Date: Mon, 23 Apr 2007 08:16:27 -0700 (PDT)
From: Johnny English <pyramidofsteel@yahoo.com>
Subject: Milking My Love, by Robert Pissaro

The sounds of the Rio de Janeiro New Year's Party died to a distant
babble as Victoria stepped out of the building. It was a time for joy but
for her own reasons she couldn't get into the festive mood. Tears began
to appear at the side of her cheeks. Her pointy high heels thumped a
little too loudly on the flagstones as she walked. The sound it made was
echoing around the courtyard in the moonlight.
At the entrance of one of the most luxurious clubs in the city of Rio de
Janeiro a couple, in immaculate white evening dress, stood making out
passionately between the swarms of people who were celebrating the
beginning of the year. Some were already passed out, others had tired
haggard faces and were making their way homeward; to them the day was at
an end.
But to the couple who were now in full passion the night was just
beginning. The man now had his pants down his ankles and was forcing his
massive member between the woman's legs. Her face was a mask of ecstasy
as she adjusted her body to help increase their lustful passion. Every
thrust he made it produced a licentious expression of wanting more
passion.
Nobody seemed to be bothered by them and none apparently cared.
Victoria ignored them like everybody else. She felt like she'd been a
failure and let everybody down. She'd failed in her life as a daughter,
as a wife and as a mother. There wasn't much left for her to fail in.
Victoria walked blindly onwards, her head slightly bent and her blond
fair hair hanging loosely, over a tempting region of her white chest.
As a child she'd always been slightly fat and rather good-natured, who
had conducted herself impeccably in high society from the very first day
she'd been introduced at eight years. Her weight problem had always been
a serious concern to her.
This problem had followed her all the way into her, now, late thirties.
It wasn't an ugly fatness, she had rounded corners to her, and nice soft
curves everywhere you looked. Fortunately it was placed in all the right
places: large breasts, belly, thighs and ass. It could genuinely be said
that her huge breasts and ass would bring tears joy to the guy who got a
hold of it. Her flesh was warm to the touch, smooth and sweet and had an
incredibly large pair of nipples. Even her ex-husband, Robert, would go
under great bounds of delirium as he suckled on them.
Her problem was she didn't feel attractive. It was her belief that thin
was attractive and fat wasn't. Sure, her weight didn't make her exactly
every man's fantasy girl, but she was pretty. She also possessed an
abundant blond hair which cascaded sensually around her flint blue eyes,
a round face and a charming red mouth.
She hated being fat. She hated the dumb jokes that her friends made of
her weight. No matter how hard she tried there was no way of getting rid
of those stubborn extra pounds.
On course, her billions of dollars in the bank had helped to boost her
sex appeal even more than the size of her juicy ass. Robert had been a
dream boy and a great adventure. He'd loved her ... billions. It had been
love at first sight for him and he did everything a man should've done
when getting married to money.
They got married, no prenuptial agreement, which pissed off her father. A
month later she got pregnant. For the first time in her life she was
reasonably happy. Everything seemed like a dream right until she had an
accident. It had forced her into premature labour which resulted in her
losing her baby and never be able to have children again.
This gave Robert an excuse to divorce her and get a piece of her fortune.
He'd managed to squeeze a tear or two of phoney grief from his eyes
before leaving her all by herself. The last she heard from him was that
he was in the Fiji boning her best friend. She hoped that they both
caught syphilis.
The creep got a fine settlement and she'd gotten a couple of month's
psychotherapy. She still lactated from time to time as a reminder of what
she'd lost. The doctor had given her a medication to help her dry up her
milk, but she'd refused. The medication would have made her bloat like a
balloon.
Now that she saw it more clearly she realised that it was definitely a
marriage of convenience. She had been too blind to see what a man Robert
really was. He was greedy and she was needy. The truth was she'd never
really loved Robert. They had had sex only a couple of time since they
were married. He'd lost his hard-on after he'd secured her money.
In fact, Robert was a lousy fuck in bed, and she hadn't enjoyed it.
During the whole time they'd been together he'd never graced her with
an orgasm.
Her father sent her down here to Brazil as "banishment" for her foul
behaviour. The thought of her never giving him any heirs was disgraceful.
She'd "let him down" according to his words. She'd failed to hold on
to her marriage, her baby and every thing else in life.
But the worst sin of all was that she'd lost his money. From now on she
would have to live on twenty grand a month under the condition that she
never married again and that she stayed away from her father. Twenty
grand a month was nothing to her. She'd spend that in a single day and
the old bastard knew it. Now she had to count her pennies and make ends
meet.
It would probably take years to fall back into his good grace, but it
didn't matter anymore. Victoria couldn't give a flying shit if the
whole world came to an end. She turned around to watch the free sex show.
She couldn't help herself.
The couple at the entrance were now coming to a climax and her thrusts
were becoming more and more urgent. She was moaning as her orgasm was
building up as her firm breasts pressed against the man's chest. The
overheated woman began feeling that familiar ripple begin in the pit of
her stomach and coil its way in of her contracting pussy. As the man felt
his climax coming close, he gasped and wildly hastened his pace.
The woman moaned softly as he began kissing enthusiastically, as his
hands began kneading her firm ass, as he began to get hotter and hotter.
"OH YES YOU FUCK, just like that!! Don't stop yet. Unnng that is so
gooood!!!" She moaned, in Portuguese, as he humped her steaming pussy
with his cock. "Now! Now I'm ready!"
He began pounding in and out of her hot cunt, faster and faster. Suddenly
he began to feel his juices boiling up out of his balls. It urged to cum
out through his throbbing cock. All at once his cum flooded inside her
cunthole the hot redhead began cumming underneath him. She began clawing
on the man's back, making him bleed, as she pulled him deeper into her.
He grunted with pain and pleasure.
"Yessssssss!" She wrapped her legs tightly around his waist.
His cock spurted the last of its juices for that session of love making
into her now greedy cunt. She milked his cock with her cunt as she felt
the aftershock waves of pleasure washing over her, getting more and more
intense until she finally passed out in his hands. Her arm fell limply to
the side.
Victoria turned away and sighed nostalgically. She could definitely use
some of that right now. It's better and healthier than Prozac.
"Get a goddamn room you fucking perverts." She thought to herself.
Drowning the last of the champagne, she tossed the glass aside and
decided to walk back to her hotel room. It wasn't smart of her to be out
here, dressed the way she was all alone with jewellery that could finance
a small army for a year. She didn't care if a bandit came now to rob or
rape her.
Victoria began to sob again as her mind covered with the evening's
events and she turned her head, staring fiercely through her tears back
towards the courtyard, flooded with light from the party. A part of her
wanted to go back, part of her wished that she hadn't lost her baby and
husband; but there was no way to go back, no way to face her family and
friends and have as much fun as she'd been hoping to have.
Her heart felt miserable like it was filled with guilt and she gazed
blindly around the moonlit lane. Her mind's eye probed deep inside her
memories, replaying every major episode in her life. There was nothing
she could have done.
She felt like dieing and simply vanishing from the face of the earth. She
moved out through the open alleyway and dust patted road. Victoria's wet
cheeks mirrored the light of the full moon high above in the cloudless
sky as it gazed down upon her, spreading its pale silver light across her
milky white skin.
At first the clapping of Victoria's unthinking footsteps and her
excruciating sobs were the only sounds she noticed. As she walked further
she tired of walking completely. These high heeled shoes hadn't been
designed for long walks or her weight. She felt content that she was at
least some distance from the party.
Victoria stopped to rest against the high stone wall of a church yard,
drying her tears. The sounds of people parting and celebrating New
Year's Eve began to creep unmistakably into Victoria's mind; the gentle
breeze rustled the leaves of the trees in the churchyard, a drunkard at
the end of the ally lay passed out with a half empty bottle of hard
liquor in his hand.
She began to move again towards her hotel. Tonight she'd end her life.
She'd order a cold bottle of champagne and swallow a mouthful of
sleeping pills. It would be a blissful death. Her life was already over.
As she wandered down the dark, quiet and deserted street, little noticing
the breeze that windswept her blond hair, a peculiar sound caught her
attention.
Victoria looked up from her heartbreaking contemplation to the sidewalk,
and spotted a girl. She looked up at her with large, imploring black
eyes, and shivered sadly as she trembled before the black iron gates that
surrounded the large old church. She was of mixed blood and obviously a
native. The kid was extremely beautiful and dark the shadows of the ally
made it difficult to guess her age.
Victoria stopped, and wiped her eyes before leaning forward and holding
out her hand. "Hello there," she tried to speak sweetly, as the girl
cowered back, probably afraid that she might hurt her. "Don't be afraid
I'm not going to hurt you."
The girl's expression was that of confusion and then Victoria suddenly
realised that she probably didn't understand a word she was saying.
Victoria brushed the girl's hair against her fingers and repeated
herself this time in Portuguese.
"Are you lost?" she inquired, standing up, and experimentally pushing
against the gate. "Where are you parents? Someone must be so worried
about you ..."
"Wha^Ö!?" She knit her brows together as if confused. "Errr ... I'm
hiding from my father."
"What did you do to be hiding?"
It wasn't safe for a girl her age to be roaming the streets of Rio de
Janeiro. There were all manner of predators out here that wouldn't have
any scruples in taking her.
"I don't need a reason to make him angry." She replied. "All he needs
is to get drunk ... I'm just waiting until the church opens."
Something of a maternal instinct sparked within Victoria and her heart
went for this girl.
"You can't stay out here by yourself."
"I'll be fine!" She said obstinately. "I can take care of myself."
"Suit yourself." Victoria sighed too tired to care.
Victoria turned around to see if there was anybody else. There were
plenty of people dancing and celebrating. The kid would be fine until the
church opened.
Suddenly she caught a man roaming close to them, pretending to be
interested in the building. An alarm went off in her. If she left now,
there would be no knowing what this creep would possibly do to this girl.
A defensive instinct began to click in her mind. She took off her high
heel shoes which might act as a protective weapon against this freak and
turned back to the girl.
"Come on." Victoria offered her hand. "You might as well come with me.
I can get you something to eat." She looked at Victoria suspiciously and
seemed to ponder on her decision. Her manner was self-confident yet
elusive.
"I ^Ö" She hesitated.
"The church won't open until the morning."
"It's nearly dawn." She seemed now uncertain and she too noticed man
who had his back resting against the wall.
"Look! You can trust me or ..." she glanced to the creep who was smiling
sinisterly "you can trust `him'."
The man seemed to want to approach them but felt intimidated by
Victoria's menacing look. Victoria's raised her hand in a pre striking
stance while the other one was waiting for the girl. The promise of
getting her high heels rammed into his head discouraged the man to move
forward.
The girl finally accepted and Victoria took her to her hotel room. She
might as well spend the night with her rather than in the streets or a
police station. The local police was about reliable as a used condom. In
the morning she'd take the kid home and then kill herself. The doorman
side-glance her when she came with a girl of that age. Hotel personnel
had long ago learnt that it paid to be discreet about who their guests
brought back with them.
Victoria placed her key card in the slot and opened the door.
"Make yourself comfortable." Victoria chucked her shoes aside.
The girl never herself had been in such a luxuriously furnished a room.
Not even in her dreams could she live in a place like this. The room had
been furnished with many articles of luxury that simply dazzled her. The
full-length mirror with a golden frame, a white desk and chair cuddled
against the wall, the carpet alone must've been worth a small fortune.
 Such wealth could never be purchased by her in her entire life. Her
father barely supplied their table with the extreme essentials of daily
living. She was genuinely impressed by the room's luxury but pretended
not to be affected by it.
She stopped at the large mirror and admired her ebony features. They
still looked so youthful and childish. Nobody would ever believe her to
be eighteen years old. It sometimes annoyed her to have people treat her
like a kid the way this gringo woman did in the alley, but other times it
helped her a lot. People tend to trust kids easier than they would
adults. They became easy pickings like this mark.
That man in the alley had been her boyfriend. Now came the time to play
the helpless, yet strong victim. Before the night was over she'd have
this gringo woman eating from her hand.
"You didn't have to protect me you know." The girl inspected the
lavish hotel room. "I could've taken care of myself."
"Probably." Victoria smiled amused and poured herself a healthy glass
of scotch.
"I would've!" She snapped back crossly. "I've been doing it all my
life."
This was going to be too easy, the girl thought to her self. She'd never
gone after such a rich mark before, but there was a first time for
everything. Her boyfriend told her to do everything in her power to
seduce the mark, even if that meant having sex with her. If this woman
had sex with her, believing she was a minor, then they could blackmail
her.
"What's your poison?" Victoria pointed to the glass in her hand
ignoring the girl's irritation.
"The same as you." She acknowledged.
"Water it is!"
"Do you always ignore people or does it come natural?"
"It's a gift." She handed the glass of water. "Do you have a name or
do I have to guess it?"
"Carmen!" She spoke loud and clear.
"Victoria." She took a closer look at the girl and thought she might
have wrongly guessed the girl's age.
Suddenly that look of compassion coming for Victoria made a knot turn in
Carmen's stomach. Carmen had known a lot of lowlifes during her days on
the street, but nothing could've prepared her for this. This gringo
woman actually looked as if she cared. Carmen felt like she was going to
need some liquor in her system to give her courage to pull off this scam.
"I'd like a little scotch in my drink!" She went to the bar and poured
some in her glass.
Carmen looked like your regular young teenager, but she also looked older
at the same time. She had a small body, long raven hair and big beautiful
black eyes, set upon a pretty face, dark skin, and a pair of small
breasts which where perked out all of which gave her a look that said
"sweet and innocent", but there was something not quite in place.
"Ok," Victoria tried to break some of the tension. "I assume you're
old enough to drink ..."
"I'm thirteen!" She lied a little too quickly. "But I can handle
it!"
"Sure kiddo." Victoria winked and took a sip from her own glass.
"Whatever you say" she said not too convinced.
Everything wasn't going according to how Carmen planned. Her boyfriend
had warned her not to get emotionally involved. She just hoped her
youthful appearance would let her look like she was thirteen. Time was
catching up with her and these usual cons weren't working out as they
used to when she really was a minor.
Carmen snatched the glass rudely and took a sip. She tried to drink it
without choking. This stuff was a lot stronger than the beer she was used
to drinking. Victoria's diamond earring rested on the bedside table.
There was only one, but that one alone must've been worth a fortune. It
might be the only thing that would save her from a beating.
Putting her glass down on the bedside table, she pretended to test the
bed for its softness and quickly swiped the earring. This place resembled
a palace to her. Surely this gringo woman wouldn't miss it. She studied
Victoria for a long while as if trying to probe her inner most secrets.
She had to admit that she was in pretty good shape for a gringo her age.
There was definitely glamour and charm in the way she carried herself.
"Why did you bring me here?" She glared through those dark exotic black
eyes. "Do you expect to have sex with me?"
Victoria nearly chocked on her drink. Those were the last words she was
expecting to come out of the girl's mouth.
"Excuse me?" She laughed half amused and half astonished.
Although Carmen's heart nearly stopped beating for a second she remained
cool.
"I know what gringos like you want ..." Carmen had slept with women
before and they paid her well enough. "Don't tell me you don't like
me?"
"I don't ^Ö" She stuttered. "I mean I do like you but ..."
Carmen smiled sensually and pleased at being able to finally disturb this
foreigner. She crawled on top of the bed on all fours like a feline on
heat and lay back sensually on the cushions. Opening her blouse she
revealed her small tits, very curvy and tight, rode high on her chest,
with succulent, brown nipples straining outward. Although Carmen revealed
to be young in the alleyway, right now she appeared to be older and her
slender body revealed more of the blossoming curves of a young woman than
a little girl.
"I can tell when another woman wants me ..." She purred.
The truth was that she was attracted to Victoria. There was something
quite sexy in the American woman and Carmen could tell that she was still
hiding "in the closet" in regard to her sexuality. She would be willing
to bet that she'd never experienced an orgasm in her life.
"That's not true." Victoria felt a hot flush came to her face.
"You're lying."
Carmen was nude and spread eagle. Victoria involuntarily licked her lips
as she caught a full glimpse at the younger girl's tight little cotton
panties, which was a G-string. Victoria swallowed the lump in her throat,
and gulped the entire glass of scotch down in one swig.
"How young are you kid?" Victoria trembled as she quickly fixed herself
another drink
"As young as you want me to be ..." She curled a very sexy smile. "Do
you like me?"
Victoria turned around and breathed heavily. Her breasts hardened and her
big, fat, pink nipples, perked up as they were exposed to the cold air in
the room. This wasn't right.
"Get dressed." Victoria demanded in a stern tone.
"Don't be afraid," she tried to sound innocent, yet seductive. "Let
it happen."
"This isn't happening."
"Yes it is ..." She said huskily. "Come to me."
"I said `this isn't going to happen'!"
"What!?" She quickly sat up as if the bed had suddenly caught fire.
"Get dress." She repeated. "Get dressed now."
"What's your fucking problem?"
"Nothing." Victoria felt a strange feeling in her stomach. "I just
don't feel comfortable."
"Fuck you!" She roared.
"Wait ..." Victoria tried to stop the girl from leaving the room.
"You think you're better than me, don't you?" She said, thrusting
furiously passed Victoria.
"No, of course I don't." She said astonished. "It's just that
you're so young ..."
"And you're a goddamn hypocrite!" She snarled. "Why else did you
bring me here?"
"I wanted to help you! Listen please^Ö"
"You've gotta be fucking kidding me!" She stormed out of the room
incensed at Victoria.
Victoria leaned against the hotel room door trying to figure out what
just happened. It would be ridiculous to have sex with this girl. She
looked so young, not more than sixteen, maybe seventeen, and so slender
formed as to appear almost a child. What could she have done? Even if she
was gay it would feel wrong.
She couldn't help feeling strangely aroused when the girl showed her
body to her. There was something alluring in that ebony body that had
awoken hidden desires.
"Jesus!" She bit her lower lip. "Can I screw up any more?"

II

Carmen had been gone for nearly two hours. Victoria sat at her desk
writing her suicide letter. It didn't matter who it was addressed to.
She'd neatly filed five rows of ten sleeping pills next to a full glass
of champagne. There wasn't anything she possessed to write down a will.
All she had Robert took in the divorce and her father had practically
scratched her out of his life.
Victoria was about to take the first pill when a knock on the door
interrupted her. Ignoring it would seem like the best course of action.
However the knocking became more insistent.
"Go away!" She yelped annoyed. "There's nobody here!"
The knocking continued until Victoria got up and violently opened the
door. The manager, two security guards and Carmen were waiting. Carmen
had a huge black bruise around her eye and the manger had an expression
of steel.
"Excuse me Ms. Bridges." He bowed down politely. "We seem to have a
situation here."
Victoria grabbed Carmen gently by the chin to inspect the bruise and then
glanced inquiringly at the manager.
"I assure you we had nothing to do with that." He raised his hands.
"May we come in?"
Victoria waved them in and shut the door. Carmen had a large bag on her
shoulder which apparently contained clothing. The manager was a tall man
with sunburnt skin, silver hair and elegant glasses. His eye caught the
pills on the table and he frowned disapprovingly at his guest.
"What seems to be the problem?" Victoria smiled irritated.
"We caught this girl trying to sneak into the hotel," he began. "She
had this in her possession." He showed her a diamond earring. "This
young woman claims that you gave it to her but ..." He shrugged his
shoulders unconvinced of the narrative.
Victoria took the earring in her hand and recognised it immediately. It
was the one she'd been wearing last night. She looked at the girl who
looked sheepishly down, avoiding any eye contact.
"Hmmm," Victoria seemed to be thinking. "Yes! I remember now. I gave
it to her." The manager's jaw nearly fell with a clunk to the floor.
"You silly girl. You forgot the other one."
"You mean to say `you gave it to her'?" The hotel manager had the
look of a man who'd just been kicked in the nuts.
"Yes." She went to the bedside table to fetch the other one then handed
it to Carmen. "Here! Take it!"
Carmen took it with a heavy heart.
"If that is all ..." Victoria smiled pleasantly. "It seems you owe my
friend an apology."
The hotel manager scowled at this woman. There was no way that he was
going to apologise to anyone when he knew he was right. This girl was a
thief and the woman was covering for her. No doubt she was attempting to
cover a scandal. These tourists would come here for the sun and for the
anonymous fucking they couldn't get back home. He'd burn in Hell before
he apologised to this little cunt.
He knew Carmen all too well. She was well known in the area as a whore as
well as a thief. The hotel manager bowed down to Victoria scornfully.
"It would be recommended if you checked out soon." His eyes were angry.
"We wouldn't want any more incidents happening on your account."
He glanced at the pills and then his guest. It didn't take a genius to
figure out what Victoria was planning to do. A suicide in the hotel would
be bad publicity and it would devalue the price of the room. Nobody would
want to sleep in a room which had had a corpse in it.
"I'll be leaving in a couple of days." She smiled pleasantly.
"However, the room is mine till then. So leave."
The manager and the security guards left and Victoria went back to her
desk. She ripped her suicide letter to shreds and stashed the pills back
into its bottle. She couldn't even take her life properly.
"Here take these back." A steeled voice spoke from behind her.
Victoria had almost forgotten all about the girl's presence. She had in
her hand two magnificent diamond earrings. Only one alone was worth at
least a hundred grand.
"You hold on to them."
"I don't want your charity."
"Is it more honourable to steal than to accept a gift?" She tried to
caress Carmen's bruise. The girl pulled away violently. "Hold on to
those earrings for me."
"Why?" She sounded stunned.
"Give them back when you no longer need them."
"That'd be a long time!" She snuffed.
Victoria fetched a towel and put some of the ice from the champagne
bottle. Carmen took it to cool down her bruise.
"Do you want to tell me how you got that?"
"My boyfriend."
"Creep!" Victoria sat down.
"I've been with him for a long time ..." She mechanically defended him.
"Since you were thirteen, right?" She said sarcastically.
"No!" She scorned. "You knew I wasn't a minor, didn't you?"
"Not at first." Victoria admitted. "Give me some credit. I'm not that
stupid."
"Well those days are over for me." Carmen sighed.
"Nice to hear it." Victoria smiled pleased that at least someone
started the New Year on the right foot. "Use those earrings to buy
yourself a new life."
"Why are you doing this?"
"Doing what?" Victoria lit a cigarette and offered one to the girl.
"Being so kind to me." She couldn't understand. "I stole from you!"
"We all hit rock bottom some time and we all need a break in life."
"You're strange." Carmen shook her head.
"Thank-you, I think."
They continued to talk. Victoria soon discovered that Carmen came from a
very big and poor family. Her father was an alcoholic and her mother
didn't really care that much for her children. She'd been fending for
herself since she could crawl. She'd only been fourteen when she was
prostituting herself. Then she met her boyfriend, who was the man in the
alley, who seen potential in her youthful appearance. He began to use her
in all sorts of cons and extortion scams.
This night was intended to bring Victoria down. Only this time Carmen let
her emotions get in the way. That had been the reason why her boyfriend
had slapped her and thrown her out of his apartment. She no longer wanted
to be a part of his scams. She'd intended to return the earring and
leave the city.
"You first stole my earring and then decide to return it?" Victoria
grinned amused. "Now that's strange."
"It wasn't supposed to happen like that." Carmen avoided eye contact.
"You're ... different."
"Aren't we all?" She hugged her gently by the shoulder. "If it's any
consolation I'm broke myself."
"Really?" She cocked her eyebrow.
"My father has disowned me and virtually left me penniless." Victoria
got up to fetch a telegram and read it out loud. "`Your monthly
allowance has from henceforth been revoked.'" She threw the telegram in
the bin. "Like he couldn't have emailed this to me?" She tried to
sound humorous.
"Can he do that?" Carmen felt stunned that rich people also have money
problems.
"He already has." Victoria laughed out loud. "I'm so sorry dear, but
I just can't help it."
"What's so funny?"
"Life is funny!" Then suddenly she stopped. "Let's order room
service!"
Victoria found herself admiring this girl more and more. Carmen was
dualistic in nature. She was a small, wild animal, shy yet strong, and
about half Victoria's size. Victoria felt like capturing her hands and
caress in its fierceness. They ordered room service and talked throughout
the morning.
"So do you have any family to go to?" Victoria asked.
"No ..." She finished drinking the last of her coffee. "I was thinking
of going to Sao Paulo and find a job there. What about you?"
"I had other plans before you came along, but they've changed now."
She admitted. "I bought a small villa in the interior with what I sold
from the rest of my jewels. They told me it's a dump!"
"When will you leave?"
"Today." Victoria suddenly felt warm liquid ooze from her chest.
"Fuck!"
"What is it?" Carmen looked at the older woman's chest.
Her breasts were drenched with milk and Victoria didn't notice Carmen
inspecting her.
"Excuse me," she pattered her soaked chest. "I'll be right back."
"No problem."
Unthinkingly, Victoria went to the bathroom and took off her dress.
Carmen leaned forward and managed to peer inside the bathroom through the
refection of a mirror. The door was opened just wide enough to admire
Victoria's slightly overweight body.
Carmen unconsciously licked her lips. To her Victoria had the appearance
of a goddess. That round, firm white ass appeared as if was carved from
marble. It was strangely arousing to see this beautiful woman lactating.
She'd never seen anyone do that before. Her breasts seemed perfect and
somewhat desirable. They were almost D-cups and almost perfectly conical.
How could she not help but look and admire the beauty of this middle aged
woman?
She saw that Victoria had a portly waist with wide hips, leading to her
soft blonde pussy hair. She so wanted to touch and stroke her there and
on her breasts. Carmen had already noticed when they first met that this
woman was already leaking milk when they met. That had been the main
reason why she'd accepted her offer to come to the hotel. She found
herself both entranced and sexually aroused by this vision of motherhood.
Suddenly she felt a pang of envy for the baby who was going to drink that
milk. Victoria returned from the bathroom now fully dressed to go out.
"I lost a baby." Victoria simply answered in explanation to the girl's
ogling.
"I'm sorry." She lowered her head ashamed of her thoughts of envy but
still wanting to drink that milk.
"It's ok." She smiled gently and then seemed to hesitate. "I might
have a proposal for you ... that is if you'd like to hear it."
"Go ahead."
"Seeing as I've bought a villa and all." Victoria wasn't sure if she
should make this proposition, but she didn't want to be alone. "Can you
cook?"
"Yeah." She smiled sensually. "Why ask?"
"I'm going to live there for a while and I don't know how to cook. I
was wondering if you might be interested in joining me. I'd pay you of
course!"
With milk from those breasts I hope, Carmen felt like saying. And the
truth was that she'd be willing to accept those terms.
"Well ..." Carmen tried not to sound too eager.
"It was foolish of me to ask ..." Victoria turned around slowly.
"Hold on." Carmen objected. "I'll accept the job."
"Don't you want to know the terms?" Victoria smiled ecstatically.
"We'll work something out."
"According to my calculations I can pay you a medium size wage for a
year ..."
"As I said we can work something out." A sly smile curled over
Carmen's face. "I could use the time off to get away from my life."
"Welcome on board."
This suggestion seemed to make the young girl ecstatic and overjoyed. It
was the perfect opportunity to get away from home and her abusive
boyfriend. Carmen had other plans in mind for Victoria. She was beginning
to fall in love with her and was already scheming of a way to get
Victoria to fall in love with her too.

III

They both arrived at a small remote village which was practically lost at
the edge of the jungle. It was a dreary little place where time just
dragged and the solitude was abundant. It was exactly what she'd wanted
and needed. Victoria drove the jeep up a steep hill. They'd packed ample
supplies with them and there weren't many people to ask directions. The
place was virtually isolated just as Victoria had requested. She needed
some time alone, but hadn't planed on bringing company.
Victoria looked at the girl's youthful face and saw her smiling
ecstatically. She'd noticed, not for the first time, the sensual curve
of her mouth, the slender lines of her hips and belly. Carmen was wearing
a buttoned shirt which was knotted at the bottom revealing her
bellybutton. Those little breasts weren't any larger than a small
tangerine but they were kind of sexy to look at. But the way her nipples
poked out from the fabric like two bullets were mouth-watering.
The girl was wearing a miniskirt which revealed those golden coloured
Latina legs of a sexy slender shape. Victoria felt like passing her hand
over them and perhaps ... perhaps ...
"Look out!" said Carmen and Victoria only had time to break.
"Sorry." She blushed. "I was distracted."
Victoria silently scolded herself for even thinking such a thing. She
continued to drive but this time squeezing the steering wheel furiously.
What was she thinking? She was nothing more than a pervert to be thinking
of doing those thoughts with this girl. Sure, she wasn't a kid but it
wasn't right to have homosexual sex.
She had to suppress the feelings she knew was wrong. Victoria wasn't
gay, nor had she ever had a homosexual relationship. She brought Carmen
here to save her from her boyfriend and not pervert her with filthy
fantasies.
"Oh, you're lactating again." Carmen pointed to her breasts. "Do you
want me to dry you?"
Oh yes I would, she felt like screaming out with joy but stopped herself
in time.
"That won't be necessary." Victoria said a little too quickly.
If this girl touched her anywhere on her body she might end up by
violating her in an orgy of lust. It might have been a mistake to bring
her here. What Victoria felt she should've done was to kill her self
that night.
I will refrain from having any wicked thoughts, she thought.
They saw the house as they drove into town: a stately villa that flashed
white like fire from the sun. There was a high wall surrounding the place
and the whole place was void from any human presence.
"We're going to live here?" Carmen awed. "It's beautiful!"
Victoria halted the car and stared herself. A hot breeze from the jungle
stirred her long blond hair. It was odd to find such a large residence
here, seeing as they were so many miles from civilization. There was
nothing special about this area to attract the wealthy, except perhaps
the view, but it was so isolated. They passed through the gate and she
killed the engine.
"C'mon!" Victoria smiled. "Let's get unpacking."
Once inside Victoria realised that the villa looked smaller than it had
from the road, and though its structure was still impressive, it was in
need of some repairs. Weeds grew between the paving stones of the
courtyard, and the lawn was going to need a full day to mow. Butterflies
fluttered about the flowers, and the scent of jungle hung heavy in the
air. They soon discovered that there was no electricity, but stacks of
candles.
Carmen didn't seem to mind at the least bit. She said she was used to
not having indoor electric lighting, but was overjoyed to be in such a
beautiful and wonderful house.
At her age Victoria might have bitched and complained about this house.
It impressed her to observe this girl's ability to see the good in life.
It made her feel ashamed at her own weakness about wanting to take her
life.
On that very afternoon when they'd arrived, and when the sun sunk into
the jungle hills in the west, Carmen displayed her culinary skills. She
was a fabulous cook and refused to let Victoria help. Soon it was dusk
and the smells of her cooking came to her ^Ö meat, bread and rice. All
that time the girl almost seemed to be waving her tight ass in a taunting
way.
"Let's have dinner in the garden," Victoria said, rising from her
chair and fighting off the urge to squeeze those ass cheeks.
"Lead the way."
Victoria felt stuffed from all the food she ate. The girl was one hell of
a cook and worth every cent she was getting, which reminded her of how
low her finances were. She needed to find a new source of income and
fast.
"You're a bad influence to me." Victoria giggled as she patted her
stomach. "I'm going to put on more pounds than I want to."
"That's all right." Her face beamed like the sunshine. "I like you
the way you are."
"Wouldn't you like me to lose weight?" Victoria winked.
"Not one bit!"
"Really?" Victoria raised her eyebrows surprised.
"You look sexy."
"That's the first time anyone has said that about me." Victoria
blushed terribly.
The thought of Victoria losing weight horrified Carmen. If this goddess
lost any weight then those breasts would shrink. It was up to her to keep
this delicious woman fat for when the time came to make love together.
Those juicy milk breasts were just an arms length away.
That first night they slept in separate rooms, which were opposite each
other.
Carmen felt a little disappointed that Victoria hadn't invited her to
sleep in her bed, even as a "friend", but friendship wasn't what she
had in mind. She felt and knew that Victoria might have dilemmas and
apprehensions about her youth and sex. But Carmen wanted to have sex with
Victoria.
In fact, when they first met she really thought that Victoria was going
to solicit her. Many gringos come to Latin America for that purpose
alone. But she discovered that Victoria really cared for her, maybe just
a little too much for what she wanted.
What scared Carmen the most was that Victoria might not want her because
she'd been a prostitute and a thief. She wanted to amend her ways and
show Carmen that she loved her. She could feel the sexual tension oozing
from Victoria. Carmen even tried to entice her a few times, but to no
avail.
The older woman's subconscious was getting in the way of progress.
Victoria was trapped between her ideas of friendship and her desires as a
woman. The truth was Carmen didn't like men and had never felt attracted
to the opposite sex. The men in her country were so violent and mean like
her father and boyfriend. They were selfish and inconsiderate when it
came to sex.
She often heard and saw her parents having sex on the mattress next to
her and her brothers and sisters. He'd sometimes grunt three or four
times and then it was over. The same thing happened with her boyfriend
and most of her former clients.
The first time she'd had sex with another woman was with her cousin
Marta. It'd been an amazing sexual experience. Her cousin had taught her
how to make love to other women with their mouths. Marta had been three
years older than she was when they first had sex together. It had the
first and only act of kindness she'd ever felt.
Unfortunately she immigrated to the United States and never heard of her
again.
Now destiny had put this woman in her path. If Victoria would let her,
she'd make love to her like there was no tomorrow. Carmen felt sexually
attracted to her. What made her even sexier were those overflowing milk
bloated breasts. Oh, she'd longed in suckling that milk. She wanted to
have sex with Victoria and need to act fast.
If she waited too long Victoria's milk might dry up. The first thing was
convincing Victoria that there was nothing wrong with making love to her.
She had to break down her bigotry and accept her sexuality.
The first step to conquer Victoria would be friendship. Carmen would need
to take baby steps in order to win her heart. It was going to be a
difficult battle to win that wonderful body and those curvy thighs.
She lay in her bed and gently rubbed her swelling breasts and tugged on
her stiff nipples in the middle of the night. Carmen spent most of the
night of thinking and plotting of ways to get a full glimpse of those
tits. Marta had taught her many, many tricks to seduce men as well as
women. Eventually she'd succumb and Carmen would have her prize.

IV

The next few days Victoria groomed her self and discovered that her
self-esteem was growing. She had completely forgotten about suicide and
was on the track of finding a new meaning in life.
They sat at the table both secretly admiring and lusting for each other.
Carmen had taken to wearing more make-up and looked sexier. She was
finally looking her real age of eighteen. They spent most of the time
simply exploring the villa and outside grounds. This was indeed a very
remote place. The nearest village was at least half a day's ride from
where they were. They took a picnic with them and spent the whole morning
together chatting and laughing.
Life was grand like that for the next three weeks.
Every opportunity they talked and spent time together, at every
opportunity they touched. It could be a momentary touch, brushing an arm,
a hug good morning or goodnight, standing in the kitchen drinking coffee
... The closer they stood or sat the more intense the feeling.
One day, six weeks after they'd arrived at the villa, they'd spent
hours digging over the garden. Suddenly the rain began to pour by the
bucketfuls, covered in mud Carmen finally had the perfect excuse to jump
in the shower. They danced outside, laughing and standing in the rain
like a pair of drowned fishes.
Carmen felt that this was the moment of truth. She stripped down to her
panties and shivering as the rain dripped from her hair down to her back
and over her breasts. Victoria's nipples protruded through her sticky
shirt, they were so hard, so alluring. Carmen took Victoria's face into
her hands and kissed that red mouth. Their first kiss was so explosive,
so intense. Their hungry mouths and tongues were trying to engulf one
another.
Victoria didn't seem didn't seem to notice as Carmen finished
unbuckling, unbuttoning and unzipping her. Carmen began to tug
Victoria's shorts and panties. As she lowered herself down to her knees
to help the clothes on their way down she found herself staring at
Victoria's beautiful pussy. She could almost taste her soon-to-be
lover's arousal and she almost did, but she kept her urges under
control.
The first time she moved too fast and scared Victoria away by being too
forward. With some luck and patience Victoria's pussy would soon be
hers. She took Victoria's hand and led her through to the shower room,
her heart leapt as she felt a warm rush through her body. Carmen rubbed
her body sensually against Victoria's as they continued their frantic
kissing of one another.
"Come," Carmen said as she took Victoria's hand and smiled softly at
her.
It wasn't all the time that Carmen was the dominate partner in the
relationship. This was an incredible turn on for her. She grabbed
Victoria's trembling hand and led to the double bed and guided her to
sit against the headboard. Victoria felt as if she were in a trance and
authorized herself to be led and placed.
"I'm afraid," Victoria wept.
Carmen scratched a match and lit a candle. She was completely naked and
her pussy was neatly shaven and smooth. There was a powerful dominating
glare in her eyes as if she were determined to do something. For the
first time Victoria saw something ruthless in the girl's beautiful
expression.
A part of Carmen wanted to feel mercy for Victoria but the other part
wanted a conquest. They walked to her bedroom still holding each other
tightly. She looked at the bed and saw that Victoria was lying down,
completely and utterly at her mercy. How delicious and vulnerable she
looked. How ready and ripe she was for the pickings.
"So this is how a conqueror feels like." She thought as a cruel smile
curved at the side of her mouth.
Victoria sat in silence, as the dark gloom closed in around her, and felt
quite unnerved as the only sounds she could here were the rain, her own
nervous heartbeat and the girl's breathing. She'd never be able to help
herself with her now. In the girl's presence, she'd become a dedicated
version of an intense sexual drive.
"I think we'd better stop before it's too late." Victoria closed her
eyes.
"You're not getting away that easily," she said passing her hand over
Victoria's thick leg. "You belong to me now."
While Victoria sat there blushing and worrying about her sexual identity
Carmen's mind was already made up. She knew exactly what was going on in
Victoria's head. She witnessed it several times and, like a lot of girls
of her persuasion, she had moments like these herself. She'd been able to
work it out, but not everyone was able to. Some people needed a little
help like Victoria. Carmen was going to show her that there was nothing
to be afraid of.
"I've waited long enough for you." She said as she began to sit that
round white ass on the bed. "If you won't make the first move then I
will!"
Victoria felt like seizing control of the situation but a part of her
stopped herself from doing so. If she stopped this girl now she'd
probably would've regretted it for the rest of her life. Suddenly Carmen
sat on her lap and locked her arms around her neck. "It's alright."
She slipped her tongue into Victoria's mouth and then pulled her legs
apart. The only thing that stopped her was fear of missing out on
something she'd wanted for so long.
"It's time for me to shave you." Carmen opened Victoria's legs and
saw that she was already wet.
She snipped her light blond hair with a pair of scissors. When her pussy
was trimmed to sexy stubble, she took a shaving brush and rubbed it over
her cunt, following with some soap. Victoria gasped with pleasure as
Carmen coated her cunt. Carmen let her finger play over the older
woman's swollen labia. Victoria shuddered and smiled, her nipples
hardened on her huge conical, puffy tits.
She took the razor and carefully shaved her cunt with long, smooth
strokes.  Victoria widened her legs even more, inviting her access
between her thighs. Carmen swabbed her clean and then shaved her gently
again, making her skin completely smooth like hers. Her soapy hands
played with Victoria's naked sex, her taunts proving quite pleasurable,
but not quite giving Victoria the release she needed.
Once Victoria was comfortable Carmen plainly spread her legs and began to
slowly massage her pussy. Victoria sucked in air and stared at Carmen in
astonishment. Regardless of herself she hadn't expected Carmen to just
start touching her like that. She almost thought of stopping Carmen, but
the little willpower she had left melted away. She felt Carmen's ebony
long fingers slowly sliding between her now smooth pussy lips as her
other hand caressed her mammoth breast.
"Oh fuck!" Victoria's eyes rolled back.
Carmen trailed her tongue from then inner side of Victoria's thigh and
straddled her face. Her pussy was only inches away from Victoria's
mouth.
"Suck me, Victoria!" She demanded. "Lick it properly. Mmmm!"
Victoria was going to lick that pussy until this juicy cunt couldn't
stand it anymore. The girl watched as Victoria went to violently sucking
her aroused clit. Victoria was beyond herself in lust and moved in closer
to her.
Suddenly she flipped Carmen flat on the bed burying her face as deeply as
she could in her cunt. The violence of lust was so great that it felt as
if she wanted to enter Carmen's womb with her tongue. She sucked her
clit with eagerness, making Carmen squirm. She then leaned forward and
ran her tongue over the velvety smooth slit. She kept licking on it,
savouring its sweetness and Carmen pushed her pussy deeper in Victoria's
mouth.
Victoria suddenly rose up and looked into Carmen's face. She saw a look
of fiery desire which made shivers run throughout her body. Victoria's
breasts bounced like two giant balloons ready to burst. Carmen wept with
joy as she marvelled at the biggest set of breasts and ass she'd ever
seen. The ends of Carmen's luscious full mouth rose in an appealing
faint smile and both looked at each other in silence for a while.
"Give them to me!!!" Carmen demanded urgently. "Give me those tits!
THEY'RE MINE!!"
Carmen sounded like a spoilt brat demanding something from a parent. She
made the first move as she began to caress Victoria's breasts, bending
to kiss each one.
"Good!" Carmen squeezed Victoria's puffy nipple and a squirt of milk
splashed against her cheek. "MORE!"
Victoria leaned over close as her two huge milk burdened offerings
bounced freely, on proud erotic display. They were now just inches from
Carmen's face. Carmen looked up at Victoria and cupped her swollen right
breast to her mouth.
"Drink all you want baby." Victoria was in an erotic bliss. "Do it for
mommy."
Carmen raised her mouth onto that gorgeous full breast. Suddenly that
large milk oozing nipple rest briefly on her bottom lip, as she tasted
the milky nectar of her mother. Carmen could hold back no longer and
gobbled up as much of that creamy tit into her mouth as she could,
sucking greedily. Victoria rewarded Carmen with thick long warm spurts of
her bountiful sustenance, the milk of life, the milk of a mother.
"Suck all you want baby ..." Victoria caressed the girl's hair. "It's
all yours!"
Victoria sat down, legs crossed and Carmen sitting on her lap nursing on
those huge milky orbs in urgent lusty hunger. It was the most sexual
pleasure Victoria had experienced in her entire life. Carmen was going to
give her the sexual release she craved.
Victoria trailed her hand blindly on Carmen's nipple, pinching it, and
moving down to find Carmen's bellybutton, drawing circles around it with
her finger. Suddenly Carmen grabbed Victoria's hand and urgently placed
it on her pussy. It was the first sexual fondling of a woman Victoria had
ever done. Electrical shocks of anticipation ran through Carmen's body.
She wasted no time and with similar urgency to Carmen's suckling,
Victoria eased her right breast and traded it of the one in Carmen's
mouth. It hung garishly free to Carmen's aroused gaze, and she began to
suckle violently. She guzzled it down like a greedy pig.
Carmen refused to let the tit go and felt in her mouth its huge pink
nipple grow hard and erect. She massaged it expertly with her tongue,
nearly gagging with all the milk it was producing but refused to stop.
This had been even better than she'd imagined. She became aware of
Victoria's hand sliding up her inner thigh and on her slit. Carmen
opened her legs even wider.
Victoria's hand found Carmen's jutting mound of joy, completely bare
and awaiting. Her thighs were widespread. Victoria weaved her fingers
slowly through the smooth velvety pussy lips of Carmen's sex. They found
their target. Strong soft fingers traced a path along a very wet slippery
slit. Victoria emitted a faint groan and Carmen sighed in harmony as she
continued to quench her sexual thirst on Victoria's spurting teat.
Flexible fingers now intentionally and skilfully, as only a woman can,
caressed, rubbed and teased Carmen's aroused swollen clit. Then fingers
were inside, first one, then two, then three. Probing, shoving,
thrusting, and making the lovely squishing sounds of a cunt being
finger-fucked. With three fingers inside Carmen's sweet pussy Victoria
let the base of her thumb embrace and caress Carmen's all swollen clit.
Carmen pawed her way down to Victoria's pussy, and Victoria raised her
leg so that Carmen's hand could stroke her cunt also. Carmen's hand
snaked its way under Victoria and slipped her fingers into Victoria's
smooth mound and delightfully found an extremely wet cunt.
Victoria wriggled fingers into Carmen's fiery moist cavern. Carmen
groaned and sucked harder on that spurting tit and finger-fucking
Victoria's smooth wet cunt with even greater insistence. Their orgasms
were closing in at a matching time. Carmen's thighs shot out straight as
her thigh muscles contracted and thrust her pussy into Victoria's hand.
Carmen sucked violently on Victoria's teat as she spasmed with the
arrival of her orgasm. She thrust her fingers in Victoria's cunt up hard
and high off the bed as their juices gushed out in unison spasm. Both
their bodies were showered over by an ocean of pleasure and lust.
Carmen finally fell asleep with a little dried up milk caked at the sides
of her mouth. There was a look of bliss in her expression that brought a
smile to Victoria's mouth. Victoria and Carmen seemed perfectly made for
each other. This young woman had liberated Victoria.
Victoria caressed Carmen's long wavy black hair. Once Carmen woke up
she'd tell her the `good news' that her ex-husband died a week ago.
The life insurance policy was still in Victoria's name and she stood to
receive a cool five million dollars. That not counting she was still the
soul inheritor of Robert's will.
Ironically it'd been Robert's idea to make Victoria his testimony of
his will, as a `show of his love'.  That meant that she'd also receive
an additional twenty million dollars.
She'd buy Carmen all the things she deserved and a whole lot more.
Victoria had changed. With the money she was going to receive from Robert
she was going to put to very good use. She was going to get even with her
father and destroy him the same way he tried to destroy her. She was
going to leave him penniless and a pauper. Never again will she let
herself fall at the mercy of another human being.
But first ...
"Carmen." Victoria shook her gently. "Wake-up."
"Hmmm?" Carmen rubbed her eyes sleepily. "What is it?"
"I'm going to need some help with these." She bounced her juicy
breasts up and down in her hands. "Do you think you're up to the job?"
Carmen licked her lips in anticipation. Not only was she up to the task
in hand she was also going to give that cunt a good licking. They
couldn't get enough of each other sexually. They'd finally found true
happiness and love.

The End?