Wednesday, June 18, 2014

Excerpt from Training the Dairy Maids



Jordyn smoothed her hands down her bountiful breasts, pressing her white peasant shirt with its useful elastic neckline and her new pale-blue checked skirt. “I can’t believe we started lactating so soon!” She’d abandoned the red skirt of the dry dairy maid back in the farm house: the blue told everyone she could produce small quantities of milk.
Heidi cupped her melon-sized breasts, hefting them. She had to work hard—they were huge. “Only four days since we got here!”  She too wore light blue, but Heidi planned to be in the dark blue of the top producers before long.
Here was the Manley Dairy, where the dairy maids treated the guests to warm drinks of the freshest milk possible. Straight from producer to consumer, and Heidi and Jordyn just set a record for beginning to lactate. Their friend Ginny surely wouldn’t be far behind, but the new dairy maids had a month’s probation because so many new girls needed all that time to begin. Ginny was still upstairs at the farmhouse getting pumped and diddled into making milk.
They’d done everything they could do for Ginny, who lay on the bed with her knees spread wide and the collectors pulling at her enormous breasts with their still-dry nipples. When that girl got her milk, she was going to get a lot of milk, but she hadn’t gotten it yet.
Elspeth, the head dairy maid, had lubed up a fresh vibrator for Ginny and shooed them out. “You have two and a half hours before you have to report to Dirk for training. Go get some sun, girls, but don’t—” She winked slowly. “—go to the glade in the hickory grove.”
Heidi and Jordyn kissed Ginny for luck and scampered out into the sunshine. They tossed some crumbs to the ducks in the pond, tripped over a croquet wicket on the vast lawn outside the farmhouse, smelled the new-mown hay from the field where Horace the cowman drove a tractor back and forth, and somehow or other just managed to end up in a sun-filtered glade among the hickory trees.
“Do you think lactating right away means we’ll make a lot of milk?” Heidi pinched one of her nipples through the fabric.
“Oh I hope so!” Jordyn crossed her arms below her breasts for support. “I’m going to do everything I can to make a lot of milk.” With one had she cupped her enormous tit and rubbed her thumb over the stiff nubbin poking against her bra. She shivered: it felt so good to do that, like her breasts had finally found their purpose. Didn’t hurt that the feeling went right to her clit. She and Heidi had helped Ginny, and she still wanted some “help” for herself. But would Heidi be willing?
“Dirk said we had good quality for first milks just now.” Heidi massaged her breast. “He’s quality control for the dairy, so he’d know.”
“Dirk Manley has to be the happiest guy in the world.” Jordyn giggled. “Imagine the hard, hard, work he has to do: sucking on nipples and tasting milk.”
“I bet it gives him a hard, hard, cock doing that.” Heidi wouldn’t mind seeing Dirk’s cock, or getting a little chummier with it. Her boss was a tall, handsome man who ran his dairy with a smile.
“Bet he does.” Jordyn liked stroking one nipple so much that she shifted to do both at once. “Semen’s full of prostaglandins, and we need those to get our milk.”
“Heh, we know he doesn’t mind fraternizing with the staff.” Heidi had been stuffed full of prostaglandins too, and he always made sure she climaxed.
“That’s not fraternizing, that’s medical treatment.” Jordyn had lain on the exam table with her feet in the stirrups this morning while Dr. Busby opened his trousers. She’d enjoyed it, but the ambiance was a little lacking. Dirk had “treated” her the day before. His fat cock ought to be something besides a medicine dispenser.
“So’s what we’re doing,” Heidi hadn’t stopped pulling on her nipples. “And it’s getting our clothes wet.” She hooked a finger into her elastic neckline and tugged the white cotton below her ample bust to expose her huge titties. The white lace of her bra held them high on her chest in spite of their vast size. Undoing the front clasp let her bra sigh open. Her huge breasts strained against the lace. Heidi eased the cups away from her skin. “Are your breasts tender? Mine are.”
“Mine too. Do you think it’s because we just started lactating?” Jordyn flipped her long, wheat-blonde hair behind her shoulders and pulled her own peasant blouse down. The sun dappled her pale skin and pink bra through the hickory leaves, making dancing shadows on her. “My bra fits really well but I don’t want it touching me right now.” She opened her front clasp too. One at a time she took her breasts out of the cups, handling them carefully and not letting them drop once they were free of the brassiere. Even so, they didn’t settle far. Heidi admired the rounded mounds, with their hard tips centered in large areolas.
Heidi’d never thought about nipples being pretty before. She liked her own, loving the big protrusions that matched the rest of her bountiful frame. Nothing miniature on her, that’s for sure. Bigger than life, twice as horny was Heidi’s motto, and if anyone thought a big, beautiful woman like her should shrink away into a corner, they could go suck hind tit. Or suck nothing at all: her tits were prizes and any man who laid his lips on her was one lucky dude. But Jordyn’s nipples were pretty. Inviting.
Heidi reached out to touch. “You are just made to give milk, you know?” She traced a circle around the edge of the dark disk on Jordyn’s breast. She got all the way around and had to touch the white bead forming on the tip of Jordyn’s nipple. “You are gorgeous.” Heidi wanted to put her mouth on that nipple and suck, just like she’d done for the last four days while they were trying to make their milk come in. Would she be welcome now that the precious fluid seeped from her friend’s nipples?
“You are too.” Jordyn cupped both of Heidi’s huge breasts. “Every man who comes to the dairy is going to want to breastfeed from you. I don’t stand a chance.”
Heidi laughed. “For every man who wants to suck on Big Beautiful here, there’ll be another who thinks a lactating Barbie doll tastes just fine.” Jordyn, lovely Jordyn with gushing breasts, was going to be popular with the dairy’s visitors. “You do taste just fine, right?”


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