Good 'Till the Last Drop: Lactation Erotica Bundle (7 page)

Juliet nodded and stood up, “Yes, sir,” she
whispered, before turning on her heel and shaking her ass as she
went up the staircase.

Tonight she could be anyone she wanted to be
with Jonathan. Her inner sexual freak roared to life and she knew
that she was going to love this every bit as much as Jonathan
would, maybe even more so. She was going to be paid an obscene
amount of money to sleep with a handsome and wealthy man.

She reached the top of the steps and walked
to the second door on the left. The hallway was dimly lit and she
pushed open the bedroom door and flicked on the lights. The room
was bathed in soft recessed lighting and Juliet immediately noticed
the black leather chair that sat in the corner, turned to face the
bed. The bed was extremely large, taking up most of the room, and
had four high posters, all dark polished wood. Juliet glanced up to
see a mirrored ceiling above the bed and her breath came faster as
images of Jonathan fucking her in full view ran through her
mind.

A bench sat at the foot of the bed and, a
large ornate chest took up most of the far wall. Juliet assumed the
chest was where all of the toys were stored. She noticed two doors
and she pushed open the first one revealing a comfortable bathroom
with a shower. She closed that door, and opened the other door,
which was a small closet. Juliet hung her purse over a door hook
and then slowly peeled off her dress before hanging it on a hanger.
The collar was resting on a shelf and she picked it up to examine
it. It was plain, thick leather minus any detail. Feeling naughty,
Juliet wrapped it around her neck before snapping it tightly. Now
she belonged to Jonathan.

She snuck back into the bathroom to check
herself. Her breasts were even larger than they had been an hour
ago, and Juliet could feel that they were heavy with milk.
Satisfied with her reflection, she went to the bed and sat down as
she had been instructed. She bent her head so that her hair fell in
a long curtain across her face. She waited.

Two agonizingly long minutes passed before
Juliet heard the knob turn and she sat very still as Jonathan
entered the room.

“Ah, yes,” he whispered, but Juliet didn’t
dare look up. She heard the leather chair groan from Jonathan’s
weight and she knew he had sat down.

“Come here,” he ordered. Juliet stood up and
walked slowly towards him. He was wearing the same clothes, but he
was barefoot and his white shirt was completely open, his chest
exposed. To Juliet’s delight she saw that his chest was hard, and
he had a clearly defined six-pack. Juliet stood between his legs,
waiting for the next order.

“Turn around and bend over. I want your
sweet little ass in my face,” he breathed.

“Yes, sir.”

Juliet turned around, bending over as she
limberly grasped her ankles, her ass high and exposed. Jonathan
breathed heavily as he reached his arms out, running his fingers
along the backs of her legs and thighs, until he reached her ass,
grabbing it firmly in his large hands. Juliet moaned as Jonathan
did exactly what she had hoped for.

Spinning her around, he eyed her breasts
hungrily and then reached down to unzip his fly.

“Suck me,” her ordered.
Juliet licked her lips, “Yes, sir,” she murmured, dropping to her
knees and tugging on his boxers. Jonathan’s impressive cock sprung
upwards and Juliet tried to conceal her excitement. Jonathan had
the most beautiful member she had ever laid eyes on. It was
perfectly shaped, long and thick, without any blemishes. She parted
her lips before opening them wide to take Jonathan.

Wrapping her lips around Jonathan’s
thickness, she moved her mouth up and down his shaft, reveling in
how warm and hard he felt within her mouth. She swirled her salvia
around him, making sure she wet his cock properly before dragging
her tongue over him. Jonathan shifted in his seat, his eyes closed
with pleasure.

“Mmmm,” Juliet hummed against his skin and
Jonathan gasped from the sensation. Shifting on her knees, Juliet
took all of Jonathan into her mouth, pushing his cock back deep in
her throat as she brought her lips against the flesh of his base.
Jonathan moaned from her impressive deep throating. Juliet began to
move at a steady pace, sucking his cock as if it were a sweet, cold
popsicle on a sweltering summer’s day. She loved moving her head
back and forth, over and over his cock, sucking and tasting him,
his masculine smell mingling with his sweat.

Excitedly, she felt Jonathan twitch inside
her mouth and she knew he must be close to orgasm. She felt
Jonathan’s hands tangle in her hair, and he grasped her head as he
began to move her head faster and faster. She pulled her mouth off
him, before pushing fiercely down again and she was happy to hear
Jonathan gasp with carnal pleasure. Moments later, Jonathan
exploded in her mouth and Juliet eagerly pushed his cock in the
back of her mouth as she felt his warmth run down her throat.

As she swallowed Jonathan’s fluids, she felt
the tingling building in her breasts and she knew they would soon
need their release. Panting, Jonathan pulled Juliet up and looked
at her, brushing his hands against her swollen breasts.

“That was beyond words,” he said, his breath
ragged. “Did you like it?” he asked.

“Yes, sir,” Juliet purred, licking her lips.
With smug pleasure, she watched Jonathan’s eyes pop at her small
gesture before he quickly composed himself.

“Take off your heels and stand on the bed
and hold on to each of the posts by the headboard,” he said
softly.

“Yes, sir.” A whisper.

Juliet walked to the bed, before stepping
out of her heels and climbing onto the mattress. She stepped across
to the head of the bed and held onto each post. She watched as
Jonathan rummaged in the chest and came out with two bits of
smooth, white rope. Juliet felt her mouth go dry as she wondered
what Jonathan had planned. He climbed onto the bed, then skillfully
wrapped the rope around each of her wrists and then bound her
wrists to the post. Juliet was forced to stay standing, her wrists
bound to the bed.

“Much better,” Jonathan said, before sinking
to the bed, his face level with Juliet’s stomach. He brought his
mouth to the skin just above her panties and he brushed his lips
softly against her, teasingly.

“Ohhh,” Juliet whimpered, her body sensitive
and ready. Wrapping his hands around her ass, Jonathan pulled
Juliet towards him, pushing her pussy into his face. He breathed
against her panties, the hot air moving through the fabric to heat
her further. She immediately sagged against her restraints, the
pure pleasure of Jonathan’s mouth washing over her.

“Pace yourself,” he whispered.

“Yes, sir,” she moaned back, tugging on her
restraints once more.

Ever so slowly, Jonathan slid his fingers
into the sides of her boyshorts, and with painstaking slowness,
pulled them down her legs and finally slipped them off over her
feet. He trailed kisses up Juliet’s thighs, never kissing Juliet
where she desired it most. Juliet moaned and whimpered, and her
breasts fought the restraints of the bra. Finally, Jonathan pushed
his mouth against her sex and slipped his tongue between her
folds.

“Agghh,” Juliet cried out as Jonathan’s warm
tongue invaded her. He moved his tongue over her inner folds,
tracing her soft lines and exploring her crevices. He hovered near
her opening, but never entered which only drove Juliet wilder with
her desire. Reaching up, Jonathan used his hands to open Juliet
like a flower, before swiftly flicking his tongue against her clit.
Juliet sagged again, the restraints holding her up as she tried to
absorb the pleasure.

“Please. Please, sir,” she begged.

“What do you want, Juliet?” he asked with
deliberate slowness.

“Your tongue!” she gasped.

“Where?”

“My pussy!” she cried out.

In one swift movement, Jonathan pushed his
tongue deep inside her, and Juliet cried out carnally as she felt
his warm tongue enter her. In and out moved his tongue as his hands
rubbed and tickled her clit. Juliet felt her juices dripping and
she could feel Jonathan lapping up her wetness. She began to
tremble as she felt her body pushing towards orgasm.

“That’s right,” Jonathan crooned, “Come for
me, Juliet.”
“Yes, sir,” Juliet gasped before her orgasm burst through her body,
sending waves of pleasure over her as she slumped against her
restraints, her body trembling. When the last wave had rocked her
and Jonathan had licked to his fill, he stood up and untied Juliet,
who immediately dropped to the bed, spent and exhausted.

Jonathan sat on the edge of the bed allowing
Juliet to catch her breath, her chest heaving up and down as her
hardened breasts bounced. He ran his hand in her wetness and
groaned. He was naked from the waist down and Juliet noticed that
his cock was hard and full again, twitching with anticipation. She
knew he would want to fuck her while she was so wet and ready for
him. As if reading her mind, he slid his shirt over his arms, and
Juliet watched it flutter to the ground in a small, discarded
heap.

Jonathan reached over Juliet and grabbed a
section of rope. He pulled her hands above her head, and bound her
wrists together so that her arms were over her head,
immobilized.

“Do you want me to fuck you?” he asked, his
voice low and throaty.

“Yes, sir,” she said weakly.

Jonathan pulled a condom from somewhere off
the side of the bed, and tore open the wrapper before swiftly
unrolling it down his shaft. Grunting, he positioned himself over
Juliet, his breath hot and heavy against her face, smelling of mint
and tea. He slowly slid his cock into Juliet, stretching her inch
by inch and she arched her back with his delicious entry. She
glanced towards the ceiling and moaned at the erotic reflection of
her and Jonathan’s tangled limbs.

“Ohhhh,” she groaned once he was completely
inside her. Jonathan paused, reveling in having his cock so tightly
hugged, as Juliet moaned from being filled so completely. Then he
pulled out, causing Juliet to whimper from the friction. Again, he
entered her, this time faster and harder and Juliet groaned again.
Faster and faster, Jonathan worked and Juliet’s mind began to go
blissfully blank. Jonathan was a focused lover, and he kept
murmuring “Your breasts. I want to drink from your breasts.” Seeing
that Juliet was tied up, she could only thrust her chest forward,
knowing her milk was going to shoot upwards once her bra was
removed. She could already feel milk slowly leaking from her
hardened nipples.

Abruptly, Jonathan sat up, pulling Juliet
with him, not breaking their connection. He threw her arms over his
head, so that her arms were resting on his shoulders. The tingling
in her breasts was overwhelming and becoming painful and she needed
Jonathan to relieve her. As if reading her thoughts, he reached and
unsnapped the front clasp of her bra. Her bra sprang open at the
front, and she instantly felt her let down. There was no small
trickle this time, but instead, as if a fountain had been turned
on, each breast gushed thick streams of pearly fluid.

Jonathan gasped loudly before instinctively
moving his mouth towards her breasts, trying to catch her milk.
Juliet moaned in relief as her breasts emptied themselves and she
watched with a salacious thrill as Jonathan’s face was sprayed as
he moved his hungry mouth from breast to breast. He gasped as he
tried to swallow her sweet milk, and droplets of milk clung to his
cheeks, while fat drops rolled down his chin. It was by far the
most erotic thing Juliet had ever witnessed.

Jonathan continued to thrust in and out of
her, while Juliet’s milk continued to flow freely due to her
fullness and sexual arousal. One of her breasts leaked milk, and it
dripped down her stomach and onto the black bed sheets, soaking the
material. Meanwhile, Jonathan focused on the other breast,
squeezing it with both hands as his mouth pressed firmly against
her nipple, suckling her, interrupted by his small moans of
pleasure.

Juliet moaned loudly, fighting her
restraints and wanting to grab onto Jonathan’s dark hair as he
sucked her dry. Satisfied with the one breast, he wiped his mouth
with the back of his hand before moving on to her other breast.
Juliet could feel her milk dwindling and the tug on her nipples
made the sensations in her groin that much hotter. The nipple
stimulation plus deep penetration sent Juliet over the edge and her
body rocked from her second orgasm, which was even more intense
than the first. Crying out, she felt her milk surge through her
breasts again, and Jonathan’s strangled cry let her know that he
was coming too.

Again, Jonathan moved his mouth between her
breasts, trying to catch the final jets of milk. Juliet watched as
one breast shot all over his face, while his mouth eagerly drank
from her other breast. Juliet’s breathing began to return to
normal, and at last Jonathan pulled off her breasts as they had
finally run dry. Jonathan pulled Juliet’s arms up over his head
before undoing the ropes. Juliet shook out her wrists, her skin
tingling from the tightness.

“Holy fuck,” Jonathan whispered, staring at
Juliet.

“Get on all fours,” he said quietly, and
Juliet, unbelieving there could possibly be more, obeyed, her ass
facing Jonathan. She felt his hands first as they moved along her
ass, spreading her cheeks and digging his fingers into her
flesh.

“That was one of the most intense encounters
I have ever had,” he breathed into her skin. “I want to spank you,
it felt so fucking good.”

Juliet’s breath caught in her throat as she
felt his hands rove along her ass.

“But not tonight. One
night, I will take your ass and make it mine, but not tonight. Do
you understand? I
will
claim your ass.”