swallowed. She took the breast away and I nearly cried like an infant until she replaced it with her other breast. She switched off several more times, allowing me to suckle at her teats for a good long while.
I won’t say that I was satisfied when she took her breast away for the last time because I don’t think that I could ever be sated from that. I wanted to do it all night long. But, she had different things in mind.
She put a pacifier in my mouth before moving to the foot of the bed. I stared up at the ceiling as she busied herself. She tugged down my panties before she lifted up my legs. She told me to hold them up and I complied. Cool wetness fell over my exposed asshole, followed soon by a gloved finger.
I moaned around the pacifier as she entered into me with one finger and then two. I looked down to see her smiling as she manipulated my opening. She pushed my legs higher and replaced her fingers with the head of a strap-on dildo.
"Mommy’s baby needs to be fucked," she taunted before pushing into me.
She fucked me deeply, moving up close and resting her body on my erection. As she moved in and out of me, the friction from her flesh on my cock was wonderful. It felt like I was being fucked from behind and stroked from the front.
She looked down at me, fucking me, on top of me, and told me, "I want my little slut to make a mess on Mommy’s belly." With those words and the pressure/pleasure below, I was over the edge.
With each pump of me, she was pumping cum out of my cock and onto her flesh. "Oh, you’re making Mommy all sticky," she moaned, feeling the warm wetness between us.
She spread the wetness of my cum over her now-bare breasts and stomach, her cock still inside of me. She slowly slid out before removing the condom on the rubber cock and moving up next to me. She removed the pacifier from my mouth and replaced it with the dildo, allowing me to suck on it while she stroked my hair. When she was satisfied with that, she took the cock out of my mouth and allowed me to feed a little more on the milk from her breasts. As I suckled, she hummed quietly, making me feel completely safe, comfortable, and at ease.
New York After Dark
I was in New York for an Interactive Conference. It was a bore. I was complaining about the waste of my time to one of my Midwestern friends and she mentioned that she might have the perfect distraction for me. By 8 o’clock that night I had been essentially "set up" to meet a native New Yorker at the Angelica Theater down town.
"You’ll like her," I was told. "She’s funny and cute. I think you two will find you have a lot in common."
This was not a date but more of a "friendship waiting to happen" in my friend’s eyes. That we were meeting for a Todd Haynes film told me that this mystery woman had some taste. That she was writing a review of it for Time Out New York meant that she enjoyed writing, too. That she got paid for it was even more impressive.
We met in the theater, I could tell it was her by the way she was scanning the room the same way I was. I introduced myself and she told me her name was Louise. She was an African American woman with a close-cropped haircut, voluptuous figure, and sparkling green eyes. She had a captivating smile and I instantly felt a spark of attraction upon shaking her hand.
The next few days we spent throughout Manhattan. I skipped my conference and we shopped, ate, and chatted extensively. I got a little sad each night as we said goodbye. I was having a great time hanging out.
The day before I was scheduled to leave she invited me over for lunch at her loft since we were in the area doing some browsing at Tower Records. I noted with interest that some of the magazines she had bought were of rather questionable material including the latest Prometheus magazine from The Eulenspiegel Society, a New York BDSM group.
While she prepared lunch, I asked if I could look at some of the things she had picked up.
"Sure," she said, "I’m
I won’t say that I was satisfied when she took her breast away for the last time because I don’t think that I could ever be sated from that. I wanted to do it all night long. But, she had different things in mind.
She put a pacifier in my mouth before moving to the foot of the bed. I stared up at the ceiling as she busied herself. She tugged down my panties before she lifted up my legs. She told me to hold them up and I complied. Cool wetness fell over my exposed asshole, followed soon by a gloved finger.
I moaned around the pacifier as she entered into me with one finger and then two. I looked down to see her smiling as she manipulated my opening. She pushed my legs higher and replaced her fingers with the head of a strap-on dildo.
"Mommy’s baby needs to be fucked," she taunted before pushing into me.
She fucked me deeply, moving up close and resting her body on my erection. As she moved in and out of me, the friction from her flesh on my cock was wonderful. It felt like I was being fucked from behind and stroked from the front.
She looked down at me, fucking me, on top of me, and told me, "I want my little slut to make a mess on Mommy’s belly." With those words and the pressure/pleasure below, I was over the edge.
With each pump of me, she was pumping cum out of my cock and onto her flesh. "Oh, you’re making Mommy all sticky," she moaned, feeling the warm wetness between us.
She spread the wetness of my cum over her now-bare breasts and stomach, her cock still inside of me. She slowly slid out before removing the condom on the rubber cock and moving up next to me. She removed the pacifier from my mouth and replaced it with the dildo, allowing me to suck on it while she stroked my hair. When she was satisfied with that, she took the cock out of my mouth and allowed me to feed a little more on the milk from her breasts. As I suckled, she hummed quietly, making me feel completely safe, comfortable, and at ease.
New York After Dark
I was in New York for an Interactive Conference. It was a bore. I was complaining about the waste of my time to one of my Midwestern friends and she mentioned that she might have the perfect distraction for me. By 8 o’clock that night I had been essentially "set up" to meet a native New Yorker at the Angelica Theater down town.
"You’ll like her," I was told. "She’s funny and cute. I think you two will find you have a lot in common."
This was not a date but more of a "friendship waiting to happen" in my friend’s eyes. That we were meeting for a Todd Haynes film told me that this mystery woman had some taste. That she was writing a review of it for Time Out New York meant that she enjoyed writing, too. That she got paid for it was even more impressive.
We met in the theater, I could tell it was her by the way she was scanning the room the same way I was. I introduced myself and she told me her name was Louise. She was an African American woman with a close-cropped haircut, voluptuous figure, and sparkling green eyes. She had a captivating smile and I instantly felt a spark of attraction upon shaking her hand.
The next few days we spent throughout Manhattan. I skipped my conference and we shopped, ate, and chatted extensively. I got a little sad each night as we said goodbye. I was having a great time hanging out.
The day before I was scheduled to leave she invited me over for lunch at her loft since we were in the area doing some browsing at Tower Records. I noted with interest that some of the magazines she had bought were of rather questionable material including the latest Prometheus magazine from The Eulenspiegel Society, a New York BDSM group.
While she prepared lunch, I asked if I could look at some of the things she had picked up.
"Sure," she said, "I’m
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