Thirsty?

“Thirsty?” Mercedes held out the bottle of supplement shake, keeping herself in check so that a chuckle wouldn’t escape her lips. The unfamiliar volleyball player stared at her in shock. The sportswoman’s mouth formed an ‘O’, like the sound she had made when she first laid eyes on Mercedes.

The local athletic club newbie's face was as red as a tomato. Her gaze remained fixed on Mercedes's cavernous cleavage. She didn't look like she was going to give the latina an answer any time soon.

I have to hurry up and upgrade my wardrobe. As much as Mercedes loved to blow people’s minds when they got their first glimpse of her, it would eventually inconvenience her more than entertain her. However, it was hard to buy new clothes that would last when her curves couldn't decide when to stop growing. Her wallet couldn't keep up with the rate at which they outgrew her clothes, let alone the other adaptations her body now demanded.

Sometimes her voluptuous body mesmerized even herself. She never would have believed that relaxing her diet and exercise routine just a bit, due to no longer having to work so hard to maintain an athletic scholarship, would bring such a change. Mercedes was fresh out of college and barely in her mid-twenties but she already looked like a thicc MILF.

Though she didn't mind being more maternal to those overwhelmed by her figure.

“You were playing for over an hour.” Mercedes approached the athlete. The club’s newbie tried to look the latina in the eyes, but her gaze inevitably returned to the curvaceous woman’s tits squezed by a tight shirt. Even more so now that they jostled with the couple of steps Mercedes took to close the distance between them. “You better drink something.” Mercedes caressed the slope of a breast. The tall woman in front of her gulped. “I don’t want you overexerting yourself. You need to relax. What’s your name?” 

“Eve.” Eve told Mercedes’s boobs.

“Alright, Eve. I’m Mercedes. Let me take care of you.”

Mercedes took the volleyball player's hand and easily guided her to a more secluded area of ​​the club. A more distant infirmary that only operated on weekends, when the flow of people was greater. The bombshell sat on the edge of one of the beds and patted its side, inviting Eve to join her.

“Come.” The club’s newbie sat awkwardly beside her, not quite knowing how to proceed. “You can rest here.” This time, Mercedes patted her lap.

“But I just…”

“Your head.” Mercedes chuckled.

“Oh.”

Eve laid her head on Mercedes's lap and swung her legs over the bed.

“Soft, aren’t they? Are you comfortable?” Mercedes asked as she caressed Eve’s hair.

Eve nodded. Her eyes closed. A comfortable smile adorning her face.

“Then let’s get you something to drink.” Mercedes pulled down one of the straps of her shirt, allowing one of her breasts to tumble out.

Eve's eyes widened. Even lying on Mercedes's lap, the copious mound hovered very close to her face. The protruding areola and swollen nipple almost brushed her skin.

Mercedes bit her lower lip. The sportswoman's hot breath caressed her nipple. It hardened, seeking immediate contact. Any contact. As long as its need was sated.

“You can drink now, Eve.” Mercedes stated, not really giving the athlete time to process the information, as she popped her nipple in the resting woman’s mouth.

Eve gave in to her instincts, obeying the motherly woman she had just met. She sucked hard on Mercedes’s nipple. Small drops of milk rewarded her effort. As soon as the droplets fell on her tongue, an explosion of flavor overwhelmed her senses.

With her tongue, Eve teased the nipple. She needed more. The tip of it circled the edges of Mercedes’s areola. She needed more. One hand squeezed the voluptuous woman’s breast, squirting even more milk into the volleyball player’s hungry mouth. She needed more. Eve continued to suck, sometimes greedily, sometimes gently, but always seeking more. More. More. She needed it all.

Below her head, Eve felt the latina's thighs tremble momentarily. Mercedes moaned and murmured with each suck from Eve, with each sip, with each squeeze and caress of the sportswoman's fingers.

“Oh, you’re so hmmnneagearnh! I just love… eager girls like you.” Mercedes herself continued to stroke the athlete's hair, encouraging her in her endless thirst.

When she felt Eve had emptied her breast, Mercedes promptly lowered the other strap, revealing the still engorged tit.

Eve wasted no time. The young woman settled in and quickly put her mouth to work. It wasn't long before she was again having to quickly swallow mouthful after mouthful of milk to avoid choking on the delicious nectar.

“Fuck! You’re doing… such a-anh! Such a great job. I think youuuhnm… I think you deserve a reward.”

The sudden rubbing of Mercede’s fingers on Eve’s pussy over her gym shorts almost made the volleyball player cough and spit milk into the breast she was nursing. After gulping down, Eve released the nipple to catch her breath.

Both moaned together.

“O-oh my god! Fuck! Hmmmn!” Eve thanks to her pussy being massaged by Mercedes's skilled fingers. They had slipped under the athlete’s shorts as she recovered from the surprise and were eager to get more intimate with her wet folds.

Mercedes, in turn, moaned thanks to Eve pinching the nipple that had just been released. The sportswoman’s index finger and thumb squeezed it hard, ceasing the flow established by the volleyball player.

“I don’t want to waste-ahn! Even a single drop.” Eve explained. Her cheeks flushed from the lusty moans escaping her lips.

“My, my. So diligent.” Mercedes stroked Eve's clit, making her shut her mouth to avoid making any more embarrassing sounds.

Even though she was overwhelmed with pleasure, Eve didn't let go of the nipple. Her other arm wrapped around Mercedes and forced the motherly woman closer, crushing the breast that had just been feeding her into her face. Taking advantage of the opportunity, the athlete licked the area around the areola, using her tongue to capture any trace of milk and tease the nipple trapped between her fingers.

The faltering of Mercedes's fingers showed that Eve wasn't the only one who was overwhelmed at the moment.

Eve used this moment of distraction to go back to sucking Mercedes's breast. Her fingers, however, did not remain inert. She soon moved them to the other breast and began to pull and pinch Mercedes's other nipple.

The two women got used to the rhythm of each other's provocations. However, Eve was the first to give in.

A wave of pleasure overcame the volleyball player. Her entire body writhed in Mercedes's lap. She could do nothing but moan into the voluptuous bombshell's breast. The sounds reverberated in the soft flesh and echoed in Mercedes's own moans, influenced by her partner's pleasure.

Eve even tried to cling to Mercedes, but the sensations rocking her were too much. Eventually her lips detached from the latina's breast. Eve feebly tried to return. She still had some remnants that she needed to drink. However, she was too weak to even bring her mouth close to her target.

Mercedes chuckled. She stroked Eve's belly, appreciating how full and tight it felt to the touch.

“You did great, my dear. Now rest. You can finish the job once you recover. And I don’t mean only emptying me.” Mercedes went back to caressing Eve’s hair as the volleyball player slowly succumbed to slumber — her thirst quenched for the time being.

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Don't we all wish a thicc milky woman would just come up and offer to quench our thirst?

This one ended up being more of a implied expansion, but I like it anyway.