Master's Milking Cow (2 page)

I tried to put on one of my bras, but it was much too tight. I tried a shirt, but even with my bra off, it didn’t fit me, besides it looked inappropriate. My nipples were round, dark, and perky, far too noticeable for me to go anywhere without a bra. It seemed like I would be cooped up in my room for the time being, until Jeremy or Chad decided to go shopping for me. That was the least they could do.

I sat and waited, wearing the only thing that fit me, the hotel robe. The fabric brushing against my tender breasts relieved me somewhat. I rubbed my thighs together, a wave of arousal shooting to my clit, just as sensitive and pumped as my breasts. All of that aching turned to demanding. I needed to pleasure myself.

I started to rub my clit, slowly stroking myself and leaning back on the bed. I threw my legs wide and let my fingers glance across my pussy lips. They came back soaked with my juices.

A pressure built up in my chest like I never experienced before. I thought the best idea might be to continue to rub my clit until I came. It felt extra sensitive and I was loving it.

They knocked on my door. Bad timing...or best timing?

I quickly regained my composure, and swore I wouldn’t think about trying to seduce them into my sexual session. That had just been a slip up, a funny joke.

All of that arousal turning to aching, I tossed my robe over my pussy. Once they left, I would have to take care of that. Playing with myself served as the best medicine so far.

I threw open the door. Chad and Jeremy invited themselves in.

“You didn’t take the serum today,” Jeremy said. That was the first thing they were concerned about it seemed.

Then Chad turned to me and looked me over. Even in my robe, he could tell how much bigger my breasts were.

“Look at the results,” he said. It seemed like he was ready to latch himself onto them. They could use a deep, thorough massage. Was that part of their job description?

“Yeah, we’ve got a problem. You see what that stuff is doing to me?"

“Yes, we see,” Jeremy said, giving a nod of approval at my tits. “We might have to take a closer look though. From what I can tell, the results have been impressive.”

“Why didn’t you take the serum? Are you having any other physical or mental side effects?”

“Other than this?” I asked, wringing my hair and giving them an exasperated look. I really couldn’t believe they were going to shove this under the rug. What kind of operation were these guys running?

“Yes,” Chad said, and then him and Jeremy looked to one another, realizing at the same time how clueless I was.

“You do realize that this is the intended result?”

The room spun. I needed to turn away and hold onto the table in order to calm myself.

I should’ve known.

It really was obvious.

Was I in some sort of medical experiment for some new drug? I knew this vacation seemed to good to be true. I was just some random girl with little money to my name, no job, and no prospects, why would I be put into a hotel like this, all expenses paid?

“Why?”

“Come on, you don’t get it yet?”

They both approached me. Each placed a hand on one of my thighs. I trembled and started to recoil, but then stopped myself. Their touch was comforting, and I desired more of it, a whole lot more.

“I think I’m beginning to get it.”

“We’re here to make sure you’re ready for when the boss calls."

Chad crossed over behind me. He pressed himself against my ass. The same tingle from before when I was playing with myself swept over me, this time, much stronger. His hardness pressed against me. I leaned back and let out a deep breath.

“When the boss calls, he’s going to want to make sure your breasts are healthy and producing lots of milk.”

Milk? Did I hear him correctly?

I could understand this was about getting my breasts bigger, but now milk was involved too?

Jeremy held my hips and brought me closer to him. They sandwiched me against their hardness. I could feel the heat on my belly and I couldn’t wait for it to get lower to my throbbing pussy. My breasts ached with it.

They deserved a thorough massage...and if what I was hearing was correct, maybe a milking as well?

Is that what that strange building sensation was in my chest?

“We can’t fuck you,” Chad said, rubbing his stiff prick against my ass. Shivering, I ground against him. “We can do everything else to you."

“First, we need to check your breasts. Disrobe,” Jeremy commanded.

I swallowed hard. I looked around the room, taking my time, knowing that once I took my robe off, there would be no coming back. Chad grabbed the collar of my robe. Jeremy grabbed the front, hanging close to my excited pussy.

I helped them take it off. It was thrown on the bed, and I stood there naked before them. Eyes lighting up, they looked like a pack of hungry wolves at the sight of a my full, swollen breasts.

“My God, even better than I thought."

“Look at her. You’re going to make the boss very happy."

I was never with two men at the same time. I was scared, unsure of what to do because of it, but Chad and Jeremy seemed to know what they wanted. It seemed like they would simply take it. They said they couldn’t fuck me, but wild images of them taking turns on me kept racing through my rattled mind.

Being away, and relaxing all to myself, I felt like a different woman. I felt like someone else. I decided to let my imagination run wild. It felt like while on this trip, I could do everything I ever wanted with no worries.

“I guess I could use a massage.”

“This will be a special sort of massage,” Jeremy said, pinning my thighs as Chad worked his way higher to my front.

“Because these breasts really are special. The best I’ve ever seen,” Chad said. He kneaded them with his palms. My back arched, instinctively I thrust my sex towards Jeremy. Spreading my thighs, Jeremy licked his way up, getting closer to my panging sex.

Chad moved in, giving me a sweet kiss. He broke away to check on my breasts, swollen and sore and needing him. As Jeremy brought his tongue higher up my thighs, glancing near my moist pussy lips, I shot Chad a look that told him, “you better hurry up.”

The closer Jeremy got to my pussy, the more vital pleasuring my breasts became.

Chad understood. He couldn’t stop himself from indulging anyway. He massaged my breasts, holding those heavy beauties in his hands and then curving his fingers delicately, trying not to touch my sensitive tits yet.

I desperately wanted him to, but he kept swerving around them. He brought his tongue to my breasts before he touched my tits. He swerved around my areola, circling it, and then as Jeremy touched my pussy with his tongue, he engulfed my tit in his mouth.

As he sucked on my tit, he put my other between his thumb and finger and rubbed gingerly. Jeremy swayed his tongue between my pussy lips, lapping up my sweet juices and groaning for more. My body was rumbling, ready to take off, thankfully the two of them pinned me down to that bed, otherwise I would’ve blasted off to the headboard. I started to roll with the pleasure, rocking my ass and trying to push Jeremy's tongue onto my clit.

No longer sore, instead smothered in bliss, I told them, “It’s so good. I’ve been needing this.”

Back in the United States, I only had sex once, but that never led to anything. These men adored me, cherishing my tits and my pussy, engrossed so deeply and telling me so with every touch. They slowly brought me to my first orgasm.

I moaned, leaping from Chad’s grasp and holding onto Jeremy’s hair.

He knew I was about to come, but he hadn’t even touched my clit yet.

As soon as I jumped up, he pressed his tongue against my sensitive button, engorged and peeking from its hood. He rushed his tongue over it, bringing on my orgasm much faster than I expected.

I hollered, then dropped, my body absorbed in that lovely high. Jeremy tried to put his tongue on my pussy again, but I pushed him back. I was far too sensitive for that. He lapped up my juices greedily, but then pulled away, giving me time to catch my breath.

“No milk yet.”

“You must be really blocked up.”

“No,” I said, starting to feel something strange in my chest. It started off slow, but then the pressure increased, the pumping began and I couldn’t think. This was it. This was what I was waiting for the past week.

They waited, unsure why I stopped talking. But then my back arched again, and I let out a squeal, raising my pussy to their faces and bringing my tits higher to their tongues. They got the hint.

Chad and Jeremy each took a nipple, running their tongues against the tender tips while they sucked. I closed my eyes and tried to contain that abnormal force. As I soon learned, there was no containing it, not for long. In a second, the milk pushed from my breasts to my nipples.

It flowed out of me, spurting into their mouths. Hungry, they slurped every ounce of my frothy milk. I was out of my mind with a mix of emotions: embarrassment, arousal, and relief. I’d never lactated before, and the first time I was doing it was in front of two hot men. It was a private thing. I was really sharing everything with these two.

I couldn’t break away if I wanted to, but I didn’t think about it, only because they were enjoying it so much. They filled their mouths, draining me of all my delicious milk. Their hard cocks pressed onto me. They went from tit to tit, taking turns. I opened and closed my eyes, shutting myself off from the world, or trying to, when the lactating got too extreme for me to handle. There was no running away from this.

Whatever they put in that concoction worked like magic. I never thought my breasts would be able to hold that much, but it did explain a lot, like all that aching.

They pulled away. Needing a breath, they watched as my nipples leaked, leaving a trail of milk down my curves. I was a geyser, continuing to flow. These guys hit the jackpot. They were overwhelmed, I could tell, shocked by how much I produced. I was glad I wasn’t the only one.

“Holy -”

“Look at all this,” Chad said, giving Jeremy a long glare, but not for too long.

They both dove in for more.

They lapped at my nipples, flicking their tongues and catching the final dribbles. They didn't want any to go to waste.

When it was done, I curled up against the headboard and let out a deep, satisfied moan.

Chad and Jeremy, for once, were speechless.

They continued to lick their lips. They couldn’t keep their eyes off me. Their hard cocks, standing straight and throbbing, brought on my excitement again. It seemed like my sex wanted me to continue. I tried to hush it, but my pussy really couldn’t be hushed at this point. The pussy wanted what the pussy wanted, I thought, and let myself grin mischievously.

Now I was the one with the power. Before, I thought I was subservient to these two powerful alpha males, but now, I realized, they were at my will. I controlled them through their unquenchable thirst for my milk. These two were milk addicts. They would do anything for me.

I thought about what I could have them do to me. What I really wanted was for them to continue where they left off, take turns on me and fuck me silly. I hadn’t had a good fuck in such a long time, some would say never, and these two looked like they were up for the challenge. It was always a secret fantasy of mine to be shared between two men. This was the perfect opportunity. I was away from family and friends. No one would ever know. It was just between us.

But before I could tell them to come up to the headboard with me, both of their phones buzzed.

They gave a knowing look to one another. They headed away to answer.

“The boss,” Jeremy said.

“Yeah,” Chad said.

“Great timing.”

I let out a sigh. I put my arms underneath my breasts and crossed them, letting my weight fall onto my arms. They were still weighed down, full of milk. I thought they must’ve drained me of everything, but my breasts were already filling up again, getting ready for their next milking. Maybe before they left, I would tell them they could have another taste.

“We’ve got to go,” Chad said.

Jeremy and Chad hurried into their clothes. Jeremy rushed over, gave me a peck on the forehead, then headed to the door. “Sorry to leave you, Master Riggs needs us. It’s important.”

“We’ll be sure to tell him about the prize he has waiting for him.”

“He’s definitely going to want to see this for himself.”

“That’s it? You’re just leaving me here?”

“Afraid so, the boss needs us. Sorry.”

They gave me one last look over.

“Wish we didn’t have to tell the boss about her.”

“Yeah, me too, but I like my job, and someone like her deserves to be shared with the world."

Hello, I was still in the room. Couldn't they tell?

Man, these two could be the best lovers in the world one second, then the next, total ignorant pricks.

I shouldn't take it out on them too much. I knew I was just upset that we didn't get to play more. In the excitement, I forgot to ask some of my many important questions.