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Elsie, The Borden Hucow
by Anonymous (address withheld)
***
Woman convinces a veterinarian to inject her with
bovine milk producing hormones to enable her to nurse
her boyfriend while making love. (MF, exh, oral, lac,
rom)
***
Strange things happen in Vermont. My name is Elmer.
The name used to be respected. In Old English it means
"famous." That is until Hollywood and the comedians
decided that it was funny. Now when I tell people my
name, all they can think of is "Elmer Fudd."
I had just finished veterinary school in Wisconsin and
sporting my new degree accepted a position as an
assistant vet at a dairy cooperative in Waitsfield,
Vermont. The co-op sold milk to big outfits like Cabot
Cheese and Ben and Jerrys Ice Cream. My job was to
visit the individual farmers and make sure that their
herds were healthy. The farmers were old timers and
had been running their individual dairy farms for
years. They sort of resented the visits of an
outlander. In Vermont anyone whose great, great, great
grandfather didn't fight with the Green Mountain Boys
during the Revolution was considered a newcomer.
But, despite my midwestern accent, after a while they
warmed up to me. As a Wisconsin farmboy I knew my way
around cattle. I had "cow hands" they said. I assisted
in a couple of difficult births, massaged udders of
cows with mastitis and prescribed the right medicines
for minor cattle ailments. All off the books, of
course. Vermonters may be standoffish but they liked
to save money. Once in a while I even got invited to
dinner.
As a flatlander, I was determined to learn the strange
sport of skiing. The big ski resort of Stowe was right
next door and on weekends I rented gear and splurged
on a lift ticket. I even took a few lessons. By the
end of the first year I could manage the Bunny Slope
with aplomb,
I met Elsie by accident. Literally. I made the mistake
of skiing across a black diamond trail on my way to
the parking lot when this red missile came whizzing
down the slope at what must have been faster than
light speed. I zigged and it zagged and we collided in
a glancing impact. I had the breath knocked out of me
and skidded on my face for several yards. When the
snow settled I was being helped up by an attractive
woman in a red parka.
"Oh, I'm so sorry. I was going far too fast. Are you
all right?"
"I seem to be OK." I said. "But I think I'll call it a
day."
We parted on good terms, each sure that the other was
particularly stupid.
The following Monday, while paying a duty call to Ben
and Jerrys, I spotted the very same girl behind a desk
in the accounting department. We recognized each other
at once. As I was leaving, she came up to me and said
"Hello again, My name is Elsie. I'm getting off work
in a few minutes and if you wait, I'll buy you a cup
of coffee to make up for last weekend."
Fifteen minutes later we went to Starbucks for that
promised coffee. We talked and talked. A light rain
began to fall which turned into ice the moment it hit
the cold ground. The roadways were soon covered in
glare ice. I would have a tough time making it home in
my old used Chevy but Elsie, like most Vermont
natives, drove a 4wd vehicle with studded tires during
the winter and would have no problem.
Elsie's small house was on the way back to my rented
apartment. and she invited me to stay until the road
was cleared and sanded. We never made it past the
bedroom. Somehow our clothes fell away and we tumbled
into her queen sized bed. It seemed just the natural
thing to do. Our arms wrapped around each other, my
erect cock found her welcoming vagina, and I plunged
into her as we hit the bed. No foreplay required. We
were simply animals in heat. All I remember about that
evening was fucking, fucking, fucking.
Well, we didn't fuck the entire night. About midnight
Elsie got up to make us a bite to eat. To keep our
strength up, she said. Elsie was as much an athlete in
the bedroom as she was on the ski slopes. I was late
for work the next morning but the cows didn't seem to
mind.
Elsie was a young widow. She was raised in a small
town in Vermont. Elsie was an indifferent high school
student but the star of the ski team. When she
graduated she hoped to pursue her ambition of
qualifying for the U.S. Olympic ski team. She trained
hard for a couple of years, both in Vermont and in
Aspen. Unfortunately she had a bad run on the day of
the selection trials and didn't quite make the cut,
losing by 1/100 second. The coach said she was good
and showed real talent. Perhaps in another four
years...
Elsie couldn't wait four years to start living her
life. She discovered both booze and recreational
drugs, married a fellow ski bum and had a baby. Then
she lost both husband and child in a drunken
automobile accident and was badly injured herself. The
experience sobered her up. Convinced of the fragility
of life, she was determined to live it as well as she
could in her allotted years. She returned to school
and got a business associate degree at the community
college.
Elsie was an attractive, sensuous woman who enjoyed
the physical aspects of life. She had a very pretty
face and short hair. She had a very nice figure,
curved in all the right places, good shapely legs
tapering to a tight butt. Elsie was fairly short and
very muscular like most skiers. She said that she had
a tendency to gain weight in the off season.
Not the same tragedy that it would be for a fashion
model since a few extra pounds helps gravity pull a
skier down the slope a little faster. She claimed that
most of the extra weight went directly to her breasts.
I can verify that this was true. Her breasts weere
huge for a small woman. Each was the size of a five
pound bag of sugar. Very firm with hardly a trace of
sag. There was a lot of meat packed inside them and
they looked very sexy.
We saw each other regularly. I took her out to dinner
once or twice a week and she coached me on ski
techniques on the weekends. Most nights we adjourned
to her house and spent the evening exploring the
pleasures of each other's body. I would play with
Elsie's strong legs and suck the big nipples of her
huge titties, then reverse my position and eat her
delicious cunt. Her clitoris was as outsized as her
breasts.
I enjoyed having her squirm under me as I gently
chewed it. Elsie would lick my cock and give me blow
jobs. Every night ended with a rousing fuck that
seemed to last forever. A marathon of sex. Elsie was
in better condition than me and she would straddle me
and ride up and down on my penis as long as I could
keep it hard. I have to confess that I had to pop a
Viagra pill once in a while to cope with her
enthusiasm. We were both adults and what we did was
our own business.
Our lovemaking was very intense and quite
satisfactory. It certainly took the edge off of the
boredom of living in a small rural town. We rarely
agreed on intellectual, political, or philosophical
matters but we relished the intellectual combat. We
liked being together. I can't say that we were in love
but we became each other's best friends.
A few months ago, just before I got out the door Elsie
stopped me.
"Elmer," she said. "I have a strange request. You're a
doctor. Is there anything you can give me that will
put milk back in my breasts without having another
baby?"
"Well, there are a few things. But why would you want
that?"
"I got such fulfillment when I nursed. I felt like I
was giving a part of myself to someone rather than
being on the taking end. I know it's not rational but
I want to be a giver. I want to suckle you while you
fuck me. I really need to do it. Think of it as a hot
glass of milk before going to sleep." And then, with a
twinkle in her eye, she said, "I can even give you
chocolate cookies if you want them."
"Elsie, if you sincerely want to do it, I can arrange
it. There are some hormone treatments for cows to
increase their milk flow. They haven't been approved
for humans but there is no reason that reduced doses
won't work on people. People are mammals too, just
like cows. There don't seem to be any bad side effects
if you don't keep it up too long." As I said that I
tweaked her nipple through her sweater and Elsie
giggled.
"I guess I am a mammal but I really want milk in my
titties. Can you help me?"
"You will need a couple of hormone injections that I
can give you but the main thing is that you have to
nurse at your breasts for at least an hour a day. It
fools the body into thinking that you have had a new
baby. If you really want to do it, I'll help you as
much as I can. But the sucking has to be regular."
"That's no problem. I play with my breasts a lot. I
suck and pull my nipples every night. It helps me fall
asleep. I guess I can do it a few more times a day."
said Elsie.
As I drove home I realized the absurdity of the
situation. Here I was, a vet, trying to restart the
milk supply of a former mother. I knew I could do it
to cows but I had never tried with a woman. Our
respective names added to the humor. I was Elmer, she
was Elsie, just like the Borden Cows advertised in TV
commercials when I was growing up. Except the
commercials never showed Elmer fucking Elsie to make
her pregnant nor the farmer pulling on Elsie's teats
to release the milk. If the hormone treatments worked,
Elsie would be my cow and I could pull on her tits as
much as I wanted.
I gave Elsie the hormone shots as I promised and
checked up on her whenever I visited. I could see
that her breasts were swelling a bit and her nipples
and areolae were getting darker. In about four months
I got an emergency call from her.
"Elmer, " she said. "I need you to get over here right
now."
Fearing the worst I rushed over to Elsie's apartment.
She greeted me at the door with a big smile on her
face.
"Come in quick. I have something to show you." She
pulled me into the house. She was wearing a tank top
that was stretched to the bursting point. It was
obvious that she wasn't wearing a bra. Her nipples
almost punched through the fabric.
Elsie reached her hand into the neckline and pulled
out a swollen breast. "Look at it, she commanded.
"Isn't it magnificent?"
Elsie's huge breast was larger than I had ever seen
it. It bulged. Light blue veins showed through the
almost translucent skin. The aureola had darkened and
the nipple was now the size of a thimble, a large
thimble. Little driblets of milk oozed from the tip.
"I can't wait for you to suck it. Wrap your lips
around my teat. Suck me dry. I need to nurse you.
Right now!"
Without waiting for my reply she dragged me into her
bedroom and pushed me down on her bed, throwing
herself on top of me. I felt, rather than saw, the
massive mammary being shoved into my mouth. By reflex
my lips closed around it. I felt the rough nipple with
my tongue and started sucking. Nothing came out.
"Squeeze the flesh around the nipple with your lips
for the milk to start. You have to milk me like a
cow," Elsie coached. "That's how babies do it."
I followed Elsie's instructions and a stream of sweet
milk hit the back of my throat. I couldn't see
anything. I could hardly breath. All I could do was
suck. I had the fleeting thought that I was being
raped by a cow. But it was just my very big titted and
over enthusiastic Elsie.
"I'm actually doing it," cried Elsie. "I'm nursing my
lover. Suck me, Elmer, drain me. Suck me dry. It feels
wonderful."
I was growing a raging erection. It was pushing a tent
in my jeans. Elsie unzipped the fly and pulled out my
hard penis. Just as I was startled by the size of
Elsie's big boobs, she was surprised at the stiffness
of my cock. She wrapped her hand around it and began
stroking. It was so matter of fact that I had no time
to pull back. With a few strong strokes I erupted,
spewing cum over her hand. I'm sure she could tell the
instant I came not only by my ejaculation but by the
way my jaw clamped down on her tit. She held me even
tighter to her chest as I continued to suck. Elsie's
milk was thin but warm and sweet. It tasted like
melted vanilla ice cream without the vanilla.
It was the first human breast milk I had ever tasted,
at least the first that I remembered, and I loved it.
Finally the milk supply was exhausted. We both sat up,
Elsie's naked breast hanging obscenely out of her tank
top, my now soft cock protruding from my pants. I had
had come so profusely that there were big blobs of
semen all around my fly.
"I'm so sorry for the way I behaved," Elsie said as
she stuffed her boob back in her top. "It's really
unlike me. I just got carried away."
"It's all my fault," I replied "I'm the one that gave
you the hormones. And I loved sucking milk from your
tit."
"You sure milked me like one of your cows", Elsie
asked. "I feel positively drained. By the way, we will
have to do something about those pants before you go.
Take them off and I'll pop them in the mini-washer.
They will be washed and dried in an hour or so. I
might as well do your sweatshirt too"
"Do you know that you are still leaking?" I pointed to
a slight wet spot on her top near the nipple of her
other breast.
"Well, of course," she said. "We only milked one of
them. It has a sister just like it. Would you like to
do the other?"
"You bet!" I said. "I really would like to do it.."
"Wonderful! But first, let's get more comfortable.
I'm going to take off my top so it won't get too
messy."
"This is the one that needs emptying now," Elsie said.
She was kneading the breast as I watched. I could see
that she was tempted to simply raise it to her own
mouth to savor its goodness but she knew that I wanted
it. She could suck her own titties tomorrow. This
would be my treat today.
I started on Elsie's full boob but in mid suck she
ripped it out of my mouth. I even heard the pop as the
vacuum was suddenly released. She apparently had
something more interesting in mind. Elsie dropped to
her knees, grabbed my cock and jammed it into her
mouth. She sucked and stroked and sucked, giving me a
first class blowjob. It was one of the best. My cock
became hard as iron. But before I came, I grasped
Elsie under the arms and pulled her up. Putting one
arm around her shoulders, the other around her ass, I
lifted her like a baby and deposited her in the middle
of her bed.
Within seconds after I dropped Elsie unceremoniously
on the bed I pushed my cock into her cunt. No
hesitation. I just plunged into her. She was being
royally fucked. Just as she wanted to be. Today I was
indefatigable. I put my hands on her tight ass and
clutched her thighs. Elsie wrapped her legs around me
and pulled me into her with her strong calves. I felt
wetness on my chest. Her left breast was starting to
leak. It was the one that had not been emptied. I
pulled the nipple to my mouth and started sucking out
the milk. We both came in the mother of all climaxes.
We stayed in bed until the laundry was done, fucking
and sucking, fucking and sucking. I loved Elsie's legs
and caressed them as she nibbled on my cock. I ate her
pussy like I was devouring a gourmet meal. She was
delicious. It was almost a replay of my first fuck
with Elsie a year ago. Except this time we didn't have
to stop for a bite to eat. We feasted on Elsie's milk
instead, me nursing on one tit and Elsie the other.
Her boobs were huge. They were big swollen balloons on
her chest. When she sat over me they hung down like
the udders on a twin titted Holstein. I massaged them
tenderly and sucked my fill while she rode up and down
on my very erect penis.
Eventually she would have to let her beautiful,
sensitive, sexy mammaries dry up but we could both
enjoy their bounty until that day.
So Elsie got what she wanted. A hard cock in her cunt,
milk in her tits and a lover who would "do" her the
way she wanted to be done. I visited my Elsie almost
every evening, ostensibly to check up on her, but
really to fuck and suck until we were both exhausted.
It was a prime example of friendship. Friends with
privileges, you know.
END
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