2 comments/ 21330 views/ 15 favorites Missy-Sue By: Sucker4Boobies "Harder, Jimmy! HARDER!" In a lavish master bedroom, a busty blonde was thrashing wildly atop a man with black hair and an extremely muscular body. The man was drinking in his lover with his eyes: her lust-plastered face, her bouncing tits, and her tousled mane of hair. Naturally, all this was enough to arouse his body, but, his mind was...bored. With a growl, Jimmy flipped her onto her back; it was time to end this. He grabbed an ankle with each of his hands and rammed his cock into her with twice the speed and intensity that she had used to ride him. Her moans turned to screams as her body trembled with each thrust. "Is that hard enough for you?!?" Jimmy asked her. "OH, YES! I'M GONNA CUM, JIMMY! I...OooooooOOOOAAAAGH!!" The two of them reached orgasm, causing the condom over Jimmy's dick to overflow with his semen. Jimmy pulled out of her sore hole, watching the woman's breasts rise up and down as she sucked in lungfuls of air. Panting, he left his exhausted lover on the bed while he walked into the shower. Ten minutes later, he walked out and grabbed a towel. The sweaty blonde entered the bathroom. "Oh, you're done," she observed. "In that case, did you want to help me get clean?" Jimmy then made use of his patented fake yawn. "Actually, I'm beat, Andrea. You sure took it out of me." "I do what I can," she said with a smile. After she showered and put her clothes back on, Jimmy showed Andrea to the elevator. "I'll see you at work tomorrow...boss." She gave him a quick peck on the mouth and walked inside. After the doors slid together, Jimmy let out a sigh of relief and walked to the kitchen. After putting together a meal from some leftover Chinese and a small salad, he plopped himself onto the black leather couch in his living room and turned on his 70 inch plasma television. He had to admit, the 22 year old secretary that had recently left his penthouse suite was a welcome distraction, but, not entirely satisfying. He had bedded numerous women like her, without any effort whatsoever. Interns, secretaries, aspiring supermodels and all their like, had graced his bed at some point in the past. At first, the sex on tap was an amazing luxury for the 29 year old corporate attorney. Three years ago, after years of scraping and bowing at his company, Jimmy Nelson had finally made the prime legal team of the corporation he worked for; his superiors had repeatedly told him that he showed great promise, and, since then, his life had gotten better. He had a six-figure income, a spacious penthouse apartment with a great view of urban Philadelphia, and an endless string of sexual partners. He could remember the first lay he got after being promoted: Stacy Wilkins, a vivacious redhead who worked in accounting. A few months after moving into his apartment, and after weeks of flirting, wining and dining, they stumbled out of the elevator late one night and right into his bed. In contrast to her calm demeanor at work, he remembered Stacy being quite the hellcat in bed. Their relationship lasted a few more months after that night, before it fizzled. But after her, the sex kept on coming. However, his cushy lifestyle had been wearing on him, getting too familiar and complacent. He'd done whatever he could to spice up his life: he'd partied all around the world, remodeled his penthouse several times, run marathons, skydived, but it couldn't scratch the itch in his mind. He didn't know what else to do. "You need a vacation," Wade told him the next day. Wade Lincoln, Jimmy's 60 year old superior stood smiling in front of Jimmy's desk, his arms folded. "I can't take a vacation, Wade. I've got too much work to do." Wade sighed, walked behind Jimmy's desk and sat on the surface. "Listen, kid. I'm going to level with you. The top brass are really impressed with you. Your work and research has gotten them out of numerous legal shit piles. If you're going to keep amazing them on a regular basis, then you need to blow off some steam. Get out of Philly, get some rest, and come back in a week or two. How much vacation time have you used since you've been here?" "Ummmm..." "Take three weeks off," Wade grumbled. Jimmy spent the rest of his day at work trying to find somewhere nice and secluded to get some rest and relaxation. He eventually settled on a nice spacious two-story riverside cabin in rural Georgia. After buying plane tickets online and packing his bags at home, he flew out the next day. He landed in Atlanta after a 2 hour flight, rented a GMC Denali, and drove 3 hours to his cabin in Billingsley, Georgia. On the advice of the website he used to reserve the cabin, he had stopped at Wal-Mart on the way to buy enough supplies to last him for his entire stay. Billingsley was a small town in every sense of the word. Even the office of the cabin manager, Lyle Buxton, was right next to the local tobacco store, which was apparently one of the more popular places in town. "Welcome to Billingsley!" the short, doughy man said from behind his desk with raised arms. "Thanks," Jimmy grumbled as he looked down at his smart phone. "Apparently, your office and the McDonalds have the best Wi-Fi signal in this place." "Well, shoot. Nobody comes all the way here from the big city just to be on the internet all day. Trust me, son, you'll have too much fun down here." Already annoyed by his Southern accent and cheesy smile, Jimmy hastily collected his information packet and key before leaving for his cabin. The first few days were surprisingly peaceful. Every day he was awoken by the sun shining through his window, and greeted by the sight of a woodland creature in his yard. Every night, he was lulled to sleep, not by the traffic of the city, but by the swaying of the trees and chirping of crickets. On day four, after a hearty breakfast, Jimmy decided to go on a hike. The packet noted a trail nearby that ran near the river. He changed into a cotton shirt and jeans, put on a small backpack, and headed out on the trail. It had been about 10 minutes before the river came into view. He kept following the trail that ran beside the river, marveling at the stillness of the woods in all of its natural beauty. Another half mile into his hike, the river became obscured by the woods again, and it was then that he heard the singing. The voice was definitely female, and it was barely audible above the ambient noise of the outdoors. Sheer curiosity began to well up inside him, so he decided to stray from the trail and go in the direction of the singing. Jimmy carefully maneuvered through the winding trees. Every step he took brought him closer to the origin of the singing. Eventually, he could even make out the lyrics, and the voice that carried them wasn't half bad. "The babies might cry and the daddies might croon, but mama's makin' dinner and it's comin' up soon..." Soon, the river came into view and so did the singer, and the sight of her was enough to make Jimmy's eyes go wide with shock. Standing in the river was a young woman bathing. From the look of her, she looked to be in her mid-twenties, had pale white skin, and jet black hair. She had a huge backside, large thighs, and huge, swaying breasts. She held a bar of soap in her hand, and, even from far away, Jimmy could see all the suds that coated her luscious body. She didn't notice him at all, but continued to bathe herself and sing. Jimmy couldn't believe what he had found. He kept wondering if he should stop spying on her, or if the woman was worried if anyone would see her. Did she live nearby? By the sound of her accent, she definitely sounded like a resident of the area. He fought to turn away and just return to his cabin, but that changed once she turned around. Right now, she was giving Jimmy a full-frontal view of her naked body. Jimmy saw dark brown areolas on her breasts, each of them the size of a drink coaster. Despite her wide hips, she was not obese in any way, but still had a slight paunch on her abdomen. But, further down, Jimmy was amazed to see an unmistakable dark triangle of pubic hair that covered her entire crotch. It seemed as soon as he noticed, she started to lather it with her soap. Jimmy was erect instantly. He'd never seen so much hair on a woman; some of the women he'd slept with in the past had a bit hair down there, but they usually kept it well trimmed into a tiny triangle or landing strip. Half consciously, he began to rub at the bulge in his jeans. Part of him felt guilty for doing this, but the majority of his brain wanted to see more. Just when he thought things couldn't get better, the woman raised an arm and began to rub soap in it. After Jimmy saw the obscene bush that covered her armpit, his mind went blank with lust. He had to have her. After quickly shrugging off his backpack, Jimmy began to swiftly disrobe. Despite being in a haste to get naked, he made sure to keep his clothes stashed by a tree near the trail. Completely nude, he quickly walked down the path and left it to make his way down to the edge of the river. The woman didn't hear him, so she continued to bathe herself, completely oblivious to the man watching her. But, as soon as Jimmy stepped into the water, she quickly turned to his direction and let out a gasp. Jimmy saw her eyes roving all over his naked body. In his lust, he'd forgotten the possibility that she might have a boyfriend or husband, and that she might yell for him to come beat the tar out of this strange man. Honestly, he didn't care. "I'm sorry if I startled you," Jimmy said. "But, I'd never forgive myself if I didn't tell you." "Tell me what?" the woman asked. "That I think you have an amazing body, and that if you don't let me fuck you, then I'm going to go back to my cabin and masturbate like crazy." The woman looked down at Jimmy's turgid dick and then back at him. "Yer serious, aren't you?" "As a heart attack." She then skipped the bar of soap across the surface of the river until it landed on the shore. After that, she slowly walked through the water until she was only a few inches in front of Jimmy. Slowly, she reached forward with both hands and began to feel Jimmy's body all over. Jimmy reciprocated in kind; she was more beautiful up close. He felt her soft skin, her large pendulous teats that hung gracefully from her chest, the bumpy, round areolas with nipples as big as wine corks. He then made his way to her belly, letting his right hand follow the trail of hair that led from her navel to her crotch. Upon closer inspection, he could see that her arms and legs were very hairy as well. His desire for her grew with each second. "Mmmm...that feels nice," she moaned. "I'm sorry 'bout the hair. It's just that...I never saw much use in shavin' it." "Noooo," Jimmy moaned. "Don't say that; it's beautiful. Please, never shave it." He began to rub her crotch more vigorously, eliciting more moans from the woman. With his left hand, he gently began to massage her huge breast, or, at least as much of it that would fit into his palm. "Lemme make you feel good now, honey." She took Jimmy's dick into her right hand. Jimmy let out a moan that surprised even him. Despite her smooth skin, the palms of her hands were quite rough and calloused. He could have sworn that he was about to blow any second now. His mind blank with lust, he reflexively reached up and squeezed her breasts hard. The two moaned and pre-cum and milk began to stain their hands. His eyes widened as the tiny white droplets ran through the fingers on his left hand. "You can lactate?" "Don't worry, baby. I'm not pregnant," she reassured him. Before he could protest, she grabbed his face with both hands and pulled him in for a kiss. Usually, when a woman told him that, he'd have bolted in the other direction. He'd seen too many cases in his line of work of men having sex with women claiming not to be pregnant, and a lot of them ended up with these women walking away with secured child support payments. But, right now, he wanted nothing more than to be inside of this woman. Jimmy's right hand left her crotch and grabbed his own dick, aiming towards her nether region. The feeling of her bristly pubes felt amazing against his penis. It took him only seconds to reach the lips of her snatch, but she yelped and leapt away from him. He looked at her with a mixture of confusion and fear. "What's wrong?" he asked her. "Nothin'. Don't get me wrong, baby, I want you...just, not here." "That's okay, I have a cabin nearby." "Do you have condoms?" Jimmy nodded frantically. After that, the two walked out of the river and onto the shore. Jimmy ran into the woods, dried and clothed himself, and then returned to the shore, finding his new friend clothed in a navy blue shirt, jean overalls, and boots. She then followed him down the trail on the way to the cabin. "What's your name?" he asked her. "Missy-Sue Beckford. Pleased to have met you." "I'm Jimmy," he replied. "Nice to meet you. Frankly, I'm surprised that this is actually happening." "Well, sugar," Missy-Sue said. "I've lived here for 25 years and I've seen a lotta strange thangs." At last, the cabin came into view. The two quickly walked inside and settled into the den. Missy-Sue walked up to Jimmy and gave him another deep kiss. "Why don't you go upstairs and grab them rubbers? I want you to lay me down on that carpet and fuck the hell outta me." Those words sent Jimmy sprinting upstairs to his bedroom. He grabbed the box of condoms out of the bedside table and bolted downstairs. When he reached the den, he found Missy-Sue lying on her back on the floor, completely nude. "Come over here and rut in me, big boy," she purred, as she opened her arms and legs wide to welcome him. Jimmy said nothing, but simply disrobed, put on a condom, and ran over to her. Right now, he wasn't concerned with foreplay; blowjobs, handjobs and titfucks were the last thing on his mind. All he wanted was that wet, hairy pussy. As soon as he was on top of her, he plunged himself into her. The two let out a loud moan after the union of their loins. "Fuuuuuuck!" Jimmy exclaimed. "That's a great pussy!" He looked down to see Missy-Sue's face contorted with pleasure. She was squeezing her own jiggling breasts and teasing each nipple with her index finger. Jimmy was mesmerized by the rivers of milk running out from her tits. He grabbed each of her wrists, pinned them to the floor, and took her left nipple into his mouth. The flavor was amazing; he'd never tasted milk so sweet in his whole life. "Yes!" Missy-Sue moaned. "Suck that titty! Bite my nipple!" Jimmy's only response was a grunt as he continued to suckle and plow the woman underneath him. Obliging her, he put her hard nipple between her teeth and lightly clamped down on it. He released his hold on her wrists, sliding his hands down until they were in her armpits. Gently he began to caress the soft, dark tufts of hair. He took his mouth off of her nipple and buried his face into her armpit. Inhaling deeply, he reveled in the scent of bath soap and Missy-Sue's natural scent, for both were a potent aphrodisiac. "Nooooo," Missy-Sue said, half moaning and half giggling. "Don't smell me there! It's embarrassin'!" "Mmmm, but you smell so good down here; it's driving me wild!" Jimmy drove his meat pole harder into the hairy swamp that was Missy-Sue's genitals. In desperation, she lifted her left breast to him, urging him to drink. Jimmy decided to tease her a bit; instead of immediately suckling her, he looked at her and asked, "You want me to suck that big ol' titty for you, baby?" "Yes! Oh, it feels like it's gonna burst! Please suck mama dry." Jimmy latched on to the leaky nub without another word, once again rewarded by the sweet nectar of her breasts. Missy-Sue hummed with pleasure, running her fingers through Jimmy's hair as she breastfed him. The flow of milk seemed never-ending. "Ooooh! Oooooh! Ooooooh!" Missy-Sue grunted. "Go harder! Harder! Make me yours!" Jimmy tilted his head back and let out a bellow like a beast. Already, he could feel his gonads begging him to release their payload into the condom. He silently begged his body for the strength that would allow him to keep fucking this woman. Missy-Sue wrapped her legs around Jimmy's waist, urging him deeper and deeper into her body. The feeling of her bristly gams rubbing against his skin did not help his staying power. He so desperately wanted to pull out of this woman and take another position, in order to prolong their coitus. "Ohhhh, Missy! I'm...I'm gonna cum!" "It's okay, daddy. Let it all out. You know you wanna." Jimmy ceased his thrusting, pressed his body flat against Missy-Sue's, and relinquished what little control he had over his loins. The two climaxed in near-unison, with a torrent of semen rushing into the condom with great force. When they were done, Jimmy rolled off of Missy-Sue and spooned against her sweaty body. "I don't think...I ever came that hard...in my life." "That was wonderful," Missy-Sue gasped. "You sure wore me out." "My dick is sore as hell," Jimmy complained, as he got up from the floor. "But, I still want you so badly." "Let's take a breather, hon. After that, you can have me all you want." "I'm gonna go grab a beer. You want anything?" "A beer sounds really nice." As Jimmy limped to the kitchen, he glanced at the clock: it was only 11:37 AM. This vacation was certainly yielding some good fruit. He grabbed two bottles of Angry Orchard out of the fridge and brought them back to the den. After popping the caps off of both bottles, he handed one to Missy-Sue. "Missy-Sue, we sure worked up a sweat." Jimmy sat down on the sofa, took a swig of beer, and pressed the cool bottle against his genitals. "Sure did," Missy-Sue replied with a smile. "You feelin' better?" "I'm getting there." "Well, I know something that might help." After downing the rest of her drink, she dropped the bottle on the carpet, got down on all fours, and crawled over to Jimmy with a seductive look in her eye. Jimmy was mesmerized by the sight of the zaftig woman that approached him. Her large and gravid mammaries hung low and scraped the carpet as she moved towards him. The entire sight made enough to make his stomach flutter with excitement. To his amazement, he was erect again and ready to play. Once Missy-Sue she had reached him, she put her hands on his feet. As she rose to kneel before him, she let her hands travel up his legs, then to his knees, and then to his thighs, which she began to caress. She looked up at him with those beautiful green eyes, her smiling face rife with mischief and lust. She reached forward with her index finger and used it to tease tip of his anxious penis. Jimmy squirmed with impatience, more than ready to retake his new lover and make her his. He watched her grab her enormous breasts with both hands and use them to envelop his swollen member. "Don't move, baby," Missy-Sue instructed. "Let me do all the work." She began moving her breasts up and down, rubbing them against his penis. Jimmy looked down, unable to see his cock as it was buried within the mountains of tit-flesh. Overcome with pleasure, he let out a deep sigh of pleasure as he tilted his head back and let it rest on the sofa. "Oh, my god!" Jimmy cried as he reached up with both hands to cover his face. "I swear, I'm gonna blow!" "Mmm, go ahead, baby," Missy-Sue cooed. "Go ahead and cream all over my titties." "Nooooo!" Jimmy yelled as he fought against release. The feeling of his dick smothered in the creamy valley of warm flesh was proving to be more than he could bear. He lowered his hands as he shut his eyes, to both focus on not cumming and to keep himself from looking at the beautiful country woman that was giving him a tit-fuck. Missy-Sue Ch. 02 That morning, Jimmy was awakened by the sound of a loud truck coming down his driveway. Like a kid on Christmas morning, he bolted downstairs and to the front door, seeing his ebon-haired lover coming out of her pickup truck with a shopping bag in her hand. He walked outside to greet her, his dick already making a tent in his pants. "Hey, baby," Missy-Sue said. "You miss me?" "You have no fucking idea," Jimmy growled as he embraced her and kissed her hard. Missy-Sue hummed with pleasure as she felt his tongue enter her mouth. He then kissed her neck and fondled one of her heavy breasts as he ground his body against hers. "Easy, cowboy," she chuckled. "Let's get in the house!" Jimmy made no reply, but simply grabbed her hand and led her towards the cabin. Once they were safely inside, he yanked down his boxers and removed his shirt. Missy-Sue smiled down at his waiting man-meat. "I can see you're ready to get this started. Good." She set the shopping bag on a nearby table and pulled out a box of condoms. "You're going to need these." Jimmy ripped open the box and pulled out a single condom. As he unwrapped it, Missy-Sue also pulled out some a six-pack of bottled Yuengling beer. "That's for later." She walked into the kitchen and deposited the beers into the fridge. As Jimmy fastened the condom over his dick, Missy-Sue raised her shirt over her head, and as she did, he was again greeted by the large tufts of long, dark hairs underneath her arms. He ran over, wrapped his arms around her waist, and dove face-first into her armpit. His nose inhaled sharply, taking in her rich, natural scent, mingled with her deodorant. Missy-Sue discarded her shirt and gently pulled Jimmy's head out of armpit. "Aw, baby. Why you like my hair so much?" "Because you're a real, natural woman. I've never been with anyone like you." "Well, that ain't nothing, sugar," Missy-Sue said softly. "Don't forget my other bush." She undid the clasp on her blue jeans and pulled them down to reveal her large pink panties. Jimmy could still see lots of tiny hairs poking out of the edges of the fabric, not to mention the tiny wet spot in the crotch region. Missy-Sue took his hand and put it to her stomach, letting him feel the line of hair below her belly button. She then slid it downwards into her underwear, letting him feel the coarse, moist bush between her legs. Their toes curled from the sheer sensation. "Ohhhhhh," Missy-Sue moaned. "Touch me....yeah, baby...touch me more." "Touch me, too," Jimmy begged. He grabbed her right hand and brought it to his crotch. The young woman wrapped her fingers around his throbbing cock, stroking it within their warm confines. The condom's lubricated surface made her hands slippery, so she reached down and cupped his balls into her hand. Determined to see more of her body, Jimmy reached over with his left hand and pulled the front of her bra upwards, causing her heavy breasts to flop out of their cups and into the open air. The sight of those hard nipples and those large, dark areolas was more than he could bear. He took her into his arms once again, kissing her while reaching behind her to undo her bra clasp. "I wanna be in bed with you....now!" Missy-Sue growled as she reached down and pulled her panties down, letting them fall to her feet so that she could step out of them. Once her bra had been removed, the two lovers raced upstairs and into the master bedroom. Missy-Sue wasted no time in jumping into the bed, rolling onto her back, and spreading her legs wide, beckoning her new mate to join her. Jimmy climbed on top of her and pointed his sheathed phallus to its destination. Missy-Sue squealed and gripped the sheets tightly as Jimmy entered her. Jimmy laid himself on top of her, stared at her face intently, and watched her drown in pleasure. "Yeah, you like that dick, don't you, my Love Cow?" Jimmy growled. "YES! Give me more! MMMM!" Jimmy grabbed as much of her breasts as he could, squeezing them so roughly that they spurted milk into the air, showering the lovers as they continued to copulate. Both Jimmy and Missy-Sue tilted their open mouths to catch the inundation of tasty goodness that erupted from Missy-Sue's breasts. Jimmy let go of her breasts, seeing that his hands had left two large handprints in her skin. "Fuck, you taste great! You always make that much milk? Huh? ANSWER ME, LOVE COW!" "Yeeeeeees! Every day! I can't help it." "Your milk is all mine, got it?" Jimmy hissed, right before sucking on one of her gushing tits. "YES! Drink my milk! I'm all yers!" Missy-Sue moaned as she cradled his head and pulled it towards her chest. She grabbed the other breast and lifted it to her mouth. Jimmy looked at her in surprise. "Oh, that is fucking hot. You're sucking your own titty?!?" "Mmmhmm," Missy-Sue replied, her mouth still full of her own breast. "Let me taste." Missy-Sue stopped sucking on her nipple so that both she and Jimmy could lick the milk from it. Eventually, the two started licking each other's tongues and eventually joined their mouths. Missy-Sue wrapped her legs around Jimmy as he continued pump into her. He slowed to a steady rhythm as he removed his mouth from hers and buried his face in her long, straight, black hair. Missy-Sue wrapped her arms around him as he continued to rut. "Baby, where you going?" Missy-Sue asked after Jimmy suddenly stopped and slid downwards atop her body. "Relax, baby," he cooed. "I just want to stick my face in your hairy twat for a while." "Noooo, baby, that's nasty. I'm too hairy." "Don't say that," Jimmy said before kissing her happy trail. "You're beautiful. Now, spread your beautiful legs so that I can see you better." She was far too aroused to deny him. Missy-Sue parted her large thighs so that her lover could have better access to her crotch. Jimmy began kissing the inside of her thighs, drawing ever closer to his intended target. When he was face-to-face with her bearded womanhood, he inhaled deeply through his nostrils, savoring the heady aroma of her lush pubic region. Without warning, he put his mouth to her bushy nether lips and began to lick her. Missy-Sue's eyes fluttered as she felt Jimmy's tongue lapping at her sex. She grabbed her tits and began to knead them, trying her best to ride out the waves of erotic sensations that coursed through her body. Jimmy wrapped his arms under her thighs, pulling his face even closer to her crotch. "Ohhhh...Aw, Jimmy, I....OH! Oh, Lordy!" Missy-Sue moaned. The only reply from Jimmy was a muffled grunt as he circled the entrance of her womanhood with the flat of his tongue. He relinquished his grip on her thighs so that he could use his hands to part her hairy lips. Once he sighted her clitoris, he put his head back down and began to attack the swollen protrusion with his tongue. Missy-Sue's back arched as she continued to fondle her chest, wondering how much longer she would be able to hold out before she came. Though she whimpered and wailed, wishing that Jimmy would stop, she found herself running her fingers through his hair, wanting him to keep going. Jimmy made things worse by sticking his index finger inside of her, making her thrash on the bed. "Jimmyyyyy!" "You gonna cum, Missy-Sue? "YES! Ohhhh, god!" Jimmy removed his face from her crotch, smiling at the sight of his lover's face as she was racked with pleasure. He stroked her and played with her clitoris, his soaked fingers working her sex with expertise. At long last, Missy-Sue screamed and twitched, and then lay still on the bed. "Ahhhh!" Missy-Sue gasped as she slung her forearm over to cover her eyes. "I'm seein' stars!" "Did I do good, baby?" Jimmy asked as he took his damp fingers and wiped the juices onto her stomach. "Yes! Oh, a million times yes!" Jimmy lie down beside her as she continued to catch her breath, slinging an arm around the Southern beauty. She looked at him with a dazed, yet grateful expression. The two exchanged more kisses, which were an unspoken agreement to rest before they continued to make love. "I want to marry you," Jimmy said softly. Missy-Sue cupped his cheek in her hand and smiled at him. "Don't you think we're rushing thangs a bit?" "Not at all. I've been with a lot of different women in my life, but none like you. To tell you the truth, I never thought I'd ever find a woman that I would want to marry...until I met you." "You don't wanna marry me, Jimmy." Jimmy sat up in the bed. "Of course I do!" "No you don't," she said, looking away. "I'm all used up, damaged goods. You deserve someone new." "You ARE new!" "No, you see..." She sat up and looked at him with a forlorn expression. "I was married before." "So? People get married more than once all the time." "Not when they're sixteen. My high school boyfriend, Ennis, knocked me up when we were kids. My ma said that we had to get married, because he wasn't going to have any bastard grandchildren." "You had a child? Where is he?" "She is with Jesus. Leah was born a month premature and didn't live very long." "I'm so sorry," Jimmy whispered, putting a hand on her shoulder. "That's why I still lactate, cuz I've been pregnant before. After that, Ennis and me were married for about 5 more years until he decided to get behind the wheel with a bottle of Wild Turkey Bourbon and ended up driving off a bridge. After that, I swore that I'd never get married or have another baby." "Listen to me," Jimmy said, grasping her hand. "I know I've only known you for two days, but I seriously can't be without you. If you don't marry me, I'm going to come here every weekend so that I can be with you." The two of them were silent for a while, until Missy-Sue reached over and began to caress Jimmy's leg. "You know, you're a sweet guy. It's nice to be wanted by a man like you. Ever since my titties came in, I've only attracted married men and fellers with half their teeth." "Well, I've got all my original teeth, and I'm not married." "And, to tell you the truth, I ain't never been with a man the way I've been with you. Whenever Ennis took me to bed, he used me like a piece of furniture." Missy-Sue moved her hand to touch his still-throbbing erection. "He wasn't even half the man you are." "Is that so?" Jimmy asked with a sly smile. "Also," Missy-Sue said as she took his left hand and put it to her right breast. "He sure didn't call me 'Love Cow' when we had sex." Jimmy began to blush furiously. "Sorry about that, I don't know..." "No, I love it when you call me that. I love it when you drink my milk." Missy-Sue cradled his balls her in palm. "Oh, Jimmy! You didn't cum yet. Get on yer back and let yer Love Cow ride you good and proper." Jimmy lie flat on his back, while Missy-Sue stood over him, smiling down at him. Jimmy gazed at her with the same desire he felt the first time that he'd seen her. Missy-Sue bent forward, swaying her huge assets from side to side. Jimmy stared at the pendulous udders, his eyes fixated on her large, saucer-like areolas. He gazed at her hairy calves, wordlessly begging her to crouch down so that they could once again make their loins one. "You ready for yer Love Cow, baby?" Missy-Sue cooed. "What kind of question is that?" Jimmy snarled. "Get down here so I can plow that hairy cow pussy until I cum." Missy-Sue locked eyes with Jimmy as she seductively lowered herself onto his stiff cock. Once it was buried up to the hilt, she clamped her eyes shut and bit her lip, trying desperately not to cum. Unfortunately for her, Jimmy began pumping his hips, ramming himself upwards into the hairy slit between her legs. "Yeah, Jimmy baby, fuck me like the hairy cow I am," Missy-Sue moaned as she bounced up and down on his lap. Jimmy sat up and wrapped his arms around her, clutching her body close to his, her massive breasts pressing against his toned chest. He could feel the milk spurting out of her pressed nipples, making both their bodies wet as it trickled down to their genitals. The smell of milk, sweat, and flesh began to flood the air. Jimmy could feel the semen bubbling within his loins, begging to course its way through his cock. Even though Missy-Sue would be with him for the entire day, he wanted every time they had sex to last as long as possible. He took one of her sweaty, bloated teats and began to suck on it, unaware that the very taste of her milk would wear away at his resolve. As a jolt of ecstasy surged through his body, he bit hard on her nipple, shooting his seed into the condom. Missy-Sue cried out in a mix of pain and pleasure as she and Jimmy orgasmed in unison. Hours later, Jimmy awoke, finding Missy-Sue lying beside him, lovingly gazing at him. Heaving a contented sigh, he sat up in bed, both his mind and penis wide awake. He yawned and rubbed the sleep from his eyes as he looked at his lover. "How long was I out?" Jimmy asked. "Couple of hours; it's almost 11 o'clock." Missy-Sue said with a smile. "Did I really wear you out that much?" "Well, I didn't get much sleep last night; I was too excited about you coming over today." "You are adorable. Let's get something to eat really quick, I'm starving." Going downstairs, the naked pair went to the kitchen. To Missy-Sue's distress, the only things Jimmy had in his fridge were some frozen steaks, leftover pizza, milk, orange juice, and lots of Hot Pockets, in addition to the beer that Missy-Sue had brought. His pantry and cupboards yielded an even less promising bounty. "Yeah, sorry," Jimmy said. "I haven't had much of a cause to cook anything." "Alright," she said to him sternly. "Let's get our clothes on. I'm taking you out for breakfast." "Fine," Jimmy said, heading to his room. "But, I'm buying." After getting dressed, they got into Missy-Sue's beat-up white pickup truck and drove away. Jimmy had proposed using the GMC Denali he had rented, as it was nicer-looking and less likely to break down, but Missy-Sue wanted to surprise him. She also didn't trust his shiny new car, being very proud of her big, metal monster, which was great at blasting her favorite Country music radio station. As they drove through the small country town of Billingsley, Georgia, Missy-Sue pointed out all of the interesting places in town: the farmers market, the schools, churches, and fun hangouts. Jimmy had to admit, he was having fun; they were laughing, singing along with the radio, and making dirty jokes. The strange thing was, he was amazed at how much he was enjoying the sight of Missy-Sue with her clothes on; her smiling face, her long, black hair blowing in the wind, and her beautiful green eyes gleaming with happiness. At last, they pulled into the parking lot of a Hunky's Diner, which was an old, small restaurant with a dingy sign. They walked inside and got into a booth. A portly, auburn-haired waitress with bags under her eyes gave them some menus and took their drink orders. "I'll take some coffee," Missy-Sue said. "And I'll take two glasses of orange juice," Jimmy said. "I'm really thirsty." "Watch out, Robyn," Missy-Sue said to the waitress. "We've got a big tipper with a big appetite." About 10 minutes later, the two of them were wolfing down a late breakfast. Jimmy was eating some pancakes, bacon, and scrambled eggs. Across the table, Missy-Sue was enjoying some French toast, sausage links, two eggs sunny-side up, and a bowl of fruit. "Ugh," Jimmy groaned, cradling his stomach after finishing his meal. "That was so good." "I'm glad that you liked it." "The city boy liked it!" Robyn the waitress yelled towards the kitchen. Cheers erupted from the back of the restaurant, making the couple laugh. Jimmy hadn't had food like that in a long time. Usually, his breakfasts consisted of bagels, cold cereal, or doughnuts. "So, tell me yer story," Missy-Sue said. "My story?" Jimmy asked. "Yeah. Seeing as you asked me to marry me today, I'd like to know more about you. Where are you from? What are yer parents like?" Jimmy took a sip of orange juice and said, "I'm actually from Illinois, but I spent most of my life in Pennsylvania." "Why'd you move? Did yer parents get a new job?" "No, they died." "Oh, my gosh. I'm so sorry," Missy-Sue said in a hushed and regretful tone. "It's not your fault. That's what happens when a drunk driver runs a red light and hits your parents as they are crossing the street. Anyways, I lived with my great-aunt in Philadelphia. Thanks to an inheritance from my parents, I was able to put myself through law school. Now, I work as a corporate attorney for a big corporation." "You like yer job?" "Oh, yeah," Jimmy said. "If you know the law well, people will pay through the nose to have you help them. So, what about you? There must be more to you than bathing in rivers, speeding around in a pickup truck, and being formerly married." "Well, as you can see, I was born and raised right here. Thanks my daddy's wild dick, I've got about a dozen half siblings all over the place; I might have more, I don't even know how and where he is." "And your mother?" "Passed away from cancer about two years ago." "I'm sorry to hear that." "I've still got a few relatives around here still, a couple of aunts, uncles and cousins." "So, what do you do for a living?" "Odd jobs around the county. I clean for some people, do some landscaping and gardening. I can also fix cars pretty well. I got it from my mama; when a woman has to raise a child without a man, she learns pretty quick on how to pick up the slack." "I love me an independent woman," Jimmy said. Jimmy was being completely honest in his admiration. Most of the women he'd dated couldn't even pump gas, much less fix a car. After Jimmy paid the bill, the two of them got back into the truck. Missy-Sue pulled into a nearby gas station. She asked Jimmy to pump some gas while she went into the convenience store to use the bathroom. When she exited the station, she had a small paper bag in her hand. Once they were back on the road, Jimmy didn't ask what she had bought, but he had a very good idea what it was. After about ten minutes, they pulled up to a secluded plot of land which was well-concealed by trees. A dirt driveway led to a quaint mobile home. Missy-Sue cut the engine, looked at Jimmy and said, "Welcome home." They got out of the truck and walked inside. It was a quaint and cozy place with a couch and some armchairs in the den. Missy-Sue walked into the kitchen, pulled two beers out of the fridge, and gave one of them to Jimmy. "Aren't you wonderin' what I bought at the gas station?" Missy-Sue asked with a wry smile. "I bet they're round, rubber, and lots of fun." Missy-Sue took one last swig of beer, threw the bottle into the trash, and tossed Jimmy the bag from the gas station. "I'm gonna go shower in my room. Why don't you go wash up in the guest bathroom, sugar? After that, you can meet me in my bedroom." Without a word, Jimmy strode quickly to the second bedroom and got his clothes off as if they were on fire. He considered giving himself a whore's bath, just wiping down his armpits and his junk, but he wanted to be extra clean for his lover. He didn't even wait until the hot water came on; he jumped into the shower, scrubbed his skin and crevices as thoroughly as he could in the shortest amount of time. He sprang out of the shower so quickly that he almost slipped on the tile, but was able to right himself. After drying himself off, the nude man ignored his discarded clothes, rolled a condom onto his erect dick, and marched towards Missy-Sue's bedroom. He had to admit, he was too horny to knock, but, he did anyway. "Come in," Missy-Sue said in a sing-song voice. Jimmy burst into the room, completely expecting to see Missy-Sue in all of her naked glory. Instead, she was wearing a voluminous, navy-blue nightgown with long sleeves, frills, big, puffy shoulders, and buttons along the neckline. The entire outfit did nothing to inspire his imagination. Missy-Sue Ch. 02 "Um, what is this?" Jimmy asked. "There are my night-clothes," Missy-Sue explained. "I wear 'em when I go to bed. You like?" "No." Jimmy walked up to Missy-Sue, wrapped his arms around her, and planted his lips upon hers. Missy-Sue moaned as she felt Jimmy's hard cock pressing against her body, begging to be inside of her. She dug her fingernails into his bare back, pulling him so close to her that he thought that she was going to snap him in half. Without warning, Missy-Sue felt herself flying through the air, as Jimmy flung her onto the bed. She looked at the foot of the bed with widened eyes of anticipation and amazement as Jimmy crawled into the foot of the bed and up the bottom of her nightgown. She bit her lip as she felt his face nuzzle her shaggy groin and his tongue licking at her slit. She spread her legs to allow her lover more space to pleasure her womanhood with his mouth. Gently, she clutched at the large mound in her gown that was his head. "Aaaaaah! Oh, shit! Baby you're driving me crazy." Jimmy's only response was to send his tongue up the moist crevasse between her legs. The juices flowed freely with little prompting, and Jimmy sipped at it noisily. Though his head was separated from her direct contact by the fabric of the nightgown, he could feel her fingers sifting themselves through his hair. "Unnnnh, Jimmy!" Missy-Sue yelled. "Jimmy, please! Don't tease me so much! Give it to me! You know what I want." Jimmy heard her pleas all too well. Missy-Sue saw him lift his head up from her crotch, but instead of crawling out of her gown, he crawled forward. She unbuttoned the top five buttons, allowing his head to pop out of her neckline. "Baby, what are you doin'?" she giggled. "You." Missy-Sue was momentarily confused by his answer, but all was made clear when she felt her womanhood being stabbed by something long and large. Jimmy's heart skipped a beat as he gazed at Missy-Sue's face, which was contorted, contented, and cross-eyed. The pair exchanged gasps and moans upon their joining. Within the confines of the nightgown, he rammed his member into her so hard that the headboard began knocking hard against the wall. Had anyone else been inside the room, the people on the bed would have looked like a two-headed monster with a navy-blue body having sex with itself. Missy-Sue rolled the two of them over so that she would be on top, hoping that it would lessen the intensity of his lovemaking. Once he was beneath her, it seemed like his thrust were twice as hard. To make matters worse, he was squeezing her breasts from inside of the nightgown, spraying milk all over it. "FUUUUCK!" Jimmy cried out. "Your milk is making me so wet...I LOVE IT!" "Noooo, don't say that, Jimmy," Missy-Sue pleaded. "It's makin' me all hot!" "Yeah? Then what about THIS?" He then proceeded to give her large, leaking nipples a vicious twisting. Missy-Sue shrieked and jerked backwards away from Jimmy. Thanks to her breastmilk-soaked fabric, she ripped through the back of the dress like a butterfly from a chrysalis. Jimmy was wholly unprepared for such a beautiful sight: his naked lover riding cowgirl style on top of him while covered in her own breastmilk. Her large, torpedo-shaped breasts, her thick thighs, and the large, black hedge of pubic hair between them were making his genitals tingle. Missy-Sue's normally-pale skin was blushed with arousal. She panted as she looked down at Jimmy, who was squirting her milk into his own mouth. "Yeah, you like drinking from yer Love Cow?" "Yes," Jimmy growled. "Give me more!" As Jimmy ran his hands all over her body, he couldn't help but imagine how much more enjoyable it would be if they weren't separated by a condom. Normally, condoms were his friend; he'd seen many guys, both friends and clients, have their lives ruined because of a single night of unprotected sex. Still, never before had he wanted to cream pie inside of a woman so badly. Being with this naked, hairy, milk woman had ignited this primal urge within him. He wanted to cover her with his seed, put it inside of her, and have it leak out of all of her orifices. He tried to swing the both of them around so that he was on top, but Missy-Sue countered. He was taken aback by her strength; as a guy who frequented the gym quite often, he was no pushover, but, right now, he was struggling to get his way. Missy-Sue pinned him to the bed with her strong, hairy arms and continued to ride him faster. Now it was Jimmy's turn to make a funny sex face. His penis was tingling: a precursor to his impending release. The tingling radiated throughout his entire body as well. His face got scrunched up and he began whimpering like a teenage boy about to blow. A few grunts and spurts later, he shot his load into the condom; a few minutes later, Missy-Sue gave out a shrill cry and ceased her gyrations, collapsing forward on top of him. Jimmy wrapped his tired arms around Missy-Sue's sweaty, chunky body. He enjoyed the after-sex aroma of sweat and breast milk that hung in the air. She gave a weary chuckle as she caught her breath, delighting that Jimmy's slightly less-erect penis was still inside of her. "Ohhhh, baby," Missy-Sue breathed. "You're gonna turn me wilder than a fifth ace!" "I'll take that as a compliment," Jimmy chuckled. "Oh, Jimmy," Missy-Sue said, nuzzling Jimmy's toned, hairless chest. "I'm not sure I can be your wife..." She looked up to stare him in the eye. "...but I wouldn't mind being your girlfriend." "Yeah?" Jimmy said, his eyes big with delight. "Oh, yeah. As long as you keep fuckin' me like that, I'm yours. Now, hurry up and get it up again!" "No problem, just give me a minute. Oh, and sorry about your nightgown." "That's okay. It belonged to my grandma," she said with a grin. "I just wanted to see how you'd react to seeing me in 'em. Besides, with you around, I'm probably not going to need bedclothes for a long time." Missy-Sue "How's that feel, baby?" "It feels great!" "Good," Missy-Sue said as she removed her flesh-pumpkins from Jimmy's lap. "Then, this will feel even better." She bent her face towards his angry-red cock and took it into her mouth. Jimmy moaned as he felt her sucking on his rod, smiling as his shaft slid against the wet, slippery surface that was the inside of her mouth. Missy-Sue reached forward and ran her hands all over his chest and stomach as savored the taste of sweat, flesh and cum. She swirled her tongue around the erect member, coating it with her saliva. Jimmy could take it no longer. With a loud grunt, he blasted his ball-chowder into Missy-Sue's mouth. When she was sure that he was spent, she took her mouth off of him and swallowed his load. "Mmm, that was delicious, hon," Missy-Sue breathed. "I'm kind of ashamed to admit it," Jimmy said. "But, you've worn me out for the first time in a long time." He was breathing heavily, his body coated in dense perspiration. Even though he knew that his body was totally taxed, he could not help but gaze at the beautiful creature still kneeling at his feet. "Well," she said, rising to her feet. "I have to admit this was kind of fun. But, I gotta go baby; it's well past noon." "Wait!" Jimmy said as he got up from the couch. "I had a great time, too. I'd really like to see you again." Missy-Sue smiled at Jimmy as she put her clothes on. "Yer so sweet. I wanna see you again, too." Once she was clothed, she grabbed a piece of paper and wrote her phone number down on it. "Here you go, sweetie," she said as she handed him the piece of paper. "Don't wait too long to call me back." "Mmmmm, believe me, I won't," Jimmy said as he reached up and fondled her breast. "I really can't wait to see you tomorrow." "Good, because I want you nice and rested for when I come over. I got the whole day off tomorrow." After she had gotten dressed, Jimmy watched the country beauty traipse across his yard and into the woods. The rest of the day seemed so dim and sluggish after she had left. She was all he could think about when he watched television, or looked outside the window, or when he ate lunch and dinner. Even when he went to bed, sleep eluded him, as his body ached with the anticipation of having her to himself all day tomorrow. It was about 3 AM before he was able to fall asleep.