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.
“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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