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  Swelling Susan!

  Farmer Rod’s Hucow Ranch

  Jackie Leigh

  Copyright 2017 by Night Watch Publishing. All rights reserved.

  This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

  This story contains sexually explicit content and is intended for readers over 18 years of age. By downloading this document you acknowledge that you are over 18 years of age. All fictitious characters who are engaged in sexual acts in this book are likewise over 18 years of age, whether explicitly stated or not.

  Table of Contents

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 1

  "It seems like a great idea Tommy. God knows we need the money, and the advertisement says it pays really well. I think we're going to go have a look."

  My boyfriend was only moderately interested in what I had to tell him because I made the mistake of telling him in the middle of a blowjob. He signaled his enthusiasm to me by pushing my head back between his legs and shoving his cock into my mouth.

  God knows I didn't mind. I loved giving head and he knew it. I would have just preferred that he had a bigger cock. He DID NOT know that. But it is what it is and I blew him for a few more minutes.

  "It just sounds a little fishy baby" he groaned, in between enthusiastic trips of my tongue over his balls. "A dairy farm? Where'd you guys see the ad?"

  I lifted my mouth from his hard cock long enough to answer him.

  "I don't know. Barbara saw it on an internet forum somewhere but it sounds like it's on the up and up. We check and there really is a farm at that address. Or at least something that looks like a farm from Google Maps."

  He had stopped listening to me again because he was playing with my tits. And honestly it was making it hard for me to concentrate because my tits were my fucking hotspot, He was running his hands over them and pulling on my nipples and I immediately felt the spigot being turned on between my legs. I tried to fight him off by returning to the wet knob that was still throbbing in my hands.

  "Oh God baby, that feels good" he moaned, before adding "Don't you think it's a little weird that they specified a certain body type to do farm work?"

  Yes, I did find that weird. But I would never tell him that. I let his cock slip from my lips and tried to keep his busy hands from returning to my sensitive tits.

  "Not necessarily. I mean all it said is it was looking for robust females to help them with their dairy operation. I'm assuming girls that do farm stuff are sturdy, that's all it meant."

  Whatever...

  He didn't really give a shit. I know this because I barely got my answer out of my mouth and he was pushing his hard cock back into my mouth. Hard but not quite big enough – at least for me. I liked my cocks big.

  "And Barb and Lisa are fine with this" he managed between a couple of fresh moans.

  I tried to answer him without taking his modest cock out of my mouth but all that came out was gibberish and drool. So I sucked for a few more minutes before taking a break.

  "Yeah. Barbara needs the money worse than we do. And Lisa is dumber than a box of rocks – you know that. She'll do whatever we do I'm sure."

  Hands back at my tits again. Rubbing, stroking, pulling – three of my favorite things, and my pussy was frothing over just to prove it. I was the one moaning now and he was in control. He slipped out from under me and he gave me the order, I had been waiting for it, like the faithful, horny servant I was.

  "Whatever. No get on your hands and knees Susan, and let me fuck that sweet pussy of yours."

  Chapter 2

  "So you understand this is not a normal dairy operation."

  That was kind of obvious. The guy talking to the three of us was in a white labcoat sitting behind his big desk. We were in his office which was attached to the larger farm building. The sign out from advertised it as "Johnson Dairy" but I hadn’t heard a single 'moo' since we had gotten here.

  "What is it you do here Farmer Rod?"

  My friend Barbara, always the inquisitive one. She would ask the farmer questions. She would get to the bottom of it.

  "We are a dairy operation. Of sorts" Farmer Rod said. "But we're entering a new phase of our operation, and we are looking for female candidates that can help us. Our needs are very specific. We require girls who are, how do I put it delicately – curvy. This is exactly the body type we need, and we will pay handsomely for it for once month's work."

  He had me intrigued at 'curvy' but he had almost hooked me completely at 'pay handsomely'. Tommy and I needed the money and we needed it bad. I was still waiting for the catch.

  "Are we going to be milking cows?"

  Ugh. My friend Lisa – I loved her but she was as sharp as a bag of hammers. But the farmer remained professional, even with a question as stupid as hers.

  "No my dear. This phase is a little bit different. We actually hope to be milking you. We have a pill that we would like to give you that will induce lactating. Then we would like you to come back here and let us milk you. It's all very scientific. And we're willing to pay you each five thousand dollars in order to perform the work for us."

  He lost me at the lactating part but then reeled me back in big time with the money. Five grand would save my ass. And for what? Doing what a new mom does naturally – what's the big deal?

  "Milk us?"

  OK, Barbara thought it was a big deal, so I would let her poke holes in this guy's story. But I knew she needed the money as badly as I did so it wasn't going to be all that hard to talk her into it.

  "That may be a bit harsh" the farmer said, correcting himself. "The point is, we will be extracting milk from you once you are on our lactation drug. Sometimes it may be necessary to introduce certain..."

  He was struggling for the word to use.

  "...inducements. But after taking the drug and being subjected to the inducements, it's often easy to extract the milk from our female workers."

  "Inducements? What does that word mean?"

  Lisa – Omg she was so stupid...

  "Sometimes it's necessary to introduce external stimuli in order to get the milk flowing, that's all my dear."

  I was sure Lisa didn't know what the fuck 'stimuli' meant either but she was smart enough to shut up.

  "Five thousand dollars? Payable when?"

  Yep, that was me. That was my question. My friends could hash out the other minor details. I needed money and I needed it quick. The farmer turned to me and smiled, happy that he had at least one ally in the room.

  "Half when you sign the contract, half upon completion of your first month."

  "Contract?" Barbara asked.

  "Yes" the farmer said. "A formality really. It stipulates you agree to the terms of the work and won't disclose anything of a sensitive nature."

  Blah, blah, blah...

  I had heard enough to know I would be walking out of there with a pill and a check for twenty five hundred dollars. I snatched the contract out of the farmer's hand faster than a fly off a cow's ass. My friends still looked unsure but my uncertainty had checked out twenty minutes ago.

  How bad could a little lactation at the farmer's dairy farm be anyway?

  Chapter 3

  Bad – it had gotten bad.

  I had taken Farmer Rod's pill at the farm just like he had asked, and I still had three days before I was supposed to go back. But my tits were absolutely throbbing and making it hard to even see straight. And it wasn't helping that I need
ed to fight my fucking boyfriend off with a stick.

  "Come on Susan – just let me feel them."

  "No! I don't want them touched. Now pull down your pants and let me blow you!"

  It wasn't entirely true. I did want them touched. I wanted them touched so bad it hurt. But the farmer had told me that was out of the question so I knew the only way to keep Tommy at bay was to suck on his little dick and I watched as he got busy scrambling out of his jeans.

  "There you go baby – have at it."

  I needed it. I certainly needed something. So I grabbed his hard cock with a vengeance and I started to suck. I was probably a little too aggressive because I felt him flinch but he quickly relaxed under the movement of my hands. This pill – whatever the fuck it was – it was making me horny as shit too. I was merely sucking on his cock but it felt like my pussy was on fire.

  "Jesus baby, that feels great."

  Yeah, yeah it does – but I wanted more...

  At the rate I was going I would have him splooching in no time, I was certain of it. But I was certain of something else too. I needed a cock in my pussy and I needed it now. If I let Tommy cum he would be rolling over and it would be lights out for Susan. I let his wet cock slip from my lips.

  “Huh? What are you doing baby?”

  I didn’t answer him because I didn’t need to. I swung my hips over him and mounted him like a bull rider at the rodeo. Before he was even aware what was happening, I was planting my wet pussy over his cock with white hot satisfaction. My pussy gobbled up his cock like a venus fly trap swallowing a fly, and I started bobbing up and down on him like my life depended on it.

  Wtf? What was wrong with me?

  Tommy wasn’t complaining. Tommy wasn’t doing much of anything except trying to keep up. I watched as his eyes rolled back in his head and his back arched and I knew his orgasm was going to be coming. It didn’t matter. The arching of his back brought his little cock deeper and it had been just the thing I needed. I felt him making more contact with me and I let out an epic moan.

  I bared down and started going harder and felt my full tits starting to flop up and down. Tommy’s eyes opened lazily as he laid there getting fucked and I watched as he peered up at me. Hazy eyes, looking at me and blinking. And then he raised a finger and spoke only one word.

  “Look.”

  I knew where he was pointing – he was pointing directly at my chest. And I could feel the gentle trickle so I knew what it was. In the back of my mind I knew it would be coming, and I realized both my tits were starting to leak milk as I fucked my boyfriend’s brains out. Two tits, big and full and swinging as I fucked him – and my two hard nipples starting to leak out warm, white milk.

  “Shut up Tommy.”

  I chose to ignore it and shifted my hips in a way that pleased my clit. My hips started working overtime as I felt his cock throb inside me and his eyes did their little backward roll again. One, two, three more thrusts against him and I felt that familiar twitch as his cock opened up inside of me. I was on the edge but he was in the throes of a full-on orgasm.

  And I was trying to ignore the droplets of milk that I was leaving on his chest.

  Chapter 4

  “How are you feeling Susan?”

  Oh, I don’t know Farmer Rod. Horny as fuck?

  "Full. I feel full."

  I was standing in a room on his expansive property that had all kinds of apparatus in it. I was trying not to look at the apparatus because I knew somewhere in this room was a pump that had my name on it. He had already given me half of the money, which Tommy and I had quickly spent. I kept telling myself I only had to go through this for another month. I could take anything for a month for five thousand dollars.

  But that pill was making me absolutely crazy...

  "Good, glad to hear it Susan. If you're feeling full than the pill is doing exactly what it's supposed to. I just need to have my ranch hands assist you with expressing the milk."

  Ranch hands?

  "Hank, Darryl – come out here please and fix Susan up."

  There was a door in the room that I hadn't even noticed before. But as soon as the farmer spoke that door was opening and two gorgeous studs were walking into the room. Both of them were in blue jeans and looked like they would have been right at home rustling cattle. But they weren't rustling cattle. They were both headed right towards me.

  "Goddamn, look at those titties Hank. She looks plenty ready to me. Let's go sugar, off with your blouse."

  The one who I now knew as Darryl was blonde and good looking and wasn't going to wait for me to undress myself. He had his hands on my shirt and he was working the buttons off as his friend was wrestling equipment out of the corner. I tried to unbutton but was satisfied to let him keep going as I felt my shirt being pulled from my body. He wasn’t any more graceful as he turned me around and pulled off my bra.

  “Fuck yeah, look at those tits Darryl. This is going to be good.”

  Hank, the guy with the dark hair, was coming towards me pulling the pumping equipment. Two pumps attached to long hoses that were leading to a milk reservoir. I might as well have been a heffer sitting in a barn. But something told me it was going to be much more than that.

  “Here you go sweetheart, we need you to bend over this.”

  Darryl was placing a bench in front of me. It was low to the ground and padded, and I wasn’t even entirely sure how I was supposed to be positioned, but it didn’t matter. Both men grabbed an arm and wrestled my half naked body over the bench. It was now supporting my body weight.

  Kind of.

  My naked breasts were over one side of the bench and my ass was sticking up on the other. My knees were on the floor and the bench was supporting everything else. I only had a second to think about it because I was watching Hank as he came towards me with the pumping apparatus. One man, two suction cups, and one big smile on his face.

  “Here you go sweetheart, let me just get these fixed on.”

  I felt his hands on my breasts and my body immediately started reacting. My tits were so goddamn full they were hanging heavy over the bench. I felt Hank’s hands, rough and calloused as he grabbed each heavy tit. With a gentle pump of each cup he had them fixed on my throbbing tits.

  “You got it hooked up there Darryl?”

  The other guy was messing with the hoses, fiddling with them on the other end at the reservoir. If I had been thinking clearly it would have been ludicrous – both men preparing me like I was nothing but cattle. But I wasn’t thinking clearly – I wasn’t thinking clearly at all. The only thing I was thinking of was hands on my tits and how badly I needed relief.

  “All set on this end. Ready when you are.”

  That was all Hank needed to hear. As soon as Darryl gave him the go-ahead I felt his calloused hands on my right tit and they wear starting to caress me. Slowly at first, rubbing me around the tops of my heavy breasts, just enough to be a delicious tease. But he wasn’t stopping there though. That was just the beginning.

  “Goddamn these things are full Darryl."

  Gentle caresses from rough hands, my nipples hard in the center of the suction cups. I felt him grab my right breast and squeeze and my nipple opened up inside of the rubber cup. I could feel the liquid, warm and wet, as it started to flow out of me. It seemed like just a trickle, but it was more than enough to light the fire down below.

  "She's going but it looks like she might need a little push Darryl."

  "Say no more" the good looking guy in front of me said, and I watched as his hands went to the buckle of his jeans.

  The hands on my tits were alternating now, moving back and forth between my left breast and my right. Having him grab at both tits was making me twice as excited, but I could only feel a little trickle coming from either tit. Part of me wondered if he was trying hard enough, but part of me didn't care. All of me was watching as the guy in front of me continued to get undressed.

  His jeans were off and on the floor, leaving him in nothing b
ut a pair of cotton boxers. The package he had inside was obviously hefty, and his underwear was straining to keep its contents contained. But Darryl wasn't containing anything. He was watching me at the same time he peeled his boxers down and I watched as his cock sprang into view.

  It was gorgeous. It was fat and thick and it wasn't even completely hard yet, and my vision blurred a little while Hank continued groping at my breasts. I could feel the milk starting to come quicker now in little spurts but I was watching the enormous boner that was growing in front of my very eyes. It was everything that Tommy was not – it was everything I had wanted for the last two years. And it became obvious that it was going to be part of their entire milking process.

  "That's right sugar. 'Ol Darryl is going to put his fat cock inside of you and that milk is just going to start a flowing. It's going to feel nice too, I promise."

  Chapter 5

  All I could get out was a grunt. I was getting milked by one farm stud and was staring down the cock of another and I couldn't string two words together. Hank was starting to work my tits harder and my whole head was starting to throb. But all that he was getting from my tits was a trickle, and I knew there should have been a fountain waiting for him.

  Darryl's cock was rising just from watching his friend manhandle my tits. But I quickly lost sight of him as he stepped behind me. Hank kept tugging away at me and my teats kept right on dribbling. But I suddenly had a second set of hands on me, and they were taking off my pants.

  "Oh, look at that ass."

  Darryl’s voice, and Darryl's hands were busy working down my jeans.

  "Something tells me we're going to find a wet pussy underneath those panties Hank."

  Hank was busy working my breasts and I could see the slow stream of milk starting to work its way through the long tubes. It was moving much too slow though. Even I knew that, and I was in an increasingly sex starved state.

  "Yeah, no doubt Darryl. That fucking pill had a big effect on her knockers, they're full as shit. I bet you that pussy is wet and white hot."