Seduced By Ugly Milkman

Oh, oh, he is again late today, this milkman is of no use. It is already 9 in morning and Samir has left for office. I was married to Samir last year and our daughter is just 2 months old kid. My Kid will not take breast milk, so we have this milkman who is supposed to supply us with fresh cow milk for her every morning at 7, but now its 9 am and no sign of him yet. I am going to kill that fool of a milkman. The kid is hungry and crying. But what can I do, she somehow does not like my milk. I have my glands full with milk and swelling nipples. Those two has become so heavy that it sometimes pain due to heavy milk in them.

I mostly try to squeeze my breast while in the bath , but that is not of much use anyway. I no more wear my bras due to heavy breasts which feel hurt all the more when trapped in bras. I wish my kid to drink my milk and relieve me. Ok, let’s try, thought I, and opened buttons of my very loose kurta and plopped out my right boob, thrusting my nipples in baby’s lips. After sucking for a minute she again got uninterested. What the hell why don’t she like it. Is something wrong with me …who knows?

I will turn 25 shortly. I got married to Samir after my engineering. I am quite good looking and smart and have wanted to join a job after my engineering, but my father insisted that I should get married first and join a job after that. I have to listen to him, got married to Samir. And then came our kid, so kid took precedence over my career. I plan to join a job once the baby is a lil older and stronger, but how is she going to be strong if she doesn’t take her mother’s milk.

Samir arranged for this milkman on the recommendation of someone from mohalla. God is he not ugly, fat nosed, small eyes, blunt features, dark colored, thick lips our milkman is the very definition of ugliness. I told that to Samir. He laughed and said come on he is supposed to give us milk and not to act as hero in a movie. I laughed too. Milkman, I think possibly is of 43-44 years of age.

I was lost in thought when I heard the voice, memsahib good. I shouted yeah coming. Took a can and rush to open the door.
Why are you so late? don’t you know kid depends on you for her food?
Yeah bibiji, I know, but this new cow won’t let me milk her easily, I had to do all sort of tricks before I can milk her …that took time.
You and your tricks, all excuses. You want me to believe that you were doing tricks for two long hours, am I a fool.

Truth memsahib, I am telling you only truth
Ok ok, I don’t have any interest in rubbish. Pour milk in my can, and go.

Yes memsahib
So he sat on the floor , took the can from me and measured and fill my can from his milk bucket. Once done he put the can on the floor. I bend to lid the can and take it. And it happened . it actually did happen. While was trying to feed my kid sometime back, I had opened front buttons of my kurti. Now these kurtas were specially made to help me feed my baby if required, so they have buttons almost till navel. I was so lost in thought after my kid refused to take my milk that I had complete forgotten to close those buttons, and inevitable happened. When I bent my right breast plopped out. Full 36 very fair breasts with fat slightly elongated nipple were in direct view of the milkman. I was in limbo. Fully paralyzed statue. And milkman was observing my breast intently.

Then without any warning, he took his now empty bucket between his two legs moved a bit closer and started milking me. The sound of a jet of my milk from my right breast hitting his empty steel bucket brought me to my senses. I tried to back out but my hips were stopped from moving by the wall behind me. As in haste to wriggle out of his grip, I must have changed my angle which misaligned my butt from the open door. So I tried to stand, but he quickly with his left-hand holds my shoulder and started making reassuring sound with his mouth, may be like he makes while milking his cow. like ch ch, ho, ho, ha, ah, ah kind of. These sound strangely had a reassuring effect on me and I somehow became calm.

He then brought his left hand back and started to milk my right breast with both hands. After a time he holds my left breast and tried to bring it out, but by that time I was back to my full sense and quickly stand straight. I balanced myself with the support of wall behind me and was taking a deep breath. I put my right breast in and closed buttons over it. He also stood up and without any warning again took hold of my left breast and then he with his right hand feeling my right breast and with left-hand feeling and groping my left breast. Then he said memsahib, see your left breast is still full of milk and you moved out so fast that I was only able to milk about half your right breast. Please bend again and let me take out your milk, you will feel better.

I said, get out immediately, or I will shout and call people for help.
Please don’t misunderstand me, I am only trying to help you.
Get out now.

All this while he never moved his hand from my breast and was slowly pressing them and drawing my nipples alternately.
We were standing in a common staircase landing outside my flat and there were three more flats on that floor, so anyone can come out any time. Being handled and milked in a public area by a lowly milkman has somehow aroused me and my vaginal juices were flowing freely.
He suddenly put both his hands inside my kurti from below and again touched my naked breasts. My right breast has got accustomed to his touches but for left one, skin touched by a stranger, was new. Thus through my left one, I left like a 1000 volt current shot in. Kurti automatically was above my breasts, and he was fondling my naked breasts casually. The Same routine was followed again by him. He would press both breasts with his hands, then will press both nipples and draw nipples holding them between two of his fingers.

My vaginal juices were flowing freely now and I was breathing deeply. Then with his strange sounds, he again made me bend-drawing me by my breasts while sitting. He was actually holding my hanging breasts and so drew me by them while sitting. This time he made me hold one of his shoulders with one of my hand for support. He seems to be in no hurry and I was scared that someone can come anytime and see me in such a position. My throat was dry and I was sweating and wanted it to be over soon so that I could rush in my room and drink a large glass of water. He slowly places his bucket in position and started milking again. This I think went on for eternity. sometime, in middle of it possibly, kurti was coming in his way so he took it out completely without much resistance from me. In any case, I did not have much to resist. My breasts were fully familiar with his hands and fingers by then and they knew and can read each of his touches and pour out willingly each drop of milk they have. After I think some 10 minutes he was done. He seems to be happy with his exploits.

There was about 150 ml of milk in his bucket, I think. So now he stood up and allowed me to stand too. He put both his hands again below my breast weigh them, press them and said good, now your milk is empty, don’t you feel better and lighter? I nodded to say yes.

He said good and told me to bring a pot in which he will pour the milk which I can try to feed my kid. I said ok and as I was afraid of being in a public place for too long in such conditions, I invited him to come on in flat and wait till I bring a pot. He came in with his bucket. I picked my kurti, got inside closed the door, started wearing my kurti, but on second thought put it aside. I was enjoying my topless freedom. He saw me doing that and smiled, came up to me lightly kissed my cheeks and my breasts and rub his face in between my breasts holding the two from both sides. I stood like his obedient cow and allowed him to do his will. Once he left me I went in to bring a pot. He came behind me.

I eyed his tent. He did not react. He asked me to heat my milk and then feed my kid with it. I put the milk in the oven for heating it. I was standing nude breasted watching the milk to boil and he was standing beside me. I don’t know why but this simple act ( in comparison to day’s events so far) of standing beside him half naked and watching my milk getting boiled made me wet again. And maybe he too smelled it. Suddenly he moved closer hold me by the waist and started to pat on my belly and alternately squeeze my ass. He turned me towards him and give me a deep lip kiss.

I had my climax while he was kissing. I hold him tight and separated my legs and had a noisy orgasm with a free flowing vagina. Once I was done, he kissed me on my forehead and then checked my vagina over my clothes, I was wearing a palazzo. My vaginal area of palazzo was by now dripping wet.

He seemed concerned. Memsahib, this is wet, you should not wear it. So saying he in one go took off my palazzo along with my panty before I can stop him. I was now standing fully nude in front of him, our milkman. He looked at me and said, memsahib, you are so so beautiful. I blushed. He kissed me and squeezed my butt. He went out to the bathroom and brought a towel, sat between my legs and gently rub my pussy lips and inner thighs dry with soft towel. Once done he again stand beside me and we both took the hot milk from oven and allowed it to cool. I was fanning it with a newspaper and he was holding me by the waist with one hand and rubbing my cunt with other. He seemed to be in no hurry to leave. My body by now was fully acquainted with his touches and looking for more. Sometimes he was kissing my lips sometimes squeezing my butt, sometimes pressing my boobs roughly, sometimes fingering my pussy vigorously, sometimes trying to probe my asshole.

I tried to stop him, but its not easy to stop a man from doing whatever he wants to if you happen to stand nude with him all the time. So he had a few futile attempt to probe open my butt hole, which was the only orifice which was throwing some challenge to him. He has explored my mouth with his tongue and he now knows how my tongue is going to dance with his, he has put his two fingers deep inside my vagina and fingered vigorously, has bought me to climax with loud moans twice by doing so , but when it came to butthole, no his fingers could not probe much. So he now went to the bathroom and brought the bottle of coconut oil. He warmed it lightly in oven. Dipped his two fingers in warm oil and sat on my back. He asked me to bend, I was again his obedient cow. He stretched my legs apart. asked me to stretch my butthole with both my hands, I did, obedient cow syndrome continues.

He probed in with finger full of warm oil, ouch, I jumped. ch ch , ho ho ha ahh ahh, those reassuring sounds. they had a somewhat soothing effect, but when you know that its now not going to be as simple as being milked ( haven’t I changed ! ) but getting fingered fucked in the ass, you are jittery. But after much coaxing and butt kissing, butt licking he was able to put his middle finger fully in. It was feeling good now. Hole filled with warm oil filled finger. He was so happy. He stood up and deep kissed my lips while with his finger slowly doing in out in my asshole. Both our eyes were happy as if we have achieved something. Next, we took my milk to my kid and I took her on my lap to feed her with it. She did drink it with no resistance. Wow, I said, I am so so happy. Happiest day of my life. I was sitting nude with folded legs in semi padmasana posture holding my kid with one hand and feeding her with other. He was having a clear view of my cunt lips sitting in front of me. I felt no inhibition. Once done, I showed my gratitude to the milkman, I jumped in his lap and started to kiss him all over.

Ofcourse I was completely nude with him for over an hour now and he had fondled each inch of me, but he still was in his ganji and lungi. He holds me on his lap and fondled me, kissed me. Then he stood up and draw me up. I was almost clinging to him now. He said memsahib won’t you cook something for us. I smiled and said yes, let’s make roti and sabzi. I liked the way he attended me while I was heating milk for the baby. I was looking forward to cooking.

I took out wheat and started to knead it. He came beside me and started kneading my ass and boobs while I was kneading wheat. It was total fun. I chopped a few vegetables quickly and put it to cook with my attendant busy with fingering me, sucking me, probing my ass. I then made rotis and told him bowing mockingly food is ready sahib. He laughed. Then he said ok memsahib go and take your bath and then I too will have my bath and we will eat.

I was expecting that we will bath together, but let it go and went in the bathroom by myself. Cleaned my armpits and cunt of the small hair stubs, those had grown. I last cleaned a week back. Had a nice bath soaping and washing me thoroughly. My wet skin got much softer and smooth and glowing fair. My breast was reddish now with all the pressing milking and kneading, pink nipples were erect in expectation. I was in a strange state. One of me was enjoying this new state, and logical and rational me was scolding me to let myself to be in such a position with a lowly milkman. I scolded me, saying what a mess you are getting into? Go, I said to myself and show the milkman his place. Ok fine let him eat and be stern and ask him to leave.

I thought I have no business to roam nude and getting fondled and milked by this milkman. I look for my clothes, but I have not brought any in the bathroom . Thank God the towel is real big one. I wrapped myself completely with a towel . My pussy, ass, and breasts were well covered. I tied my hairs in a knot and walked out confidently not to entertain any more advances, I said, enough is enough.

I came out all resolute and saw him standing in middle all nude with an erect cock. I was taken aback.

What are you doing standing nude, was all I can manage, eying his cock.
Oh, I was getting ready for a bath and no point making my clothes wet. And what are you doing suddenly wrapping your self in that wet towel? Take it off and hand it to me. I will need it for drying myself also, said he.

I softly said no, as if I myself was not sure of my no. I was still constantly eying his erect cock. I was unable to take my eyes off it. It was glistening coal-black with a reddish top. It was a lovely sight I thought. Soft balls hanging below it

He seemed not to have heard me or paid no heed to my no. He came slowly to me and casually took off my towel from me. I was naked again. So much for my resolution. He noticed my clean shaven pussy and slid his plum over it feeling the smoothness. Cupped it and kissed me saying, very good memsahib, your pussy is so soft and lovely and tight and you did well to shave it. I like it. I felt proud and happy. He squeezed my butt. I played with his balls, they were so silky and soft. Suddenly moved out of my grip and went in the bathroom .

He came out after a bath . Thank God he came out without the towel. I again started to feast my eyes on his cock. But soon it disappeared below the dining table as we sat for lunch. We ate in silence. While eating we were eyeing each other and our eyes were smiling. We finished our food and wash our mouth. Then he came and hold me by the waist . I looked at his eyes and he kissed on them. We slowly walked to my bedroom. No words were required. We both were talking with our eyes now. I checked my baby, she was sleeping in her baby cot.

I lied on my bed and spread my legs. He kissed me and was on top of me. He tried to put his cock into me. I took hold of his cock and guided it into me. It was hot. I felt so fulfilling. It slowly slides into me and he started the motion. I wrapped my legs around him and was holding him tight. He fucked me for quite sometime and I was moaning loud. After about 10 minutes of intense action, he exploded inside me and I too came together. We were both exhausted. We slept in each other’s arm. May be we slept for some two hours or so then I opened my eyes to find him staring at me lovingly. I slowly remembered things and felt ashamed, and looked down, only to find his fully erect cock staring back at me. With one of his hand, he was cupping my ass. He now draws me towards him and without thought I found myself holding his cock guiding it in my cunt. Again we had a nice fulfilling session.

He Kissed and fondled me for sometime, then got up, pick me up too. Memsahib, we need to get kids food for the night ready, don’t we? I said yes. So he made me in doggy position and milk me thoroughly again. All touching and drawing of nipples made him horny again. I can see his cock getting erect. So after milking, he quickly came behind me and put himself into me. I was ready for him in my doggy position. It was quick this time. He was in urgency and came quickly flooding my cunt with his sperm. He then came in my front and put his cock in my mouth. It was my first oral sex in life, not that I super liked it, but did lick him clean as per his wish.

He then clothed himself kissed me and left.

( My mail id is [email protected] , I am a male. This story is fictional )