Sandwich And Milk
Cat leaned across the counter and grabbed a knife. She laid out her sandwich on two napkins and cut it from one corner to the other. The waiter took the knife rudely as Cat started to return it.
“If you had cut the fucking thing like I asked, I wouldn’t have needed it,” Cat growled. The waiter bowed coldly and left. She was suddenly aware of many sets of eyes focused on her breasts in the bar-type mirror on the back of the wall. She looked down at her full, milk-filled breast and felt a little burst of pride. They were growing nicely. Hopefully they would stick around if she breast fed her baby. It was due any moment. She loved the attention her breasts were gaining her. Her boss even allowed her a longer lunch break, after staring at her breasts for almost an hour during a meaningless conversation. Knowing her boss, he would be wacking off behind that big mahogany desk of his about now. Let him, it was all he was getting from her.
“Do you mind?” a tiny female voice asked from her elbow. She stopped, in the act of biting her sandwich, and nodded toward the empty chair. A small girl with bleach blonde hair took the seat and gained the waiter’s attention.
“Ham, gouda, sauerkraut, one pickle slice, and mustard on rye bread,” the woman said with practiced ease. “Oh, and a diet coke,” she called, unrolling money.
“Um, me too,” Cat gasped around her sandwich.
“Two diets,” the girl said, unrolling more money.
“Uh, no, I’ve got it,” Cat said, reaching in her pocket.
“Nonsense. It’s only a dollar.”
“This is the first long lunch I’ve had in ages,” Cat said, wiping her hands on a napkin. She grabbed the other half or her sandwich and began wolfing it down.
“I get 30 minutes, no matter what,” the cute blonde said, taking the drinks and handing one to Cat. They both drank greedily. Cat was gratified to see the woman staring at her breasts. She must have forgotten the mirror. To her horror she felt her nipples reacting to the girl’s attention. She looked down to see her nipples lengthening to horrible size in her blouse. In a moment they looked like two missiles under a blanket.
“That is a wonderful sight,” the blonde said. “Oops,” she dropped her sandwich and wiped her mouth hastily. “You have a little problem, sweetie.”
“Huh, what?” Cat was alarmed.
“Milk,” the girl whispered. Cat looked down to see double stains on the front of her light blue blouse. Horrified, she put her hand across her chest. This, of course, drew attention to her massive breasts from every male in the room.
“Oh God,” Cat leaped from her stool and ran for the bathroom.
“Bag it,” the girl said from behind her. Cat ran into the bathroom and stood staring at the mirror in horror. The stains were growing.
The bathroom door opened. She threw her arm over her breasts, then sighed in relief when the blonde girl appeared. “I came to help,” the girl said in a businesslike manner. “Get that thing off,” she pointed at Cat’s blouse. Cat hurried to comply. The girl pointed at Cat’s light blue bra and she took that off as well. There was no doubt about the attention which the girl lavished on Cat’s naked breasts now. She was ogling them.
“My God, what a heavenly pair,” the girl sighed.
“I used to think they were,” Cat growled. “This has never happened before.”
“You had better milk them while I clean your blouse,” she said, turning her back and starting water running in the sink. She dunked the blouse and bra in the water, then filled her hand with liquid soap and rubbed it into the milk. In a moment the blouse and bra were hanging on the hand dryer. She pushed the button and took a stick label from her purse. She pasted that over the button, holding it down. She turned to find Cat still standing in the same place.
“You have to milk them,” the girl pointed at a stall.
“I... how?”
“My God, you don’t’ have a breast pump?”
“No, nothing,” Cat raised her hands helplessly. “Is there a way . . . ” she mashed her breasts in her hands.
“No, no, don’t do that, you will hurt them. Damned, I wish I had more time. I work in a doctor’s office. I could get you one. But as it stands . . . ”
“Don’t worry about it. I will stuff my bra with paper towels,” Cat waved it aside.
“If you do, you will look like a monster,” the girl growled. “I guess it’s up to me.”
“What do you mean?” Cat asked nervously.
“I mean you had better get your ass into that stall,” she pushed Cat toward the first stall. Cat hurried into the stall and turned, to find the girl sandwiched into the stall behind her. The girl locked the door and pushed Cat down on the toilet.
“I don’t . . . ” Cat started, but she stopped when the girl knelt on the dirty floor in front of her. She felt funny with the girl parting her legs. Her short skirt slid up to her thighs. Without a word the girl took Cat’s left breast in her hands and began nursing on her elongated nipple.
“Oh my God,” Cat gasped. She felt fire bursting in her breast. The warm lips felt wonderful on her milk-filled gland. Was this how it would feel to breast feed her baby? She hoped not. Her pussy was getting hot and wet already.
“Oh,” Cat whispered, putting an arm around the girl’s head and pulling her close. She leaned forward until her chin rested on the girl’s head. She petted the girl’s head absently as those wonderful lips robbed her of her milk. After several quiet minutes the woman switched to the other breast. It was quite a relief.
“That feels wonderful,” Cat gasped. “I’m getting horny,” Cat said, kissing the top of the girl’s head. The girl slid one hand down on Cat’s bare thigh as if waiting for a reaction. Cat was careful to make no movement which might be misinterpreted. She held her breath, silently waiting for more. As the woman silently nursed, her hand slid up between Cat’s legs and until it finally touched the mound of her pussy through her panties. Cat wilted against the girl, suddenly feeling fire all through her body. She waited breathlessly as the hand pulled the crotch of her panties aside and a finger slid between the buttery soft lips of her pussy. She cried into the girl’s hair as that finger began exploring Cat’s innermost secrets.
The finger first slid up and down between the folds of pussy flesh until lubricated, then centered on the hard little bud of her clit. It worried it for a moment, then dove deep inside Cat’s pussy for more lubricant. She found plenty. She slid her finger in and out of Cat, while Cat whispered and cried above her. The sticky wet sound of a finger sliding around in Cat’s pussy was very loud in the quiet room. It was very erotic. The smell of a healthy pussy joined that of fresh breast milk. Two welcome aromas in such a dirty place.
The woman suddenly switched breasts again. Cat was both overjoyed and disappointed. She was hoping the woman was going down on her. As sick as that sounded, it was all she wanted in the world at the moment. Sweet, blissful relief on the mouth of that beautiful woman. But it would probably never happen, most women did not go in for that sort of thing. She would be content with what she was getting.
“Oh fuck, this feels so good,” Cat murmured. The woman looked up and smiled into Cat’s eyes. Cat petted the back of her hair and murmured nonsense to the woman stimulating her so well.
“I can’t believe you’re drinking my milk,” Cat said in her little girl voice.
“Good,” the woman murmured around a firm nipple. She now rotated her finger tips over Cat’s stiff clit. Cat moaned and leaned back against the old chrome pipes. The woman pursued her lovely breast, never missing a suck.
“Oh God, I wish . . . I wish . . . ” Cat trailed off, unable to voice her wish. They both knew what she wanted. The woman finally broke contact with Cat’s huge breast and pulled forward by her hips. “Slide forward,” she whispered. Cat slid forward quickly and threw her legs wide. The woman leaned down and made contact with her pussy, bathing it with her long, agile tongue.
“Oh yes, perfect,” Cat moaned. The echo of her voice was loud in the stall. She cried lightly, her thighs jerked and her pussy vibrated to the rhythm of the flashing tongue in her loins. It struck over and over, too fast to follow, moving from one area to another. She even sucked the salty moisture from Cat’s sweet inner thighs. Then she felt it plunge up inside her while the woman sucked with her powerful lips. Cat was being drained. She could feel the fluids being pulled from her body. It was wonderful. How could such a sweet little mouth cause so much pleasure?
The woman’s head pressed against Cat’s pussy hair as she raised up to lick and suck her stiff clit. Cat squirmed on the toilet seat, pulling the woman’s face into her crotch with her left hand. The woman was insatiable. She sucked and licked furiously, following Cat’s delicious pussy wherever it moved. Cat was surprised when the woman moved up and began licking the very top of Cat’s pussy. The fire from this area was amazing. Nobody had ever done that to her before. She was totally caught off guard.
“I’m going to cum,” Cat whispered desperately. “I’m cumming,” she said again. Suddenly her orgasm struck. She suppressed a squeal of delight as her loins exploded into quivering fire. She hissed, while holding the woman’s face pressed tightly into her pussy. The woman didn’t struggle, she simply sat waiting, with her sucking mouth creating a warmness which Cat desperately needed. Cat reluctantly released the woman’s head and pulled her up into a firm kiss. It was the first time she had ever kissed, or been eaten by a woman, but hopefully it wouldn’t be the last.
“I want to do you,” Cat whispered.
“Not a chance, sister, I am probably 15 minutes late already.” The woman got to her feet and looked herself over. She was presentable, thanks to a pair of dark pants. She whisked the hair out of her eyes and turned, unlocking the door. She pressed the had dryer button, which had switched off, while Cat simply tried to reorder her world.
“Thanks,” Cat nearly whispered.
“No problem, sweetie. I’m leaving my name and number here. I certainly hope you call me.”
“Oh I will,” Cat promised. Her bra and blouse suddenly appeared over the top of the door. It wasn’t dry, but in the hot afternoon sun, it would be in a few moments.
“Thanks again,” Cat said, struggling into her clothes. There was no answer. She pushed the stall door open to find she was alone. Cat searched desperately for the piece of paper with the woman’s name on it, but it wasn’t there. She must have forgotten. Cat looked herself over in the mirror and nodded in satisfaction. She pushed through the door and was surprised to find the diner was empty. Only the fuckhead of a waiter still remained in the restaurant.
“Another conquest,” the waiter said with a twisted smile.
“Congratulations,” Cat said coldly, paying her bill.
“I meant you. Whenever a girl with big tits shows up in here from that OBGYN clinic, so does that woman. I think she follows them here. They both go back into the bathroom and they both come back smiling. Now why do you think that is?”
“Because she has a bigger dick than you do and a tongue this long,” Cat held her hands six inches apart.
“She . . . what?” he said in surprise.
“I wish I knew where she was, I’d ask her to marry me,” Cat continued, really rubbing it in. She would never come back here again, so she just didn’t care what the guy thought.
“She works right there,” he nodded at a small brick building. “At the doctor’s office,” he said, swallowing.
“Thanks,” Cat said with a genuine smile. She pushed her way out into the hot afternoon sunlight.
