Exiting the car, You got a closer look at her ‘features’. Apart from her hair, she has charming green eyes and freckles, all of which made her cute. And judging by her accent, she hailed from overseas, the United Kingdom to be exact. But, there was one thing in particular about her that stood out to you. Her breasts were quite large, possibly around an F-Cup. The sweater she wore over it could barely contain her impressive bust. You were left wondering whether or not they were natural. But knowing that you just met whoever she was, you put those thoughts to the side.

“Bloody piece of shit phone!” she angrily blurted out as she put it in her pocket. “Damned thing’s battery always dies at the worst possible moment! Ugh!” Her gaze turns back towards your way with her anger almost immediately disappearing. “Mister, do you have a phone?”

“That I do,” you replied as you looked on at her car. From what you saw, a smoking engine meant that thing wasn’t going anywhere without repairs. “Want me to call a tow?”

“If you wouldn’t mind. Thank you kindly, sir.”

With a few swipes and button presses, you called up your local auto shop and explained the situation and where you were. They gave you an ETA of about ten minutes which was shorter than you expected. Hanging up, you turned to the woman.

“Well, the truck is ten minutes out, so we’ll be here for a while.”

Why thank you, good sir!” she said. Instead of a hug as you anticipated, she joyously shakes your hand, expressing her gratitude. “Oh, how rude of me, I forgot. My name is Milky Way. What might your name be?”

“Calculus Crunch, Ma’am.”

“Well Calculus, I suppose I’ll have to compensate you for the petrol money.”

“Nah, don’t worry about it. Money isn’t an issue for me.”

“I mean, if you want-”

“Like I said, I’m good on funds. Just don’t worry about it.”

After a while of back and forth conversation about how your respective days went, a light on the road grew closer. Knowing it was the tow truck, you waved it down and pointed to her car. Once her car was attached, you escorted Milky to yours as you followed the truck to the west side of town. Along the way, she told a bit about herself. She was indeed from the UK, Trottingham to be precise. She moved into the country about five years ago to get away from family members that drove her nuts. Luckily for her, she had an uncle that ran some sort of dairy store downtown, so she was able to make a living.

After following the truck to the garage, Milky went to pay for the repairs which totaled to about three-hundred dollars. Seeing as how she was stressed enough about her car breaking down, you footed the bill, much to her objections. Though in the end, she mellowed down about it and was thankful. Following the payment, you drove her home. You recognized the area as you live a good few minutes from where her place.

Expecting to drop her off and be done with it, she invites you in. It wasn’t the first time any attractive woman let you in their abode and certainly won’t be the last. Not wanting to be rude to a nice, you obliged. It was a nice place, simple yet cozy. You both sat on the couch, turning on the TV to a rather funny game show. Though you weren’t into stuff like that, you couldn’t help but laugh at the over the top humor.

“When I first came here to live, I expected that I wouldn’t be enthusiastic about the programming here.” She remarked as she giggled a bit. “But I’ll admit, the over-the-top nature of shows like this have grown on me.”

“Well, people have an acquired taste.” You replied. “People either like it or hate it.”

“True.” As you watched the display of pie fights and obstacle dodging, your eyes slowly drifted to the alluring mounds on her chest. The size, the sheer size of those melons made you tight in the pants. However, she wasn’t oblivious to your gawking. “Is something the matter, Calculus?”

“Oh cra- O-Oh, no, Milky,” you stammered but you could tell that she wasn’t fooled by your words. Knowing that she’ll probably think of you as a pervert, you spill the beans. “Well, I’ve been wondering-”

“About my things?” She interrupted. To your surprise, she didn’t seem to be bothered at all. “I’ve received quite a number of stares and questions about my breasts. It’s nothing new.”

“Really? I thought you’d be annoyed my staring them, but alright. Are they… natural?”

“Natural? Why yes, yes they are. My friends during my school years remarked how lucky I was to be “gifted” so to say with my mounds. But, it wasn’t without… drawbacks.”

“What would that be?”

“Close to ending my twelfth year in school, I started to… lactate spontaneously. I mean I wasn’t pregnant at the time and nor did I even have sex. After consulting with the doctors, the diagnosed me with Galactorrhea, excessive lactation. It was a side effect of my gift.”

“I’m sorry to hear about that,” You replied back with genuine concern. “How were you able to deal with it?”

“Well, I use a breast pump whenever I have an episode. Luckily, I was able to hammer down the frequency at which they occur. That’s why I sounded angry about my phone earlier.”

Just as you were about to acknowledge her reasoning, Milky’s eyes started to wince, moaning in pain as she started to rub her right breast. A wet spot soon developed on her sweater, causing her to mutter something about her favorite sweater being ruined.

“Calculus,” she moaned. “Can you… go into the kitchen and retrieve my breast pump?”

Nodding, you entered the kitchen, searching the cabinets and shelves for what she needed. Opening a cabinet near the fridge, you found a strange device with two plastic domes connected by rubber tubing. Knowing that was what you were looking for, you grabbed it and returned to Milky, who was still cradling her breast.

“Thank goodness,” she gasped as you handed the device to her. Just as she was about to reveal her bulbous mammaries, you blush and turned your head. “What’s wrong, love?”

“Well, it’s just that I thought you’d want some privacy.”

“Oh no, I’m quite alright. You needn’t be so prudish.” She placed one of the cups over her nipples and switched on the machine. The whirring and suction action was immediately followed by a sigh of relief that bordered on moaning. Though you didn’t see it, the mental imagery was enough to give you a stiffy. “You have no idea how much relief this gives me every day.”

“I could tell.”

Her moans went on for minutes as the pump sucked the liquid from her breasts, From how it sounded, you could only imagine how much discomfort her condition causes. Once Milky was done with the breast pump, you were briefly able to see a sight of the nipple. Though you were already aroused, the fact that you've just met her made you fear those thoughts. You looked the other way, causing her concern.

"As I've said before, I'm used to receiving looks because of my 'things'," said Milky. "I'm not even the least bit offended."

"Well, it's that we've just met," you replied. “I didn’t want you to think of me as a creep.” Suddenly, your head was covered by her sweater. You took a bit to remove it. Turning around, you saw Milky Way, no top or shirt on, baring her breasts to you. They leaked a bit of milk out of the nipples as if welcoming you to taste some of the ichor within. You struggled to react but the sight of such a large pair of breasts made you indecisive.

"Now, do you want to feel them?"

“Really? Is that what you want?

“Oh, come on,” Milky said as she scooched closer to you, making your face feel hotter. “You treated my condition with maturity despite how nervous you were.” She got closer and closer to the point the skin of her tits made contact with your arms. Now, she was giving those bedroom eyes but something was different about hers. Along with her facial features, they all gave of an aura of cuteness, too much for any mortal man like you to resist. “Besides, I can’t possibly let you helping me with my car go unrewarded.”

Forcefully, she grabs your wrists and places them on her tits, urging you to give them a squeeze. They felt like a squishy mix of soft and firm. To you, it felt like squeezing balloons filled with sweet pudding, pleasurable to the touch. You ran on autopilot as you planted a zealous kiss on her luscious lips as you began to lay on her. The fact that no objections from Milky were spoken was reason enough to let your inner horndog loose. Soon you laid upon her completely and began grinding your hips on hers. All the while, she began to moan lustfully at your movements as it made her nethers tingle with excitement.

“My word, you’re certainly no stranger to love, aren’t you?” She gasped as you let go of her breasts and fiddled with your belt, removing your pants and undergarments. She was nonetheless surprised by the size of your girth but her eyes told you she was familiar with such a thing. “If it’s no problem with you, I’d prefer not to do any oral. It’s just not my thing.”

“Not at all,” you replied as you threw off her shoes. “Sometimes, you gotta leave things out to shake it up.” Removing her jeans and panties revealed a decently sized bush that didn’t hide the beautiful sight of her flower. It dripped with immense arousal as did her tits. Looking at the delicious looking ichor seeping out, you licked your lips with hunger.

“I see you fancy a taste. Go ahead, satisfy your curiosity.”

Diving back onto her, you pulled her up, latching your mouth on her right nipple and an hand on the other. As you suckled the warm creamy goodness from her teat, your grinding restarted, brushing your rock hard cock against her hairy vulva. Even though you hear her moan pleasurably, you wanted her to scream, to let her inner slut out.

Using your free hand, you reached under her and stuck two fingers in her pussy without warning. She yelped at the feeling but warmed up to it. The inside felt slick to the touch as much as it felt snug. You worked your fingers to find her magic spot while not skipping a beat on the other matters. All those times spent with horny cougars have made you develop impressive multitasking skills. After a while, you found her g-spot and insert a third finger, much to her screaming pleasure. From how progressively snug her vagina was getting, she was close… and so were you.

Grinding with the speed of a rabbit in heat and suckling like you had a monstrous thirst, you eventually climaxed with a spray of your sticky white cum. Soon, it was followed by a spray of Milky’s essence soaking your hand. Pulling out your hand, you surveyed the damage. She was covered in your cum, both yours and hers, sweat, and breast milk. Her hair was also a disheveled mess from it’s perfectly curled form. She laid panting at your knees as she sat up.

“Bloody hell!” She cursed as she wiped the sweat from her brow. “I’ve never felt that much pleasure since my ex.”

“How long has that been?” You asked.

“God, I honestly can’t recall. Might’ve been a few years. Double dealing twat.” As she gathered her senses and was alert, she noticed your shaft at half-staff. Her pussy craved it but knew it wasn’t possible with you at half-chub. Knowing you were pleased with her gifts, she wasted no time in giving you a titjob then and there. Her perfect mounds felt like paradise made manifest. Though it was temporary as you became erect in short order, it was certainly something you’ll never forget.

“There, that should do the trick,” she said as she climbed back on the couch on all fours. Her ass and pussy were in plain view. The latter salivated for something fleshy to sate it’s hunger. “Come on, give me that big knob of yours.”

With a salute, you grabbed two handfuls of dat ass thrust your pelvis forward. You were amazed that you were able to slide it into her caverns without any visual guidance. Still, you had a job to do, one you enjoyed to do. You began your movements, thrusting your mighty spear in and out of her puffy wet sex. Grunting with every breath, you channeled your energy into pleasing this woman you just met. Indeed your efforts bore fruit as Milky’s speech was soon reduced to an incoherent mix of babbling, breaths, moans and gasps.

“OH GOODNESS YES!” She cried out as you got her on her knees, barely skipping a beat. “MY BREASTS! SQUEEZE THEM!”

You didn’t even need her request as you did. The softness of her chest pillows was more than enough to bring you back. You loved playing with those orbs in your hands and her moans told you the feeling was mutual. As long as she liked it, you were willing to do it for as long as she liked, even if it would kill you. You’d die happy that you were in the presence of such perfect boobs.

Like the finest of wines and brandy, it was not fated to last forever as you felt your groin trembling. You knew very well with your body meant by that but you weren’t going to stop for that. Oh no, you wanted to keep thrusting, even as you blew your load inside her. Still sensitive, your continued thrusts drove the nerves in her nethers in a frenzy. Followed by a long winded wail, the inevitable happened and your junk was basted by a rush of her juices. Once she came, you relented and collapsed with her on the couch.

“I-Incredible!” Milky wheezed as she slowly turned around. Though tired as you were, you gathered enough strength to rest your head on her breasts. “That was the first time in years I’ve had any... ‘action’ as you americans say.”

“It pays to be with someone that’s experienced,” You remarked as you buried your face in between her breasts. “It also pays to have an amazing gift.”

“Indeed. I suppose you’ll be staying the night?”

“Yeah, too tired to go- *yawn* anywhere.”

Truth be told, you were fine with staying the night with her. Just as you got done with another woman, another happened by chance. Sometimes, you wondered if luck was woven in your genes. But you knew part of that was due to you and your charisma. It causes you to give pause and look back on how you’ve come since your years in high school. Still, you couldn’t help but smile as your eyes shut, content and satisfied.

Author's Note

When I promised Milky Way, you'd bet your ass I would deliver. Anyways, another chapter bites the dust and Somnambula is next. Stay tuned.