Heavy Cream (Adult Nursing Fantasy) (2 page)

“Oh, fuck....that feels good!” Michael moaned as I bobbed my head up and down on his pulsating prick.

Knowing that I was making him feel so good made my pussy quiver in anticipation. As much as I loved his cock in my mouth, it would feel even better buried deep inside me, and I couldn’t wait any longer.

I got on my hands and knees on the couch. I hiked up my skirt and buried my face in the cushions with my ass in the air. I spread my lower lips with my fingers, offering my dripping cunt to Michael.

“I need you to fuck me!”

He positioned the huge head of his cock at the entrance to my pussy. There was a lot of pressure as he pushed the tip of his massive member into my tight channel. He gripped my hips and pushed his hardness into me inch by inch. My cunt clamped down onto his cock, drawing him in even deeper.

“You feel so fucking good!” he gasped.

I pressed my ass against him, desperate to feel him fill my hole completely. His fingers dug into the flesh of my hips as he pumped into me. My breasts jiggled underneath my, spraying milk onto the leather of his couch.

“Faster!” I moaned breathlessly.

Michael obliged and pounded my pussy mercilessly, his long, thick cock impaling me again and again and again. I could feel my impending orgasm beginning to creep up on me, the muscles in my slick cunt drawing tighter and tighter.

“Oh, fuck!” I screamed as my body exploded with pleasure.

Michael continued slamming himself into me as my pussy pulsated around his prick. I rode the waves of ecstasy that his body brought me. He was fucking me really hard and fast now, his nuts slapping against my skin. He growled a low, sexy growl when he found his release, sending steaming spurts of his seed splashing against my inner walls. He gave a few more furious thrusts before pulling his sticky dick out of my sore and saturated cunt and collapsing back on the couch.

Semen mixed with my own secretions dribbled down my thigh when I changed positions to sit next to Michael.

I felt spent. My breasts were drained of milk and my body was drained of pleasure.

I shoved a hand through my tousled hair. “That was incredible.”

“Yes, it was,” Michael agreed. “We should do that again soon. You know, sometimes it takes a couple of sessions for the milk to really start flowing again.”

“We should definitely do that as often as possible then.” I grinned at him. “At least every weekend, and maybe a couple of times during the week. I could probably swing by on my lunch break.”

Truthfully, having Michael suckle from me made me feel sexier than I had ever felt in my life, and I couldn’t wait to have his mouth on me and his dick inside me again.

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