33-Pack CHEATING Megabundle (18 page)

When she said share, I thought she meant passing the glass back and forth. That's not what she had in mind. I started to drink some of the milk and she instantly pressed her lips to mine and parted them. I was taken aback, but pushed her creamy breast milk into her mouth and watched her swish it around and pass it back.

Once the milk was gone, we didn't let the lack of milk stop us, we continued to explore each other's bodies. She pulled off my shirt, revealing my black, muscular chest. She ran her long, cool fingers through my chest and then pulled me to her, pressing her milky mammaries to me. Her breasts felt wicked against my muscular flesh. I could even feel droplets of her milk drip onto my belly.

Her passion came out and for the first time since she'd gotten here, she acted like a woman. I could tell her heat was rising and I put my fingers between her legs and felt her acute wetness.

"Take me," she whispered huskily, piercing me with those green eyes. "There's something I haven't told you," she said as she pushed her hips forward onto my fingers and began humping them.

"What's that?" I said as I ravished her body.

"I'm ovulating. Right now I'm at the peak of my fertility. And I'm sooo horny I can't stand it." She covered my mouth with hers and spoke. "I want your baby, Chuck. You've done more for me than any man I know. Please! Give me a baby!"

I looked her dead in the eyes. "You're not just trying to replace the one that got taken away, are you?"

She shook her head vehemently. "No, I really love you. Please put a baby in me. Please?"

I picked her up and carried her newlywed style into our shared bedroom and laid her on the bed. She instinctively spread her strong legs open wide, revealing her precious peach to my greedy eyes. I'd never seen a more beautiful pussy than what lay before me. I stepped out of my pants and climbed onto the bed with her.

"Kiss it!" she cried. "My ex never liked touching me down there. Said it was dirty. Please, I need to feel a man's caress for the first time!"

I inhaled and her powerful, fertile aroma immediately filled my nostrils. Her scent was starting to drive me wild. I was honored that she would choose me to be the father of her child. I took my time, starting with her volleyball legs, kissing and licking them and slowly working my way up to her folds. Then I'd start on the other one. When I ran out of legs, I kissed and licked her lower belly and chest, judiciously avoiding her hot-spots.

"Do it!" She screamed as she couldn't take anymore. She was thrashing around on the bed, her long, blonde hair flying everywhere. She looked possessed. I smiled as I dove straight into her exceedingly wet hotbox. She cried out, moaned, bucked her hips and pulled my head into her all at the same time.

Slowly, I stuck out my tongue and began licking her clit. Up and down and side to side. I also licked her full labia and even stuck my tongue inside her pussy, tasting her fertile pussy juice.

"Fuck me! I need to feel your big, black cock inside my tight cunt!" She moaned as I flicked her clit over and over. She lifted her legs and wrapped them around my head, trying vainly to press my lips closer to her juice box.

After she drenched me with her fertile cunt liquid, I pulled her to a sitting position and put my cock at her mouth. She knew exactly what to do with it. However, upon seeing it, her eyes went wide.

"Is this a joke?" She looked up at me.

I thought maybe her ex was massive and she found my big, black dick too small for her. "What do you mean?"

"How the hell am I supposed to fit this inside me? I've never seen a cock this big before!"

I smiled as she was trying to tell me that I was too big. I'd definitely heard that one before. "Don't worry," I said, "it'll fit just fine. I'll be careful, I promise."

She pouted for a moment, but then began licking and sucking my big, black dick. God have mercy on my soul, that woman's lips were scorching. She took to deep-throating my cock as though it were a personal challenge. Jackie actually managed to get about two-thirds of my long, fat shaft down her throat before giving up.

But what she did to that two-thirds was absolutely incredible. Her lips flew up and down my shaft as her tongue flicked along the edges and she worked the tip of my dick until I was just about ready to squirt my cum down her throat.

"Whoa there, Bessie!" I reluctantly moved her off my cock. "If you want a baby, you're going to need to stop sucking."

"Aww..." She pouted, but climbed on the bed and spread her legs. I could see her folds glistening in the dim light and knew that she was extremely wet.

As I lay on top of her, I placed my lips on her fat, engorged nipples for the first time and began suckling. At first I tasted no milk, but she pressed the sides of her breast with her palm and milk began spraying into my mouth.

"Moo like a cow!" I said as I latched on to her tender tit.

"What? That's absurd! What will the neighbor's think?" She laughed.

"Who cares what the neighbor's think. Just moo!"

To my surprise, she actually began mooing. I had to chuckle because each time she mooed, more milk gushed into my mouth. It was like her breasts were responding to her thoughts.

"This is silly!" She said between moos.

Once I'd emptied one breast, I told her to spray the other one on my cock for lubricant.

"God, you're weird!" she laughed, but did what I said.

I nearly came when I felt her hot milk squirt onto my raging shaft. With her mother's milk coating my cock, I poised my dick at her tight entrance. "You ready?" I asked. She nodded and wrapped her long, slender arms around me and pushed her hips up to meet my shaft.

"Dump your dominant seed into my fertile womb," she cried as I plunged my thick cock into her aching, needy pussy. I couldn't believe how tight she was. She may have just given birth a few months ago, but her pussy was as tight as a virgin's.

"I'm going to knock you up with my black baby," I said as I pumped my cock deep into her cavern. I'd bottomed out about halfway in, but I was used to that. Slowly I slid my black meat out and she begged me to push it back in. I obliged her. In and out I went as she held me tight. She even crossed her legs at the small of my back and clenched her walls tight to hold me in.

"Moo for your dominant bull," I said as I struggled to hold off my impending orgasm.

"Moo!" She cried, thrashing her head back and forth and grabbing onto the sheets. She was delirious with lust and I knew at that moment, I would do anything and everything that she wanted. If she wanted my baby, I would give it to her. I'd find another job so that I could support us. I'd make sure that her ex stayed away and I'd most definitely make sure that no one ever hurt her again. I made those promises to myself as I found myself spearing her tiny cervix.

"Oh God, what is that? I've never felt anyone that deep before."

"That's your cervix," I said. "Believe it or not, but a man's cock can sometimes fit in there. Yours seems to be very tight, but it feels so fucking good!" I explained as new sensations exploded in my body. I'd never been inside a woman's cervix before and at that point I never wanted to leave.

"Cum in me! Shoot your hot, sticky load into my fertile cervix. I want to feel your hot man-juice coating my precious eggs."

I couldn't believe she was saying these things. They made me extremely horny and I knew I wasn't going to be able to hold out any longer.

"Moo like a cow!" I begged.

She did. She mooed and laughed and mooed some more. All the while, her legs wrapped around me tightly and her cervix gripped my overloaded cock in a death grip. "I'm cumming!" I said as I wrapped my arms around her and pinned her to the bed. Her arms were straight at her side with mine circled around her body. She couldn't move and the feeling of power and dominance was too much for me to handle.

With a grunt, I shoved my fat, black cock as deep into her fertile cervix as I could get it and unleashed my potent load into her ovulating womb. I felt her breasts leak milk onto my chest as my shaft expanded and I shot rope after sticky, dominant rope into her unprotected cervix. I was ecstatic that I was actually going to be knocking up a woman.

Many moments later, we collapsed together in a sweaty heap, her breast milk spraying streams of white gold all over us and the bed. Just before we dozed off, she turned to me, kissed me on the lips and said, "I'll be your hucow if you'll be my dominant bull."

After years of fantasizing, I finally had my own hucow. Things were starting to look up.

My Boss is my Hucow

Nikita Storm

"Mr. Stevenson, all your qualifications look good. We here at the company welcome you into our ranks of professional, dedicated employees of the company. Congratulations!"

I smiled, even though my heart was pounding in my chest. It had been six long months of job searching before I stumbled upon this. The lady who offered me the job, was also going to be my new boss. I was to be her male secretary. Unthinkable just a few decades ago, I guess this sort of thing is more commonplace nowadays. I didn't care who I was working for, I was just grateful I could put meat on my family's table.

My first assignment was a tour of the building; where the break-room was, the co-workers, restrooms, that sort of thing. As one of her assistants toured me around the building, I noticed something odd going on. Whenever I walked past my coworkers, they'd begin mooing and giggling. I couldn't understand it. I was a fit twenty-year-old, so they surely couldn't be calling me a cow or anything. My fly wasn't undone, nothing stuck in my teeth. But they kept mooing like it was some kind of inside joke or something. I just shrugged my broad shoulders and kept my head down.

Perhaps it was some kind of hazing ritual or something. Yeah, that was it! I mooed back at one of them and they all busted up laughing.

In the break-room later that day, one of them took me aside and whispered in my ear.

"You may be new around here, but do you do realize that Veronica has gone through about five personal secretaries in as many weeks?" Even though I pressed him, he wouldn't say more. Others told me that she always made unreasonable demands and that's why no one wanted to work for her.

It bothered me that so many people thought so little of my new boss. She was a very pretty, fiery red-head. She towered over most men, standing about six-foot and she dressed absolutely impeccably. She was the definition of woman empowerment. Intimidating, perhaps, but anyone that tall would be intimidating.

Regardless, the rest of the day I had butterflies in my stomach. I really needed this job and was willing to do pretty much anything. I mean - you know - even dropping off her laundry or picking her kids up from school. I wasn't beneath any of that. But something whispered in the back of my mind. Was I going to be the sixth? What could possibly cause five desperate secretaries to quit after a week?

And what was up with all the mooing every time I - or my boss, for that matter - passed by?

That night as I was finishing up my first day of training, it was quitting time and I was getting my stuff together when Veronica called me into her private office. Oh God, I wondered what I'd done wrong.

"Hello, John. How'd your first day go?" She asked pleasantly as she closed the door behind me and locked it.

I gulped. "Fine. Great. Nice office you've got here," I remarked. Her office sat on the top floor of a fifteen-story building in the center of downtown. The views were tremendously gorgeous. I looked around the room and saw that she had pretty much everything you'd expect for an exec: a couch, table, chairs, nice paintings on the walls and even her own break room with private toilet. I was suitably impressed.

"I'm glad to hear of it. John, why don't you take a seat over there on the couch and make yourself comfortable. I'll grab some coffee and be right back, okay?"

I nodded. She seemed very nice and genuine and I couldn't help but wonder what the problem could possibly be that everyone would have quit. That only added to my nervousness. A moment later, she brought back two large mugfuls of - what I presume were - gourmet coffee. After all, execs don't drink cheap.

"Here ya go," she said, setting the mugs down on her lavish glass coffee table. She quickly brought out a couple of coasters and set them underneath. She then sat next to me on the couch and non-chalontly kicked off her heels and put her feet up on the table. "I hate walking around in these things all day."

I drank my coffee silently, but couldn't help but stare at her feet and legs. She was wearing a mini-skirt and my cock twitched with anticipation.

When the coffee was half-drunk, she set it down and turned to me. "John," she said softly, placing her hands on mine. "I know this is your first day and you probably just want to get the hell home, but..."

Oh boy, here it is, I thought as I steeled myself.

"By now you've no doubt heard the rumors that all of my secretaries have quit in the first week."

I nodded noncommittally.

"It's true," she said, her voice becoming choked up. "I just can't seem to keep them once they find out. But you're different, aren't you?"

"Uh..."

"Never mind, I can see that you are." She looked at me with her piercing blue gaze. "Promise me that you're not going to be like the others and walk out. At least not until you've had a chance to try it out."

"I..." God, this was hard. I just thought about how much I was getting sick of eating Ramen noodles. "I promise. Look, I'll be honest with you. I'll pretty much do anything you want. I just want a job so I can eat."

She smiled and relaxed. "Good, because what I'm going to ask you to do is very...shall we say, unorthodox.

I knitted my brows, but said nothing, just took a sip of coffee.

"See, John, I have a bit of a problem. I had a child a few years ago and I've breastfed him all this time. I know it's unconventional, but that's what I chose to do."