Milk for the Billionaire (billionaire domination and lactation erotica) (3 page)

“How’s this?” He asked, as his cock’s head
disappeared inside his secretary, the walls of her vagina squeezing
him, pulling him inside and refusing to let go. “Mmm... you’re so
warm,” he said, massaging her waist, “so wet, so tight.” He arched
his back toward her, pushing in another inch. “I love the way
you’re gripping me, this snatch is so good, Sandy, I never want to
stop fucking you.” He pulled his prick halfway out, and then
stroked in again, giving her another inch.

She sighed, leaned her head back and closed
her eyes. “Do whatever you want with my body, Mister Madisen,” she
said, “I’m all yours whenever you want me.”

“Good,” he said, pushing forward, “I’ll
remember that.”

Elation flooded Sandy again the instant she
felt Mr. Madisen’s smooth, heavy balls come to rest against her.
She moved her hips again, trying to work him just a little deeper,
and then started to rotate them.

“Put your feet straight out,” Mr. Madisen
said, his voice barely above a whisper. “Straight out in front of
you, yes, like that.”

He used his weight and his considerable
strength to pull Sandy into a sitting position with his cock still
inside her. Her tits, she realized as soon as his lips found one of
her pebbled, pink, aching nipples, were right in his face.

She almost lost it again.

Sandy clutched Mr. Madisen’s head to her
breast and pumped her hips hard and fast. He suckled her, one hand
squeezing her tit and the other around the small of her back,
holding her body against him.

Looking down, the milk dripping out of Mr.
Madisen’s lips and smearing across her pale, barely-freckled skin
flicked another switch inside of Sandy. She tossed her head back,
flipping her hair out of the way so she could watch this beautiful
man sucking her tits. He moved to the other, kneading her, hungrily
filling his mouth with her fluid and trying his best to keep it
from dribbling out, although she had built up so much that proved
impossible. The more he licked and gulped, the more she gave him.
He seemed insatiable, and that just made Sandy happier.

She could not really comprehend how this all
made her feel at that moment, looking at him and watching the
obvious and intense pleasure he was getting from her body, from
that thing that she had been so terribly embarrassed about not an
hour ago. She rocked her hips forward, back, and forward again in
time with the squeezes he gave her breast and the circles his
tongue took around her nipple when he opened his lips for a
breath.

Sandy Jackson felt, for the first time in her
life, like she was every ounce as sexy, beautiful and fascinating
as this man told her she was.
Everyone else just said the
words
, she thought, moaning as he locked his lips around her
again,
this one goes through with them, this one shows me how
special I am.

That familiar warmth crept up her belly and
over her chest in a flush. Mr. Madisen was breathing hard,
obviously straining to keep his balls from erupting inside her.
Unbelievably, she was close to a second cum. In truth, the first
one never really stopped, as the pulsating walls of her pussy
reminded her.

Feeling bold, she put a finger under Mr.
Madisen’s chin and lifted his head. They locked eyes for a moment
before she playfully pushed him backwards until the carped made a
koosh
sound under his weight. He grabbed two handfuls of
Sandy’s ass, massaging her hard and lifting her off his body then
thrusting up to meet her with a deep stroke of his cock.

Using her legs as pistons, she bounced up
until he almost fell out, and then slammed back down, surprising
even herself with her urgency. Mr. Madisen relaxed his head on the
carpet and let a pleasured laugh escape his lips. He drove upward
so hard his balls slapped against Sandy’s perfect, round ass again
and again and again.

Seconds later, she felt his thick forearms on
her back, pulling her forward until Mr. Madisen’s mouth found her
tits again. He held her in place, pumping his hips up and down as
hard and as fast as he could, his heavy ballsack making a
thwack
each time he slammed her with his thick,
ready-to-burst cock.

She held her breath for what felt like a
lifetime. Mr. Madisen pushed his hips up, grabbed both of her tits
in his hands and squeezed. Her milk dribbled out of his mouth,
pooled at the base of his neck, and Sandy’s clit grinded hard
against his muscular pubis.

Her breath caught in her throat on the way
out, and she felt Mr. Madisen’s tool enlarge inside her body just
as a spurt of juice forced its way out of her.

“Oh-oh-ohmigod!” Sandy squealed as her walls
handcuffed Mr. Madisen again, this time massaging his shaft with
the pulsating waves of her climax. A happy moan slipped out of her
lips, and her boss grunted hard when the first jet of his cum
filled her pussy the same way her milk filled his mouth.

He lay his head back and moaned a baritone
“Ooooohhhnnnnnnn...” as his cock pumped again, filling his naughty
secretary with a load that dripped out of her sex to mix with all
the juice collecting at the base of his dick. Just then, Sandy
began to shake again, and noises she had never heard came out of
her, from somewhere very deep inside. Her walls squeezed the last
drop out of Mr. Madison, and started to convulse even harder than
before.

She grit her teeth, the cords on her neck
stood out and every muscle in her body clenched as if to try and
keep together. Then in one instant, one unbelievable split-second,
it all released. Another gush of fluid sprayed around Mr. Madisen’s
cock and her breasts, still clutched in his hands, filled his
mouth, and covered the side of his face. She shook uncontrollably,
and he held her tight against him, not letting her go. Her entire
world melted into a surreal painting of shades of white that washed
over her, filled her being, and wrapped her like a blanket.

Finally, completely spent, and completely
relieved of every ounce of tension and strain, Sandy collapsed
against Mr. Madisen, who wrapped an arm around her back and nestled
her head against the crook of his neck.

They remained in the floor, in each other’s
arms, for a few minutes until both of them had caught enough breath
to get up and dress.

“What are you going to do about this?” Mr.
Madisen asked with a grin, holding up the panties that Sandy had
ripped. “I’d hate for you to have to sit around the office the rest
of the day with nothing to keep all that juice from dripping
out.”

She had to laugh, but genuinely had no idea.
“I... I couldn’t tell you. I mean, yeah, this is going to make a
mess if I don’t do something about it.” She chewed her lip
again.

“Do you remember what you said? About being
mine whenever I want?”

Sandy nodded, slowly, waiting for the other
foot to drop.

“Tell you what. You keep that promise, and I
mean really keep it – whenever I want, you appear – and you can
take the rest of the week off. Hell, let’s make it permanent. If I
call, you show up and keep right on satisfying my urges. You keep
right on being my naughty, slutty little secretary mommy. That’ll
be your job. No more paperwork, no more... well, coming in at all.
Agree, and this,” he kissed her, his tongue swirling inside her
mouth, and squeezed her breast again, “this will be your job.”

She shook her head, not believing his
proposition. “Are... are you serious?”

He nodded, cocking an eyebrow. “What do you
say?”

“I... um... well, is that even possible? I
mean, what about HR? Won’t they wonder why I’m being paid but never
here?”

He laughed. “Are you kidding? I own this
company. Almost two thousand employees work in this building.
Probably five more across the country. You think HR is going to
notice one? No, no, I don’t think you have to worry.” He flashed
that perfect grin again as he buttoned his shirt. “So, what do you
say? This could be the start of a beautiful thing, you know.”

Not entirely sure why she was responding as
she was, Sandy tentatively nodded her answer. “Okay... yes, okay.”
She managed a little smile. “So, that’s it for the day then?” She
adjusted her skirt as best she could, her head still swimming from
everything that had happened.

“I’ll be in touch,” Mr. Madisen said as he
handed her jacket over.

Sandy Jackson turned to leave. For the second
time that day, she smiled inwardly, and thought
I really do like
this new Sandy
.

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Milk for Her Billionaire

By Francis Ashe

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Milk for Her Billionaire

Copyright 2012 Francis Ashe

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