Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Please Milk Me #3

"Its so good to see you again Todd. It seems a lifetime ago that Lars was teaching you to play catch and ride a bike. I'm also glad that you found time to help me. I hope I'm not making any of your girlfriends jealous by stealing you away like

this."

"I don't have any girlfriends Mrs Jensen."

"I can't believe that!"

Inger in reality knew it to be true after having surreptitiously quizzed Lois on the subject.

"A young man needs a girlfriend."

"I had a couple in Ames."

"Good. Were they good to you? Did they take care of you?"

"What do you mean Mrs Jensen?" Todd said after swallowing a forkful of eggs.

"Did they make you happy?"

Todd just stared at her so Inger continued.

"Todd, did you notice how happy the cows were after you milked them this morning. That was because their udders were full and straining. They needed relief. They needed release. You helped provide that." Todd continued to stare and shifted in his chair to help reposition his teenage erection.

Inger continued. "Men need that kind of release too. You are quite the young man Todd. I guess I was asking if those girlfriends helped you to release."

"I don't know how to answer that Mrs Jensen."

"Then let me ask you some direct questions. Answer me honestly and I promise that you won't regret it.

Do you masturbate Todd? If you say no you are probably the only man or boy on earth who does not."

"Yes." Todd answered after a moments hesitation.

"Good. Did you masturbate last night?"

"Yes, twice." This time the answer came more quickly.

"Do you find me attractive?"

"Oh yes!"

could tell that you did by

these girlfriends stroke your cock, make you come, milk

has made it come. I

a shame. It is so much better Todd when someone who knows what they are doing does the milking. It makes for contented

boobs that had now worked itself entirely free from the robe but Inger backed away before he could fondle it. She covered it again with

all the time we can this morning without arousing suspicion. You need to go home now. I want you to agree to a few conditions and if you do I promise you the best three weeks of

must not

nodded in immediate

to be here only between five and seven in the morning. You can't come over any other times. It should only take an hour to milk the cows which will leave

balls full when I administer a proper milking. You can touch yourself and jerk it some. Just don't come. I'll know if you do." Precum was now flowing freely and seeping through his denim as

ask you to say certain things, to do certain things. I would like you to do as I ask. You won't be sorry." "Whatever you say Mrs

the fresh milk back with you. I want your Momma to know that you're getting something out of this. I wouldn't want her to think I'm taking advantage of you." With that Inger leaned

on now. See you tomorrow. Bright and early, but not before five. I have

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an introduction to heaven for the eager teen. When he arrived promptly at five they set out to the barn to commence the milking. It took less than the hour Inger had budgeted probably because

him how she liked them to be touched and licked and explained that all women were different in the way they liked theirs played with. He would need to ask what they liked and

your girlfriends like to have their titties played

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think she came when I was sucking on her nipples and rubbing her through her

touch me everywhere and show you how I like to be touched, but not this morning. This morning I'm going to touch

and underwear and his erection

are the eager beaver aren't

back atop the blanket Inger had

her legs straddling one of his so that he could feel the heat and moisture from her pussy through her sheer panties and see the wisps of blonde pubic hair peeking through the leg band. It was a provocative pair which Inger had not worn for a very

wanted to make this last and be very memorable for

had to make the first touch

I want you to enjoy a nice thorough milking. I may tug on your balls a bit and squeeze the base of your dick when I sense you getting close. Are you ok with

"Anything Mrs Jensen."

Mrs Jensen. You

you... Ooooh! That feels so

hand around his throbbing dick and then as she had warned squeezed him hard near the base with her other

with her right hand, her left hand remaining in place but releasing its orgasm denying death grip and awaiting its return

back over his lovely bulbous mushroom cock-head. Ingers mouth watered and it took great restraint on her part not to take him into her mouth and taste the boy right then. She resisted and stroked his cock slowly and deliberately.

to squeeze and delay his orgasm three or four more times during this first exquisitely torturous

over his hardon and she dribbled her saliva down onto him in order to