Page 98 of M!lked For His Pleasure

I winced at the heat of it, but then groaned as I sank down into the water and let it envelop me in its stinging embrace.

Who was behind the cameras that had been installed in my room? There was one in the bathroom, too… I stared up at it and watched its blinking red light.

Pervert.

But who was watching?

The doctors? Probably not. They only cared about my milk production. So it had to be someone else.

Maybe it was one of the corporate suits who watched from behind the glass wall during the milkings…

Was he powerful? Definitely. Rich? Probably.

I laid my head against the back of the tub and closed my eyes as my mind began to drift once again.

Alien or not, what I really wanted to know was whether the man behind the cameras was at least handsome.

My tits were heavy even in the hot water and my pussy was slick as I pressed my thighs together. I reached down and began exploring my own folds and crevices.

What would he look like? This watcher… Was he watching now?

I smiled as my fingers skimmed over my clit. It was hard with my unspent arousal and I felt it throb with my racing pulse. I squeezed it between my finger and thumb as I shut my eyes and imagined the watcher’s face. The sharpness of his cheekbones, the soft swell of his full lips, and the intensity of his dark, soulful eyes.

I envisioned his arms wrapped around me, his hands would stroke my sides before they ran down my hips and grabbed my ass in a firm grip that would make me yelp in a mixture of pleasure and pain.

The vision in my head was so powerful that my long-awaited orgasm swept over me.

My pussy clenched and my body shook as I moaned and bit my lip to stifle a scream. I grabbed a long, smooth piece of soap and began rubbing my body with it, massaging my sensitive skin. I pressed my tits together, lubricating them with the soap and the milk that leaked from my hardened nipples.

I could just imagine his hands on my breasts, squeezing them and kneading them as he suckled at my swollen teats. I rubbed my free hand over my nipples and pinched them hard as I imagined what my mysterious lover would do to me.

I arched my back and spread my legs, opening my pussy to my invisible lover as my fingers worked feverishly over my clit while my climax roared in my veins.

I held my breath, shut my eyes and imagined his hands on my ass, slapping it.

"Fuck me," I moaned. "Give me the fucking I've been craving."

I pulled my hand away from my breasts and slid it between my legs. As one hand worked my clit, I pushed the fingers of my other hand into my eager pussy and then teased at my asshole.

"Oh... yes," I moaned. "I love that. I love that so fucking much."

I pressed my thumb into my asshole as I worked my pussy with my fingers, twisting and pumping them in and out of my cunt.

My breasts ached as I fucked myself at a frenzied pace, chasing the climax that I wanted. The one that would make me see stars and beg for more.

I wanted my ass slapped. I wanted to be called a filthy whore… I wanted it all. The thought of my alien lover abusing me for my own pleasure and turning me into his fuck toy only made me moan louder.

“Yeess,” I moaned as my pussy clenched around my fingers. I pushed my thumb deeper into my ass and then gasped as my orgasm crashed over me, becoming more intense with each passing second. Water splashed onto the tiled floor, but I didn’t care. This was fucking heaven.

I pulled my fingers out of my pussy and shoved them into my mouth, tasting the sweetness of my body on my digits as I moved my other hand slowly over my clit, drawing out my pleasure.

I pushed my breasts together and licked at my hard nipples, tasting the strange tang of my milk on my tongue.Why did they value this fluid so much?

My pussy was on fire, the heat was so intense, I thought I was going to burst into flames. But it was a good feeling. A satisfying feeling.

Finally.

I could have cried.

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