Medical Milkmaid (Lactation fantasy, milky breasts, lactation stories, medical bdsm, medical play, medical erotica) (3 page)

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The next session with Dr. Micheals,
Jenna couldn’t come. He touched her, varying the intensity from
very light to very hard and nothing. The failure brought Jenna to
the point of tears. She wanted to come, craved the release even,
but pleasure stayed just out of reach no matter what they
did.

“
You’re becoming
unresponsive.” At her stricken look, he hastened to reassure her,
“It happens. We have workarounds in place. If you would go stand up
against the wall there.” He indicated a spot that had two metal
hooks jutting out of the wall.

Jenna stood between the
hooks and gave an ‘
eep
’ of panic when he wound some rope around her hands and
fastened them to the hooks. “I just don’t want you making any
sudden moves.” He put the pump over her nipples, securing it in
place with a large ace bandage that he wrapped around her torso.
“This will keep the things in place for us. And this,” he rummaged
through a cupboard in the room and brandished an impossibly large
vibrator, “will make you come in no time. Spread your
legs.”

“
Is that going to fit?” Her
voice was a little breathless at the prospect of something that
long and wide filling her up. The black vibrator was thick as her
wrist. She both wanted the pleasure it promised and feared its
extra large size.

“
I’ll make it fit.” He gave
a wicked grin and set the head at the entrance to her pussy, which
was already slick with her juices. With a strong, smooth movement,
he thrust it inside her. Jenna made a small
‘oof’
sound as she was filled almost
beyond capacity. The vibrator felt just as enormous as it looked,
stretching her pussy to its limit.

When there was no vibration, she became
disappointed. “Is that it?”

“
You’re eager, aren’t you?”
Doctor Micheals ran a hand over her stomach, tickling until she
squirmed. “I just need to start the pump first and then I’ll
masturbate you out of your mind.”

She smiled and licked her lips in
anticipation. If anyone had said she would not only sign up to do a
medical study, but enjoy it, she would have thought them mad. Truth
be told, she liked having the handsome Dr. Micheals at her vagina’s
service. Yes, the breast pumping was uncomfortable, but mostly it
kept her primed for the next orgasm. There was something to be said
for a certain amount of erotic pain, she decided, although she
still wasn’t sure about the clamping and spanking they’d discussed.
When she thought of the study ending, a sense of panic overtook
her. What would she do? Buy a breast pump and use it in her dorm
room? That didn’t seem to be a solution.

Jenna cast an eye at Dr. Micheals who
was busy untangling the tubing on the breast pump. Was he single?
If so....would he maybe be interested in her? She had no reason to
think he saw her as anything other than a test subject, but surely
she could change his perception, if she worked at it. She knew her
way around boys, being attractive enough to capture their attention
without much effort. Perhaps she could do the same with Dr.
Micheals and be milked forever by her own personal doctor
boyfriend. The idea sent a pre-orgasmic quiver through
her.

Dr. Micheals flipped the power switch
on the pump and watched for a long moment as her sensitive tips
snapped in and out with the pressure. “No milk yet. Let’s see if
Big Black helps.”

“
Big black?” She looked at
him confused. The pump was already working its magic, holding her
breasts on the edge of pain and pleasure. She found herself
involuntarily arching into the pump, trying to chase the more
pleasant component of the sensations it elicited.

“
Your vibrator. It’s big,
it’s black...”

“
Big Black. That makes
sense,” she trailed off with a gasp as the vibrator sprang to life
inside her. The whirring vibration stirred her core and her body
responded with spasms of pleasure. He increased the speed and all
she could do was moan. Her pussy was full and the pump was
merciless. Her body tingled with sensation and her breathing
hitched as an orgasm swept through her.

“
That’s it?” Dr. Micheals
looked at her, his expression doubtful. “That was a tiny
one.”

She shrugged, trying not to let
disappointment at her poor showing flood her. “Maybe my body is
tired?”

He shook his head. “Let’s see what we
can do to improve things.” He adjusted the vibrator making it
tremble within her even faster. Even though she’d just come, her
body responded, shuddering around the length of the vibrator.
“Brace yourself,” the doctor said and then he smacked her pussy
with an open hand.

“
Oh my God,” Jenna said as
the sting traveled to her core. “Do it again.” She spread her legs
even wider and he obliged her with several spanks that smashed into
her pussy lips, pushing them up into her pubic bone. The sensation
was electric and telegraphed pleasure all over her body. Her hips
bucked and her legs shook as a monster orgasm overtook her. If it
hadn’t been for the hooks holding her upright, she would’ve fallen
to the floor in a boneless lump.

When he released her, she
almost collapsed both from exhaustion and pleasure overload. He
caught her and helped her sit on the bed. The close proximity gave
her ample opportunity to feel the bulge of his erection.
He’s as turned on by all this as I am,
she thought with a smile.

“
How many girls do you
have?” She asked.

“
Six right now.”

“
That’s a lot. How do you do
it?”

“
Do what?”

She rolled her eyes. “Do what you do
without like, you know, losing your mind.” She looked pointedly at
his crotch.

“
It’s my job.” He gave her a
guarded look, clearly uncomfortable with the direction of their
conversation.

“
And you don’t get any
relief?”

He stepped back.“I’m not sure this is
an appropriate conversation.”

She snorted. “After everything you’ve
done to me?” She slipped to her knees in front of him and reached
for his belt buckle. “How about I help a poor, overworked doctor
out?”

Emboldened by his lack of protest, she
removed his belt and unfastened his pants. His cock sprang out with
an eager bob. Parting her lips, she slid the velvet hardness of his
cock into her mouth. God, how she wished he was between her legs,
but it was probably too soon for that. He wasn’t as large as Big
Black but he was not small either and would fill her up nicely.
Next time, Jenna promised herself.

She looked up and locked eyes with his
as she swirled her tongue around his shaft and then the knob.
Sealing her lips around him, she took him as deep as she could
until his cock head bumped the back of her throat.

Dr. Micheals groaned and fisted his
hands in her hair. He pumped her mouth, slamming in and out with
such force she was left struggling to breathe. Before she could
protest or help him settle into a rhythm, he shot thick streams of
cum down her throat. She swallowed hard and when he was done,
licked him clean.

“
That was fast. Should I tie
you to the wall and start smacking your balls around?” she
teased.

He chuckled as he pulled up his
underwear and pants. “Keep talking like that and you’ll be back up
on the wall with two big blacks stuffed in you.”

“
Two?” She looked at him
puzzled.

He found her confusion amusing and
leaned down to whisper in her ear, “One in your pussy and one
stuffed up your ass.”

She gasped in horror. “That sounds
awful.” No man had ever touched her asshole and she didn’t plan on
starting now.

“
You would be surprised how
good awful can feel. You never thought you’d be here did you?” He
sat next to her on the bed and put an arm around her.

“
No, never.”

“
Or like it?”

She frowned and snuggled closer to
him.“No. I was scared at first, but this has been a lot more fun
than I thought it would be.”

“
Maybe you’ll find out
there’s a lot more to your ass than just pooping.”

“
Or not.” She gave him an
arch look.

He shrugged. “Have it your way.” He
flashed an evil grin. “For now.”

She swallowed and took a deep breath as
he ran a finger down the curve of her lower back to wiggle between
her ass cheeks. He kissed her then, tongue sweeping into her mouth
and conquering hers. She moaned and leaned into him, melting. He
had such an effect on her, that she didn’t care that his finger was
already at the entrance to her ass. With just his touch alone, her
will gave way to his. In the back of her mind, she realized she
would probably do anything he asked.

He pulled away from her after a moment,
a glum expression on his face.“The thing is, I like you too
much.”

“
Is that bad?” she asked,
concerned.

“
It’s not good.” He kissed
her again, nibbling on her lower lip as he did so. “But I’m not
sure I care about being good with you.”

She blushed. “Same here. I swear, you
could talk me into anything.”

“
That is a tempting
thought.” He put his arm around her again, pulling her close.
Putting a finger to his lips, he said, “This is our little secret,
yes? You can tell no one or we’ll both be in trouble.”

She nodded and held up her hand as if
taking a vow. “Mum’s the word.”

***

At their next session, Dr.
Micheals--she still thought of him by his title even though he’d
told her his first name was Mark-- hooked her up to the pump and
frowned.“I think your milk just came in.”

“
I thought so, my breasts
have been aching and feel heavy.” They’d noticeably increased in
size again and there was a background buzzing sensation in her body
as it worked hard to make milk. Jenna had felt feverish for most of
the night and hadn’t been able to sleep. Her nipples had also
become so sensitive that just air moving over her body was too
much.

He removed the pump and hefted each
globe in turn, thumb grazing the nipple until her breathing
stuttered “Ah, there it is.”

She looked down to see a drop of milk
glistening from the tip of each nipple. Something inside her
released under his touch and suddenly she was squirting milk. Dr.
Micheals jumped back in surprise. “Whoa!”

“
I’m so sorry.”
Embarrassment flamed through her.

“
No worries.” He approached
her from the side, out of direct range. “You’ve just got a lot of
milk. When was the last time you pumped?”

“
I was just about to do
another session.” She grabbed the bath towel she’d found in the
nightstand drawer and dabbed her breasts, but no matter what she
did, more milk dribbled out.

“
Here, let me help you.”
Kneeling down he caught a nipple in his mouth and sucked while
using one hand to squeeze the breast in a rhythmic motion. His
other hand snaked its way between her legs, nudging them apart to
massage her clit, which had seemed to increase in size and
sensitivity along with her breasts.

The let down of milk was a palpable
sensation of release. Her other breast, engorged and aching shot
out milk in a continuous stream. Dr. Micheals quickly moved to
suckle it and relieve the pressure, but that just meant that her
other breast shot out milk instead. He smashed her breasts up and
together, until her nipples almost touched, and squeezed them until
milk streamed directly into his mouth.

Jenna’s moaned, her hips moved in small
circles, grinding against the bed. Even though his hand was no
longer stroking her clit, the way he touched her milky breasts was
such a turn-on her response was on auto-pilot. How she wished Big
Black was buried deep inside her. Her body pulsated with a growing
climax that rippled out from her belly down to her clit and up to
her nipples. Every squeeze of her tender breasts or insistent suck
on her nipple made it stronger until it rolled through her like
thunder. She threw her head back as she came, a hoarse cry on her
lips.

“
Oh my God,” she said when
she could think again. “I’ve never come like that
before.”

The doctor nodded. “We’ve found that
orgasms from nipple stimulation alone are pretty intense.” He
handed her the breast pump. “Now you need to pump for twenty
minutes.”

“
Still?” Reluctantly she put
the plastic cones over her breasts. Her body was so sated, so
fulfilled that the last thing she wanted was more
stimulation.

“
Yes. We need to analyze
your breast milk and see what its stem cell count is.” He flipped
the switch. “And then you go to the milking room.”

“
The milking room?” She
gasped as the pump tugged the milk from her with short, violent
strokes. “What’s that?”

“
Once your milk comes in,
you move on to the next phase. We milk you for several days and run
lots of tests.” His hand drifted back to her pussy and she spread
her legs wide, eager for his touch. “I’ll miss you.”

She went still. “I won’t see you
anymore?” She couldn’t keep a note of sadness from her voice. In
her head, she’d built an entire future with Dr. Micheals and
fantasized about when he would fuck her for the first
time.