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Slowly, she took the bra away from her chest, her nipples prickling in the fresh air and immediately feeling relief. She chewed her lip, worried that all her fears were about to come true, that Mr. Madisen was going to see her in all her naked honesty, her humanity, and reject her.
“Absolutely beautiful,” he said, his mouth slightly opened as he watched her trembling hands reveal her body, her natural, gorgeous body. “Please, don’t be nervous. I won’t do anything to hurt you.”
She nodded and moved toward Mr. Madisen as he shook his arms out of his half-removed shirt and threw it across his desk. He kissed her again, and one of his hands slipped under her breast, gently cupping her and squeezing. Sandy, as much as she thought it strange, loved the feeling of those warm drops trickling out of her. When she fed her baby, it hurt terribly, to have all the gumming and gnawing, but the milk running out of her body was a safe feeling, something that made her feel connected to everything around her. She never expected that lactating in front of Mr. Madisen would be the same.
He took her hand and urged her down to the
ground. Kneeling on the plush, deep carpet, Sandy took a deep breath and sighed as Mr. Madisen pushed her gently backwards and kissed down her jawline, lingering on the little place where her collarbones met. The fluttery, light kisses continued down her body, between her breasts and down to her navel where he turned circles with the tip of his tongue. Her skin warmed under his touch, and a moment later, Sandy’s outstretched hand found Mr. Madisen’s cock.
Stiff, thick and ready for her, he groaned when she wrapped her fingers around him, and grinned as she pushed at one of his knees.
“Mister Madisen – will you st-straddle me?” She had no idea why she stuttered, maybe nerves, maybe pent-up desire. He just smiled.
Swinging his powerful, well-muscled leg around her, he gave Sandy’s hair a stroke and nestled his dick between her breasts. As soon as he began to move his hips in tiny, rocking motions, back and forth against her chest, Sandy pushed her tits together, making a little more milk spill out of both. Trickling down and over Mr. Madisen, Sandy’s milk covered him in a wet slick that he used to stroke against her body.
“This... this feels incredible, Sandy,” he said, keeping one hand on his cock and moving the other first to her left, then her right breast, tracing a line around her areola. One, then the other, he went back and forth making sure to keep them equally excited. That’s when Sandy noticed that the more aroused she got, the harder and stiffer her nipples grew, the more intensely she felt the sensation of milk dribbling out of her body.
Fingerling streams that began on her peaks ran in spider-web patterns down her tits and Sandy began to feel slight relief as the pressure in her body released itself over Mr. Madisen’s hands. He pinched her nipples harder with milk-covered fingers, and snuck a quick taste.
“You taste... mmm... So warm, so wonderfully warm,” he moaned, licking the last bit of white off his finger. “God this feels good, this cock slicked up and sliding between those big beautiful tits of yours. Lick me, lick the tip. Taste yourself on my dick.”
On that stroke, as his head emerged from between her breasts, Sandy looked down to see that his cock almost touched her lips. She reached as far down as she could and got a handful of Mr. Madisen’s ass to pull him closer. The thrill of the sensitive underside of Mr. Madisen’s glans sliding against her tongue, and the taste of her own milk drove Sandy absolutely wild.
She squeezed her tits hard around him, forming them into a dripping, sloppy-wet vice. Each time he pushed forward, shoving his rock-solid cock near her mouth, Sandy wished she could figure out a way to get her lips around him.
Two tit-strokes later, he had finally managed to push his way up her body far enough that she was able to coax Mr. Madisen’s dickhead about half way into her mouth, and once she had him there, he stayed. She tightened the flesh vice around his member, and started to slide her tits up and down his length so she could keep that cock right where she wanted.
He breathed hard as she licked a circle around his tip and urged him closer, sinking his prick further, just a little past the ridge. A moment later, Mr. Madisen began to pump again, but in very small, quick motions that dragged his shaft in and out of her lips, but never entirely away from Sandy’s mouth. Feeling emboldened by her boss’s slack-jawed pleasure, Sandy decided to give him a little nibble, and then let her teeth drag gently along his skin when he pulled back.
“Oh shit! Oh my God Sandy, that’s so good, so good,” he groaned, arching his neck and thrusting his hips forward so that his rod was shoved halfway in her mouth. “Oh my God, I don’t want to cum just yet...” he trailed off and withdrew from her. When he did, she noticed that his cock was dribbling a fine stream of pre-cum, and jumping in time with his heartbeat. He is close, she thought, really, really close.
Then, in one of those insights that come at the strangest time, she realized that if he just wanted to use her, to fuck her and move on, he would have just launched that load down her throat, thanked her and got on with his day. But, he wanted more of her. He wanted to at least prolong the pleasure.
Mr. Madisen interrupted her reflection by pushing her knees apart and moving between them. She stared, longingly, at his pulsing cock. She licked her lips, relishing the mixture of flavors and scents that lingered in his wake. Mr. Madisen’s pre-cum mixed with the traces of the milk that slicked her tits for him tasted, to her, like pure sex. Raw, feral, almost animalistic surged through Sandy’s body – something she had never before felt. She reached down between her legs, grabbed the crotch of her panties and actually ripped them when she yanked. She needed him to fuck her so badly that the eighteen dollars she just lost were of no concern.
“Please Mister Madisen,” she pleaded, “Please give me that dick! Your dirty, slutty secretary needs you to fill her up. She needs you to suck these big, sore tits and get all this milk out.” What on Earth was that? Sandy asked herself. You never talk dirty! She arched her hips toward Mr. Madisen’s groin, trying to urge him to ram that huge rod inside her, to squeeze and suck her tits. She was not entirely sure where this new, bold Sandy came from, but she liked it nonetheless.
“Oh those tits,” Mr. Madisen groaned, taking a handful and kneading out a trickle. “I can’t even tell you... Sandy, you’re just perfect. Look at you.” He stared for a moment, his eyes very obviously lingering on her breasts. She absolutely could not believe any of this was real. Here you are, Sandy, she thought, a new mom, leaking all over the place, and this absolutely beautiful man just cannot get enough. What in the Hell!
He ran a hand down her body, swirling it in the milk that had pooled between her tits. He tasted it again, sighing out loud, and lowered his hand to the cleft of Sandy’s legs, wriggling his two moist fingers between her lower lips. Mr. Madisen stooped down, slipped his fingers just past her entrance and deeply inhaled her scent before he licked her snatch up one side, then the other. Finally, as he settled down, his fingers rotating slowly inside her, Mr. Madisen tongued a slow, careful line up Sandy’s pussy to her clit.
His fingers, halfway inside her now, turned slowly before he found the spots that made Sandy wiggle the most. Those, he lingered on, using his fingertips to stroke her favorite places. Not a moment later, he shoved them further in, which made Sandy let out a groaning giggle as she grabbed two handfuls of Mr. Madisen’s wavy black hair and ground his face against her sex. For what seemed like a blissful eternity, Sandy was awash with the sensations of Mr. Madisen’s attention.
Soon, too soon as far as Sandy was concerned, she felt a surge rise up inside her body radiating out from that place on the front of her pussy walls where Mr. Madisen was spending so much of his finger time. “Mister Madisen! Oh! You’re making me cum! Keep... going, right there,” she squealed, “I can’t... ooohhhhhh...”
Her whole body quaked with the rumbling groan that her building climax forced from her lungs. She gripped her tits, squeezing them and pinching her nipples. She felt warmth trickle out of her body and over her desperately clamping fingers just as something else she had never experienced happened – a gush of juice sprayed out of her sopping pussy as a prelude to a mind-bending series of muscle squeezes and pulses. She felt her walls grip Mr. Madisen’s curling fingers and hold them in place as another tiny geyser spouted out of her sex and onto Mr. Madisen’s chin.
He kept his tongue going, lashing quicker. His fingers pressing harder into her body, he coaxed from her an orgasm that made her toes curl up, her heart beat faster and her brain almost turn off. The scent of her musk, the feeling of his hands and tongue, and the wildly erotic, animalistic sensuality of the trails of milk running down her sides drove her to heights she had never before visited; vistas of pleasure she never imagined. She let out squeals, grunts, and finally, the hot, desperate air in the back of her lungs escaped her chest in a torrent as the last of her pussy juice escaped her sex, wetting the carpet under her body.
She pulled in a huge breath, held it for a moment, and then exhaled.
Mr. Madisen put his hand against the side of her face, petting her with fingers that filled her nostrils with the intoxicating scent of her own sex.
He smiled warmly, his chest glistening with a mix of sweat and her juice.
For a moment they just stared at one another, almost as though neither was sure what to do. Sandy made the move.
She briefly rested her hand on top of Mr. Madisen’s before reaching down for his cock. Sandy drew her knees up and put them around her boss’s back, tilting her hips so that she could stroke his tip against her slit. As soon as she touched the head of his cock against her sensitive, soaking wet pussy lips, an aftershock made her body tingle with an electric charge. She giggled a little, and rubbed him against her clit, sending another thrill up her spine.
