Milk U Later - An Adult Story - Sex Stories

Milk U Later - An Adult Story

... away. Wow! Your close to filling that milk bottle. Your leaking out your other breast." I said. Emma looked down. She was milking her right breast. Her big left nipple. Had sprung a leak. She was shooting hot white milk on her chest. I stroked my cock a little faster in front of her. "Oh! God! Now your making me exploded everywhere. I think we better stop. This is starting to get out of control. Mr. Kelly. I'm a married woman. Your in my husband's trophy room with his wife. I don't care if you have a big cock. This is not right. My breast are on fire..." said Emma. I smiled as I got up out of the small wooden chair. "I better get you another bottle. Your almost full." I said. Emma watched as I moved closer to her desk. I walked over to the edge of the desk. I picked up the last baby bottle. I then moved around the desk. I watched as she moved her legs open. I walked between her legs. "That close enough. My milk bottle..." said Emma. I smiled. I handed her the last milk bottle. My cock was inches from her the front of her thong. She put down her full bottle on the desk. It was dripping out the top. She pushed the empty bottle back on her right nipple. She took her long finger nails and rubbed some warm milk on her big fat nipple. She started to shoot white streams of milk in the small bottle. I stood there with my hard cock bouncing between my legs. Emma kept looking down at my cock. She started to bite her upper lip. She then licked her lips. I smiled again. "How are you ...

... feeling?" I said. "Very good...Thank you for asking Mr. Kelly. How are you?" she said. "I'm good. Your a really good teacher. Showing me how a woman pumps her breast for milk. Now....I'm just curious how it tastes. I never tasted breast milk before. I've never really wanted to taste someones before. But yours looks so nice and healthy." I said. Emma looked into my eyes. She paused for a second. Both her breast were springing a leak. One in the bottle. The other on her chest and then dripping between her legs. I watched as she moved her free hand, to pick up the full bottle of breast milk, off the desk. Emma picked up the bottle. She then moved it toward me. "Ok! Even know I can sell it for money. You have been nice today. Here! Take a small sip. I can't believe you want to. My husband would run upstairs by now. Well??? How does it taste." said Emma. I took the small bottle. I dipped my tongue in the top of the bottle. It was warm and soft on my tongue. I took a small sip. I smiled. I then licked my lips. "Mmmmm... Very nice. Very healthy. Now I know why women are paying so much for your breast milk. Is it normally this cold?" I said. It was warm. I just wanted to see Emma reaction. "No! It's very warm. Let me see." she said. I slowly handed her the full bottle. She took a small taste. "It's a little warm. I thought it would be warmer. I guess it warmer just out of the nipple. I mean feel this." said Emma. She moved my hand in front of her left nipple. She squeezed her left ...