Milked by Master: A BWWM Lactation Romance, Box Set (8 page)

           
“
Ahhhhmmm-Ohhhh,
Massa, mmmmm-UHH!” she gasped as Drew inserted two fingers
inside to accompany his tongue. He pumped his long white fingers in
and out of her juicy dark pussy, hungrily slurping up her sticky
nectar. He claimed everything she had to give. His hardened cock
throbbed as it bobbed up and down while he devoured Clara’s
saturated pussy. She gasped as he slowed his pace. He careful
inserted a third finger… then a fourth… sinking them
deeper and deeper into her flooded abyss. Drew pulled his face back
so that he could concentrate his entire hand inside of her, deeply
massaging her insides.

           
“
MASSA-AGGGHH-MMM...”
Clara howled into the still night air as Drew owned her sopping back
cunt with one hand.

           
“
That’s it,
nigg’r,” he coaxed gruffly. “Open wide for your
Master… Let me in… you like that?” He taunted
her, already knowing her answer. “Oh yeah, you know you like
that. A worthless black cunt like you doesn’t know anything
else, do you?”

           
“
N-No Massa- I
mean…Y-Yes Massa-uuhhh!” Clara was beside herself with
pleasure. Drew pumped his massive white hand in and out of her pussy
at break neck speed, pushing in deeper each time. He marveled at her
glistening, golden body, nearly allowing himself to be hypnotized by
her chaotic thrashing movements. Her response to his power over her
was nearly overwhelming, as his swollen, leaking cock threatened to
detonate at any moment. Still, he knew he had to hold on. As he
continued plunging his hand inside of her, out of the corner of his
eye he caught sight of her wrists, tied behind her back, bound with
her very own thong. Drew exhaled deeply as he felt his engorged dick
grow, aching to be satisfied.
Your time will come,
he thought
to himself.
Give her what she needs. Feed her craving.

           
Without warning, he
flipped Clara over onto her back and thrust his head between her
legs. His pale muscular forearms wrapped around her juicy dark thighs
like ravenous anacondas, as he pried her legs apart to get a good
view of her shimmering cunt. Her entire body was on fire as she
arched her back and rotated her hips while struggling with her wrist
restraints. Clara knew that Drew’s waiting mouth was ready to
devour her at any moment. The anticipation was so intense that she
felt ill.

           
“
Ughhhmmmmm,”
she moaned as Drew tightened his hold on her. “Massa…
please… please…” her throbbing pussy shouted
through her as she gave in to his dominance and her wanton lust. She
could feel the liquid sex stream out of her hole, saturating the bed
spread. Her massive brown tits bubbled with milk, which drizzled down
the arc of her engorged breasts.

           
“
You want
Master’s mouth, slut?” Drew’s voice was strained
with desire. He wanted nothing more than to taste her again. As her
bold aroma danced into his nostrils he was instinctually compelled to
dive as deep into her as possible, but he knew he had to wait just a
little longer. The sensation of her slithering black body unraveling
underneath his ivory muscles fed his determination. His iron cock
begged him for release, but Drew held strong.
She’s your
property now. Her body belongs to you,
he thought as he tightened
his hold on her once more as she struggled to free her wrists.

           
“
Yes, Massa
please!” Clara arched her back in a desperate attempt to coax
Drew’s mouth to her promised land. He enjoyed watching her
squirm as much as she loved being taunted by him. She could see the
sparkle in his eye every time he gave her an order or demanded
something of her. Her hot wet pussy creamed as the rush of freedom
took over her mind. She was no longer controlled by her ego. She was
no longer bound by mental restraints. Drew’s dominance over her
gave her license to feel without inhibition. As she lay there tied,
pinned and leaking she felt her entire body clench. Clara closed her
eyes as she felt the steam of Drew’s hot breath near her aching
pussy. She thrust her hips into the air as millions of tingly bolts
fired through her body. “Oh…oh… Massa… I’m
sorry…can’t…stop…” Clara panted
through her manic gibberish.  “Massa, I-I-think I’m….
I’m…UHHHHHHH!” Her belly contracted as she lifted
her hips. She her thighs involuntarily attempted to shut, but Drew
held them wide open, exposing her carnal sweet spot. Her pussy
spasmed as the reality of her fantasy coming true washed over her.
Clara’s climatic shivers ravaged her from the inside out as she
released a guttural groan as the orgasm ripped through her fleshy,
ebony body.

           
Drew marveled at the
spent, panting chocolate goddess as he held her firmly in his grasp.
Her dark skin glistened in the moonlight while her skin rippled from
her uncontrollable quivering. Her huge black nipples secreted lines
of creamy white milk while she huffed frantically, trying to catch
her breath. He caught himself drooling at the thought of wrapping his
mouth around her swollen tit and gorging himself on her sweet nectar.
His cock nearly exploded at the sight of Clara’s gaping pussy,
still automatically flexing as the shock of her violent orgasm echoed
through her walls. Seeing her there, so vulnerable, so exposed drove
him over the edge. He was foaming at the mouth with desire, as the
craving for a taste of her took over. Her sopping cunt opened,
inviting him to sample her scrumptiously forbidden sex. He took a
deep breath as he gave in, pulling her lower body toward him slowly
while Clara moaned uncontrollably. When she felt Drew’s lips
make contact with her pulsing succulent pussy, her thighs relaxed
instantly, falling to the sides.

           
“
Uhhhgggmmmmmm,
Massa, Oh…God…” Clara moaned as he pressed his
face further into her dripping valley. He squeezed her thick brown
thigh meat as her tangy aroma encircled his senses. Drew pulled back
slightly, studying her insides, taking her beauty in.

           
“
That’s it
nigg’r, feel Master’s tongue. I own your slave cunt,”
he mumbled into her soft pink fleshy folds. Drew pressed his nose
against her swollen lips, as he allowed her intoxicating scent inside
of him. He shook his head from side to side, peeling her open as he
sunk his strong white fingers into the jiggle of her cocoa thighs.

           
“
Ohhhmmmmmmyyymasaa…”
Clara breathed as her body opened for him. The dichotomy of his
tender mouth with his piercing fingers and his verbal degradation of
her made her head swirl. He was taking his sweet time undoing her,
making good on all of the promises he made.

           
Drew opened his mouth,
taking in her sour sweetness, going to work on her soaked cunt hole.
Clara groaned even louder as her hands, still bound behind and
beneath her, gripped the bedspread. Her bottom lip quivered as he
drew more and more juice from her aching pussy, silently pleading for
him not to stop. Lifting her head slightly, she was met with the
sight of his thick hair bobbing up and down as her worked his tongue
in and out between her thighs.

           
“
Ughhhhmmmm, God,
Massa, yes! Please eat my nigg’r cunt… please…
I’m just a fucking worthless cunt…Uggghhhhmmm….”
The words rolled off of her tongue naturally, repeatedly and without
hesitation. She was his object, his property. A vessel in which to
hold his massive heaps of fertile sperm. She was put on this earth to
serve him and only him, her white Master.

CHAPTER
NINE

           
Drew ran his rough, wet
tongue up and down Clara’s slit. He lifted one of her legs,
holding her as wide open as he could with one arm as he used his
other hand to move her tender folds away, revealing his destination.
He looked up at her heaving dampened mocha body. “You’re
getting bred tonight nigg’r,” he hissed. “But first
I have to make sure you’re ready to receive my seed.
All of
it
,” he emphasized, nipping at Clara’s thigh. She
yelped at his stinging nibble.

           
“
Yes, Massa,”
she her voice was strained with desire. As he pressed his tongue
against her enormously swollen clit, she let out another guttural
cry. Her erect button twitched at the electric sensation of his
coarse papillae. Drew hummed as he licked up the length of her
dripping snatch, from her pussy hole, to her smaller hole, up to her
clit and back.

           
Slow…long…
steady…calculated…deliberate strokes of his tongue
enveloped all of her, as he lapped up every drop of sex her leaking,
creamy black cunt had to offer. Up…down…back…forth…
Drew devoured his slave’s cunt, breaking into her, tasting
depths that she only thought existed in her salacious fantasies. He
ingested her sour sweetness greedily, feasting on her pink flesh as
if it were his last meal. He needed her nigg’r pussy to be good
and tender in preparation for her first breeding session, plump,
fluffed and primed to absorb his fertile load.

           
Clara writhed in a fit
of pleasure underneath him as he put work in on her luscious cunt.
She desperately wished her hands were free so that she could run her
fingers through his hair and push him in deeper. Limited by her
restraints, the best she could do was grind her pussy on his needy
mouth. Slow… deep…circular motions…
“Uggghmmm,”Clara groaned as he devoured her, layer by
layer. She rotated her hips… deeper… deeper… and
she felt him open his mouth wider, she sped up, causing her pussy to
twitch as another climax, rapidly approached. “Uggghhhmmm…
Massa…Oh…..GOD…MASSA!!”

           
Without warning, Drew
pulled away from her clenched cunt, his face dripping in her sex. Her
first orgasm caught him off guard, but not this time. He grabbed her
hair and pulled her face close to his. The aroma of her sizzling
pussy wafted from his skin and into her nostrils.

           
“
You aren’t
allowed to cum until my white cock is buried balls deep in that juicy
nigg’r cunt of yours, hear me? Now clean me off.” Drew
demanded gruffly.

           
“
Yes Massa,”
Clara complied without hesitation, frantically licking the remnants
of her pussy from his cheeks, chin and lips. His ivory skin shimmered
with her sloppy sex juices mixed with her saliva. She stuck her
tongue between his lips, desperately wanting to taste her salty tang
from his own mouth, but Drew yanked her back by the hair, once more.

           
“
Don’t you
put your filthy nigg’r tongue in my mouth unless
I tell you
to
. Got that?”

           
“
Yes, Massa,”
Clara responded softly. She wriggled in place, as her entire body
tingled from the near orgasm he’d so cruelly deprived her of.
Her skin was damp with sweat and sticky from the spurts of milk that
gushed from her hardened black nipples. Her pussy screamed to be
filled. She felt less than drunk but more than dizzy, as Drew
continued to take ownership of her. He gripped her soaked strands
with one hand and slipped three fingers inside of her with his other,
pumping them in and out of her messy cunt.

           
“
Whose pussy is
this?” he sneered. “Look at me!” he thundered,
plunging his white fingers in and out of her even faster.

           
“
Uhhmmm-Yours-Massa…”
Clara stammered between pants. He massaged her insides with purpose,
making sure she felt every thrust.

           
“
My what?”
he coaxed as he pulverized her tender fleshy folds.

           
“
Your-your-your
pussy…”

           
“
What kind of
pussy nigg’r? Say it right!” he demanded, slowing his
finger fucking of her. “You Master to fuck you? You want my big
white cock to fill that worthless cunt of yours?”

           
“
Yes
Massa…please...Massa…I’m sorry…”
Clara’s mind was crazed. She desperately fumbled over her
words, trying to appease him for fear that she would anger to the
point that he found her unfit to breed.

           
“
Stop
apologizing, you useless cunt!” Drew sank his long white
fingers deep into her soggy abyss. “Now say it,” he
commanded.

           
“
Please
Massa…breed my slutty… black… slave cunt …like
the nigg’r… I am…” Clara managed to say the
words between Drew’s relentless finger fucking.

           
“
Very good
nigg’r,” he praised her by jabbing a fourth finger into
her. Clara gasped. “And how will you feel once I breed your
worthless ass?”

           
Clara gulped as streams
of sweat poured down her cheeks. “Grateful. Very grateful,
Massa…uhhh!” She cried out as he pistoned his fingers in
and out of her sloppy pussy, taking pleasure in vibrating her
insides. She could see that his huge white cock was elongated and
hardened, ready and able to dump its potent load deep into her womb.

           
Globules of milk
secreted from her erect black nipples, landing on his cock. Yanking
her head back by the hair again, Drew leaned into her close. His face
was sticky with her dried pussy juice, but the strong leftover scent
washed over Clara like delicate silk.