33-Pack CHEATING Megabundle (13 page)

I giggled when he moved his hand to my milk jugs. I was used to having a man treat me rather roughly so when he squeezed and pinched my thick, milky nipples, it felt rather good. I wanted him to do more. I wanted to feel his manly lips brush against them. How would his mouth feel clamped around my juicy breasts compared to Bert's or my husband's. More importantly, I wanted him to dominate me.

Until I was introduced to the concept by Bert, I'd never wanted to be dominated. I'd always fancied myself as the self-sufficient girl who didn't need a man to lift her potatoes or unscrew her jar or fix her door. But Bert showed me that being submissive to a worthy, dominant man was okay. Now I craved it. Carl was worthy.

Emily, seeing me get all of Carl's attention, brought her jiggly breasts to Carl's face and squirted him with milk. He reached out to grab them, but she giggled and danced back, just out of his reach. Frustrated, he tried again, but she danced away again.

That was when he stood, moved over to her, took her arm and whacked her on the butt sharply.

"Ow!" she cried, but it did not deter him. He was a man who said what he meant and meant what he said. I wasn't sure I wanted to cross him, but I had to know what that cock looked and felt like. I wondered if it would melt in my mouth like butter.

"Meet me at the woodshed!" he said to Emily as he let her go. She raced out the front door and I could see that she had tears in her eyes.

I slowly walked behind Carl submissively, my head bowed. I shivered slightly as a chill breezed blew over my sweaty body. My nipples were stiff and fat, with milk leaking down the curve, falling on the ground. The wet grass felt good under my barefeet. When we got to the woodshed, Emily was sitting there shivering. I don't know whether from the cold or fear - or perhaps a bit of both. I smiled to myself as I thought this was awfully naughty.

"You've been a bad moo cow!" He said in a deep, commanding voice.

I nearly burst out laughing.

"You, too. Go sit next to her and await your punishment."

I felt like a naughty schoolgirl that was about to be punished by the schoolmarm. I sat next to Emily as he went off in search of something. "Don't be afraid," I said, putting my bare arms around her. Our breasts touched and for a moment the two streams of our milk crossed. "I'm here to protect you."

"Against him?" she harrumphed. "I don't think a raging bull could protect us from him."

"Ah, don't worry about it; he's just a bit more...forceful than other men. We'll give him what he wants and he'll go away."

"Yeah, but we still have to carry his babies."

"Right. He's not going to hurt us. Don't fret," I said, stroking her hair.

He came back with a solid oak chair and set it on the ground. He picked up Emily as though she weighed next to nothing and sat down with her, turning her over his knee. Her bare bottom was exposed to his lustful gaze. My eyes caught sight of his raging hardon and I watched in bemused silence as each time his hand came down on her backside, his cock twitched. Oh, how I longed to touch it and kiss it and lick it.

Against his wishes, I slithered my hand down to my treasure box and plunged my finger into my sopping wet pussy and began rubbing my clit. I imagined kneeling down in front of his humongous cock and taking it down my throat. Maybe I'd even rub my breasts around it, teasing and tormenting him until he couldn't stand it any more.

After about the fifth spanking, Emily cried out and I calmly walked over to them and unzipped his pants. I didn't care what he said, I was going to take that cock into my hot mouth whether he liked it or not. I was so close to Emily's pussy that I could smell her heat. Her ass may have been red, but her pussy was redder. My mouth barely encircled his cock-head before he moved Emily off him and lifted me up and put me to his knee. I hadn't been spanked like that since I was a child. It felt so naughty!

"No!" I giggled. "Please! We'll do anything you want, just let us have your baby!" His hand came down hard on my exposed flesh. Now I know why Emily was crying out. He didn't play around.

"You girls need to be taught a lesson." His hand came down harder and harder until I was seeing stars. My pussy, however, was as sopping wet as it could be. Out of the corner of my eye, I watched Emily continue where I left off with his cock. I watched her lustfully, as she devoured his meat-stick. He couldn't spank both of us, could he?

Apparently, I was wrong. I don't know how he did it, but while still holding on to me, he grabbed Emily and laid her over his knees and began spanking. I was getting his left hand, she was getting his right. By this time my ass was likely bright red and getting quite sore.

"Moo like the bad cows you are!" He commanded. What was with the cow fetish?

We girls began mooing and giggling. If anyone had been around, they wouldn't have the slightest clue as to what was going on. It would have been comedy gold to see their faces, though.

"Now it's time to open up the barn doors," he said ominously as he lifted us up and carried us each in one arm, kicking and struggling like proper girls, into the barn. There was a bunch of hay spread out on the floor. He wasn't kidding when he said that he wanted to knock us up there.

He laid us both down in a pile of hay and looked us over appreciably. "You two girls aren't going to cause any more problems are you?" He asked sternly.

I shivered as I rubbed my sore ass. He wasn't joking around and I really wasn't in the mood to test him any further.

"No," I said, "we'll obey. We'll be good little moo cows! Won't we, Emily?" I looked over to see Emily with her hand over her mouth stifling a laugh.

"Good," he sneered as he brought us a large milking bucket. "I want to see you girls empty your breasts into this. Milk yourselves and moo like a cow while doing it."

We giggled as we started pressing our palms into our engorged, sensitive, milk-filled mammaries. For the next few moments, the barn was filled with the sound of mother's milk squirting loudly into a metal pail and two horny pregnant and/or lactating girls mooing like a couple of cows. We were laughing, giggling and having so much fun it was criminal. That was when I saw the rope out of the corner of my eye.

"What are you doing with that?" I asked.

"Did I tell you to stop milking?"

"No sir!" I said and continued expressing my tender breasts. I was, however, very leery of what he might be thinking about doing with said rope.

Once our breasts were nearly empty of their life-giving mother's milk, he took the rope and tied us up to a wooden beam. I was very uncomfortable with this, but kept my mouth shut as I didn't want to incur his wrath anymore than I already had.

Emily struggled, but she, too, was wise enough to not say anything.

"Now that I have you two locked down, it's time to do some cattle ropin'!"

Both my arms and legs were spread apart, tied tight to the beams. My full, pregnant body was open and completely on display to him. He could literally do anything he wanted to us and there was nothing we could do to stop him. And my husband wouldn't be home for a few more days yet. I began to shiver.

He came up to me first, a large smile on his face. "You're so pretty," he said as he marked a line with his finger from my lips to my pussy, straight down. "I think I'll have my way with you first."

I looked downward in submission to him. That twenty thousand dollar check danced seductively in my mind. It was the only thing that kept me from screaming.

He stepped out of his clothes and I gasped as I saw that I was right: his cock was enormous! Much bigger than my husband's or even Bert's. I suddenly drooled at the sight of it and completely forgot that we were all tied up and at his mercy. Oh my God, he was hung. His penis must've hung half-way down his thigh.

I stared at his cock lustfully. I was so fucking horny from looking at it swinging as he walked, that even my breasts started leaking again. He seemed to know it, too as he came up to me and slapped my belly with his monstrous dick. Without missing a beat, he began kissing me and rubbing my pregnant belly. He pressed himself up against my breasts and squeezed a few droplets of milk out of them.

Then he brought the pail that we had milked into up and commanded me to drink. I was prepared for that and was really starting to like my own breast milk taste - enough that I would drink it even without a man telling me that I should.

Emily, however, had never seen anything like that before and was horrified.

"Oh, don't worry," he said, running his finger all over her body, "you're next."

The mixture of our lactation milk was overwhelming and an orgasm shot through me. Yes, I came to drinking mother's milk. My pussy leaked and ached for his touch. I was being a bad cow and needed to be punished.

To my surprise, he stuck his dick in the pail for lubricant and proceeded to push the head of his cock at my entrance. Now, I'm a big, pregnant gal with a large pussy, but when his head poked through my opening, he was so big that I actually cried out. My God he was large. I really didn't know how he was going to fit that thing in Emily's tight cunt. I put that thought out of my mind, however, as he began ravishing my helpless, tied-up pregnant body.

He was very rough as he fucked me. I couldn't imagine being his wife and having to put up with this all the time. Then again, maybe he was just doing this to us for the fantasy. I don't know how he fit his massive dick all the way inside me. It must've been because I was pregnant and more stretched, but he did. His cock rested contentedly against my pregnant cervix as he wrapped his strong arms around my waist.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Emily watching us with a mixture of horror and lust. I was pretty sure she, too, was wondering how he was going to fit his big dick inside her tight little pussy. Even though she'd popped one out recently, she was not a big girl down there to begin with. It was going to be an ultra-tight fit.

His large cock slid effortlessly in and out of my lubed up pussy. I was so wet for him that one look and I'd gush on his cock. He seemed to pay particular attention to my belly and breasts. It was clear that he was really into pregnant and lactating women - as I'd come to find out many men were.

He suckled my milky boobs and grunted contentedly as he moved in and out of my tight pussy.

"Moo when I fuck you!" He commanded as milk dribbled from his mouth.

I began mooing as his rhythm picked up. I could tell by the way that his cock started throbbing inside me that he was going to shoot his hot, sticky load all over my unprotected, pregnant womb. I was looking forward to it. Of course I was going to have to explain all this to my husband, who might not be so thrilled, but I was sure that the extra twenty thousand in the bank account would take care of any problems he might have.

"Cum in me! Cum in my pregnant belly! Moo!" I moaned as his cock snaked in and out of me, faster and faster until I could barely tell when he was in and when he was out. I cried out as I felt his massive shaft swell inside my horny, pregnant cunt. I was going to take another man's cum without my husband's approval for the first time. I felt so naughty! Until this whole crazy scheme of his, I'd never had another man inside me. Now, I couldn't get enough of them.

"You're going to carry my baby soon!" He grunted as he pushed all the way inside me and began spurting his potent seed. If I wasn't already pregnant, I would be soon. Rope after dominant rope of his thick seed spurted deep in me. I couldn't believe how much volume he had. He must've been saving himself for awhile.

"Oh my God, girl! He's cumming inside your pregnant belly. I can see his shaft flex with his cum. This is so hot!" Emily had been fairly silent as she watched us fuck. Now, she was mewling like a newborn kitten and hot with sexual heat.

"Hold it inside you," he said as he pulled out and unloosed the rope around my wrists. I rubbed my hands to get the life back in them and then did what he commanded. "Why?" I asked.

He untied Emily and instructed her to lay on the hay. "I want you to knock her up," he said with a giant smile on his face. "Let my cum drip out of your pussy into hers."

Wow, was he really suggesting this? I couldn't believe it. I'd never heard anything like this before. I was actually going to knock a woman up. This was both exciting and frightening. Emily eagerly spread her legs and opened her small pussy lips. I pressed my large, wet, cream-filled pussy as close to hers as I could get. Our two labia met as I removed my hand and watched as his potent seed gushed from my pregnant womb into her ovulating pussy. This was awesome.

That was when I heard my husband's very angry voice at the barn entrance. "What's going on here?"

"I can explain everything," I said as I finished dripping Carl's seed into Emily's ovulating womb. "Just let me grab my purse before you say anything, okay darling?"

He reluctantly agreed.

Knocking up the Hucow

Nikita Storm

It had been several months since Carl had offered to knock Emily and I up for the princely sum of twenty thousand dollars - ten thousand each. To put it in perspective, here in 1955 twenty thousand could buy a nice home.

My husband caught me dribbling another man's cum from my pregnant pussy into Emily's fertile pussy and he was understandably upset. I didn't have time to consult him about Carl's offer and wasn't prepared to turn down twenty thousand dollars. Especially when I was carrying another man's baby already - a man who also offered us a large sum of money for the privilege. It was starting to get complicated. Before all this, I was just a simple milk-man's wife.

Once I showed him the check, he became subdued. The deed was done, the ink was dry and the money was in the account. There was nothing he could do anyway. Carl came around every day to make sure he had his fill of fucking us cowgirls. His first batch of potent cum that he shot into me and I dripped into Emily's pussy, was enough to knock her up. She was thrilled to have another baby in her belly - even though she was going to have to give it over to Carl's barren wife.