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Chapter 7: Milky Affection (Lemon)
While yesterday put an end to any worry I had over what was going to happen in the next few months to the farm, and provide it a safe future for the time being, things just weren't going to change just yet with the work hours.
Minos had promised to be done packing all his stuff and return tomorrow, but the situation with Miles and Taffy took a curious turn as both had to still settle for a proper leave from their contracts without breaching those. The owner was more than happy to aid them with the task, but at least two days were going to be wasted getting all the bureaucratic burden unfastened and dealt with.
Which in turn translated in Mora and I having to spend another day on our own while this dual situation solved itself. It wasn't a horrible development since we were both fine after a good week of doing this, but there was something that just told me that I was meant to keep on guard while I was around the owner of the farm.
At first it was a simple paranoia, starting right from the breakfast where the woman spared me some intense glances while I was distracted eating my share of the food. I noticed her doing this for a while, eventually taking note of this being actually a clue of a suspicious behavior. I didn't put too much thought over it since it could've been just something born from what happened the day before, my mind being too geared on the current tasks to genuinely mind the curious predicament.
The situation only ended up escalating as the work day began properly. We were both handling some of the caskets filled with the apples we had recovered two days earlier, and I was eyeing the small wooden boxes stuffed with multiple red fruits when I noticed something particularly odd about Mora's closeness. What initially felt like a misunderstanding from my part, my mind had to ultimately concede that the fact the woman had decided to wear the very clothes she had back when I first met her, and that the Cow Prime had been more than happy to bend down in front of me to show me a full glimpse over her large breasts, were not coincidences considering the extra glances I was getting about this matter.
With my face turning red more than once, I had to keep quiet about it in a show of self-respect. I wasn't sure what Mora was planning to do with this, but I could tell that this was a silly act of sorts to get my attention on her. Why? I wasn't sure, but I planned to get an answer straight out of her the moment we were done with the first shift.
We both entered the house and I started to get the kitchen ready so I could get the lunch prepared with ease. I had plans to understand what was happening with the owner the moment I had everything set up and while we were eating. And I was so distracted by that 'flawless' plan of mine that I barely noticed that the woman had left the place while I was busy near the fridge. What made me realize this entire circumstance was a piece of paper that had been left on the table, one that had a message written in it.
A curt text that I swiftly went through with, and I felt huffing about as I knew that maybe I was going to get a real answer out of this bizarre escalation.
Need your help with something by the farm. Don't make me wait!
Part of my mind was already speculating over what was going to happen the moment I arrived at destination, but the more my concerns roused at the combination of clues I noticed during the day, the more I realized that it just couldn't be. As much as this could hint at Mora trying to do the same she did with Miles didn't make any sense.
The quiet voice of 'maybe she is a liar' tried to make the entire theory compelling, but I just refused to believe she would steep this low, especially with how close she came to lose the biggest thing her mother had left behind. So despite my uneasiness, I still ventured in that short journey to reach the barn, and much to my surprise, I was caught off-guard by what I found inside.
The first objects I looked at were two metallic jugs that had been left by one of the corners, right where Mora was trying to recover something else. I frowned as I realized it was the very shed the Cow Prime had said to not check on to both me and Miles. She said it was filled with private things and… I eventually started to solve the puzzle as all pieces started to fall together.
The staring, the efforts to draw my attention to her breasts- Mora wasn't trying to seduce me into something lecherous. At least, not as 'extensive' as what happened to a certain Cat Prime. No, the woman was trying to hint at the fact that she needed my help for something I hadn't really thought much about.
What many humans tended to not remember when it came to Primes is that, despite their appearances have little in common with Earthly animals, certain elements were unique to specific races of Primes.
One example could be with Canine Primes. When excited, it is known that they tend to let out noises that are characteristic of dogs, Feline Primes purred and… Bovine Primes have a tendency to lactate once or twice every few months.
So when the woman turned around, I was regaled with quite the sight as I noticed that even though she was still wearing her skimpy upper clothes, the parts where her nips were supposed to be were wet. Instead of being annoyed, she smiled as I approached and got close to where she was standing.
"Glad to see that you noticed the message. So… do you need any other hints or-"
"Why me?"
The woman blinked at the question, briefly giving an annoyed look at interruption, but seemingly realizing that it wasn't really something one would stomach as easily as she wanted. Especially since it was already regarded as quite an embarrassing topic by Cow Primes all around. So I was quite shocked to see Mora being so calm about dealing with it with someone she didn't know for a long time.
"Well, do you want the sugar-coated lie or-"
"Just give me the truth," I sighed. "I want to believe there is a good logic behind it."
"There is a logical reason," The woman huffed, her eyes narrowing on my frame as I nervously tried to keep myself from stuttering at the current situation. Seriously, it's been way too long since I've been around a woman… especially one with Mora's needs. "I should've done that yesterday, but considering the circumstances I decided to hold myself from doing anything about it. Plus, even with Minos around, I can't exactly ask him to help since… you know."
He would consider it another attempt to lure him close to her. Which would pretty much debase the things she had said to warrant his return. In other words, I was the only one that could do this kind of stuff without Mora having troubles of her own. Miles would jump a little too eagerly at the opportunity… or would have jumped before what happened between him and the farm owner, and Taffy was still a stranger despite how nice she appeared to behave.
"I… I guess it can be done, but I think there is something missing," I muttered, my attention turning to the material recovered that was now folded by the jugs. I could see some towels there in case something spilled… but there was no pump.
"Hm? What is it?"
"Well, where is the pump?" I asked confused, and her frown suddenly melting in a giddy look.
"Oh? Well, I don't use one. I am someone that prefers it 'old-style'."
Old-style? What is she talking about- Oh!
My brain brought up the answer, and it wasn't one I had really expected to deal. Sure, we were in an old-fashioned farm but- but it was standard for Bovine Primes to have pumps to help with the entire situation. Not only because it was more efficient, but it also lessened the awkwardness of having someone to help them with this task.
"Mora, you mean that you want me to-"
"Put your hands on my puppies and give me some relief."
…Fuck, couldn't have been any lewder than that…
…
I sighed. "I know it's painful if it's not treated-"
"Which is why I trust you to do it out of kindness from your heart," Mora interjected mirthfully, soon her stare turning smug. "Or even something more. I wouldn't mind, Decker~."
Ultimately I had to do it and, while I was really trying to appear uneasy before the task, the truth was that this wasn't a bad thing. Far from it as I really had thought about how soft the woman's boobs were to the touch. The big size was enough to get anyone allured, but it was how they felt to squeeze that really enticed me at this point.
After the owner had taken a seat in front of the jugs and leaned forward with her now naked chest, I took a small chair and sat on the right, trying to improvise the entire thing. I remember studying this somewhere in Sex Ed, it was one of the few things that were discussed when it came to primes of that kind that had that problem when they reached puberty, but I really hadn't paid much attention to it.
Slowly reaching out for her breasts, I could notice a glint of interest alluding to the woman's interest in seeing what I was going to do out of this opportunity. Was she expecting me to snap and show some 'real self'? Maybe she wanted that to be the reality so that some escalation could ensue out of this already-arousing sight.
Instead, I just took hold of her boobs, carefully so as I knew those had to be fairly sensitive in this specific situation. The moment my hands were grasping at her lovely orbs, I saw Mora's posture going stiff, her attention aimed right at her breasts as I started stimulating by her nipples. It didn't take long for the milk to slowly flow down to the open containers.
A shiver, then a soft trembling. I could tell that despite my best effort to keep the woman from feeling anything strong out of this, the only thing I was getting was some interesting noises from her mouth. First her face started to burn at the situation, then it was the turn of the heavy breathing- finally a moan getting out despite her hands pressing on her lips. While I was doing my best to try and remain stoic through this all, my body was too accustomed to this kind of noises as those were hints of a past situation that was fairly common for me to be subjected to.
Before I know it, I was trying to hide away a boner by setting one of my legs over the other, almost falling down the chair while doing so. And while I thought Mora hadn't noticed this very awkward development, I was proven wrong when, as I managed to get the erection under control, I looked up to see a sultry stare aimed at me. Her green eyes were soon turning their glance down to where my bulge was being kept hidden.
The staring continued for the entire task, and for some reason that was enough to draw me even more aroused. The fact she knew and that she was mirthfully keeping quiet about it to tease me during that kinky situation- This was definitely a new sexual predicament… which was impressive considering how much I did back in College.
Much to my relief, after thirty minutes of silently getting through that mess of staring and moaning, I took a moment to stiffly retract myself from the woman's chest. Mora sighed quietly as she was freed from that burden… but despite my best hopes, her interest over my current situation hadn't vanished together with her lustful state of mind. Quite the contrary as she turned to look at me with a eager look.
"Are you up for a continuation?"
…
"M-Mora, after what happened with-"
"I'm not trying to bring that up. I'm not trying to make anyone jealous here," The cow Prime huffed with some annoyance dripping from her voice. "In fact, I want something you too want. We've been around each other quite closely for some time now and… I know you want this like I do. Some relief to that pent-up stress that we both want to get rid of."
…
Mora stood up, not bothering covering her still-exposed chest as she walked up to a nearby set of hay bales and placing a couple of unused towels there. I watched the entire development in pure silence, my mind still grasping over what she had just said and what she was doing.
Soon the Prime was sitting there, slowly pulling down her short pants and revealing that she had gone commando for the occasion. My stare was swiftly aimed at her revealed crotch, the lower lips wet and dripping in desire.
"See? This is no ploy. I want to be plowed really good right now, and I know you want to plow something yourself," The woman added with a degree of need in her voice. "And I want you to do this with me."
…
"Why?"
Her eyes widened at the question, but maybe her surprise was driven by the fact that the uncertain query was also accompanied by a step I made towards her. A step that confirmed interest, but that also needed a final truth before anything could really happen. Here she was, asking me this in such a genuine and direct way.
One thing was what happened with Miles… but now? I could tell that there was nothing pushing her to use sex beyond what it was meant to be. A mean to drown away the stress and find relief in intimate companionship.
"I..." Mora tried to come up with some words, wasting some time about it before… speaking three words that sold me to this deal. "I trust you."
I felt my breathing caught in my lungs at that. What I just heard was just enough to get me geared up for the action. One would question why I would concede just at these words and… the reason wasn't the words, but the emotion those conveyed. Genuine trust. I could feel she was meaning it despite how simple the response was.
Unlatching the overall and pulling off my shirt, for a moment I remained just in my underwear right in front of her. Mora's eyes widened, her attention stolen away by the physique I had gained after training myself this much and doing lots of hard work around the farm.
"Nice abs," The woman commented distractedly, her face tensing up as she realized what she had just said. I chuckled, approaching and finally pulling down my underwear the moment I was close enough to feel her warmth.
"Thank you. You're gorgeous."
Her face seemed to burn at that counter, her lips twitching as her smile widened at the compliment.
With my erection now throbbing over her expecting entrance, I took a little pause to line up the cock right in position as I looked up to check if she was ready. Almost nodding, Mora was staring intensely at my face despite the action happening below it. It was a confusing reaction, but one I soon understood as I finally entered inside her. Closing up the gap between our faces as my shaft squeezed through the warm and wet walls inside, I felt my length pulled even deeper as her pussy claimed it completely. I felt her breath so close to my lips and we were looking into each other's eyes.
"What? Are you waiting for a kiss to go on?"
"Just staring on your pretty eyes. I will not go easy and I want to look at those before starting."
Her smile widened, turning challenging. "I wouldn't allow you to 'go easy'. Do your worst, little human."
Oh, now that is a challenge alright.
I could still remember when my prowess was questioned years ago because I wasn't a Prime. While it's true that Primes have a greater stamina, that didn't translate in them being capable of some excellent fucking. In fact, I found out a couple of women that weren't that… good at it despite their flaunting around during the dates that would unfold before the deed happened.
I was really curious if Mora was really up to the task and, even though I knew she was, I just wanted to disillusion myself of the contrary being possible. So I pulled my groin away from her by several inches and then slammed all of it back in. The first pound was regaled with a giddy smirk, and I started to steadily pick up the pace with each strike I would deliver. With her pussy squeezing and trying to keep my throbbing cock inside, the action of pistoning my dick in and out created that perfect friction to send shivers of pleasure down our spines.
Mora's face was red in the first ten minutes of this, then her arms were wrapping around my neck and pulling me closer. Our faces were pressing together, with the tips of our noses carefully keeping us from going a step further. The scenario was so endearing as I could tell we were both stalling to see which was going to go for it and steal the other's lips. In the end, the confusion hid away the one that went for it.
What was clear out of that kiss was that the smooching was divine. Tongues wrestling for dominance, her moans matched with my few ones as we both gained bliss through that act. My hands wandered to her breasts, squeezing as softly as I did back while she was in need of some milking. Like then, the sweet liquid started to flow, much less since she was mostly low on it and… I was almost tempted of bringing up my hands to taste it.
The pounding was just as good as I had imagined it- no, it was even better. The more I increased my pace, the more Mora would react to this. It reached the point where her legs were pushing my hips to move even faster, wrapping by my waist and making our bodies squeeze even more.
It was incredible, and I really forgot that the pleasure would soon come to an end. About an hour after going through that intense fucking, I felt close to come and, from the way the woman was asking me to go even harder than that through the kisses, was enough to confirm that she too was close to her climax.
I came really hard inside of her, knowing from the very beginning that Primes couldn't get pregnant by humans. Well, they could but the chances were incredibly low. Still, my cum shoot inside her, filling her pussy with cream as I felt her juices squirting as she had an orgasm at the same time.
…
We were still kissing, my shaft still sheathed inside her as we allowed for the feverish dream to leave us with a stable mindset. Mora was the one to pull and she regaled me with a dazzling smile.
"That was… amazing."
"You were amazing," Iremarked and she pressed her forehead onto mine.
"Nope, we were amazing."
I sighed and she closed her eyes for a moment as we took a while to properly recover from the tough session. As soon as the woman was ready to speak up again, I found my eyes tolen back to hers.
"Ready for Round Two?" She asked mirthfully, getting a frown out of me.
…
"Only if there is a third round."
She snorted at my counter-offer. "Only if we stop before Round four since we still have to get lunch."
Chuckling, I nodded in agreement as our passionate session resumed with none of our shared vigor lost from the earlier round. We kept on going at it for a little more than two hours, with the two of us wobbling back to the house and the kitchen one holding the other.
It was amusing for a moment, but eventually we had to take a longer break to get through the 'second shift' of this difficult schedule for the last time. Still, there were no regrets in my mind as I knew that this was going to be a day to remember as one of relief rather than serious commitment.
If only I knew how things weren't going to be so easy for me as this was just the beginning of many curious situations I would end up having to face on a rather intimate way.
AN
Oh boy, things are just not going to be easy for MC with the ladies that are soon to come.
But first, there is a 'pest' from Mora's Past the workers at Las Lindas will have to face. A cultured man that can't take a no as an answer.
