Milk Idol: Chapter 1 - Milking an Idol

“Ready, set, go…we’re the Holstein Girls♪”

The three girls stood side by side as their cheerful voices rang through the studio.

They squeezed their breasts between their upper arms and positioned their hands to form hearts with their thumbs and forefingers. These hearts were placed right in front of their impressive cleavages and their fans called it the Cowtits Love Pose.

The Holstein Girls made no attempt to hide where much of their appeal came from, so they always made the pose when introducing themselves on stage. The horny audience here erupted into cheers.

“Whew, you girls sure are popular. …Now I can’t help but notice how much those tops are straining. We aren’t going to have wardrobe malfunction on our hands, are we?”

Their tits looked like they were ready to pop out of their cow-print costumes, so the host made sure to joke about it and turn the microphone in their direction.

“That’s not a problem at all since we’re wearing pasties.”

They were recording a variety talk show.

Kurumi, Aika, and Amiko shared some secrets about their debut and discussed their personal hobbies without incident. The only real trouble was when their manager showed up for his first time at a TV station and was nearly kicked out when he was mistaken for a fan trying to get into the studio.

Tooru cleared up the misunderstanding by pulling out his company ID, so now he was watching the girls work from a corner of the studio. They seemed to shine in all the lights on the stage, which delighted him as an employee and as a fan.

“And…cut! That should do it.”

Before long, the recording was complete and the performers were leaving the studio. Tooru joined the Holstein Girls as they returned to their dressing room.

“Sigh, that wore me out. Oh, good. Some snacks.”

“You’re eating more? Don’t blame me if you gain weight.”

“Ugh…m-maybe I should cut back…”

The idols chatted while seated in the folding chairs around the central table. They had finished their schedule for the day, so Tooru breathed a sigh of relief while preparing them some tea.

But then a troubled look appeared on his face.

It all came down to what had happened yesterday.

The cow idols were lactating? It sounded like a bad joke.

They had said the milk would build up until it would eventually seep out and wet their bras.

Weirdest of all, all three of them had the exact same symptoms. It was hard to believe, but a doctor hired by the president had examined them and confirmed it.

(It’s wild to think about.)

They had been no-name idols from a small production agency who suddenly found themselves the most popular idol group in the country.

Their schedule had suddenly become absolutely packed and they were followed around by the media and their fans wherever they went.

As much as they enjoyed the attention they received as idols, the doctor said it had caused them enough stress to disrupt their hormone balance, which had led to the lactation. It was not actually a disease and it was not harmful. They simply had milk that needed to come out one way or another.

“Tooru-kun, why are you staring off into space?”

“That’s right. Come on and take a seat. We have snacks!”

He had gotten lost in thought back at the dressing room’s entrance, so the idols called him over.

“Oh, right. Thank you.”

He prepared some tea for himself as well and joined the group seated around the central table. He had worked with them before their debut, so they all got along well and they often hung out and chatted after work like this.

Just as he was thinking how jealous the fans would be if they knew he was enjoying tea with the idols, Aika breathed an exaggerated sigh next to him.

“Sigh. There you go zoning out again. You are our manager now, so you need to be more on the ball.”

“Stop that, Aika-chan. Why are you always so mean to Tooru-kun?”

“Mean!? I am helping him shape up. How is that mean!?”

Kurumi gave Aika a teasing smile and Aika glared back at her.

Tooru had indeed been chosen as the Holstein Girls’ manager, but there was a reason for that.

“Um, are you worried about what we asked for yesterday?”

His thoughts must have shown on his face because Amiko gave him a worried look.

“I am actually. Um, how are your…chests feeling?”

Amiko, Kurumi, and Aika all exchanged a glance before nodding and looking to Tooru again.

“I’m…fine for now.”

“Yes, I am still fine too.”

“Same here…”

He was somewhat relieved to hear that.

“Then I don’t have to milk any of you today?”

They all silently nodded.

If they were not milked regularly, too much would build up and it could unexpectedly come out in the middle of a job. They could have milked themselves, but they had instead gone to Junko, saying they had “a better idea”.

They had apparently told Junko they wanted Tooru as their personal milking assistant, but she had instead suggested he become their manager with that as one of his duties.

(I can’t believe I’m supposed to m-milk them.)

The recording had only just ended and they were still in their Holstein costumes, so he ended up staring at their chests and gulping.

“U-um, do you need something? You keep staring…”

Kurumi’s breasts were the smallest of the trio, but even they were 91cm G-cups. Her trademark cow print bikini was designed to let her breasts jiggle from even the smallest movement and the way the edges dug into the mounds showed off just how soft they were.

Her elbow-length gloves and thigh-high pink tights were tight enough to show off her feminine curves.

And despite the impressive size of her boobs, she had the large eyes and cute face of a traditional idol and long pink hair that let her radiate an aura of beauty. All the skin left uncovered by her revealing costume had a healthy color and shined bright in the dressing room lights.

She had always been bright and cheerful and her status as a popular idol had not at all gone to her head, so she approached everyone with a friendly attitude.

“Hey, Tooru? You’re leering again.”

As a contrast to Kurumi, Aika rested her head in her hand and glared back at him.

She had blonde ringlets, an overbearing attitude, and elegant mannerisms that almost seemed otherworldly, but her most notable feature were her gorgeous I-cups.

She wore a cow print shirt that only went down to the bottom of her chest and only existed to be tied below her rocket-shaped breasts to fight gravity and keep them pushing outwards. They placed so much weight on the knot tying the shirt together that it looked ready to come apart at any moment.

They were pressed together enough to show off how soft and bouncy they were, while also creating a deep enough cleavage that their 95cm size was hard to ignore.

She had the long, lithe limbs of a model and hips positioned unusually high for a Japanese woman. Her knee-highs drew the eye to the beautiful lines of her legs.

Her harsh attitude could make her seem stuck up, but Tooru had known her long enough to learn how kind she was deep down and that she was stricter with herself than anyone else.

“Don’t discourage him, Aika-san. We would be out of a job if men stopped staring at our boobs.”

Amiko chided the girl with her usual honey-sweet smile. Her short brown hair was grown out longer on the sides, she had a kind droop to her eyes, and she had full, sexy lips, making her look more mature than the other two.

She was gentle-mannered and well-behaved and she was welcoming to anyone. Even overbearing Aika was no match for her. She was the oldest one and acted like their big sister, so she usually ended up smoothing things over between them.

But her age was not the only area where she ranked at #1. The Holstein Girls were known for their enormous breasts, but her 101cm J-cups took the cake there. And their unbelievable size was accentuated further by the large cow print triangles of the halterneck bikini covering them.

The bikini was decorated with frills and ribbons, giving it a cute design that suited her perfectly. She had captured the hearts of men around the world with her flawless combination of cute and sexy.

“N-no, forget it…I was just afraid you weren’t feeling well.”

“Surrre you were. And I think we’re fine…for now.”

Tooru quickly looked away when they noticed he was staring at their chests, but no matter how hard he tried to look away, their cow print costumes were designed to show off their tits, so his eyes always found their way back there.

He was one of their fans and loved thinking about their boobs as much as so many other guys across Japan, but he still felt awkward about it when he was with them, even though they didn’t mind themselves. He had learned to clear his mind in these cases, but that had gotten so much harder now that the possibility of milking them was on the table.

“Oh, my ride is already here.”

The awkward silence was broken when Aika pulled out her phone and checked an email.

“Um…then you’ll need to change, won’t you? I’ll wait outside, so tell me when you’re done.”

Tooru bashfully fled the dressing room.

 

After ten or so minutes waiting in the TV station hallway, the Holstein Girls emerged, all changed and ready to leave.

Aika was the daughter of a major company’s president, so her family always sent a car to pick her up. Tooru went over the next day’s schedule with her in the parking lot before she left. It was so late the trains had stopped running, so Tooru drove Kurumi and Amiko home in his car.

He hadn’t had his license all that long and it was nighttime, so he made sure to be extra careful. Kurumi’s house was closer, so he pulled up there, went over the next day’s schedule with her, watched to make sure she made it inside the front door, and then drove to Amiko’s apartment.

“We have a magazine photoshoot tomorrow at 1, so I will pick you up at 12:30.”

“Sounds good. Thanks as always.”

After pulling up in front of her apartment, he stepped out of the car to go over the next day’s schedule with her and walked her to the auto-locking entrance.

“Good night.”

After this, he only had to return to the office and submit his paperwork, but then the idol girl made an unexpected comment.

“U-um…Tooru-san. Would you like to come up to my room?”
“Eh? Y-your room?”
He had not expected this invitation in a million years, so he could only stupidly parrot what she said.

“Yes, you look exhausted after yet another busy day, so…I thought you might like to drink some tea and relax.”

Her large eyes stared at his face to watch his reaction.

It was true he had been busy dealing with all their TV, magazine, and event appearances since their debut and he was pretty tired. He was glad to hear she cared and resting in her room was an attractive offer.

But he was her manager, so it did not feel appropriate to him. He knew she lived alone, so he was reluctant to visit her apartment so late at night.

“I appreciate the offer, but it’s getting late.”

There was of course a part of him – a big part – that wanted nothing more than to visit a popular idol’s apartment and have one thing lead to another, but he suppressed that and turned back toward his car.

“Please wait. The truth is…well, I wanted your help with the milk.”

She approached, brown hair swaying, and grabbed his sleeve. Her cheeks were flushed and her gaze hopeful. She wouldn’t have had time to milk herself with her packed schedule today, so she probably did need it.

“W-well, that is my job…I suppose.”

Plus, a manager was supposed to assist his idol however he could.

(This is just part of my job. It’s nothing inappropriate.)

When he agreed to visit her room, Amiko sent him a relieved smile.

“Thank you so much. Please follow me.”

She guided him through the auto-locking entrance, onto an elevator, and then to her room. He had dropped her off a few times before, but this was his first time seeing her room.

His heart started pounding as he walked down the hallway. His tension grew while Amiko stopped in front of one room and pulled a key from her bag.

“Sorry it’s such a mess, but please come in.”

“Th-thanks for having me over.”

She had called it “a mess”, but her room was as organized and tidy as he would expect from her.

He realized this was his first time in a girl’s room – idol or otherwise. That only made him more nervous and his heart pounded harder. He took deep breaths to calm himself and she gave him a strange look.

“Why are you standing in the entrance like that?”

“I-I was just realizing it was my first time in your room…”

“Come to think of it, it is. Hee hee. You can visit anytime you want.”

She gave him the gentle smile of an angel. He knew she was only being polite, but he still grinned at being told he could visit a popular idol’s home whenever he wanted.

“I have coffee, tea, and a bit of juice. What would you like?”

“Um, coffee please.”

“I will have that ready soon, so please have a seat.”

He was going crazy on the inside, but she placed her bag on a shelf and moved to the kitchen that faced the living room.

He followed her with his eyes and sat down on the sofa.

(Ugh, how am I supposed to relax?)

He thought it would be rude to stare, but he kept stealing glances over at her in the kitchen.

They were alone in her room late at night. Seeing an idol at home created a strange mixture of joy and nerves that he was not sure how to categorize.

“You must be hungry. This is only some bread I baked this morning, but you can have some if you like.”

Eventually, she brought out not just coffee but some bread, soup, and salad as well.

“Eh? You baked this? That’s incredible.”

“It’s nothing special. Bread is easy if you use a bread maker.”
He gave her a surprised look, but she smiled and downplayed it.

Still, he could tell she cooked a lot with how quickly and skillfully she threw together the salad. This was a side of her talents he had not seen before.

She had never mentioned it on the talk shows, so he doubted her fans knew about it either. This private look at her home life felt like a special prize to him.

“Thanks for the food.”

It was only a light meal, but eating her cooking was still exciting.

He had been too busy to eat anything since lunch, so he was delighted to get this late-night meal. It was all as good as it looked and it helped fill his empty stomach.

“Amiko-san, this is really good.”

“Hee hee. Really? I’m glad you like it. I still have more bread, so would you like more?”

“Are you sure? Y-yes please!”

“Wait just a moment.”

She smiled happily as he enjoyed her cooking and she soon returned from the kitchen with more bread and coffee. She sat on the floor across the low coffee table from him and sipped at some tea while watching him eat.

Just as he started drinking the coffee to relax after the meal, she began a conversation.

“All of the agency workers have been so busy lately, so I feel bad giving you this extra task to do.”

He realized she meant the milking.

It was true the agency had been dizzyingly busy ever since their debut. The small agency did not have many idols or workers, so they had all come down with Holstein Girls fever.

Junko and all the others had been working every single day to support the agency’s other idols as well, but Amiko and the Holstein Girls had been the busiest of all.

“Don’t feel bad. If you need something, I’m more than willing to help. But, um…are you sure you want me doing this?”
This was officially part of his job, but it still felt wrong to him.

“Of course. When we discussed it with each other, I was the first one to suggest you.”

“Eh? You were?”

That came as a surprise and she placed a bashful hand on the side of her hair as she nodded.

“I was. We thought it would be more fun to have someone do it for us, but when we were discussing who that could be, I realized we could use it as a way to thank you for everything you’ve done for us. I mean, you’ve been helping me so much ever since I was recruited by the agency.”

She seemed entirely earnest about this.

She had been recruited off the street when Junko was planning to put together a new busty idol group.

The agency had been understaffed at the time, so a part-timer like Tooru had been assigned to the new recruit.

Amiko had been a complete amateur, so it had all been new to her. She had felt blue when her dance lessons and voice training weren’t going well, so he had often helped cheer her up.

“Kurumi-san and Aika-san agreed with my choice because you have been helping them out for so long as well.”

“I see…”

She walked around the table on her knees and stared straight into his eyes. He felt like he would be absorbed by those beautiful eyes and he gasped at the eye contact from such close range.

There were other employees who had been around when she was first recruited, but it was him she had chosen to do this.

Seeing how serious she was about this, he realized now was not the time to let his embarrassment stop him.

If he didn’t do it, then she might get someone else to do it. He had no real right to feel this way, but he didn’t like the idea of anyone else milking her.

“Okay. If you’re sure, then just ask whenever you need some milking!”

“Really? Thank you so much.”

He gave a firm nod and she gave him a look of intense relief.

“Then are you willing to get started right away?”

She climbed on to the sofa and pressed her shoulder against his. The sweet scent coming from her brown hair made his heart race.

“Eh? Ehh? Right now?”
“Yes. I’ve needed it pretty bad all day. You didn’t think I invited you up her just to chat, did you?”

She crossed her arms below her chest to lift her breasts, accentuating their J-cup size through her black turtleneck sweater.

“I-I had an inkling.”

Those sweater puppies were so powerful he actually leaned away from them. She had such a gentle personality, overflowing with maternal kindness, but those breasts gave off powerful pheromones.

She had the unique sweet scent of a girl and an unbelievable figure. A popular idol was within arm’s reach and she was asking him to touch and milk her J-cup breasts, so Tooru felt dizzy from tension and arousal.

“Will you please milk my boobs?”

“I-I will.“

There was no way he could say no with the enormous mounds in her sweater mere centimeters from his face.

He gulped, worked up his nerve, reached out his trembling hands, and placed them on her chest.

“Hyah!”

The instant his fingertips touched them, they jiggled and a cute shriek left her mouth.

He jerked his hands back and apologized on reflex.

“S-sorry. Are you okay?”

“I’m fine. And I’m sorry too. They’re so sensitive when they need to be milked, so it surprised me.”

Her flushed cheeks grew even redder and she hung her head in embarrassment. She was older than him, but she looked so cute right now.

“I’ll be gentler this time.”

“No, don’t. You can’t milk them properly if you’re too gentle.”
She straightened her back and pushed her chest out toward him. The coconut-sized mounds in her black sweater were right in front of him again.

(Wow, her tits really are gigantic.)

He refocused his mind and gently touched her breasts from the front.

He spread his fingers as far as they would go but still could not fit the entire mounds in his hands. He gasped at their unbelievable size.

“Ah, nh…”

He gave them a squeeze and a seductive sigh escaped her full lips. She had said it was okay, but she twisted her body from the stimulation. The sexy behavior made his heart pound.

(Wow! How can they be so soft?)

He barely had to squeeze at all for them to change shape in his hands.

He could feel their weight in his hands and they felt so nice even through the sweater.

“Ahh, nhh…ahhn.”

Unbelievably sensual sounds left her and she squirmed on the couch as he played with her breasts. But she did not protest and even leaned toward him.

“Whoa…w-wow.”

That leaning pushed her breasts into his hands with her body weight, so his fingers sank into their softness.

One look at the online fan groups was enough to know that groping Amiko’s tits through her sweater was the kind of thing all the Holstein Girls fans around the country dreamed of doing. Knowing that it was him doing it made his heart beat all the faster.

“Ahh…w-wait, Tooru-san.”

Just as he was really getting into it, Amiko raised a scratchy protest and turned her damp eyes toward him.

“What’s wrong?”

“If you keep this up…my sweater will get all milky.”

Her cheeks flushed and she looked alternately between her chest and his face. She had said she needed to be milked pretty bad, so it was apparently close to coming out already.

“Oh, that’s a good point. Then…I guess you’ll have to take it off.”

“Yes, I will.”

He removed his hands and she pulled up the bottom of her sweater, revealing a waist shockingly skinny for the size of some other parts of her body.

She pulled it all the way up to her neck, letting him see her breasts contained inside a white bra with detailed floral stitching and frills. They looked ready to pop out at any moment and his eyes were drawn toward the deep cleavage.

(H-holy shit, they’re big!)

Her J-cups were the size of small watermelons and they were currently only covered by her bra. He had rarely seen boobs this nice even in porn or pin-up magazines, so his dick was already hard and throbbing in his pants.

He repeated “I’m just doing my job” over and over in his head, but he could not resist the urge to channel his inner Holstein Girls fan and touch Amiko’s titties directly.

“I’ll remove the bra too.”

The hook appeared to be on the back. He realized this was his first time ever removing a girl’s bra and he started to panic because he didn’t know how to do it.

He ended up just staring at the breasts bulging in the bra cups and noticed the sweat in the cleavage. The mounds looked ready to break free of the bra on their own.

Deciding it would be easier than reaching around to her back and fumbling with a hook he couldn’t see, he instead stuck his fingers between the J-cup bra and the breasts within.

“Oh…”

When he scooped up the breasts, they popped out of the bra.

With no more support, the coconut-like mounds spread a bit to either side but still seemed to defy gravity as they pushed out from her chest. His eyes were glued to the pink tips and the puffy areolae.

“Are you just going to stare, or are you going to milk them?”

Amiko sat on the sofa with the sweater pulled up enough to hide the bottom of her blushing face. She looked so cute he felt faint for a moment.

(A-Amiko-san, that is not playing fair.)
He fought the urge to hug her and worked to control himself.

“Sorry, but I have to see them to milk them. …Tell me if it hurts, okay?”
He took a deep breath to try and calm himself and then he slowly reached his hands toward her impressive J-cups.

Once he actually touched them, he could feel how smooth and warm the skin was and how meltingly soft the flesh inside was.

They had been soft enough through the sweater, but they felt so nice when he squeezed them directly he never wanted to let go again.

(B-boobs! I’m touching Amiko-san’s bare tits!)

His breathing grew heavy with arousal as he lifted them up and squeezed them together. The coconut-like mounds distorted lewdly in his fingers and the sweaty skin seemed to stick to his hands.

“Ahn, nhh…your hands are so warm.”

She trembled on the couch while baring just her breasts and heated sighs escaped her mouth when his fingers dug into them.

The sexy behavior further aroused him, so he felt like all his body’s blood was heating up.

“Are you okay? This doesn’t hurt?”
He had given Junko a shoulder massages before, but he had never massaged a girls’ breasts and definitely not milked them.

He had started fondling them as his instincts led him, but then he grew worried he shouldn’t be doing that.

“I am fine. It just feels good in a weird tingly way when you touch them…and the milk feels ready to come out.”

She nodded with her lower face hidden behind the sweater. She had said she needed to be milked all day, so those unbelievably large breasts had to be packed full of milk.

As he continued massaging those meltingly soft mounds, he felt the heavy things growing firmer.

“So you’re about to lactate?”

“I-I’m…nh…almost there.”

He had not been massaging them for long, but their skin was flushed, the pink areolae had swelled out, and the nipples were stiff and erect. The idol’s face was growing redder all the time and her hips squirmed below her as she endured the pleasure.

“Ah…nhh, the tips are…ahhhn.”

When he poked the noticeably-erect nipples, their stiffer sensation made a nice contrast to the soft breasts and she let out a moan an octave higher than before.

(Her nipples are really sensitive.)
Happy he had found her sweet spot, he gently pinched the nipples between thumb and forefinger while using the other fingers and the palm to grope and squeeze the mound as a whole.

Her tits were too big to fit in his hands, so he ended up focusing on the tips. But that was enough pleasure for her, so she moaned in a sweeter voice than he had ever heard from her.

“Th-that…feels so good. Ahh, nh…my boobs are on fire…th-the milk is about to come out.”

Hearing that, he gave her J-cups a squeeze, distorting their shape. The tips grew even more erect and he realized she was now squeezing her eyes shut to handle the pleasure.

“Ahh, yes, yess…nh!”

She suddenly stopped talking and arched her back in a way that pushed her breasts out toward him.

The next thing he knew, a wave of tremors ran through her body and a white spray came from the tips of her breasts.

“Wow! I-it’s really coming from your boobs.”

He had not doubted the idols, but he still found it amazing to see the milk coming from her breasts. In his surprise, he kept massaging them, sometimes harder and sometimes softer.

With each harder squeeze, more milk would spray from her J-cup milk tanks, so it soaked his hands and dripped down his wrists. It was all over his suit too, but he was too enchanted by the sensation he felt in his hands.

“O-oh, no…I got it all over you. Ahhn, wh-what a mess.”

She hung her head and curled up to endure the pleasure. Her brown hair shook and her shoulders kept trembling.

She actually seemed more amazed than him by how much milk had come out.

“Ah, ahh…your clothes…are soaked. Sorry, getting sprayed with someone’s milk must be so gross…”

But she was kind enough to think about him first and foremost. She reached over, grabbed a few tissues from the box on the coffee table, and started wiping up the milk.

“Not at all. But anyway, is your chest feeling better?”

“It is, thank you. All the pressure is gone now. Plus…it felt really good.”

She lowered her gaze while admitting the milking had brought her pleasure.

Meanwhile, her nipples were dripping milk like a leaky faucet, getting the bra hanging below them all wet.

“But it’s still coming out, isn’t it? I should milk it all out for you, shouldn’t I?”

He had been worried he wouldn’t be able to do it, but he was over that now.

Since he knew it helped her feel better (and feel good), he removed his suit jacket and rolled up his shirt sleeves in preparation to massage her breasts again.

“W-wait. Um, Tooru-san, if you don’t mind…”

Amiko made a suggestion while still holding the sweater up to bare her breasts.

“If you really don’t mind…I don’t want to get your suit or the sofa any wetter, so…um…could you maybe suck the milk out?”
“Eh? You mean suck your boobs?”
He had been so delighted to simply touch Holstein Girl Amiko’s tits that he had not even considered sucking them.

That allowed her request to catch him off guard.

“Well, this is also meant as a reward for you, so you don’t have to if it doesn’t appeal to you.”

She misinterpreted his response as one of reluctance, so she shook her head and tried to withdraw her request.

(Me…sucking Amiko-san’s tits?)

He was already living the dream of every Holstein Girls fan by milking them with his hands, but now she was asking him to wrap his lips around those swollen nipples and suck out the milk. He could not believe the thought never occurred to him this whole time.

“Are you kidding? I would love to do that!”

He excitedly lifted up her tits and sucked hard at the tips.

“Ahhn! E-ehh? So you’re into that, are you? Hyah, nhhh.”

He took the erect nipple and the whole areola in his mouth and sucked until Amiko tilted her head back and moaned. Her voice was even sweeter than before and her breathing heavier.

The sensitive response made his heart flutter, so he lost himself in sucking out all her milk.

“Of course! You should know all the weird crap guys fantasize about when it comes to breasts. That’s a big reason why the Holstein Girls are so popular.”

“Ahh, but milk seems like a step beyond that. Ahh, ahhn…it feels so good when you suck my boobs. The milk just won’t stop.”

Her J-cup milk tanks were indeed flowing with milk every time he squeezed and sucked at them. He alternated between sucking one and then the other soft mound while they jiggled like custard and he swallowed all of the milk.

“Y-yes…that’s so good. Nh, I never realized being milked…could feel so good. Ah, ahh…”

As he sucked her sensitive nipples and her built-up milk sprayed out, the idol girl was overwhelmed with pleasure. Her hips squirmed below her and sexual sighs flowed endlessly from her full lips.

“Nh, gulp, gulp…your milk tastes great.”

He enjoyed how her boobs felt in his hands as he milked them. It aroused him so much to know every Holstein Girls fan wanted to do this but only he got to.

“Nh, ahhn…y-you’re sucking them so hard…nhhh!”

The pleasure was so powerful it drained her strength, so she wobbled unsteadily and nearly collapsed backwards as Tooru sucked at her breasts.

But he continued massaging her tits and sucking out the milk.

“Ah, ahh, ah…ahh, I’m cumming. I’m actually going to cum.”

She could no longer fight the pleasure, so she sank back into the sofa, making it look like Tooru had pushed her onto her back to have his way with her breasts.

He knew this pose made it hard to insist he was only milking her as part of his job, but he was past caring about that with the flavor of her milk filling his mouth. Now that she was lying on her back, her breasts spread a bit to either side, but he grabbed them in his hands and pushed them together so he could more easily move his lips from nipple to nipple.

“Don’t fight it. Let out everything you have built up inside you.”

“O-okay…I’m going to cum…cum really hard.”

She placed her arms around his neck and pulled his head in against her chest. She sounded so cute moaning and begging for more, so his arousal had long since reached its peak.

He dug all ten fingers into the mounds, rolled the stiff nipples around with his tongue, and sucked out all the milk that erupted out.

“Ahh! My boobs…my boobs are cummiiiiiiiiiiiiiing!!”

Her arms tensed, squeezing him against her, and she screamed louder than he could have imagined for her.

At the same time, more milk squirted from her breasts than before. The one he was sucking on shot it into his mouth and the other one created a milk fountain in the air above them while her entire body trembled due to something welling up from deep within her.

(Eh? She really did cum?)

He was surprised by the intense reaction, but he also made sure to drink up all of the milk flowing out.

He sucked each tit in turn, getting out all the milk built up within her, so the flow of milk finally stopped.

By then, his lips, the rest of his face, and even his shirt were soaked with milk.

“Pant, pant…ahh, nh…T-Tooru-san…”

After achieving orgasm from stimulation to her breasts alone, Amiko was breathing heavily, her chest rising and falling. Each heated breath sent a wave of jiggling through her breasts that glistened sexily with milk and saliva.

“Are you okay? Does your chest feel better now?”

“So much better…nh, sorry. That felt so good I still feel kind of loopy.”

The idol girl gave him a spellbound look with melted eyes.

Tooru had been worried he wouldn’t be able to milk a girl’s breasts, but he had successfully gotten all the milk out of Amiko.

“Phew. I’m glad to hear it.”

He reluctantly let go of her breasts and started to sit up.

“W-wait! We’re not done yet!”

But when she noticed, she put her arms around his neck again and refused to let go.

She pulled his face into the marshmallow cushions on her chest and his heart pounded painfully hard at the happy warmth and softness he felt.

“Whoa! Wh-what do you mean we’re not done? You just said your chest was feeling better now.”

“And I am…but what about you?”

Her flushed face angled down and he followed her gaze.

“Eh? Oh, um…”

He immediately realized what she meant. While sucking her tits to milk her, his penis had grown rock hard in his pants. And he had been so focused on the milking hat he had failed to notice that he was rubbing the swollen bulge against her thigh.

“Sorry! This is only a biological reaction, so, um, it doesn’t mean I was, uh…”

He tried to find a way to get out of this one, but he quickly realized that was a fool’s errand. Besides, the arms around his neck were not about to let him go.

“Calm down, Tooru-san. I’m not mad. It’s only natural for a guy to get hard doing this.”

“True.”
He looked up with his face still buried in her cleavage and found a horny smile on her face.

“Yes. And after you made me feel so good, it seems unfair to not return the favor.”

“W-wait, what’s that supposed to mean?”
This was all happening so suddenly he had to ask what she really meant.

And she slowly opened her mouth with her face still flushed bright.

“I’m saying I want you…to do more to me than just milk me.”

“Wh-what!? You can’t be serious about this. I mean…I’m your manager, so that wouldn’t be appropriate.”

He could not believe what he was hearing.

“I don’t care if you’re my manager! Ever since I was new at the agency and didn’t think I could succeed at any of it, you have worked tirelessly to support me and I’ve wanted to repay you for that.” The look on her face told him she was deadly serious about all of this. “You’re also constantly pitching a tent in your pants watching us perform or just hang around in our costumes, so I thought I could help give you some relief there.”

“I-I’m not sure I would say constantly.”

He tried to hide that reaction whenever he could, but the three Holstein Girls always seemed to notice. He was embarrassed by it, but he couldn’t deny it either.

“We’re both in the mood now that you’ve milked me, so please…won’t you make love to me?”

Amiko tended to prioritize other people’s opinions over her own. She had never troubled any of the agency employees with a selfish demand. She was kind and considerate to everyone and she always put others above herself.

He was fast discovering that was her approach to sex as well. She enjoyed using her body to satisfy other people’s desires.

But an agency worker having a relationship with one of the idols was one of the biggest taboos there was. It would lead to a major scandal that would cause Junko and the agency endless trouble.

“I’m sorry, but it would be inappropriate.”

“Don’t worry. It’s really not that big a deal if we use protection.”

She reached into her pocket, pulled out an officially branded Holstein Girls condom (Tooru still felt Junko had gone too far with that licensing deal), and held up the package with her own face printed on it.

“How the hell am I supposed to resist when you do that!?”

“You’re not supposed to. Which is why I did it.”

Once he finally gave in, he embraced her and her drooping eyes lowered as she happily embraced him back.

Her sweet scent and pleasant warmth filled him with bliss.

“Are you sure you want to have sex? You won’t regret it?”

“Yes, of course. I’ve wanted to repay you like this for a while now. You’re just so shy it’s been hard to find an opportunity.”

She smiled, shut her eyes, and leaned her head back to offer her lips to him.

It was all happening so fast he couldn’t organize his thoughts, but he did know he wanted her badly and that he couldn’t fight it any longer.

“A-Amiko-san…”

“Nhh…Tooru-san.”

As they exchanged light kisses, she stuck out her tongue. He opened his own mouth to accept the soft and sticky thing and they tangled tongues from there.

(Wow, I’m kissing Amiko-san. And with tongue. I’m making out with a super popular idol.)

He had now enjoyed the breasts, milk, and lips that tens of thousands of fans dreamed about.

His penis was painfully erect in his pants and the crotch of his boxers was soaked with precum. Thinking he was about to put that inside her aroused him more than he had known was possible.

“Amiko-san, I’m going to remove your underwear.”

He gathered all of the knowledge he had gained from porn videos and manga and focused on the leadup to sex while he gently placed his hands on her thighs. Then he moved his hands up below her skirt.

“Oh, how exciting.”

He suppressed his racing heart and pulled up her skirt to reveal her bare thighs and then her white panties that matched her bra. The crotch was already soaked, forming a large stain.

The milking must have aroused her. The confirmation of how much she had enjoyed it made him happy.

“Okay, I’m going to put it in.”

He quickly stripped off his pants and underwear, pulled out his erect penis, and put on the cow print condom. He was reluctant to remove the proof of her arousal, so he only slid the crotch to the side, stretching out and snapping a thread of nectar connecting back to her wet labia.

After climaxing from the milking, her pussy was already drooling and throbbing with desire.

“Please do. Make love to me.”

When her full lips clearly stated her desire, it aroused him so much he thought it would fry his brain.

His unchained desire took control of his body, pushing past his concern about treating her too roughly and pressing the tip of his dick against her slit.

“Ahn…i-it’s so hot.”

The two organs made a sticky sound as they touched through the condom and Amiko moaned quietly.

Then her hot and wet labia sucked at his swollen penis head, spreading sweet, tingling pleasure across his crotch.

“Khh! H-huh?”
He regained enough control to only move his hips slowly, but his dick slipped on the love juices and only rubbed along the slit instead of entering it.

“Ahh, nhh! Tooru-san, a little…lower than that. Yes, around there.”

She placed a hand on his penis and guided it toward her vagina. The kindness she showed even now filled his heart with warmth.

She would probably help him through the entire process if he let her, but his pride as a man would not let him do that.

“Thanks. I can handle it this time.”

He tried to act like he knew what he was doing despite being a virgin and he held the base of his dick in place while taking aim and pushing his hips forward again.

He ended up using too much force and his young penis was swallowed deeper inside her soft and hot vagina than he had intended. He felt the nectary flesh rubbing against the shaft through the thin condom and it felt so good he thought he might blow his load already.

And when he pushed his full length inside her…

“Ahh, ahhn…ahhhhhhhhhhhn!”

Amiko’s gentle smile parted to release a loud moan while she arched her back.

“Oh, god! You’re so warm and soft inside and it feels amazing!”

“Th-thank you…”

When he praised her vagina, she blushed.

He blushed too when he realized what he had said.

“Oh, um…so what about you? Is it good for you?”

“It is wonderful. Especially knowing I’m finally repaying you for everything you’ve done for me.”

“Amiko-san…”

She wrapped her arms around his neck and smiled. She also placed her legs around his hips to keep him from leaving her.

She looked up at him with damp eyes and whispered sweetly.

“Nh, I’m fine…so keep going. Feel my body and enjoy it.”

“…!? Okay.”

He slowly moved his hips just like she had asked. Her vaginal flesh warmly embraced his penis like it was an extension of her gentle personality and the sexual friction between them provided so much pleasure through the condom he thought he was going to climax already.

His entire body shook from his first taste of a vagina and he slowly sped up his thrusting while suppressing the urge to ejaculate.

“Y-yes…ah…nh, ahh…I can feel you…moving in my vagina…ah, ahh.”

She had experienced so much pleasure from the milking that she had produced a lot of love juices, so the rubbing of their sexual organs filled the room with a lewd sticky sound.

He felt an urge to thrust with all his might so he could enjoy her pussy as much as possible, but he suppressed that to avoid blowing his load too soon. He instead tried to remain gentle and listened to the heated sighs coming from her mouth.

“Ah, ahh…you’re rubbing so deep…nh.”

“Kh…it’s so hot inside you…it’s so good!”

The tension gradually left her face and her usual sweet smile returned. Pleased by that and hoping to pleasure her more, he reached for her breasts while continuing to move his hips.

“Hyah! Ah, ahh…i-if you touch my boobs now…the milk will start up again…nh, ahh.”

He enjoyed their marshmallow softness in his hands until white milk oozed from the tips.

“Wow, you still have milk left in there?”

“Sorry…ahn, but it feels so good…hh, so I can’t help it.”

She twisted her body in pleasure, causing her breasts to jiggle delightfully in his hands.

“Then just accept the pleasure.”

He slowly moved his hips and sucked at her tits.

“Ahhhhhn! M-my boobs…ah, ahh! Nhhh!”

Her breasts really were sensitive. Her entire body trembled when he sucked at an erect nipple and the areola around it and when he rolled it around with his tongue.

The sweet flavor of milk spread through his mouth, further firing up his arousal.

“Ahh, Amiko-san! This feels amazing!”

Overjoyed at having sex for the first time, he enjoyed more of her J-cups and their milk and he gradually sped up his hips.

“Ah! Ahh! Nh…my boobs and my pussy…ahn, at the same time? I’ll go crazy!”

The sticky rubbing of love juices and the slapping of skin on skin was joined by Amiko’s loud moaning and echoed around the room.

It was weirdly satisfying to see gentle Amiko acting like this due to him.

(Damn…I really am about to cum.)

Her vagina squeezed tight as he sucked at her breasts, so it felt like it was trying to milk his dick. And it kept rubbing against his dick the entire time.

The warmth and squeezing was something he had never felt while masturbating, so it quickly pushed him over the edge.

“Ahh, nh…y-you’re hitting me deep inside… If you keep this up…ah, ahhn…I-I’ll cum again.”

She moaned sweetly with nectar flowing endlessly from her vagina and soaking both their crotches.

And her nipples were releasing just as much milk as he spread his fingers wide to grope and squeeze them.

He sucked up that strong milk, massaged her tits, and thrusted his hips. He was past the point of staying gentle, so he pushed his cock inside her as far as he could to enjoy the vaginal flesh within.

“Khh…I-I’m about to cum too!”

“Ahn, ahn! Really? Nh, ahh…Tooru-san, kiss me…please kiss me…kiss me and hold me tight…ahhhn!”

When he said his climax was close, she nodded back with her flushed face.

She could not stop the heated breaths from escaping her lips, but she tried to keep her lips shut and asked him to kiss her. She looked so cute he just had to release her nipple and press his milky lips against hers.

“Ahhn…nh…more…harder…nh.”

They exchanged kisses and she was the first to open her mouth and tangle her tongue with his.

He was making out with the famous idol while massaging her milky tits and thrusting his erection inside her pussy.

He had never felt so aroused and he could not at all fight the rising urge to ejaculate.

“Pwah! Ahh, I’m cumming! I can’t stop it!!”

He had greedily pursued desire instead of pacing himself, so he reached his limit in no time. No, he may have lasted fairly long for a virgin.

“M-me too! I’m going to go crazy…ah, ahhhn! Please don’t try to stop it! Cum when you want to!!”

“Khhh! O-okay!”

His hips trembled from the fiery urge rising up his urethra and he continued thrusting inside her vagina on pure instinct. Her vagina squeezed at his dick, providing more pleasure than he could ever resist.

He was so glad she had offered him the condom because he wasn’t sure he could have pulled out right now even if he had to.

“Nhhhh…ahhh, y-you’re hitting me so deep…i-it’s incredible…ah, ahhn!”

Hearing that, he squeezed her jiggling tits and pushed his hips forward like it was a finishing blow. Then a white fog filled his vision.

Semen exploded out toward her womb, filling the tip of the condom.

“Ahh! Ahh…ahn, I’m cumming! I-I’m cumming tooooooo!”

When he ejaculated, she arched her back and trembled wildly.

And despite how much milk he had sucked out earlier, milk erupted from her J-cups like they were twin fountains.

“Ahh, my milk…ah, ahhn…w-won’t stop. It feels so good I can’t think…”

A blank expression appeared on her face after she orgasmed and she breathed a sweet sigh as she enjoyed the carnal pleasure. Her bangs were plastered to her sweaty forehead and her tits jiggled sexily like custard on a plate as she tried to catch her breath.

(Ahh…that felt so good.)

Once the ejaculation finally ended, he pulled out of her and removed the condom, marveling at the amount of cum inside it.

For a while, only their breathing could be heard in the room. Neither said a word, but it was not at all awkward. In fact, it was quite pleasant since they had just had such intense sex.

“Um, Tooru-san…will you be returning to the office?”

The one to break the bittersweet silence was Amiko. She embraced him, still blushing.

“Well, if I completed the paperwork first thing in the morning…I guess I don’t have to.”

“Then please spend the night here. I want to be with you all night long. And I have plenty more condoms back in my bedroom.”

She begged him with her lips still wet with saliva and her breasts still wet with milk, so she looked so cute he thought his heart would stop.

“I-I could do that…”

“Really? Then let’s take a bath…and then I want you to make love to me in bed.”

He nodded and she smiled like an angel.

Seeing that bright smile filled him with so much happiness he forgot all about his guilt over sleeping with one of the agency’s idols.