Good 'Till the Last Drop: Lactation Erotica Bundle Page 5

  “Dang, babe! You look smokin’!” he exclaimed.

  “Thanks,” Juliet said, feeling guilty. She gave Matt a quick peck on the cheek. “Don’t wait up,” she said and she quietly closed the door behind her. Juliet’s stomach churned with nerves as she climbed into her car and she was at Jonathan’s house within ten minutes. She parked halfway down the street, hoping no one would recognize her car. Her heels clicked along the pavement as she made her way to the house. It was an older row home that had been renovated, and now had a wealthy, restored look about it. Taking a deep breath, she rang the doorbell and waited.

  A moment later the door opened and Juliet found herself face to face with an unbelievably attractive man who looked about ten years older than she. He had unruly black hair with just a touch of grey and bright green eyes. He was tall and trim and dressed in dark grey slacks and a white button down shirt. Caught off guard by his handsomeness, Juliet stood stupidly on the porch until the man asked “Juliet?”

  “Yes! Hi,” she held her hand out to shake, but Jonathan stared at it looking bemused, and then opened the door to let her in.

  “I’m Jonathan. Please come in.”

  Juliet stepped into the foyer and looked around the home. It was small but furnished quite nicely, with dark furniture and expensive looking paintings on the walls. Just beyond the foyer, Juliet could make out a kitchen with stainless steel appliances. Feeling as if she was being watched, she turned around to see Jonathan shrewdly assessing her.

  “Very nice,” he breathed, “You look lovely so your appearance will not be a problem,” he paused, his eyes locked on her chest, “and your breasts are incredible,” the last word was breathy with his excitement, his eyes wild with desire.

  Juliet blushed, unsure of what to say by his strange compliments.

  “Are you interested in hearing the arrangements?” he asked, dragging his eyes from Juliet’s chest and looking at her face. Juliet noticed that Jonathan had extremely large hands and she imagined him cupping her breasts and grabbing her ass with them. Her mind quickly flitted to Matt, but she pushed those thoughts aside.

  “Yes, please.”

  Jonathan beckoned to a small sitting room, and she followed him before sinking down into a black leather couch.

  “As mentioned on the phone, I am looking for a submissive. I also have a fondness towards lactating women, though it is extremely hard to find willing partners, which is why I am offering a fee. Consider payment as a thank you for your service. I will get to payment in a moment, but first I want to discuss what is expected of you,” he stared at Juliet who was sitting motionless on the couch; she nodded, willing him to continue.

  “I like hair long and straight. Your hair looks perfect. I also prefer black undergarments. Would you mind showing me yours?”

  It took Juliet a moment to process that Jonathan had just asked to see her bra and panties; he stared at her expectantly.

  “Oh! Right!” she said, startled by the business-like manner. She stood up awkwardly, and then grabbed the hem of her dress and slowly pulled it up, first revealing her lacy boyshorts and then finally, bringing the dress up to her neck to reveal her bra.

  Jonathan let out a small groan of delight and motioned for Juliet to lower her dress. Feeling a small sense of satisfaction, Juliet lowered her dress and retook her seat.

  “Yes,” Jonathan croaked, “those will do.” Trying to regain his thoughts, he shook his head. “Thank you for pulling your dress back down. I never would have been able to continue while staring at you in your underwear.”

  Juliet blushed again, already feeling the urge to want to please Jonathan.

  “When you come over, you will make your way to the second bedroom upstairs. Once inside, you will remove your clothing, leaving only your undergarments and heels on. There is a closet for you to stow your belongings. Inside you will find a black collar. Put it around your neck. You will then sit on the bed, with your feet resting flat on the floor. Do not cross your legs or ankles. You will place your hands at your side, and hang your head so that your hair falls across your face. This is how I want to find you when I enter the room. Are you following so far?”

  Juliet nodded. Get undressed, put on a collar, sit on the bed, head down.

  “There is a black chair in the corner. Sometimes I will enter the room and sit there, asking you to do things for me. I may ask you to touch yourself or dance. You will say ‘Yes, sir’ and follow my instructions. I will drink from your breasts as I please. In the room there is also a chest of toys and other accoutrements. I may bind you with rope or scarves before performing sex acts with you. I also enjoy spanking. So far, are you comfortable with everything?”

  Juliet took a deep breath and nodded. She could handle being tied up and spanked, in fact, it sounded erotic.

  “I also have a gag that I may use on you. It is not painful, but I have been told that it can be uncomfortable. I enjoy anal play but I do not have any anal toys. I much prefer my own tongue, fingers, and of course my dick.”

  Juliet’s eyes widened at the mention of anal. She and Matt had experimented with butt plugs but they had never actually had anal sex.

  “Are you okay with that?” Jonathan asked.

  “Well, the anal sex frightens me a bit, but I would be willing to try it. Possibly.”

  Jonathan nodded, as if deep in thought.

  “With that being said, we need a safe word. If ever things become too much, you say the word and I stop immediately. Let’s use the word yellow. I also have a few other toys such as dildos, vibrators and bullets. But most importantly, I want you to obey me. I get the most pleasure from ordering you around.” Jonathan’s eyes flashed darkly on the last words. Juliet squirmed, feeling a sinful clench within her groin.

  “Once we are finished, I will leave the room. There is a shower in the bathroom that you may use. Once you are showered and dressed, please come downstairs and have tea with me.”

  Juliet laughed, somewhat manically, from the bizarre comment coupled with her nerves.

  “Tea?” she gasped, trying to regain her composure.

  Jonathan smiled ruefully, “My mother was British, so I like to think of myself as a gentleman. After I fuck you six ways from Sunday, I think it’s the least I can do in offering you a pot of tea. I’ll be sure to have decaf since you are nursing.”

  Realizing he was serious, Juliet was more turned-on than she could possibly imagine. Something about the tea had gotten her juices flowing and now she was desperate for Jonathan, desperate for him to touch her, and desperate to obey his every wish and command.

  “As for payment, I was thinking $500 per evening. If you please me beyond what I have imagined, I will increase the payment to $750, or possibly even more..” his voice trailed off as he studied Juliet, his eyes burning with lust.

  While Juliet melted under his burning gaze, she was also reeling from what he had offered to pay her. Knowing this technically made her a prostitute did not the diminish the fact that Jonathan had just offered her an indecent amount of money for sleeping with him and letting him indulge in his lactation fantasies. She would worry later about how to explain the money to Matt.

  “I would love to see you at least two nights a week, if possible. Will you accept my offer?”

  “Yes!” Juliet said, and then fearing she had been too eager with her response, she composed herself, trying to look demure, and said “yes” more softly.

  “Excellent!” he exclaimed, smiling seductively. “Can we begin tonight?”

  Juliet nodded to which Jonathan took in a sharp intake of breath, clearly enthused by what the night held.

  “Then, please head upstairs. It is the second room on the left.”

  Juliet nodded and stood up, “Yes, sir,” she whispered, before turning on her heel and shaking her ass as she went up the staircase.

  Tonight she could be anyone she wanted to be with Jonathan. Her inner sexual freak roared to life and she knew that she was going to love this every b
it as much as Jonathan would, maybe even more so. She was going to be paid an obscene amount of money to sleep with a handsome and wealthy man.

  She reached the top of the steps and walked to the second door on the left. The hallway was dimly lit and she pushed open the bedroom door and flicked on the lights. The room was bathed in soft recessed lighting and Juliet immediately noticed the black leather chair that sat in the corner, turned to face the bed. The bed was extremely large, taking up most of the room, and had four high posters, all dark polished wood. Juliet glanced up to see a mirrored ceiling above the bed and her breath came faster as images of Jonathan fucking her in full view ran through her mind.

  A bench sat at the foot of the bed and, a large ornate chest took up most of the far wall. Juliet assumed the chest was where all of the toys were stored. She noticed two doors and she pushed open the first one revealing a comfortable bathroom with a shower. She closed that door, and opened the other door, which was a small closet. Juliet hung her purse over a door hook and then slowly peeled off her dress before hanging it on a hanger. The collar was resting on a shelf and she picked it up to examine it. It was plain, thick leather minus any detail. Feeling naughty, Juliet wrapped it around her neck before snapping it tightly. Now she belonged to Jonathan.

  She snuck back into the bathroom to check herself. Her breasts were even larger than they had been an hour ago, and Juliet could feel that they were heavy with milk. Satisfied with her reflection, she went to the bed and sat down as she had been instructed. She bent her head so that her hair fell in a long curtain across her face. She waited.

  Two agonizingly long minutes passed before Juliet heard the knob turn and she sat very still as Jonathan entered the room.

  “Ah, yes,” he whispered, but Juliet didn’t dare look up. She heard the leather chair groan from Jonathan’s weight and she knew he had sat down.

  “Come here,” he ordered. Juliet stood up and walked slowly towards him. He was wearing the same clothes, but he was barefoot and his white shirt was completely open, his chest exposed. To Juliet’s delight she saw that his chest was hard, and he had a clearly defined six-pack. Juliet stood between his legs, waiting for the next order.

  “Turn around and bend over. I want your sweet little ass in my face,” he breathed.

  “Yes, sir.”

  Juliet turned around, bending over as she limberly grasped her ankles, her ass high and exposed. Jonathan breathed heavily as he reached his arms out, running his fingers along the backs of her legs and thighs, until he reached her ass, grabbing it firmly in his large hands. Juliet moaned as Jonathan did exactly what she had hoped for.

  Spinning her around, he eyed her breasts hungrily and then reached down to unzip his fly.

  “Suck me,” her ordered.

  Juliet licked her lips, “Yes, sir,” she murmured, dropping to her knees and tugging on his boxers. Jonathan’s impressive cock sprung upwards and Juliet tried to conceal her excitement. Jonathan had the most beautiful member she had ever laid eyes on. It was perfectly shaped, long and thick, without any blemishes. She parted her lips before opening them wide to take Jonathan.

  Wrapping her lips around Jonathan’s thickness, she moved her mouth up and down his shaft, reveling in how warm and hard he felt within her mouth. She swirled her salvia around him, making sure she wet his cock properly before dragging her tongue over him. Jonathan shifted in his seat, his eyes closed with pleasure.

  “Mmmm,” Juliet hummed against his skin and Jonathan gasped from the sensation. Shifting on her knees, Juliet took all of Jonathan into her mouth, pushing his cock back deep in her throat as she brought her lips against the flesh of his base. Jonathan moaned from her impressive deep throating. Juliet began to move at a steady pace, sucking his cock as if it were a sweet, cold popsicle on a sweltering summer’s day. She loved moving her head back and forth, over and over his cock, sucking and tasting him, his masculine smell mingling with his sweat.

  Excitedly, she felt Jonathan twitch inside her mouth and she knew he must be close to orgasm. She felt Jonathan’s hands tangle in her hair, and he grasped her head as he began to move her head faster and faster. She pulled her mouth off him, before pushing fiercely down again and she was happy to hear Jonathan gasp with carnal pleasure. Moments later, Jonathan exploded in her mouth and Juliet eagerly pushed his cock in the back of her mouth as she felt his warmth run down her throat.

  As she swallowed Jonathan’s fluids, she felt the tingling building in her breasts and she knew they would soon need their release. Panting, Jonathan pulled Juliet up and looked at her, brushing his hands against her swollen breasts.

  “That was beyond words,” he said, his breath ragged. “Did you like it?” he asked.

  “Yes, sir,” Juliet purred, licking her lips. With smug pleasure, she watched Jonathan’s eyes pop at her small gesture before he quickly composed himself.

  “Take off your heels and stand on the bed and hold on to each of the posts by the headboard,” he said softly.

  “Yes, sir.” A whisper.

  Juliet walked to the bed, before stepping out of her heels and climbing onto the mattress. She stepped across to the head of the bed and held onto each post. She watched as Jonathan rummaged in the chest and came out with two bits of smooth, white rope. Juliet felt her mouth go dry as she wondered what Jonathan had planned. He climbed onto the bed, then skillfully wrapped the rope around each of her wrists and then bound her wrists to the post. Juliet was forced to stay standing, her wrists bound to the bed.

  “Much better,” Jonathan said, before sinking to the bed, his face level with Juliet’s stomach. He brought his mouth to the skin just above her panties and he brushed his lips softly against her, teasingly.

  “Ohhh,” Juliet whimpered, her body sensitive and ready. Wrapping his hands around her ass, Jonathan pulled Juliet towards him, pushing her pussy into his face. He breathed against her panties, the hot air moving through the fabric to heat her further. She immediately sagged against her restraints, the pure pleasure of Jonathan’s mouth washing over her.

  “Pace yourself,” he whispered.

  “Yes, sir,” she moaned back, tugging on her restraints once more.

  Ever so slowly, Jonathan slid his fingers into the sides of her boyshorts, and with painstaking slowness, pulled them down her legs and finally slipped them off over her feet. He trailed kisses up Juliet’s thighs, never kissing Juliet where she desired it most. Juliet moaned and whimpered, and her breasts fought the restraints of the bra. Finally, Jonathan pushed his mouth against her sex and slipped his tongue between her folds.

  “Agghh,” Juliet cried out as Jonathan’s warm tongue invaded her. He moved his tongue over her inner folds, tracing her soft lines and exploring her crevices. He hovered near her opening, but never entered which only drove Juliet wilder with her desire. Reaching up, Jonathan used his hands to open Juliet like a flower, before swiftly flicking his tongue against her clit. Juliet sagged again, the restraints holding her up as she tried to absorb the pleasure.

  “Please. Please, sir,” she begged.

  “What do you want, Juliet?” he asked with deliberate slowness.

  “Your tongue!” she gasped.

  “Where?”

  “My pussy!” she cried out.

  In one swift movement, Jonathan pushed his tongue deep inside her, and Juliet cried out carnally as she felt his warm tongue enter her. In and out moved his tongue as his hands rubbed and tickled her clit. Juliet felt her juices dripping and she could feel Jonathan lapping up her wetness. She began to tremble as she felt her body pushing towards orgasm.

  “That’s right,” Jonathan crooned, “Come for me, Juliet.”

  “Yes, sir,” Juliet gasped before her orgasm burst through her body, sending waves of pleasure over her as she slumped against her restraints, her body trembling. When the last wave had rocked her and Jonathan had licked to his fill, he stood up and untied Juliet, who immediately dropped to the bed, spent and exhausted.

  Jonat
han sat on the edge of the bed allowing Juliet to catch her breath, her chest heaving up and down as her hardened breasts bounced. He ran his hand in her wetness and groaned. He was naked from the waist down and Juliet noticed that his cock was hard and full again, twitching with anticipation. She knew he would want to fuck her while she was so wet and ready for him. As if reading her mind, he slid his shirt over his arms, and Juliet watched it flutter to the ground in a small, discarded heap.

  Jonathan reached over Juliet and grabbed a section of rope. He pulled her hands above her head, and bound her wrists together so that her arms were over her head, immobilized.

  “Do you want me to fuck you?” he asked, his voice low and throaty.

  “Yes, sir,” she said weakly.

  Jonathan pulled a condom from somewhere off the side of the bed, and tore open the wrapper before swiftly unrolling it down his shaft. Grunting, he positioned himself over Juliet, his breath hot and heavy against her face, smelling of mint and tea. He slowly slid his cock into Juliet, stretching her inch by inch and she arched her back with his delicious entry. She glanced towards the ceiling and moaned at the erotic reflection of her and Jonathan’s tangled limbs.

  “Ohhhh,” she groaned once he was completely inside her. Jonathan paused, reveling in having his cock so tightly hugged, as Juliet moaned from being filled so completely. Then he pulled out, causing Juliet to whimper from the friction. Again, he entered her, this time faster and harder and Juliet groaned again. Faster and faster, Jonathan worked and Juliet’s mind began to go blissfully blank. Jonathan was a focused lover, and he kept murmuring “Your breasts. I want to drink from your breasts.” Seeing that Juliet was tied up, she could only thrust her chest forward, knowing her milk was going to shoot upwards once her bra was removed. She could already feel milk slowly leaking from her hardened nipples.

  Abruptly, Jonathan sat up, pulling Juliet with him, not breaking their connection. He threw her arms over his head, so that her arms were resting on his shoulders. The tingling in her breasts was overwhelming and becoming painful and she needed Jonathan to relieve her. As if reading her thoughts, he reached and unsnapped the front clasp of her bra. Her bra sprang open at the front, and she instantly felt her let down. There was no small trickle this time, but instead, as if a fountain had been turned on, each breast gushed thick streams of pearly fluid.