Lounging for Fun
Copyright© 2010 by Goldfisherman
Chapter 5: Learning from the kids
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 5: Learning from the kids - A young woman seeks adventures in the sex trade industry and is encourage and supported by her mother.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/ft Ma/ft mt/Fa ft/ft Teenagers Consensual Romantic Heterosexual Fiction Zoophilia Sharing Incest Mother Father Daughter Cousins Uncle Niece Nephew Grand Parent InLaws BDSM Gang Bang Group Sex Orgy Polygamy/Polyamory Swinging Interracial Black Male White Female White Couple Anal Sex Analingus Bestiality Cream Pie Double Penetration Fisting Food Squirting Big Breasts Body Modification Needles Public Sex Size Small Breasts Nudism Prostitution
“Take me you fool!” I said as I pulled him to me on the bed. He was very good. He supplied me with my first harvesting tube and I filled it taking another as we walked downstairs. I arrived in the back yard by the pool as his 2 nephews came running up.
Andy grinned at me and I told them I was ready to go for another ride with them, one at a time. I filled one tube with their combined donation. I cleaned up in both orifices and put some more of the anal med up my anus and some sex ointment in my vagina.
The boys offered to mind the dog leash if I wanted a dog. We walked to the kennel with me holding their leashes. I was ready for the boxer I took first. He was bigger than the one I had taken day before yesterday. His knot was in me by the third time he pushed after it was out of his sac. We had a very good time. I pushed back right away and the overflow went straight into the jar that Andy’s nephew was holding. I had 2 orgasms. After a half hour he was able to pull out without too much discomfort and I finished filling the jar.
I asked for another dog the same size or maybe a little bigger. The boys grinned and brought back another slightly bigger but shaggier. He went right to it as well. His knot was not enlarged yet when I felt it inside and swelling. It was definitely bigger. I looked down and could see the outlines of it hitting just above my belly. It was definitely pressing the top of my womb. Stretching it with each stroke. I had 3 orgasms this time. Surprisingly I was not tired but still very aroused when I finished with this dog.
“Another again!” I told the boys.
This one was a beautiful Afghan hound. He was already sticking out and his huge knot exposed. I nodded and he mounted me hitting my vulva with his knot 5 times before it went in. He was through my Cervix before his knot was in. His knot filled my vagina and was stretching my cervix. I pushed when his precum started flowing but he was wedged tight. This dog gave me a real workout. He was filling me and I felt like I was ready to burst. Only a very fine trickle escaped for the longest time but I was filled as far as I thought before a steady stream began pouring into the jar. One of the boys said that it would have been a good idea to stick in a catheter for this one. The other commented that I would need on the on the bridal shower ride, and for the other women that might be first timers.
This hound took 45 minutes and filled a jar and a half.
“Do you have another one like this one?” I asked.
The oldest one who was Daisy’s brother said one more. The other said he would put a drain catheter in for this one.
I just laid there for a moment with my legs spread and his hand went straight into me with the tubing. I was well stretched but felt so good!
Out came the nephew with a fresh mount for me. A St. Bernard.
I asked if it was too hot for him and the nephew said that he was acclimatized and was well trimmed and groomed.
I prepared to be mounted. I was and he was very large. His knot went in eventually. I definitely stretched again. I was penetrated almost to my diaphragm. I knew that if I could take this hound I could take a horse.
I did not have a normal orgasm this time, I was getting too exhausted. He was done in 20 minutes. I felt the jar slip into my vagina and then I heard several claps of hands.
It looked like the whole family had seen me taking the huge dog on my hands and knees.
Andy was there to help me up hugging me and giving me a very comforting kiss. I still had the neck of the sample jar inside me. The jar was full. We walked back to the house with the jar still dangling between my legs. I had a grip on it.
I sat down where the boys could finish filling another jar of dog cum.
Andy and I prepared to have dinner alone after taking a turn in the spa and rinsing me out thoroughly.
“I see what you mean about the high testosterone effects. I feel positively fantastic. I don’t know if it was the yogurt, the Ice cream or the milk, but I feel like I am ready to go forever.”
“Yes you will feel that way, but you will fall asleep just like you did after breakfast. You will dream fantastic and erotic dreams, waking fully refreshed when you are done. Living around here in this environment you will never be kept awake troubling over things that cannot be taken care of quickly and with just a little forethought.”
“I certainly hope so and I promise that I will do anything possible for me to continue to help provide and support it.” I gave him another loving embrace. My body and mind are his for the using.
Dinner was served and I found I was famished. I asked Andy if all the women ate like pigs here?
He told me they did but burned it off very quickly. Most of the women from the time they turn 16 here burn almost 5,000 calories a day. This is nearly as much as a working pro football player. What fat they eat, for the most part, is routed to the milk they produce. You will be lactating before the wedding if you continue and have your implant removed.
I looked at my breasts and the telltale marks of all the needles were gone. They did feel something like I used to feel when my period was close before the implant though.
I mentioned it to Andy and he said that is the hormones jumping through the roof and they would be a little sore until I started lactating. Once I started harvesting from them. They would feel fine unless I did not milk them at least a couple of times a day.
“I have not seen any of the other women doing it.” I said.
“They do it at family meals in the dining room. We have breast pumps for them at every meal. We also have them in the cars and the airplane. Which reminds me Donald will be here tomorrow morning. He is really excited about meeting your mother.”
I chuckled. “That will be really interesting. My mother meeting a widower after all these years and them falling for reach other. As far as I can remember she has always been a real wildcat, when she gets close to a man I think she ought to like. In the past though, they turned out to be complete frauds and drunks or junkies. At least the only addiction I have seen around here is sex, and that has been pretty much universal with consideration.”
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