot drop forward and I reached around under her arms to caress the two sizeable mounds that were now released as I took off her bra. She sighed deeply at the contact but also the relief.




The Milk of Human Kindness Ch. 05



"Now Ma'am, to put the new bra on correctly I'd like you to ..."

"You are not going to teach me how to wear a bra? I've had these big girls since I was sixteen. I think I ..."

It was my turn to interrupt, and in a mock serious tone I added, "Thank you Ma'am, but you should know that as a trained fitter I learned that over 80% of women don't wear the right sized bra or have it adjusted badly. Simply put even with growing breasts you shouldn't be getting these big red marks around your ribs and I now see that this is a size 30" you are wearing when I measured you as a 32" yesterday."

She was stunned into silence. "So if you would just lean forward for me as I slip this on..." She complied, "See how the cups fill first before you do the back up? Now we do the clasps to the outside clips so as it stretches you move inward. And lastly now that you can stand upright, the straps are adjusted so you can firmly but comfortably fit two fingers under the strap. These are all nice wide straps that won't dig in. So how does that feel?"

"Oh my! You are right," she whispered in an embarrassed tone, "that's so comfortable. Thank you."

In a short while she had tried on five or six of those I'd suggested and sent me for a couple of other colours and styles. The highlight was a spectacular black lace number that scooped her full bosom into its see-through confines and allowed her nipples to really stand out against the dainty thin material. Whatever Jim does for a crust, he was clearly cleaning up because she didn't hesitate about buying half a dozen of the nicest, best-fitting and most expensive bras for what we had decided finally were her size F tits. She playfully stood there looking in the mirror as she undid the clips on the maternity bra she was wearing to allow the material to slip down and expose her firm, now well supported, boobs. "What do you think, a good look? What do you think Jim will say?"

Staring at her beautiful breasts peeking out of the two holes yet fully supported by the elasticated material so they stood firm and straight in front of her, I was half desperate to dive in again. "I think he'd be crazy not to say you are the most beautiful woman in the world and you have the best tits." 

She laughed at my directness and then went a little quiet as she started to cover up again. "I'm going to need to come in here to use the pumps, aren't I? I mean Jim won't be able to get all my milk every day."

"That's true," I pointed out, "but you could hire or even buy a pump for home if you wanted. We could arrange that." I'd already made a sizable commission from the half dozen bras she'd decided to buy but that was not really my main interest. "Or we could book you in."

"Yes, I think I would like to come in to your Dairy ... and help out that hospital," she said but the guile in her smile said she had ulterior motives. "But there is something that I think you could still help me with - if you are prepared to do it. I will fully understand if you say no. It will be okay."

"Look Kitty, after all we have been through in the last little while, I think you know you can ask me anything. If I can help you I will." 

I smiled down at her as she seemed to hesitate a little and then she whispered, "Jim just doesn't suck right. I tried showing him how you do it but he just doesn't get it. Would you mind coming around to show him?"

I was stunned! The shock must have clearly shown in my face, probably the open jaw was a give away. "It's okay Mark, I understand. I shouldn't have asked," she said pitifully, a little tear in her eye.

Oh my God! She was doing it to me now! She was a minx and could get what she wanted. Look up the dictionary for 'womanly wiles' and it would have her picture! Unfortunately I could also picture the image of Jim in the doorway of their bedroom with bone-crunching fists ready to knock me into next week!

"Kitty," I started, and she immediately looked up hopefully! "Are you sure that Jim would be okay with this ... I mean, yesterday he was ready to kill me."

"Oh no Mark, he's really a pussy cat. He wouldn't have hurt you!"

My mind had a picture of a lion ripping me limb from limb rather than a cute kitten rubbing against my leg. "Well ... are you sure he won't mind?"

Eagerly she spilled the beans, "Yes, I'm certain. He and I had a long chat while he tried the first time after you left the other day. I told him all about finding Milkers R Us and you coming around and being so professional and that ... erm ..."

The long pause had me worried!!!

"... well that I had got so horny ... annnnd, you had ... um ... helped me out."

"You've got to be kidding Kitty! He will kill me on sight and I wouldn't blame him!"

"No you don't understand. He knows what I get like when I'm horny and he lets me have a little bit of freedom but I promised him we hadn't fucked."

"You mean like we did half an hour ago?"

Coyly she tilted her head to one side, "Well, yes ... but that was after I'd promised him so I was telling the truth at the time."

"So what does he think we did?"

"I told him you had licked me out and that I had sucked your cock."

"No mention of the anal play we'd had."

"No but that won't matter because I've tried to get him interested for ages and he just isn't into that."

This had to be the most bizarre conversation I had ever had in my life. I was about to consider walking directly into the Lion's den and saying, 'Lunch is served!' But there was still something so enticing about this woman that I was actually contemplating it. What's the worst that could happen? I suppose I could get the beating that I escaped the other day - easy to argue got one and got away with one - one all draw! Besides it meant seeing Kitty again. Um ... that was the real selling point.

"Okay Kitty," I responded hesitantly, "if you are really sure this is okay?"

"Absolutely! I told him this morning I would try to get some help."

Oh great - he will have had all day to build up to the moment.

"Can you come around tonight say about 7:30?"

"Sure ... okay .. if you are really sure about this?" I displayed my nervousness.

"It will be fine, I promise!"

"Okay, 7:30 it is then." I gathered her purchases and the tags of the one she was wearing and allowed her to dress while I went through to the store to ring up the items. She was soon there and passed me Jim's credit card and I handed it back with the MRU shopping bag. She leaned forward to give me a peck on the cheek but my alarmed look was enough to stop her.

"Oops, sorry - see you later," she whispered and she left.

"She really has the hots for you Mark!" came Sue's voice from behind me. I'd sensed she was hanging around before but hadn't seen her.

"What makes you think that?" I remarked innocently.

"Oh call it women's intuition if you like ... or good hearing as I was checking the bottles in The Dairy for Penny and you were in the back room."

"I don't know what you mean!" I responded but could feel myself turning red.

"Don't worry Mark. It's a stupid part of the contract. I couldn't imagine getting a guy to suck my tits and not getting very hot and bothered. And watching her, she's a cat on a hot tin roof! If you haven't done something yet, I bet it won't be long!" She tossed her red hair back, laughing wickedly as she left to return to reception.

She had no idea how true her words were and I was sure that tonight I was going to find out what was in store for me in the slightly longer term. I also pondered momentarily about the nice plump C cups that Sue has as she talked about getting her tits sucked. Hmmm, I wonder?

It was still quite early and I had my other appointments to got to. Funnily enough the other two ladies I was assisting seemed to be coming along nicely too and were more responsive than they had ever been before. Perhaps it was my manner or the fact that I was a little pre-occupied; I guess I hadn't really given them the same attention I'd given Kitty and 'a tit is a tit is a tit' is the company's unofficial motto. Nothing would change Vinegar Tits Monotony but the other two were nice ladies who were starting to leak a little; they too would soon be graduating like Kitty. As days of work go, most of the males on the planet would swap places in a heartbeat.

It seemed quite soon that I was back at the office and packing to go home. It was a naughty smile on Sue's face as she said, "Had a good day?" looking down at my milk stained shirt.

I chuckled, "Yep. Getting results all over the place and ran out of clean shirts after the last appointment."

"Occupational hazard! Better get home and do your laundry. Milk stains you know!" She was being sassy and pushing her boobs out at me. Another time I thought; I already have an evening appointment to take care of but perhaps Susie, I might help you with that 'hot and bothered' problem you mentioned.

"See you tomorrow Sue!" and I was out the door and heading for home. Got to shower and change. Must eat something although the breast milk diet was very filling but it wasn't the same as a good steak. I was soon home and in the door and my mind's eye kept flashing back to Kitty's wonderful backside over the end of the table as I pumped into her hot wetness. I had to keep reminding myself, I was going there to help Jim learn how to suckle properly. I was in effect doing myself out of a job! What an idiot!!

As I left my flat and headed for the car I felt those nervous butterflies back again. Crazy - what could possibly go wrong? HAAA!!!! As I approached the house I could see lights in what I now knew was the bedroom. I got out and slowly walked down the path - was this Death Row? I approached the door, nerves spiking and noticing every slight noise or movement around me. 

I had a pretty good idea what I was going to find but I suppose the expectation of actually tasting Kitty's milk while her husband watched was an even bigger conscious and subconscious factor than I cared to admit. I couldn't afford to show that I had fallen for her as a client. I know she is devoted to her hubby and this is all for him. I just have to be happy to have facilitated that, get him doing what she wants and move on once my role for Milkers R Us is fulfilled. It was easy to say that in my head as I approached the front door but I kept envisioning those beautiful, now pendulous breasts with their red engorged nipples and that taut body, that gorgeous perfect bald pussy and, by no means least, her incredibly sensitive backdoor that we had explored. How can a man be expected to 'cum and go' so to speak without some emotional attachment? Even if it isn't reciprocated? Still I have a job to do and I don't want to spoil it.

The door opened and she purred, "Evening Mark, come in."

I was rooted to the spot looking at her naked body standing in the doorway, those breasts clearly displaying their fullness with the signs of her veins showing through the translucent skin, that deserved to be in a Reubenesque portrait, telling me they were full again since this morning's session at the office. Her nipples already puffed up and her areolae hard and dimpled in the cool air. In my mind I was yelling, 'My God you are gorgeous!'

"I'm glad you like what you see Mark but the neighbours might notice ... and it is a bit chilly," she chuckled.

I awoke to her words, "Sorry Kitty but you surprised me a bit there," I commented as I stepped inside and she pushed the door closed behind me. Suddenly her arms were wrapped around my waist and her firm full boobs were pushing into my back and immediately I felt the warm flow of milk through my shirt against both sides of my ribs. Standing erect in the hallway, frozen to the spot, I said, "It seems things have been going well since this morning?"

"Oh you have no idea Mark!" she responded excitedly, releasing me from the embrace and steering me forwards. We were heading into the bedroom. "I've been pouring everywhere! And," with another little giggle, "at both ends!"

We headed to the right, her hands pushing me while massaging the two wet patches on my shirt. She turned me through a doorway - it was the master bedroom. Stylishly furnished, with a large mirrored dressing table and a big old wooden bed dominating the quite familiar room except as we entered, there sat Jim on the edge of the bed where I had left him the day before.

Only this time... he was naked. 

He looked up at me and there was doubt in his eyes and some malevolence but no real anger that I could perceive. This was strange. He just sat there as I stood in front of him. Clearly taller than me and physically fitter yet it seemed that there was no will to fight. What was going on?

"Now Jim! You're not still sulking are you? Mark didn't know you hadn't cum yet!"

WHAT??? Looking down I now saw that his crossed legs partly hid what looked to be the remnants of his erection. These two had been at it as I came up the path. No wonder he was pissed! "Look I can come back ..."

"Don't be silly Mark." She sounded like a chastising mother, "You are here now and you have given up your time to help Jim. He should be being more grateful. Jim!! You apologise to Mark this instant!"

Knock me over with a feather if he didn't do just that! 

"Sorry Mark," he said as he stood up and offered a hand, "thanks for coming." 

What alternative universe had I just slipped into? I politely shook his rather wet huge paw and immediately wondered how it got wet like that - I think I knew.

"Now that's better Jim - good." He seemed cowed and beaten. "Now Mark, it's obvious we started without you but I'd feel much better if you joined us by being naked. Is that okay with you?"

Again the maternal matter-of-fact manner - how could you argue? She was a prize manipulator. I couldn't refuse, yet I knew that what she really wanted was to show my cock off to Jim. Thank God old Drainpipe wasn't here!!

"Uhm ... sure," I replied.

It was a request but not really a request. Kitty pecked me softly on the cheek, "Good let me help you," and proceeded to undo the buttons of my shirt. I stood as her mannequin while she disrobed me. Jim stood there beside us as she removed my shirt and gave it to him, "Here Jim, put that on the chair neatly please?" 

Like a good little boy he meekly completed his task. By the time he returned from across the room, my shoes were off and my pants were loose. When she was kneeling to pull my pants and boxers down, my semi-hardened penis sprang from its confines. Kitty gently stroked it against her cheek, across the warm soft flesh, caressing the engorged head and I felt a wet smear of my instant arousal paint her.

Fairly quickly I was naked and Jim had ferried my clothes to a tidy folded pile on the chair and Kitty had risen from the floor to be standing closely between the two men in the room. The trio of us standing naked resulted in more stirrings of inner desires overcoming my outer terror and nerves.

"Thanks again for helping Mark. We really appreciate you going out of your way like this." It sounded like I was dropping off and extra delivery of a newspaper, not standing naked about to show this guy how to suck tits - something quite frankly I thought was a natural skill built in at childhood and then practised for fun afterwards!

Where do you want us?" Standing close I could smell her essence and her manner was clearly wanting action.

"I think we'd best use the bed so if you, Kitty, can sit up in the middle, I can show Jim how to approach you, if you don't mind?"

"Of course Mark." She turned and hopped up on the bed flashing me her puffy wet nether regions as she crawled away, telling me they had been busy for a while before I got there. She was soon ensconced in the middle of the bed with her back against the bed head, the queen of all she surveyed, Queen Kitty! I certainly felt that was her intention as she manipulated the two men currently in her presence to follow her majesty's expectations. I wasn't in the mood for any treason so if the queen wanted it, tonight I'd do my best to give it to her!

"Your comfort is the only thing that matters here; are you comfy?"

"Yes Mark, you may begin," came the royal decree as she sat back, her arms spread across the head board to keep them out of our way.

"Jim would you mind sitting on Kitty's other side please?"

He didn't speak but simply turned and moved and I noticed how his rather small appendage waved in the air as he moved. As I'd said, I'd been in locker rooms and rule one is 'Don't stare and compare'. As he walked, even in my own mind I thought it must be hard ... and then corrected, it must be difficult to write a love letter if you've only got barely four inches worth of pencil.

He sat beside her and I followed suit on the near side of the bed - closest to the door although the feelings of any real threat had almost entirely disappeared. 

I suddenly found myself sounding like one of my high school Phys Ed teachers, "Okay Jim, tonight I am going to demonstrate the best method of ... " sounded like a basketball free-throw lesson!

In my mind it was, 'First get the grip right, a gentle hand on the side and lift it up to your face...' - concentrate Mark!

"Okay Jim, start by just gently feeling the breast flesh, feel how firm it is - that will tell you how full Kitty's breast is. See the skin, how it is tight and you can see those lovely blue veins straining and you can clearly see her pulse there on her upper breast. That tells you how much she is enjoying your attention. Now follow my steps as I show you. Cup the lower half of her boob and bring it up a little. Feel the milk-filled weight it has. I can tell you that Kitty is very full and wants you to enjoy drinking the milk she has created for you."

For the first time there was a reaction as Jim smiled briefly at this thought. "See how just lifting her breast has made a little milk leak out - she wants this for you. Now use your other hand to slowly feel around her nipple and watch as it grows and the areola becomes dimpled like gooseflesh."

I could feel my own arousal developing and I could smell Kitty's. I couldn't see Jim's but the faraway look in his eyes suggested he was on the same un-Earthly plane with us. 

"Now use a little milk to smear her breast so that all around the nipple and areola is wet, this makes it easier to latch on." I'd nonchalantly done each step as I said it. "Now, when you are ready, bring your mouth down and cover the whole nipple and areola so that you can get your lips nice and wide around her teat and then, when you have contact with your whole mouth, no gaps!, you can suck her into your mouth. Watch and then you try."

I leaned in and gently raised the prepared teat to my hungry mouth and immediately latched on and drew the nipple into my mouth which was instantly rewarded with a spray of warm motherly nectar. I couldn't help matching wanton moans with Kitty. I was in rapture but tried to remember the supposed purpose of the visit and looked across to see Jim staring at me as his wife's nipple disappeared into my inner being. I pulled away. The deeply reddened button had expanded already to a cone shape to fit my mouth.

I coaxed him with, "You try Jim."

He stared at the swollen tit I'd so briefly sucked, before he hesitantly followed the steps I'd advised and finally reached in to Kitty's other nipple but pursed his lips like he was kissing his aunt, barely covering the nipple.

"Jim," I interrupted him as Kitty's eyes rolled back in frustration, "you know the old saying 'more than a mouthful is a waste'?" He nodded.

"I'm here to tell you that it just ain't so pal! More than a mouthful is a challenge! You want to suck that tit so hard it reaches back into your throat. Like Kitty said, think about the baby your sister feeds..." I'd said enough as the twinkle in his eyes showed me a penny had just dropped. He launched himself back into Kitty and half her huge boob disappeared into his mouth and he drank deeply.




The Milk of Human Kindness Ch. 05



"My God Jim it was your sister's tits you were watching!" came the accusation from Kitty's mouth as she realised the connection between my comment and his steep learning curve. The accusation was soon replaced by her own deep seated groan of pleasure as he searched her soul for more milk. She glanced over at me and smiled and nodded toward her other teat that gently sprayed milk over us. Soon she was being syphoned even more efficiently than the pumps at work this morning. As the tension in her wondrous globes was released her hand started to patrol my body and soon found my nipple and played. My stiffening organ stretched up for attention but was beaten into second place by my hard nipple and firm brown puckered surrounds. The last of her milk was dripping away as I released her and found Jim beside me, his head in her lap as she played with his nipples too.

"My you boys do like titty play don't you. But a girl needs more than that to fulfil her needs. Now Jim I think it's fair that you had a turn before and it should be guests first so I want you to watch for a little while, alright?"

Jim went pale but sat up on the bed and simply didn't move. "Mark, Jim was sticking my pussy with his dick when you arrived. Would you mind finishing the job please? Just lie down and I will climb on you okay?"

I couldn't believe what was happening but silently, mindlessly I rolled over onto my back. "Oh my Jim, look at his big thick cock. Isn't it so much longer and thicker than yours?"

Jim was turning various colours of the rainbow but wasn't moving except to stare down at my loins. It was good for the ego and that had an impact on my manhood emotionally and physically as I tightened muscles to make him jump. Kitty's 'ooh!' of joy told me the action had been noticed. I had pumped into her long and hard this morning but she was driving the bus this time and I was along for a glorious ride!

"I was thinking that you have been here, what four times and on each occasion we have ended up ... well .. um .. doing 'something' and you have been the perfect gentleman despite being as horny as some teenager watching a porn movie. I'd like tonight to be different. Do you trust me?" was your rather puzzling comment.

Thinking, 'Seems an odd question seeing as I am about to be fucked by you while your husband sits and watches us,' but, okay. "Yes, of course I do."

"Good, but you let me know if there is something you don't want to do, okay?"

Again I was puzzled but nodded agreement.

As I nodded she started to climb up and crawl across the big bed. Kitty crawled around toward my feet with her ample boobs swaying beneath her, cat-like, as she surveyed her prey until she turned and paused beside me. Then she knelt up and, with, "I thought this might be more comfortable for both of us," she threw her long slender leg across my stomach and straddled me. It was almost too much for me as her breasts presented perfectly to my eye level while her hot nether regions had my hard cock nudging at her back door. Briefly I thought I knew what she had in mind - I was wrong! She rocked backward so my shaft could graze up between her cheeks in her crack and then she nestled down and pushed back, bending him against his will so that I could feel the scorching heat and wetness of Kitty's pussy along the top of my shaft. She grazed back and forth until my length and thickness was engulfed in her slit, her open lips spread across my shaft so that she could ride the ribbed muscle and stroke her clit against my man meat; there was no chance of entry at this angle with this downward pressure making my cock ache against its desire to point upwards or, in fact, to spring up hard against my stomach in its fully aroused state. Kitty took obvious pleasure in controlling this action and was savouring the feel of my wide cock getting the juices from her molten centre spread all over it. She slipped forward along the top of my cock forcing its length back between her cheeks and then back again. Her slightest movement had her hot pussy lips wrapped around the top half of my length, stroking along my cock. No entry was offered as I was pushed down by the slight body with minimal weight but right now I didn't care.

She leaned forward dragging her full firm boobs across my chest, swaying in circles and managing to maintain contact the whole time, leaving a faint trail of her milk on my body. My now hard cock nestled against her hot and obviously wet loins as she smiled into my eyes. "Now isn't that better?" I just nodded my agreement.

"I have to tell you Mark, this thing has had me horny as Hell. I've had milk going everywhere all day - dribble, dribble, dribble! Thank God you got Jim to suck me so well even if he was thinking about sucking on his sister's tits when he did it." 

Jim cringed at the accusation but didn't deny it or, in fact, move or say a word. "But if tonight goes as planned, I may forgive him." 

I was in a trance as she nestled onto me, gyrating her full hips that I could feel were on fire again. Staring at Kitty from below, I could see the fine features of her neck and shoulders that I just wanted to caress and massage as I focused on her bosom swaying across me, her nipples tickling against mine. I was an automaton just following her commands mutely. 

"Is your big fat stiff cock stretching against my hot wet cunt lips? How does that feel Mark? "

"Amazing!" was the only word that came to mind and she giggled. All of this was for Jim's benefit more than mine.

Again the slight gyration of her hips, "Shall we?"

She hefted her mountainous left breast up to my mouth and offered me the empty nipple. I went into my reverie as I took it and was surprised immediately as the succulent flavour of her milk invaded my senses, "Hmmm!" as I realised that for all his effort, Jim still hadn't emptied her.

"Oh God that feels good Mark! Almost as good as it tastes!" She had been trying it then - not surprising knowing how aroused the whole idea made her.

I sucked gently at first and a slow flow started to fill my mouth and I drank it down. I nestled in to suckle fully and to draw this nectar from her body and into mine. Kitty's nipple expanded and extended into my mouth and soon I had a suctioning rhythm working at her tit. The molten wetness in my mouth was easily matched by the wetness in my groin as her juices flowed over my cock and down around my tight balls. She was meeting the rhythm with her cunt lips stroking the length of my cock riding along its length as it nestled against her bum cheeks. My hands had initially been resting by my sides until I used one to assist in getting her tit into the right position to suck it in deeply and then allowed it to maintain a contact lightly caressing and massaging her breast as I sucked. But I soon realised that my other hand had moved to her hip and it was steering her movement slightly, subconsciously so that the pressure on my hardened dick was rotated over the length and breadth of my shaft. I was wanking with her body and didn't even know it.

Kitty's milk flowed in little streams from the various pores of her nipple, each of those little ducts opening to release her heavenly fluid. My tongue was engulfed in the sweet taste of the thin liquid. I was in a different world. Her consistent cooing mixed with moans of pleasure had me mesmerised. I awoke to the fact that I had emptied her breast. I became cognisant of the warm wetness on my chest that had been dribbling over me during the first part of this encounter - she really was producing quickly. I eased back and the fat red teat slipped from my mouth as she groaned in disappointment at the breaking of contact but she was already steering the other to me and I quickly understood that I was so wet because she hadn't stopped massaging that firm breast all the while I was sucking her. The knowledge made my cock twitch and a brief, "Ooh" escaped her lips.

I leaned in and immediately had a full and growing nipple in my mouth. My hand on its side told me that she had expressed what little was in her tit but I was soon sucking anyway. I was soon back in my reverie and my hand was full of the warm flesh at the side of her empty boob. Although the flesh had softened, it was her arousal that kept a firm and womanly peak available to be enjoyed, its faint veins straining in the exercise of replenishing the wonderful milk supply.

My hand had now found a parking spot on her hip but was absent-mindedly starting to explore its surroundings. The soft smooth skin of her buttock and over the hip bone to the gently moving torso that massaged my manhood, and across the sensual texture of her back barely feeling the ribs as they swelled with her breathing. It was a deep, contented breathing, not the frenetic panting of our lust this morning. Reminding myself of being buried deep inside her pussy and the amazing orgasm she achieved from that contact only served to arouse me even more, if that were possible, as I again became aware of her moist shaven cunt lips straddling the girth of my cock. 

She reached behind my neck to pull my head into her to increase the pressure. Suckling firmly her nipple had elongated to meet my passionate suction and the increased gyration of her hips told me her arousal was also peaking. She was moving faster and becoming louder. I had become almost oblivious to her moans of joy as I realised I was almost drowning them out with my own mewling groans of ecstasy into her breast.

She was resisting my suction, pulling back on her breast but I wasn't prepared to let it go just yet, leaning forward to prevent losing the hot flesh in my mouth. Suddenly the world changed and I realised that she wasn't pulling back but up and she plummeted into my groin only now my cock had risen in her movement caressing along her crack and across the rough skin and into the soaking folds of Kitty's core and then she dropped herself onto the length of my shaft impaling herself on my hardness and sending lightning bolts through my brain. The heat was intense but the silken tight smoothness of those inner walls caressing my cock was pure heaven.

She commenced a much faster rhythm of lifting and dropping into my lap, "Move down the bed," I heard Kitty rasp, the intensity in her voice making obedience essential. I slumped down from near the headboard and pillows as she steered me without losing our contact on her nipple and she pushed down further with her cunt grasping my meat between her thighs, hungrily eating it into her depths. Now slightly angled across and flat on the bed, this position allowed Kitty to draw up and down the full length of my shaft and also meant her other breast was hanging free beside my face as she held herself up above me. Drawing up and down, she had clearly found a better contact for her clit as she ground her pubic bone into me with the added benefit of the strong contact with the G spot in the hidden upper part of her vulva which gave her maximum pleasure. 

I raised my hands to her breasts and, gathering them together I sucked both nipples into my mouth. "Oh My God!!! Harder! Bite them!!"

She allowed me to savage her tits but her thighs became still. She pulled up on me as I drew in her tits. She shifted her weight and drew her legs up on either side of me allowing her thighs to open more and spread her cunt open wide. Instantly the warmth of her fluids drained over my shaft and down through my crack. Suddenly I felt an invasion as her finger joined my cock in her wet and stretched vagina. It slipped in with the ample lubrication and caressed along the underside of my shaft. I halted and she froze as the digit impaled and withdrew. On its third of fourth invasion it occurred to me that Kitty was holding her body weight up allowing me to tear at her teats with an arm stretched either side of my shoulders. On the next inward thrust I felt the warmth of a hairy rough skin caress my balls.

Dawning of realisation! That 'finger' was Jim's cock that he had slipped into Kitty with me. We were both fucking his wife and, as hard as he must be, it felt like something no bigger than an index finger. No wonder she wanted my cock. His balls were firmly slapping against mine and the heat of her cunt was building as she started to rise and fall in time to his thrusts as I remained the stationary centre of this threesome. The extra pitiful cock still increased the tension in Kitty's cunt and the crowding made the rippling velvet inner folds caress my mushroom head deep inside her. My orgasm was building and Kitty was yelping as I bit into her tits, knowing I would be leaving some bruises as souvenirs of the evening. And then she clamped hard on me as the warmth infused us. Jim had come inside her, and on me, and I could feel his warm sample flooding the already filled space as his pulse pounded against my cock. Kitty clearly had been waiting for this as she yelped, "Cum with me Mark ... AHHHHHHH!!!!!"

Her spasms wracked her body and, as Jim slipped away, he left my cock gripped in her velvet glove that played up and down my shaft like a pianist and then her flooding warmth was joined by a hot wet tongue probing our juncture as I exploded knowing that it was Jim's turn to suck my cum from her soaked folds. He lapped away as Kitty rose up and down a number of times more to ensure that she had managed to mix the two doses of cum with her own juices. I was empty but the warm tongue cleaning my scrotum and gently sucking on my balls kept my shaft at attention as Kitty lazily rode it a little longer.

Gradually I subsided and slipped from her insides as she stretched her legs down along my body to lie atop me. Her gentle gyrations kept me warm and sensuously alive. Jim had disappeared it seemed. I didn't really care anymore now that the lay of the land was a lot clearer to me. Kitty had whomever she wanted and he just did as he was told. I can't imagine the telling off he got after I left the other night!

"That was wonderful Mark!" she cooed as she slipped to lie beside me. "I've never been so full ... and so filled!" she laughed.

"I must say it was a bit of a surprise, but not an unpleasant one," I gasped, trying to catch my breath.

"Oh good! I am glad you feel that way. There are a few things I'd like to try if you are willing ... and you are such a good teacher!!"

"What sort of things have you got in mind?" I queried.

"Well ... in a little while, when you are - erm - up to it, I'd like you to show Jim how you fuck my backdoor so hard," she explained in so matter-of-fact a manner I hardly noticed her hand gently caressing my thigh and heading towards my soon to be interested cock. Her gently gripping fingers slowly slipped along my oily length, our combined fluids still remnant from our recent fuck. It took a while before I was revitalised into a tumescent tool ready to finish a long delayed job.

Kitty sat up, "Come here Jim. I've been trying to get your to spike me with your pitiful little cock in my arsehole but you've always known it couldn't do the job properly. Well Mark has kindly offered to show you how his big fat cock that you just stroked off against fits so tightly inside my other hole. Now find a good spot to watch; stand by the bed. Mark teach him how to do it to me ... please."

I got the pretence of manners to place me ahead of Jim in the pecking order but I was obviously just a tool in his humiliation. Strangely, as I'd never experienced it before, it worked for me feeling that I was sexually superior to a guy who physically could probably break me like a twig if he wanted to except he'd rather be told what to do.

My six inches were hard and straining. I knelt up on the bed, "Kitty, on your knees please and spread wide." She followed my instruction and was soon arranged in much the same way she was on the first time we did this on the lounge. I felt like I could play the teacher role that Kitty wanted and a quick glance saw she was watching Jim's face intently.

"Well Jim," I began firmly, kneeling behind Kitty with my cock swaying gently as its curved length strained to plug her anus, "last time we did this, I just fucked her hard and fast."

He winced at the words 'last time' realising that his wife had lied to him. I felt my power and courage grow with the straining veins on my cock. "But before that, I used a lube so get it out of the bedside drawer and spread a little on my knob and her ring."

Again it was like a slap to the face, knowing I knew where the lube was kept told him more about his wife's deception and infidelity, but he complied and opened the tube and squeezed a liberal amount along the top of my shaft and another glob above Kitty's ring so it dribbled into her crack. I was loving this! "Stroke it around my cock unless you want me to hurt her as I split her in half with this fat shaft!"

I could see her cunt drooling - she was quaking with this scene happening before her. Jim stepped over and tentatively reached forward and, mesmerised as he touched the much bigger example of manhood, slipped his hand around my much broader shaft and wanked it a couple of times slowly to massage the lube across my length. I could see his pitiful pencil was poking at the air, waving desperately for some attention. "That will do. Now watch."

Using my two hands I spread her cheeks wide to expand the view of her sphincter muscle and using my thumbs I massaged the lube in ever-shrinking circles until I was focused on the lens of her bum. Her tiny muscles clenching at every sensation as I blew gently across the cool lube to make her quake and then, knowing she liked the pleasure/pain I thrust my thumb deep through her backdoor and roughly shoved it to its full depth inside her. "OH MY GOD!!" she yelled as she instantly pushed back.

"See how she pushed back Jim. You can't be rough enough in this hole - she loves it." I proceeded to pump into her with that digit and Kitty just oohed and aahed and pushed back, getting louder and louder as Jim watched on.

"Now Jim I am going to stick my fat shaft into her until my balls that you licked clean slap into her wet cunt lips."

I withdrew my thumb and briefly her muscle showed a little tunnel into her centre. I aimed my cock at her backdoor and plunged in. Again the slippery lube made access easy and yet the burning tightness made her scream into the pillows but once buried in her butt, she started to thrust back and forth to create the friction she desperately wanted.

"See Jim. I could just kneel here and let her wank her back door on my cock until she comes. (Another slap to his ego) And she does come Jim. Screamed the house down last week (Slap again!) Kitty is anally orgasmic if she can feel the cock pumping into her (Slap one more time!)."

I built up a rapid rhythm until I could feel my balls slapping against her open cunt lips and feeling the warmth as they were soaked in her oozing juices. "Oh my God - your balls!!! I love feeling them slap my cunt! Harder please Mark! HARDER!"

I was happy to keep shafting her hard and fast to hear her pleasure as I was enjoying his humiliation but how to make it worse?

"Want to see her cum Jim?" 

He meekly nodded - the barest movement of his head. Kitty was pushing hard back into me as I hammered her tight ring. A sharp slap to her arse cheek stopped her movement and it glowed red under the imprint of my hand on her pale bum flesh. "Turn around Kitty but don't release me. On your back!"

I felt her internal muscles squeeze, clamping my cock deeply inside her as she slowly rotated her hips and slipped one leg across under us and then swinging the other in a wide arc as I leaned down into her. She was now on her back and her legs were raised and spread to open her bum cheeks wider so that I could burrow my shaft deeply into her. I slowly rocked back and forth allowing most of my shaft to escape her insides until the rim of my cock head barely felt the open air just so I could slam it back in and could feel that delightful grip as the helmet's ridge was grabbed by the elastic band of her ring on re-entry, each time I thrust firmly back into her. Each time as I bottomed out she groaned loudly as I watched her open womanhood seeking stimulation while her jiggling tits roamed across her chest. I started to pump faster avoiding any contact with her clit even though it was stretching out of her vulva begging for attention. I knew she didn't need it as the burning tightness of her anus was enough to drive her over the top.