**Hi guys, it seemed like there was a lot of demand for more about Jasmine and Rachel, so I’ve written part two and three – here is part two! Part three is on my discord server**
Rachel scurried home after showering at Jasmine’s house. Her parents and brothers seemed to accept her hangover excuses, and she grabbed a sandwich to take up to her room for dinner. The past two days had seemed like an amazing dream, and every time she stopped to think about whether it had all actually happened her, she reached up and felt her now bulging breasts.
They weren’t “big” by any stretch of the imagination, but they nearly filled her hands. She loved the feeling of palming them, gently kneading them as she slid her fingers over them.
She set the plate with the sandwich on her dresser and changed into cozy pjs. She slid under the covers and continued to fondle her swollen breasts. The skin seemed taut and they were a little sore from the growth, but the small pressure of her hands and fingers seemed to massage the ache away.
She debated eating the sandwich, but after an afternoon gulping Jasmine’s creamy milk and then choking down what seemed like a gallon of hot bull jizz, she still felt deliciously full. Daydreaming of Jasmine’s heavenly tits, imagining the two of them skipping through fields, both with huge breasts swinging heavily, she nodded off to sleep.
Waking up, she realized that today, Tuesday, she HAD to go to work. She checked her phone as she started her morning routine. A text from Jasmine!
“Hey Rachel! Have a good morning!” She quickly tapped a message back: “Wish I didn’t have to work today – can I see you after?”
She brushed her teeth, hearing the ping of the reply. “Please! I need to be milked!”
She smiled as she brushed her hair and picked out one of her normal work outfits. Nice jeans, ankle boots, and she was going to grab a camisole from her drawer when she caught a look of herself in the mirror.
Her tits looked amazing. They actually looked like real tits now! She bounced on her toes a little, causing a slight jiggle. That actually sort of hurt. She cupped her hands over them, massaging the soreness again. Growing breasts was something she always dreamed of, but the reality of it wasn’t the most comfortable sensation.
After massaging her sensitive breasts for a moment, appreciating how they looked in her hands, she selected another bralette from her dresser and added a camisole over it. The bralette felt great. It was just the slight pressure and support she needed. She noted that she only had one left – her other was still dirty, it had been drenched in sweat yesterday.
She selected a large rainbow knitted sweater. She had found it in a thrift store years ago, and she loved the bulky textures of the stripes. After finishing her preening she skipped downstairs and was about to make herself a bowl of milk when she remembered how bad it had tasted yesterday.
Someone had already made eggs, so there was a pan ready and she quickly whipped up a small dish of scrambled eggs. She chowed them down hungrily, put her dish in the dishwasher and poured a cup of coffee into one of the many travel mugs in their kitchen cabinets.
She stopped and got gas, and made it into work just before she was due. Her boss greeted her crankily. He hated paperwork, and her calling off last second yesterday has annoyed him greatly. She worked hard through the day, skipping lunch even. Her absence had definitely been noticed and she had several insurance calls and invoices that her boss hadn’t done yesterday – on top of all the work she normally dealt with.
The garage closed at 5 on the dot. That was when the auto insurance adjusters stopped, and her boss had always said there was no point in staying later when anything would have to wait till tomorrow to get approved anyways. She finished the last of the filing and waved goodbye to the crew by 5:15.
She sent a quick text to her mom saying she was going to a friend from college’s house, and she wouldn’t risk driving drunk so she might not be home. Wednesday was her other “weekend” day off work, and she was really hoping Jasmine would invite her to stay over.
She drove straight to Jasmine’s ranch and parked in front of the house in the same spot she was before. As she walked up with a spring in her step, the door swung open and there was Jasmine.
Jasmine was topless, wearing a pair of cargo shorts today. Her breasts seemed swollen and hard. One of breasts actually had a small bead of cream dripping from the bud of her nipple. Jasmine Mooed loudly as if in pain. “Milk me! Please!” She begged as Rachel ran up the steps to her.
Rachel dropped to her knees on the wooden deck and happily latched onto the leaking breast. The hot creamy milk jetted into her mouth, almost choking her in surprise. As she gulped quickly, doing her best to swallow the flow she realized some of the milk was seeping from the sides of her mouth.
She looked up as Jasmine who stood, her head now thrown back, continuing to moo and low as her breast emptied into Rachel’s throat. Rachel’s hands reached up to support Jasmine’s huge tits. As her face pressed into one breast, hungrily gulping the cream jetting into her, she realized the other breast had started leaking. She slid her hand from under the hard heavy breast to the nipple, and as soon as she pinched it a hot jet of white froth squirted out of her.
Rachel continued pinching Jasmine’s nipple, the cream and milk spurting out of her heavy udder. Jasmine was now moaning and mooing, seemingly in pleasure instead of the panicked noises she had made before Rachel had provided her some relief.
Rachel was happy to suckle on Jasmine, her tongue teasing the nipple and her mouth sucking the milk out, gulping it happily down. Now that it was no longer jetting out at a speed that choked her she was loving pulling the milk out of her, enjoying the process of sucking Jasmine’s milker dry.
Her other hand continued to tease her other nipple, hot jets of milk rhythmically squirting out of the nipple. Jasmine was panting, moaning softly.
It probably took twenty minutes, but Rachel finally managed to suck Jasmine’s tit dry. She shifted her mouth to the other breast. It was no longer hard as a rock, but while the pressure had decreased, there was still a lot of milk left. Rachel’s hand rubbed and stimulated the nipple on the breast she had previously been suckling. Milk was no longer splurting out, but she felt it wasn’t fair to suck on one teat without paying any attention to the other.
When her other breast was finally low of milk enough Rachel couldn’t manage to suckle or suck any more out, she finally rocked back on her heels, looking up at Jasmine. Jasmine was panting, her tongue hanging out of her lips, her eyes closed. The look on her face was rapturous, and Rachel felt a pang of pride that she had managed to help Jasmine in this way.
Finally, Jasmine opened her eyes, pulled the tongue into her mouth and smiled. “God, babe, I neeeeeeded that.”
Rachel laughed, standing up, “Yeah, I could tell! I’m glad I skipped lunch or else I might not have had room!” Jasmine blushed slightly, and then frowned. “Oh geeze, it’s all over you!”
Rachel lifted a hand to her face, she had felt a little milk seem out, but then she followed Jasmine’s gaze to her left side. It was completely drenched in milk. Somehow, while suckling Jasmine she hadn’t realized the milk she’d been massaging out of Jasmine had been coating her sweater’s shoulder and arm.
She grinned cheekily, and pulled the sweater off over her head. The side of her camisole wasn’t soaked, but there were a few damp spots. She waggled her eyebrows at Jasmine and took that off too.
Jasmine smiled back just as brightly. She turned, “Come on in! I’ve got a great washer and dryer – should be like new soon!” Rachel happily followed Jasmine into the farmhouse and back to what seemed like a mud room off the kitchen.
The clothes dumped into the wash, Jasmine thanked Rachel for coming. “I know you have work, and I really appreciate you helping me out. I really was desperate by the time you showed up!”
Rachel furrowed her brows. “What would you have done if I couldn’t come? What did you do before you met me?” She was pretty new to this milking thing, but it seemed crazy that Jasmine had been suffering alone before.
Jasmine led the way out of the mudroom. “Honestly, I usually draw a hot bath and milk myself. But it’s never as good as getting sucked dry the way you just did.” She stopped, turning to Rachel, her hands cupping her huge breasts, now soft and jiggly. “Oh my Gooooodddd you milked me so good. Seriously, even the boys never do me this good. Your mouth is so hot and gentle…” She closed her eyes and licked her lips, clearly enjoying the memory of Rachel’s mouth.
Rachel flushed, pleased that she had clearly made Jasmine so happy. “Is there, like, anything else I can do to help? I mean… I love drinking your milk, especially since it’s helping me finally grow tits of my own…” She awkwardly petered off as Jasmine looked at her curiously.
Jasmine continued fondling her huge tits, and then turned to go up the stairs, “Actually there is something you could help me with up here!” Rachel perked up and cheerfully walked up the stairs behind Jasmine, again admiring her fuzzy tail resting over the top of the shorts’ waistband – swaying with each step up the stairs.
At the top of the stairs, Jasmine gestured into one of the rooms before entering. “Just here, in my bedroom.” Rachel didn’t think about following, she felt like she was almost hypnotized as she entered behind Jasmine.
Rachel’s eyes opened wide as she entered the bedroom. The room was probably half of the entire second floor of the house. There was a large bed, possibly bigger than a king, over to one side, and the other side of the room had a large soft carpet and several huge pillows tossed about with what looked like blankets bunched around. There was a small coffee table to one side, and an entertainment stand with a large flatscreen, and what looked like a nintendo switch setup.
“I need your help relaxing after a long frustrating day!” Jasmine chirped happily, flopping on a few of the pillows, pulling a soft plush blanket around her shoulders.
Rachel laughed, and pulled her shoes off. It HAD been a long frustrating day! She flopped down next to Jasmine who was now juggling a few remotes. The bouncing and flopping down to the floor jiggled her breasts, reminding her of how sore they were. She leaned against a big pyramid shaped pillow and massaged herself as Jasmine got the TV turned on.
Jasmine got the smart TV going. “What shows do you like to watch? I usually just do cooking shows when I want to de-stress… I’ve got netflix, amazon…”
Rachel interrupted her, perking up. “Oh! I wanted to watch Zumbo’s deserts! My friend had Netflix and I saw like one episode, but I never got to finish it!” Jasmine happily started getting it running on the TV, starting with episode two.
As the show started, Jasmine started stacking a few pillows making a nice rest for herself as she settled in.
After a few episodes, with random interjections of both of them calling the contestants idiots or poo pooing some of the kitchen catastrophes, Jasmine sat up, letting the blanket slide from her shoulders.
“Are you alright Rachel? Like, I’ve heard breasts get sore when they grow, and goodness knows I know what a full tit feel like…” Jasmine gestured at Rachel, who had been continuously fondling herself the entire time.
Rachel looked down at her chest, her hand had long since pulled the bralette up to her chest while her hands cradled her ripening breasts. “Oh, uh, yeah I mean, they are definitely sore. They don’t hurt-hurt though. I guess now that I actually have breasts I just like holding them!”
Jasmine laughed and asked, “Well do you want some help or not?”
Rachel cocked an eyebrow, “Do you need to be milked again? I mean, I have a stomach full so I’m sure you’ve helped a lot already today…”
Jasmine shook her head, “No, like this.” She leaned over Rachel’s chest. Rachel moved her hands to the side, exposing her breasts completely, offering them to Jasmine for whatever help she could give.
Jasmine leaned over and gently took one of Rachel’s nipples into her mouth. Rachel gasped in surprise. “B…b…but I don’t have milk!” She stuttered as Jasmine’s hot mouth gently pressed against her flesh.
Taking her time swirling her tongue around Rachel’s delicious nipple, Jasmine popped her mouth off, eliciting a small gasp from Rachel. “Yeah, I know – but it sure feels good? Right?” she asked, pressing her mouth against the other breast.
Rachel looked in shock as Jasmine expertly suckled on her nipples. She bit her lip to keep from moaning in pleasure. “Yeah, I mean, it DEFINITELY feels good.” She finally manages to groan out.
Jasmine continued slurping wetly on Rachel’s nipples. She rolled her tongue in circles around the nubs, and kissed sloppy wet SMACKs, moving from one nipple to the other. Rachel lolled her head back sleepily. Jasmine’s mouth didn’t just feel good, it felt amazing. She had never had such a hot sloppily wet velvet mouth caress her nipples like this. Her stomach was full of Jasmine’s cream from earlier, and the room upstairs was warm after a hot sunny day. She moaned with pleasure as her whole body relaxed under Jasmine’s expert suckling.
As Rachel lazily enjoys Jasmine’s wet kisses on her nipples, Jasmine creeps one hand over Rachel’s stomach. Rachel shivers slightly and a small moan escapes her lips. Jasmine, feeling bold, slides her fingertips under the waistband of Rachel’s jeans. Rachel makes no move to stop her, barely registering the implications of what Jasmine is doing.
Jasmine slowly continues sliding her hand down, into Rachel’s pants, over her panties. She slowly snakes her hand down, palming Rachel’s mound, all while she continues to noisily lick and suckle on her sensitive nipples.
As the heat from Jasmine’s hand sinks into Rachel she brings her head up languidly. Looking down at the cow girl who is excitedly pleasuring her nipples. “Ummmm Jasmine? Uhhhhh” Rachel manages to whisper.
Jasmine snaps her hand out of Rachel’s pants and detached from her breast with a wet pop. “I’m sorry Rachel, I know you said you aren’t into that, I should pressure you. Seriously. I crossed a line. Sorry.”
Rachel bites her lip. “I mean… I don’t really know what I’m doing. I mean, I never thought I was a lesbian or anything…” Jasmine, who had turned away bashfully looked at Rachel hopefully. “I mean, if you wanted we could like… do stuff? I guess?” Rachel awkwardly continued.
Jasmine smiled and began to unbutton Rachel’s pants. “Yeah, baby, lets do some stuff!”
Rachel, still leaning on the pillow, lets Jasmine unbutton her jeans, and lifts her hips to help Jasmine pull the pants down. Once they’re past her knees she lifts her feet and pulls them the rest of the way off herself. She then leans forward from the pillow and slips the bralet completely off so she’s only in her white cotton panties. Rachel isn’t sure, but she wouldn’t be surprised if there is a growing dark spot of dampness though.
While Rachel is taking her bralette off, Jasmine is removing her shorts. She’s been going commando, so she’s completely naked. On her hands and knees, she crawls back next to Rachel and again begins sloppily licking her nipples.
Rachel is a little nervous, and although she had nearly seen Jasmine naked before, she feels an additional heat growing in her as she gawked at the furry tuft over Jasmine’s pussy.
As she sloppily devours Rachel’s small breasts, she slips her hand down again. Still over her panties, Jasmine slowly strokes Rachel’s mound, one finger pressed hard against her increasingly damp slit.
Rachel’s hand slides down Jasmine’s back, caressing her asscheek. Jasmine moans into Rachel’s nipple and begins suckling more furiously, causing Rachel to gasp in delight. Jasmine pulls Rachel’s panties aside as she did in the barn and gently slips between her labia, gently rubbing along the hot slickness. Rachel grips Jasmine’s ass, pulling her ass closer. Jasmine shuffles her knees, twisting so her asscheek nearly rests against Rachel’s shoulder.
Rachel knows this position must be uncomfortable for Jasmine, but she is so pleased with Jasmine’s sloppy attention on her nipples she selfishly decides she doesn’t care.
Jasmine pulls her mouth off Rachel’s nipples just long enough to moan a low moo – her fingers continuing to explore the slick wetness of Rachel’s pussy. Jasmine’s thumb rests against Rachel’s clit and starts rubbing slow circles as her fingers tease the hungry pussy entrance.
Rachel leans her head back, moaning loudly as Jasmine’s hands tease her. Her hand on Jasmine’s ass cheek slides toward her crack, the heat drawing her closer to Jasmine’s pussy.
Jasmine detaches from Rachel’s tit with a wet pop, and just as she slips two fingers into Rachel with a wet shlip, she moves her hungry mouth between Rachel’s legs, suckling her little clit instead.
Rachel yelps at the sudden onslaught, her head snapping up. She looked down to see Jasmine’s head between her thighs, and glanced to her side. As Jasmine rubbed and pleased her Rachel desperately wanted to repay the favor.
She tentatively slid her fingers between Jasmine’s now dripping labia. It felt so hot and moist and welcoming. Rachel always lived feeling herself, and Jasmine felt just as good to her fingers.
Rachel panted under Jasmine’s exertions, loving the sloppy wet suckling on her clit and the two fingers dipping in and out of her soaking wet pussy.
Rachel traced up and down Jasmine’s slit twice before plunging two of her fingers into Jasmine. Jasmine mooed gleefully, her tongue continuing to assault Rachel’s nub.
Rachel moaned with Jasmine, her two fingers scissoring and pumping inside her friend.
The two of them spent long minutes fingering and moaning, both of their pussies clenching and pulling on the fingers inside them. Rachel mimicked Jasmine’s actions, and Jasmine’s hips rocked, her tail swaying as she pushed her hungry snatch into Rachel’s hand.
Jasmine hadn’t had a chance to taste pussy in years. Sucking her fingers the day before had been pleasurable, but actually getting to taste Rachel directly was fantastic. Jasmine loved the earthy musk that filled her mouth. Rachel seemed to be pumping out slick cum for Jasmine to greedily slurp.
Rachel bit her lip as she groaned, she tried to lift her hips to press harder into Jasmine’s mouth, but Jasmine had her completely pinned. She continued to fuck Jasmine with her fingers, furiously pumping and curling her fingers.
Both of their paces increased, the tempo of wet squelches increased with the loudness of their breathy moans.
Just as Rachel felt she was reaching the point of release from this incredible torture, she felt Jasmine’s pussy convulse around her fingers squeezing them powerfully. At the same time Jasmine seemed to scream into Rachel’s clit and she forced a third finger into Rachel pushing her hand deeper into Rachel than she had before.
Realizing her friend was cumming, Rachel felt herself spasm and release, the waves of the orgasm rolling over and over her. Jerking and shaking Rachel and Jasmine moaned and shuddered together, gently riding the orgasms together.
As the hot haze of horniness drifts away Jasmine releases Rachel’s clit and lifts her head to look at her friend. Rachel smiles lazily back. “Wow” Rachel whispers with a sigh, “Thanks, I loved that.” She huskily adds, punctuating the words with a few wiggles of her fingers, still inside Jasmine.
Jasmine closes her eyes in pleasure and waggles her fingers inside Rachel as well, forcing Rachel to throw her head back with a moan. Jasmine removes her finger and begins licking Rachel’s still spasming pussy, sucking all of her tangy cum out of her. Rachel continues moaning and fingering Jasmine.
After a few minutes, when Jasmine is sure she’s gotten all the cum she’s going to, she lifts her face from Rachel and again replaces her panties back to cover her sexy glistening snatch. The panties are soaking, and Jasmine is very pleased knowing it was all due to her exertions.
Rachel sits up slightly, finally pulling her hands from Jasmine. Jasmine’s ass settles to the floor, and the woman and the cow – girl looked at each other, both still panting.
Jasmine began suckling on her fingers, smiling at Rachel. Rachel brought her hand, slick with Jasmine’s justices to her nose. The smell was sweet like the smell of her sweet cream, but with a slight sharpness. Rachel tentatively licked her finger. It was hard to place the taste, but it was delicious. Heady and somehow both sweet and bitter at the same time. She began slurping her fingers the same as Jasmine.
The Tv Suddenly boomed, startling both of them. A new episode was starting. Jasmine chuckled slightly and Rachel exhaled a long breath, “Hey, can you start the last episode again? I was sort of distracted.”
Jasmine laughed heartily and dug out the proper remote to skip back and replay the last episode.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/n9bjbs/part_2_rachel_and_jasmine_fffantasymonstergirl