Brielle To Bessie Ch 01

Author's note: Got really horny and wrote my first story. Hope you enjoy! There's more to come.

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The day was so hot already and it wasn't even mid-morning. Humidity drenched the air. Her hair stuck to the back of her neck and sweat beaded on every inch of her body and ran down the back of her legs in rivulets. Her underwear was soaked with it.

Brielle trailed behind the rest of the group by a few steps, panting with effort. It wasn't that she was out of shape, not too badly at least. She just wasn't used to walking over so much land out in the high sun. The farm orientation had begun early in the morning. It now felt so long ago since she ate breakfast, and she had almost finished drinking her entire water bottle. She wondered when they would wander back towards the main buildings so she could refill it... and maybe eat lunch.

She wasn't even sure she wanted this job anymore, though.

Carter's Country Store was a staple in the local area. They sold regional crafts and art, as well as fresh farm-made cheeses. They were branching out into new dairy products and were on the lookout to hire summer help to get their new product lines off the ground. Brielle thought she could handle some manual labor for a summer and there was no one else hiring. Her parents thought it was break her of some of her laziness, and Brielle hoped she would have a great tan before she went back to college for her sophomore year.

The group of five new summer employees had passed a small paddock of cows and were following their guides, a young man of 25 named Theo and a girl of 18 who just graduated from high school named Katie.

The smell of the cows was horrendous. It threatened to stuff up Brielle's nose and stay there forever. It was so potent, so not what she was used to, she worried she could taste it on her tongue.

She wasn't really listening to Theo and Katie anymore as they talked about the social lives of the cows and how they were cared for. They said something about a bunch of them getting sick recently, and how they were trying new things to produce milk, but the details went in one ear and out the other.

Brielle noticed Katie watching her a bit, but refused to make eye contact with her. She wanted to eat, drink, and go home.

Katie whispered something into Theo's ear. He nodded and she ran off, jogging lightly back toward the cow pen we had left.

Brielle rubbed her wrist, feeling the absence of her hair elastic that she left behind on the bathroom counter that morning. She hated she couldn't tie her hair up and get a breeze on her neck to help her cool down.

She drained the last of her water and sighed. Maybe she would interrupt Theo's endless droning about cow udders and ask where she could get more water. She couldn't be the only one in the group in this situation.

Katie jogged back up to her then, stopping at her side. Sweat glistened on her rich tan skin, but she didn't appear to be overheated. Maybe Brielle would follow through with the job if her skin looked that good by the end of the summer.

Katie had a metal canteen that had water beading all around it where ice cold liquid sloshed about inside.

"Here," Katie offered, holding the canteen out to her. "You look like you need it."

Brielle smiled in thanks and began sipping. It was ice cold indeed, and felt so nice sliding down her throat that she didn't even mind that she wasn't drinking water. Brielle realized it must have been milk, but it was thicker than usual, and very, very sweet. She felt her heart rate tick up with the rush of the sugar hitting her bloodstream. She gulped and gulped, drinking greedily. Brielle had an awful sweet tooth.

Finally, her stomach felt fully and heavy with the milk as she drained the canteen. The milk expanded in her core, making Brielle feel content and a little cooler.

"Wow," Katie said, her blue eyes widening. "That was impressive how much you swallowed that!"

Brielle eyed the younger girl with pride that her swallowing skills were recognized. "Thank you, I really needed that."

You also learn a thing or two about swallowing in college, Brielle wanted to say to Katie, but she didn't want to gross the girl out or make herself seem like a whore.

"No problem," Katie replied. "We have more if you need it. Just let me know if you get thirsty."

"I definitely will. That milk tasted so good. Did it come straight from the cows here?"

Katie nodded enthusiastically. "It did! And we can't wait to show you more about it. Come on, let's catch up with the group."

Brielle watched the girl skip happily up to the group. She felt a heaviness in her breast as she watched the girl's ass move under her tight cotton shorts, and was running to catch up before she realized it.

The group was traversing a small meadow to get to a trail leading into a small forest at the edge of the farm, Brielle realized. There was a cabin in the woods, Theo explained, where they would rest for a bit, watch an orientation video about the farm, and then head out to a special paddock to learn about their innovation in milking cows.

Brielle couldn't help but notice Theo's thick arms and muscles that swelled against his short sleeves. As they got to the trailhead and he turned to face the group, her eyes went straight to his crotch, where Brielle swore the bulge in his pants wasn't due to his zipper. Theo explained how they weren't going to walk too much farther, but her mind had gone somewhere else.

She licked her lips.

Brielle felt a tingling in her breasts now that made her tits itchy. She tried to subtly rub at them without anyone noticing as the group stepped onto the small dirt trail. It wasn't wide enough for anyone to walk side by side, so Brielle cupped her breasts quickly and give her nipples a pinch.

There, that felt better.

Brielle took notice of the wetness in her underwear. It had been because of the unholy amount she was sweating, but now her pussy lips were puffing up and rubbing again the cotton fabric in a delightfully agonizing way. She knew her pussy juices were mingling with the sweat. Brielle wondered if people would be able to smell her if they stood too close.

That thought sent her pulse racing. She wanted someone to smell her, understand that her pussy was dripping... and do something about it.

Brielle's throat went dry. She wanted, no needed, more of that milk Katie gave her. She looked for Katie at the head of the group, just behind Theo, but she could barely make out her blonde hair. Being at the back of the group had its downsides.

She moaned a bit, desperate for that milk. Katie said she could get her more. Her tits began tickling again, the heaviness of her breasts making all too aware of her chest.

Thankfully, they reached the cabin. There were some chairs drawn around a projector screen. Theo went up to the laptop that was on a small desk to the side of the screen and pulled up a website where a video called "Carter's Country Store Cows" was already queued up.

"Everybody take a seat," Theo said. "We have some refreshments for everyone. We're going to take a minute to enjoy those and then watch this training video next."

Brielle panted with excitement when she saw the tray of tall, wide glasses filled with milk. She eagerly took the glass Katie offered her. Katie smiled, happy to see Brielle so impatient to enjoy more milk.

Theo frowned at Brielle's excitement. She wasn't sure why he would seem concerned as he said to Katie, "Didn't you already give her some?"

Katie nodded. "Yep!" she said merrily. She winked at Brielle. "And I can get you more if you need it."

"Thanks so much," Brielle said. "You are the best."

She loved it when girls supported girls.

Theo shook his head and chuckled. "She might not need anymore, Katie. You are terrible."

He then smacked Katie on the ass, upsetting the empty tray in her hands. Katie bit her lip and moaned softly. Her eyes looked up at Theo pleadingly. "So terrible," she whispered.

Brielle was shocked into silence and almost forgot about her glass. None of the other group noticed, though, as they all began drinking their milk.

Brielle looked around the group and took in the relief on the other girl's and guy's red, sweaty faces as they drank and turned back to her glass. She wetted her lips and drank greedily again, enjoying the way the thick liquid coated her throat and settled heavily in her stomach, sating her. The sweetness made her heart sing. Her throat muscles worked quickly to take it all in. Silently, she handed the empty glass back to Katie.

"Wow," she heard Theo saying. She made eye contact with him as she slowly wiped a stray drop of milk from her chin and sucked her finger into mouth.

His throat bobbed, watching her suck. "Maybe we'll give this one as much milk as she wants."

Brielle pulled her finger from her mouth with a wet pop and smiled at him. "Whatever you want to give me, I'm sure I'll like it."

She winked at him, and he cleared his throat as he went back to the laptop. He locked eyes with her again as he pressed play. Apparently he was done giving explanations for things.

Katie laughed softly beside her as Brielle took her seat. Katie patted her on the head and whispered into her ear, "Good job."

Brielle brimmed with happiness at the words, pleased with herself. Her nipples hardened and pressed agonizingly into her bra. The straps at her back began digging into skin, making her want to take it off. She wiggled in her seat to rub it against her pussy and try to take the edge off.

The video went to full screen as it started playing.

There was a slim, brown-haired girl in blue gingham dress frolicking in what looked like the meadow they just crossed. She seemed familiar, but Brielle couldn't place her. She swung her arms out wide, spinning and grinning at the camera.

The scene cut to the girl, still in the same dress, petting one of the cows. She stroked the animal's back and smiled, then came around its front her rest her forehead between its eyes. They seemed like one being.

The scene cut to the girl sitting on a stool in a big stall, drinking from the same exact glasses they had all drank from. Brielle watched the girl swallow all that milk with jealousy. She wanted some more. She was ready for it.

Pressure built behind Brielle's clit. It felt like the beginnings of urine building up in her, but she ignored it.

The video's scene again changed. The girl was still in the stall, still in the same gingham dress, but now it seemed darker, like dusk was quickly approaching. She panted heavily, making eye contact with the camera as she began pawing her breasts. They now swelled and strained at the bodice. Her nipples poked through and pulled the fabric taut between her mounds. The girl whimpered as she pulled and twisted her nipple with one hand, the other slid down her leg until she pulled the hem of her dress up to her stomach. Her bare, hairy pussy on display. She circled a finger around her clit.

The scene cut again. It was daytime. The girl was in a smaller stall, where there seemed to be some strange equipment. She was fully naked now. Her breasts were perfectly round swollen masses with hard, puffy nipples. Brielle wanted to pull one into her mouth. Her own nipples tightened at the thought and the sight of the naked girl. White drops of milk pearled on the girl's nipples and Brielle licked her lips. Both she and girl panted together now, except the girl picked up another glass of milk, gulping and gulping without breath until the glass was drained. More white drops spurted from the girls nipples.

The scene cut. The girl was still in the smaller stall, still naked, except now she was hooked up to some of the equipment. She was bent forward slightly, her hips sticking out and her wrists tied up in cuffs above her head. Her nipples were clamped with a chain connecting the two pinchers. Theo stepped into the frame--Brielle's eyes darted to the Theo in the room with her, but his eyes were focused intently on the video, his jaw clenched. She turned her attention back to screen. Theo was handling the girls breasts, but only small bits of milk were dripping from her tits. He got a water bottle and opened her mouth, squirting milk into it. He then lined the girl up to stand between two wheels that stuck out into the stall from opposite walls. The wheels had four spokes, almost like a boat wheel, and on the end of each spoke was a spatula-shaped paddle. When lined up with wheels, the paddles rested against the girl's breasts. Theo stepped out of lens for a second, and they heard a switch flip off camera. The wheels started turning, the paddles smacking the girl's tits in an intoxicating rhythm. The girl groaned, but she couldn't back away. The entire group in the cabin, Brielle included, began squirming watching her tits harden and her breasts turn red.

The scene cut again. The paddles were still working on the girls tits, her arms tied up above her. She almost seemed passed out. Katie was in the stall with her now, holding her chin so her mouth would stay open as she squirted more milk from the water bottle into the girl's throat. Katie stepped out of shot for a moment and re-entered with a long, slim wooden paddle in her hands. She stood behind the girl and spread her legs. Katie began lightly smacking the girls pussy with the paddle in rhythm with the wheel paddles slapping her hard tits. The girl moaned loudly, a long, drawn-out sound of pleasure. Brielle looked at Katie in the room with her, but Katie's eyes were locked on the video as she fingered her clit over her shorts.

Brielle's own clit throbbed. She wanted to touch it.

Brielle turned back to the video just in time to see the scene cut again. The wheels were no longer slapping at the girl's tits, and they looked like they had grown three sizes, still pert and firm as if gravity didn't exist. Brielle couldn't tell how much time had passed for the girl. Her hands were tied behind her back as she faced the camera full-on, her eyes hooded with lust. She was on a rudimentary wooden chair that allowed her to lean back, and there were foot rests that propped her legs up and spread her hairy pussy before the camera. Her pussy lips were massive, puffy folds, with her thick clit hood protruding out at the top of them. Theo and Katie came up on either side of her, placing large domes on her breasts that Brielle realized were pumps from the tubes hanging off of them. A switch was heard and then a load thrumming noise as the pumps pulled on the girls tits and white milk shot down the tubes into some container off camera. The girl groaned loudly in ecstasy.

Brielle grabbed her own nipples and tugged down hard, relishing the thought that the girl had the same hard pull on her tits.

The scene cut. A dildo attached to a mechanical rod now pounded into the girl's pussy as milk flowed like a river through the pumps. The girls arms were still tied behind her as she panted, her breath coming in shorter and shorter gasps. Pussy juices coated the dildo as it slapped into her cunt.

Brielle reached down to her soaked pussy and began rubbing it over her clothes, looking for relief.

The scene cut again. The girl was standing with her arms tied up once more, but the pumps were still working on her breasts, sucking all the milk out of her. Two dildos connected to different machines on the floor plowed into her on long rods--one into her pussy and one into her ass. The girl was moaning one long drawn-out note of bliss. In between her moans, she begged for more. More pounding in her ass. A bigger cock to fuck her pussy and fill her with seed.

Brielle had never seen someone sodomized before, or penetrated in both holes at the same time. She was working furiously on herself, pulling at her tits and fingering her pussy, her pussy juices soaking through her underwear and staining her shorts. Everyone was so focused on the girl being milked and fucked, but Brielle needed more. She needed more milk. She wanted her pussy pounded. Her own breasts felt engorged and like they might start leaking milk any second. She looked away from the screen to Theo and Katie, whose eyes were now set intently on her.

Silently, they stood and came to her. Brielle was dimly aware that the video still played, the girl now drinking from a trough of milk. Katie grabbed her hands and pulled her up as Theo stood behind her and massaged her ass.

"Mmmm," Brielle moaned. Theo's hand came around her stomach and pinned her back into him and his finger slid down and rocked back and forth on her clit. She felt his massive cock press into her back. Katie stepped back and slapped upward, then downward on her tits, making Brielle cry out in surprise. One of the girls and one of the guys in the group turned to look at her. Their eyes stayed locked on her as they watched Theo molest her pussy.

Katie had stepped out again without Brielle realizing, but now returned with another glass of thick, creamy milk. She tipped it into Brielle's mouth, and Brielle drank thankfully, the cold milk sliding into her, the sweetness making her heart race.

"Good girl," Katie praised. "You're so good at swallowing."

The pressure behind her clit swelled again. She wasn't sure if she would cum or pee.

Theo slipped his hand under her shorts and began plunging his fingers deep into her.

"Yes, yes, yes," she gasped, wanting more. He groaned into her ear, his breath hot on her neck.

"Will you like whatever I give you?" he panted, stuffing another thick finger into her cunt.

Brielle moaned in response.

"Will you take whatever I give you?"

Brielle nodded furiously. Her pussy was so inflamed, she was ready for anything.

Theo abruptly pulled his finger from her pussy and bent her over the back of her chair, ripping her shorts down her legs. The other members of the group now all turned to watch.

Brielle's breasts felt heavy hanging over the chair--so, so heavy.

Theo stood behind her and spread her pussy. He kneeled and licked it, slopping up her juices. She felt a finger slowly come up to her asshole, gently exploring her puckered hole. She felt it expand for him of its own accord. He pulled his tongue away from her cunt and coated a finger in her pussy juices, and pushed it into her asshole.

There was a sharp burst of pain as he broke past the ring of her sphincter muscle. Brielle tried to jerk up, but Katie grabbed her nipples, twisted them hard, and yanked her back down.

Brielle screamed.

Theo's finger slowly kept working in and out of her ass, intense waves of pain and pleasure coursing through her. Theo's tongue went back to working on her clit, and Brielle groaned, loving and hating the sensations rippling through her body.

She lifted her head and saw the others in the group all fingering themselves or gripping their cocks watching her.

"Do you like that?" Katie asked her.

Brielle nodded. Goddamn herself, she liked Theo's finger in her ass a lot.

"Good girl," Katie said. "You'll like whatever Theo gives you. You'll take it all."

Brielle moaned through her panting, feeling her orgasm rise. All of the milk sloshed around her in stomach, making her feel so full she was ready to burst--from where, she didn't know.

"You'll like whatever I give you, too," Katie said, patting her on the head. She smacked her tits, one after the other, until pain rippled like pleasure through her swollen mounds and shot her to clit, where Theo's relentless sucking almost drove her over the edge.

"You'll take whatever I give you, won't you?" Katie demanded. She yanked Brielle's head back by her hair so that her blue eyes pierced into her soul. "Say it."

"Ughhh unnfff," Brielle could only groan, the sensations getting to be too much. The eyes of her group as they groped themselves watching her tying up her tongue.