
MICRO MONDAY, FLASH FICTION
Milk Factory
In this dystopian world, I have no other choice: I bit my lip, watching his enormous cock grow long and hard…
I stepped into the bedroom. It looked exactly like the log cabin I slept in when I was younger. The first time I had sex on that camp. I felt a tingling between my legs just thinking about it.
“It looks exactly like it,” I murmured, placing my expensive designer handbag on the solid oak table.
“Welcome,” a male voice said.
I spun around. There he stood. With the biggest cock and balls I’d ever seen.
“Hi,” I said shyly, blushing a little.
“It’s better when you’re on your back,” he said, pulling his spectacles over his eyes.
I stepped back and fell onto the silky soft king-sized bed. I pulled my long dress up past my hips and opened my legs. The anticipation was killing me. It had been so long since I’d felt that warmness inside.
“I’m going to lift your legs so I can go deep,” he said.
I bit my lip, watching his enormous cock grow long and hard. He grabbed my moist panties and pulled them slowly to my feet. He grabbed my hips and pulled me towards his cock. I positioned my heels on his shoulders.
“Fuck,” I whispered, closing my eyes as I felt his tip pressing against my wet, swollen folds.
He pushed forward slowly. I could feel my tight cunt being stretched wide as he started penetrating me.
“Ahhhhh,” I moaned, feeling his thick cock sliding inside.
He held my legs in place and started fucking me. I moaned louder and louder as his big balls slapped against my wet inner thighs.
It didn’t take me long.
“Are you ready?” he asked, panting.
I nodded my head.
The next moment he grunted loudly, fucking me deep and hard. He slammed his pelvis into mine, his tip pressing against my cervix. He kept his cock deep inside me.
“Arghhh!” he grunted as he exploded, emptying his balls into me, filling my fertile womb with his semen. The warmth deep inside was magical.
At that moment I climaxed hard. My fingers dug into his arms as I cried out in ecstasy. He kept his cock inside me as my pussy contracted, milking his long shaft, pulling all his cum into my fertile uterus.
I stared up at him once I opened my eyes. I was breathing heavily, my face flush.
“Keep it in for a minute,” he said.
I lay back and closed my eyes. A minute later, he pulled his cock from me with a loud squelch.
I pulled my panties back up, feeling his overflow running from my tender opening.
“Did your husband watch?” he asked, pushing his spectacles back onto his head. The small camera was still clearly visible.
“He said he would,” I responded, grabbing my bag.
“Good luck,” he said. “You should know in a week.”
I nodded and left.
“How was it?” I asked William as I stepped into the room next door.
“It was like I was there,” he smiled.
His cock was still hard, and the masturbation device was placed on the table next to the bed.
“Lucy, William, thank you again for your business,” Benjamin said.
“How many do you still have?” I asked.
“Only a dozen. We lost one a week ago, he fell prey to the sickness. You’re fortunate. In the near future, there will be no fertile men left in the world,” Benjamin continued.
“As agreed, we’ll pay the rest if I get pregnant,” I said.
“When, not if,” Benjamin smiled.
We shook hands and parted ways.
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