Part 18 Sex with lactating secretary

Sajitha was a departmental secretary in our company. Upon my transfer or deputation to Mumbai as one might want to call it, she was assigned to me for some time in addition to her usual roles. While she did not belong to my department, half her time was to be with me. I was on an important mission to this office and I had clear directives as to what was expected of me. To work better I had requested for a helping hand to take care of the mundane matters like getting tea/coffee, taking meeting notes, dictation for memos, fixing appointments and managing my calenders, travel arrangements, etc. My request was accepted and I had a cabin to myself with an annex room equipped with a small conference table and chairs, and a small couch, where I could hold meetings. Sajitha had a cubicle just outside my cabin.

Sajitha was 32 when I joined this group. She didn’t appear sexy when she first introduced herself to me. I just looked her up and down and nodded. She is 5’4”, reasonably padded with flesh at the right places; not slim and not fat either. She was wheatish complexion and had high cheek bones. She was a Malayali by birth but had spent all her life in Mumbai and had been married for 10 years. I knew very little of her family. Not that I cared.

She was a good secretary and I had no complaints. The only thing that bothered me about her, and as days progressed I noticed, was her frequent visits away from her desk to the washroom. She used to get up every hour or thereabout and would be away for 15 minutes. Initially I thought she might have been having some gynecological problems or something to do with her general health. I was not getting any answers on casual questioning with the rest of the staff. Some of them were outright evasive. I decided to investigate myself. If it were today, I would be behind bars for sexual harassment within no time.

How I did what I did to find out is hardly of any relevance, and probably might raise controversy. But what I did find out was I had one horny bitch as a secretary. I had not known then that she had very recently delivered a baby and was lactating. Apparently, she had her breasts full and she was in a desperate need to drain them. I found that she was pumping her breasts and collecting the milk into a bottle for use later in the evenings for her baby.

During her pumping sessions in the washroom, I also found that she indulged in masturbation every time she visited. Now this was not ordinary and needed some deeper investigation. What I found was shocking. She was masturbating with me as a subject of her fantasy and I found that on a number of occasions she was calling out to me, appreciating my large cock and thanking me for cumming so much.

I had actually personally installed a small spy cam in the washroom at a strategic location that saw every corner. I would pick it up after office hours and play it back on my computer. I had at least 10 movies over a 2-day period, all containing her breast pumping videos and 4 of these showed her masturbating with her fingers rubbing her clit vigorously and reaching her orgasm calling out my name, that was clearly audible in the recording.

I grew hornier by the day, even as I stopped recording her sexual release sessions. Alone in my cabin, I would play over and over again the crystal-clear videos. Once I was bold enough to unzip myself, take out my erect cock and masturbate with my hand and cock under the table. I ejaculated into a tissue and threw it into the dustbin.

I made up my mind to seduce this woman. She had what I wanted. She suddenly began to appear very sexy to me. She had the oomph and sexuality, she loved my unseen cock in her cunt, and she had breast milk that I loved to drink. I was waiting for the right opportunity to trap Sajitha. It had to be this way to get her into the couch with me.

The next one month was uneventful and I was losing time. Sajitha was always conservatively dressed. Always in salwar kameez or a sari. Even her sari was draped elegantly over her, revealing little of her sexy body. A little peak often revealed her waist line between the blouse and the sari folds, and a cute outline and shape of her B-cup breasts.

And the first opportunity came up one day that blossomed soon enough with her willingness and cooperation to a healthy affair limited to sex, that continues even today, whenever we find time and when I am in Mumbai.

She had committed a grave secretarial error by not recording in my diary an appointment she had fixed with one of my external consultants. These guys landed up at my door when I was in a meeting and had to undergo an agonizing wait for 2 hours before I could let them in. Sajitha was highly emotional at her mistake and was profusely apologizing and was in tears. I had not spoken a word to her. It was an embarrassing moment and I tried not to show my anger in front of my clients.

Later after they left, I called her in and asked for a coffee. I sat on the couch and had closed my eyes, tired that I was. She came in with the cup and lay it on the table next to me. She wished me and once again apologized. I opened my eyes and stared at her and didn’t speak a word. I was angry, yes.

“Do you know what you have done or not done” I asked.
She nodded and said, “I am sorry Sir. It has never happened before and will never happen again. I don’t know how this happened”

“One mistake by you and it almost cost me my job. Do you realize?” I asked, raising my voice a bit.

I motioned her to sit on the chair opposite me.

“I cannot forget this for a long time. This might have an impact on your appraisal when it happens two months from now”, I said.

“Please Sir. Don’t say that. I have had a consistently good record.” She said.
“What do you want me to do then? Do you think I should let this matter go? You tell me what you would have done if you were in my place” I asked her.

She was quiet for a moment, twiddling her fingers. I was looking at her face and inadvertently my eyes moved to her chest. She was breathing hard and her breasts were heaving. She sniffed.

“Well?” I asked.
“I deserve some punishment Sir. But please do not put my appraisal at stake” she replied softly, looking at me with pleading eyes.

“You go now. I will call you later when I have decided your punishment” I said as I got up from the couch.
She got up, collected my empty coffee cup and left closing the door behind her.

I stood looking at the door for some time as I thought how I should use this chance to get her to have sex with me. It had to be gradual and had to appear casual. I was confident that given her fantasies about me, having tasted sex with me once, she would return to me on her own will. My only apprehension was that she would refuse to breast feed me.

The next day I called her in. She came in with a cup of coffee for me. I asked her to sit down. I had switched on my laptop and was playing her movie. The screen was towards me. I asked her to shut the door behind her.

She sat down and opened her note pad expecting a dictation. I switched off the mute button on my laptop and increased the volume. She tensed up and looked around as soon as she heard her own voice. Her face turned pale as she heard herself screaming out my name and she realized that she was shamed. She looked up at me and soon began to sweat. She began to rub her palms with her dupatta. She looked around for the source of the sound and realized that it was my laptop. She looked horrified as she realized the implication that I had it on my laptop. I turned the screen to her just as she was reaching her orgasm in the movie. She had paled and she had lost all colour. She was sweating profusely and tears swelled in her eyes, as she realized that she was in a possible trap.

“Sirrrr….pleeaaase.”

“What is this Sajitha? I heard you calling out my name”
“Sir I don’t know who taped this. This is wrong.” Saying so, she shut the lid of the computer down.

She had begun to sob. I looked at her for some time, swung around in my chair and asked her to stop crying.

“Do you agree that this is genuine or not?” I asked.
“Yes Sir…but..”

I stopped her and asked again, “So you did call out my name. And I see from this movie shot that you were masturbating”

She put her head down.

“Do you find me attractive Sajitha?” I asked her straight to the point.
She looked up at me, “Sir pleeaaase…this was personal.”

“Why me? Sajitha. Obviously you like me and you fantasize me during your masturbation. Am I right?”

She wiped her tears and nodded.

I went up to her and kept my hand gently over her shoulder. “You could have just asked me or given me some hints. You think I would have said no?”

She looked back at me and said, “No Sirrr. This is just personal. I did not mean to do anything beyond this”. I moved my hands over her neck and caressed it.

She squirmed in her seat.
“Do you agree to do it with me Sajitha? I also love your body. No strings attached. Just a sexual relationship. I like your body and you want mine. So why not?” I proposed.

“Sir please…I am married and have a child. This is wrong.”
“You masturbating at your work place with fantasies about your boss is not wrong?” I asked.

She kept quiet. I had an erection even as I spoke to her. I quietly unzipped my trousers and got my 6 inch penis out of its confines. I swung her chair around to face me. My penis was directly in front of her face.

She was shocked and taken aback. She pulled back into the chair, even as I moved a step forward.
“Look Sajitha. How much I need you.”

“I can’t do this Sir. Please forgive me.”
“You know my dear. I have not been able to forget what you put me through yesterday. I am still undecided about your punishment.”

“Sir. You punish me if you want, but I can’t do this, please”
“This is your punishment Sajitha. You have to take my cock in your mouth now and give me a good suck. And then you have to open up your breasts and feed me your milk”

She looked up shocked. I could not make out if it was for the nature of the punishment or about the breast milk issue.

“Let me assure you one thing, Sajitha.” I said as I bent down over her face with my arms on her chair’s armrest, “If you agree to do this today, not as a punishment, but out of your own willing, you will not only not be penalized in your appraisal, but I will also ensure that you get a good recommendation for your increment”

She looked up. She had stopped sobbing. “I need time to think Sir.”
“Please take your time. But remember, I don’t take no for an answer. Your refusal will only put your appraisal at stake. And you have to take up a punishment too”

She tried to get up and I let her. My threats were enough for the moment and she knew that she had nothing that she could do to escape the trap I had laid.

“Until I hear from you, I will satisfy myself with your movies, Sajitha” I said as she walked hurriedly to the locked door.

I settled down in my chair with my penis still out, but now limp. I turned the laptop, opened it and replayed the movie. I masturbated and ejaculated into a tissue.

I waited for two days. During this time our conversations were to the minimum and professional. No one had to know what was happening to her and between us. She came two days later into my cabin and locked the door behind her.

“Sir?”
“Yes Sajitha?” I said looking over from the pile of papers I was going through.

“I have decided” she said almost hesitating.
“And what have you decided dear?” I said pulling up my hands clasped under my chin as I eagerly awaited her decision. I was sure that it was a yes. The job grading was important for her and so was the extra money that I had promised her as an increment.

She absent mindedly took the paper weight in her hands and said, “I agree to your proposal. But it is only one time right?”

I smiled, “I never said one time. But let me also assure you this. You sleep with me once, and you will come back to me on your own. I don’t have to force you again like I have done now”

She almost sneered at my confidence. “Please call me when you want me to come” she said and got up.

This woman had planned for a single blowjob that was not sufficient for her to repeat sex with me. It had to be more than that and a longer one. I decided that it had to be a full-fledged sexual intercourse and had to be for a couple of hours at least. Weekend was the best time then when no one would be around, except the security personnel. People who wanted to work on Saturdays had to seek my permission and I ensured that on the coming weekend no one got any. I sent out a mail to the building facility security admin that only Sajitha was to be allowed, besides me on Saturday since we were working on some confidential issues. My mail was acknowledged.

I called up Sajitha on the intercom and informed her to come on Saturday. We would be alone and that she would be expected to spend a couple of hours with me and I advised her to carry a spare set of dress and undergarments with her. She agreed albeit hesitatingly.

Come Saturday, I prepared myself for having sex with Sajitha. I shaved my pubic area and it looked clean and sexy. I trimmed the hair around my balls, arsehole and between my thighs. Over the last two days I had not shagged, only to preserve my precious cum for her.

I reached early on Saturday and asked the security not to disturb us. Sajitha arrived at 0930 am. She appeared a bit pensive. She was relatively conservatively dressed, her usual salwar and kameez. The kameez had a deep cut for the cleavage and I was not sure that I had noticed it earlier. But now my eyes went straight to her breasts.

She wished me a good morning.
“It is indeed going to be a very good morning Sajitha. Thank you for coming. I will be gentle and I can assure you that you will enjoy it”

She did not reply and went over and sat on the couch. She looked at me and wanted me to make the first move.

I had brought some wine and offered it to her. She refused it politely. I sat down next to her and we made some small chat. She was getting nervous and I could make it out since she was stuttering in her speech. I held her hand in mine and gave a gentle squeeze. She squirmed.

“Please relax Sajitha. Don’t get tense. You won’t be able to enjoy sex if you are tense” I said.
She pushed herself back on the couch and rested against the back. She dropped her dupatta to expose her cleavage. She was breathing heavily and her breasts were rising and falling, widening and narrowing her cleavage in the process.

I did not waste any more time. I got to the job on hand. I bent down to her chest and planted a wet kiss on the seductive cleavage. Her scent immediately aroused me further and I had a hard erection. I had to go slow on this woman if I had to enjoy her body and in turn get her to enjoy with me.

I put out my tongue and inserting into the cleavage licked it upwards up to her neck. I looked up to see her reaction and she had her eyes closed and head pushed back. She had clenched her lips between her teeth and hands were on the sides of the couch clenching tightly the fabric of the cover.

I repeated a couple of times, taking my time to kiss the surroundings, kissing briefly her chest and sides of the neck. I stood up, knelt beside her on the couch, and holding her head in my hands, approached her lips slowly. She opened her eyes briefly. I pressed her cheeks, her lips formed an ‘O’. I bent down and rubbed my lips on hers. She was shivering. I stopped for a moment. She was breathing heavily and her breasts seemed to burst out of her dress. I licked her lower lip with my tongue wetting it in the process.

In a moment I had her lower lip between my teeth, gently licking with my tongue inside and letting my saliva flow in to her mouth. I felt her gulping, as I pressed further my lips on to hers. She opened up and I felt her loosening her stance as I felt two hands behind my head in the hairs fondling me. I gently pried open her mouth with mine and she received my tongue immediately. She lashed out at my oral muscle with hers as we freely exchanged our oral juices. I had her upper lip firmly between mine and I was not letting it go. She was wild as she repeatedly pushed my face towards hers, grabbing my hair.

We slowed down and separated gasping for breath a few minutes later. Our face and mouth were wet and dripping with saliva. I too was not in a comfortable position on the couch, kneeling next to her as I was. She said,” Sir, I am yours for today. But not from tomorrow. Please leave me alone in this aspect”

I smiled. “Sajitha dear, only today I am, so to say, blackmailing you. But let me assure you, tomorrow you will want to do it with me like hell. I am only bringing into reality your fantasy.”

I bent forward to suck on her lips again. I moved my hands slowly over her chest and felt her breasts over her dress. My erection tightened further and it was hurting like hell.

The thought that I would be drinking her milk let out a few of my own through my penis. I was not at all comfortable. I told her, “I am removing my pants and underwear”.

I quickly stripped down bare naked and walked over the hanger to put it on neatly. I felt a pair of eyes following me. When I turned, I saw her staring at my hard erection. She quickly turned her face away and closed her eyes, when she saw that I was looking at her staring.

I went over to where she sat. Her thighs were tightly pressed and I knew she was excited. I took her hands in mine and knelt down a bit to kiss them one by one. Her eyes were still closed. I stood in front of her with my erect penis directly in front of her mouth. Her eyes were still closed and I called out to her, “Sajitha dear?”

She slowly opened her eyes and they immediately widened when she saw my pink head in front of her face. She went back a bit and looked up at me. I smiled and nodded.

“Take it and suck it” I almost commanded. She was hesitant and her breathing increased rapidly. I reached out to her right hand and gently placed it on my penis forcing her to hold in her grasp. My penis throbbed in her gentle grasp.

“Have you done it before, Sajitha?” I asked, apprehensive that she was new to this and I might be a bit hurt by her inexperienced mouth.

Thankfully, she nodded gently and I moved my hand to the back of her head and gently coaxed her to take my throbbing penis in her mouth. She opened it wide and took the head in, simultaneously taking in a deep breath. Her hand was at my base and she used it well to pull out and guide it back into her mouth. Slowly and steadily, what started with the head of my penis soon turned out to be a self-motivated deep throat by Sajitha. She would alternatively bury her nose into my pubic bone with my testicles resting against her chin, and then draw me out with her tongue grazing along the underside of my penis. I had closed my eyes taking in the pleasures this experience MILF was treating me to. With one hand on my hip and the other at the back of her head, I was slowly thrusting forward and back gently to simulate a mouth fuck. I need not have to, since she was doing most of the job.

My penis had hardened and had certainly grown a couple of centimeters longer due to her ministrations.

I stopped her soon since I was being pushed to an unwanted orgasm, and I would have ejaculated into her mouth. This seemed to be a strategy by her, to avoid getting fucked.

She groaned as I pushed her head back. Long streams of my precum mixed with copious amount of her saliva hung from her chin. She quickly wiped it off with her dupatta.

I withdrew from her and sat down next to her. I kissed her again on her mouth, tasting my own precum on her tongue. She was cooperative this time and she would not let me go.

I gently disengaged myself. I had more to explore. I asked her to stand up and disrobe. She got up and walked over to the table in front of me. She kept her dupatta there and began to unbutton her kameez. She took off the top and neatly arranged it on the table.

I asked her to wait and not strip further. She paused. She had a lovely back, She had worn a pink coloured bra that merged with the colour of her skin. She turned and I was presented with a nice pair of breasts of size 34B in two seemingly smaller cups of bra. They appeared heavy and I wanted to hold them.

I indicated to her to come over. She approached me casually. She made no attempt to hide her prized assets. She knew that come what may, I would have it my way today and she had little options in this regard. I gathered her in my arms as she came closer and I kissed her waist. I moved my hands over her back caressing and rubbing all over. I kissed her navel, stomach and as I moved up, I had to stand a bit. I proceeded to kiss her breasts over the bra, her cleavage, her chest, her neck, her shoulders and her arms. She would squirm as I went ahead kissing her and licking the important parts. She held me tight. I kissed her again on her lips and then moved her down to the couch. She sat down and I quickly lay down on her lap. She adjusted herself to make me comfortable. My face was directly below her breasts. I opened my mouth indicating that I wanted to suckle her. She leaned forward and lifted her thighs to bring my face in line with her right breast and waited for me to put my mouth on her nipple. I on my part waited for her to “offer” her breast into my mouth to suckle. It gives me a strange pleasure to see a woman offer her breasts to suckle or even to push her nipple into mouth pleading with me to suck her.
I waited for a few minutes. She had closed her eyes. When I did not move, she opened her eyes. My mouth was still open and she realized what I wanted. She removed her bra and pushed up the cups. She lifted her right breast with her left hand and placed the nipple on my lips. I closed my mouth on it and began to lick the nipple with my tongue inside my mouth. She moaned. I then widened my horizon and holding the nipple gentle between my teeth closed in with my lips around the areola. I began to suckle like a baby. Warm fresh milk flowed into my throat. I looked at her and smiled.

“Thank you Sajitha for your breast milk” I said and I resumed sucking. She had closed her eyes now, and I could feel her pressing her legs together again. Obviously she was aroused. Her own fantasy was now a reality. I took the other breast in my hand and began to gently fondle it, trying to arouse her further, but taking care not to press too hard else her precious and delicious milk would have spurted out.

I then reached out to her hand and placed it over my cock that now rested against my abdomen. A good amount of precum had made it wet. She held it in her grasp and began to gently rub it. I suckled her for a good 10 minutes or so and then got up. She released my cock and opened her eyes. I moved the other way to suckle the other one. She smelt good and smelt of breast milk. I took a whole lump of her breast flesh in to my mouth and began to suck hard. Breast milk flowed easily and I did not have to do much. It was flowing copiously and I was having a tough time keeping up with her flow. I had to swallow fast to take the next gulp in. She continued her work on my cock this time without my goading.

I looked up to see her looking at me. I smiled. She smiled back and threw her head back and closed her eyes. I got up after what might have been another 10 minutes. I got up, wiped my mouth and burped.

She giggled a bit. Some sign of her opening up. She wiped off the few remaining droplets that dripped from her nipples.

I stood up and asked her to suck me again. This time she took it deep inside her throat instantly and I was tempted to hold her head and fuck her mouth hard and send my cum in. But I held back, as she sent me close to an orgasm and I again withdrew just in time. She groaned at my sudden withdrawal giving ample indication that she was beginning to enjoy.

I made her stand up and pulled at the strings of her pyjama. It just dropped to the ground. She had put on a pink coloured panty that was stained at where her cunt might have been. It appeared wet and it gave me a conclusive proof that she had orgasmed at least a couple of times during the past 30 minutes. I tugged at her panty and she helped me by taking it off her legs. She showed no signs of shyness anymore. She was naked. She was about to throw her panty side when I caught it in midair. Bringing it to my nose I smelt her fluids and gave off a sigh. She smelt good and strangely not pungent at all. She was looking at me and smiled.

“Smell the real thing, Sir” she said and immediately lay down on the couch and spread her legs. Her pussy was clean and neat looking. Pinkish-darkish brown in colour. She had trimmed her bush. It helped to avoid getting pussy hair between your lips when you did cunnilingus.

I knelt infront of her and gave her a kiss. She held my face and kissed back deep. I disengaged and giving soft kisses to her breasts, I held her hand in mine as I found my way down past her waist and navel and stopped just above the pussy. I blew into the bush. She was aroused and I could already see her pussy gleaming with her oozing juices. She was trying to free her hand, but I had held it firmly. I kissed her inner thighs as she squirmed and tried to close her legs. I had positioned well between them and the maximum she got to was press on the sides of my torso.

I bent down and slowly placed my tongue over the entire slit of her cunt. She screamed out, ”Oh…God…”
I looked up to find her breathing heavily and from where I sat, her breasts stood majestically out with her nipples pointed.

I resumed kissing her thighs for now, waiting for her to regain her composure. I released one hand and it went up immediately behind my head trying to bury it inside her pussy. My nose went in and I struggled to push back. She was moaning and calling out to her mother and God. I took up position properly, and holding her thighs wide with one hand, I opened up her cunt lips with the other. Pink folds opened up like flower petals blooming. I dug my tongue in to take the first taste of her love juices.

“Oh…Sssssssir. Please suck me”, she moaned.

I obliged as I traced out a long outline with my wet tongue, starting from her arse crack right up to her clit. Her fluids began to flow and the more I licked the more it came. I held her clitoris between my forefinger and thumb and simultaneously lapping at her cunt. She orgasmed soon within a few licks and I waited as she trembled and almost crushed my face. I held her legs wider and continued to tongue fuck her. Another mind shattering orgasm and 10 minutes later I got up from between her legs, leaving her panting and holding her breasts in both hands. A good amount of her breast milk had been squeezed out and her chest and stomach were laced with milk. I bent down and licked up her stomach and chest. I went over to her right breast and began to suck. A few minutes later her left breast received equal attention from me.

“Sajitha. Did you cum?” I asked
She smiled and still panting, “What do you think Sir?”, she said.

“What do you mean by anyone Sajitha? Have you slept with men other than your husband before?” I asked.

She nodded, and shyly said, “A couple of them. Mostly Pradeep’s childhood friends.”
I was aroused. She was a whore after all, for all she was worth I had to fuck her now.

“Then why were you so shy with me?” I asked, now confident that she was mine.
“This was before my child birth, Sir. I just gave them blow jobs and they played with my breasts. I have had sex only with my husband”, she said.

I kissed her on her lips and hugged her crushing her breasts between us. She took me in her embrace as she rubbed my bare back and shoulders. She began to kiss me all over, neck, face, shoulders, and arms.

I lay back on the couch with my penis obscenely oscillating in anticipation. Much precum had flowed. She came over me and resumed her kissing. She went into my armpits and chest. She sucked my nipples causing me to squirm as she lapped at them and gently bit them. She moved downwards as she continued to kiss and lick my chest, stomach and waist.

I had shaved my pubic bush. She paused before she descended into it. She moved her face in my groin, kissing it at the same time. My penis was repeatedly brushing against her neck and cheeks as she rubbed her face passionately in my groin. I held her head to guide her to the right spot.

She brushed my hand away and pulled herself up to say, “It is my turn Sir. You just lie back and enjoy.”

I adjusted myself on the couch, more to be able to see what she did than to be comfortable. She pulled her hair into a bun and began to move her face again in my pubic region, kissing the area around it and the inner parts of my thighs.

My penis was already rock hard and was oozing lots of precum which was literally dripping from the head. She was now holding it away from her cheeks in her hand. At the same time, she was spreading the fluid all around the head.

She suddenly turned around with her back to me and descended on my pole, deep throating it. I was presented with her ample behind, and I welcomed it by holding her bum cheeks with my palms and planting a good lick along her pussy.

We were in this position for almost 5 minutes, even as she started to hump my mouth with her hips. I inserted two fingers into her cunt and she began to fuck herself. I found no scope to pump her mouth, but at the same time I was wary of ejaculating early into her mouth. I had to find a way soon into her pussy.

I pushed her aside almost throwing her off me. She left my penis with a protest. My cock was wet with her saliva. I turned her around and pushed her down on the couch. I pulled her legs apart and without any warning, I positioned my cock at her well lubricated cunt and plunged in deep in one stroke.

She gasped and dug her finger nails into my shoulders. I pushed myself upon her and lay over her as I savoured the feel of her pussy muscles converging upon the invasive hot rod of alien meat. She screamed and pulled me into her, her hands wrapped tightly around my back. My face lay in the cradle of her shoulder as I kissed her earlobes. I pulled back trying to stroke her, but she held me tight.

“Please Sir. Don’t move please. Let me feel you. You are so big and hard Sir?” She said amidst her heavy breathing. I paused.

“You are so sexy Sajitha. I want you now. Take my sperms into your pussy.”
“Wait Sir. I have never felt so much heat inside me. It is burning hot. Let it subside please”.

I waited for a few minutes, trying to maintain my hardness by kissing her face and fondling her breasts gently with my palms. I could feel the cock twitching in its wet receptacle. I waited for her to respond.

I was planting gentle kisses on her face. She thrust her hips up, I took the cue and pushed my hip up drawing out almost the entire length of my cock, leaving only the engorged head in the grasp of her pussy lips. She screamed, “Noooo. Don’t come out”.

“I am not” I said and I pushed hard back into her. She gasped as my entire weight pushed her up on the couch. Her breasts bounced. I was holding her by the back of her shoulder under her arms. I pulled out again and thrust in. She pushed her hips to meet my thrusts. I started off gradually and then slowly and steadily I picked up pace as she matched my rhythm.

She bit her lower lip as I began to pump into her. She held my back and was soon digging into my back. I could feel her vagina contract hard on my withdrawing cock. I pushed back in and gave smaller strokes as she went into a blinding orgasm. Her eyes rolled up in the sockets and mouth opened wide. She collapsed under me. Her breasts were heaving so hard that I had second thoughts to hold them. Her nipples and areolas were now swollen and puffed up and would have just spurted milk had I just touched them.

She had closed her eyes, and she seemed to be still. I was not sure what had happened to her. I gently bent down and began to suckle her left breast. Milk flowed into my parched mouth as I drew hard on the reserves that her mammaries held. As I shifted focus to the other orb, she opened her eyes to look at me.

I stopped and smiled at her. “Sir….I don’t know what happened. I blanked out. It was the best I have had in my life”

I kissed her lips and said,” I am not done yet” and slowly resumed fucking her cunt. This time it was firmer. Her well lubricated pussy was making it easier for me to slide in and out of her. I moved up in speed holding her hands up above her head.

Even as I pumped away towards orgasm, I suddenly stopped and withdrew completely. She screamed again at the withdrawal. It was harassment for her. Twice I had withdrawn from her mouth and now from her cunt. She tried to pull me back, by holding my cock in her fist.

“Please Sir…finish it inside sir..don’t leave me like this. Am I doing anything wrong?” she pleaded.
I smiled at her plight, but was not relenting.

I asked her to get up and turn around and kneel on all fours. I touched her pussy, now wet with her fluids. I rubbed a bit of that on my cock. I went over to her face and asked her to suck me. She said, “It is not clean Sir..”

“You bitch. You sucked my cock and tasted my precum before. Now it is covered with mine and your own juice, you think it is not clean? Suck it now and taste yourself”, I ordered.

Her argument was weak and she had no choice but to do what I said. She took my cock in and began to suck my penis. Soon it was covered with her saliva from head to base. I withdrew and moved back to her pussy behind her. Holding her buttocks I bent down for a quick lick of her pussy juices. I positioned my cock head against her pussy and plunged in hard and without waiting began to pound her pussy. I bent over to hold her breasts in my hands and began to gently fondle them, not wanting to squeeze out her milk. I kissed her back and neck and she turned her head slightly to receive my lips on her mouth.

I held her arse cheeks and began to pound her hard and soon I was on the verge of my first orgasm. I held back wanting to cum along with her and in the next few thrusts I felt it coming up. I shuddered and screamed, “take my cum inside your womb Sajitha”. My penis spewed hot cum in five spurts as I felt her reach her own orgasm, with her vaginal muscles clamping down on my cock, squeezing all the juices out into her body. She threw her head down on the arm rest of the couch, trying to catch her breath.

It had been over 45 minutes since we started and the buildup had been good. A good amount of my cum leaked out of her gaping pussy on to the sides of her thighs and down to her knees. I rested on her for some time until my penis began to grow limp and then I withdrew with a “pluck” sound.

I moved back to her mouth and pushed my cock inside deep into her throat. She gagged a bit but soon recovered. And soon my penis was growing back in size and hardness. She cleaned it up, licking up all the remnants of our mixed cum.

We resumed our position on the couch, sitting next to each other. I fondling my cock and she was massaging her sore pussy. Her fingers were coated with my white cum. She, I thought, wanted to clean up with a cloth or tissue, but I stared at her and she scooped out with her fingers and licked it up.

I bent down to her breasts and said, “Give me my nourishment Sajitha” and saying so, mouthed one nipple and began to drink her breast milk.

She held my head with the other hand, the other busy with her cunt lips, and guided me to her suckle her.

A few minutes on either breast and I got up.

“Sajitha, I cannot thank you enough today. I am beginning to love your milk and your body. You have such a beautiful cunt that if I had the stamina I would have continued to fuck you and suckle you”

“Sir..to be honest with you, I loved the way you fucked me. I never had such pleasure before. And I too am beginning to love the way you drink my milk. You like my milk don’t you?”

I nodded and said, “Sajitha. Promise me. After you pump out milk for your child, you will allow me to drain your breasts. It is so sweet Sajitha.” And I kissed her on her mouth.

After about 10 minutes of coziness, she separated from me and wanted to go to the attached washroom. She returned after about 1 minute or so. She had cleaned up her pussy. I had wiped my cock with her dupatta.

“Can I leave Sir?” she asked after much hesitation.
“Are you sure you want to leave? Or do you think I can fuck you once more now?” I asked, rubbing and fisting my erect cock.

“Can you do it again Sir?” she asked not sure if I could do it again.

“I want you to drink my cum Sajitha. I want to fuck your mouth. You think you can take it?” I asked.
“Sir. Anything for you.”

I pulled her down on her knees and stood up next to the couch, with one leg on it.
She went down and fondling my sacs, she kissed my cock along the length. Then with her tongue she lined up the entire meat pole with her saliva. She then deep throated me and holding my hips with her hands motioned me to start moving.

I held her head gently and slowly began to slide in and out of her mouth. I withdrew a few times to give her a chance to get used to the full length of the cock and breathe in. In a few minutes, I was pumping hard into her mouth, holding her head to support the thrusts. A stream of saliva dripped from her mouth on to her chin and dropped to her breasts.

I paused and then told her, “Sajitha, I am going to ejaculate any time now and I want you to swallow all of it”

She nodded in acceptance and I resumed fucking her mouth. And within a few minutes, I was there. My body shivered and shook, my legs tensed up, I gripped her head harder and pushed her into my groin with my cock so deep in her mouth that her nose was buried to the hilt. My cock jerked for one last time and I sent in a good amount of thick hot semen down her throat. I pushed her head back slowly until her head was half way on my cock and I sent in a few more spurts of cum on her tongue.

I took it out and dabbed the head of my cock still coated with a few droplets of semen on the head, on her lips. She gulped and then smacked her lips with her tongue collecting all my cum to swallow.

I offered my cock again and she sucked and licked to clean it up.

I kissed her cheeks and thanked her.

She hesitated a bit and then continued. “Sir. You were right. At the end of all this, I want you more”
“Anytime Sajitha. And let me tell you, whenever you feel like it, don’t masturbate. Just come into the cabin and I will give you the pleasure you want. And you pleasure me when I want. No one will ever know about us.”

“Sir…I would love to.”

“Sir one more thing. Do you really love my breast milk? “
“Is that a question? I just love your breasts and the milk. Like I said, I would suckle on it forever”

“Do you want me to pump milk for you?”
“Hell no Sajitha. How could you think I would ask you to pump milk for me?” I almost screamed at her.

Taken aback, she looked disappointed.
I decided not to tease her further. “What I meant is that you don’t have to pump for me. I would like to take it straight from your breasts”

“Oh..Sir…! You almost had me”

“Come on then. Put on your fresh clothes. By the way, I used your dupatta to clean my penis. So you may need to wash it”

She came closer to me and kissed me on my lips. We embraced each other passionately. She descened on my lap and sat with her legs across. She held my head and guided me to her right breast. She held her breast up to feed me her milk. I welcomed the offering and began to suckle.

“Sir please drink to your full satisfaction”
I released her nipple to reply. “I will empty your breasts, Sajitha. Allow me”
“My breasts are yours Sir. Do what you want”

I sucked either breast for about 10 more minutes, until I felt that the milk flow was reduced to a dribble. I left her swollen nipples. She got up from my lap. Her wet pussy had left her fluids on my couch and on my semi-erect cock. She wiped her cunt and my cock with her dupatta and then got up to go to the washroom. I followed her after she returned. I helped her wear her panty and bra and she put on her new dress. I helped her pack her old one while I put on my dress.

I offered to drop her home and she agreed. I dropped her about a few hundred meters away. We departed with a kiss.

We continued our secret relationship, much of it confined to a quick blow job or a quick suck of her breast milk.

A week later, in the office, I felt a bit horny. I pinged her to come in with a pad. It was our secret code. She knew that when I called her in with her pad, it meant that I wanted her. She entered and smiled. I asked her if she was ready. She nodded. Usually she would secure the door to my cabin, but she somehow missed doing this. And we were nearly caught red handed, but for the presence of mind of Sajitha.

I pulled back my chair and she knelt in front of me. I stood up, unzipped my pants without removing the pant, and popped out my semi-erect penis. She got down to her knees and holding my penis with one hand she began to play with the head. She drew the foreskin back completely to expose the pink head, and started kissing and wetting it with her tongue. Soon my penis had hardened like a rod in her hand. She slowly had started to give head to me. I got a buzz on my phone that I had a visitor. Usually it went through Sajitha, but since she was not in her seat, they had called me directly.

He was an important visitor and I could not have ignored him at all. I panicked and quickly told Sajitha about this. Sajitha quickly glanced at the door, it was unlocked and I panicked further. She immediately pulled my chair towards the table and she slid under the table. The table was covered at the visitor’s side of the seating. She continued to suck me, while I called out to the visitor to come in. I thought quickly and apologized to him for not being able to stand up due to a cramp in my leg. He did not bother and immediately settled down in front of me on the other side of the table.

All this time, I was being sucked by Sajitha under the table. She was unmindful of the whole interruption and continued her work. I was being uncomfortable and was not able to concentrate on the conversation. I was being pleasured below. I wanted to finish the meeting as fast as possible. I agreed to meet him again a few hours later.

During this time, Sajitha had sent me into an orgasm of unbelievable proportion. The atmosphere was overwhelming; there was a man sitting in front of me discussing business issues and my sexy secretary was below the table giving me a blow job. I had to suppress my feelings and expressions and had to keep my whole body movement under control.

My orgasm resulted in a huge volume of cum down into Sajitha’s mouth, which she obligingly swallowed in whole and did not leave any telltale signs. She continued to suck and clean up my penis.

Immediately after he left she came out of under the table.
“How was it Sir?” she asked naughtily.

“You saved us today. But it was incredible Sajitha. I had not masturbated and we did not do it for two days. It must have been too much for you?” I asked, wiping my brow off the little beads of sweat that were forming over it.

“It was a good volume I must say. But wasn’t it worth the effort Sir? Would you like to suckle me now Sir?” she asked. I nodded like an eager child.

“I am dehydrated and need your breast milk. But first, close the door” I said.
She nodded and went over to latch the door.

She came up to my chair. She had worn a sari and it was easy for her to breast feed me this way. She dropped her pallu down over her arms, unbuttoned her blouse, lifted her bra cup and sat down on the table. I moved my chair up to her, and latched on to the nipple, while fondling the other breast. A few minutes later and having finished with the other breast, I moved back and she redressed herself, neatened up and walked out of the door.

All these days, she never allowed me to fuck her in her pussy during office hours. Only once did I engage in a quickie in a doggy style during the lunch break when all the staff had gone over to eat. She had asked over the intercom if she could take down a dictation and that meant she wanted a fuck in her cunt. I was aroused instantly and had invited her in eagerly. She closed the door and no sooner than she had done that, I was standing in front of her with my pants along with the underwear down to my ankles and my penis hard and standing.

She kissed my cock, gave it a quick suck and then leaned over on the table. I lifted her sari, bunched it at her waist on the table, and asked her to spread her legs. She had no panty and that made my work easier. I caressed her cunt lips, gave it quick lick with my tongue and then inserted into her cunt easily. It went in like a hot knife through butter and I pounded her hard. She struggled to hold the table as I banged hard, my cum sacs slapping against her arse cheeks. I came soon enough, filling her cunt with my semen. I stood there until my erection subsided and my cock slipped out of the hole. She raised herself, and dropped her sari, adjusted her dress and walked out after saying a thank you.

Our relationship continued this way. She was happy with the way I fucked, and I was given my share of her breast milk and her pussy whenever I demanded. She loved swallowing my cum.

A year later I moved back to Bangalore and my sexual relationship with Sajitha and the other women Malini, Nirmala, Mallika, and Reena were limited to quickies when I visited Mumbai on my now infrequent trips. I had to schedule my sessions with them carefully. I managed by having threesomes with them and satisfying all and myself.

Sajitha had dried up soon after her she stopped breast feeding her kid. Her husband too had stopped suckling her.

Then one day, during one of my official visits to Mumbai in 2008, she came up to me and whispered that she had something to share.

What she shared was unbelievable and shocking to say the least.

She had been a part of swinging network of lactating women and their husbands. While I have sworn by the rules of the private network not to reveal anything, it would suffice to say here a little about the whole game, which I will briefly touch upon in the next part.