He smiled, his hands moving to grip the bottom of my T-shirt, his movements slow as he undressed me and removed my bra, exposing my swollen breasts. They swayed slightly once freed, the weight of them pulling my nipples taut.
He leaned back, staring at them. “So big and full,” he groaned. “Look at that milk dripping from these big, red nipples.” He didn’t waste a second as he leaned in, his mouth closing around one and sucking hard.
A moan tore from my throat as warmth spread through me, centering right in my cunt. The longer he sucked, the more my milk flowed freely into his mouth, that pressure easing as he suckled me. He groaned, his hands gripping my hips, lifting me and then pulling me closer so I sat on his lap.
“So fucking sweet,” he murmured when he broke away, his tongue flicking against my nipple, lapping up the beads of milk that came out.
He switched to the other breast, sucking with the same intensity, his hands kneading my flesh. I was on fire, every nerve in my body burning with pleasure.
“Uncle Brooks, please…” I begged, my voice breaking.
He pulled back, his eyes dark with desire. “You want more, sweetheart?”
I nodded, desperate.
We moved until we stopped in front of the brand new milking machine, and I realized he must have expected I was ready for it because it was all set up.
“Uncle–”
“Shhh,” he said, my breath hitching as he guided me to the stool and positioned me in front of the machine.
“This is what I’ve prepped you for, baby. For us to find mutual pleasure in this,” he whispered, his hands working to attach the suction cups to my nipples.
When he turned it on, I gasped as they latched on and the suction started. The machine pulled at the peaks with a soft, steady rhythm. The sensation was overwhelming, my breasts painfully tingling as a rush of milk spilled out of me and flowed into the tubes. My nipples were obscenely long, visible in the clear tubing, all red and swollen and pouring out milk.
Uncle Brooks watched me, his gaze locked on my tits with every pull of the machine. “Look at you,” he said, his voice thick with arousal. “So perfect. So fucking beautiful.” He pulled his cock out, the length thick and long and leaking pre-cum. He started jerking off as he watched the machine suck the milk out my nipples.
I couldn’t lie. The sensation in my breasts and the sight of my uncle masturbating while watching me turned me on. I moaned and started rocking my hips against the stool as pleasure coursed through me. “Uncle Brooks… I need you…”
He stepped closer, his fingers wrapped around his girthy cock. “You need me to finally fuck you, Dolly? To fill up your pussy as your tits get drained?”
I closed my eyes and moaned, nodding before whispering, “Yes.” I gasped as the words fell from my lips, my body trembling, wanting to be filled by Uncle Brooks’s huge dick.
“Soon, baby. Let me watch your milkers getting drained a bit longer, and then I’ll fuck my good girl raw.”
This was wrong, but God, did it feel good.
9
DOLLY
Ididn’t think I’d ever been as aroused as I was right now.
My hands gripped the edges of the milking machine, my back arching as Uncle Brooks turned up the suction, intensifying it, pulling every drop from my breasts.
His hands moved behind me, keeping me attached to the machine while positioning me so I was now on my hands and knees. The hay was soft beneath my knees, my big breasts swaying beneath me as they continued to get suckled on.
He gripped my hips, his fingers digging into my flesh as he positioned himself behind me. I glanced over my shoulder to see his shirt gone and his thick shaft aimed right at my cunt.
He was enormous, his shaft thick and veiny, the tip already slick with pre-cum. I gasped, my heart pounding as I felt the hard, hot crown of his cock pressing against my pussy hole.
My cunt clenched in anticipation, my body aching for him.
“You’re going to take all of me, Dolly,” he growled, his voice low and rough. He gripped my waist so tight I knew I’d feel his fingers on me days later, bruises from his fierce hold a delightful reminder.
Uncle Brooks didn’t wait for a response. He thrust into me with a single, brutal stroke. I cried out, my body rocking forward from the motion. I felt my pussy stretching to accommodate him. I wasn’t a virgin, but it had been a while since I’d had sex, and my uncle’s cock was huge.
The pain mingled with pleasure in a way that made my head spin coupled with the milking machine still sucking me, heightening my desire.
