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(MF, size, lac, exh, preg) *** Hi, my name is Vera and I'm 28 years old. I live in Prague and have a daughter and I am happily married. That is, I have been happily married for five years, but lately some embarrassing things have happened and that's what I want to tell you about now. I have recently given birth to my sweet baby, Zdenka. I'm breast feeding her, and I have a copious quantities of milk. Zdenka eats only about a quarter of it, and it would be a shame to waste it, so I milk it into bottles and I deliver it to a mother-milk bank every two days. One trouble is, well, was, that giving milk makes me horny. At first I was horrified; how can I get horny by my suckling sweet angel. She is such an innocent darling, but then I've found (in Google, what else?) that the same hormones are involved in both lactating and fucking, and the poor brain just gets confused. And I was horny to begin with. After the birth, the obstetrician in the hospital told us, my husband Zdenek and I, to refrain from sex for three months. Three months! I was horny even then, not having had sex for almost all the last month of pregnancy! But Zdenek, my husband, he always said that it was for my good, to prevent contamination, like the doctor had said. He is such a straight laced engineer! Anyway, a month after the birth I was feeling that I was going to explode. To be closed at home with nothing to do, and to get titillated every two hours, without means to get off. Screw that damned obstetrician! Let herself go three months without sex, the horny bitch! Anyway, luckily my mom was there to help me out with Zdenka, so after about a month of staying jailed at home, I declared to my hubby that from that day on I would go and delver the milk myself. It would get me a two hours' respite going there and back on the Metro. And so I did. On Monday I took the full bottles of milk to the milk-bank, on the other side of the city. On the way back it was a rush hour and the train was congested. Suddenly I felt some man pressing against me, against my ass. I tried to move forward 'but the bastard moved with me. You can understand my state of mind, that I haven't turned around and slapped him, but on the contrary, I thought, "What the fuck, let me enjoy at least! Nothing can happen in this crowd, anyway..." I may have even wiggled my ass a little... and then I felt something big and hard poking into my behind! "It can't be a penis, " I thought, "it's too big and hard!" I tried to turn back and see, but the train was too congested. So I reached back and grab-hold: WOW! It was the biggest cock that I had ever met, and it was now throbbing, hot and hard, in my hand! It went through me like a bolt. I got hot, flushed, my knees wobbled and I moaned. The bastard, whoever he was understood my predicament and raised the hem of my skirt. Yes, I wore a skirt. During pregnancy I gained a lot weight and my previous pants wouldn't fit me, and the pregnancy pants are fit for clowns, not for wearing by a hot chick. Well, that's what I liked to think of myself. Before the pregnancy I was 1. 67 m high and 60 kg and I had a quite nice pair of boobs. Now they were enormous, swollen and puffed by all that milk and my ass grew also enormous, but it would all come off, wouldn't it? So it being summer, I was wearing a blue skirt with white big polka dots, and a light blue blouse. Well while I’m at that I may add that though I'm not extraordinarily pretty, but I'm definitely not ugly and many men turn to look after me when I pass them on the street. So the bastard was lifting the hem of my skirt, exposing my ass, and instead of being shocked, scream or something like that, it made me rather horny-as if a I haven't been before! I began to get wet. Then I found another thing about lactating: it worked both ways. I mean, not only that I got horny when nursing, when I got horny I started to leak milk. So I was now leaking from both my ends, my heart went thumping wildly, my knees turned into jell-and the huge cock went and placed itself between my thighs! I skipped a few heartbeats, my breath turned rugged and noisy and. . I would have let him fuck me there and then, in public, but then we arrived at my station. I was saved. I let the stream of the crowd carry me away and I walked as in a dream. And then I felt a hand on the small of my back pressing against me. My legs stopped obeying me and have gone under the control of that hand, which directed them to the men's public toilets. Even now I can smell the stench of the place, the look of the amazed crowd of men, the row of men's back at the wall- only now that I'm reliving the situation I've realized the they were peeing! The owner of the mighty cock, for it was he who led me there, pushed me into an empty cubicle. Right away he slammed me into the wall, raised my skirt and pulled off my pants, and before I could even register it, he was inside me. Oh the feeling! I had yearned so long for a cock in my cunt and now I had a King Kong inside! God it was awesome! I began rocking on the monstrous cock, moaning and squealing and then the rocking turned into hard heaves and I stopped breathing-at least it felt like that, I was so short of breath and I went off, spraying come juices from my vagina and milk spray from my breast. My conqueror has come too, sending loads and loads of hot wet spunk into my open womb, roaring and yelling. Oh, that was awesome! When he spun me around, the yet unknown man had first noticed my dripping breast. He cried out loudly. "Jesus, what a beauty!" and he buried his face in them, opening my shirt and pulling up my nursing bra down. It made me horny once again and I started moaning and heaving, and had he continued with it, I would have come once again, but after about a minute of suckling and munching my nipples he stopped, pushed me on the seat and said that we should get done, shoving his huge, now only half erect cock into my face. I tell you, I've never seen such a cock, except perhaps in porn videos. What a monster! All pink, with a dark red huge mushroom of a head, It makes me wet even recalling it. I couldn't get it into my mouth, so big it was. The man must have misinterpreted my hesitation, because he said, "Don't worry, I'm healthy as an horse!" I quipped back, "And you're certainly hung like one. " I started to lick that royal cock from the soft, burning red mushroom to the hairy base, with its two round companions. OH it was delicious! I love to suck cock, and Zdenek even used to say that he wasn't sure what he preferred, fucking me or having me sucking him. Anyway, he tasted of my juices, and I love the taste, and a tinge of salty men's spunk with a special tasty tinge. I licked him dry, getting so horny, that I would have liked a second round, but he said, "You should arrange yourself a little. Your shirt is quite a mess. Would you like mine? Oh and by the way my name is Vlad. " "Mine is Vera, " I replied. "It is very gentlemanly of you to suggest it, but it'll be much easier to explain a dirty blouse to my husband than a strange men's shirt. " After rearranging myself we left the cubicle. All the men's eyes were on me, drilling into my tits and ass. But Vlad was very gentlemanly and escorted me out of the station. We parted on the street. *** Zdenek wasn't at home when I returned but mom was. Even before she saw the messed up blouse she said that I was a tramp and a slut and where I was messing around living my little baby hungry, and don't ask what she added when she saw the state of my clothes. But I didn't heed her and went straight to suckle my sweetheart. OOH, she ate so much and was so happy, my little darling! And I had ample amount of milk, my lately escapades not withstanding! Yes her suckling did make me horny and I went from her straight into the bathroom and rubbed myself to an orgasm, fantasizing on Vlad's cock. The next day I couldn't hold still. At noon, about the time I had met Vlada, I left the house, after preparing and adorning myself. I wore a red, short skirt and a matching blouse, half see-through one. I perfumed myself, especially down there, in my crotch-thinking that perhaps I would be lucky, and yes, I wore no panties. Mom grumbled when she saw that I was leaving house again, but I retorted that if it was too hard on her, I could hire another babysitter, and that shut her up. She adored little Zdenka, almost as much that I did. It took me two round trips in time metro, up and down across the city, until I felt Vlad's hand on my ass again. And Vlad's cock. I twirled my ass and again almost fainted. It sent bolts of fire down into my crotch, heat waves up to my face and fluttering in my heart and my belly. OH GOD, what a feeling-one needs to be a poet to do it justice... When we dismounted the car and let the crowd carry us again, Vlad's hand directed me again to the men's toilet-only this time, at the last minute I took control and turned to the door opposite-the ladies room. There was the inevitable line in front of the cubicles, but we crushed the line and entered the one that opened that moment, disregarding the angry screams and curses. Vlad tried to bend me over the sink, but I pushed him away, straight on the seat, straddled him and rode that magical staff. Oh, how can I describe it? I was in heaven, riding on cloud nine! How big it was, and how well it filled my aching cunt... I started moving up and down, slowly at first delighting in the fullness and the feeling of being stretched to the maximum. Quickly the pace increased, when the fuck sensations overtook me and I started to fuck in earnest screaming and yelling, and I came in a crash. And all that time Vlad's face was buried in my chest, munching my big, swollen tits and spraying milk like a fountain. This time it was his shirt and jacket that got messy, my blouse, being half see-through didn't. I giggled, that is after I gained my breath again, and said that I would suggest him my blouse but that I was afraid that this would caused more commotion that his stained shirt. He just laughed, and shoved his dripping cock into my face, and I delightfully licked it clean. I was ready for another round but then I begun to register the banging on the door and the angry shouts from outside. Hastily arranging ourselves opened the door to face an angry, shouting crowd of women. They called me "slut!" and "whore!" and "shame on you," and whatnot. But then Vlad did something unbelievable: he pulled out his huge cock and waved it threateningly on the crowd. You should see the response! Some cried out and covered their eyes, some screamed, some licked their lips, but all of them made way and we walked out of the toilet through a suddenly quiet crowd. On the street we parted with along and fervent kiss, and I walked back home as if in a dream. That night I woke three times to masturbate. I came to realize that I was hooked, addicted, and that I was being unfair to my husband - he should enjoy me, not some Vlad-type that I didn't know at all! Well, riding the metro for three hours, trying to figure out what said Vlada to no avail possibly helped me get this insight. Anyway, I decided to put an end to the affair, but I felt that I had to part from Vlad in a respectable way. The day after I reserved a room in an hotel above the metro station, and went out hunting for Vlad. I pocketed him on the first ride, and the same well known bolts went through me when he pressed against me, saying, "I missed you a lot, yesterday." "I did miss you too," I replied He pulled out his cock pressing my ass against him. So, pressing, almost sticking together we went through the crowd in the metro station. Don’t even ask how I felt! All my insides were turning upside down. I was boiling hot, my knees were shaking and I scarcely could walk, but I kept to my plan. Vlad wondered when I went past the toilets, out of the station, but relaxed when he felt me pulling him to the elevator. When we entered our room, we fucked like animals, like possessed. We were fucking, with his huge cock spearing my womb even before we hit the bed. After we satisfied our first hunger, we fucked at a more civilized way- naaa, what am I babbling! We continued to fuck like animals in heat. I rode his may-pole to heaven, squealing and screaming and yelling, and he hammered me into the bed with such force that I thought he would nail me onto it. He rode my tits, spraying huge amounts of milk as lubricant, and rode my back –in the right entrance, he was too big for ass fucking- with my udders bouncing and waving, spraying milk all over the bed. -what a mess we left!- We had sex spooning and he filled my mouth with sperm, when I succeeded sucking him, in short we did it in every way we could think of. I had thought, at first, that our sexcapade would take an hour or so, actually it took over three hours, and don't ask what mom called me when I got home. I can't complain, I deserved it. But I made it up to Zdenek, my husband, that week end. Not that it was an easy job to persuade him! He was reluctant at first, my husband, saying that it was dangerous for me. That the obstetrician had said to refrain from sex for three months-Three months!- and hardly one month had passed etc. I prevailed in the end. I had practically to rape him to get our sex but then he fucked me thoroughly, all the weekend. But he made me promise that we will go to my gynecologist that week, to see if any damage was done- had he known what size I had got in me!- so we went to see him the next Tuesday. My gynecologist had his office across the town, in fact near to the milk bank. Zdenek joined me in the examination, and the old doctor wasn't very happy to hear from him that we already had sex. Then he examined my vagina and womb with that tube of his. It made me horny and I had to bite my lip not to squeal. Mind you, he shoved a long, warm tube in and out of my vagina-like what that sound to you? !-Exactly! He looked and probed for quite a time, but in the end he said to me that he didn't see anything wrong, but that he would like to see me the next week too-ostensibly to make sure that I got no infection, but I bet that he had quite a good time fucking me with that tube. Anyway I went to see him the next week, and has told me that I was fine but that he thought that I was pregnant. He wasn't sure, he said, the old lecher, he had to examine me again the following week. Yes, I was pregnant, and it was quite a surprise for me. I didn't expect to get pregnant so soon after the birth, with all that lactating and so-but I kept the fetus. It was on the third or fourth visit –yes, fourth I think, for I had sex with the good doctor that time- as I was going out of the building of the clinic who do I see?! Vlad! It was as if a bolt hit me. It made me all hot and horny at once, and I think that it was the same for him too, since he grabbed my hand and pulled me into some cabinet for brooms, mops etc. Even before he had time to answer my question, what he was doing there, my legs were wrapped round his hips and his huge cock was speared into my cunt. OH! He could hardly answer, since we used all the breath that we could spare for fucking. It was awesome! We fucked, with my head on some broom and some mop sticking into my but for stormy ten minutes or so and then we both came with a gusto. After we regained our breath it turned out that he had his office on the third floor, and since we were all messed up, our shirts and his jacket drenched by my milk and his sweat, we went there to wash and dry them. It took nearly two hours to dry my blouse, and being without our shirts, we spent them well... *** Since then we, Vlad and I, had stormy sex every week or so. What can I say-call it karma, call it fate, it was probably preordained that we would be sex partners. And we had the perfect cover-up, which the good old doctor readily gave us - he got a good lay every now or then, Yes, I did fuck him. As they say - In for a sheep, in for a lamb as well - and he did use his cock well, I must admit! PS. By the time the story gets sent to Kristen's, I had given birth to a sweet baby boy, Vojtech. The obstetrician - yes the same old bitch – has told me that he has an exceptionally big pecker, but that I needn't worry, it meant nothing and would probably mend with time. Well... END * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than a trusted partner. 4-million people around the world contract HIV every year. You only have one body per lifetime, so take good care of it! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Kristen's collection - Directory 84