by Reed James
“Oh, the pumps are amazing,” she giggled. “And the futas who work in there are so naughty. They don't get paid much, just minimum wage, but they do get tips.”
“Oh?” I asked.
“They get to fuck us while we're milked.” A naughty shudder ran through her. “I like Lupita myself. She's such a sweet futa. I think we might start dating.”
“Dating? That's allowed?”
She shrugged. “So long as you don't let it interfere with servicing Ms. Charlize and her chosen people. And Lupita understands.” She leaned closer. “I think she likes watching me. If she doesn't fuck me in the milking barn, she chooses one of the girls next to me so she can watch.”
“Wow,” I said, my pussy wicked. My breasts were feeling full, that ache growing. “How much longer?”
“A few more hours,” she said. “They want our breasts nice and full.”
“I'm getting there,” I said.
Rebecca winked at me.
I saw Siona, too. Like me, she had a red ass. But she just gave me a wink. I had a feeling it was a game with her. Having fun and seeing if she could get away with it. And it was such a naughty game. Especially when she cornered me and fingered my pussy while we kissed.
We were supposed to be cleaning. But Ms. Nina didn't catch us this time.
I fingered hers back.
After lunch and more cleaning, it was time for the milking. The maids all filed out of the mansion in pairs or trios. I walked with Siona and Rebecca, the two grinning at me. “You're going to love your first milking,” Siona promised while Rebecca nodded her head, saying, “You're just going to cum so hard.”
We crossed to the barn. I was surprised when girls started taking off their shoes as I stared at the straw covered floor of the milking barn. The golden hay was spread out over a concrete floor. It made the barn smell...rustic even though it looked very clean and modern, with stainless steel pipes running everywhere, and two lines of milking stations down the center. The futas who worked here were all naked, stroking their cocks, clearly eager for the afternoon milking. They were gorgeous futas, the rougher, more earthy types that liked to work outdoors, their bodies tanned and fit, their breasts jiggling, and pussy juices running down their sides.
“Let's go girls,” Ms. Nina said, marching towards the nearest milking station.
“Yes, my beautiful flowers,” a familiar voice groaned.
Ms. Charlize herself walked in. The futa-billionaire looked so elegant in her expensive business suit skirt, a maroon cut. The tight skirt clung to her legs and ass, her blouse accented her small breasts perfectly. She had a hungry look in her eyes as she walked past us into the center of the barn, her heels clicking on the concrete.
Her cock bulged the front of her skirt.
The futa-billionaire's presence energized me and the other HuCow maids. We all scurried for the milking stations. Siona and Rebecca were on other side of me, their stocking-clad feet slapping on the rush-strewn concrete. I took the one in between the brunette and redhead, trembling as I stared at the dangling cups, both big and shaped like round breasts, hoses leading off to a pump set in the ceiling.
My nipples hardened.
“Well, mamacita, looks like you are just eager to be milked, eh?” a golden-brown futa asked in a purring, Hispanic lilt. She had that Latina purr that made girls melt.
“Lupita?” I mouthed to Rebecca.
She gave me a big grin, nodding her head as her almost futa-girlfriend moved up beside me. I turned, looking at Lupita, savoring her small breasts jiggling, her grin so saucy and dark. Her hand darted beneath my skirt and gave my ass a hard pinch.
I yelped, jiggling as pleasure and pain surged through me.
“Oh, yes, you're a wild one, mamacita,” she purred. “Just a cute jumping bean.”
“She is,” Rebecca purred as a busty, blonde futa pressed up behind her. “Oooh, and I get Alanna today.”
“Let's see if we can make Lupita jealous,” Alanna purred, pulling down Rebecca's blouse, her big tits spilling out, so heavy with milk. The blonde futa rubbed her cock into Rebecca's ass then, with a practice movement, popped her dick down and beneath the skirt. From the way Rebecca trembled, that cock rubbed on her dripping pussy.
“Oh, yes, fuck me, Jenny,” Siona moaned from my other side.
A brunette futa, her hair in loose pigtails, a straw hat on her head, was pumping away hard at Siona's pussy while she freed the redhead's big, lactating tits. Despite pounding my friend hard, Jenny grabbed the pumps and skillfully attached them to Siona's heavy breasts.
My pussy clenched. Then I gasped as Lupita brushed aside my blonde braid to nuzzle at my neck. She kissed me, her hands pulling down my bodice. My big tits spilled out into her grip. Her fingers found my nipples, pinching hard. I groaned, my hips undulating as she pinched and stretched my fat nubs, my ass rubbing back into her crotch.
“Yes, mamacita, we're going to milk these big udders dry,” she purred.
“Good,” I moaned as she gave my nipples a final pinch.
“Yes, yes, yes,” Rebecca moaned beside me as Lupita grabbed the suction cups. The busty, blonde futa fucked the brunette hard, her tits already inserted into the cups. “Fuck my pussy, Alanna! Oh, your cock is so huge!”
Lupita just groaned behind me. I shivered as she slid the cups onto my full breasts. The plastic slid over them. They were sort of elastic, stretching enough to latch onto my tits, making them bulge into the cups, my nipples almost reaching the hole for the the hose. Then she attached the other one, still nibbling on my neck while Rebecca and Siona moaned around me, getting fucked so hard.
My pussy was so on fire. Juices dribbled down my thighs. My blonde bush was matted. I squirmed, so eager to be filled by futa-dick as my tits jiggled in the suction cups, the hose swaying before me. Lupita kissed my neck again, sucking for a moment before she reached down and lifted my skirt.
“Damn, mamacita, it's your first day and you have a red ass?” She pinched it. “What you do?”
“I ate her creampie!” Siona moaned, bucking back into her country futa. “Just went to town on her. But Ms. Nina caught us.”
“That'll do it,” groaned Lupita, her cock now rubbing at my hot pussy.
Then she rammed into me. I groaned, my pussy clenching on her dick as she fucked me, my tits heaving, trapped in the plastic cups. But where was the suction? I thought we were going to be milk by the machines while fucked.
And then every pump in the barn came on. The machines whirled to life above our heads. My eyes bulged. My pussy clenched down on Lupita's dick plunging over and over into my hot cunt. The suction began.
I gasped, staring at my breasts actually stretching in the powerful pumps, my nipples distending. And then my milk squirted. Streams of white cream splashing against the plastic sides, the beads sucked down the hole and up the clear pipes.
“Oh, yes!” I howled, my nipples throbbing. The pleasure was incredible.
It lacked the wonderful intimacy of nursing, but it was replaced by this mechanical delight. It was like the difference between a vibrator and a real futa-cock. Both were delightful, but one was so impersonal while the other was so loving.
But you still enjoyed them both.
It was so much more intense than the dinky milk pump I had. The suction was so powerful. I groaned, shuddering, my pussy clenching on the dick reaming into me. My eyes rolled back into my head as my hips rolled and bucked.
“Yes, yes, yes,” I howled.
“Damn, mamacita, that pussy got tight!” groaned the futa fucking me. “Mmm, you're just a naughty puta, aren't you?”
“I am!” I howled, rotating my hips. “Just keep plowing me. Drive me wild. I love it, Lupita!”
The pressure swelled in my pussy, grown more by the powerful suction on my tits. My nipples burst with pleasures, shooting rapture down to my cunt. Lupita's cock was just a bonus, a special treat added to the delight of being milked by the machines. One of two dozen HuCow maids all gasping and m
oaning, our milk mixing together, being bottled and sold.
People would drink it. They would savor my breast milk and never know it came from my big, lactating tits. They would find it so refreshing. I shuddered, my pussy clenching down so hard on Lupita's cock.
And then I came.
“Yes, yes, yes! Milk me!” I howled. “Milk my tits!”
“That's it!” Siona moaned over the pumps. “That's the joy, Heidi! You're one of us!”
“I am!” I moaned. I was a HuCow maid. And I loved it.
The pleasure raced through my body. My pussy massaged Lupita's thrusting cock as the machine kept milking my tits. It was relentless, the suction so powerful, keeping my nipples aching and throbbing, shooting more rapture down to my pussy.
The pleasure exploded over and over out of my cunt. Rippling delight that crashed into my thoughts. It inundated me with rapture. Just the best. I bucked and groaned, savoring Lupita's hard thrusts stirring my snatch up.
And adding more rapture to the joy of being milked like a HuCow slut.
My tits heaved, the suction cups bouncing with them. My milk flowed up the hoses. I trembled with every powerful squirt, the barn spinning around me as the rapture tumbled through me. This was the best job ever.
“Mamacita, yes!” groaned Lupita, pounding me so hard.
“Cum in me while I'm being milked!” I groaned, my head snapping back, staring overhead at the pipes carrying my milk to the holding tanks, to mix with Siona's and Rebecca's and Aaliyah's and Ms. Nina's and all the other HuCow maids' creamy delight. “Cum in me, Lupita!”
“Cum in her,” Rebecca moaned, trembling, being fucked so hard by Alanna. “Do it, honey!”
“Yes, mi alma!” groaned Lupita. She buried into me.
And came.
I trembled, my pussy milking her spurting cock while the machines kept milking me. My pussy was like the suctions cups, drawing out all her creamy delight, letting it fill my naughty reservoir. I loved it. My third futa-cock of the day.
“Yes, yes, yes!” I howled.
Lupita thrust a final time, my pussy convulsing about her dick, milking out every drop. Then I groaned as she pulled away. Her dick plopped out of me. Her cum ran out. I savored that hot trickle down my thighs.
Only sluts got to feel that wonderful delight while having their tits milked. HuCow sluts!
I trembled, the machine still milking my tits, drawing out more and more of my breast milk. The pleasure still shot down to my now empty pussy. I groaned, shivering in delight as my hips wiggled. I still was cumming from nipple play alone.
“I love being milked!” I howled.
“That's beautiful, my daffodil,” a voice purred behind me.
I gasped. Ms. Charlize was behind me. She lifted my skirt, groaning as she rubbed my red ass. She squeezed, making me tremble. I shuddered, my tits bouncing, my pussy clenching. More cum dribbled down my thighs.
“What a delicious blush you have, my sweet daffodil,” she purred.
Such warmth shot through me. I felt her love for me. The same love she shared equally with all her HuCow maids. There was just something about her. Something that made us all want to love her, to please her, to receive her passion. Ultimately, we served her. Those others who fucked us, like Lupita and Ms. Christine, did so because Ms. Charlize allowed it.
She owned us.
Her cock rubbed at my sloppy pussy. I trembled, feeling her behind me. Her breath washed over my neck. My nipples throbbed so hard in the suction cups. Then her cock moved, the tip coated in futa-cum and my pussy juices. My eyes widened as she slid her dick between my reddened butt-cheeks.
And found my sphincter.
“You know what I want, my sweet daffodil?” she asked, coating my asshole in cum and pussy juices.
“Yes, Ms. Charlize,” I moaned, trembling.
“And will you deny me?”
“Never!” The words exploded out of my depths. “I will never deny you! I love you!”
“And I love my sweet daffodil. I love all my flowers.” Her cock pressed forward. My sphincter widened. “And all their delicious holes.”
“Ms. Charlize,” I groaned, trembling as the futa-billionaire sodomized me.
And it was hot. It didn't hurt like I thought. There was discomfort at first as my bowels stretched, and a little burning heat. But the velvety friction, the naughty thrill, slammed into the delightful tingles racing from my throbbing nipples. Her cock sank deeper and deeper into my bowels. She let out long, slow groan of satisfaction as she penetrated my asshole.
She enjoyed fucking my ass. So even if it hurt, I would let her do it. I would please this futa.
I groaned as her crotch brushed my burning ass, reminding me of Ms. Christine fucking me earlier. But the futa-bulter's cock hadn't violated my asshole. Hadn't buggered me. But Ms. Charlize's did and showed me a new delight.
I gasped as Ms. Charlize drew back, her futa-cock sliding through my bowels. I trembled, whimpering and groaning, the new sensations shooting through my cumming body. My asshole writhed about her dick.
And then she slammed back in.
“Yes! My sweet daffodil! What an ass!”
“Ms. Charlize!” I moaned, rapture burning out of my bowels, crashing into the rapture of my never-ending orgasm. “Yes, yes, yes!”
I shuddered, the milking machine drawing out the last of my milk. But it still sucked at my nipples, making me tremble and groan, adding delight to the burning rapture raging in my asshole. The friction of her plunging girl-cock was amazing.
“I love it! I love you in my asshole!”
“My sweet daffodil!” she groaned again. “My slutty flower!”
“I am!” I moaned as she held me, thrusting so hard into my bowels, smacking my aching butt-cheeks.
Pain flared through the pleasure, spicing it with agony. I groaned and moaned, my body undulating, trembling, everything surging through me as she fucked me harder and faster. Her cock plunged over and over into my bowels, driving me wild, stirring me up.
My vision darkened as my orgasm intensified. My bowels went wild about her cock, spasming so hard as everything surged through me. The joy of being fucked by my futa-billionaire, of being milked, of taking my first girl-dick up my ass.
It was all so wonderful. So amazing.
I came so hard. What I had experienced before was nothing compared to the rapture that engulfed me. I screamed and moaned and bucked in her embrace. Her cock plunged harder and faster into my asshole. The machines sucked harder at my nipples.
I became ecstasy.
“My sweet daffodil!” moaned my futa-billionaire.
Her cock erupted. Her futa-jizz flooded my asshole. She used me for her pleasure and rewarded me with ecstasy. I bucked and spasmed, my bowels milking her cock while I savored every naughty spurt of jizz into my depths.
I was her slut. Her HuCow maid. I loved Ms. Charlize. I would do anything to please this futa.
And I would prove it. I would be the best HuCow maid she ever had. I would please her mother than Siona or Rebecca or Aaliyah or even Ms. Nina. I would do anything for the futa-billionaire that I loved.
I came again.
To be continued...
HuCow Maid's Surrender
Futa HuCow Mansion 3
(A Tale of The World of Futas)
by
Reed James
HuCow Maid's Surrender
The pumps whirled to life. The milking machines sucked at my two large, pillowy tits. I groaned, the milk squirting from my nipples, rushing up the clear pipes to join the milk from the other HuCow maids of Ms. Charlize Davenport's mansion. My pussy clenched down on Jenny's cock, the country futa groaning as she fucked me.
“Oh, that is fine damn pussy,” Jenny moaned, her pigtails brushing my shoulders as she rammed her futa-dick into me.
My own blonde, braided pigtails swung around my tits, brushing the plastic milking cups around my lactating teats. I shuddered, rapture rushing through my body. From the mac
hine. From the futa plunging her girl-dick in my pussy.
From the excitement of letting out my inner slut and embracing being a HuCow maid.
I was on my second week working for the beautiful and elegant and amazing Ms. Charlize. Every time I saw the futa-billionaire, my heart would flutter. I loved her, even if I didn't get to spend nearly as much time with her as I liked. There were twenty other busty, lactating maids who also loved her.
And she loved us all.
Her roses, her marigolds, her daisies and poises and orchids and hyacinths. And her daffodil. Me. We were her garden, and she tended us, cornering us as we worked so she could sample our various nectars, brought us to her beds in pairs or trios to fuck us, or summoned us to wake her up with a blowjob and supply her breakfast of breast milk.
It was heavenly.
And when we weren't servicing her, we were cleaning her large mansion like good maids should. We took pride in our work. We also serviced her employees. Ms. Christine, the futa-butler, used us at her will, as did the various accountants and financial advisors who managed Ms. Charlize's vast holdings. Even Ms. Nina, the chief maid, would have us lick her pussy or she would bend us over and rim our asses.
And, of course, the farmhands who ran the milking barn also got to use us. They fucked us hard as we were milked twice a day, our creamy treat bottled up and sold in high-end boutiques for the rich and famous. Since the increasing phenomenon of young girls spontaneously lactating, called galactorrhea, there was a growing market for human breast milk.
It was such a kinky life. I loved it.
“Oh, yes, Jenny, fuck me so hard,” I moaned, rocking back into her thrusts as the machines whirled, sucking at my nipples. The industrial strength milker, modified from a dairy plant, put so much suction on my tits that it was incredible. I could cum just from the machine.
So having a big, thick futa-dick in me was just added awesomeness.
“Mmm, you are a delicious filly,” groaned Jenny, her crotch smacking into my ass, my puffy skirts swaying. I wore a slutty version of the classic French maid's outfit, all black with white lace, a neckline that plunged to show off my huge tits. “So tight and hot. Damn, Heidi, your pussy's just sucking at my futa-pecker.”
