It all started by accident. I started taking some medication, only it had an unforseen side effect.
I began lactating. Embarrassing at first. Mainly because the patches on my shirts. But soon I started to express and then pump to get rid of it, then donating it to the local hospital. They were glad for the help.
I enjoyed lactating. Looking up nursing online I discovered adult nursing fetish groups.
Joining a couple, I took a chance and offered to sell bags of milk. An unemployed college student living alone, the cash would help a lot.
Within minutes one guy brought all my bags I had stored,
His profile was set to private, so I couldn't see anything. But he did get a local courier to pick it up.
I started my stock again, not really expecting to hear from him again.
I was about to start a much needed pump when a knock sounded at the door. Not expecting anyone. I went to the door expecting people spreading the word of God, they came at least once a week trying to convert me.
Opening the door my eyes widened. It wasn't the religious folk.
It was the devil. Entrepreneur, the city's most eligible bachelor and the mayor's son, Jared Gately.
Sexy as sin, with jet black hair neatly slicked back and bright baby blue eyes, he towered over me, staring down at me.
"Yes? Hmmm... Can I help you?" I asked dumbly, unsure what to say to the wet dream stood in front of me.
"Cindy Smith?" He said my name. I thought I'd melt.
"Can I come in? I have something to talk to you about."
"Yes," I say a little too fast and step a side.
Leading him into the kitchen offer him a drink.
"Actually, that is why I am here."
I looked at him confused now.
"I recently purchased some very special items from you."
It took me a moment. "I've only sold..." My eyes widen. No way! Everyone's wet dream, Jared Gately has my milk!
"Do you want your money back?" I asked worried. Truth was I didn't have it. I used it to pay bills.
"No. I am here for more."
"Yes, it's gone. I need more."
"But you only recieved it a couple of days ago. It should have lasted at least the week," I say in shock.
"You are single, no children, correct?"
"Yes, but why do you wish to know?" I ask confused.
"I'm curious how you started lactating."
I give him the quick version.
"I want to make you an offer." He was sat beside me. So close I could smell his expensive cologne.
"Move in with me. You can continue college and I'll take care of all your needs. Financial and otherwise."
"You will nurse me."
My mouth fell open and he looked down at my breasts.
"You're leaking. Let me..." Before I knew what was happening, he had my breasts out and was suckling on my nipple.
"Oh my..." A moan escaped my mouth. Using one hand to massage my breast, he moved the second into my pants.
"Jared..." I moan his name as he slipped a finger between damp lips.
He didn't stop stroking me to orgasm or suckling until he had emptied both breasts.
Pulling his fingers out and licker them clean. "I wonder if all of you tastes good." A second later his mouth was on mine.
His tongue invaded my mouth, tasting me. I couldn't believe how forward he was.
"You taste like honey, princess."
Fuck, he was turning me on.
"Move in with me?"
"I..." I was so tempted to say yes. "But we know nothing about one another." Well, I knew stuff but only what the media say.
"I know about you and what we don't we'll learn."
"But-" He pressed hid finger to my lips, silencing me.
"Give me a week trial. If you wish to return home afterwards, you can."
I can't believe it but I agreed.
"We will have to make a schedule," He told me as I packed a bag for the week.
"Can I ask a question, Mr Gately?"
"Call me Jared or daddy when we're alone."
I felt my cheeks heat up. "Daddy..." I blush. "Do you do this often? I mean, invite women to nurse and live with you."
He smiled. We were in his car now and his driver was driving, but the privacy screen was up. "I was a sickly child. After some research my parents discovered breast milk had healing properties. They would buy bags for me. But even when I was well I found myself wanting it." He looked at me amused.
"I guess you could say I was an addict. I've been drinking human milk for years and a couple of times from the breast. But no, I've never had someone live with me," He admitted.
"But then I brought your milk. It was so good I had drank it within the first day. It is a bonus that you are beautiful and very sweet. I'm not going to lie, I will have sex with you. But I won't force you."
"You want have sex with me?" I say dumbly.
"Yes. I am extremely attracted to you."
A short drive later and we pulled up in front of a beautiful modern mansion.
"Isn't this your parents house?" I had seen it in a magazine article.
"No, but they live next door. We are a very close family."
Walking me into the house, he showed me around the house before showing me my room.
"You'll have your own room. But don't be expecting to sleep in here much." He lead me into the room across the hall.
"This is my room. You'll be sleeping in here. That way I can suckle your breasts as you sleep."
Wow, he's obsessed.
"What if I get a boyfriend?"
His expression darkens. "You won't date. While you are in this house you are mine and mine alone."
He didn't go into it properly. Instead he started to strip me and then himself.
"You're not a virgin, are you?" He stroked his huge veiny cock as he stated at me like a starving animal.
"I had sex once, a drunken mistake when I was sixteen."
"That's a shame," He said moving closer and kissing my jar up to my mouth before carrying me to the bed.
"You want me too, don't you, Princess?" He stroked his finger up my slit as he kissed down my body to my breasts.
"Yes, yes, I want it, Jared."
He pinched my clit making my squeal.
"No, try again."
I thought again what I said. "Daddy?" He smirked and latched on my nipple. "I want you, please."
He know aim and slowly he entered me.
I winced and he stopped. "Do you want me to stop, princess?"
I shook my head. "No, you're just much bigger than my first." He slowly pulled his cock out and smiled.
"I see. He was so small he didn't even break your sweet pussy in properly." He show me the little blood on his shaft.
"This is perfect." Slowly he rocked inside of me, drinking from me the whole time.
It drove me wild. Expressing always made me horny. But having a sexy man suckling me and fucking my pussy, I was screaming in orgasm twice before he came.
We quickly set the routine. Since he did most his business from home and had managers running his companies, we weren't under many restrictions.
He'd drive and pick me up from college, then drive us to a deserted road where he would take me there and then.
We'd spent almost all their time together, minus the little time I spent at college. Even when he worked I would be with him doing my college work.
My clothes and personal items lived in her bedroom, I didn't. I would sleep with him every night.
The trial week had long since passed and I had given up my apartment the first week.
I thought of him as my boyfriend. We were always kissing, hugging and having sex.
He was insatiable. Not too mention how caring he was with me.
He was always telling me how much he loved my body and attitude, everything about me. How I was special to him. I thought it meant he loved me.
"Sorry, princess, I have an important late business meeting," He told me pulling on his smart but causal outfit.
"Don't worry, Princess. I'll only be a couple of hours. Back in time to see to my girl." I smiled giddy at the comment.
He kissed me and a minute later he was gone.