Pauline's Pumpkins - Day 02

"Yeah, did you see anything like... buckets? In the other barn?"

"Um," it was Andy's turn to feel surprised, and Pauline only gave him a smug, sexy look of contempt. "I think I might have yesterday..."

"Yeah? Check for two, in the barn right next to my house. I'll be in the bathroom when you get back."

And with that Pauline winked at him and quickly ran around the corner, invisible yet slappably audible. Andy walked further inside, admiring the damage her fat whopper did to the wall.

"Get the buckets!" Pauline screamed.

Within the minute Andy was at the door of the bathroom with both buckets, slightly out of breath. After letting his blood circulate for a moment, his pants began to lift further as he looked inside. Pauline's bathroom had mirrors covering the sink and toilet's wall and its opposite, with the door frame above Andy and the shower opposite that.

On the marble sink countertop, Pauline sat with her gigantic dripping udders hanging over her knees. They hung over her knees, concealing them and spreading out to hide her hips and pelvis. Andy walked in slowly to admire her tits: they were massive, pale, lightly freckled blobs that sagged just below her sitting position knee caps. They were somewhat pearlike, but really just round with a hint of sagginess. Her darkened areolas were bigger than his face; they had folds like raisins and bumps across them and even they sagged downwards ever so slightly. Jutting out of them were plump nipples, big like baby bottles but more rigid and they pointed where her toes did. The rest of her body was still beautiful to him though: she had strong, gorgeous speckled calves with pudgy feet and kept nails. Her arms had more freckles than anything else on her body and she rested her palms on the countertop to her sides, dainty yet sturdy. She was a sight to behold, but her appeal amplified by the specks of milk across her body. Her nipples weren't streaming out fluid at the moment, but they were constantly dribbling onto the tile bathroom floor, filling in two small puddles.

Andy struggled to meet her bright eyes, watching her boobs slowly shuddered as she breathed. He looked up to her face to see her lustful gaze, with her wide smile full of small pearly teeth between her plump, freckled cheeks.

"You like what you see?" She tilted her head inquisitively and her eyes shifted between Andy and her chest.

She then leaned forward slightly and rocked her shoulders back and forth, sliding her titmeat across her legs. The hypnotic sliding gave her nipples momentum dripped milk across the floor. After giving Andy a titty swinging show, she laid her ribcage on her boobs and shook her shoulders quickly, rapidly flailing her plump nipples around and squirting more milk. Andy was hit between his knees and his belt by a couple spurts.

"Take your clothes off... except your underwear, you don't get to take that off."

"Ok," Andy had begun undressing, "I'd like to take my underwear off."

"I want to." Pauline said mischievously. She'd returned to rocking her shoulders sitting up. Her words made her swinging flesh somehow more appetizing.

"Before I do though, you need to help me deal with my growing tits. Put those under me, I'm leaking all over the floor." She gestured to the buckets, and he almost threw them under her milk faucets.

After he'd finished taking his pants off, Pauline stared at his massive bulge. Andy must have been huge! Pauline immediately moved her right hand under her tit, reaching between her slightly spread legs. Andy noticed and smiled at her, and she realized she had been caught.

"Heh heh... I guess you're not the only one who's impressed..."

Andy stepped towards Pauline, nuzzling his dick against her underboob. He raised his hands above her pale flesh palms down and slowly lowered them into her. Pauline had begun rubbing herself slowly as his hands pressed into her tits, and his dick jolted up through the fabric, now between the lower curves of her breasts. He rubbed his hands across the massive fields of freckly and milk spotted breast, each hand slowly pushing in and out of her upper layer of tit fat. They reminded Andy of some kind of meat jello, firm and stable in their look and touch but pushing into them, they couldn't resist much force.

Andy then put his body weight into her breasts above her thighs and squeezed. They were a lot firmer the deeper he pushed, and as he flattened part of her breasts into looking like donuts, her nipples rose and let loose a torrent of milk. Pauline let out multiple moans into her lips as he sunk in and pulled back, constantly forcing her breasts down and pulling them up by fatty love handles. As he pulled up one last time, she opened her mouth and let out a long but soothing "thank you". He noticed that she had just begun to move her fingers around in her body more quickly.

"My goodness gracious... I'm so glad you chose to start slow..." Pauline said. "I'm tender right now, and so sensitive, and you've been so gentling pushing my milk around..."

Andy had enjoyed feeling around in Pauline's tits, like pressing into massive, warm, sand filled medicine balls, but he wanted more. He then ran his hands across her chest, now inches above her areolas. There, he slowly sunk his fingers into her chest. She felt him moving to gently massage her again, but had an exciting surprise when he dug his fingers deeper than he had before. She squeaked a moan in response, and he kept digging deeper until the flesh in his hands was firm like bike handles. He held tight and slowly raised her teats up.

"Oh!" she cried, "I'm so tender- oh! Andy-"

She began to slow her fingering down and her whimpering continued as he raised her breasts. He held the upper curves of her chest just above her head and lowered himself until his face was at an equal level. He then pulled her tits into his face, forcing them to blast milk, and swung them side to side, violently smacking his own cheeks with her titty tips. Pauline was in slight pain, but he had been benevolent to her chest. After some smacking, he opened his mouth and slid her right areola across his face. It was plump and bumpy and she could feel him bite and nipple on all her soft flesh, moaning as he sucked her in and squealing when he bit and chewed on her.

"I'm really sensitive right now Andy!"

"I'm sorry... It's just, you've got so much to play with, and I feel like I'm being gentle as is."

"Well.. AGH!" Pauline shouted weakly as Andy bit into her nipple. As soon as his teeth dug into her hot, dripping nipple he took a blast of hot milk that half filled his mouth. Andy unclasped his lips and harassed her nipple brutally, pulling back and forth as well as letting her left breast flop against the counter, using his now spare hard to mold and squeeze her distended areola. Pauline moaned weakly, fingering herself stronger and stronger with each pull on her nipple.

Andy hummed inquisitively, trying to see if Pauline really needed him to stop. In response to the hum Andy almost choked on a fire hosing of milk. Pauline tilted her head back and let out an unrestrained guttural sigh, rapidly vibrating her digging fingers. Andy stepped away for a mere moment, pointing the gushing udder in his hand downward. He watched as she climaxed, left breast blasting straight into the side of a pale, the one in Andy's hand aimed to paint the mirror wall. He held her chest up amazed at her force her chest could exert on her milk, as multiple close streams of milk were relentlessly coating the mirror white. Andy shook her breast back and forth, enjoying the sight of her streaming across the mirror.

Pauline looked back at her poor breast, watching him painfully throw her heavy bloated tit around. Right above her areola where Andy was tightly squeezing her was one of her breast's pressure points and he would let go. It was too much for Pauline to handle as he squeezed even tighter, and she tried to move her unoccupied hand to smack her breast to get his attention. Her own smacking was rough on her now extremely vulnerable breasts, and her tenderness had no left.

Andy noticed Pauline's hand reaching out to him. He saw that she appeared speechless, mouth open but unable to speak. She looked overwhelmed but so content he couldn't ignore her pleasure. Andy looked from her sweet face down to her left breast. He had neglected it, and even though her right titty could have filled its own empty bucket easily, the left had only filled half the pale.

Her right breast was pulled high, making Pauline gasp as her streams touched the ceiling for a moment. Andy then let her chest drop and slam hard into the counter, forcing pain from her. She cried out as her breast let out another wave of uncontrollable spurts, now filling the near empty bucket. There was a moment of rest now, as Andy gawked at her body. Pauline was slowly keeping her mood alive, slowing her hand to a gentle circle around her g-spot, not sure what Andy wanted to do now.

"Welp..." Pauline gasped, regaining her breath, "Did that... did you..."

"I feel like a kid in a candy store." Andy filled one of her pauses.

He then grabbed both her floppy milk whoppers and slammed them together, making a massive SLAP sound, shedding a little milk off her titanic orbs and stripping a lot of milk from inside her chest, making a flushing-metal sound as she dropped another double stream of milk into the buckets. He then shook them together, sliding the slick flesh against itself, and Pauline emitted a cooly cringe.

"Shh... ooo I'm so sensitive right now..." She smiled across her chest at Andy.

Andy then released her right and dug both hands into the sides of her left, near the nipple. He raised her chest up to his face, squeezing her gently, pulling her towards his widening grin. Each montgomery gland felt his breath, and she looked back and forth from his approaching mouth to her nipple. As she was about to say something on how she was extra sensitive at the moment, Andy pushed her breast against itself with one hand, holding it so that her erect nipple was pointing straight up now leaking intensely with anticipation.

She reached her arm up to slow his head from landing too roughly into her tit flesh but it did little to help her when Andy began drinking vigorously from her nipple. After a moment of shock from the pleasure, she gripped his hair in her hand and pulled up, trying to relieve his onslaught of sucking on her milk sack. Andy was deep in her breast and his rough biting and chewing into her vulnerable breast was too much for her.

She stopped fingering herself to hold her body up as Andy milked her on and on, already wet enough from his force. Almost as soon as she took her hand away however, Andy's hand snuck between her legs and before she could grab him with her firm thighs his hand was deep into her slit. The milking and harsh repetitive zig-zagging of his hands around her clit was maddening! She gave up her breast to his whims and reached between her legs to stop herself from exploding on his hand immediately, and in response Andy pulled away from her breast, sucking harder than ever and almost pulling her off the counter. He had sucked much of her areola in, and she could literally feel her milk being pulled down his tongue and throat. His biting into her thick fatty tit and hot raw nipple was surging mixed signals throughout her body, but combined with his unexperienced yet powerful finger fucking was delicious.

She screamed with joy, enduring the pain and unable to comprehend all her senses. Despite her efforts, she exploded, from both breasts and between her legs. Andy had to let go of her breast with his mouth, spitting out some of the milk he couldn't swallow. As her breast slunk down it beamed a wide laser against the mirror wall behind them, but neither noticed as Andy pulled Pauline in for a deep kiss. He was enjoying her body heavily, but he could stop sucking to calm things down with some passionate tongue with his boss. She hesitated for a moment but embraced his mouth with hers and reached around her breasts to grab his shoulders and pull him closer. Andy came in close and pushed himself against her legs.

After her breasts began to cool off, still somewhat hot from the intense sensations of Andy's face and hands, Pauline slowly reached down and grabbed Andy's underwear.

"Finally"

His faint whisper made her giggle into his face, giving him a deep kiss before pulling away. She went to reach down to grab the hem of his underwear, but couldn't reach past her massive chest. Pauline dropped her head into her hefty pillows and sighed, which made Andy laugh. Andy picked her up and lowered her to the ground, into a dry spot amidst the milky mayhem. Pauline could finally see how much of an explosive mess she'd become, almost filling the buckets and overfilling the cracks in her tiling. She'd need to clean up eventually, so making more of a mess couldn't hurt.

"Wooh, you're heavy," Andy commented, letting out a quick exhale.

Pauline turned to Andy, seeing his thin frame, naked and up close; she hadn't thought about it before, but his tall, lanky body put his dick right between her tits. She turned to envelop his bulge and shook her shoulders, spanking his penis with the plump tips of her breasts. It twitched each time she made contact, and pulled the fabric tight. She used both hands and pulled the edges of his pants down, slowly bending her knees, looking up to Andy the whole time, until his waistband snapped down and something popped up.

Andy was skinny and tall, so judging his size just from inside his underwear would have been difficult. Pauline tracked the flash of motion she saw in the corner of her eye. His penis was sticking through her untied hair and she quickly backed up onto her knees to get a better look at this monster cock she'd just witnessed; he was slightly curved and almost average thickness, but there were about seven inches of heaven she was going to have to take on. Nothing daunting, but just like herself Andy could impress.

Andy beamed down at Pauline who slowly moved her hand across his length. She was admiring his manhood, slowly turning her hand motion into a handjob. Before she picked up the pace, she slowed down and looked up to Andy. He was caught off guard, anticipating her saying something, anything besides just holding his dick in her hands and looking up.

"You're... an alright boy Andy, you're sweet at times and you're certainly helpful... again time dependent, but I do appreciate you. And I know you appreciate me." She jiggled her jugs, sliding and smacking against his legs. "And because it's been hard to say no to you, for multiple reasons..." she said with a slight strain, still thinking to her poor, tender, manhandled mammaries, but built her tone up into a cheerful one "I'm doing this, and you're doing this... having sex thing..."

After a short pause, her tone flattened "But keep it a secret."

Andy looked at her and blinked, not sure if she was pleading with him or threatening him. Either way, he wasn't particularly mean spirited, and even if he thought he might say something about this one day... "Of course." was his only response. Pauline nodded her head and in an instant his penis disappeared inside her mouth.

Andy tried to back up out of instinct, but caught himself on the counter. Pauline was slithering her tongue across the bottom of his dick, up and down for a moment, and then dragged her tongue along his length as she backed her head away. Before she let him go, she tongued his tip, threatening to go inside his urethra for a moment before relenting with a POP, and his dick stood at attention straight in her face. "You taste good" she said, and then grabbed the base of his shaft and shoved him back in like a midnight snack. She was so proficient, her freckled cheeks lapsed around him and she never broke her sealed lips reaching his every extreme. Andy was beginning to feel weak, having to steady himself on the counter and resting a hand on her head.

He initially began shoving her harder against his cock, but she over accommodated and she began taking such deep sucks that crippled him to move back slightly too far. He slid on some of the milk and almost hit his head on the ground, barely catching himself. Andy felt the strangest sexual feeling in his memory, and then saw that Pauline had come with him during his fall, still relentlessly sucking. He saw that his thighs and balls were resting on her tits, and milk was again streaming from her chest. Pauline, grunted as her bouncing compressed her chest over and over again, and moaned into Andy's meat as he began tugging on her tits. After finding her rhythm again, Andy's endurance faltered as the magical experience began boiling his nuts.

Pauline could see it a mile away, and as she hummed "gonna come?" over and over again, Andy surprised her with an unprecedented, loud scream of relief. Andy watched Pauline's eyes widen as she puffed her cheeks out, leaking a drop of semen from the edge of her lips. Even in her momentary surprise however she was determined to keep Andy from getting the better of her; through the orgasm Pauline wouldn't stop sucking and this drove him crazy! He let go of her breasts and immediately held her head up, trying to ease her merciless sucking! Andy let out a fainting moan as she pushed his hands away and gorged without remorse.

After a good few seconds, he calmed down, laying back and resting his wide eyes on the ceiling. Pauline pulled away and swallowed, sitting on her knees stretching her arms to rest on top of her breasts. She smiled at Andy, his dick poking straight up, a flag of surrender.

"You're pretty quiet, until you finish." She teased. Andy was usually more vocal, and this experience was definitely one to holler about. He had so much body and so many new experiences to focus on he'd just been a little unfocused during the past seven incredibly milky minutes.

"Yeah? Well excuse me for being a little distracted..." He'd sat up and squeezed Pauline's nipples, squirting more milk out.

"Well, it was productive milking, but I imagine Bill's coming back sometime soon, so I think you'd best be... dressin..." Andy and Pauline both looked at the small pile of Andy's clothes near the shower. It wasn't drenched in milk, but there were clearly droplets around the pile.

"Uh...," Pauline paused, "I can put that in a quick wash-dry cycle for you." Pauline stood up to get a better look, and as soon as she swung her fat right breast near Andy's face he immediately latched on and began nursing her fat can. She moaned, and patted her breast to ask him to stop.

"Not right now Andy, I really think Bill's going to be here soon, I'm still tender..."

"Hey you took a lot out of me, plus you still have a lot of milk, I don't think you want to go dripping all around your carpet or the wood in your kitchen, or especially when Bill's here! Let me take a quick sip at least."

Andy took a deep, long chug of her teat. Pauline tugged gently and Andy finally released her. She looked down at him, seeing him swish her milk around in his mouth. "You savoring that sip? Didn't get a good enough taste earlier?"

"You down to keep going after Bill heads out?" He asked. Pauline rolled her eyes and picked up his clothes. Andy waited a moment before defending his question, watching her huge freckled bitten bottom shake and spread, firm but fat. "I mean, I only fingered you, and you sucked me. I don't even know what your pubes look like, you hid them under your big ol'..."

"Flap jacks? Milk sacks? Hooters? Milk shooters? Cow cans and juice spewers?"

"You can't rhyme milk with itself. Plus juice spewer sounds like what I call my DNA rifle."

"I didn't, somebody I knew said all that, and that's such a strange way to say penis. I'm just trying to say that you can call these whatever, names aren't important and extra names are just what erotic writers use to make the phrase 'he played with her tits' and 'she sucked his dick' more interesting."