Milk for the Billionaire (billionaire domination and lactation erotica) Page 2
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.
Mr. Madisen looked down at her, grabbed her hips in his hands and lifted her body to his.
A sense of completion, of fullness, began to spread through Sandy as her pussy stretched around Mr. Madisen’s engorged cock. She purred when he removed one of his hands and returned it to her chest, kneading those big, beautiful tits that so obsessed him.
He moved back and forth in slow, cautious strokes, obviously wanting her to be ready before he shoved deep. She tried to urge him in, to make him move quicker, but he was enjoying his meticulous pace.
“Please,” Sandy begged, sucking her lip between her teeth and looking up at Mr. Madisen’s powerful, gorgeous chest, “please fuck me, Mister Madisen. Please shove that dick all the way in me. I can’t take anymore! You’re teasing me so badly. All your dirty secretary wants is for you to fuck her and suck all this milk out of her tits.” She affected a sort of little-girl voice and gave one of her tits a squeeze, letting more liquid run down her hand before she stuck her finger in her mouth and licked it off.
Either the dirty talk, or the playing with her body and licking made Mr. Madisen change his mind about how fast to bury himself in her pussy.
“How’s this?” He asked, as his cock’s head disappeared inside his secretary, the walls of her vagina squeezing him, p
ulling him inside and refusing to let go. “Mmm... you’re so warm,” he said, massaging her waist, “so wet, so tight.” He arched his back toward her, pushing in another inch. “I love the way you’re gripping me, this snatch is so good, Sandy, I never want to stop fucking you.” He pulled his prick halfway out, and then stroked in again, giving her another inch.
She sighed, leaned her head back and closed her eyes. “Do whatever you want with my body, Mister Madisen,” she said, “I’m all yours whenever you want me.”
“Good,” he said, pushing forward, “I’ll remember that.”
Elation flooded Sandy again the instant she felt Mr. Madisen’s smooth, heavy balls come to rest against her. She moved her hips again, trying to work him just a little deeper, and then started to rotate them.
“Put your feet straight out,” Mr. Madisen said, his voice barely above a whisper. “Straight out in front of you, yes, like that.”
He used his weight and his considerable strength to pull Sandy into a sitting position with his cock still inside her. Her tits, she realized as soon as his lips found one of her pebbled, pink, aching nipples, were right in his face.
She almost lost it again.
Sandy clutched Mr. Madisen’s head to her breast and pumped her hips hard and fast. He suckled her, one hand squeezing her tit and the other around the small of her back, holding her body against him.
Looking down, the milk dripping out of Mr. Madisen’s lips and smearing across her pale, barely-freckled skin flicked another switch inside of Sandy. She tossed her head back, flipping her hair out of the way so she could watch this beautiful man sucking her tits. He moved to the other, kneading her, hungrily filling his mouth with her fluid and trying his best to keep it from dribbling out, although she had built up so much that proved impossible. The more he licked and gulped, the more she gave him. He seemed insatiable, and that just made Sandy happier.
She could not really comprehend how this all made her feel at that moment, looking at him and watching the obvious and intense pleasure he was getting from her body, from that thing that she had been so terribly embarrassed about not an hour ago. She rocked her hips forward, back, and forward again in time with the squeezes he gave her breast and the circles his tongue took around her nipple when he opened his lips for a breath.
Sandy Jackson felt, for the first time in her life, like she was every ounce as sexy, beautiful and fascinating as this man told her she was. Everyone else just said the words, she thought, moaning as he locked his lips around her again, this one goes through with them, this one shows me how special I am.
That familiar warmth crept up her belly and over her chest in a flush. Mr. Madisen was breathing hard, obviously straining to keep his balls from erupting inside her. Unbelievably, she was close to a second cum. In truth, the first one never really stopped, as the pulsating walls of her pussy reminded her.
Feeling bold, she put a finger under Mr. Madisen’s chin and lifted his head. They locked eyes for a moment before she playfully pushed him backwards until the carped made a koosh sound under his weight. He grabbed two handfuls of Sandy’s ass, massaging her hard and lifting her off his body then thrusting up to meet her with a deep stroke of his cock.
Using her legs as pistons, she bounced up until he almost fell out, and then slammed back down, surprising even herself with her urgency. Mr. Madisen relaxed his head on the carpet and let a pleasured laugh escape his lips. He drove upward so hard his balls slapped against Sandy’s perfect, round ass again and again and again.
Seconds later, she felt his thick forearms on her back, pulling her forward until Mr. Madisen’s mouth found her tits again. He held her in place, pumping his hips up and down as hard and as fast as he could, his heavy ballsack making a thwack each time he slammed her with his thick, ready-to-burst cock.
She held her breath for what felt like a lifetime. Mr. Madisen pushed his hips up, grabbed both of her tits in his hands and squeezed. Her milk dribbled out of his mouth, pooled at the base of his neck, and Sandy’s clit grinded hard against his muscular pubis.
Her breath caught in her throat on the way out, and she felt Mr. Madisen’s tool enlarge inside her body just as a spurt of juice forced its way out of her.
“Oh-oh-ohmigod!” Sandy squealed as her walls handcuffed Mr. Madisen again, this time massaging his shaft with the pulsating waves of her climax. A happy moan slipped out of her lips, and her boss grunted hard when the first jet of his cum filled her pussy the same way her milk filled his mouth.
He lay his head back and moaned a baritone “Ooooohhhnnnnnnn...” as his cock pumped again, filling his naughty secretary with a load that dripped out of her sex to mix with all the juice collecting at the base of his dick. Just then, Sandy began to shake again, and noises she had never heard came out of her, from somewhere very deep inside. Her walls squeezed the last drop out of Mr. Madison, and started to convulse even harder than before.
She grit her teeth, the cords on her neck stood out and every muscle in her body clenched as if to try and keep together. Then in one instant, one unbelievable split-second, it all released. Another gush of fluid sprayed around Mr. Madisen’s cock and her breasts, still clutched in his hands, filled his mouth, and covered the side of his face. She shook uncontrollably, and he held her tight against him, not letting her go. Her entire world melted into a surreal painting of shades of white that washed over her, filled her being, and wrapped her like a blanket.
Finally, completely spent, and completely relieved of every ounce of tension and strain, Sandy collapsed against Mr. Madisen, who wrapped an arm around her back and nestled her head against the crook of his neck.
They remained in the floor, in each other’s arms, for a few minutes until both of them had caught enough breath to get up and dress.
“What are you going to do about this?” Mr. Madisen asked with a grin, holding up the panties that Sandy had ripped. “I’d hate for you to have to sit around the office the rest of the day with nothing to keep all that juice from dripping out.”
She had to laugh, but genuinely had no idea. “I... I couldn’t tell you. I mean, yeah, this is going to make a mess if I don’t do something about it.” She chewed her lip again.
“Do you remember what you said? About being mine whenever I want?”
Sandy nodded, slowly, waiting for the other foot to drop.
“Tell you what. You keep that promise, and I mean really keep it – whenever I want, you appear – and you can take the rest of the week off. Hell, let’s make it permanent. If I call, you show up and keep right on satisfying my urges. You keep right on being my naughty, slutty little secretary mommy. That’ll be your job. No more paperwork, no more... well, coming in at all. Agree, and this,” he kissed her, his tongue swirling inside her mouth, and squeezed her breast again, “this will be your job.”
She shook her head, not believing his proposition. “Are... are you serious?”
He nodded, cocking an eyebrow. “What do you say?”
“I... um... well, is that even possible? I mean, what about HR? Won’t they wonder why I’m being paid but never here?”
He laughed. “Are you kidding? I own this company. Almost two thousand employees work in this building. Probably five more across the country. You think HR is going to notice one? No, no, I don’t think you have to worry.” He flashed that perfect grin again as he buttoned his shirt. “So, what do you say? This could be the start of a beautiful thing, you know.”
Not entirely sure why she was responding as she was, Sandy tentatively nodded her answer. “Okay... yes, okay.” She managed a little smile. “So, that’s it for the day then?” She adjusted her skirt as best she could, her head still swimming from everything that had happened.
“I’ll be in touch,” Mr. Madisen said as he handed her jacket over.
Sandy Jackson turned to leave. For the second time that day, she smiled inwardly, and thought I really do like this new Sandy.
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