Extending the MILF List Ch. 16

I felt something on the side of my head and realized that Holly had joined me. I heard her suck and then glug a little, gulping and swallowing as though trying not to. She did, nonetheless. It sounded unduly loud. I lifted off Lynn's aching breast, pushing against her little claw at my neck. I wanted to see Holly drinking Lynn's milk.

I did.

Holly had fastened her mouth to Lynn's breast and was sucking hard, sucking and swallowing. Mouthful after mouthful of milk passed her lips and she swallowed it down. Lynn moaned. She started trying to talk around the sensation coursing through her body.

"Touch, touch, touch me!" She formed the words with some difficult. I put a hand between her legs and patted her pussy. Her hips bunched and jumped. I bent over her breast, hearing Holly sucking and swallowing with full commitment. I struggled to catch up. I sucked till I had a mouthful of the warm, almost hot milk, and then I swallowed.

At first it was watery, almost tasteless but then it turned thicker and regained a little sweetness. I sucked harder. One hand held her breast to my mouth and the other lay lankly on her abdomen. After a couple minutes, I felt her far hand find mine at her abdomen and push it lower, over her pussy. I cupped her pussy. I felt the tight, elastic hose moving and her hips lifted. Moments later I felt the curls of her bush on my hand. The tight band of her panty hose slipped under my hand and down and way. I felt her pussy on my finger tips. Her hand returned and pressed my hand against her pussy.

All this time I kept sucking at her breast, sucking and swallowing. Holly and I nursed at the woman's enormous, swollen breasts. Lynn moaned under us, her body writhing without really moving, shifting and responding to the sensations coursing through it. Her moans bubbled up into words from time to time but for several minutes, Holly and I sucked her tits and drank her milk.

Finally, her words began to make sense to me.

"Kiss me." She said, and then augmented her instructions with "fuck me!"

A moment later, I heard the sound of kissing. I lifted up and Holly was kissing her, opened mouth and with full passion. They clung to each other like new lovers. I bent down and sucked at the breast again. I ran a finger up Lynn's furrow and felt the first bubble of wetness emerging. I was doing two things at once and neither very well but after a time, realized technique didn't matter to this woman. She was sensitized and primed; all I needed to do was show up.

"My god, they are sucking her tits and drinking her milk!" Morrison's rumbling voice sounded like spring thunder.

I thought it should have startled me but it seemed to calm me, clearing my mind and igniting my body. The next time I heard Lynn moan, "Fuck me." I took it personally.

I left her breast, now dribbling milk without my help. White rivulets ran in three directions down the great curve of her body. Holly lifted up. She turned her head and looked at me. I swear her eyes were glowing.

"Fuck her." Holly whispered. "I want to kiss her while you are inside her."

Cool, I thought. I wanted that too. I had a thought of asking for Lynn's opinion but Holly resumed kissing her. I peeked and found her hose had been pushed just past her pussy. To fuck her, I needed to remove it.

I did. Moving away from her breast, I gentled the taut pantyhose down her thighs and offer her feet. As soon as her feet were free, Lynn widened her legs, as clear an invitation as a guy could ask for short of a printed one. Her hips swelled and dropped, rose and fell, the slightest motion that left no question what Lynn wanted.

I fumbled with my belt and managed to get my pants and briefs down my legs. My cock sprang free. I shuffled between Lynn's legs. She grunted as she felt me push her knees wide. Her pussy bobbed up and down, gaining speed. I grasped her thighs just below her hips, stilling her body. She moaned around Holly's mouth. Holly had a hand on Lynn's breast. She squeezed it hard and a geyser of white liquid shot in a shrinking arc up into the air. I shuffled forward, bending my cock down towards Lynn's pussy. She grunted when the head encountered her slick furrow. I pushed it between her pussy lips into a shallow dead end. I moved and shifted, holding my cock and relying on the head to find its way with its one unseeing eye.

No luck.

Finally, Lynn's hand appeared between us, grasped my cock and jammed it into the proper spot. I felt her body gape and open. Her hand patted my hip and I leaned into her. My cock slid through the tight clasp of her pussy lips into the luscious pool of pleasure at the center of her body. Down into the hot, molten puddle, I thrust. Lynn's hips bucked up under me. I felt her shift and raise her ass. I met her raising body and pushed down. I felt her jerk as I penetrated her deeper and deeper still. She gasped.

"Oh god, he's inside me." Lynn's voice whispered.

I opened my eyes. Holly was looking down Lynn's body, watching me push into Lynn, joining her body with mine. Holly glanced up at me and then turned back to Lynn. Lynn's head wagged back and forth. Holly surrounded it with her right arm, stilling the woman's head, lay her hand against Lynn's face and kissed her, once, twice, three times before surrendering to the passion they were both feeling. The two women kissed and I swear I felt a new sensation from it wrapping around my cock socketed inside Lynn's body. Lynn groaned. She shook Holly free.

"Fuck me hard!" She cried. "Suck my tits." She added, her voice pulled tight.

I looked over at Morrison. The fucker's eyes were closed. His loss, I thought. I grasped Lynn by the lower thighs and pulled her at me, ramming her with my cock. She grunted. I withdrew a ways and returned home, hammering into her with what strength I could muster. She cried out. Holly had moved down to her tits and sucked at one then the other, leaving each, bubbling with milk. Lynn's arms arched past her ears, gripping the end of the desk while I slammed between her open legs.

I pumped in and out of Lynn's pussy, over and over, seeking and finding a steady grinding rhythm that left Lynn panting and gasping. I took the credit even though Holly was at the woman's bubbling tits the whole time. We men take credit for everything and some of the time it is valid. I thrust and ground, pushed and swished, stirring my cock around in Lynn's hot pussy for several minutes. She groaned and moaned the whole time.

Finally, her legs lifted, her knees pressing against my elbows. I was holding her by the waist as I fucked her, letting the pleasure swaddle and cuddle me. When her legs lifted, I took the hint, slipped my arms under her knees and lifted her body, bending her double. That pushed Holly off Lynn's tits. Lynn's legs bent back over her chest and one tit squirted high into the air. The other nipple was blocked by her right leg. I increased my tempo, pumping cock into her faster and faster, smacking against the lean flat of the backs of her thighs, piercing her body as I did so.

I felt the tension rising in her legs. They grew tighter and tighter until Lynn grunted and her body sought to straighten. Her legs pushed at me and that levered her hips off the desk. Higher and higher until I could no longer enter her. My cock slipped free. She groaned and her ass dropped back to the desk. I fumbled around and I swear her pussy opened up and sucked me inside. I fell into her body. This time the sensation was hot and slick. She bubbled around me. Each squeeze of her muscles seemed to be frustrated by the oily slickness of her cunt as it enveloped my thrusting cock.

I felt my orgasm rising up in me. I bent over her body, reached under her and grasped her ass. I pulled her up onto my cock, hammering down into her as I yanked her ass upwards. The collision set off something in Lynn. She huffed and puffed, her body jerked and convulsed. In moments she went tense, all her muscles tightened and she jerked around me. Her hips twitched in my tight grasp fighting against me but loving the restraint, pinned between my hands and my penetrating cock.

"Oh sweet Christ! I'm coming!" Lynn screamed. Her body shook and bucked. That passed and she lay lank and still for a moment. I continued thrusting into her. In moments, her body bucked again. Her pussy clamped down on my cock and for a delicious moment, she wrapped herself perfectly around my cock and pulsed. The pressure and suction combined with the slick velvet of her pussy walls and my orgasm stormed out of me. I humped between the little woman's legs, jamming my cock deep into her body and pumping cum into her time after time after time.

Lynn screamed again, her hips smashed up at me, thrusting back at me meeting my thrusts with hunching jerks of her own. I pumped cum into her. She went still. I continued pumping into her. She convulsed again and suddenly bucked harder and harder and harder, trying over and over again to catch her breath so she could speak or scream. None was available and she resorted to thrashing under me with a series of grunts and inchoate moans. Milk oozed out of both tits.

My orgasm broke and I lost all motion. Her legs had lifted over my shoulders. I tried to lay down on her from sheer orgasmic intoxication but her legs were like leaf springs that held me aloft over her.

"Good god, that looked fun." This was Holly, her voice rattled with jealous arousal.

I pulled out of Lynn's pussy.

"Care for a taste?" I whispered. Lynn's eyes opened, speared me where I stood between her knees and then shifted to Holly. I could not read what was in those eyes but they were certainly aware. I decided to push the envelope and see what I could see. I glanced at Morrison. It's almost funny to see a big tough guy with a horror etched on his face. I doubt the man ever imagined such a thing much less with his sister involved.

I shuffled away from Lynn. My idea of fucking Holly wilted and my cock followed suit. It wasn't fear, although fucking his sister after I forced her to eat Lynn could certainly constitute more than the man could tolerate. I had to face an actual inconvenient truth that was true and that was I'd just come the fourth time since noon or so and I hadn't even had lunch, not counting the milk break. So, yes, I was feeling a little buoyant, perhaps even translucent. I was about to help Lynn off the desk when Holly shouldered me aside. She got down on her knees and proceeded to eat Lynn to several tepid orgasms. I don't mean to demean the accomplishment because after the way Lynn came wrapped around my milk stick, she likely didn't have a lot of snap left in her muscles.

I got dressed while Holly dined.

Lynn lay under her moaning softly the whole time, when she was hissing through an orgasm. Her hands fluttered around Holly but never touched her that I saw. It was like she wanted to move her but just couldn't bring herself to do so.

After about ten minutes, Holly came up for air. She looked up at Lynn. Lynn's tits both still bubbled with milk. One was nearly covered with a pale veil while the other ran with three distinct rivulets, one led to her belly button where a pool formed and then splashed empty at each orgasm.

Holly looked back at me.

"Oh, you ready to leave?"

I looked at Morrison. The big guy's head was turned away and his eyes were fucking closed. I shrugged.

"I need to eat."

Holly gestured at the woman lying naked on the desk.

"Help yourself." She said with an impish smile.

"I was thinking actual meat type protein." I managed to say.

Holly nodded. She'd only removed her coat. Her blouse though was splotched with dark wet spots. Her big breasts were dwarfed by Lynn's but still...by god, my cock got hard and then went back to dozing. I realized that Holly was a hot little potentate. I tried to gaze into the future to guess when I'd be ready to run the ramrod into her six-pound canon and couldn't imagine where I'd fit her in. I really had no idea.

"Let's go get something to eat." I jerked my chin at Morrison who was watching us, like he was at the zoo and we'd just sauntered out of one of the enclosures. "You want a taste or sloppy seconds?"

He shook his head violently, wincing as he did so.

"You'll make sure she gets home okay?"

Morrison nodded.

I believed him. Lynn was an actual MILF as in Got MILF? I smirked to myself, too clever by half.

I put on my coat and helped Holly into hers. I looked at Morrison.

"You going to fuck Lydia or shall I tell her the deal's off and leave Holly here to fend for herself?"

I felt Holly's eyes searing the flesh on my face with little laser beams.

Seth shook his head.

"God, no, don't leave her here. You can't stop now."

"So you'll fuck my wandering red head?" I held up a hand. "She has a couple other obligations so you'll need to fit into her schedule. Oh, Quilla may be easier to have but buddy, that girl swings both ways, so doing them together will be a lot of work. If you need help, call me and I'll send someone over."

The man glowered at me and that seemed to put a little color back in his face.

"Fuck off." He growled.

He'd be fine. I found the end of Holly's chain and led her out of the place into the cold cruel world.

We got in the car and both sat staring at the car dealership. I didn't move or speak.

"My god, that was the weirdest thing I have ever done." Holly mumbled. She sounded drunk. I didn't taste scotch in Lynn's milk but I wouldn't put it past her. No, not with a little cutie on the teat.

"It kinda was." I agreed.

"Jesus, Sonny. Do you fuck this much every day?"

I shook my head.

"No. Shit until about six or nine months ago, I wasn't even an ace."

"An ace? What of spades or hearts?"

I snorted and started the car. Holly didn't speak again until we were eating hamburgers. I was done with mine but my hands were all greasy when the phone rang. I fumbled with it, dropping it twice but finally got it answered. It was Alissa.

"Sonny, have you called Hassum, yet?"

"No."

"You need to. He just called me to see if you have his number. He's waiting for your call."

I rolled my eyes. "Why didn't he just call me?" I asked.

"Sonny," Alissa began. Wow, it was her mom voice, the one she used when I asked her to make a grilled PB&J sandwich. Don't laugh, that is pretty good, really good with lots of jelly. She thought I was batshit crazy.

"What?" I growled, reacting poorly to her tone.

"Sorry. I won't use that tone of voice with you ever again."

I felt vindicated and amazed that she had the cognizance to stop herself. It was like fingernails on a blackboard or wearing stripes and checks.

"What I mean to say is that this is one of those times when you should listen to what I have to say. Hassum may seem like a jolly gay guy who wouldn't hurt a fly but that's an illusion. From what Sid told me, he has a nasty streak that people have come to fear, who know him. He is not to be trifled with and so he doesn't call you. Know it or not, you aren't more than all that and a bag of chips. You charmed him some but that hardly includes him calling you. You call him, never the other way around. So call him. He's waiting for your call and if it makes any difference, he may take it out on me if you jerk him around."

Alissa delivered that with her plainsong business voice, the sort of voice an attorney uses to tell the surviving family that their father squandered the family fortune on hookers and booze and they all get a roll of quarters and a fly swatter as their inheritance.

"I got it, Alissa. Thanks for the insight. I'll call him right now."

I did.

"Mr. Duncan, so nice to hear your mellifluous voice. Thank you for calling me back."

"Sorry I waited so long. I had to fuck a woman and drink milk from her tits. She was in real pain so, well, I got a little distracted and forgot to call you like I was supposed to." I figured some juicy details made the story sound more authentic. Who was I kidding, it didn't sound real at all, even to me and I knew it was true. I had a flash of deja vu.

"Ahem, well, good for you. Nice of you to help a new mother out. God knows they need a village to keep from losing their minds." Hassum chuckled. "Listen, my boy, we have a matter maturing tomorrow and I understand you can handle it for us and by 'us' I mean Mr. Kingston and my employer. Is that right?"

"If you want me to fuck an elephant, I'm going to need a step ladder." I said, not really thinking.

Hassum took it in the manner it was intended and laughed and laughed.

For a while I felt proud but then, after it went on for a while, I thought maybe he was making fun of me. He eventually wound down.

"You should be on Twitter, Sonny. There's lots of folks who would love you!"

"Twitter? Right. Like I have time to read my phone."

"Tweets fit on the phone just perfect. But no matter, tweet or fuck. The Travers women are arriving Wednesday. I persuaded Mr. Rictor Travers that it was his duty to hand his wife and daughter over to your good graces...and by that I mean you use them as God intended women to be used." Here he snickered. "So ironic, me saying that when I have extended God's intent when it comes to fucking. The old gentleman has such a limited imagination. Oh well." He sighed.

I needed to deflect the conversation in a more informative direction.

"Just what do you expect of me?"

"I expect you to enjoy these two women as you enjoyed Mrs. Honeywell." His tone hardened. "I expect you to push them to the point that they refuse you, demand and demand until they call Travers and he calls me to ask you to relent. Do that but without getting arrested. Do you understand?"

"I won't force anyone. Ever." I had to make that clear. It sounded so foreboding, I added with a chuckle, "well, unless that was their thing. Then I'd sneak up on her and give her the old college try."

"Mr. Duncan, I respect your boundaries or at least that one. I want you to push them to the point that they refuse you at which point you instruct them to call Travers and he is to call me. He needs to know what they are refusing. He needs to hand that information to me. I will check it with you and if it agrees and it is suitably into the dark lands, then we can release him for the moment. This is his punishment. You understand that right?"

"Seems a little like kicking the dog after a bad day at the office."

Hassum laughed but then swallowed it when he realized I wasn't trying to be funny.

"My good man, let me give you a little background you are unlikely to get from these two women. Mrs. Travers, Imogen Travers has a lover as does the daughter, Miriam I believe is her name, yes? It seems that Miriam is having sex with her mother's lover. The mother, however, is having sex with Miriam's beau of the moment. According to Rictor, they neither one know of the other's dalliance with their respective men. Both believe Rictor has no knowledge of either liaison. Now you know. I believe I have given you a proper lever to put each woman into place. Agreed?"

The situation certainly sounded interesting.

"Agreed. Of course, agreed." I said.

"They will arrive Wednesday afternoon, early I believe they said or late morning. I forget. Rictor assures me they will be ready for you by Wednesday evening. Push them, my dear boy, and make them cry for mercy, which only a phone call will grant them. I have given them both your number. They will call to inform you of their arrival. I have arranged rooms for them at the China Sparrow."

I nodded.

"Okey dokey." I mumbled. "If they're fat and ugly you have to...." I stumbled to a halt, having forgotten to whom I was speaking and our relative standing.

"Of course, not. I'd never ask you to go against your principles. I have great taste and I think you'll like them both. A mother and daughter duo must be something exotic and wonderful, so I think you'd owe me something nice in appreciation for making the arrangements for you."