User blog:Udon thief/Proper Holstaur Maintenance

Taking care of a farm is not an easy task. Taking care of a farm alone when you're just the junior farmhand is even moreso. Add to that the fact you have to manage the labor of the mamano workers on the farm who don't have a huge amount of respect for you, and you've got a formula for a very difficult time while the farm owners are on vacation. You've been looking forward to their return for some time now, too busy to realize that you've hardly spoken to or spent time with your holstaur girlfriend. She was very understanding a couple of weeks ago. Last week she seemed a little on edge. With only a couple days left before the owners return, however, she hasn't been anywhere on the farm. You finally got a moment to yourself, and you can't find her anywhere.

You search through the barn, the stables, the tool sheds, even combed the hay bales. Figuring that she must have gone to the store for something, or that she was mad at you for ignoring her, you decide that since you're beat anyway, you might as well try and catch a little shut eye until she comes back, give you the energy you'll need to make up for the time you've been so busy with work.

When your back hits the bed in your room, you hear the door slam shut suddenly. You bolt upright on the bed, and see your holstaur girlfriend standing behind the door, a look in her eyes you haven't seen before.

You try and explain yourself, thinking that she's angry you've shown such little interest in her as she walks forward, her hooves stomping along the hardwood floor as she closes the distance between you and her.

"Shut up." she says darkly, grabbing hold of the little bell collar you gave her last year as a gag present, and flicking it off. Next come her suspenders. Your romantic dread is quickly replaced by surprised confusion. You and her have cuddled and made out, but you've never gone any further than that. You figured that it probably wouldn't be a good idea to take things any further with her considering you live on the farm with her, it seemed a little too convenient and easy to screw up and make for a very uncomfortable living situation.

You ask what she thinks she's doing.

"I've been patient." she says, shoving you down onto the bed with her great strength, and follows you onto it, straddling your hips. She crosses her arms, and unceremoniously flings her tight-fitting work shirt off of herself, throwing it to one side carelessly. Her huge, heavy breasts spill out.

"I've been understanding." she says, grabbing your thin work shirt and easily ripping it in half, exposing your chest.

"I'm done now." she states, and yanks your shorts off your hips.

Before you can muster much of a response, she pins your wrists down onto the bed, and falls on top of you. She outweighs you by at least a hundred pounds in sheer muscle, so there's not much you can do to stop her as she kisses you hotly, rubbing her soft, pillowy breasts against your chest as she does. She wriggles out of what little remains clinging to her body, leaving herself in just her panties, which, as she rubs herself up against you, she's utterly soaked through with arousal.

"Now, I'm getting what I deserve." she breathes hotly against your lips, and wraps her arms under your shoulders. She lifts you effortlessly and places you up against the headboard, scrambling atop your hips once you're in position. Despite yourself, you're too nervous and excited to keep your penis from coming to full erection without much foreplay, and she seems to have been aroused for quite some time before she even saw you. She must have been thinking about this all day long, and there's no talking your way out of it as she pins your shoulders down and positions you at her outer lips.

You nervously ask her to be gentle with you, trying to lighten things up with a joke.

"If I break you, it's your own fault." she responds darkly, and then plunges down your length. Both of you groan from the pleasure of your first time, though you're pretty sure she's at least played with toys to get herself through her estrus in previous years.

She cups your cheeks, and, thinking she's going to kiss you, you open your mouth, only to have her jam it full of her breast, her finger nails digging into your scalp as she forces you to fit as much of her breast as you can between your lips. You have no choice but to lick and suck that firm, plump nipple as she begins moving up and down your cock. It's so tight, and hot, you wonder how long you're going to be able to last when this is your first time.

She doesn't seem overly concerned as she quickly picks up the pace, pumping your shaft like she's trying to draw semen straight out of your balls with the sucking sensation in her vagina. The bed creaks loudly as she sways on top of you, her full, thick butt landing heavily on your hips with a lewd 'plap' sound every time she thrusts you into her velvet folds. You moan through your nose as she keeps you on that breast, then switches you to the other, mashing your face up against her soft flesh. She combs her fingers through your hair, moaning your name as she moves faster on you, making your body lock up. You're trying your best to hold off, but the speed and friction she's moving at is giving you little chance. You try and warn her that she should slow down, and you desperately try to think of anything but the sensations building up in your loins from her violent lovemaking.

"Cum in me!" she orders you, moving faster, bouncing on you harder.

"I don't care! Cum in me!" she demands.

Melting under her, you give in and let yourself go. You couldn't stop her or your own orgasm if your life depended on it, and she jacks out every drop, continuing to move even as you spew your last drops into her waiting womb. She doesn't even slow down.

"Yes! More! I know you have more!" she gasps and moans, plunging you into her and burying you up to your balls in her sloppy, unbelievably snug cunny. You struggle and groan as her movements overload your senses, your body trying to go into refraction, but the constant stimulation prevents you from losing your stiffness, even if it doesn't entirely feel pleasurable.

As she continues to force-feed you her nipple, you taste something. It starts as a drop, then another, and then a stream of warm, sweet milk fills your mouth as she keeps making you suckle on her over-full breast. Holstaurs produce milk whether they're pregnant or not, and this is her first year that she's been able to. It's been said that a healthy relationship can make a holstaur produce more milk at an earlier age, and you've had a pretty happy relationship with her.

Surprised, you choke and gag on the milk a little bit, and she lets you breathe before she positions you at her nipple again and pushes it between your lips once more.

"Drink me..." she commands you, finally slowing down on your penis.

Prepared for the taste and the force at which the milk comes out, you obey and drink down some of that sweet, warm cream. She gasps and clutches at your head, throwing her own back and crying out. Her vagina was snug before, but now it feels like your penis is trapped in a condom three sizes too small for you as she climaxes hard around your penis. You keep swallowing her milk until the stream loses its force, and then latch onto her other nipple, hoping that sating her sexually will convince her to stop moving entirely.

As you drain her other breast, you realize you mistake as she slams her hips down onto yours as she squeals out her pleasure and resumes pounding your hips. Strangely, though, you feel refreshed and her movements have once again become pleasurable, your penis returning to full mast and more. It feels extra full, extra hard as she takes you into her again and again. She squishes your nose up against her breast as you drink your fill, and pinch her other nipple, sending a weakened stream onto the pillow beside you.

Her hands land on your chest and she sits on her ankles, gaining the best position to make full pumping motions on your body. She's stopped trying to speak, and is only panting and moaning like an animal, rushing towards another orgasm. You're not far behind as she batters you with her plump rear end, her skin now dotted with little pearls of sweat that fly off when she thrusts downwards particularly hard. Her black and white streaked hair sticks to her face as she races towards the orgasm being brought on by your suckling and your penis. Just as you can't take any more and give in to her pleasure, she arches herself over you and clenches all around you, her breasts thrust proudly out against your face as she shrieks out in another climax. You join shortly after, filling her once again with long spurts of your own cream.

She slumps over you this time. She attemps to move, but her legs are spent, and she gives into exhaustion, sprawling out on your body, burying your face between her sweaty, heaving breasts. Before you suffocate in this position, she rolls halfway off of you, cups your cheek, and kisses you lovingly.

"Mmmmm. Now THAT'S break time." she smiles happily, cuddling up to you.

Invigorated by her milk, you mention that thanks to her, you don't really feel like you need a break, and position yourself above her. She grins and opens her legs, then wraps them around the small of your back.

"Well then." she nibbles on your earlobe, holding you close to her with her arms and legs tangled around you.

"Get to work."