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New (Old) Material 4 - Milking: with added Nurses!
🕑 Added 2022-03-04 16:28:29 +0000 UTC“I think a demonstration is in order,” said Anya, licking her lips.
“You’re right,” said Harmony. “Vikki, would you like to come here, please?”
Harmony turned to a short girl staffing a large bank of computer machinery over at the far side of the room and bade her over. Vikki approached. Anya saw that she had an astounding pair of knockers which dwarfed her own, or indeed those of any of the four of them stood around Jago As she joined them, it was easy to overlook the anticipation in Vikki’s bright, eager eyes because of the way in which her monumental boobs protruded so proud and invitingly on her chest. Anya looked over at Gemma and realised that it wasn’t difficult to imagine what she was thinking. Gemma caught Anya’s eyes and licked her lips. Both of them were looking forwards to sucking on Vikki’s bulging tits.
The humidity of the room and her proximity to so many hugely endowed and hard-muscled men all in attitudes of complete submission was sending sensual tingles deep into Anya’s pussy. She could feel hot cunt moistening, in tandem with the steadily proliferating globules of sweat that had begun to form on her tight flesh. Clarity, along with her identical twin sister Harmony, looked as ice-cool and composed as she ever did.
“Vikki,” said Clarity, “the milking facility has a pair of guests that have been instrumental in securing the presence of an additional producer for out pump room. We owe Anya and Gemma a great debt of thanks.”
“I was watching his entrance in the medical bay,” said Vikki, “he looks like a very worthwhile addition to be added to the stable here. Amazing potential. A truly prodigious squirter.”
“Well,” said Harmony, “we aim to impress them with what we have achieved here just as much. So we’re going to give them a look at Jago.”
“Very well,” said Vikki, and began to key in a number of co-ordinates on the controls of the compartment in which Jago was housed.
“What we want to do is give a demonstration of his abilities, which will be a fair reflection of what all our studs here are capable of. Would you be willing to participate in that demonstration?”
“I’d love to,” assented Vikki.
Immediately, to Anya’s surprise, Vikki pulled her tunic off over her head and laid it on the floor. Anya gasped at the inordinate dimensions of her breasts, noting not only the humongous size of the massive, tanned orbs, but also their sheer gravity defying buoyancy and their neat, near spherical shape. Except for a tight pair of black, shiny shorts that clung to her firm little buttocks and her long, knee-length boots, Vikki was now naked. Her long blonde hair reached all the way to an intricate tattoo on the small of her back. Anya guessed that she couldn’t have been much over five-feet tall. She was dwarfed by the four girls around her, and looked like a toy standing in front of Jago.
“We need to use Vikki because she’s the only one with the right assets to hold Jago nice and firm,” Harmony remarked.
At this, Harmony and Clarity each took hold of a side of the large tube that was currently connected to Jago’s groin. After each undoing a clasp, they lifted the long, flexible length away and pushed it to the side. When removed, it released Jago’s dick. Anya and Gemma gasped audibly in unison. The tube had been positioned vertically, so it was perpendicular to Jago’s torso. When Clarity and Harmony slid the tube upwards it revealed an expanse of tender pink cock flesh so thick as to be inconceivable. In terms of girth, Jago’s dick was as thick as Anya’s own thigh. And as the twins slid the sheath of tubing upward, is seemed never to end. Inch after inch of pulsating dick was revealed, until it seemed to Anya by stages ridiculous, then funny, and then frightening. Only when the tube had been removed up to his pectorals did the head finally appear. The tip of his penis reached nearly to his collarbone.
“Truly a marvel of modern genetics,” said Anya, approvingly.
Finally, the twins pulled the milking tube off the end of Jago’s dick accompanied with a noisy slurping sound of suction. Strings of cum clung to the open head of the tube at they pulled it away. Jago’s dick, was dripping with lubricant, cum, and other accumulated moisture, and throbbing spasmodically.
“At the last count, he was eighteen inches,” said Clarity. “They have tendency to get bigger…”
At this, the mammoth pillar of flesh peeled away slowly from Jago’s chest. Anya realised now why Vikki was there. As the enormous shaft fell forwards, she caught the pulsating meat expertly between her huge tits. It landed in that delectable valley with a loud wet slap. That was the base – the head of the cock smacked against Vikki’s cute face with dead weight power. Her features were all but obscured by the massive, throbbing cockhead. But so huge were her boobs that she kept the shaft neatly trapped between her bulging tits.
After a couple of seconds, the massive cockhead began to disgorge copious amounts of cum. Almost a steady, uninterrupted stream of semen began to flow from the dick. Like a fountain, the effects of Jago’s permanent orgasm began to tell. The smooth, thick, white liquid surged out of the shaft, drenching Vikki in wave after wave of creamy jizz. In seconds her hair had been saturated as pulses of liquid anointed the top of her head, spilling out over the blonde tresses that flowed down her back and dripping downwards in sticky ribbons onto her pert ass. Vikki’s hands were busy smearing rivulets of cum all over the slick, throbbing length. Her wide eyed enthusiasm was replaced by cum-slaked repletion as thick gooey streams found their way onto her face, dripping in long drops down her chin and all over her breasts. After thirty seconds, the poor girl’s torso was very nearly totally covered in Jago’s cum. After a minute of the awesome hosing, her whole body ran with it, so that steady steams of semen slithered uninterruptedly from her huge tits and chin, thoroughly plastering her belly, thighs and boots with the sticky paste. Not much could be made out from her face except a wicked, ecstatic smile, punctuated occasionally by a wildly licking tongue.
“We usually keep this as a treat,” said Harmony, “but in this case a demonstration was needed. Thank you Vikki.”
At this, Harmony and Clarity took hold of the slimy cockshaft and wrestled it – with much difficulty at its slipperiness – back into the tube, where it continued to pump copiously. Vikki stood in front of the four women, totally plastered from head to toe in hot dripping spunk. Her six-inch platform boots were half-way deep in a puddle of cum which sloshed as she shifted her position and turned towards Anya.
“Would you like a taste?” she said.
“I’d love to,” said Anya.
Vikki, currently blinded by cum, could do nothing more than hold her hand out in Anya’s general direction. As she did so, a long, looping tendril of spunk, one end connected to her huge, sticky boobs, the other to her hand, slithered off the end of her fingers. It dangled precariously, before dropping onto the floor and joining the puddle at her feet. Anya took her hand, and wrapped the remainder of the dripping cum stand around her fingers before holding it above her head and feeding it into her mouth.
“How does it taste?” said Gemma.
“See for yourself,” said Anya, and kissed her, feeding the jizz into her friend’s hot lips.
“Mmm…” Gemma purred, “I can never decide which tastes sweeter. You or the cum you feed to me.”
“Why don’t you have a taste test?” said Vikki, massaging the cum that had been sprayed on her into the tanned flesh of her enormous tits that jutted like torpedoes from her chest. They were a slut’s true source of ammunition and she turned them upon Anya and Gemma knowing that her firm melons would prove too succulent to resist, cumsoaked and gleaming in the dim light of the milking room. She luxuriated in the feeling of the cum, scooping up big cloying, sticky droplets in her fingers and rubbing it all over her gorgeous mounds. She was still blinking her eyes and attempting to clear her field of vision, but if was a forlorn hope, as creamy trails of jizz continued to sloppily pour from her forehead and hair. Her whole body was a alive with rivulets of spunk that poured all the way down to her knee-length boots.
Anya and Gemma could not resist the pretty cum-soaked vision, and Vikki held a hand under each of her tits, pushing them out for each of the girls to feast upon. The two girls wasted no time and commenced slurping and smacking their lips against Vikki’s titflesh, feeding greedily on the sticky streams of cum that had been slathered over her boobs. For her part, Vikki shrieked in pleasure at the tonguebath, revelling as Gemma and Anya’s tongues snaked over her sensitive nipples, giggling and gurgling with glee at the sheer volume of the creamy deposits that smothered her boobs. Anya looked up into Vikki’s face adoringly as a long, creamy ribbon of spunk slithered off the end of Vikki’s nose and dangled downward until it slid onto her own face. Vikki then summoned the last remains of cum from her mouth, and blew a stream of cum bubbles in Gemma’s willing mouth.
Anya and Gemma had become used to Jack’s monumental ejaculations by now, but even a single minute exposed to Jago’s explosive permanent orgasm had rendered Vikki as absolutely white as a sheet of writing paper. After they had got themselves thoroughly sticky, they realised that they had no earthly chance of being able to lick Vikki into an anything like clean state. Anya and Gemma regressed, as they so often did, into licking cum off each other lying in a puddle on the floor and searching for each other’s soft pussies. Once again, as it always did, decorum had deserted them when cum had been factored into the equation. For her part, Vikki turned and reported to Clarity and Harmony, smiling brightly now that her task had been accomplished.
“Well done, Vikki,” said Harmony, as she and her twin sister each groped one of her huge, cum-slick boobs, “you’ve outdone yourself. Don’t bother to get cleaned up properly. I’ll be joining you back at work presently, and I may want a little snack of my own.”
Clarity kissed he on the cheek, “well done, Vikki.”
As Vikki walked away, cum still smeared on her hair and all over her asscheeks glinting off the light, Harmony noticed a small pearl of cum that was suspended from her sister’s lips, which she had inadvertently picked up from Vikki’s face.
“You’ve got a little bit of something, sis,” she murmured absentmindedly as Clarity watched Gemma and Anya collect themselves, still cleaning bits of cum from each other’s bodies. Harmony carefully collected the cumdrop with her finger and attached it to her own lips, so that the sisters were connected at the mouth by a slender rope of jizz. Both appreciated the symmetry. Both of them watched Gemma and Anya cavort with each other, the strand of cum hanging from the corner of Harmony’s mouth to the bottom of Clarity’s lower lips.
“What are we going to do with these two?” Harmony said, causing the slender thread to jump up and down between their faces.
“Hard to say. We could ask them to join us. Or we could exterminate them.”
A this, the strand of jizz broke between their faces, and hung down limply from each's lips, dangling dead weight.
After the session in the milking room, Clarity led Anya and Gemma back outside, through the Succubi holding cells and back into the main complex to see how Jack’s recovery was going. Clarity wanted to take the girls straight to their room for the night to allow Jack to rest and recuperate, but Anya was adamant that she wanted to see Jack one last time before the day was out. When they got back to the infirmary, it was obvious that the last thing Jack was doing was resting.
He was lying upright in his bed with a brunette nurse on each side of him. Each of them had a hand under the white bedsheet and was obviously massaging him gently. For his part, Jack had a sovereign hand on each girl’s tanned asscheeks and was caressing the pair of delectable behinds with great pleasure. The girls were softly tongue kissing each other above Jack’s recumbent body underneath them and began moaning into each other’s mouths when Jack slipped an index finger into each of their moist pussies. He had minimal difficulty in doing this because neither of them was wearing any panties and their tight white PVC nurses uniforms were practically non-existent, riding up high over their buttocks when they bent over the bed. The tent underneath the bedsheet provided by Jack’s enormous hardon was absolutely immense. Anya and Gemma gathered on either side of Clarity at the foot of the bed.
“How are you feeling now, Jack?” said Anya.
“Hi girls,” said Jack, suppressing a low groan of pleasure, “I’m feeling pretty good.”
“They certainly look like they’re taking good care of you,” said Gemma.
“I’m confident I’ll make a swift recovery,” Jack replied through clenched teeth, as the ministrations of the nurses began to grow more intense under the bedsheet.
“You’re in very good hands,” added Clarity.
“They say I might even be up and about tomorrow,”
“Well,” Clarity continued, “I hope you will be. We have lots planned for you here, and we expect an awful lot from you,”
“Happy to co-operate, agent Clarity,” said Jack, “I’ve got a lot to give.”
Anya and Gemma smiled at each other, knowing what was coming. Jack grunted heavily, then arched his back under the bed as the nurses struggled to jerk off his mighty prick. Their hands lurched up and down under the bedsheet, their eyes ablaze with pleasure and delight as Jack suddenly came. The force of his ejaculation was so intense that the first blast of sperm blew the bedsheet clean off his body, catapulting away it as though a solid missile was projecting behind it.
The bedsheet shot through the air and flew over Clarity at the foot of Jack’s bed, covering her up like a fancy-dress ghost. The two shocked nurses, wild-eyed, continued to jerk off Jack’s dick in unison, coaxing copious blasts of jizz out that spurted directly into the air. They then tried to catch them as they fell to earth, sticking their tongues out to catch the warm, white rain that cascaded down on them. A couple of blasts squirted directly against the ceiling and hung stickily down like cobwebs, but by the far the majority jetted upwards a mere eight feet into the air and described a parabola, splattering messily against wherever the nurses managed to catch them. One of them caught a proud splash on her divine buttocks, while the other shrieked loudest with joy when a huge wad splattered against her boobs down her open jacket.
As the nurses luxuriated in the aftermath of the cumshower and Clarity took the sheet off her head, Anya took a stack of disposable tissues and began to dab the cum off Jack’s chest. “Messy boy,” she said.
Clarity, glaring in annoyance, demanded that everyone got out of the room and left Jack to himself for a while, calling the nurses out as well. Anya gave Jack a final kiss as they departed.
After the women had gone, jack continued to use handfuls of the tissues to clean himself up. As he got halfway down the stack, he noticed one had writing on it, and held it up to read.
It said ‘YOU ARE IN DANGER HERE. BE CAREFUL. ANYA’
