Udderly Horny 2: Daringly Dairy (Human Dairy Cow Lactation Erotica)

Shy little Anna is desperate to experience the udder relief that comes when she lets her milk down. But no matter how she touches herself, she just isn’t satisfied. When Cyrus, her hairstylist and the man who introduced her to the grazing, dairy life – calls her and tells her to come and experience the Dairy, the ache in her breasts demands that she trot over to see what he’ll do for her – and to her. Cyrus knows how to relax her body and get her milk to flow- but will he let her milk down, or only tease her in front of the whole salon? She’s so anxious for release, this divine bovine doesn’t care who watches her.

Will lactating little Anna get the explosion of milk she craves? Or will her heaving bosom stay full of milk no matter what she tries to do? 4,500 words of splashing, sexy milking! All characters are 18 or older.

Anna decided to walk to Cyrus’ hairdressing salon. She still loved her black and white hairstyle and she loved the attention that her new boobs were getting her and she loved how the grazing diet made her feel. She wanted to be out in the sunshine, and so she pulled on a tight tank top over her bra. She looked down and saw that her bra pushed her cleavage up so high it looked like she would fall out of her shirt. So she thought, “It would be better if my boobs were a little lower.”

And so she removed her bra, hoping that the tight stretch of the tank top’s fabric would hold her in. Her boobs swayed back and forth as she bent over to pull on her Daisy Duke shorts. She had a heart shaped ass and she wanted to make the most of it.

What she didn’t realize is that her untamed boobs were like cheerleaders jumping up and down, drawing attention to themselves with every bounce, with every step that Anna took. She also didn’t realize that when she walked, her ass cheeks poked out under the hem of the tiny shorts. And there wasn’t a man who would tell her about it, but they all certainly noticed as she walked by them.

As she walked down the street, she noticed that she was getting checked out. Were they noticing the dairy cow like birthmarks that were getting darker and darker? Or her long, black and white, hair? Some did; but all noticed the growing wetness seeping through her shirt as her titties bounced, leaking milk like sieves.

They turned to stare as she walked towards the hair salon, and admired the sway of her hips and the firm curve of her ass cheek. And then thought about bending her over and pounding her like an animal…. It was a miracle that Anna made it to the salon unmolested, and she was completely oblivious to the erotic show that she put on with a simple trot down the street.

Then Anna walked into the salon.

Cyrus immediately strode over to her, and took her arm, escorting her past the customers – were they customers? Or were they also, here for the Dairy? Big, bull-like men and big-breasted women spilling from tight outfits.

Anna rubbed her breasts protectively. When her hands came away sticky, she realized that her sweet milk was leaking from her teats. “Cyrus!” She cried, “Look!”

Cyrus looked down into her plunging cleavage and the wet circles on her tank top. “You shouldn’t have waited so long, my dear little dairy cow. You desperately need to be milked. But first, you’re going to have to be groomed.”