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Well with the holidays over it’s back to company as usual.

Danica said I’d be working with a friend of hers. Millie was her name. After a bit of information, I learned she lived about an hour away on a farm. When I asked why she didn’t work in the office, I was only told, “she isn’t comfortable around other people” and “she can’t go down stairs” weird. So this weekend I was to go to her house and do whatever she needed me to do.

The drive to the countryside was nice, the hustle and bustle of the noisy city faded into rolling green hills and golden farmland. The highway I took faded to a long double Lane Road leading to nowhere. My GPS led me to an offroad and eventually towards the farmhouse.

It was an old plantation home, painted pearly white, two stories with a wrap-around porch. A big red barn was beset behind it.

I pulled into the driveway, where only one other car sat motionlessly.

I read the signage on the front of the house, 8008 Milford drive. This was the place. I walked up the stairs leading to the porch. It was a covered porch, with several sets of tasteful wooden furniture strewn about.

I knocked on the door and I waited. And waited, and waited some more. After a while I left the porch and started walking around, to see if I could discover anyone. It seemed barren for such a large estate. I walked by the barn and heard a peculiar noise.

Moaning.

Curiosity and cats. I walked towards the large red-painted barn and made my way toward the side entrance. I opened the creaky door and made my way inside. The building was lit by hanging lights.i The hay-covered floor was barren, not an animal in sight. I continued my way towards the female moans at the back of the barn. There was a relatively modern-looking shed within the building nestled in the back corner. A fancy looking for was cracked open, with bright led lights shining out of it. I crept forward and took a peek.

Holy hell.

Inside of the room was a futuristic-looking machine with pipes and tubing connected to several metallic jugs. Two tubes filled with white liquid were connected to a woman. She was short with a head of ebon black hair with two curly horns peeking out on top. She had big, green doe eyes that were currently rolled into the back of her head. She had enormous breasts with two suction cups placed on her nipples, sucking out what appeared to be milk. A long, thin cow tail flicked out right above her fat ass. A hand was between her thighs, furiously pumping in and out of her furry muff.

If she noticed me she didn’t care. Her fingers were deep inside of herself, her other hand was busy rolling on her clit, maximizing her pleasure. Her chunky body shook and jiggled as she pounded her fingers into herself. The whole erotic display was accompanied by the sweet smell of vanilla.

She let out a low, loud moan that almost sounded like a cute ‘moo’. As she did, her whole body began to tense up and shudder, a gush of white milk bursted into the suction pipes. Her pussy began leaking before a blast of juices shot out of her in a pressurized wave. She slumped against the wall, breathing hard.

That was certainly something.

“Well don’t be a stranger,” she said in a deep southern accent. “Come on in, seems you already made yourself at home.”

I swallowed and opened the door. She leaned forward. “Mind helping a gal out with this Milker?” she gestured to the suction cups on her tits. I walked forward and looked at it. There was a tiny lever on the cup itself, I flicked it. With a pop, it fell off the woman. I repeated the action on the next one.

“Thank ya darlin, mind running this ointment on em? Helps with the chafing.” she handed me a jar of viscous liquid. I opened the Tin lid and took a scoop of the liquid in my fingers. It warmed to my touch. I slowly spread the stuff over the woman’s pink areolas, she moaned the entire time.

Hot.

After I coated her puffy nipples in the gel she shuddered and perked up.

“Thank ya kindly stranger. Now, two questions. Did ya enjoy the show? And who the hell are ya?”

“Uh, my name is Micheal, and I did enjoy it.”

“Oh! You’re the one Danni told me about. Said ya could help me out with some product testing. I’m Millie by the by.”

“I guess, wasn’t really told what I was gonna be doing out here, do you want to put on some clothes?”

“Psh, what good are clothes for, just gets in the way, ‘sides, ain’t no one around here to see my fine ass.”

“A fine ass indeed.”

“Real charmer huh? Anyway, yer company has me testing out something that makes me make tons of milk.”

“I can see that. Where do I come in?”

“Heh, you’ll find out where you come in.” she giggled to herself. “Well, the eggheads have a theory. Normal cows produce more milk when they’re ovulating and being bred.”

“Uh-huh”

“And way Dannica tells me, you got a certain penchant for the weird and the wicked.”

“I think I see where this is going.”

“Smart kid, so for the next couple days, you N me are gonna be a breeding pair, such to say.”

“But what if I knock you up?”

“Don’t worry bout it, feature of the Lactaid is I can’t have any babes while I take it, so feel free to shoot wherever, whenever.”

I died, I died and this is heaven. “So when do we start?”

“In the morning, I need a nap from that milking session. Let’s go to the house and get you situated.”

She stood up and led me back to the house. We got to the front door, she bent over and grabbed a fake rock. She had a wonderful ass, big and soft, but shapely. She also had an interesting musk, a deep vanilla flavored smell emanated from her dripping sex. My cock throbbed with need.

She unlocked the door and led me inside. The house itself was decorated well, with floral accent wallpaper and old-timey furniture everywhere, it felt lived in. Pictures of a particular goblin decorated the walls.

A large portrait of Danica, Regina and another older orc and goblin hung above a gorgeous fireplace.

“So what is this place?” I asked Millie as we climbed the stairs to the second floor, past more pictures of Danica’s family.

“Danica’s summer home, she lets me use it during the winter. Rumor goes her pops and mom left it to her when they left for Europe.”

“It’s a beautiful home, seems a bit big for just one person.”

“Well, use to have the workers and all that here too.”

“Workers?”

“You didn’t know? Danica’s mom used to run farmland here, ‘fore she founded Luminous.”

“Wait, Danica’s mom founded Luminous?”

“Yes sir. Damn smart woman. Anyway this is you for tonight.” She led me to a white wooden door. “I’ll catch you in the morning.” She walked off toward the end of the hall before taking a left turn down the hall. I opened the door to a sparsely decorated guest room with a plush-looking bed in the middle of the room.

I laid down, tired from the drive and everything else from the day. Hard to believe it was already nighttime. I fell asleep almost the minute my head touched the pillow.

I woke up to the sound of knocking on my door.

“Wake up sleepy head, breakfast time.”

I sat up and shook the sleep from my eyes. I stumbled my way to the door and opened it. Millie was standing there, dressed in nothing but a warm smile. Her breasts somehow seemed even bigger than yesterday, small dollops of white liquid were threatening to fall from her puffy nipples. She led me down to a retro-looking kitchen. She gathered for me to sit down at the hand-carved wooden table.

She walked away to the stove and began cooking. The sweet smell of eggs, bacon, ham, and other breakfast items wafted through the air. My stomach grumbled in want.

She brought over a plate with a mountain of delicious-looking food piled high.

“Thank you.” I said.

“Enjoy, mister, gonna need the strength.”

Oh.

We ate together and talked a bit about each other. She was a sweet southern girl out of Georgia, Danica met her while scouting for employees at a conference.

We finished our food. I took our empty plates to the nearby sink and washed them off.

“So Miss Millie, why are you always naked?”

“I like the freedom.” she turned in her chair, spreading her legs and revealing her gorgeous pussy. “Plus means easy access for things.”

“What kind of things Miss?”

“Waiting for the big strong stranger to join me so I can show him something special.”

“Of course Miss.”

“Then get those old clothes off and follow me baby.”

She propped herself off of the table and sauntered over to me. She pulled me close and pulled my shirt off of my body and threw it on the table. She dropped to her knees and started fiddling with my belt and pants buttons. After a moment my pants were thrown to the side and I was being led by the hand up the stairs.

She led me down the hallway and through her bedroom door. She pulled me into a sensual hug. She pressed her lips to mine, forcing her long tongue into my mouth. She tasted like sweet vanilla cream.

We took our sexualy charged dance to the bed. I sat down with her in my lap. She ground her ass against my cock, bringing me to full mast against her soft flesh. She broke the kiss with a smile. She pushed me onto my back. She shifted herself until she was on her knees next to me.

She tilted her head and gave me a cute smile. She leaned down and began kissing me, hard. Her hand caressed my chest and led its way down to my throbbing cock. She began pumping her soft hand up and down my shaft, sending static electricity through my veins.

While she jerked me off, all I could see was her gorgeous tits in my face. Her erect nipples had small dollops of white liquid leaking out, threatening to fall on my face. Without thinking, I raised my head to her puffy pink nub and took it into my mouth. Her milk rushed into my mouth, a thick, tasty cream that tasted like vanilla ice cream. I drank greedily from her.

Her moans permeated through the room as I did. Her strokes increased their pace.

“God, you’re drinking so much. It feels so good.” she moaned.

Her other hand had dipped between her legs and began stroking against her velveteen lips. She pressed her two middle fingers in, fucking herself while she jerked me off.

She moved her hand away from my cock and to her unused tit. She began stroking against her squishy flesh, covering her hand in her own milk. She went back to my cock, using her milk as lube to jerk me off.

Her moans grew rapid and uneven. Her fingers sped up inside herself and it felt as though more and more milk was dripping into my mouth.

My orgasm was right on the edge. I began bucking my hips against her soft grip. She let out a loud moan as her body tensed up.

Our orgasms shot off simultaneously. A gush of juices dripped from her pussy and a blast of shite milk shot from her tits as I shot a large load if cum into the air and all over her hand and some on her enormous breasts.

She leaned back, covered in milk and cum. I was covered in her milk.

“Shower?” I asked

“Together?” she responded.

“Sounds good.”

After we rested for a moment she led us to the master bathroom and to the shower. She turned the water to warm and we both stepped in. We washed off our numerous fluids and got cleaned up.

She had this body wash that smelled, and tasted like vanilla. Weird.

We stepped out and got dried off.

“Wanna go again cowboy?”

“God yes.”

She led me back to the bed and had me sit down. She got on her knees in front of me. She found herself in between my legs, my erection inches from her face. she began pressing her lips against the shaft. She began darting her tongue out, licking up and down my shaft. She covered my shaft in her spit, lining it up for what was to have come next.

After my cock was nice and shiny, She lifted her giant breasts and squished my cock between the soft, pliable flesh. She smiled as she began to move her tits up and down my shaft, only the head was visible between the two mountainous tits. Her soft pillowy skin felt like two warm clouds swirling around me, filling me with pleasure.

She dipped her head down, taking the head in her mouth. She swirled her tongue in fast circles around my crown. Her eyes stared up at me. It felt good, really good. Her movements were sort of clunky, but they had a feverish momentum behind them. Each time her tits came down a small shockwave shook through her flesh.

My second orgasm began forming in my loins. I breathed hard as she redoubled her efforts.

“Fuuuuuuck” I moaned. She let my cock go as I began shooting another enormous load all over her face and tits. She looked gorgeous covered in my essence.

Before I could speak she hopped to her feet and tackled me onto the bed. she straddled my hips and positioned my still erect cock to her waiting pussy. She slammed her large hips down, taking my entire length into her dripping pussy. Fuck she was tight. Her canal gripped me, massaging my cock as she began bouncing her hips up and down.

I craned upward until I could catch her nipple in my mouth. I began sucking on it, raking in more of her delicious milk into my mouth. With how I was positioned, I ended up toppling her over, putting us in a missionary position. I began pumping my cock into her as I drank from her nearly infinite well of milk.

Her moans escaped her lips in a long low ‘moo’. My hand grabbed hold of her other tit and began messaging it. Her legs locked crossed over my back as she began to shake and shudder. She let out a loud moaning moo as her pussy locked on my cock in orgasm.

Her orgasm pushed me to the edge once again as I began shooting a load of cum deep into her right cowgirl pussy.

She fell forward, putting her weight on me.

We both laid there, breathing heavily.

My weekend at Millie’s was eventful, three days of nonstop sex and milking. We tried all kinds of flavors. Chocolate, strawberry, passionfruit. We decided to keep track, I came inside her fifteen times over the seventy-two-hour period. My dick was chafed by the time I drove back to my apartment. As soon as I got home I got a phone call from Millie. She said I was welcome to help her milk anytime.

I walked into the office that Monday and was immediately called into Danica’s office.

When I came in she had a giant toothy smile. Apparently, our weekend provided exactly what she wanted. By next quarter cowgirl milk would be in store freezers.

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