Malon's Milking WIP (Patreon)

Being bent over the entrance fence to her farm was nothing new to Malon anymore. She had only recently just turned of age but it was nearly daily that her father forced her to stand outside the gate, naked and shaking her rear end around. At first, she wasn’t told why, but as time past and she was bearing her first child, the truth came to light. Her father was purposefully allowing her to sell herself so she could be the one to produce Lon Lon Ranch’s famous milk. But, she had also been told that she always had the chance to tell him that she just didn’t want to do it, but just never took that chance.

Malon breathlessly moaned as the man who was currently fucking her slapped her plump rear end hard enough to leave a mark. She had grown so fond of just how rough some of the passersby could be, especially since she was still lactating from her last pregnancy and she had someone in front of her to be drinking her milk directly from her breasts. The feeling of a hard cock driving its way inside of her cunt and slamming against her womb while a set of teeth clenched down on her nipple and suckled her soft mound to get every drop of milk that he could was absolutely wonderful. Even if she wasn’t of age when she started doing it, now that she was, nothing was stopping the shameless and needy moans that erupted from her with each thrust that entered her body.

She didn’t mind having her body used to produce her ranch’s famous milk. It always felt good to be milked the way she was right now. But it felt better when the man pulled his lips away from her chest and used both of his hands to grab her large mound. Before she knew it, Malon felt her supple breasts squirting milk onto the ground in front of her and on the man’s hands. But no one was crying over a little bit of spilled milk. Not when they were getting ready to pump her full and give her body reason to produce more milk with a better flavor.

The way this stranger’s shaft plunged inside of her pussy and slammed against her womb with each thrust that he made felt utterly fantastic in Malon’s mind. Not only did she get the pleasure of feeling a pair of hands on her breasts, but the sensation of her breasts lactating and covering her fair skin while a big dick threatened to piece into her womb only enhanced her pleasure. Her tongue rolled out of her mouth as the person inside of her tight cunt picked up the pace of his thrusts yet again. She didn’t know just how long the man had been fucking her, but she couldn’t find a single reason to complain. Not only did it feel good to be fucked like this out in the open while she was playfully milked, but she knew that if she got pregnant once again the milk she produced would taste far better to anyone who drank it. Something that Lon Lon Ranch prided itself on.

A loud scream of pleasure ripped through her body as the man behind her suddenly came inside of her. There was no warning that he was about to explode until his shaft slammed against her womb again and stayed still for just a moment. Rope after thick, hopefully potent, and gooey rope of cum flooded her womb and painted Malon’s inner walls white as the man came. However, he started thrusting inside of her once again as his spunk started to flow from his shaft. Not enough to bring her the same pleasure that he brought when fucking her, but enough to make her wish that he lasted just a few seconds longer to be able to push her into an orgasm as well. Though, like the good little farm girl she was, Malon didn’t say a word as he slowly pulled out of her and allowed his thick shaft to slap down against her plump rear end, right where he left the handprint from his earlier smack.