Mae and Mr Jones
Mae frowned as she walked to the door. It was still morning and someone was pounding on the door. She was in a bad mood, cranky, horny and tired. She had been so horny since she had the baby, coupled with lack of sleep made her very irritable. She had stayed up all night with her baby and she had hardly gotten a decent night sleep. She opened the door, ready to cuss out whoever it was and stood rooted at the spot in shock. Her landlord, a tall sexy man with caramel skin glared at her. Mr. Jones might be tall, dark and sexy but he had a nasty attitude.
She mentally cursed her step-mother, Sandra, who had advised her dad to send her out of the house when she got pregnant. She used to work as a waitress in a Chinese restaurant but ever since she had the baby she hadn’t been able to go back to work.
“Mr. Jones,” Mae said, “Good morning,”
He brushed past her and walked into the room.
“Where is my rent?” He growled.
“I don’t have the rent now,” She replied, “But I will bring it to you before the end of this week.”
“I want my money and I want it now!” He yelled, “This isn’t a homeless shelter! If you can’t afford the rent then you will have to move out,”
“Please Mr. Jones,” She pleaded, “Please I have nowhere to go and I just had a baby.”
“That’s none of my business,” He said, “You have 24 hours to move out of my house.”
“Please sir,” She cried, “I will do anything you ask of me but please don’t send me out of the house with my baby. Please for the sake of my little baby….you can take my TV…or my…laptop or anything but please don’t send me out.”
His eyes roamed around the tiny room and his face hardened. He wasn’t interested in her old TV or worn-out sofa. He was seriously considering her offer but there was nothing he could take from the room except….his gaze drifted to her. She was a beautiful girl and she had a sexy body. Besides that, she had something he loved very much, something which was rare to come by.
“Yes, I’ll take something in exchange for the rent…” He started.
“Oh thank you so much, sir!” Mae said with a relief. “You can have the TV.”
“No I don’t want the TV,” He said, “I want some fresh milk,”
“Milk?” She asked, “I don’t have any fresh milk…”
She noticed that his gaze was fixed on her breasts and her face turned beet red.
“You are a nasty fellow!” She cried.
“Then be prepared to leave my house now!” He said and started towards the door.
“Wait!” She cried.
She was desperate now and she had no choice except she wanted to end up in a homeless shelter with her little girl.
“I’ll…give you the…milk.”
He grinned and turned around. Mae’s hands trembled as she began to take off her dress. Her boobs were full and filled with milk. Her nipples were plump and dark with broad areolas. Jones shoved his face into her chest, inhaling the sweet flavor of breast milk and feminine scent. He unclasped her nursing bra and her full breasts swung against his cheeks. Then he pushed her against the wall and cupped her boobs, using his thumbs to rub her nipples. He tweaked her nipples and a whitish fluid shot out of her nipples. She moaned as a tingle crept along her spine. Jones lowered his head and gave her wet nipples a lick. He sighed and sucked a nipple into his mouth, sucking her lukewarm tangy milk. He pinched her other nipple while he sucked, licked and slurped on the other one. A ripple of pleasure swept over her and she shivered. He slipped her other nipple into his mouth and began to suck on both nipples. He took big swallows of her sweet-sour breast milk, moaning as his cock hardened in his pants.
“Do you mind?” he murmured as his fingers slipped into her skirt.
“No…” She cried, “I don’t…mind.”
Jones slipped his fingers into her panties, stroking her wet pussy lips as he drew warm milk from her nipples. He pinched her clit, teased her wet cunt as he swirled his tongue around the hard peaks of her damp nipples.
He flicked his tongue on her right nipple and then used his fingers to squeeze milk from her left nipple. He circled his tongue around her areolas and gently squeezed the sides of her boobs. Her breast milk squirted onto his tongue, dribbling down his chin. She began to moan, crying softly as he gnawed and toyed with her nipples. He blew softly on her nipples, latched his tongue onto them and sucked them. He continued to suck her nipples, storing the milk in his cheeks until there was a sweet pool of sour milk in his mouth. Then he swallowed it, licked his lips and sucked her nipples again.
Mae moaned and then bit her lips between her teeth. She rubbed her hands on his hard-on through his pants, groaning as she felt milk flowing out of her nipples.
She loved feeding her baby but she had never enjoyed it this much. Mr. Jones was tender and loving as he sucked on her nipples. She loved it a lot. He began to kiss the sides of her boobs; the undersides and he slide his tongue along the creases of her areolas. He grazed his teeth on the tip of her nipples and she cried out in ecstasy. He began to finger fuck her as he moved the edges of his teeth back and forth on her nipples.
Her belly suddenly tightened as an intense pleasure washed over her. She moaned out, whimpering as her orgasm exploded.
“Oh, Mr. Jones,” She moaned out.
She pulled him onto her sofa and stuffed her nipples into his mouth.
She unzipped him and wrapped her hand around his cock, slowly moving her hand up and down on the hard length. She groaned as he started to massage her nipples with his tongue. He would stroke her nipples with her tongue, swirling his tongue around the tips and then tugged on them with his teeth until her warm tasty milk flooded his mouth. His cock began to twitch, dripping with pre-cum as his balls became taut. He was close to his release.
“Ah!” He groaned.
He twirled his tongue around her nipples in circles and scraped his teeth on the peaks. He started to tremble, groaning as semen dribbled out of his cock. He held the base of his cock and shot his semen onto her face.
“Damn girl’,” He groaned.
He gave her nipples one last lick and staggered to his feet.
“It felt so good!” She told him.
“I’m glad you like it,” He said, pulling on his pants. “Don’t shut your door tonight,”
“I won’t,” She said, smiling at him.