Practice
by BangBear

“This was such a lovely surprise, Sophie,” Joanna said. She’d been taken to a nice little bakery by her children’s friend, and now were approaching Joanna’s home.

“I’m glad you enjoyed, Mrs. Townsend! It’s actually my first time taking someone out like this. I was pretty nervous,” she admitted. Joanna chuckled softly. 

“Could have fooled me!” That wasn’t true, but she thought the white lie would boost Sophie’s confidence, and the relieved smile on her face seemed to prove that. The car stopped in the driveway, and Sophie stepped out to walk her date to her door. “Such a lady,” she teased, Sophie smiling bashfully. “It’s still pretty early. Would you like to come in? We have the place to ourselves.”

“Oh, yes, I’d love to!” It wasn’t unusual for her to be in the Townsend’s home. She practically grew up there. But being invited in like this was different. She followed Joanna in.

“Have a seat anywhere you like. I’ll put on some coffee for us.” The housewife took a few minutes to make their drinks, mixing in milk and sugar for both of them, and returned with a pair of mugs, sitting herself down next to her date. 

“Thank you!” Sophie held the warm mug in both hands as the warm air wafted up to her nose. It smelled fresh. She tested the temperature with her upper lip, then took a small sip to sample. “Mmm, this is good! What brand is it?”

“Oh, thank you! But actually, it’s probably the same brand you get. I ran into your mother at the store once and we laughed about having the same coffee in our carts.”

“Really? Well, maybe it’s the sugar then?” she pondered.

Joanna shook her head. “I don’t think so. It’s just plain old granulated sugar.”

“Hm… What brand of-” Sophie stopped dead. No, she wouldn’t do that, would she? Joanna cocked her head, curious at the pause.

“What brand of what, sweetie?”

“Um… n-nevermind.” Her date smirked, realizing what she was getting at.

“Oooh, that.” She took mug to her lips for a drink. “That part is homemade. You could call it a family recipe,” she said with a wink. 

Sophie’s heart beat faster. She actually did. And Sophie just drank some. “Oh… right…” Sheepishly, the ferret girl drank another sip of it.

“I’m glad you like it,” Joanna chuckled. “My kids told me you’ve been wanting to try some.” Sophie blushed hard, her purple face turning almost pink. 

“Yeah. I, um, I forgot told them to ask you that.” She smiled a little through the embarrassment. 

“It’s nice not having to carry heavy jugs of milk home from the grocery store every trip. Unfortunately, that means I have to carry them everywhere else, too,” she joked, Sophie laughing. “But I’m used to it by now. Stretching and core exercises keep me nimble and the back pain away.”

“You should share them with me some time!”

“Wow, I didn’t know you could be so forward!” Joanna joked. Sophie didn’t catch on. Joanna pressed her breasts together, her cleavage squishing up in her low-cut sweater, and repeated Sophie’s request back to her. “Share them with you?”

Sophie’s mouth hung open at a loss for words.  It was too late for her to salvage the situation into what she originally meant, so she might as well roll with it. Who knows when she'd get an opportunity like this again? “Y-yeah! There's no one else home, right?”

Now Joanna was genuinely surprised. She'd known Sophie to be generally more reserved than this. She chuckled and set her glass down, then pulled her sweater up over her head. She folded it neatly and set it aside, then turned slightly away from her date. “Give me a hand?” she asked, looking over her bare shoulder to her. 

Sophie was happy to have even the opportunity to do this. Her fingers felt the fur on her back along her bra strap and gently undid the garment. She felt the pull of the elastic coming loose as they were freed from each other. 

“Thanks, Sophie-hun. Now…” Joanna pulled the straps from her shoulders and let them fall down her arms. Her date watched as she pulled it off from herself and set it aside atop her folded sweater, then, without warning, turned to face her. 

The ferret was blessed with the dog’s chest, bare before her. She dared a hand forward, then the other, placing them both on her. Joanna smiled when she made contact, watching the awe and disbelief on Sophie’s face. Her hands began to wander, feeling over her breasts and feeling the weight in her hands. They were heavy, and they felt full. “Enjoying yourself?” Joanna asked, Sophie nodding enthusiastically.

“I… um… sorta fantasized about this a lot…” she admitted. Her thumbs brushed over Joanna’s nipples, getting slightly more firm under her touch with each pass. “It doesn’t seem real.”

“They’re real,” Joanna winked, Sophie giggling and giving her a squeeze.

“Are you… Could I maybe… try some?”

“Of course! Here, lay in my lap.” She patted her thigh, inviting her onto the natural pillow. 

Sophie’s heart raced, her face flush. “I’d- oh, this is crazy. I’d love that! This was part of my fantasy, too…” The dog smiled as Sophie crawled forward and rolled onto her back. It was so warm, and soft, and welcoming there. She could hardly see anything past the heavy lump of flesh, but in a way it was better that way. It removed distractions from her enjoying the moment, from her enjoying Joanna.

Sophie lay with her face next to Joanna’s right breast, the weight of the other laying heavy on her own chest. It made her breathing a little harder, but it was still comfortable, like a snug hug. Being there felt natural.

“Comfortable, hun?” Sophie nodded with an “mhm.” “Good, then all you’ve got to do... iiiiiiiiisss…” Joanna took her nipple and guided it down to Sophie’s lips. The ferret gasped lightly, the shock of the situation still getting to her. But soon enough, she latched on and began to gently suck. “There you go… just like that.” She brushed Sophie’s hair as she sucked, and before long, Sophie felt a creamy warmth fill her mouth. 

“Mmmf, mmmh…” It was delicious. Quenching, filling, and ever so slightly sweet. She reached to the breast in her mouth, holding it gently in place as she drank and letting her eyes softly fall closed. Joanna let out a satisfied sigh, the ever-present pressure relieving thanks to her children’s best friend. 

“Drink all you like, I promise there’s plenty,” she giggled, brushing the ferret’s hair out of her face. To her left, she noticed Sophie’s thighs start to rub against each other. With a smirk creeping across her lips, she ventured her hand down towards her crotch.

“Mmhm, nng!” Sophie found herself unable to open her mouth to speak. Even when she swallowed, it began to fill again immediately. A spill was certain if she let up now. Joanna’s middle and ring fingers pressed against her slit over her pants, Sophie tensing up and clamping her legs around the intrusive limb. 

“Ooh, you’re sensitive…” 

“Mmnh,” Sophie nodded, and Joanna pushed more firmly. She rolled her fingers along the seam of her jeans as Sophie continued to express her enjoyment. Joanna eventually moved to slip her fingers under the waistband, sliding along the fur covered by her underwear. 

Joanna felt a firm grip on her wrist as Sophie gasped. She stopped and turned to look at the girl. “Mm-mmm,” she whined, shaking her head. The mom chuckled, slowly retracting her hand. 

“Maybe a little too sensitive,” she teased, returning her hand to where she had it before. Sophie didn’t stop her this time, and continued on where she left off, working the ferret slowly. “We’ll keep it like this then.” 

Bliss radiated through Sophie, drinking her fill and being pleasured by the beautiful woman at the same time. As her belly grew satisfied she slowed down, timed well with her approaching climax making it too distracting to drink any more anyway. She eased off it, breaking the seal she’d made with her lips and letting it free, a dribble of milk trailing down her chin. 

“Mrs. Townsend, I’m getting close…” Joanna sped up, and Sophie gasped once again. She buried her face in the breast as her voice reached a peak, her legs shuddering around the hand between them. “Ah, aaanh fuck…! Nggh…”

“There we go,” Joanna said, softly chuckling and gently letting up on the ferret. Sophie panted, her face flush as she looked up to the older woman. “Enjoyed yourself?” she asked, Sophie nodding.

“I didn’t expect the date to go this well. Sorry about earlier, I’m saving that.”

“If that’s the case, I’m glad you stopped me,” she said with a wink. Sophie could only wonder what Joanna might have done if left to do as she pleased. “Need a break?” Sophie nodded again, and she let the girl crawl out from underneath her weighty chest. 

“Ugh, I’m so full…” she groaned as she sat up, her hand on her belly. She looked over to the mom in awe that she still had milk flowing from where she’d just nursed “How do you still have more?!”

“And that was just one boob,” she said proudly, tapping her other breast. “Still got a full tank here.” Sophie shook her head and waved a hand at Joanna, her other hand covering her mouth to catch a burp.

“Urpfff, no more. Sorry I can’t even you out. And, um… I hope you won’t be mad if I don’t return the favor. It’s…” 

“You don’t owe me anything, hun, it’s alright.” Sophie smiled at Joanna as the mom reached for her clothes to dress herself.

“Thanks. I know it sounds weird considering my friends, and what we just did, but I’m saving that. I wanted some date practice with someone I’m comfortable with.”

“Old fashioned is admirable! I’m happy to help, Sophie.” she praised, standing herself up from the couch. “Here, let me send you home with some more milk. Try using it in some of your baking and see how it comes out!” She fetched a bottle from the fridge and delivered it to Sophie. “And if you ever want any more practice, you can call me any time.”