Cracking open a cold one with the boys - Part One

Antonia pulled up on the drive and stepped out of her car, tugging the hem of her sun-dress back down her thick thighs as she did so. Walking up to the door she felt acutely conscious of how heavy with milk her enormous breasts felt, painfully bouncing from side to side with each along the path. She quickly checked her nipples had leaked any milk into her dress and satisfied hang the bell.

After a few moments a woman appeared to answer the door, greeting her with a warm smile. Antonia took in the delicate wrinkles around her eyes and realised with shock this might be the oldest woman she'd ever met, perhaps as old as 50!

“Hello, is it Antonia?”
“Yes, that's right. The agency said you need a child attendant for the afternoon?”
“Wonderful, yes, your right on time, please come in. You can put your bag on the side there.”

The woman introduced herself as Patrician, and lead her into a large and gorgeously outfitted kitchen. From the huge double-ovens, chrome appliances to the special climate controlled cabinets with premium cured thighs hung in them, Antonia could only marvel at the style and elegance displayed. It was slightly goggling to think of a family that ate so much breast meat they needed their own frap-maker.

“I got my papers today and have to report to the processing plant for harvesting immediately - I've actually started my menopause you know, so no point try forestall the inevitable any further. The boy’s Father has been away on business, won't be back till 5pm tonight, so we need someone to attend to their needs until then. Let me call them through to introduce you.”
Patricia pulled open the large friend doors, admitting both a blast of the summer heat and the sounds of boisterous play.

“Harvey! Oscar! Luke! Come to the kitchen boys!”
Within moments three boys came tearing across the large garden lawn, hurdling discarded toys and flower beds. They skittered to a halt on the patio, breathing hard.

“Boys, this is Antonia, she'll be attending to anything you need until your Father comes home. He will get back at 5pm, so she needs to last you until then. I'm reporting for processing, I've arranged for my cuts to be delivered tonight so remind your Father, I don't want him just ordering take-out.”

The boys choruses their agreement and she gave each of them a quick kiss goodbye before they ran off back into the sunshine, none of them looking back.

“Goodness Mrs Wexler, I don't think I've ever seen 3 boys in the same room together. Are they all yours?”
“Yes indeed my dear, the secret of my longevity. Daniel always hoped I'd provide him with another, but other than them it was all daughters”
“Ah I see, are there any girls around too today?”
“Well if this was 6 months ago there would be several dozen from Daniel's other wives and breeders, but the boys are reaching that age where they become easily bored – the house has been feeling rather empty to be honest.”

Antonia walked her employer out onto the front drive way.

“How old are they can I ask?”
“Harvey is 13, Oscar is 12 and Luke is 10. Well, I have to be going now if I want a chance of being dinner, if anything comes up there's a phone number for the neighbours on the cork board and a couple if meat girls in the pantry your free to try and distract them with if you like."

“Er, thank you Mrs Wexler, good luck at the plant.”

And with that Mrs Wexler was gone leaving Antonia to return to the house. In the kitchen the boys perched on stools at the breakfast counter, kicking their legs back and forth.

“Antonia, we're thirsty, can we have something to drink please?” It was the tallest boy -presumably Harvey - who had spoken, and she smiled at him, impressed by his good manners.

“Of course boys, what would you like; some juice, water?”
“Breast milk please.”
“Of course.” But as she reached for the fridge the middle one -Oscar- corrected her.

“We always have fresh squeezed. The Milker is over there.” Oscar pointed at a gleaming and complicated device set up on the island's granite counter-top.
Antonia felt a little flutter of her heart, we’re these charming boys trying to trick her into putting her beloved breasts into a tit-cutter or similar. Her suspicions were allayed as young Luke started loading chilled glasses and Ice cubes from the refrigerator into the device and asked his brothers if they wanted a flavoured syrup added. Antonia moved to the other side of the machine, and examined more closely the twin opening that were clearly meant to receive her breasts. Apparently the device sensed her presence, and with a mechanical whirr it raised the aperture to a comfortable height.

She hesitated.

“let me help you.” Offered Harvey brightly, and he and Luke slipped quickly behind her. Before she had time to object their hands were on the straps of her sundress, slipping them off her shoulders. It was all she could do to catch them and hold it to her waist before the brothers managed to strip her completely naked.

Small warm hands roamed across her swaying FF cup breasts, making her cheeks flush with heat. Gliding across her soft skin they began tugging and teasing on her nipples, quickly drawing forth the first squirts of milk into their waiting mouths. Reluctantly Antonia shuffled forwards and placed her fat puppies into the waiting machine whilst the children secure a belt around her waist to hold her in place. With a throbbing hum she felt the glass cups of the milker start to apply their tantalising suction to her nipples, and she sighed with relief as that uncomfortable swollenness began to subside. Between her legs she felt a new part of the machine slide into place and fasten itself against her pussy, she twisted to try an see what was happening, but was held to firmly in place.

With a quick and efficient sounding snip she felt her panties you slack around her hips and fall half way to the floor, clearing the way for a third cup with latch on to her pussy and begin to harvest the wetness she hadn't even realised was there. Oscar was still stood behind her and started to gently stroke her expansive backside, cooing reassuringly to her. Antonia pondered how rare it must be considering the gender demographics for one female to have the undivided attention of 3 males. Even if they were just boys, it must be very rare indeed! She surrendered to the pleasant sensations and settled into the device's embrace. After a few short minutes it was done and Luke distributed her bounty.

“Three breast-milkshakes: gross banana flavour for Harvey, Pussy flavour for Luke, and delicious Strawberry for me!”

They waited until they'd finished their drinks before letting her out.

End of part one.