Hucow Generation - Chapter 3 (Nonstop Nut November)

Greetings!

As I briefly touched upon at the beginning of the month in one of the posts I published, this year we are doing a new event for November!

Last month, we had Halloween and the Witch Queen special chapters, but this month in November, I want to do something unique with you, guys.

It is no secret that I don't support No Nut November, not because the cause is not good, the cause is amazing, but I do not believe that preventing yourself to nuts during the entire month is something too healthy for you.

So, instead, of doing No Nut November, I thought we should do Nonstop Nut November, instead!

That sounds better to me.

I hope you nut as much and as many times as you wish to!

This month, I am writing and new hucow and expansion story featuring Willow and I hope you will enjoy it! This new story is our Nonstop Nut November story for this month!    

Chapter 3

After I scratched my eyes as I tried to get a hold of myself, I felt my body overheating.  

My face went red—I couldn’t believe that I had said all those things to him just now. 

“Oh no no, it’s fine, don’t worry! I appreciate you being honest and up-front. I... should probably be upfront too. I find you to be very attractive as well. Even more so, right here and right now,” he admitted to me. 

Am I hallucinating or did he just say that he finds me attractive? 

All of a sudden, the overheating sensation in my breasts became even worse. I realized pretty early on that it was a bad idea for me to be wearing any clothes, especially a top. I turned around quickly and I immediately took my black and white striped top off. I couldn’t believe that I was doing this with him present right here, but I felt comfortable enough to do this.

In an instant, my bare back was facing him. 

It was all he could see… Well… That and a bit of my sideboobs, but I didn’t know for sure. I knew my breasts were showing on the sides, but I just didn’t know how much, though… 

“I’m sorry, I’m just feeling so hot…”   

  "I—I—I don't mind at all! I love that you just did that!"

His face turned red, as well. It was like he couldn’t believe that I had just taken off my top, which was understandable, to say the least. By looking over her shoulder, I noticed something else beyond his face turning red—there was a massive tent in his pants right now! It was all the proof I needed to know that he was excited right now! I probably should not have been feeling that way, but I saw this as a compliment from him. I felt great about this. It made me feel light and cozy outside.

I took a long deep breath before finally deciding to make my next move…

I turned around.

My top was taken off of my body still and no, I didn’t wear a bra that night.

So, when I turned around, I showed everything to him.

I presented my 38 G breasts to him.

His eyes widened. 

My tits were bare for him to see. 

His eyes continued opening more and more… 

I was hoping that he would enjoy seeing them. I was not hoping or waiting for any kind of compliment from him, I simply wished to make him happy. 

“I feel better now. I needed to have them out. They are so heavy and hot tonight.”   

"Lovely, simply lovely…” he uttered in pure amazement for me. I didn’t know how to feel about this… 

“Um…” I didn’t know what to say to him… 

He stared at me with envy. He watched my humongous breasts rise and fall with my breath, and the small jiggles resulting from just moving my arms.

I looked down for a second, seeing a dark spot forming at the top of his tent. Normally, that'd be a disaster, right? But for me, I loved seeing that. I found it attractive. We were being deeply sexual in a nonverbal way.

“I'm super happy you decided to show me,” he admitted to me, which I appreciated. 

“Awn… That’s nothing…” I blushed. 

I was not expecting any compliments from him, honestly. I was certainly not fishing for any compliments. This was not why I showed him my chest… Honest…  

I could feel them growing a bit as they jiggled.

I wasn’t too certain if he noticed, though. 

I finally decided to move closer to him. I cupped the bottoms of my breasts and held them up for him, bringing them much closer to him.

I gave my heavy tits to him.

I wanted him to have them. 

“I hope you won’t find this weird, but I want you to help me if you can. Like I said, they are so heavy and the only way to make it better and for you to suck on them. Typically, I do it myself, but since you’re here—would you like to help and do it for me?” I asked him as I continued holding my big and engorged tits for him. 

The reason why they were so heavy was because they were filled with milk.

I was like a cow.

A hucow you could say. 

I desperately needed to be milked right now and I wondered what he was about to say about this… 

His dick throbbed. I got the feeling that he probably was leaking some precum inside of his tent. 

I had no idea why I even was lactating so much that evening. I continued feeling hot, even with my top off. I wondered if he could hear the milk sloshing around a little as I came closer. I did. 

He reached up and felt my right breast—I hoped he was going to enjoy it. I hoped he thought it was wonderfully soft, yet surprisingly heavy and firm. I wanted him to kiss my nipple.

"Of course, I'd love to help you. I'd help you with anything. Thank you, for this,” he finally said something. 

“Awn! Yes! Mhm!” I couldn’t help but moan out loud right off the bat. 

He rubbed and caressed both my breasts, he could finally feel just how... wonderfully full and heavy they were. He hovered both his hands on my right breast, bringing his head forward. Then he closed his eyes, leaned in, and kissed my nipple. He kissed again, running his tongue in a circle around the sensitive area, then locked his lips and started sucking.

“Yes! It’s so sensitive!” 

The milk came fast and warm. It was wonderfully sweet of him. I hoped that he was loving the taste of my milk. He gulped it down and sucked even harder. I deeply wanted this to be the best meal he’d ever had.

“Ugh! Yes! Suck on my tit like this and drink my milk! Milk me so my breasts aren’t as heavy anymore!” I gently held the back of his head as he sucked harder and harder. I pulled on his dark hair a bit, too when I became overwently excited.