Miling and Breeding

Bred, Pregnant and Choices to make

Start at the end and go back to the beginning is the best way to do this. My name is Lynn. I am now 43 yrs. old. Auburn hair shoulder length, hazel greenish eyes, engorged tits filling up with milk daily, eight months pregnant and I have to decide on if I want to continue on this course in life I have ended up involved with or go back after the baby is born.

So let me start 14 months ago. It was early spring. I work for a private banking house. Yes we still have these in the United States hidden away catering to very select clientele. I am one of the senior vice presidents. I started with this firm when I was fresh out of an Ivy League MBA program. I have been here closing in on 15 years. We employ about 150 people totally. I am married, both of my kids are moved out and making it on their own. My hubby, Mark, is an Architect and is pretty well known for his thrown back styling.

Every spring we do a spring picnic for clients and employees and all there family members. This time one of my co-workers I work closely with girlfriend showed up about six months pregnant. I asked Terrence, the co-worker, what was up with that. Terrence is a very handsome black man, tall, athletic body type, 6-4ish, shaved head, mustache and goatee. I have never asked, but I am guessing he is mid-forties but looks way younger. Rose, his girlfriend is a like 5-7, normally slender when not with child. Not pretty, but not ugly either, white, younger by I am guessing 10 to 15 years Than Terence.

Why do I mention these two people? Well these two ended up sitting at the same small table at the spring picnic. Me and Terrence reached the table first. I asked Terrence when he was going to tell me about his girlfriend.

"She is not my girlfriend, she is my live in cow." was his reply, very mater of factly stated I might add. I asked him if he didn't think that was a little rude. He informed me that was not rude, but the fact. She had agreed to be bred and milked for profit. I looked at him in total shock. He said to grow up it has been going on for decades right under everyone's nose. That Rose would be bred again in 11 months and in the meantime she will be milked multiple times a day and it sold to human milk banks.

"So what about the baby, are you going to hire a nanny to take care of your babies?"

He laughed and quietly said the babies are adopted out to those that want American born babies to adopt. He said all her expenses are covered by a couple that has already adopted the baby. I looked at him completely horrified and all I could mutters was "You're shittin me, that is so fucked up." At was this time we were joined by Mark and Rose.

I was mostly quiet for the longest time. After a bit Lou shows up. He is an older man in his late 60's. He has been with the banking house since he was 17 cleaning the place after hours for extra money. He is the COO and a sexist pervert that flirts and gets touch feely with every women in the bank. He is harmless though so we tolerate it. He is so in love with his wife if any of us ladies every said yes to his passes he would faint. This party also celebrates his 40th wedding anniversary so he is in prime form. He comes up and stops behind Rose and starts massaging her shoulders and asked where she had been hidden and scolds Terrence. When he left she excused herself to go to powder room and asked if I wanted to come along. What the hell why night, what more can shock me.

When we got to the house, she went to a guest bedroom and not a bathroom. She told me she needed to express her milk. That the massage set off her reflex and her milk let down. She also said she has been pumping ever since she agreed to be a milker and bred. I looked shocked at her. She smiled and said "yes it was my choice and I want this. It was a dark secret desire I have."

You see she is a Havard MBA graduate. She was working in an investment firm as an account manager and her accounts did not get beaten up by the recession, but she had this desire that needed itched. So she started looking and found a fetish personals website and stumbled across Terrence's ad.

"So your telling me, you replied to an ad that was asking for you to become a cow as he called it?"

"Yes, exactly, a Human Cow for breeding and milking." was her replied. I sit there stunned into silence. Finally I mustered a wow. She told me it worked for her, she was in her late 20's, has a few years to do this in and not wreck her body and she can walk away any time after the baby is born. If she stays she will be given 11 months to get back in shape before she will be bred again and during all this she must produce milk to help pay for her keep. She said once she is up to three pints a day she should be making close to a grand a month for her milk.

We walked back to the table with her carrying her backpack with her pumps and milk hidden in it. Terrence leaned over kissed her and showed loving and caring respect to her. When we got home that evening I told Mark everything. He was excited that it really existed.

"So tell me dear, did it not turn you on hearing about it at some level?" he asked me.

I looked at him and said "What on earth gave or gives you that idea. It is like selling you self for someone else's pleasure. That is wrong."

"Then why are your nipples so hard they have been trying to push their way out your sun dress since you came back from the powder room and why are your panties soaked with you own juice?" Give me a good explanation for that and I will leave you alone on this subject."

The best I could do is to stare quietly at him and not say a word, because he kinda had me on this one at some level. I have no idea why, but I had conflicting feelings. On the one hand this went against everything I thought about a male/female relationship and on the other I was soaking wet from watching her being milked, hearing how she wanted to be a breeding and milking cow for Terrence.

Mark continued: "So tell me you would not like to go home right now and have you nipples suckled till you cum. If you tell me it has not entered your mind I will not mention anything again."

Find okay I admit I want to be home having Mark sucking me like I had milk in my tits. The idea has been in my mind off and on all afternoon and evening. I final admitted to him yes I want him to do that as soon as we get home.

When we got home we both headed straight to the bedroom, he stripped me out my cloths and told me to get on all fours and let my tits hand down. He slid under me and started suckling on one nipple while he tugged on the other like a guy will milk a cow almost, he also told me to slowly stoke his cock while he sucked. I was so turned on doing this it was making me quiver right away and I was dripping wet. I did not know why but the things I found repulsive to hear was being done to Rose was turning me on with Mark.

After a few minutes Mark asked me to let him nurse on me like I had full tits of milk and all. I looked at him and asked him if he was serious, he said just to try it and see how I felt. So I sat up, and swung around so I was sitting on edge of bed and he scooted over and rested his head in my lap. Before I could stop myself, I cradled his head and my breast just like I did when I breast fed. I kept changing nipples with him and was having little climaxes.

"Oh fuck, I can't take it dear, fuck me like the slut I am. Fuck my pussy now." I said to him as I rolled onto my back at the edge of the bed and spread my legs. He mounted me while standing at the edge and fucked me long and hard and filled my pussy to overflowing. It felt unbelievable because I kept squeezing my nipples like I was expressing milk and had my eyes closed with all sorts of images running through my mind. This was so frikkin weird and hot and wrong and I was so confused and pissed this was turning me on. I had never ever thought about this kinky shit ever before. Now I was.

We did not say anything at home for days. At work I noticed Terrence kept his distance but he would just smile now and then. Than about a month later I get sent to meet with a new client at the local airport hotel that is rated five stars. This guy is supposed to be a true high roller. Guess who is assigned with me, that's right Terrence. The up side is Lou was also sent with us. All things went well till lunch. The client had other plans and Lou was heading to the driving range to hit. So I was stuck with eating with Terrence.

"So Lynn, tell me what you think?"

"About what" I replied.

"You know what I am talking about, Lynn. You know what Rose is doing and all of what goes with it."

I thought for a few minutes and finally told him I was struggling with a couples things, with it but I guess it works. I was struggling with Rose saying there are many girls doing this and with the fact she is putting her body through the whole prego thing and willingly talking of doing it again and again if told to. Not if she wants to, but told to be breed as she put it. That he called her a cow and treated her like livestock at his house she said.

Well to a certain point she is treated like a breeding livestock as no clothing at the house no matter who comes over, she sleep in special arrange area befitting her status and her having to milk on a regular basis, he said in reply to my thoughts. Then he blew me away for the first time that day. He told me he was part of a small group of about 50 men from all backgrounds. Every single one had at least one breeder with them, several are married and the wife has agreed to be the breeder are allow the breeder in the house.

I sat there and stared at him with I am sure was a stunned look and a confused look and final whispered your shittin me, this really happens beyond you? He laughed and said that's okay, my next question will shock you even more. I stared at him.

"I spoke with Mark, yes I found out how to reach him, and told him I wanted you to be one of my cows, but not a live in cow. I feel you would be perfect. He told me you were turned on huge letting him nurse on your nipples."

I was so pissed hearing this I got up and walked out of the cafe and left him stuck with the bill and went back to the conference room and just sat even thought it was still another half hour till we resumed.

With five minutes to go, Terrence shows up and whispers he is sorry to piss me off but we need to finish this conversation and would like to treat for a evening meal this evening and to give Mark a call and make sure it is okay and to think on at least the dinner. I agreed to do at least that - think on it.

As the afternoon wore on and we got all the accounts set up I have to admit I kept thinking about it. Wondering how it felt to be bred, to be treated like livestock at times to be milked. I remember how it felt to simulate being nursed on as a prelude to sex and found myself wanting to get home and fuck and to be nursed on. I felt confused, dirt and like a sicko pervert. But my cunt was so so wet I was afraid it would show in my behavior.

I slipped Terrence a note that I would agree to at least hear him out but it wasn't going to every happen.

After the sessions I went out to the car and dumped my heels off. It was like 7pm. I went in looking for Terrence. I found him and Lou talking. Terrence came over said he thought we need to get Lou back to the office and we would go from there.

Worked for me.

I curled up in the backseat and napped the 45 minutes back to the Bank. I moved my stuff to my car and asked him where to meet. He suggested something simple like Denny's or IHOPS since they were both just a short distance away and on the way home for both of us. I told him I would see him at IHOPS and took off.

I had got a table in a quiet corner and was waiting when he came in. He sat down, sat his phone down and smiled at me. So you have been thinking about this haven't you was his opening to me. "You know it is not that bad for Rose. She wanted to just drop out of the rat race for a while. She wanted to experience having a kid but did not want to raise one and it was always a dilemma for her. Plus it meant having to be involved with someone for a while till she was preggers. I let her keep anything she earns from her milk, and she can take on part-time work if she wants."

"What about the livestock stuff?" I asked. I said this in a very harsh way it even surprised me. She said she had special sleeping area and that she was stripped of clothes and right's at home as she was nothing more that breeding stock.

Well yes it is that way in the house he admitted but it is not as bad as you make it sound. She has a stale and living area made in a room, it has her milking area, sleeping area. She does not get clothing at all when in the house and if guests come over that does not know about her station in the house she just goes to her room, gets dressed and come back out till they are gone. If they know she stays as she is.

"So what do you get out of it?"

"I get to feed my fetishes of owning a human cow, milking her, fucking her holes whenever I want and showing her off as her belly grows and then get to breed her again and do it all over. Plus like in your case you finally get to feel my big black cock and you have never had a big cock let alone a black one."

"So is it only black guys doing this and tell me more about your breeding parties. I am assuming they have to be parties to get her prego." I am deflecting something that has been making me nutz sitting across from him. I have lost my normal composure and hard line attitude towards men in general but Terrence in specific. I was wanting to know how it would be to feel him in me over and over till he got me pregnant. Also keep thinking about my milk coming in and belly getting bigger. I did love being prego.

Okay he said there are 50 of us like I said there are whites, blacks and a few Asian males. All the cows are white female except three whom are Asian. The requirement is to be affluent, be willing to pay the yearly dues, be vetted beyond any doubt so no psycho's get into the club. We spoke for a bit longer and he explain the breeding parties and how it could be anything from one on one to the whole group. Somewhere in there his phone got one or two text messages.

"So lets do this much for you tonight and you can than think about it. Let got out to my SUV, it has dark tinted windows and I will let you suck my cock dry and swallow my wonderfully large load."

"What the hell, do you think I will do that to my husband?" I was getting really pissed. He slide his phone over and there was Mark's number with a note for him to get me to suck his cock so Mark can enjoy me telling him all about it when I get home and he fucks me. I looked stunned, and I was instantly hot because the image of having him nurse on my tits while I tell him than fuck me popped right in my head. But, and a very big but here, I was extremely pissed than Mark made this arrangement without every talking to me. I hated being treated like I had no rights.

"You made that up" I whispered, he never would allow this. Terrence chuckled and then informed me that he had listen to the entire conversation. My phone bing's and a text pops up that said, Yes dear I have listen, yes dear suck his cock off so I can nurse tonight. Now I was really pissed and really tuend on and did not know which one to embrace, so I just stood up and stormed out to the parking lot to buy time and to calm down at what my hubby was doing.

Terrence followed me out and stood silently while I paced and blew steam. I finally pulled my phone out. I dial home.

"You are a fucking asshole and I hate you right now." I hung up and paced more.

Fine, let's go do this and get it over with. I said in my pissed off voice, while inside I was so excited I about wet myself. As we got out in the lot where he parked, really far edge of the parking lot, I noticed he was parked not very far from my car and that he was faced so no one could look in his front window. This was looking pretty good. He told me he was going to have us get in back seat so I went around to the passenger side of the SUV and got in the back seat. He started the thing up and let it start running the A/C. Turned on some mode music and crawled in back with me.

"Take my cock out slut so you know what will breed you when you decide to do this."

Mark must have told him I loved being called slut whore and cunt. That's it my cunt, take it out was next thing he said. I pulled out an already erect hard as a rock ten inch cock that my hand only went 2/3 of the way around. I was like in full lust but I wanted it in me, not sucking it. I started to stoke it though as it was only sucking he offered.

Terrence grabbed the back of my head by the hair and shoved my head down on his cock and told me to suck it you fucking whore that what you agreed to do and you hubby wants from you. With that he started stroking into my eagerly awaiting mouth. Each stroke went deeper.

That's it, now stick your tongue out on the bottom as far as you can and hold it there as I am going to fuck your throat a few strokes bitch. I was so wet now. I was like an animal and wanted to take it all in me. He went so deep I gagged and then lost my breath as it had gone into my actual throat and it caught me so by surprise I did not have a breath in me. He pulled out knowing this and let catch my breath and then did this again.

"I want you to take you slacks, panties and shoes off but you cannot stop sucking while you're doing this cunt."

I quickly start unhooking my slacks and then got my shoes off and slide my panties and slacks down. He groaned and said what did I tell you to do and slapped my ass hard. So I kicked them off the best way I could. He picked the up and tossed them clear to the back of the SUV. He stopped with just the head in my mouth and he told me to suck on the head really hard. I really was enjoying this. While I was doing this he told me to unbutton my top and then he shocked me he cut my bra off me and threw it in the back with the others and told me cows had to have their udders available I came with this all over his seats. It was a squirting, dripping cum.

I kept sucking on the head and he then stuff a finger in my asshole and start fingering me there and told me that would be Marks hole. That he got the other two holes until I was prego and then they both would use my ass. And mouth only till the baby was born. I was cumming again. He stop grabbed my head, held it still and started stroke deep into my mouth and down my throat final shooting his load into me. I sucked for all I was worth to get every last drop.

When he finished he reached across me opened the door and told me to leave. I glared at him and said clothes please. He said no cows do not need them leave. I was pissed and turned on again. I did not understand why, but I just grabbed my keys clicked the unlock and walk over to my car in only my shirt and it was completely unbutton. I was not embarrassed are ashamed of how I looked to those that saw me crawl into the car. I drove home ran into the house from the garage and into my hubbys arms and asked him to nurse and we played the rest of the night over and over I was so turned on.