Cow's Sweet Milk

He shook his head nervously. "No, I... Miss Donna brought me here when I asked, and I haven't ever seen this place, so I—"

The lady sighed in relief upon hearing Donna's name and, sensing Dart's genuine worry, smiled comfortably, placing a hand on his shoulder. "It's okay. As long as you're not perversely sneaking peeks. Donna's a good worker for here, though; a consistent gallon of milk every day from her seems to be able to cover quite a few kids really well." The lady giggled in the humor of the situation and walked away, relieved that there wasn't any reason to fret.

The knowledge left Dart speechless, however, as he looked over to where Donna was currently tending to the children. She... commonly came to have her breasts milked, a whole gallon at a time? Not every cow girl he saw there did, he imagined... Did she enjoy it, or could it not be helped? He knew he had to talk about it with her, and couldn't help but also feel a small spark in his gut; drinking breast milk was something he knew, through lack of a mother, he never got to do properly. The idea aroused him, strangely enough to him.

The town was small enough that, aside from peoples' homes and the milk factory, there wasn't much else to explore. Daring the refute of being thought a pest or liability, Dart walked his way around to the farm, looking around. Wheat, corn, cotton... everything you'd expect in a farm to end up in a market. Some workers led in plucking the fruits of their effort from the ground, while a small cluster behind each row worked to aerate the soil and plant new seeds to be grown. Within the actual building, some workers positioned the produce to be sent away or stored.

"May I help you, child?" Dart turned to see a man, hoe propped up on his shoulder, approaching from the edge of the crop. Dart couldn't help but stare at the horns that contradicted the man's patient face. "I hear you're Donna's human friend. What can we do for you?"

"I... well, while she's busy, I don't want to sit and do nothing." Dart had already worked with helping stock and store for a grocery market, but the manual labor seemed like a new challenge his body had never really been prepared for.

The man, however, smiled and offered the hoe's handle to Dart, who gratefully accepted it. "If you'll see, they're adding another couple rows of soil over past the carrots, for when the rabbits are feeling flighty and playful. Go ahead and help while you feel up to it." A strong go-for-it slap on the back sent Dart over to the few other men that were digging at the earth, though he realized he was walking slowly out of the idea that not all men were as patient as the one he'd just met.

He was almost immediately proved wrong. The four diggers were happy to have a new hand and guided him carefully through what to do, what to watch for, and the guides they had set up to make sure no rows went astray. Dart was not confined to stay close, but he did not separate; their conversation was pleasant, and their attitudes were quite mellow. The task, no matter how small, was satisfying and managed to consume the time Dart wanted it to.

Sunset soon crept over the sky, casting a soft yellow and firey orange over the sky, reflecting almost pink over the towering clouds in the sky that chased down the sunset. "There's gonna be a shower tonight... The ladies will be happy, their gardens have been thirsty." Collecting the tools, one of the workers stashed away what he had collected before shouting to the air for all to hear, "Rain tonight! Get in as soon as possible unless you want to get wet!"

Dart started looking for the shape of Donna's home, but spotted her sooner leading each and every child home in order. He couldn't help but stand outside the house, even as droplets of water began sprinkling from the sky, to watch her trying to get everyone home. By the time she got the last little girl in her father's arms, the pouring had started. Dart kept waiting anyway, one arm outstretched for Donna to take as soon as she was in range. Leading her into the open door, Dart tried to get her into the dry and warmth of the house as soon as possible.

The moment she was in, Donna retracted the wet fur so the water stuck to her skin and took a towel. She almost started drying herself, but instinct led her to strip Jeff of his clothes to avoid him being drenched. The moment those were removed, not even commenting on the erection that stood up towards his belly, she started wiping and brushing him dry of all possible water. She was only left with some moisture in his hair before she was completely satisfied. "There. Now you're not wet..." She giggled softly at the look on his face. "Just red."

He looked down. "Well... I don't think anyone's ever really done something like that before." He looked up to see her removing her own clothes, clean vagina and ample breasts exposed and glistening in rain water until she removed it from her skin, leaving it practically shining in its smoothness. "You really are beautiful, Donna."

This caused her to blush, too. Looking down, she could only see her chest, and then the weight on the rest of her body. "No... I'm more fat than beautiful." She started wrapping her hair in the towel, knowing it would take a while to dry no matter how the method was.

Dart interrupted by taking her hands within his. "Even if you're not stick thin, you're beautiful. That won't change... Okay?" Donna's eyes shined as she nodded, wrapping her hair successfully that time before leading him to the bed, happy to meet its warmth and softness. Looking up at Dart with one arm open for him, her eyes twinkled with amused confusion. "While naked?"

"Why not, sweetheart?" Those three words seemed to manipulate Dart into crawling into the bed, tucking his head up under Donna's and smiling as she wrapped herself around him to keep him close. "What all did you do?"

"It seemed to get around fast that I'm "your human" today," to which Donna giggled. "You probably saw me raking at the new rows in the farm, and... I saw that factory with all the women. I heard you go there every day." He rolled around to look up at her face. "I have to know... what drives you to go?"

Donna's face was still smiling, this time with a bit of very well surpressed worry. "Two things... One is that I know someone somewhere will need and enjoy it. Two... it feels good." Her cheeks tinted red, and she knew Dart would ask. "The feeling of the suction, and of the liquid draining out, emptying my breasts... somehow, that combined with knowing someone would be enjoying it, or even needing it in a babe's case, makes me cum." The last word almost came out in a shy squeak as she kept looking down at Dart, whose attentive face softened in a smile.

"What if I wanted to be the one who enjoyed it?" He dared to raise a hand to her chest, resting it over the soft skin. "Would you let me give you that pleasure?" The answer was wordless; her fingers slid through his hair and his face was led into her exposed breasts. Almost as if with practice, she got his lips against a nipple, to which he uttered a soft "Thank you" before wrapping his lips around the skin, suckling on it softly.

"You're welcome, Dart... I'll give you anything you want if I can." She kept a very soft hold on his head, keeping him against the breast as the suckling started to spread warmth through her body steadily. The machine only knew one suction strength, and didn't have the warmth of Dart's mouth, lips, or tongue. The first few draws on her skin yielded a gasp, and a moan that she had not uttered in what seemed like years.

Dart seemed to be in his own world; the act of slowly teasing and coaxing milk out of Donna's breast seemed to be helping fill the gaps of his past, as well as filling his desire to give Donna pleasure in the present. Upon hearing her moans, he started tracing his tongue against her nipple's skin softly as his teeth clamped into the skin as tenderly as possible. The result was Donna tugging his head deeper into her breast out of pleasure.

"Ah, ah, ah", kept coming from her mouth every time Dart's tender suckles drew another trickle of milk to his tongue. He slowly made his draws stronger, soon nearly making a stream of milk to fill his stomach. In a breathless gasp, she took her hands and held his head and said, "The other one, too!" as she pulled his head to the other, waiting nipple. Whether it was to even the milk flow or the pleasured tingles was beyond Dart's mind; all he knew at that moment was she loved the feeling. Drawing on the nipple, suckling it deeper into his mouth until the entire ring of pink skin was between his lips, Dart's tongue rubbed against Donna's breast between fond draws of milk out from within her.

Dart was starting to get full from the milk, but didn't want to stop so long as there was more to take in; his focus was Donna. As his tongue traced softly against the perky nub seeping out milk, he wanted her to be pleased. As his hand raised to the unsuckled breast, tweaking and pumping to allow the milk to start flowing, he wished her to feel his love. As he pulled back and looked up at her pleasure-clouded eyes, he whispered, "I love you" before diving into her chest, wrapping his mouth around the nipple to give it a strong, hungry suck for milk.

"Aaahhhh!" Donna let out one cry of enjoyment as she curled up around Dart, binding him to her as her pussy's insides throbbed in pleasure, warm fluids running down her legs with more heat and intensity than ever brought on by the machine. She was gasping and panting as Dart's playing slowed down, catching her breath unti she could open her eyes to see his, happy to know she reached a climax. Her hand found his cheek as she tried to compose her face into a calm smile. "Dart, that was..."

He tilted into her hand with a smile of his own. "That was amazing, and tasty. And I wonder what else it was." He looked down at Donna's waist, specifically seeing the glistening liquid that was running down her thighs. Crawling down, he licked and suckled the liquid into his mouth, tasting the creamy nectar of Donna's pleasure. And god, the smells while between her legs were overwhelming. If one mess of pleasure was so good to her and nice to clean up...

Dart's lips found the slit of skin, nose rubbing against Donna's clit until his lips could kiss there way to the opening to her insides. The heat radiating from it only seemed to draw Dart's lips to kiss and brush his lips across the skin, teasing Donna into squirming around, wiggling his head against her pussy at the same time. He pressed through the wiggling to open his mouth slowly, encasing Donna's pussy in it as much as possible.

His tongue found her clit, bringing Donna to gasp and tighten her thighs immediately around his head. Dart started licking up and down over the stiff nub, causing Donna to gasp and spasm on the bed, curling up with cries of pleasure every time Dart's tongue went up over the clit. Dart found himself unable to breathe, only having Donna's creamy scent and her clit to lick, swirling his tongue around regardless as the sensitive tingles kept showering over Donna in violent convulsions.

Her curling and slamming the bed continued for at least a minute, unable to stop pinning Dart's willing tongue to her clit as it pushed her sensitive body over the edge in pleasure. Her cries were drowned by the storm outside and the grip her thighs had on Dart's ears, only echoing in her own head as she savored every second of her own personal heaven. It was only when Dart stopped licking and started shaking his head that she could let go, tugging him up against her in a bone breaking hug as he lie on her, panting. "I love you, Dart!"

Despite the heavy breathing after being cut off form air, Dart managed to gasp out, "I love you, too" before being rolled onto his back. Donna's lips kissed at his face lavishly, waiting until his breathing calmed again to take her lips with his, hands stroking over his body as his own arms wrapped around hers. She pulled back, though, and straigtened herself over his waist, dropping down slowly to rub her pussy over his dick, pressing her hole into his levelled erection.

Her pink lips widened as she stroked his dick around, grinding and enjoying the different pleasure, humming out as Dart gasped. "Do you want to be inside me, darling?" Dart's nod came only with more gasps as Donna kept sliding back and forth, soaked pussy making it easy to slide around over his dick. She pulled back and held it straight up, seeing just over seven inc hes of skin waiting for her to take in. She kissed it and crawled up his body, keeping it straight with one hand and sliding very slowly over it, wrapping it up in her drenched insides.

Dart's gasps became quiet groans as she took a second of circling her waist around over his to get used to being in him before starting to rise and fall on him, bouncing slowly and smoothly. Dart's eyes fluttered before catching her chest, caught up in her enormous breasts bouncing and flailing from her ride on him. Caught up in her own pleasure, though, Donna grabbed one breast in each hand and started fondling, milk seeping out with each firm grasp of her chest.

Dart's hands lowered to her waist, grabbing the sides to help bring her down firmer as he thrusted up, moaning as audibly as Donna and already caught up in the sheer pleasure of gliding in and out of her pussy with every bounce she made. Dart's assistance in thrusting only added to her need to please, wanting to feel him reach his peak within her. Her moans turned to cries, which turned to repeating "Cum in me!"

Her presses on him gained in their need and desire for him to fill her up, waists slapping together every time they thrusted against each other. Dart's own gasps of pleasure started turning into "I, I, I—", unable to full out his I love you and I want to. All he could do was grow more and more addicted to pushing up into Donna's waiting pussy, gripping her waist harder in pure, loving desire. Soon Donna's need for pleasure brought her to grab Dart's hands and tug him into her, holding his head against her breast for him to suck again before taking the other and holding it to her own lips, the pleasure of milk flowing through her merging with the fire between her legs.

She was whimpering in pleasure, trapped in what was happening to her own body; she needed to cum again. All the time being teased from a gallons' suckles was finally being followed up by Dart's willingness to make her moan into her own breast as she kept dropping down on him, drenching his waist in pleasure with every passing second. Dart wasn't able to cum yet; he was sliding in too smooth and slick for his dick to get tugged properly. All he could do was keep sucking on her breast where he was held, caught up in giving Donna what she wanted as he kept pushing up into her soaking pussy.

The sucking soon pushed Donna over the edge; her pussy constricted around Dart's dick and she was soon caught in an orgasm again, hugging Dart tight and crying out in pure bliss. The grip on his dick caught Dart's feelings, breaking his grip from her nipple as he buried his face in her breast, moaning loudly as her hot fluids gushed down over his dick and waist. Once again overly sensitive but unwilling to leave Dart unpleased, Donna hugged him tight and tensed the muscles in her pussy the best she could, soon rewarded with the throbbing inside her. Dart instantly melted within her arms, pleasure squirting out to mix with Donna's every pulse.

The two sat panting in each others' arms, merged together in pleasure, sweat, and affection before rolling very gently onto her back, taking Dart with him and whispering sweet endearments with every movement until his breathing calmed again. She stroked through his hair as the fatigue of work and sating Donna drained as quickly as the pleasure that seeped around inside her. He finally found himself able to whisper out "I love you", earning a gentle squeeze against her comfortable body that sent him off to sleep with a lullaby of Donna's heartbeat and the slowing rain.

Donna was left stroking his hair, her own body yearning for rest. She couldn't help but be curious, however, if their dreams would merge again and their bond continue even in sleep, or how well Dart could handle being among no other humans... If she had her way, however, he wouldn't have to worry. She was there to watch over him.