Milk and Backshots

Maki and I are hanging out in the living room. We're both chilling, her looking at her phone, me watching an episode of Warkaisen. Neither of us are saying anything really, we're just relaxing.

Maki looks up from her phone and asks, "hey, do you want takeout? I could DorkDash something if you're down." (Yes, I'm doing the horrid knockoff company names to avoid copyrighs cliche. I think it's funny).

I pause right as the TV mentions Montana, "I hate Montana...oh, uh, DorkDash? Idk, it's kinda expensive. Wouldn't you rather go out if you wanted restaurant food?"

"Nah, not today," Maki says with a sigh, "the PDA's that I want aren't 'suitible for a public environment'." She holds up air quotations to demonstrate her frustration.

A tiny boner twinges in my pants, "so, staying home?" I let that sit in the air for a second. "I can try and cook something if you'd like."

"Wait really?"

"Yeah. If you wanna stay home, let's do a homemade meal."

"But I thought you sucked at cooking." She waves her hand dismissively.

"I do suck at cooking, but I have in fact mastered the art of making..." I hop up and head into the kitchen. I rummage around in the pantry for ingredients.

Maki leans over to see me from the other room, "making what?"

I march back into the living room and slam on the table two boxes of "Krafting Mac and Chmeese."

Maki's curious expression melts into one of disappointment as her high hopes are extinguished, "oh...boxed Mac and Cheese... you've...made my night." She's truly struggling to hide it how upset she is.

"Well," I start, ready to introduce a twist, "I have a secret recipe that I think you'll like..."

A pot of boiling pasta is on the stove, the Mac almost ready to strain.

"Okay, what's this secret ingredient?" Maki asks, handing me a strainer as she clears out the sink of a handful of dishes and grabs the strainer back, setting it in the sink.

"You'll see. Once we get to the next step, you'll know what it is."

Maki frowns, her anticipation and annoyance obvious on her face. "Then let's hurry up already before we end up just making Mac and Cheese with nothing special about it. You've gotten my hopes up, now deliver."

I pick up the pot and pour the pasta and boiling water into the strainer and watch as the water leaks out leaving the dull colored macaroni in the bowl. "Next, we make the cheese sauce. This is where the twist comes in." I smile confidently.

Maki looks over the recipe on the box, then at the ingredients laid out. "We've got butter, we've got the cheese packets, but you didn't pour enough milk." She takes a closer look at the measuring cup I filled with milk.

With her back turned to me, I grab her from behind and start giving her a tender boob massage.

"Ah- Hey! Platchina, what are you-"

"Gotta get the rest of the milk somehow, right?"

Maki chuckles at that, "you sneaky pervert. You're gonna have 10% of the milk be my titty milk? That's freaky as hell," she leans back into my embrace, allowing herself to feel my hands on her, "Mmmm...I like it."

I bury my face in her neck and give her a number of sweet sensual kisses, massaging her boobs with my hands, slowly but firmly. I reach my hands under her sweater and feel the smooth, silky fabric of her bra on my fingers. I give her a squeeze before returning to the sensual kneading of her dough.

She presses her ass up against my now present erection, softly sighing as I touch her. She brings one hand up to her boob and holds my hand with it as I continue to massage her, then, with the other hand, she guides my chin up and turns her head to give a soft kiss.

I grab the underside of her bra, feeling the stiff wire structure and pulling it up like handles, touching her bare skin, lightly pinching her nipples and squeezing her tits. She moans lightly into my mouth and it turns me on. Suddenly, I pinch really hard on her nipples.

Unprepared, Maki yelps in surprise as I heat it up, grabbing more aggressively, feeling less tender, and more horny. I grip her boob in my hand and continue to squeeze as my other hand snakes down to her waistband and begins undoing her pants.

Almost reading my mind, she slips her pants off her hips once the button is undone. She picks up her leg to try and step out of the pant leg, but I slap her tits on the nipple, causing an unexpected moan. "Don't bother Maki. Let's do some clothed sex type thing."

"How, ahh...how are you gonna get the milk if you're too busy with me?"

"I gotta do something to make it come out of you." I wrap my hand around her waist and push her up against the counter which is conveniently not as tall as a normal counter and is the perfect height for us to have sex on. I bend her over then continue groping her with one hand as I pull my dick out with the other and slide her panties aside. I line myself up, then put both hands on her tits and grip them like handles themselves. "I just gotta milk you properly" I say as I push my hips forward and penetrate Maki's pussy.

She slaps her hands against the counter to keep herself up from collapsing. Her legs quiver as she stoicly takes my dick.

"A-...Again," she sighs.

It's not usual to see Maki ask for something like a sub, so I drink in all the opportunity I can. "If you don't want me to stop, you'd better make enough milk for us to eat later." I begin pulling up her sweater from the back to see her ass, my dick all the way inside her pussy.

"Dammit, I said again, and that means-!"

SMACK

My palm slaps hard against her ass, red marks already beginning to form.

"Aah!"

I lean forward, putting my mouth next to her ear. "Don't think you're the one calling the shots just because you usually run the show. I'm in charge now, got that? You demand nothing of me, you only beg. Got it?"

Maki is silent for a moment before she says, "please, give it to me."

"You can do better than that." I whisper suggestively.

She huffs exasperated, "please Platchina, please give me the deepest backshots you can and milk me when I cum."

Suddenly I'm in motion, gripping her tits as my hips move like a jackhammer pushing myself in and out of her pussy.

"Aah! Yes! Yes!...Yessss!" Maki moans, her voice full of lust.

I begin to tickle her nipples, trying to stimulate them into lactating. "Yeah baby, yeah that's good. You like my dick huh?"

Her voice warbles as my poundings shake her whole body, "Yee-ee-ee-eesssss!"

I keep fucking her, "alright Maki, take that cup of milk and put it under your tits so that once milk comes out your titty milk will be right where it needs to be."

She crawls her hand to the cup, her grip unsteady. Milk wobbles as she holds it, threatening to spill, so she opts to drag it on the counter until it's underneath her.

I pump her over and over stuffing her insides with my dick, making sure to hit every pleasure spot she's got. I keep squeezing her nipples, trying to squeeze out any milk that might come out. Her moans ramp up as I keep thrusting like a force of nature, laser focused on getting some milk.

"Pla-Augh!... Platchina I'm-!" Suddenly her pussy tightens around my cock, her juices coating my dick inside of her. I give her boobs a tight squeeze, trying to push out any lactation I can. A small stream of it seeps out of her left boob as it dribbles over my fingers and then drops into the measuring cup, slowly filling it the rest of the way.

"Yeah, Maki, you're gonna be my meal tonight." I give her another encouraging thrust or two, trying to startle some more milk out of her, "give me that drink of yours."

After a minute or so, the milk stops and we sit there a moment, me leaning into Maki's body as she holds herself up against the counter top.

I lean over and peek at the overfilled cup of milk to be used in our meal for later, droplets of milk scattered around the cup. I turn my head and lean in close , speaking low and sultry, "Good girl."

Titty milk Mac and Cheese was absolutely BUSSIN btw.