Bbw Milking Novels & Stories

I announced right after we arrived at the cowshed. “Oh my God, do they bite?” One of the ladies asked. “No, and our staff will be with you the whole time, so you have nothing to be worried about, my lady.” I smiled at her. “So we just have to squeeze their boobs?” Nia asked, staring at me flirtatiously. “Exactly, Miss Miller.” I forced a smile. After explaining the rules of the game, they all set to work while I walked around, supervising them. Some of these ladies have never been in a barn, let alone milked a cow. It was funny seeing them try to do it.

The excessive flow refused to slow. They brought out the breast pump they had bought specifically for this. Emma was laid back on the crib mattress in the corner, legs spread wide. Marcus worked his cock into her ass while Jax slid into her pussy, double-penetrating her as the pump’s flanges sealed over both nipples. The machine hummed to life on high, pulling strong, steady streams of milk into the collection bottles. Emma cried out in overwhelmed pleasure, body shaking as the men fucked her in perfect sync.

"I can get you another drink, if you want?" "No, it's okay. I should probably go to the nursery and, uh, use that Goddess-forsaken breast pump again. It's basically what they use on cows, you know. That's what I am. A dairy cow. I hate to pump and dump and waste this liquid gold, but the babies have enough to last them for the night, and I have been drinking." "From breeder to feeder," Myla uttered dramatically, and I almost choked on what little remained of my champagne.

“Gonna fill this cunt until your udders swell even bigger tomorrow.” Client 2 knelt at my front. He reached under me and detached the left milking cup. My nipple was dark red, hugely swollen, and leaking in a steady stream. He latched on immediately, sucking hard and greedily. The contrast between the brutal mechanical suction on my right breast and the wet heat of his mouth on the left sent me spiraling. I mooed continuously as he drank deep gulps of my warm, sweet milk.

Callina says quickly she doesn't want to stop her flow completely. "Try and give the girls the breast milk in their bottles, it'll get them used to the taste and help with Millies condition," David says as final advice for today, the session was over, this might be one of the strangest families he ever seen, but he got to admit, they got him interstate.

The camera zoomed in mercilessly, capturing every bulge in her neck and the way her eyes rolled back. At the same time, Ronan slammed balls-deep into her pussy from behind with zero warning. The wet, filthy squelch of her soaked cunt being brutally stretched echoed through the room. He fucked her with punishing force, his heavy balls slapping loudly against her clit. “Fuck, this traitor cunt is gripping me so hard,” he groaned. Kai grabbed her swinging tits, twisting her nipples hard until thin white streams of milk sprayed out in arcs, which the cameras caught in crystal-clear slow motion. “These fat milking udders are perfect for content,” he laughed, slapping her breasts hard enough to ma

In the center: a thick black leather collar with a silver padlock engraved “V’s.” My breath caught. “Strip, little niece.” I obeyed, shirt pooling at my feet. He buckled the collar around my neck—heavy, possessive, the lock clicking shut. A leash attached. “On the table.” The milking table had holes for breasts and a padded cradle for hips. He positioned me face down, breasts hanging through, legs spread and strapped wide. My collared neck was tethered to the front, immobilizing me completely. He circled, trailing a flogger’s tails over my skin.

“I’m… I’m your milky mommy—milk me! Ahhhhn!” He squeezed again and again, pulsing his hands in perfect time with his sucking, drawing out thick jets that splashed noisily into the mug. Milk flowed endlessly from both sides as he drank greedily and milked the other with firm, practiced strokes. “That’s it, pump it all out for me,” he muttered around my nipple, voice muffled and thick. “Fill my coffee with your sweet mommy milk like the filthy leaking whore you are. Fuck, you’re gushing so much.”

Finally, I was tasting the soft, pointed bud without a cloth covering it. “Mmm~” I moaned softly and suckled on it. She moaned lowly and arched her back a little, giving me more access to her nipple. I sucked gently at first, but then I needed more. I started to suckle faster and harder, just like a milking machine would on a cow. I suckled and pulled on it like I was trying to suck some sweet nectar out of it. She moaned continuously, arching her back and raising her hips which I lay in between.

The next morning, Jake led me into the barn to help milk the cows. Bay led a tan cow down the center aisle past us. He shakes his head when he saw Jake and I, and walked down the aisle to cool off. Throughout the process of milking the cow he could not get his eyes off of me. I’ve been spending so much time with Jake the past few days and Bay hated it. After sometime he huffed and stormed off.