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I'll be home a few minutes late, go ahead and start without me. ;-)" You smile as you read my text, and are not entirely surprised at my supposed "late arrival." But it gives you a chance to set things up just as you had planned...

As I take my time getting home, I take some time to reflect. We have a pretty special night ahead of us, one that we worked hard to achieve. It all started when we posted a 30 minute video of me draining your massive milk-filled tits. So few lactation porn videos focus on the actual drinking of milk, we thought we'd stir things up by going all-in on the tit sucking. The first 10 minutes are a close zoom of my mouth pulling the milk from your left tit, with long, deep sucks and big gulps. The audio captures my slurping as I drain you, but I am eventually drowned out by your cries as you reach your first climax. (Online commenters love to hear you cum just from my sucking, and ask to see more videos like this.) The second scene switches to you lying next to me on my left arm as I suck your right tit while slowly fondling your left tit, then switches to 10 minutes of me fingering your pussy while sucking your right nipple. I kiss your beautiful mouth with a mouthful of milk, you cum, and both nipples squirt milk. I slowly lick the milk off your belly, and the video ends.

We got lots of positive comments from our first video, but one in particular stood out. "Milkgal" wrote that she always wanted to have milk like you and to be sucked to orgasm while lactating. She also wanted so badly to be breastfed herself. You initiated an online conversation with her, and after a few tentative exchanges she opened up to you and confessed that she is completely fixated on women's tits, including sucking her own huge, sensitive nipples. You encouraged her to try to induce lactation. She said she had tried before but couldn't do it on her own. You offered to coach her, and that led to the phone calls and texts.

We learned that her name is Samantha. She's 24, self-employed as a caterer, and is an avid swimmer. A few months of coaching her to pump or suck her breasts every four hours got her to the point of producing a few drops, but no more. You noticed that your detailed discussions of exactly how you stimulate your nipples to increase your milk supply moved from clinical descriptions to more erotic discussions. Sam wanted you to tell her how it feels to be sucked dry, to have a hungry mouth stretching your nipple as you cum. It excited her, and eventually you started sharing your experiences of me and your women friends sucking your milk, as well as your strong interest in returning the favor, when the opportunity arose.

Inevitably, you two had to meet in person. Sam considers you a friend and confidant, and you feel a special bond over your shared fixation on milky tits. When her business brings her to our city, we arrange for her to come to dinner. I'll never forget how it ended, with her curled up in your lap, you holding her gently as she finally realized her dream of sucking your milk for nearly an hour. She spent the night with us, and discovered the joy of night feedings: we each took a tit and drained you at 4:00 AM as you slept.

Sam returned to spend a weekend with us, and you decided to put your coaching to the test. "You can suck as much of my milk as you like," you told her, "but only if we can settle you into a regular four hour schedule of stimulation. It takes discipline to make milk." She of course could not turn down your offer. But this was extra special: I normally do not participate when you drink your girlfriends' milk- that's your private time- but Sam suggested that you and I both help enforce her routine. That weekend was our first team-tagging milking session. By Sunday evening, Sam's milk production had already started to increase.

Weekend visits turned into "long weekends" and even a full 10 day visit over last year's holidays. Each time, Sam's milk production would increase, but then drop off between visits. Eventually, the solution to Sam's variable production became obvious: she would have to see us every day. She directed her business efforts to jobs near us and soon built a steady clientele in our area. Her visits became so common we teased her about paying rent, then one day she offered to take us up on the offer until she could find a permanent place of her own. I recall that milk production rose sharply in our household, much to my delight. You both had to buy new bras after a few weeks, and I now came home for "lunch with Sam" several times a week.

As I pull into the driveway, I can hardly contain myself. Tonight we are crossing a new threshold with your "lactation client," as we teasingly call her. I walk through the front door and quietly make my way down the hall. In our great room, you have Sam set up on our "milking frame." This is a simple, sturdy, padded frame that supports her in your favorite milking position: legs spread shoulder width apart, arms resting in a spread position, and her torso leaning forward by about 30 degrees. A padded rollbar supports her hips... from a distance, it looks a little as if we captured her in the middle of swimming the breaststroke. Most importantly, her swollen tits are hanging freely and easily within your reach as you lie under her on a futon bed titled upward enough for your mouth to easily suck her nipples. You and I use this frame regularly, and have worked out the bugs so it is comfortable, even for long sessions.

As I had hoped, you have taken the time to explain this to her, answer her questions, and get her in position. She is perched above you and you have just settled in place when I come in. "Hi, hon, great timing!" you wink and smile. Sam looks cautious, feeling a bit vulnerable and exposed as she lies naked above you. This is the threshold: will she trust us enough to go through with this?

"You ready?" you ask her, and she nods. Per your instruction she has gone over four hours without being milked, and her tits are eager to be drained. You reach up and gently pinch both nipples to start the milk flow, then squeeze a few drops from each into your mouth. You and I love all breastmilk, of course, but Sam's is especially rich. It trickles out in a thick stream of bright white cream, almost like buttermilk. And it is delicious.

You give short, quick sucks to each of her tits, alternating back and forth and squeezing the nipples. After a few seconds, the right tit begins to stream consistently into your mouth, so you commit to it and latch on firmly. Soon you catch the scent of her milk in your nose, and you stop for a moment to savor her taste, like a fine wine.

Out of the corner of your eye you catch her left nipple beginning to stream as you pull the milk from her right tit. That's my cue. I've stripped naked by now, and step up to the frame. With my left hand I gently pinch the left nipple, stopping the milk flow. As I continue holding it, this gives me an opportunity to explore Sam's beautiful body with my right hand. I start at the top. She's resting her head on her forearm, looking down at you as you suck. I rub her neck muscles, and am rewarded with a soft sigh and she relaxes a bit. She is growing confident that we are not secretly crazy. But we do love drinking tit milk, and she already knows that.

I run my hand over her broad, muscular shoulders and well-defined arms. As I rub, she relaxes more, and settles into the pads of the frame. Eventually I reach her gorgeous, firm ass. She's leaning forward enough to give me easy access to her pussy. As I rub her ass, I notice she writhes just a bit. She's clearly enjoying herself by now. I reach between her legs and feel her wet pussy lips. A little rubbing us all it takes to push her to her first, quiet orgasm. I release her left nipple and watch her milk stream out as she cums. I slide one, two, three fingers into her and begin rubbing in and out, grazing her clit. She moans.

You are enjoying the benefits of my wandering hand by letting steady streams of delicious, rich milk fill your mouth. You take her entire nipple in, then gently rake your tongue along the length if her nipple, stretching it. As her left tit sprays milk you pinch her nipple to hold it in while sucking steadily on her right tit. "That's it, Samantha," I tell her. "Let that milk flow out nice and strong. We need your milk. We have to have it.... Feed us your titty milk."

Hearing her cum, feeling her body squirm as she fills your mouth, is what you've wanted since the day you two met. Your hands enclose her tit and gently squeeze it as you pull and stretch her nipple. You close your eyes and feel her breathing as she feeds you. This is a form of intimacy unlike any other. She is literally pouring herself into you. Her sweet milk warms your mouth and fills you like nothing else. You've worked so hard together to get her to this point, and now you get to take full advantage, draining her tits dry. "Take your time, hon, suck every drop out of her."

The thought that you made this happen thrills you: she is feeding you the milk she made earlier, just for you. You finally have your own willing source of endless milk. The harder you suck, the deeper she moans. "Drink it, babe. Suck it down. Make those titties flow..." My encouragement further excites you. You always like to put on a show for me, so you start smacking your lips, slurping, and squeezing her milk into your mouth. As her right tit flows, you reach climax and press your face into her chest, inhaling her milk and crying out. Your orgasm washes over you, then subsides. You open your eyes to see Sam smiling down at you, thrilled that her milk made you cum. You are far from finished!

By the time you start on her left nipple, I am leaking precum. I run both hands over her entire body as I stand behind her. Her athletic body and smooth skin feel wonderful. Not its time for *my* reward. "Sam, I'm going to fuck you while she sucks your tits. Would you like that?" Her eyes are closed, she's lost in a dreamlike state... "Yes," she whispers. I spread her ass cheeks gently, then push against her pussy until I slide in. She is soaking wet.

Using her shoulders for leverage, I adjust my stance until I am balls-deep in Samantha's wet pussy. I begin steadily thrusting in and out of her, being careful not to push too hard or shake her tit loose from your lips. You and I find our familiar fucking rhythm, using Sam as the link. I thrust, you swallow. I gently pull her hair back, raising her chin, then slip my right-hand fingers into her mouth. She tastes her pussy on my fingers, and begins sucking on them. At this stage she convulses into a strong orgasm, spraying milk while having her pussy filled. I can't hold on any longer, and quicken my pace to fill her with my seed. Even after I finish, I stay inside her, watching her come down from her own climax. All the while you continue drinking from her.

Sam's tits eventually run dry, and you kiss them both before letting her climb off the frame. She sinks into an overstuffed chair, completely satisfied. You greet me with a warm, milky kiss that is delicious. Strangely, knowing your man just fucked your milk partner gives you great satisfaction. You know I love nothing more than fucking you while drinking your milk, and now that we have a full time milk maid, we both have everything we wanted when we met. Our world is complete.

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Another Ride with Samantha

Please leave comments so I can improve my writing style and skill! I called Samantha today to see if she wanted to take a ride out to the car show this weekend. We’d had some trouble connecting after our last outing. She was always going one direction and me another.  Hot damn, Samantha called back and said she would love to. On Saturday morning I pulled into her drive and she came bouncing out the house in a little sun dress that left little to your imagination. I was surprised to see her...

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Sam to Samantha

Hi my name is Jason and Im 19 years old. I was living with my parents and looking for a job and a place of my own. I did have a job but it was just a part time job at some restaurant, just to kill some time. Anyways, one day my mum called me downstairs and said that Mrs. Fletcher from across the street was asking for me. I went downstairs and there she was waiting for me. Seeing me she said Jason, hi, Im going on a business trip for about two weeks and was wondering if you could look just...

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The Life of Slave Slut Samantha

The Domination of Samantha        Since the age of 13, I have always had feelings of submissiveness.  I don’t know how I got these feelings or where they came from.  All I know is that I always got sexually aroused with the thoughts of being dominated.  I don’t mean simply being controlled.  I mean being totally controlled.  Humiliation was probably one of my biggest turn-ons.  I always found myself getting wet when I would watch a movie where a girl was being tied up or raped or controlled.  ...

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Neighbors Harry Samantha

Hi. My name is Harry Burbach. I'm 32 years old and my wife is Samantha. We moved into the neighborhood about five years ago on the recommendation of my sister, Gilda. She and her husband had lived here for two years by then. Sam and I grew up next door to each other. There is an eight year gap in our ages. Sam has a sister, Cheryl, who is only a year older than I am. It would seem logical that Cheryl and I would have ended up together. We almost did, but that's another story. Sam was...

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Training Samantha

“So what’s the big surprise?” I asked as we rode to the restaurant. “If I told you what it was, it wouldn’t be a surprise anymore,” he said, squeezing my thigh right below where my dress ended. He pulled the car into the parking lot of The Crown, one of the nicest restaurants that didn’t cost an arm and leg. The host led us to one of the back tables that was set for two and had a candle as the centerpiece. We ordered our food and the waitress poured us two glasses of Pinot Nior...

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Samantha

I was a graduate student at the state university and had finished my classes for the week even though it was just Thursday. Mom was a professor of literature at the university and was at the library helping with a ‘get kids to read’ program. I had been volunteered to read for them. There were eighty little third graders in the library. I somehow ended up surrounded by a bunch of boys reading from a book from Gerald Durrell. It had been my favorite book growing up so I was glad to revisit...

3 years ago
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The Next Morning with Samantha

I woke up with the sun streaming across my face. I rolled on to my side then realized Samantha wasn’t in bed with me. Oh shit, a moment of panic that she had a bailed on me then I hear the shower running. At that moment I decided to see if we could conserve some water. I walked into the bathroom and saw her standing in the shower! Damn I’m lucky to be here with her. “Knock knock, can I come in and join you?” She jumped with a start and said, “Sure!” I stepped into the shower, which I hadn’t...

3 years ago
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Getting down with Samantha

It all started on a Friday night, and I was walking home from a mate’s house. His car broke, so I went over to help him fix it, carrying my toolbox. I turned onto the street round the corner from my house and noticed a car sitting on the side of the road. It had its hood up, so I decided to see if I could help. What I didn’t expect to see was Samantha lounging against it as I crossed the road. She was the most popular girl in school. ‘Hey,’ I called to her, but as it was dark, I don’t think...

4 years ago
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Training Samantha

Introduction: I had been anticipating my dinner date with my boyfriend, Drew, since the beginning of the week. We had been dating for six months and he told me that he had a surprise for me tonight and to put on a nice dress because he was going to take me some place nice. I had just finished putting on my ruby red lipstick when I heard a knock at my apartment door. I grabbed my heels and put them on as I headed to answer the door. Drew was standing there in a button down top and jeans that...

2 years ago
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Summer of Samantha

This story is in the same vein as some of my others, however it focuses even more upon pregnancy than I have in the past. There is still a good deal of transformation, especially in the first part and I think it to be fairly good. The second part is much more about what I think it might be like being pregnant, it is heavy on the details so don't say I didn't warn you, though it is here also where the plot really gets tangled up. The last third is a sort of mirror of the first,...

3 years ago
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For Samantha

For Samantha Rob Wilson AKA Houndguy "Well, now what?" He asked her such a simple questiononce dinner was over. "Lets go back to your place." Her answer had both surprised her and scarredher, it sounded like it was the most natural thing in the world to do. Hisplace, she knew, was a hotel room he'd rented out during his short stay inthe area. It would be getting dark by the time they got there and her invitation,she thought only now, was implying that she would stay the night. "Sounds fine...

2 years ago
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One Wild Night Part 1 Coach Samantha

Standing back from the luggage carousel, Samantha yawned and cracked her neck. She’d spotted her purple rolling bag right away, and was just waiting for Jake and the students to find theirs among the cascade of identical black duffles. She rolled her shoulders, trying to work out the kinks from the cramped coach flight.Jake was not-so-subtly admiring the way her shirt pulled tighter across her chest when she arched her back. She stuck out her tongue at him. Not because she minded the way he...

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3 years ago
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Samantha

I've always know Samantha, she lives next door and is three years younger than me. She always has been that scrawny brat that followed me about, getting in the way or the girl I would sit upon and tickle until she cried. The seasons changed and unknown to me she had grown up and now has gentle curves. You know how it is, you see someone every day, and you fail to notice the changes in them. This fishing hole was one of my best-kept secrets and I knew that we wouldn't be disturbed on this hot...

4 years ago
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Depression SoupChapter 14 A Lady Named Samantha

My still black eye gave me "braggin' rights," when we went to churchthe following Sunday after the big fish adventure. It was fading by then but still very noticeable. Of course, in a close-knit county like ours everyone already knew at least one version of the truth. Those who had witnessed the incident had to tell everybody else who wasn't there about our altercations with the two Bradleys, father and son. As always, something got added or changed or omitted with each retelling. Truth...

1 year ago
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Meeting Samantha

It had been almost two years since my first experience with Dave. That was the first time a man had sucked my cock. It was the first time I had touched another cock and the first time I had sucked a cock. That day was the birth of a new me. I no longer was a homophobe. Although, I did not look at men the same way I looked at women. I did not lust after them. What I did lust for was for a cock in my mouth, loads of cocks. My god, I had become a cock-craving freak!

2 years ago
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My Mom Samantha

After reading and jacking off to these stories for a couple of weeks I began to look at my mom in a different light. I began to see her not only as my mom but as a very attractive older woman. She was in her late 40's, she looked great, she had an athletic build due to the fact she worked out every day. I noticed her very nice ass, her long blonde hair and her nice size tits. On one story as I jerked off to it I pictured it being me and my mom. That was an incredible orgasm; I never...

2 years ago
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Please Call me Samantha

I began to get that feeling again. The one where my pussy starts to throb when he rambles on about nothing I seem to understand. Just for the fact that he knew what he was talking about made him sexy. Sure, a lot of girls at some point would have petty crushes on their teachers, but what I had was not a crush, I lusted for this man. Everyone in school knew that Mr. Jacobs was sexy. All girls had a slight thing for him and prayed that he was their History teacher. My praying had done me well,...

1 year ago
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Midnight Creeper By Mistress Samantha

The only sounds in the bedroom of Melody and Charlie Roarke were the click the clock radio made every time the minute numbers changed and the breathing of Charlie's wife. It was torture waiting for Melody's breathing to change into the deep sleep mode, but then again so were these three years of marriage for Charlie.Charlie had tried to make it work at first but the accountant soon realized that it was not to be, and he felt bad about that before Melody was a nice girl who deserved better than...

3 years ago
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A gift for Samantha

"Sam.""John.""So, what did you think of Chyler's party?""Bitch.""Heh.""Stupid slut was practically crawling all over you.  She's always pulling crap like that.""Really?  First time I've noticed.""Ever since we turned twelve the dumb slut has been stealing my boyfriends.""You're kidding.""No kidding.  Not only that, any guy who even shows interest in me she steals.  I'm surprised it took her this long to go after you.""She ever fail, or am I the first.""...""Heh.  I'm the first, aren't I?""Yes. ...

4 years ago
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Samantha

The last time I saw her was 4 years ago when we were both 20. It's funny how quickly things change when you're young. When last I saw her, she only wore baggy pants and hooded tops over a myriad of t-shirts. Now, standing in front of me was a lovely young woman dressed stylishly in khaki pants and a fitted light-blue shirt with a couple of buttons undone showing just a hint of cleavage. Her hair was layered and shoulder-length framing her face beautifully, so different from her short spiky...

4 years ago
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Beatdown by a pornstar Samantha38G

The Gas station Jim worked at was in a middle of bum fuck nowhere. It wasmiles and miles from anywhere and he had the late shift. He hated the lateshift...caused he hate being alone this far from anywhere else. This is aplace a lot of urban legends started, or serial killer had their murder spree.If something had to him ... no one would know till it was far too late. Hedidn't get tons of business at this time; just enough to make a profit for hisboss and to keep it open at this time of night....

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