Good 'Till the Last Drop: Lactation Erotica Bundle (4 page)

In no time, the car was crawling along the
strip and Bree, Lindsay and Dana were pointing excitedly at
familiar landmarks. None of the women had been to Vegas before, but
the hotels were instantly recognizable. The car continued heading
north until it finally passed the Venetian and pulled into the
Wynn’s long, lush driveway, abound with tropical flora. The women
exited the car and proceeded through an effortless check in before
finding themselves in a breathtaking suite overlooking the
strip.

“Oh my gosh,” breathed Dana.

“Insane,” Bree whispered. Lindsay merely
stared, unable to muster any intelligent words.

Dana broke the awed silence,
“Paaaaaaar-taaaaaaay!” she cawed, running to a chilled bottle of
champagne and popping the cork. The champagne fizzed and flowed
over the edges and Dana laughed as she licked at the streaming
liquid, trying to salvage every drop. She grabbed nearby champagne
glasses and filled them, passing them to Bree and Lindsay.

“To an unforgettable bachelorette weekend,”
she declared, moving to clink the other glasses.

“Here, here!” cried Lindsay. Bree only smiled
mysteriously, clinking her glass before downing her champagne and
happily refilling.

***

Five hours later, after an afternoon lounging
by the pool in their private cabana and a quick nap, the women
found themselves dressed for a night out on the town. They decided
to start with a light dinner at one of the hotel restaurants before
starting their journey down the strip.

Lindsay looked fantastic in a short navy-blue
dress with a red band at the top; her blonde hair was pulled in a
bouncy ponytail. Dana, keeping up with a bridal motif, looked
radiant in a mini, milk white halter dress with her dark hair
hanging in a shiny sheet down her back. But Bree was the real
stunner. She wore a curve-hugging black dress, with cut outs along
the back and sides. Her huge breasts were pushed up and together,
nearly spilling over the dress. The dress was simple and
highlighted Bree’s best assets, so to speak. Her hair hung in thick
waves and her eyes were lined in a deep, come-fuck-me shade.

Lindsay whistled when Bree stepped into the
foyer, but Dana sulked a bit, unhappy to be shown up by one of her
friends. Bree didn’t intentionally try to look sexier than Dana;
she just couldn’t help how her body naturally curved in all the
right places now. Bree glanced down at her swollen breasts, and she
gently prodded them with her fingers, feeling their hardness. Bree
needed release desperately. Her breasts were engorged with milk and
it wouldn’t be long before her breasts fell out of her dress and
flat out overflowed with her sweet milk. She was anxious to get
through dinner and then find someone who could stop her ache.

Luckily, dinner passed quickly and the women
found themselves stepping out of a taxi in front of Caesar’s. They
strutted into the casino and instantly were swept up in the noise
and excitement. They made their way to a roulette table and Lindsay
and Dana instantly jumped in, throwing down their money. Bree hung
back watching the action. Bree noticed a handsome man at the end of
the table. He looked about thirty-five; not much older than Bree,
and he had a huge pile of chips in front of him. He was leaning
over his chips and his dirty-blonde hair was hanging in front of
his eyes. He straightened up and his bright blue eyes pierced Bree
who let out a small gasp. The noise in the casino masked Bree’s
gasp and she felt a clenching sensation between her thighs as the
man’s eyes roved up and down Bree’s body.

Playing coy, Bree leaned against the table,
her breasts indecently on display while she began talking to Dana
about strategy. The stranger was practically salivating and Bree
pretended to mindlessly press her fingers into her fleshy breasts,
her eyes darting at the man to gauge his reaction. His eyebrows
were raised and his mouth popped open in surprise. Bree smiled,
knowing this man was game. The man tilted his head slightly towards
the elevators leading to the guest rooms, and Bree instantly
understood his meaning.

“I’ll be right back. I need the ladies room,”
she told Dana and Lindsay who were so involved in the game that
they barely registered the fact that Bree had spoken. Bree turned
on her skinny black heels and made her way to the elevators,
refusing to look behind her but making sure that she shook her ass
as she walked. Bree hit the button to go up and she stood facing
the elevator, pushing her breasts and ass out. She felt a body move
behind her and she could suddenly feel hot breath against the back
of her neck.

“You’re a cock tease,” the deep voice
breathed. In response, Bree pushed her ass up into the man and she
felt as she made contact with his groin. The man gasped as Bree
pushed against him harder and he leaned a hand on the wall in front
to steady himself. At that precise moment the elevator opened and
Bree strode in. Before she could even turn around, the man spun her
so she was facing him.

He was taller than she had imagined and Bree
could see he was extremely fit. His eyes bore into her, their blue
brilliance even more impressive up close. Time seemed to still as
energy surged between Bree and this stranger. In one swift motion,
the spell was broke and the man yanked Bree to him as Bree gasped
at his strength. The man kissed Bree hungrily as his thick hands
moved up her bare thighs, his fingers dragging along her skin
before inching around the hem of her dress.

The elevator door slid shut and the man
quickly pressed the number nine. As the elevator began to move he
gently slid his fingers under Bree’s dress and she felt them brush
against the crease where her thighs ended and her groin began.
Bree’s breath quickened, aroused at how the man wasted no time and
went straight for the kill. Breathing heavily, Bree kissed the man
back as his fingers glided over her pussy and Bree felt a delicious
thrill at not having worn panties. She broke away and panted, “What
is your name?”

“Alex,” he replied in his deep voice.

“Bree,” she moaned as he gently pushed a
finger inside of her and swirled it around in her ready wetness.
Groaning, Bree felt her breasts begin to leak and her hands flew to
her hard breasts, massaging them, knowing that her milk needed
release.

Alex’s eyes flew to Bree’s chest and he
watched Bree massage herself as she whimpered with relief. In one
rough movement, Alex grabbed at the top of Bree’s dress and yanked
it down. Bree’s breasts broke free, each nipple dripping fat drops
of pearly milk. Alex groaned low in his throat as he moved his
mouth to one of her breasts and began to suck as his other hand
massaged her breast. Let down set in and Bree’s milk began to flow.
Bree moaned again feeling the sweet release of her milk and the
sensation was close to orgasmic.

Alex sucked frantically from breast to breast
as Bree’s milk flowed freely and he buried his face between her
breasts, positioning each nipple inside his mouth the best he
could. As Alex drank in Bree’s sweet milk, he stroked his cock, the
bulge in his pants growing to huge proportions.

Finally feeling her release Bree reached for
Alex’s pants and fumbled with the zipper. Dragging the zipper down,
Bree yanked at Alex’s pants as her hands moved onto Alex’s taught
skin. Running her hands up his shaft, Bree smiled at the unfamiliar
cock filling her hands. It was a welcome change from Lance, and she
stroked Alex, wrapping both hands firmly around his solid mass as
she pulled tightly, trying to imitate the feeling of a tight
pussy.

As Bree became more and more aroused, the
more her milk gushed, soaking Alex. Alex reached a hand back down
to Bree’s aching pussy and began a tantalizing game, pushing his
two fingers in and out repeatedly before stopping to rub her
clitoris. Alex worked Bree into a frenzy and Bree felt her knees
begin to buckle at her approaching orgasm. The elevator had long
arrived at the ninth floor and Alex reached out to push the
emergency button, halting the elevator from service.

Higher and higher Bree rose as Alex continued
to torture her pussy. Finally, Bree exploded her half-exposed body
shaking and rocking as she came under Alex’s touch, and once more
her milk began to surge as Alex eagerly brought his mouth back to
her inflated breasts, milk dripping down his chin. The combination
of Alex’s suckling with her orgasm, was so powerful that Bree
dropped to the floor of the elevator and Alex had to hoist her back
up to continue his drink.

Running his hand through Bree’s ample
wetness, Alex groaned deeply. He reached into his pants, puddled on
the elevator floor, and grabbed a condom before quickly unrolling
it on his swollen member.

“Turn around,” he said in a husky voice, Bree
obeyed, letting Alex bend her over, his hands pushing up against
her delicious breasts. “After I fuck you, I’m going to drain every
drop from your tits.”

“Yes!” Bree gasped, spreading her legs wide
to allow Alex easy access. Hastily, Alex rammed his manhood into
Bree’s tightness, gliding effortlessly through her juices.

“Agggh!” Bree cried out from his onslaught,
as Alex’s wide cock stretched her to unknown proportions. She had
experience substantial length before but she had never known such
thickness. Alex pushed himself in and out, continuously stretching
Bree as she screamed with each thrust and moaned with each retreat.
Not caring if the entire hotel heard her, Bree continued to scream
like a frenzied animal as Alex fucked the life out of her.

Alex grunted each time he plunged into Bree’s
tight pussy and Bree knew she was extra tight now due to the
stitches she needed after giving birth. To her delight, Alex took
hold of Bree’s hair and pulled her head back, Bree’s body singing
with the pain and erotic pleasure. With a loud, final grunt Alex
came forcibly, and he shook as his hands dug into Bree’s fleshy
thighs.

Just as quickly as he had come, Alex pulled
himself out and whirled Bree around, who was panting from her
near-second-orgasm. Alex brought his hungry lips to her breasts and
Bree moaned as she felt Alex’s eager mouth pull on her nipple,
coaxing the last of her milk out. As he suckled, he reached down to
play with Bree’s soaked pussy as she groaned deep in her throat as
her body responded to the dual stimulation.

Overcome with her strong and surprising
second orgasm, Bree cried out as she trembled, the waves washing
over her as Alex drained her breasts of their last drops of milk.
Alex pulled away, leaving Bree panting and satiated, her hair
disheveled and her dress hiked up at the bottom and pulled down
from the top.

Alex began to zip his pants up as he leaned
over to free the elevator. The doors opened mechanically at the
ninth floor, and Bree quickly threw her hands over her body to
cover up, but no one entered and the doors shut as the elevator
began its swift descent to the lobby. With haste, Bree tugged her
dress down, hoisted her top up as she tucked her now-much-smaller
breasts into her top. She tried to finger comb her hair just as the
doors were opening.

Alex raked his hand threw his hair before
glancing back at Bree. “You were the best fuck I’ve had in this
town,” he grinned before disappearing into the crowd. Trying to
right her senses, Bree stumbled out of the elevator and let the
doors close before surveying her reflection in the glass doors. She
radiated with a just-fucked look and she tried to flatten her hair
more and force the flush out of her cheeks.

“There you are!”

Bree whirled around to see Lindsay and Dana,
their hands full of chips, with slightly drunk smiles on their
faces.

“Damn! Your boobs shrunk! Did you just
release in the bathroom or something?” Dana asked, eyeing her
chest. Bree nodded, hoping her friends would suspect nothing
else.

“Well, come on! The night is still young!”
Lindsay cried, and she set off for another table with Dana
following behind. Tossing her hair back and smiling at her drained
breasts, Bree followed behind her friends.

***

The following day, Bree, Dana and Lindsay
woke up relatively late considering the time difference mixed with
their late night of partying. Luckily, they were not too hung over
and spent the day lounging by the pool again. Being a Saturday, the
Wynn was especially crowded and they had plenty of entertainment
for people watching.

Bree had woken up with a heaviness in her
limbs and she recognized it as a welcome, thoroughly-fucked
feeling. Her breasts were still considerably empty thanks to Alex
and his hearty appetite. Bree knew it would only be a matter of
hours before her breasts filled again and she would be plagued by
their hard fullness.

Sure enough, just before lunch Bree began to
feel the telltale fullness as her breasts sought release. Dana and
Lindsay went into the pool and Bree stayed behind, hoping to
manually express some of her milk. She hoped to find another eager
participant that evening in her nursing seduction, but for now she
would need to use her hands to offer some release.

She pulled down her bright orange bikini and
took one of her firm breasts into her soft hands. Using her thumb
and forefinger, she stroked downwards as she squeezed the dark
tissue surrounding her nipple, coaxing the milk to come. To her
relief, a slow trickle began and Bree audibly sighed with pleasure
as the trickle came faster. Her other breast recognized the
much-needed let down and began to squirt milk as well. Bree’s
breasts always started with a slow trickle before forceful streams
and then back to a lazy trickle.

Bree tipped her head back, closing her eyes
as she took pleasure in her release.

“Oh! I’m so sorry!” squeaked a voice and
Bree’s eyes flew open to see their young waitress quickly cover her
eyes.

“No, it’s my fault,” Bree said covering
herself with a towel. The waitress was young and pretty with olive
skin and a high, dark brown ponytail.