Undercover Hucow: Chocolate Milk for the Lesbian Captain

By Scarlet Carson

Kimmie Sinclair is excited to be assigned an undercover job on her first day on the police force, not expecting to be sent to the local hucow dairy bar by her lesbian police captain, who lusts for her new African American recruit. At the bar, Kimmie gets a taste of creamy, sweet milk, and discovers that her body is reacting in strange and sexy ways. Incredibly horny and needing to be milked, she returns to the bar over and over, not wanting to disappoint her captain, and determined to get some relief. This tale of a hucow in training, with a bonus alternate ending, is sure to leave you wanting more!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Scarlet Carson
• Release date: Apr 2, 2018
• ISBN: 9781370081769

Scarlet Carson

Scarlet Carson was born in Georgia in the back seat of a Greyhound bus rollin' down Highway 41. She began writing at an early age, and graduated from both Macon College and the University of Georgia with degrees in English. Unfortunately, she discovered that English degrees don't mean much in the real world, and opted to channel her creative energies into writing short novels, which led to her winning the coveted Eagle Award. Today, she lives with her husband and two dogs on a farm in south Georgia, and embarrasses her family on a daily basis due to her erotic fiction.

Book preview

Undercover Hucow:

Chocolate Milk for the Lesbian Captain

By

Scarlet Carson

Copyright 2016 Ghostwriter’s Ink

All characters in this story are 18 and over.

Book contains graphic sex scenes, as well as sex scenes between totally unrelated members of a family

Author’s Note

Please be sure to read to the end because I have added an alternate ending as a bonus. Melody, the co-star of my mind-control series of books (Troubled, Lesbian Lessons, Pregnant Brides, Pregnant Brides II), occasionally whispers in my ear, suggesting various plots and snippets of dialogue. Too often, her ideas veer toward the wild side, and I have to veto them.

For this story, though, I thought they had merit, and have included one of her suggestions. Be warned, though, it’s violent, and has a completely different tone than the rest of the book. Please read it, but do so at your own risk.

Let me know if you like it, and I’ll tell her. I’ll also include you on my mailing list, letting you know when I publish more books. I’ll also include sexy extras just for my subscribers.

Scarlet

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Excerpt

She tried to concentrate on the patrons, but found she couldn’t because her breasts had begun to hurt a little. Well, not really hurt, she thought, but they felt … different. Almost full, she thought. Looking down, they seemed to be straining against her blouse, whereas earlier everything seemed to fit fine.

I must be drunk, she said to herself. Still, it was hard to sit there and not reach up and massage her breasts, so she decided to excuse herself to the ladies room.

Looking around, she saw the ladies room sign, and half walked/staggered toward the door. Once inside, she looked in the mirror at her chest, and realized that they were bigger. Impossible, she thought. She then took a tit in each hand and squeezed, and almost orgasmed in her panties right there. The sensation was so intense that she shook all over, and finally grabbed the sink to steady herself.

How much alcohol was in those drinks? she asked to herself once her tremors subsided.

Table of Contents

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Epilogue

Alternate Ending

Chapter 1

Kimmie Sinclair loved being fucked.

Today, though, she just wished her boyfriend, Steve, would finish. Lying on her stomach with her boyfriend on top, all eight inches of his big black cock firmly entrenched in her wet pussy and pounding away, she knew that it felt good, but her mind was miles away. Today was her first day on the Cross Plains police force, and she had a meeting with her captain promptly at 8 a.m.

Turning her head on her pillow, she looked at her bedside clock, which read 7:15, and almost had a heart attack. Shit, I’m going to be late, she exclaimed, trying to roll out from under Steve. Steve, though, had other plans, and reached under her with both hands to grab her small tits. Holding on, he intensified his fucking, and Kimmie knew that he wouldn’t quit until he was done. Praying that he would cum soon, she finally heard him grunt, and he squeezed her hard as she felt him spray hot, sticky cum in her pussy.

Finally, she said, feeling Steve beginning to roll off her, his cum dribbling out of her pussy. She finished pushing Steve off, and made