Milking Mommy – A Steamy Erotic Tale
It was an ordinary day in the office. I had been working hard, finishing up some paperwork before the end of the day. As I was gathering my things to head home, I noticed a woman in the hallway. She was tall and imposing, with dark hair and piercing blue eyes. She was wearing a tight, black dress that showed off her curves and her ample breasts. I felt a surge of desire as our eyes met and I wondered who she was.
As I got closer, I noticed that she was carrying a large, brown bag. It was filled with milk bottles and other supplies. She was obviously a milkmaid, and I couldn’t help but be intrigued. I asked her what she was doing and she told me that she was Milking Mommy, a service which provided fresh milk for those in need. I was curious and wanted to learn more.
She explained that she was a freelance milkmaid, providing her services to those who needed it. She could provide milk from cows, goats, sheep, and even horses. She also provided supplies such as bottles, nipples, and warmers. She also explained that she provided her services to those who needed it, regardless of age or gender.
The more she spoke, the more aroused I became. I asked her if I could hire her services and she smiled. She said that she could provide me with some fresh milk, and she could even offer me a little more than that if I wanted. I felt a thrill of excitement and nodded. She then asked if I wanted her to come to my house or if I wanted to come to hers. I chose to go to hers, and she gave me directions to her little farmhouse.
I was nervous as I drove to her house. I had never done anything like this before and I was worried that I might not be able to go through with it. But I was also incredibly aroused, and I couldn’t wait to see what she had in store.
When I arrived at her house, she welcomed me inside. The interior of the house was cozy and inviting. She offered me a glass of wine while she set up the supplies. We chatted lightly as she prepared, and I felt myself relaxing. Once everything was ready, she gave me a brief lesson in milking. She showed me how to properly hold the bottles and nipples, and then she showed me how to milk the cows.
Once I had a basic understanding of the process, she asked me to come closer. She then asked me to unbutton my shirt, which I did without hesitation. She then took one of the nipples and pressed it against my erect nipples. She then began to gently massage and caress them as she milked them.
The sensation was incredible. I had never felt anything like it before. I felt my body responding to her touch, and I knew that this was going to be something special. As she continued, I felt a warmth radiating throughout my body, and I knew that I was getting close. She then stopped and asked if I wanted her to continue. I nodded my head eagerly, and she began to milk me again.
This time, her touch was more intense. She moved the nipples faster, and I felt myself nearing the edge. I was so close, and I knew that I was going to come soon. I felt my body tensing and then suddenly I was being flooded with pleasure. I cried out in ecstasy as I came, and I felt my body shaking with pleasure.
Once I had recovered, I thanked her for the incredible experience and asked her if I could return the next day for more. She agreed, and I left feeling satisfied and happy.
The next day, I returned to her house and we began the process again. This time, she was more aggressive and the sensations were even more intense. I felt myself going higher and higher until I was screaming out in pleasure. I couldn’t believe how incredible it felt, and I thanked her again as I left.
As the days went on, I returned again and again to Milking Mommy and each time the experience was more and more intense. I couldn’t get enough of it, and I was soon addicted to the feeling of being milked. I would often fantasize about being milked and I found myself wanting to experience more and more.
Eventually, I even began to crave the experience of being milked by another person. I wanted to experience the pleasure that someone else could give me, and I was soon scouring the internet for an escort who could provide me with this experience. I eventually found a woman who was willing to give me what I wanted and she became my milking partner.
We would meet twice a week and I would always be mesmerized by her beauty as she milked me. I would often forget all of my worries as I experienced the pleasure that she gave me. I would often find myself wanting to stay with her forever, but eventually, I would have to leave and return to my normal life.
As the months went by, I began to realize how much I had come to depend on Milking Mommy. I realized that I had grown to need it and that I couldn’t imagine my life without it. I eventually decided to quit my job and pursue it full-time. I now milk people for a living and I’m happier than I’ve ever been.
My life has changed for the better since I started Milking Mommy, and I have never looked back. I am thankful every day for the experience that it has given me and I look forward to continuing to milk people for years to come.
