Milked by Master: A BWWM Lactation Romance, Box Set (6 page)

“
Mmmmmm,”
Clara moaned, letting her head fall limp against his chiseled chest.
Drew tongued her earlobe, squeezing her milk laden tits harder
forcing more sweet cream to seep through the threads of her dress.

“
Open…
the door…” he commanded her again, as he covered her
neck with deep feathery kisses. Clara could felt the strength drain
from her muscles. Resisting him was no longer an option. Her entire
body craved him, every gland was on fire, willing her to submit.
Drew’s fingers crept the sides of her v neck and tugged
downward, desperately searching for access to her sweet nectar.

“
Open
the door…baby,” his voice was urgent and strained with
arousal. “You need this don’t you?” Clara felt
steaming lines of pussy juice leak down her thigh as his hot breath
swirled in her earlobe. “You want me to breed you, don’t
you?” He sneered, licking her neck and squeezing her tits
harder. “That’s why you invited me here, we both know
it,” he whispered. “And it’s going to happen,
you’re the perfect vessel to carry my seed,” Drew
continued, pulling Clara’s supple ass cheeks against his
engorged cock. She gasped as he turned her around to face him.
Running his massive pale hand between her legs, he licked his lips
before kissing her chin. “Niiiice and juicy,” he groaned
into her mouth. Parting her luscious lips with his tongue, he pressed
her against her front door. Clara arched her back, ignoring all of
her inhibitions. There was no time for caution. She needed his huge
drooling white cock raw inside of her as much as she needed her next
breath and the both knew it.

Cupping
her chin, Drew tilted her head up towards him. He looked her square
in the eyes so he could see her reaction- vulnerable passionate. “I’m
not going anywhere until you take this…” he used his
other hand to guide her to his throbbing package, “
all
of this
deep inside you. You want it don’t you?” he huskily
whispered, sucking her bottom lip.

Clara
nodded. His face was illuminated by the moonlight, his intentions
were clear. He was going to breed her, inject her full of his potent
seed. He was going to bring her back to life by putting one inside of
her. He pressed his knee between her thick creamy brown thighs,
splitting her legs. Clara felt her plump pussy lips spread as
droplets of sex dribbled out of her.

“
Tell
me…” Drew sneered, “Say you need me inside of
you,” he commanded as he kneaded one of her hefty milky orbs.

“
Uhhmmmm,
I need it...” Clara was dizzy with desire. Drew wanted to take
full possession of her mind body and soul and she was more than
willing to succumb to his demands.

“
Come
now, don’t be bashful,” he whispered. Bending down, he
sucked her nipple through her dress. The delectable flavor of drying
milk danced on taste buds. “I’m gonna give you exactly
what you want…” he moaned into her hot bloated breasts.
“Hmm? That’s what you need, to be bred like the Queen you
are,” he murmured into her lips as he laid a damp lingering
kiss on her protruding lips. “You need to be fucked by a real
man…
say
it,”
he
prompted her, massaging her neck, then caressing down the length of
her back until he reached the curve of her bulbous ebony ass.

Clara’s
entire body was ablaze with her desperate longing for this man to
take her, milk her, breed her, do whatever he pleased with her
reached a fevered peak. She reached up and ran her fingers through
the strands of his wavy hair, and caressed his cheekbone. The
contrast of his ivory skin against her toffee hand sent her pussy
into overdrive. It was involuntarily contracting now, squeezing and
screaming to be filled with stream after stream of his hot, white
load.

“
I-I
need to be fucked by a real man…please… please…”
she moaned the words driveled out of her mouth as she struggled to
wrap her mind around what was happening to her. Drew’s educated
hands seemed to be all over her body at once-squeezing her nipples,
sucking her lips, palming her ass. “I need you to…mmmm—God….
I need you to breed me…M-
Massa
…”
Clara pleaded softly.

The
one word sent Drew over the edge. Grabbing a fistful of her thick
ebony locks, he held his face to hers. “I’m going to
drain my balls inside of that juicy black cunt of yours, then you’ll
beg for more,” he whispered sharply as he licked and alternated
suckling her lips while massaging one of her massive, milky breasts.
She was nearly exposed, right there on her front porch, shield only
by Drew’s towering frame and the dark of night. Turning Clara
around so that her face was against the wooden entrance, he lifted
her dress, exposing her curved cheeks and hot pink thong. Pressing
his hard cock against her steamy pussy, Clara gasped as the cool
night air tickled her soaking flesh. “
OPEN
THE DOOR
…”
he repeated for the last time through clenched teeth, no longer able
to control his carnal craving for her.

“
Ohhmmmm-
Y-yes Massa…” Clara complied in one motion, unlatching
the lock and pulling him inside.

           
“
Massa-Ohmmm-uhhh!!!”
Clara sighed, assuming the role she’d only fantasized playing
in her mind.  Drew concentrated on grinding his hardness against
her ass as he held her hips firmly against him. Shoving his huge pale
veined hand up her dress he coarsely palmed her right tit until
droplets of milk dribbled free as he continued to dry thrust her
soaking mound. He yanked her dress all the way up to her waist and
ripped her thong letting it flutter to the floor. Pulling her exposed
wet snatch onto the knee of his pants, he prodded her ass and pussy
with his bulge, while squeezing both of her dripping tits under her
dress. Askew jets of watery foremilk shot from Clara’s
distended black nipples. Hitting the end table and the lamp shade.
Clara moaned and threw her head back onto Drew’s shoulder as he
pushed his knee against her slippery slit, mercilessly milking her.
She belonged to him and in that moment she knew that he was going to
do whatever he wanted to her.

           
“
Good girl,
sssshhhh, let Master have his milk. Whose is it?” he demanded
in a low gravelly tone as he ground his knee cap against her gaping
pussy.

           
“
Ughhhhhhh,
Massa, its youuuurrrss! Your milk!”

“
All
mine?” Drew was unrelenting. He needed her in the worst way.
Determined to make good on his promise, he’d have to try and
keep control of himself until she fully submitted to him.

“
Yes
Massa, it’s yours, I swear!” Clara was beside herself
with desire as she looked down at his pale white hands wrapped around
her darkened areolas. Her pussy gushed sex juice into the cloth of
his trousers. Beads of perspiration emerged on her forehead as Drew
expertly expelled the sweet nectar from her tits, spraying anything
in its path.

“
Do
you need a Master?” Drew murmured in her ear. “Do you
want a Master?”

“
Yes!
Massa, yes! Please don’t stop…” Clara begged him
to use her, to make her take everything he had to five and then some.
Her entire body was engulfed in his dominance. Without warning he
lifted her off of his knee and pushed her up against the foyer wall.
Dropping down to her buxom ebony ass, he buried his face in between,
licking and nibbling her cheeks. “Auuughhhhmmmmygod….”
Clara groaned. The new sensation sent waves of electricity running up
her spine. She caressed her sticky massive hanging milk bags. Taking
hold of her dimpled bottom Drew pulled her cheeks apart and lapped at
her asshole, sliding one hand between her legs to her damp throbbing
hot pussy flicking her clit. “Auuuhhghhhmmm, uhhhhh!”
Clara had no choice but to cast inhibition to the wind. Drew was
systematically awakening her comatose body with such fierce intensity
that she barely knew where she was. She was drunk on lust as he
lapped at her ass, massaging and squeezing her cheeks, occasionally
coming down on them with a slick
SMACK!
Then
jostling them about a little more.

Drew’s
cock was throbbing in his pants, pleading for release. He whipped
Clara around to face him with so much force that the motion propelled
globules of thick creamy milk to drip from her erected nipples.
Grabbing a fistful of her coarse ebony hair, he guided her onto her
knees. “That’s it… be a good girl and look at your
Master… yeesss…ahhh… yeah… Good girl,”
he coaxed her as he laid her head against the wall with one hand and
pulled his stiff cock out of his boxers. He let it fall free as the
sheer weight of the erection brought it down on Clara’s dewy
forehead with a sickening
THWACK!
Clara
was stunned at how much larger his cock was in person. He was hung
like a stallion, with robust heavy balls. Clara’s mouth watered
at the sight of his smooth thick ivory cock.
That
ain’t no dildo girl, it’s the real thing,
she
thought as she stared down the length of his dense veined shaft.
Opening her mouth wide, she invited him into the warmth of her mouth,
begging him to give her a taste of his sex. “Not yet,”
Drew growled as he brought his cock and balls closer to her face. His
bitter musk was intoxicating.

“
Yes
Mass-uhhhhhh!” Clara’s head suddenly jerked back as Drew
pulled her hair once again.

“
Is
my little chocolate sow getting ahead of herself? You do what I say
when I say it, understand? Now open your trap…yeah…
wider… wider…” Drew bit his bottom lip in
anticipation at the sight of Clara’s gaping trap. Her perfectly
soft pout lined the entryway perfectly. Lines of clear saliva escaped
from the corners of her mouth as she held her position awaiting his
next command. Clara’s pussy juice pooled beneath her in a
puddle of her own milk and drool. Her hefty chocolate breasts
continued to dribble drops of milk that ran along the length of her
curves creating a glazed tracks of dried cream.

THWAP!
THWAP! THWAP!

“
UHHH,”
Clara was startled by Drew slapping his robust cock firmly across the
cheek.

“
I
said look at me cow,” Drew demanded, cupping her chin in his
hands. Her mouth still stretched wide, the drool was freely flowing
from her now. She looked up at him with wide chestnut eyes. “You
want this big white cock?” He probed in a low voice as he
rubbed himself to full erection.

“
Uh-huh,”
Clara nodded as a tears brimmed in her eyes. She never wanted
anything more in her entire life. She could taste his dick already,
hoping that if she kept her eyes on him and stretched her mouth as
far as it would go that he would finally decide to reward her with
the delectable pleasure of tasting his cock.

“
No
teeth, no hands, ya hear me?” Drew instructed. “The only
thing I better feel is the back of your throat, understand?”
Clara nodded. Her pussy creamed at his words. This was her real live
fantasy, being played out in her own home! Drew abruptly stuffed his
long hard white rod into her mouth. “Ahhhhhh...yeah...”
He groaned, pulling her hair and bending his knees slightly. “That’s
a good fit, don’t you think so?” He leered at her bobbing
head as he thrust his manhood in and out of her opening like a high
powered piston.

Clara
could only make sick guttural gargling noises as Drew pulverized her
throat with his swollen veiny shaft. With each withdrawal, cords of
syrupy white drool ran from Clara’s mouth and down his delicate
balls. He finally pulled out she coughed up more gooey saliva but it
was only a beat before he gripped the sides of her head and really
went in on her, pumping into her like her mouth was a pussy,
mercilessly nestling his cock into her windpipe. “Yeah…”
he snarled… “That’s it baby… you’re
being such a good girl taking Master’s cock like a pro...
Ahhhh…” he sighed and groaned each time he felt his
spongy prick make contact with her battered uvula. “More lips
he demanded, as Clara attempted to close her mouth around his
massively thick cock. Her pout gripped the bulging veins on his shaft
as she circled her tongue around his hot root.

“
URRRMMM!!”was
all Clara could muster as she attempted to shriek and moan through
the solid girth of his irate cock. Drew pressed against her, shoving
his dick deep into her mouth and fucked it ruthlessly.

“
All
of this is going to be inside of that tight pussy of yours soon,”
he groaned. Thrusting in and out, back and forth Clara’s head
lightly banged against the wall from the motion of his love. Clara’s
neglected pussy ached for attention so she reached down and started
fingering herself for relief.  Drew immediately yanked his cock
from her mouth and spanked her overextended jaw with his hard
dripping cock. “Tsk, tsk, tsk! My little hucow wouldn’t
be touching herself now would she?” His expression turned
serious as he spanked her other cheek with his cock, lifted it then
shoved his massive sopping balls in her face. “Suck ‘em
you little black whore! Get all that spit and cum, that’s
right… lap it up like the heifer you are. You like being a cow
slut for a white man don’t you?” he coaxed her as he
rubbed the slimy saliva/pre-cum mixture up and down the length of his
shaft.