Hucow Generation - Chapter 8

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As you probably already know, works on more chapters of Moonlit Sins are on the way.

Still, those new Moonlit Sins chapters won't be ready for a while. In the meantime, I will continue to publish more Hucow Generations chapters, which have already been written.

I hope you will enjoy it!

Chapter 8

Honestly, I wasn’t even convinced that I should even be dating… 

I wasn’t ready for anything like that, but my attraction to him was too much for me to handle. 

“I saw you leaving the coffee shop. You left too fast and I couldn’t come to talk to you,” Zack seemed disappointed when we met again. We met at my place again. He was invited this time, so you could understand how surprised I was when he arrived on my doorstep again. 

“I’m sorry… I didn’t… This is kind of embarrassing, but I didn’t know that you would be there and I didn’t know how you would react… I didn’t want to bother you in public…” I awkwardly tried explaining to him what was my reasoning for what I did, but when I tried spelling it out, it didn’t make much sense. I should have stayed longer at the coffee shop. I shouldn’t have pretended to not have seen him like I did. I should have spoken to him. 

Why didn’t I? 

Then, instead of saying anything to me, Zack quickly rushed to me and kissed me right on the lips.

This was… Unexpected, to say the least.

Entirely unexpected.      

“I should be the one to apologize for being busy. The entire time, I just couldn’t stop thinking about you, and that night…” he interrupted me and told me that it was his fault, even though it was not… It was all my fault…

I noticed his bulging erection through his pants. I knew full well that this was not the right time to pay attention to that sort of thing, but I did and I couldn’t look away, even if I tried… Truth be told, the shape of it was so massive that I began theorizing that it was probably him being too busy recently to even masturbate, so his balls were potentially feeling plenty full and in need of release. 

“It’s not your fault, Zack. It’s on me,” I told him. 

I then began wondering if he noticed that my chest had gotten bigger, again—my breasts now reached my belly button, nearly covering it. 

Then without any warning or indication that he was going to do something of that kind, he suddenly reached up to my breasts and lifted them, feeling their weight. 

“You are the sexiest woman I’ve ever met. You’re massive, and that drives me crazy,” he confessed to me as he was still holding my tits up and feeling their weight. We were still on the doorstep of my home when he groped my boobs the way he did. I had neighbours, and even though I lived on a farm and further away from the main part of town, my neighbours were still pretty close to my house, meaning that they could see what he was doing to me right now, not this was something that I minded, at all. His talking about my tits the way he did and reaching out for them without even asking me to do it in the first place was something that I appreciated and aroused me a lot more than it probably should have been the case honestly… 

I was ever so slightly embarrassed.

I could feel my face turning red.      

“Thank… You…” I thanked him for complimenting me, but beyond that, I had no idea whatsoever what to tell him. I appreciated everything he said to me. The way he told me that I was massive and that I was the sexiest woman I had ever met in his life… I liked hearing that, but I didn’t know why, but no part of me could believe that. I was especially considering all the beautiful women out there. This was not possible. 

I was only some farmgirl living in some bumfuck nowhere town. 

I was no one.

I was nothing. 

With that being said, there was one thing that he just said that I couldn’t stop thinking about… 

… The fact that I was massive with my breasts and all was making him go crazy based on what he said to me…   

“I hope I’m not making you too crazy…” 

“Listen. You’re wonderful. No one else compares to you. I can’t be too ‘crazy’ about you!”

His hands were still under each of my breasts, feeling how heavy they had grown. I wondered if he could feel the milk sloshing around in there too... and it was insanely hot to me that he continued holding them no matter how heavy they might have been. 

Naturally, I wasn’t wearing a bra, since I was at home. So he had to be feeling my nipples with his thumbs. Yes! He did because he was now circling them with his thumbs. 

I couldn’t wait anymore, even though we were still on my doorstep, I felt the urge and the desire to have him again. I could tell by looking into his eyes that he felt the same as me. He lifted my shirt, freeing my breasts and potentially flashing any passerby. I didn’t see any, but I didn’t exactly look around too much, either… Zack didn’t care. He leaned in and started sucking, drinking gulp after gulp of that delicious milk.

“Zack! Not outside!” I told him, panicking a bit, not knowing what to do since doing this outside didn’t make me comfortable whatsoever, but I never stopped him from sucking on my tits and consuming my milk…

I held the back of his head and let him suck on my breasts for as long as he desired. He sucked and he drank my milk for four minutes straight before he finally stopped and looked up at me. Droplets of milk were slowly sliding and coming down his lips as he gazed at me.  

“That felt so good…” I admitted to him. “They are a lot less swollen and heavy now…” 

I could tell that this was something he did because he desperately needed some kind of support. He was craving this. He was hungry for my natural and organic milk.

He had a hunger for it. 

“Do you want to come in?”