Senior Year Super Tanks Ch. 02

Contains lactation, huge breasts and slightly reluctant use of said huge breasts, no characters described are minors / under the age of 18, and the events described are fictional despite any events they may be based on.

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It's Griffin, back with how my second trimester went with Roxanne. Truth be told not a lot happened outside of some fun here and there alongside our developing relationship. We didn't have class together, but we did have lunch and we hung out on the regular. I'd go as far to say the entire school had heard a little about our relationship now, but more as rumors.

Needless to say, Roxi and I began feeling more comfortable around each other, and that led to a lot of fun.

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Roxi and I decided we wanted to actually have sex some point before winter break. It wasn't particularly ambitious, but it was a big step and one Roxi was curious about. Even if we'd done what I considered "sex" in my book, it was still a sensitive topic of where and when our actual first time would be. I think you guys will enjoy hearing what led up to that moment as well.

Before I go into that, I should give a summary of the days leading up to the day (yeah, another delay, my bad). First of all, she got a lot more open about me touching her boobs here and there. We'd hang out in private and I'd ask if I could touch them and it was hit or miss but she said yes a lot more often later in the semester. That on its own was fun, but things felt a little weird when she introduced a more public element to those interactions, one I probably should have seen coming when she talked about her previous relationship with Huff.

One day, I thought it'd be quirky to grab some of the tiny cartons of milk, drink them, and then go up to Roxi like "ah man, wish these were full", and maybe get into something sexy and fun, assuming we'd leave lunch and she'd fill them. So during lunch I put my plan into action, grabbing two little cartons of milk. We sat around the typical group of friends she enjoyed and I'd come to grow closer with. There wasn't a lot to talk about that day besides some minor political drama and some weird dude around school who may or may not have had drugs.

I was seated right next to Roxi as usual, and after finishing my milk I sent her a text.

"Aw"

She gave me a puzzled look, having watched me text her the message. Her phone came out as well and she replied.

"Aw what??"

"Ran outta milk"

A tiny smile crept onto her face. We were both pretty discrete about texting, but I imagine retrospectively somebody might have noticed when they got up to go grab seconds.

"I can see that"

"Wish I had more"

"Very subtle"

"If only I had two milk filled boobs"

"Oh that's what I am huh two milk filled boobs?"

"Can I use them?"

"Ye lol"

"Then gimme some milk udder slut >:)"

Roxi looked up at me and squinted. I think she was judging me for that particular nickname but wasn't gonna let the moment die.

"Alr gimme a carton"

I wasn't sure how to respond to that message. I was hoping she'd let me milk her after lunch but if she was just gonna take it I assumed she'd leave to fill it.

"I was thinking after lunch"

She giggled at someone's joke at the lunch table.

"Lunch time is now tho so"

We made eye contact. Roxi reached over to pull my hand down low with the carton. It was hard to reach without being super obvious about it, but she stretched my arm to be under her breast. She sent another text with one hand.

"I can squeeze or you can"

That made me kinda nervous at first, but my confidence in the moment would build.

"You start and I can finish it off"

One thing Roxi had done was start wearing nursing bras, just to make taking a tit out at a moment's notice smoother and to let'm hang out braless for comfort. That made her undressing quick; her breast sprung out of her shirt and I got to see those loaded milk tube boobs. Her hand massaged milk towards her nipple and yanked it out. That tank of milk fucking let loose into that carton. I was so entranced I felt like we should try something more fun.

I pulled her arm back. She obliged and began pulling her opened bra cup up. Just before she began sealing her floppy udder away, I grabbed her by the teat. She gave me a devious face but said nothing. Now that I had her boob in hand, I continued filling my carton.

"Yeah, right Roxi? The purple beanie dude...?"

Somebody'd roped Roxi into the table conversation.

"Uh- what?"

"The purple beanie dude who we ran into smoking weed next to the school."

Just before Roxi replied, I pulled down on her boob. My pinching and squeeze missed a bit of the carton, but that was also because I pulled so hard her nipple shot tiddy juice all over the floor.

"OH!" Roxi jumped. "I-I do remember! Haha, yeah that was last year."

I tried to make eye contact with Roxi. She refused to look my way, and that only made me wanna squirt way more out of her.

"Right, did you hear he came back yesterday?"

I quietly muttered "oops" out to the table and disappeared underneath. I set the milk-filled mini carton on the table. And finally, I went WWE wrestler on that mountain of a tit. My face was stuffed as far as I could in her tube boob, teeth biting into her chest, face masked by her wet, stretchy areola. Sweet cream streamed through my tight jaws. I was not in the mood to be gentle with that fat udder and Roxi couldn't have stopped me without making things worse. As I sucked, I could feel her nipple opening up with the increasing number of milk streams.

Roxi's face was turning red. She was struggling not to react to my grand theft dairy. "NOPE- nope, nope, nope. That's news to me! What happened?"

"Well, some people said..."

So many things rang through my head - I had her tit in a bear hug right under the table and was drinking her milk as she talked to her friends. It wasn't a death crush on her poor titty, but I definitely cut off her blood flow. I was rewarded with more than a generous helping of Miller juice. At this point, milk covered a lot of the floor beneath the table. I wasn't done helping myself, but this might be getting too risky if milk just starts flowing out from under the table.

"...and so it probably was just more weed, but y'never know, right? Uh, you ok?"

Our table friend began to realize Roxi's bright red face might have been abnormal. She panicked a little, and gave me slight kick to get the fuck back up.

"I'm fine, just nervous a little bit of winter allergies! Sheesh, hey Grif could I have some milk?"

I reclothed Roxi's boob. Milk left a few tiny stains on her underboob, but I was dotted with white droplets. I returned to the table regardless, wiping what I could with my shirt.

"Oh go for it, I drank enough."

She took the carton and drank it down in one long swig. We met eyes and she smiled wide.

"Thanks, that really hit the spot."

I gave her boob a gentle pat, maybe a little cheeky in light of almost being called out.

"Anytime."

Cheesy quips aside, I was pretty turned on. Lunch ended and I was walking with Roxi. Again, usually we split for classes, but she actually walked the same way I was. I assumed she was just trying to keep up a quick conversation we were having about music tastes. She was telling me about some punk rock group she thought had a real message when I noticed we were far away from her class.

"...you coming with me today?"

I was happy to see her still around - partially because I know I might have had a small bit of fun at her risk. It was worth it to me, but she was cool with all of it.

Roxi's eyes fluttered up to me. "I don't really have a class this hour and I wanted some more time with you."

"Well I've got calc so that might not work out. What, you gonna watch from outside?"

"Well, maybe... you're gonna take a long bathroom break and you're gonna finish what you started."

At this point we were in a relatively empty stretch of hall. She felt comfortable enough to heft her chest in her hands. I smiled down at her.

"Meet me outside class and we can find somewhere to continue."

Math began, I left for a bathroom break, and I immediately found Roxi outside. She pulled me into a hall I wasn't familiar with - something with psychology. Seemed kinda bad to be caught here but she seemed confident we'd be alone. She also had a key to the room, so that showed me she had some authority here.

Roxi said "I've been working with Mrs. Shwartz lately, she lets me use the room to check in on experiments. Honestly, I could tell her I fucked in here and she would laugh."

"Well you'd have to fuck in here first then, wouldn't you?" I smirked.

Maybe not the best way to initiate, but, hey, it worked. She pulled her shirt off and swung her boobs side to side. I dove my face in and gave her tit meat a rough kneading. It felt great resting in her cleavage, especially when she was still firm with milk.

"You like doing stuff in front of people?" she asked.

I pulled out. "That was the first time I did really... It felt kinda hot, and I thought you were a fan."

"I am, and that was hot. But things like that in front of friends can go bad and sometimes you stress me out. You were really hungry under the table, and I could hear you slurping."

That comment was a little odd for her to bring that up now, amidst my little slice of heaven, but that just made it easier to brush off. I jammed my chin between her boobs and looked up.

"I got hungry, sue me!"

She giggled. "Milk bar's always open for a quick tug."

I stood and kissed her. She pressed her lips back and leaned into me. Her lips were always comforting for me, but I leaned in to get at her bra. She didn't resist as I undid the multiple hooks. I broke our sealed lips to watch her underwear fall. Her chest was already leaking again, ready to serve. My hands guided her by the hips to a table. She didn't understand what I was doing, but that was fine - she usually took the lead in our sexual adventures and after today I realized if I wanted to do something I should just do it. She bounced on the table with her fat ass, excited for whatever I had planned.

The start was pretty milktoast for us. A good long slurping on her hard nipples, thirsty for more milk. It was absolutely a better habit to build, but Roxi's constant fountain of milk helped stretch my guts out. I could feed off her knockers for a while those days and she was more than willing to oblige. As I drank, my hands slid around under her bust, rubbing across her pants. She tensed when my fingers prodded her vagina. I looked up to her to check where she was at; Roxi was biting her lip, tension in her bedroom eyes.

After all our time together, I actually hadn't seen Roxi naked below the belt at this point, and judging by her expression that was on her mind too. I unlatched to give her a deep, serious stare.

"You wanna see my pussy?"

I nodded.

She leaned back and started working her pants off. I helped pull, taking my opportunities to grab her ass. Her tits jiggled with her struggling, a great show to keep me entertained. Her wide hips made it difficult to pull her pants off from sitting on the table. I was quick to help her, my satisfaction with just her chest waning. I know I'm taking a few sentences to just describe getting her pants off, but it actually took a minute and we made some jokes about the funny little pause in action.

With a quick whip I finally got her pants off. There under her slight bit of belly was the partially visible entrance to her pussy, partially obscured by some bunched up panties. My blood started pumping and my excitement was visible. She spread her legs and pushed her panties to the side.

"What do you think?" she asked.

I don't get it if she had some kind of embarrassment or something, or if it was just showing me her naked body, but she seemed shy about the reveal. Not like I cared, this was the moment I'd get to put my dick in there. Unlike the halloween party, I made sure to carry condoms in my wallet for just this

"I think you could use some special attention, yeah?" I looked up to her.

"Yeah, how you wanna do this?"

At first I thought it'd be a cool transition from milking her tits to eating her out, but I really just wanted to fucking dick-dive in. Before that, I just wanted to feel around first. I dove some fingers between her spread legs. They closed a little, maybe just defensive of my admitted lack of experience. Whatever I was doing, it seemed to work. She watched me feel around in her moist little flesh pouch. There was a lot more room than I would've guessed, but she seemed to enjoy the attention I gave the entrance the most. My lips gave her a few kisses here and there and she made sure to let me know that felt incredible. But again, I just really wanted to get my dick in Roxi after all this time.

I was quick to wrap up before climbing onto the table. No offense to Roxi but, chunky lady with monster milk filled udders wasn't about to get fucked midair until I knew I could hold her up. There, I shimmied myself between her legs until I felt the smooth insides of her pussy.

"Straight into it, huh?" she purred.

"This's been a long time coming for me."

"Well then you better come enjoy it."

She pulled me in further, and my face closer to hers. I struggle to describe everything that happened but it was better than I expected: I was rock hard the entire time and playing with her body made me even moreso. She made sure to help improve my first real experience as best she could. We'd roll around as I fucked her fast as I could, sometimes with her bouncing on top where I could maul her stretchy udders and others were gravity helped me sink deeper into her sweaty slit. She helped me improve her mood too, guiding my fingers down to her clit. There I made sure to measure my roughness and find all her buttons. Didn't figure out everything she loved at first, but geez I was just focused on the incredible feeling.

After some plowing on the table, she guided me off the table. She slunk over the edge and offered herself to me doggy style. Leaning over, I could get by her head, bring it from behind and feel her tits swing. She cooed for more as I kneaded her tits. I realized one of the negative features of such long, plump tube boobs - I had to test my wingspan's limits to grab her by the nipples. But after first contact, I wasn't letting go. Her wide areolas made great milk-drenched handles. I could pull myself deeper, something gravity wouldn't help me with in this position. She fucking loved that it seemed - her tiny noises before were getting louder and I could feel the passion in her voice echo through her back.

"Griffin please don't stop!" she pleaded with me.

"I won't!"

Simple words but I was too enthralled to think of anything more. I knew my grip was a bit strong, Roxi confirmed after, but I couldn't help but flex everything in my body to the extreme. Somewhere in my pounding, Roxi reached her first orgasm. I thought she'd go limp or something, but she just got really loud and very informative.

"Oh, I'm cumming-! You're squeezing my tits so tight, agh-! Faster-!"

Things got a lot smoother at that point. She stopped moving as much and it felt way more slippery sliding in and out. My hands struggled to keep a grip, though - her tits started getting a lot less firm. She'd been letting plenty of milk out during the entire session, but my cow tittied partner really let loose here. I had to pull my body back to see everywhere she was shooting! I wasn't even grabbing her by the nipples when her nozzley nips pumped ounces of milk into the tile floor.

"Man, I bet she'd let even more out if I had her by the nipples again" came my ever present lust for her bust.

I pulled the handles I'd been using up to my mouth. With a juicy crunch, I clamped around her nipples. They were gushing hard and I knew I'd need a firm grip if I wanted to hold her by my teeth. She gasped in surprise and her current letdown entered a new level of release. I could only drink so much of her milk before I had to unclamp, but that was fine. The sucking got her tits bursting and made her even happier, and that left me content.

My thrusting hadn't been the forefront of my focus during this. Now I could watch her tits torrent boobjuice into the floor and know no matter what she was happy. My hips bucked far harder now, and her milky tits flopped up in response.

During my first few thrusts she pushed back to try and help me. I won't admit it to her, but that made me jam the tip of my dick hard into her inner walling. Actually kinda hurt, haha, right? Not that I could let that get in the way - I actually had to push my hands deep into her plump bum to stop jamming my cock.

The lack of blunt resistance put me back in the mood and my thrusting devolved into a real jackhammer series of thrusts. I had plenty of nutrition to keep up the tempo but my thighs were straining now. I had to let loose soon.

"You're gettin shaky" Roxi stated with a deep inhale "need me to do anything?"

"Just keep swinging those things and let me do the work."

My push forward gave her the hint that she didn't need to swing forward and back as much, which in retrospect, made requesting more titty swinging a bit odd. Her solution was incredibly strange; she twisted her body perpendicular to my cock, screwing around it. I'd never fucked anybody without a condom, much less with one, but here and now I realized why I was doing to well. That torsion not only made her tits flop closer upwards, a far better sight, but she started twisting the rubber between us. I let out some (totally not) girly screams to the sudden change in feeling. Not like I now love this kinda feeling, but the actual condom was moving on my dick now. It tickled the inside of my nuts, and her twisting was off rhythm with my weakened thrusting. I thought her body was constantly vibrating, but grabbing her fat ass I knew I was the one shaking.

With one last thrust I let myself marinade in her juices. At that moment I couldn't help but restrain my pleasureful scream. Roxi looked back and watched me come in her, a happy smile in her tired expression. I humped and bumped a few times to appease the writhing urges of that incredible release, but I was spent at that point.

I finally backed out. There I stood, looking around the mess we'd just made together. Her tits made most of the mess, but I gladly take credit for being the catalyst. Now my body was hyper self aware. There I sat down, slow and careful of sitting on my own nuts. Roxi turned around, mostly naked still. Her face was bright and smiley.

"Nice fucking job dude!" she cheered, "How was that??"

Retrospectively, the condom wasn't as fun. I was a little hesitant to say that, but she understood. The idea of birth control pills was brought up and I was a big fan.

I continued "Overall though, a lot like when you jerked me off but more... satisfying."

She nodded. "Sex is a lot more fun when we're both getting off. And it felt great knowing I got to take your virginity!"

She laid back on a stool by the table. It took some time for her to recover, but all the while she was chatty as ever. We talked about all the moves used, I mentioned how hot it was seeing her titties fly about leaking milk, she wants me to grab her butt more, and we both agreed we should have been prepared to clean up the spilt gallon of milk. I teased her about being my little milk cow and how we should bring a bucket next time.

"We have towels in class."

"But that's for wiping it off the ground - what good's a cow when you can't save her milk?"

She rolled her eyes. "Bessie here thinks it's weird if you drink my milk when I'm not around. Feel free to pour yourself a milk carton or two but I like it when you suck it out more."