Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Please Milk Me #1

It was only supposed to be for three weeks but now he was wishing the commitment was for longer, so much longer.

What she was doing felt so wonderful and he knew he was getting close. He also knew that she knew.

She had to be able to feel his nutsack tighten up in anticipation but he knew he wouldn't be allowed to go over the edge until he said it again.

Why did she insist on hearing it?

On hearing those exact words?

Todd raised his hips and started to thrust into her grasping hands. He loved the way they looked wrapped around his stiffness and the way the blood red fingernail polish contrasted with his pale stalk.

She loosened her grip in response to his thrusting and the frustration was palpable as he was so tantalizingly close. He wanted to grasp his manhood himself and finish the job but knew it would be so much better with the possibility of greater delights if he only played along with her little game.

"No no, not yet you naughty boy."

"Please Mrs Jensen! I'm so close. Please!"

She squeezed his shaft anew and he lowered his bare ass once again to the straw floor in the barn.

The cows were quiet except for the chewing sounds they made while munching the hay bales.

They were contented after having been milked earlier by Todd.

Now Todd needed to be drained, needed to be milked.

Inga ran a thumb over his straining mushroom helmet, coating it with the precum that was flowing so freely now.

"My my! Your balls feel so full. So full of cream."

"They are full. I'm going to burst Mrs Jensen. Please do it!"

"Please do what?"

"You know what."

"I'm not sure I do."

Inger said this while she was exactly sure what he wanted her to do.

She wasn't going to satisfy him however until he said what she needed to hear. What she had missed hearing for almost four years.

had so generously volunteered her son Todd to come and help her in the mornings for a few weeks before he went off to college she wasn't sure she would ever hear it again. Now she was going to hear it, and she was going to do it, and do

July:

accepted an invitation to tea from Lois Walker after having put her

this time was Inger having run into Lois Walkers young son Todd

had smiled at her in a way

pussy moisten in

help

not really heavy

"No problem Mrs Jensen."

me but do I know you? Forgive me if I don't

Todd. Todd Walker. From the farm next

for the summer now before I set out on

little and then a little more when the

very strong too, like

grew sad for a moment at

me when it happened. He was the big brother I

It was stupid and

summer. Then I go off

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Jensen will be coming for tea

the farm

How many other

she had always said no to you when you had asked.

you asked this

August 1971: Nebraska

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been washing dishes and

I didn't make the call. She called here and asked if you would be joining us if she

nowhere else to be so

it off as a casual question but I could tell that your

last week, helped her load her truck. We talked about Lars for a moment or

course. She has been so lonely and withdrawn since

since he

"So young. Too young."

him for her. She probably wants to talk some more about him. It will do her good. She has been

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the most exquisite torture possible