Milking Station - Sex Stories

Milking Station

... the seat, she was getting plowed hard from behind. I didn’t remember her from the original five; new women were coming in and getting fucked without any kind of foreplay.

Emboldened by my friend’s forwardness, I walked my dripping cock over to the first MILF I had noticed when I first came in. She looked like a fashion icon but with the big natural tits of a swimsuit model. Completely out of my league, she was feeding her child without paying any attention to the half-naked guy closing in. I figured that if she didn’t take offense at all the sex happening around her, Mitchell might have been right about all breastfeeding women being a secretly horny bunch.

I was ready to apologize at the first sign of disgust or rejection as my juice-glazed cock reached smelling range. No sign. Good sign. When my cock smeared her cheek, she simply turned her head to suck it, uncaring that it had just been bumping against another woman’s recently used cervix. She sucked as if she enjoyed the taste and when she locked her big green eyes with mine while her cheeks sunk from suction, I knew I wouldn’t have any issues ejaculating for a third time in less than thirty minutes.

One hand at the back of her beautiful auburn head to force her a little deeper than she dared on her own, I casually reached out for her free tit with the other hand to pinch and roll her erect nipple between my fingers. Despite her callous attitude, I could feel her moans on my cock. Her lips flew away from my cock ...

... in a long string of spit when I accidentally hit the recliner’s handle with my knee but decided to play it off as intentional when she spread her legs on each side of the footrest, revealing a lack of panties under her skirt. I climbed that chair and fucked that girl as hard as my conscience let me, considering the fragile bundle suckling between us.

Ten minutes later, I unloaded a fresh batch of warm cum deep in her cunt without a condom and made one of the most beautiful women I’ve ever seen let go of her newborn to dig her nails in the back of my shirt while she creamed herself in restrained pleasure.

“You say you come here every day?” I asked Mitchell while getting my cock cleaned by Lila, as she had offered. Her twins were resting now so she could use her hands to massage my shaft with her satin pillows while she licked and sucked.

Mitchell was sucking a late breakfast out of a new woman’s breast while fingering her into a frenzy. “Yeah, doesn’t matter what time. There’s always at least one MILF here, and they’re all cuckoo for cocks. It’s like the world's best-kept secret.”

“So you don’t mind if I start coming here every day too?”

“Fuck, man, I can’t keep up with all these horny sluts. You’re doing me a favor.” As Mitchell said that, a young woman came in with a stroller. She didn’t take offense to guys in the breastfeeding room, or having been called a horny slut by perverted weirdos. She popped her tits out of her shirt and gave me 'I’m next 'eyes as she ...