Her Husband’s Hucow
Part 6
By CNP
Mary was leisurely wandering through the meadow with her friends. The field was full of white flowers made brighter by the sunshine.
Amy gingerly picked one up and began to chew on it. Relishing the aromatic nectars it released as she chewed.
Lily laughed and came over. Her naked body was more caked with dirt and mud. She liked playing in the dirt more than Amy or Mary.
Though Mary liked the smell of the flower that the two of her friends were fighting over, it wasn’t worth getting dirty over. Besides, it was silly to fight over. The field had so many flowers, why did Lily want the one Amy had already plucked?
It didn’t seem strange to Mary as the two women fought over the flower with their tongues. Why would it be strange for two naked women to kiss?
After all, Mary was naked. She just didn’t want to kiss. Not right now.
No. She knew she needed something else first.
Mary, naked and on all fours, walked to the top of the hill that gave the best view of the land. From there she could see the big red barn.
Her bosom throbbed. Her tits were heavy and laden with milk.
She began to salivate. Mary licked her lips and head toward the barn. Her bosom warmed with excitement as did the spot between her legs.
She did her best not to dirty her teats as she went down the slope. It wasn’t easy. They’d gotten so big, it must have been a long time since she was milked last.
The growing heat between her legs didn’t make the descent any easier. It was a good thing Vicky had properly shaved her down there so her furry patch didn’t rub.
She knew Vicky was in there. She could always find Vicky in her barn.
The scene was beautiful. The air was fresh and filled with happy sounds and smells unique to Vicky’s barn. The birds sang happy songs. And the sounds of the cows inside were all happy sounds, too.
Cows were always happy.
Mary loved being a cow! She was so happy she could be a happy cow every day!
The barn door opened.
Mary woke up.
She sat upright naked in an unfamiliar bed.
It took a few moments for her to get her bearings. This was a room in Vicky’s house. Her room. There was her suitcase. She could hear a shower running and there was the smell coffee from the kitchen.
Mary took a deep breath and tried to make sense of the fading memories of the dream. Those thoughts then drifted back to the events of the night before.
She’d never seen her friends act that way! Any of them!
Sure she knew that Vicky was a lesbian… but…
That was strange. The clothes she’d packed didn’t seem to fit well this morning. She knew she shouldn’t have eaten all that food yesterday.
At least she didn’t feel bloated.
Just full.
But she still had room for coffee.
After squeezing into the baggiest clothes that she’d packed, Mary made her way into the kitchen.
Vicky was there with a fresh pot.
“Morning sleepyhead!” Lily called from the floor of the living room. Mary couldn’t see her, but she was doing her morning yoga no doubt. Mary didn’t have the energy to even think about that.
“Coffee’s brewed hun. Let me pour you a cup.” Vicky said from the island in the kitchen. “I know how you like it.”
Mary pulled up a stool and took the offered cup.
“Last one up again?” Mary asked. She knew it wasn’t a race. But she still didn’t like being last.
“Yup.” Vicky said. “Amy should be done with her shower soon.”
Half the cup had been drained before Mary noticed that Vicky had been massaging her shoulders as she drank.
“Mmm.” Mary said into the cup.
“Feels good? I’m glad!” Vicky said as her fingers found their way up Mary’s neck.
Mary sat the cup down and relaxed into Vicky’s warm hands. Even though she’d just started her coffee should could go to sleep right now. She could just melt away under Vicky’s touch.
It was as if her neck had never known any aches and pains as Vicky touched it. And as her fingers gently pressed up to her scalp it was as if she’d never had any thoughts.
“What? Lily and I aren’t good enough for you? Not to mention Vinny!” Amy asked, interrupting Mary’s peace with a smirk. “Has she had her coffee yet?”
“Not all of it.” Vicky answered. Then she started rubbing her fingers up Mary’s scalp again. “Why don’t you finish your coffee, Mary?”
It wasn’t like it was a bad idea. And the coffee was delicious.
Vicky continued her massage as Mary continued her cup.
Only belatedly had Mary noticed that as she got closer to the bottom of her cup that Vicky’s massage had made its way further down to her, well bottom.
She consciously readjusted herself on her seat. She liked the massage, she just didn’t feel comfortable with Vicky’s hands on her heiny.
Vicky took the hint and began to work her way back up to the center of her back.
Mary almost hated to finish the cup fearing that the massage would end with it. But it seemed a waste not to drink it while it was hot. She finished it and set it on the counter.
“Good girl.” Vicky said as she continued her massage.
Comfortable in knowing that her haste in drinking the cup didn’t expedite Vicky’s own touch Mary let her body relax even more into the woman’s fingers.
She must have drifted off for a minute. Vicky was still massaging her but was mid conversation with Amy.
“I don’t know. She’s different somehow.” Vicky said as she rubbed the sides of Mary’s breasts. “I don’t know if it’s the body chemistry or something different.”
“So, have you claimed her, yet?” Amy asked.
“No, not yet. Soon hopefully.” Vicky answered.
“Claimed who?” Mary asked sleepily. Maybe she should have another cup. Mary had never felt so drowsy so soon after finishing one. Yesterday’s hike must have taken more out of her than she’d realized.
Mary could hear Lily giggle from the other room, but she still couldn’t see her.
Amy let out a slight chuckle too. She was leaning on the bar looking at her. Her breasts spilling out onto the counter.
Mary couldn’t help but lick her lips at the sight, savoring the flavor of the coffee as she did so. Amy really did have some amazing breasts. Her nipples where surprisingly taut and perky given the size of the rest of the woman’s bosom. Looking at them, Mary couldn’t help but be aroused. She loved big tits after all. And she could only imagine how aroused her husband would be by the site of Amy’s bare tits.
A groan of pleasure escaped her lips at the thought. She was immediately embarrassed for doing do. Mary was afraid of getting caught for thinking her dirty thoughts. Thankfully, she quickly realized Vicky was still massaging her. A groan of pleasure wouldn’t have been out of the ordinary anyway.
Especially with the way Vicky had begun to work her breasts.
Mary relaxed her head down and groaned again. Mostly to sell the idea to the other girls that the groan was due to nothing more than Vicky’s touch.
Looking down her chest, she could see Vicky’s fingers working their tender magic.
She watched as the blonde’s fingers squeezed into her breasts, almost to her nipples. Then moaned again, even though she hadn’t meant to. But fuck that felt good!
Mary heard another moan. She looked up to see it came from Amy. She was running one hand along the collar that she was wearing. Her other hand was rubbing one of her leaking breasts.
That’s right, Mary though, Amy has the drips.
She licked her lips as she saw a drop of milk drip from the tit Amy had been rubbing. She only barely registered that Amy licked her lips back at her. Her eyes too entranced by her friend’s leaking nipples.
“Oh my god that is so hot!” Amy said voicing Mary’s own thoughts as she continued to rub a leaky breast with one hand and her collar with the other. A drop of milk was growing at the tip of Amy’s untended bare breast.
Bare breast?
Her own bosom throbbed, still confined in their top.
“Why… why aren’t you wearing a top?” Mary groggily asked.
Vicky’s massage didn’t break stride as she answered. “Amy’s got such big beautiful tits, Mary. It doesn’t make sense for someone with such big beautiful tits to wear a top all the time. You should take your top off too, Mary.”
Mary hesitated. She really wanted to take her top off it. But something about doing so didn’t feel right. Her clouded morning mind just couldn’t fully wrap itself around what that was.
Since thinking wasn’t getting her anywhere, Mary relented.
“Ok… but why are you still wearing your top?”
The comment took Vicky off guard, it almost looked like she was blushing.
“You’ve got such beautiful big tits.” Mary continued licking her lips as she turned to look at them. They were perfectly at eye level with the way Vicky had been standing beside her at eye level. It took some restraint on Mary’s part not to bury her face in them.
What a strange thought. But she did like big tits as much as anyone, so why not?
Mary let out a little moan. “Mmm. God! They look so good! And I can smell them, too, Vicky! Do you realize how good your titties smell? And besides, I mean, you’ve got the drips, too. Don’t you, Vicky?”
Mary immediately covered her mouth in embarrassment. She hadn’t meant to say all those things. Not that she hadn’t meant them… It was just like someone had turned on the faucet and she couldn’t stop the flow… like Amy’s nipples.... And Vicky’s now, too.
A dark stain was actively trailing down Vicky’s morning shirt.
It was the first time the entire trip that Mary noticed Vicky hesitate. In fact, Mary could think of no other moment when the confident woman had ever looked so unsure.
Finally, after biting her lip and giving a quick shiver that Mary couldn’t place, the blonde made her choice. “Alright, Mary. After all, it’s just us girls… “
She had never been one to believe in hypnosis… however seeing Vicky’s bare breasts proved to be one of the most captivating things Mary had ever witnessed in her lifetime. It almost made sense that she could be entranced by them. Once her friend’s bosoms were finally released Vicky swayed her body in just away to make her tits sway like giant pendulums.
Mary licked her lips, then swallowed. She felt suddenly parched and also felt somehow, from somewhere deep inside her, that the tits hanging in front of her now could quench that thirst.
God her nipples were big! The sheer size of them was enough to give Mary a start. They were so much bigger than her own! Or even Amy’s! They protruded like suckable cockheads from Vicky’s boob… No wonder she wanted to suck on them so much! Tits were good, sure. Big tits especially! Who didn’t like big tits? But there was no doubt in her mind that what Mary really liked was cock.
Mary blinked hard and shook the earlier thoughts from her head. Fuck she was horny! Why else would she even remotely think such a thing? If only her husband could have fucked her good and hard last night when she’d really needed it she wouldn’t be having to regain her composure now.
“There, I’m sure that feels better.” Mary said as matter of factly as she could. She’d always prided herself on being the level headed one of the group.
“Oh, it feels better already, Mary! I’m glad you reminded me to take it off, honestly. Big beautiful tits like mine deserve their freedom. Especially when you get the drips as hard as I do. My tits just flood with milk” Vicky answered massaging her own breasts as she did causing pent up streams of milk to shoot out.
There was no mistaking now that her milk smelled of lavender. Mary breathed deep.
“Fuck I’m horny! Amy come over here and lick my pussy while Mary and I talk. I’ll let you suck on my tits and give you a good milking later, I promise!” Vicky ordered.
“Yes Mistress!” the busty blonde immediately replied.