The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Barbie and Tommy returned to his training in the gift shop but Barbie was filled with remorse. Barbie could gather her thoughts much better now that her needy, milky tits had been drained so thoroughly. She could again focus on her Lord and she was very aware that she had betrayed his wishes and succumbed into wanton lust. She again wore her overcoat, which was so necessary to cover her thin, braless halter top underneath. Tommy lacked his undies and his rather large cock was again feeling rather randy yet both of them felt so very remorseful.

Barbie said, “Why don’t we pray for forgiveness for we have sinned?” Tommy was happy to oblige her and wondered if he would ever gain control of himself for he wanted to be deserving of being a pious man of the house some day. He felt that he too was straying away from the words of the Lord.

Neither of them fully appreciated what was going on inside their bodies. Having drunk so much of young Barbie’s milk, the size of Tommy’s erections had grown significantly. When he was fully erect his cock would actually rise out above the waistline of his pants. If he dared to not wear a shirt in such instances, he would surely moisten his navel with his cock’s precum. Yes, he now could sport a mighty erection and what was worse was that he really needed to masturbate 2 or 3 times at the end of his day just to calm down his overflowing libido. He either had to rely on some lurid wet dreams or the use of his own strong hands or else he had to sin again. Something he was very reluctant to do.

Barbie, on the other hand, was producing an overabundance of milk without ever having been pregnant. Gosh, she was only 18 years old after all. All this was due to that lactation milk that Chris had given her. The last time she tried to relieve herself she became so stimulated that she had not one, but two intense orgasms, all at her own hands, and it was still not enough to satisfy the needs of her engorged tits. As she extracted her own milk her lust built so much that she had to attend to her pussy and that only ended up in a wonderful orgasm but her breasts remained mostly full. What a dilemma she was in.

Luckily her breasts took two days to build up to such a distracting level but the bottom line was that she needed a man to suck on her to drain her dry and put her on a manageable level. Of course, no man could suck on such soft, full, firm tits like hers without needing to have his Johnson serviced; without wanting to thrust their hard cocks into one of her holes. That, of course, meant that she was forced to participate in carnal sex even if her mind told her it was a terrible sin.

Of course, part of her was a horny young lass who truly enjoyed an intense orgasm, yet she was strong willed and devoted to a church that she was betraying. What a quandary she was in, what an irony.

So Barbie and Tommy found themselves in the chapel, kneeling on the pews and intensely praying for forgiveness. Barbie was resisting becoming a wanton slut while Tommy deeply wanted to become a noble and pious man. Unfortunately, having had torrid sex in the bathroom less than an hour ago, Tommy’s libido, and rock hard Johnson in his pants, was leading him to distraction. His cock knew very well how scantily clad Barbie was beneath that coat she was wearing and how soft her pussy and lips were.

Barbie’s coat buttoned from right to left and Tommy, seated to her left, almost absentmindedly slid his hand in between the buttons of her cloak, resting his palm on her very full young bosom. He just needed to feel her one more time, to comfort her and show her his love. He found that her nipple was once again so very very hard.

Well, unfortunately for him, Tommy’s father, the pastor had just walked into the chapel. At first he was quite impressed that the two of them were seated in prayer. Then, he noticed where Tommy’s hand had gone. His father immediately grabbed a switch, a long thin branch he kept around for corporal punishment, and whacked him right on the head. Tommy withdrew his hand with a loud yelp and grabbed at his head. “Tommy!” he yelled. “Go to the alter and get on your knees and pray young man” he said. He then turned to Barbie and told her how he was ashamed of his son’s actions and that she should be off and go back to her work while he spoke more to his son.

Barbie felt bad for Tommy. She knew he could not control himself, being so young and innocent. She believed that she was the one who did wrong. She was the temptress, but she felt she had no choice. Her body was forcing her to do things that she felt were wrong, yet at the same time she was so very proud that she had finally become a woman, even though she was still only 18.

Barbie walked back to her gift shop only to find me waiting there. It had been a while since I had seen her and I was in the mood to take my control over her up one more notch. I was going to douse her in my Powder of Suggestion and turn her into a fucking temptress, a tease, a fucking milking machine! I wanted to turn her into a seductress living a life of erotic depravity tortured by her sins yet reveling in her carnal delights.

It was so delightful to see Barbie walk into the shop. She had such a beautiful face and puffy lips just like her sister. However, I was a bit disappointed to see her so completely covered up with her full-length heavy coat. “Hi there Barbie. How are you?” I asked. She was feeling a bit sad about how Tommy was being punished, so she responded rather meekly, “Fine, I guess.”

Barbie then explained to me how her friend Tommy was being punished because of her actions. I felt excited to hear how she was having sex with her childhood friend, and in the church no less. I asked her to remove her coat and make herself at home. It was her gift shop after all.

After removing her coat I was a bit shocked and delighted to see the thin, tight yellow crop-top she had on. Her tiny waist was laid completely bare. Her firm, jutting tits tented the top out so very nicely. I was very pleased and excited to see her dressed like she was. A hand could so easily slide up under her top and grab her jiggling breasts and that was just what I was about to do.

Not wanting to waste any time, and since I was only on my lunch break, I asked her to come into her office. Stepping into the small room first, I poured some Powder of Suggestion onto my palm. I then asked her to smell my new incense I had in my hand. As she placed her face close, I simply blew the powder all over her cute young face. She inhaled it down her nose and into her young mouth and I could see a blush of calmness befall her.

Not wasting any time at all I said, “Take off your blouse for me Barbie. Show me your naked beauty”. The dear sweet girl promptly complied. Sitting in front of her, I simply reached up and grasped both of her firm tits in my hands. “So wonderful”, I exclaimed. With all the lactating she was doing her breasts had swollen to a wonderfully perfect size. Her breasts were just like Emily Ratajkowski’s except perhaps a full cup size larger. They were as firm, as firm can be. Her nipples constantly erect and yearning for attention, they were even leaking slightly of her womanly nectar.

Holding her nipples like handles, I explained to her how I wanted her to become a seductress, to tease and to fuck men, just like her sister was learning to do. I told her she needed to talk dirty too as that is what excites men.

I told her, “Your young tits are producing milk nicely dear. Do they make your pussy leak and get wet too?” She slowly replied, “Um, ummm, I guess so.” Her speech was slowed a bit as the stimulation I was doing to her tits was causing exactly that reaction right now.

“You guess so, What?” I asked. “They do make me get excited down there.” “Down where?” I replied. “Down in my womanly region” she answered. “Now Barbie, you know that is not what it’s referred to. What am I squeezing right now Barbie?” I asked. “You are squeezing my breasts.” “And what else are they called” I continued to ask. “My tits” she answered. Her speech was being a bit slowed and her breathing was beginning to get a bit heated as my hands became more wet with her warm milk gently leaking onto them.

“Your tits, What?” I asked. “My ti….tits need to be touched so badly. They make my pussy leak” she gasped. “That’s so nice Barbie” I said as I reached down and felt up her skirt. Pleasantly surprised I learned she also had no panties on and I could feel how so very wet she was becoming.

“So did you seduce young Tommy with your big firm tits?” I asked. “Yes, oh yes I did do that” she replied. “Did he fuck you with his hard cock? Did your cunt love having a good hard pounding?” I asked.

“Yes. Oh yes I just loved making love with him. He sucked on my tits and they….they needed it soooo badly” she replied. “He pounded my pussy with his cock. He gets so very long and hard and he knows how to suck on my tits while he shoves his cock deep inside of me”.

How very nice, I thought. How out of character for this pious young lass to fuck and suck and talk dirty to me. “Take my cock out Barbie. Take it out now!” I ordered. “That’s it. Now stroke it and make it large Barbie. You want it, don’t you dear?” I asked. “It’s so beautiful, isn’t it? All men’s cocks are so beautiful, aren’t they Barbie?”

I went on at great length telling her the types of seduction I wanted her to do to men; the ways she could dress (or undress); the seductive talk she could make. The longer I spoke, the stiffer my cock got and the more my precum started to ooze over her fingers. I told her she should seduce any man that came into her gift shop, that she should seduce them with her beautiful big tits; that she shouldn’t worry about emptying her milk from her tits because that’s exactly what she was going to get those men to do.

The more I fondled her the more milk began oozing out of her swollen tits and on to my hands. That really got me hard and they were bringing her close to an orgasm herself. I was trying to figure out where I wanted to shoot my load in her: would it be her lovely mouth, between her swollen tits; in her cunt; or maybe even deep into her asshole? I just couldn’t choose because I had so many choices. It was going to be a big load however; what with such a fantastic pair of tits in my hands. The skin of her areola was so incredibly soft too. Just as soft as her sisters. I just had to suck on her.

As my breathing began to get heavier, I bent over and sucked one of her nipples into my mouth. Barbie instantly cradled my head with one hand while still stroking my cock. I gobbled her tit, holding it with two hands. I sucked really hard on her nipple and got a mouth filled with warm milk. I was loving it and the milk was only going to give my cock more stamina and grow even larger with each erection.

Barbie’s pussy started to really juice up now and she wasn’t quite sure what to do. She wanted me to pound into her. She wanted my big cock in her pussy. She wanted another glorious orgasm.

Unfortunately for her, I reached up and grabbed her head with both hands and gently pushed her down to take my cock between her young lips. “Suck my cock Barbie girl. Suck my big love stick. That’s it. Suck it and worship it. Pump your head up and down it’s length. There’s a good girl. You want to take my load, don’t you Barbie?” I asked. “Mmmpfh” she replied.

“Now Barbie the thing to do is to make me cum as deeply as possible and to swallow every last drop of my manly seed. Do you understand Barbie?” I asked. “Mmmm ummmm” she replied. “You can squeeze my balls too just when I’m coming to make it more intense. That’s it. Squeeze them right at their base. That’s it Barbie. I’m going to cum soon dear.” I looked down and could see her big melons jiggling around as her head slid up and down, up and down my rock hard cock while her hands did their work.

“I’m going to fill you with my yummy seed Barbie. I’m going to cum right down your pretty little throat. Aren’t you proud you, hot…., fucking….bitch. Take it! Take it all!” I screamed as I shot blast after blast of jism right down the length of her throat while I held her head tight against my cock.

Like the good cocksucker she was becoming, she sucked and licked and slurped every single drop out of me. Barbie took her time to lick and clean my cock up very nicely after I released her head from my grip. Yes, she was going to be a natural at cock sucking.

After I caught my breath from my climax, I gave each of her beautiful tits another firm sucking while my hand flicked at her clitty. It was so hard and moist. I loved the taste of her warm milk and particularly how swollen and thick her nipples had become. Her nipples and clitty were so much fun to play with.

Now it was Barbie’s turn. She held my head to her breast and begged me “Ohh…keep flicking me. Flick my clitty. I’m so wet. I’m so loving it. Make me cum. Yes, make me cum I want to cum so bad I love you sucking my nipples. YESssss!!!!” she screamed as she came a glorious orgasm all over my happy hand.

I was so very happy to oblige Barbie and my cock was extremely satisfied from her great cock sucking lips. What a big busty vacuum cleaner she was. I wanted to fuck her over and over again, but that could wait, for now.

As I was leaving Barbie slid her halter top back down to cover herself and returned the counter at the store. I told her I’d like her to join me at her sister’s house that night after work and she seemed even a bit eager to say “Yes, I’d love that!”

After I left Barbie, her thoughts returned to poor Tommy. She knew he was being punished and it was for something that she felt at fault about. So, she decided it was best to visit the Pastor to seek forgiveness for poor Tommy. She put a little ‘Back in 5 minutes’ sign on the gift shop and closed things up. She then went to the Pastor’s office to explain how she was the one who tempted Tommy. How it was her fault, after all.

Becky entered Pastor Frank’s office and approached his desk. She smelled delightfully of her own pussy juice but she paid that no attention. Mr. Frank was a kind and pious man, but also strictly followed the rules of the church. He wanted to raise his son the ‘right’ way and his flock loved him. He noticed a certain scent in the room but couldn’t quite place what it was. It certainly wasn’t all that unpleasant, he thought.

Becky got closer to his desk and told him that it was all her fault about Tommy; that earlier in the day they had engaged in a little bit of ‘hanky-panky’. She made up a story saying that she had dressed in utter haste to come to work that day and only had time to put on this simple top she was wearing. With that she flicked open the last button of her coat and opened it to him, revealing her transparent thin halter-top; her areola and nipples clearly apparent.

“You see” she said, “It was not his fault. Tommy was simply tempted by how I was dressed. He was innocent and tempted by my body. I have become a woman you know Pastor Frank”. As she said this, with her coat fully open, the Pastor could do nothing but stare at her incredibly firm, large young bosoms. “Tommy must have been enchanted working so close to me. He was tempted by how large my breasts have become. It’s certainly not his fault. They are double D cups now Pastor Frank” she explained. “It seems I’m constantly having to buy new size bras!” she pleaded.

Well, the Pastor was certainly flustered. He had not laid eyes on such young firm flesh in many a year. He marveled at how nearly naked this young girl was, standing right in front of him. “Bless all the saints and Mary dear girl, but I have trained my son not to yield to carnal desires outside of wedlock,” he stated. Feeling so in earnest she came even closer to his desk and put an arm across her chest, cradling her bosoms. She slid it upwards to more firmly support her breasts and cause them to billow outwards, thrusting her nipples tightly against the thin fabric and towards his hungry eyes. Her incredibly thin belly completely exposed and naked.

The Pastor could not help but appreciate such a fine pair of bosoms; such full and firm young flesh meant to nourish a hungry child. His wife certainly did not have a chest so big. Hers were merely B-cups and much, much smaller than these perfect creations. He had never in his life been so close to such a God-given perfect pair of full swollen young bosoms.

“I’m sorry Pastor Frank, but I was teaching him about the computer software and I must have moved my ti….um, err, my bosoms too close to him. Surely that could not be his fault. Punish me instead” she pleaded. In saying that she dropped her arm and intentionally wiggled her chest only a few inches from his face. Her nipples tracing circles in the see-through fabric of her halter-top; her large full tits shaking from side to side.

The Pastor’s lips salivated. He silently trembled and even felt a stir between his own legs. He too felt an uncontrollable urge to suckle her; too squeeze and handle the soft firmness of her young bosoms. “Well, he still should have been able to resist temptation my dear” he said.

“But you see Pastor, I might have even teased him a bit without even knowing it sir. Possibly like this” she said. In saying so she reached up and freed one breast from her garment and squeezed it right around the middle so that the areola and nipple bulged forward, like a carnal offering, like an infant’s pacifier being offered to encourage rampant tit sucking! “But I don’t remember clearly what I did.”

Her hand was so delicately dwarfed by the massiveness of her breast that it overflowed her hand on either side and even below it. Her breasts were by no means too large, but they were certainly quite a bit more than a handful, and her delicate young hand looked so wonderful offering her equally young fruits to him.

The Pastor was trembling inside. He too wanted to latch onto her bosom and suckle like a baby. He wanted to manhandle her flesh and kiss and ravish her. “My dear lady, you should not dress in such a careless manner at work. You made it so hard for my son to resist, …to resist such, …young, full…..uhm, womanly charms. To resist, as it is written in law,” he said in a stumbling, stammering manner. “Fear not, I will see to it that he is not tempted again and that he obeys. I will beat him with a switch if need be.”

Now Barbie was feeling very awful for dear Tommy. She certainly did not want to see him receive a beating for being seduced by her. After all, it was she that had such needs. It was she that could not satisfy the desires of her milk-swollen breasts when they needed draining.

“Oh please don’t do that to poor Tommy” she implored still holding one naked breast in her hand almost shaking it at him. “Don’t you see?” she said. “How could he resist sucking on such a soft large breast; naked as the day I was born? Why have I started to produce my womanly nectar if it were not to nourish men?”

Now the bull’s-eye of her thick brown nipple centered on her beautiful brown areola was staring at his face. The center of her oh-so-soft nipple had a tiny white droplet of milk on it as if to say, taste me, drink from me and be replenished. The Pastor couldn’t help but salivate at the sight of her tender flesh, her willing womanhood.

With her breast completely exposed she squeezed it, just near the engorged nipple, and a few droplets of milk did indeed dribble out of her glorious bosom. “You can’t really say it was all Tommy’s fault. Can you Pastor John? What miracle has occurred that I can produce milk without ever having been pregnant? It must be divine. The dear Lord must have made me this way to soothe and provide comfort to men. Don’t you think so Pastor John?” she asked.

“Wasn’t I put here to provide comfort to men?” Well, the Pastor was dumbstruck. Nothing could be more erotic than the large, firm, naked breast of an 18 year old beautiful young woman. Especially one filled with warm milk and dying to be suckled!

The Pastor was doing everything possible to restrain himself from gobbling her young flesh. He wanted to suck on her and mount her in a proper missionary position. He wanted to have carnal relations with this innocent young temptress, but no, no he could not allow himself to no matter how stiff his cock was feeling at this moment.

“Pastor, my bosoms have grown so much lately. I believe I have grown from an already large size, a D-cup to a double-D cup. Men seem to be always looking at me. Surely that can’t be normal?” she asked. How mesmerizing it was to hear her recount her bra size. That, in itself, was a very erotic thing to hear. Men love statistics, after all. With that said she cupped both of her breasts, one in each hand, while the Pastor stared at her nipples. He just stared directly at them and was speechless. Like ‘a dear in headlights’, as they say. Inside his head he said, “Such full young breasts, and oh so firm and wide! They gently slope down and outward to offer her glorious nipples to me. They are so wide and full. Her most sensitive female offerings. Nipples, nipples, nipples! Such inviting young nipples, I must kiss them. I must lick them. Ohhh….”

“Pastor, you may taste them if you wish. My milk must be sacred, an act of God.” She cupped them and offered them to him with both breasts completely exposed and yearning for his hungry lips. Seeing that he was silent and staring at her with some degree of lust, she leaned forward just enough to thrust her nipple directly between the Pastor’s lips. Smack, he involuntarily began to suckle like a young child. Her milk flowed freely into his mouth. He swallowed and continued to suckle, delirious with lust and desire.

As he began to reach up and grasp her bosom firmly so that he could relish in her soft, firm flesh and to continue his sucking, his ravaging of her firm young flesh, he caught himself and stopped. “No, no, no dear, I must resist. I am a man of the cloth. I am certain this is not your fault. I must pray to learn why the Lord has made you so.”

Knowing that he was seconds away from violating her further, from blaspheming his marriage vows, he needed to get her away from him. He needed to get himself away from her. “You must go young lady. Back to your chores. Go back to your gift shop. I will go see to young Tommy. I understand what temptations you have put him through. It is certainly not your fault dear child.”

The Pastor had decided not to whip his young son. Instead, he meant to send him elsewhere to help in a neighboring parish, to avoid any future contact with this young temptress Barbie. She had been visited by the Lord to have special gifts and he needed to ponder the will of the Lord. Why had she been given such voluptuous beauty and the sacred blessing of milk laden bosoms? His tongue still warm with the delicious sweet nectar her bosoms produced. He said all this while he grasped his rather hard cock in his pants. It so desired some sort of pressure…

Barbie returned to her gift shop feeling very self-conscious. She had gotten poor Tommy into a lot of trouble after all. She wanted to cover up, to look a bit less attractive because the flesh of her belly was naked and exposed since her halter-top only came down just below her tits. She thought about going home to change clothes but simply didn’t have the time. She wanted to cover her thin exposed waist and cute little navel, so she took a scarf that was for sale off of the shelves and wrapped it around her tummy.

For some reason she didn’t notice that the scarf, being wrapped around her, gripped her thin top and held it even more tightly to her chest. Her breasts were now even more on display, held tightly by the thin fabric, every curve of them was clearly on view. It was almost like wearing a see-through leotard. Her nipples and even her areola were glaringly obvious, poking out against the thin fabric. “At least all people can see is my cleavage” she naively thought, but that certainly wasn’t the case.

As it were, a couple of ladies came and purchased a few necklaces with crosses on them. They paid little attention to Barbie’s scanty top. Later on, closer to closing time, a man came in to buy something for his daughter. He was only a moderate church-goer but knew that his daughter would like a pretty little necklace.

Upon entering the store he was thunderstruck by the bountiful display Barbie was putting on. It seemed she had miles of cleavage and her tits, oh lord Jesus, her tits! and her protuberant nipples!!! He didn’t quite know what to do with himself as surely he was staring directly at hooters.

“Um…errr…I want to get a necklace for my daughter” he stammered. Well, Barbie certainly did notice that he was talking to her breasts, err, her tits! So she walked with him over to the display case and bent over to show him her selection. He couldn’t even bring himself to look at the necklaces because his eyes were diving into her top and swimming on her soft young tit flesh.

The man quickly selected a necklace. He asked Barbie to model it for him because he wanted to see how it looked on a woman. What he really wanted was to see the pendant on it hanging deep into her cleavage.

Well, Barbie being such a short girl, and the necklace being rather long, it dangled down and sat, almost horizontally, on the shelf her swollen breasts. The man then asked, “I’d like to see how it looks with a background of skin, not resting on your top. My daughter is rather tall and it should hang nicely in the nape of her neck I suppose”.

Barbie then, instead of pulling the chain upward from behind her head so it reached the top of her exposed cleavage, decided to pull her top downward a bit so it would sit between her breasts. Well, my goodness if this didn’t allow the tops of her areola to become exposed. She was tantalizingly close to even exposing her nipples!

The man quietly gasped. “Did she realize what she was doing? Either she’s such a tease or she is supremely naïve” he thought. “Do you mind walking around a bit, I’d like to see how it looks from a distance” he asked. So Barbie paraded proudly around the shop, showing off her wares, for sure. Her big tits bounced around every which-way and the necklace bounced around too. Baboom, baboom, they swayed to and fro.

The man then approached her and reached out to touch the necklace. This looks so nice against your skin dear as his fingers gently stroked the nape of her neck, one of his fingertips grazing against her nipple. “Yes, I think it’s a beautiful necklace sir” she said. “Why yes it is indeed, and you are very quite beautiful yourself” Not being able to miss this opportunity, the man then said “And the necklace looks so good nestled between your fine young breasts too”. With that, he just couldn’t help himself and he let his fingers trace down her top and onto her nipples. They were so firm! Seeing that Barbie was offering no resistance, he gave both of them a little squeeze.

Wanting to maintain some semblance of propriety he then traced his fingertips up to feel the weight of the gold chain. “Yes, I think I’ll take this necklace. It looks so beautiful against a fine young chest.”

Now, most women might have been offended by this statement, but since Barbie took no exception whatsoever, the man then let both of his hands slide down and clasp both of her barely clad bosoms in his hands. “You have such fine young breasts my dear”. He gave them both a squeeze.

“Why that is so nice of you to say sir. Do you really like them?” she naively asked. Well, by now the man’s squeezing had caused her top to slip another couple of inches downward and both of her delicious nipples were completely exposed. He pinched and squeezed them with great delight.

“May we step into your office for this transaction?” he asked. Well Barbie saw no reason to deny his request and said “Sure we can”. With that, she walked into her office. Her naked breasts bouncing with delight led by her jutting nipples.

Once they were inside her office the man said, “Do you mind if I taste your lovely flesh?” Not even waiting for a response, the man dove his head down to latch onto her succulent nipple and sucked for all he was worth. His hands were now manhandling her tits; squeezing them for all he was worth as they were now completely freed from her halter top. He was totally surprised and completely delighted when milk began releasing from her breasts. “What a miraculous delight” he thought.

Barbie’s pussy began to get rather well lubricated too. She enjoyed being ravaged and was quite horny after her morning bout with young Tommy. “Oh you like my breasts sir? You like how smooth they are? That feels so nice for you to suck on them. They produce milk for you because they like you so much. That’s it, squeeze them. They really like that too. Oooohhh….. that feels so very, very nice” she cooed.

Well this dirty talk certainly spurred the man onwards and he continued to gobble her tits, slurping one and then the other, over and over again. He loved how incredibly soft, yet firm, her tits were. The flesh of her areola was the softest skin he had ever touched. So young and nubile she was and he wanted to eat her up. He was quite certain she had very soft labia too but wasn’t sure if he should make a move down there. He was just so happy squeezing her firm tits! He made quite a bit of noise, actually, and Barbie did indeed enjoy it.

It didn’t take long before the man’s cock needed to be released so he unzipped and released himself quite quickly. He needed to press it up against her. He needed pressure on it as his hips began to rock back and forth involuntarily. Fortunately, her hand found his cock rather quickly and she enjoyed feeling it’s strength and rigidness.

His cock got fully hard with the feeling of her tight fist jerking on it. He loved the taste of her warm milk and the incredible softness of her large breasts. She was prettier than any picture he had ever seen of a big-titted naked young girl. He wanted to fuck her, to shove his cock inside of her, but he just wasn’t sure this was appropriate here in the church. Hell, he was savagely molesting an 18 year old in the church gift shop. What did it matter anyway?

Finally the man said, “Suck on me. Oh, suck on me my dear. I need to cum so badly! Suck on me with your sweet lips!” With that Barbie sunk right down to her knees, her tits reluctantly ripped out of his hungry mouth. Barbie did indeed suck on him. She actually liked the taste of his precum. She wanted to feel him so hard in her mouth. She loved how excited she was making him.

The man reached down and milked her tits with his hands while she sucked him. She grasped his nutsack just like she had done earlier and his cock rose even more to attention from her gesture. His legs were getting wet from all her milk but he didn’t mind at all. He had his hands on a real milk maiden and he wanted to touch all of her. Her squeezed double-hard on her tits, pinching a very thick nipple too, just as he shot his load way down her mouth. Then, he quickly grabbed her head with one hand and held it firmly on his cock. He spasmed and spasmed over and over again into her mouth loving the fact that she wasn’t spilling a single drop.

“That’s it. Take me. Take all of my nectar as I have taken yours. Suck me dry!” he screamed. Barbie did indeed drink all of his cum. She slurped it down her throat and enjoyed swallowing it. She didn’t let one droplet escape her mouth and she licked him clean at the very end. The man felt like he was going to pass out he was so drained, so happy, so delirious with the lust a young hottie could give an older man.

Barbie said to him, “You are so delicious. That was fun!” He couldn’t believe it she sounded so sincere. Rather than her slapping him or pushing him away, she let him do anything he wanted to her. Now that he was spent, and at his age in life, he certainly wasn’t going to be able to fuck her any time soon. He threw some cash on the counter for the necklace and told her he’d like to come back again soon to buy some more jewelry. “Please do” she said, “Please do” as she pulled her top back down and came back out to the store.

In the coming days the man was going to learn that his cock could get erect much more frequently than before and that his cumloads were going to be much more full. Her milk was a natural kind of Viagra and his wife was going to be in for quite a surprise. He simply had to visit this nice young girl again, real soon.

It was time for Barbie to close up shop. She needed to go home and then join Chris later on at her sister’s house. She was already wondering what she might wear tomorrow to the gift shop. Maybe she might wear that tightly knit dress she had. It pulled over her and was as tight as a leotard and it even buttoned right up the front. Surely she might forget a button or two, she thought?