[COM] Nicole’s Moo Bar

A commission for Queenchikkibug starring her OC Nicole (better known as Kummie) running a cow girl themed bar with CailenCrow's Kirkland (also known as Blue) being one of her customers.

Contains: M/F, cow girl, big breasts, lactation, throatfuck, vaginal sex.

Enjoy!

Nicole’s Moo Bar

‘Nicole’s Moo Bar, hm?’ A pale man in a blue pinstriped suit mused as he regarded the simple wooden sign cut in the shape of a cartoon-ish cow head above the door. ‘I don’t recall seeing this place before.’ He added with a raised eyebrow.

He contemplated simply moving on, but curiosity finally won out and the man in blue entered this “Moo Bar”. His arrival was announced by the jingling of the bell that hung from the door and as he hung his hat from the coat rack near the entrance he became aware of footsteps in the distance and cast a glance at the bar. Nobody had come out to greet him yet. But behind it, he noticed the numerous bottles on the shelf. There was some alcohol, thankfully, but it was hard to spot them between all those bottles of milk.

‘Well, at least I can get something normal to drink.’ The man in blue mused as he approached one of the stools lined up before the bar.

Just as he was about to sit down, the person he had heard move around when he first entered actually came from the back. Accompanied by the sound of the jingling cowbell that hung from the choker on her neck. The woman that approached had flawless, chocolate coloured skin and hair of a rich dark brown that fell to her hips. When she saw him, her stunning mahogany brown eyes narrowed nastily while her full lips stretched in an impish grin. Drawing his eyes to the little beauty mark that was visible just above the right side of her mouth.

But what stood out the most about her was her attire.

A black hair band was visible from which two small bovine horns protruded with matching cow-like ears that covered her actual ears. This was hardly the only part of her uniform, however. A white T-shirt was stretched over her impressive chest and had the “Moo Bar” logo emblazoned on it with blue letters, the letters “M” and “R” curving slightly thanks to the size of her chest. While reading the lettering, it wasn’t hard to miss that the shirt itself was sheer enough to see a cow-patterned bikini top through it. He was tempted to stare longer, but was dragged back to reality by the sound of a throat being cleared.

‘So, Big Boy Blue,’ The woman in the cow get-up mused teasingly. ‘What can I get for you?’ She asked as she leaned forward, resting her huge breasts on top of her bar.

‘It’s Kirkland, actually.’ The man in blue said by way of introduction, as he combed through his long blue hair somewhat self consciously. ‘And what would you recommend?’ He asked curiously.

‘Nicole,’ The bartender said by way of introduction. ‘And I believe I have just the thing for you!’ She added as she spun around and reached for one of the bottles.

Nicole, Kirkland repeated mentally. The name seemed familiar, but his brain just didn’t seem to want to register it. Perhaps because his pale blue eyes were currently drawn to the way in which Nicole’s bulging asscheeks were peeking out from her tiny blue shorts. A teeny black thong and a waving cow tail also peeked out from the small blue garment. When he realized he had been staring again, Kirkland quickly turned away before Nicole had the chance to spin around. Although one last thought did flash through his mind.

How did they manage to make that tail look so life-like?

He still pondered the thought when Nicole poured him a glass. Without thinking Kirkland grabbed the glass that was placed before him and took a long, deep drink. He nearly spat it back out when it wasn’t what he had expected.

‘This is milk!’ Kirkland sputtered.

‘Well…yeah’ Nicole replied, while pointing at the emblem stretched across her impressive chest.

‘I was hoping you would recommend something a little more…alcoholic.’ Kirkland stated, while he tried very hard not to stare at Nicole’s breasts.

‘Aww…really?’ Nicole asked with a theatrical pout, and Kirkland nodded. ‘But this milk is my own!’ Nicole announced cheerfully as she proudly placed her hands on her hips. ‘Perhaps it’ll taste better fresh?’

‘Excuse me?’ Kirkland muttered as he blinked in confusion, but Nicole didn’t seem to be listening to him.

‘…but I don’t want to have to go all the way back to the milk machines,’ Nicole muttered, clearly talking to herself. But then, she seemed to be hit with an idea. ‘Oh! I know, you’re going to like this, Blue!’ Nicole teased, glancing at Kirkland’s hair and suit as she gave him his new nickname.

Kirkland simply watched, curious, as Nicole easily guzzled down the rest of the milk that remained in his cup before she shoved it aside. Then, she picked up a shot glass and slammed  it down loudly on the bar while she glanced at Kirkland with those big brown eyes of hers and smiled impishly. Once the shot glass was in place, she did something Kirkland hadn’t expected. With one smooth movement, she pulled her shirt over her head and revealed the cow patterned bikini top she wore underneath.

‘What are you doing?’ Kirkland asked, clearly confused as he glanced from Nicole’s face to the large, chocolate coloured globes that threatened to escape her top.

‘Shush, Blue!’ Nicole replied, impish grin still on her lips as she reached back.

Kirkland’s eyes widened when Nicole’s top fell off and her large breasts were freed, sagging down just slightly due to their weight. They were capped with dark nipples that hardened underneath Kirkland’s gaze and he didn’t miss how droplets of white started to form and dribbled down her big, brown jugs. Sure that she had Kirkland’s attention, Nicole pushed her left nipple into the shot glass and gave it a little squeeze.

The little glass practically overflowed after that little squeeze, yet Nicole was slow in pulling away. She made a little “Oops!” sound, but otherwise her eyes remained on Kirkland’s face which was no doubt bright red, if the heat he felt emanate from his cheeks was any indication.

‘Would you like at that mess!’ Nicole muttered theatrically, chastising herself as she brought her nipples as close to her mouth as she could and slowly ran her tongue over it. When she realized Kirkland was staring, she cocked a curious eyebrow. ‘What are you waiting for, Blue? It’s freshly milked. I don’t do this for everyone, you know?’

Kirkland swallowed hard as he glanced from Nicole to the shot glass overflowing with milk before he swiped it off the counter and drank it all down with one big gulp. He actually seemed to catch Nicole off guard with this as he noticed her eyes widen. But after he slammed the shot glass back down on the bar, that confident smirk of hers was back on her face.

‘Another happy customer.’ Nicole mused. Grin widening as she watched Kirkland produce a handkerchief from his chest pocket to wipe his mouth.

‘It was…adequate.’ Kirkland admitted, trying to ignore the heat he felt coming from his cheeks. ‘But now I would really like to sample some of your alcohol.’ He added, trying his damndest to not break eye contact with Nicole.

Nicole, did not seem to be finished teasing him just yet, however. As she glanced at the handsome, well-dressed man with the roguish scar over his eye she wondered just how far she could take things…Before instantly deciding that she wanted to find out just that. It was a slow night, anyway.

‘Still the interest in booze, huh?’ Nicole sighed theatrically and Kirkland rose a curious eyebrow in response. ‘With this place being called a “Moo Bar” it really won’t do if milk is the less popular option…’ Nicole continued, seemingly talking more to herself than to Kirkland. ‘Perhaps if I let people drink straight from the “tap”?’ Nicole asked.

It was fortunate that Nicole hadn’t poured him another drink yet, or Kirkland would have spat it out all over the bar. As it were now, his reaction to Nicole’s suggestion was rather subdued. But since they were the only ones in the bar at the moment, it was impossible for the topless cowgirl to miss the sputtering sound Kirkland had made.

‘Oh, do you want to give it a try, Blue?’ Nicole cooed as she once again flashed her impish grin. ‘Drinking from straight from the “tap”, I mean?’ She added as she leaned over the bar far enough to have her huge jugs capped with those leaky nipples jiggle back and forth in front of Kirkland’s face.

At first, Kirkland did nothing. He felt like a deer caught in the headlights as he watched those brown orbs sway hypnotically. When he finally regained control of his faculties his mouth suddenly felt very dry, even though he had emptied a shot glass of milk only a few moments ago. Reasoning that he was thirsty and Nicole was offering, as well as being convinced of the fact that nobody else would be walking in, Kirkland decided to take the topless cowgirl up on her offer.

Nicole released a little moan when Kirkland’s lips wrapped around one of her stiff nipples. He gave a single experimental suck at first, gauging the topless cow girl’s reaction. When another pleased moan came from Nicole, Kirkland began to suck a little harder. As he got more into it, Kirkland’s pale cheeks started to hollow and he instinctively pawed at the huge breast Nicole had presented to him and gently began to squeeze the soft brown globe. Forcing more milk from the nipple in his mouth.

‘Oh yeah…’ Nicole moaned. ‘Definitely adding milk “straight from the tap” to the menu!’ She gasped as she grabbed the back of Kirkland’s head and pulled him closer.

It became tough to breathe for Kirkland now that his nose, and the rest of his face, had practically been pushed into Nicole’s soft breast. His hands released the soft orb and instead grabbed onto the cow girl’s waist as he attempted to push her away. Unfortunately, the frantic sucking on her nipple caused by the fact that Kirkland had trouble breathing only served to arouse Nicole further as her thick, shapely legs started to shake ever so slightly. Only after a short, soft squeal had passed the cow girl’s lips did she release Kirkland’s head.

‘Sorry about that, Blue!’ Nicole apologized, though once again she was smiling deviously. ‘It’s just that those lips and hands of yours are far, farbetter than that cold pump we have out back.’

‘I am perfectly fine, I assure you.’ Kirkland replied as he produced his handkerchief once again and cleaned his face as best as he could. ‘Now, what do I owe you for drinking straight from the tap like that?’ He asked, clearly hoping to settle the bill and leaving before doing anything that he might regret the next morning.

‘Oh, nothing…’ Nicole purred. ‘In fact, I should be paying you for helping me come up with such a terrific idea for my business here!’ She added happily. ‘Still, before I see you off perhaps I should milk you!’ The cowgirl cooed just as Kirkland got up and she got an eyeful of his bulging slacks.

‘Excuse me?’ Kirkland asked with a cocked eyebrow.

‘Oh…y’know?’ Nicole replied with a raised eyebrow of her own as she stuck out her tongue and made a “jerking off” motion with her hand.

Kirkland swallowed audibly and took one last glance at the door over his shoulder. However, lust clearly beat common sense as he faced Nicole again and gave a single, sharp nod. ‘Alright.’ He croaked, mouth once again feeling very dry.

Nicole happily clasped her hands together before she slammed them down on the bar and knocked aside any bottles and glasses still standing there. Kirkland glanced at the glassware that had been knocked aside with mild confusion for a moment before Nicole recaptured his attention as she hopped on the bar. She did this facing away from him. First planting her impressive rear, barely contained in her shorts, on the piece of furniture and then lying down on her back.

‘Well?’ Nicole cooed, her head hanging approximately at the level of Kirkland’s crotch now. ‘What are you waiting for?’ She added and opened her mouth wide.

By now, she no longer had to ask twice as Kirkland rapidly unbuckled his belt and dropped his slacks. Nicole’s eyes widened as his fat, pale shaft came swinging out. While grumbling something about filthy floors Kirkland kicked his slacks away as they bunched up around his ankles and approached Nicole, not even hesitating as he aimed his shaft at her opened mouth and shoved it down her throat.

For her part, Nicole took his fat cock without so much as a gag. Evidently pleased by this, Kirkland laid his hands on Nicole’s huge breasts and gave them a little squeeze. Her hard nipples poked into the palms of his hands as milk spilled out from them and Nicole moaned around the hard dick in her mouth. Kirkland grunted too and shoved his hips forwards, intent of burying every last inch of his member down the cowgirl’s, now bulging, throat. Neither Kirkland or Nicole seemed to be hampered in the least by the choker with the cowbell hanging from it clasped around the bar owner’s neck.

Saliva flew from the corners of Nicole’s mouth as Kirkland moved himself forwards and she couldn’t help but breathe loudly through her nose. A sound that became louder as Kirkland’s balls were draped over her face and partially obscured her nose. Nicole became vaguely aware of hot precum being shot down her throat now that she had succeed in taking Kirkland’s shaft down to the base, but she had no time to linger as the pale man began to move his hips.

Pretty soon Kirkland’s hands were soaked with milk as he continued to squeeze Nicole’s breasts while he hammered his cock down her throat. Meanwhile the cowgirl’s own face was being soaked by a mixture of her own saliva and his precum as soft, meaty slapping sounds resounded through the bar as Kirkland’s balls continued to smack against Nicole’s forehead due to how ferociously he was fucking her face. But all the while, the owner of the bar was moaning around Kirkland’s cock in pleasure. It appeared Nicole could take anything Kirkland could dish out, and was eager for more…

But while Nicole could still take more, Kirkland had just about reached his limit. With a dark groan he pushed his hips all the way forwards one last time. And where normally his balls would slap against Nicole’s forehead, now they were drawn taut over his testicles as hot, creamy cum blasted down the cowgirl’s throat with quite a bit of force. Kirkland watched how Nicole’s throat seemed to bulge outwards even further as she drank down his sperm and wondered how the band of the choker she was wearing hadn’t snapped yet. As he imagined this happening, Kirkland felt his member, which should have been exhausted by now, twitch in the bar owner’s tight throat.

‘Guess…’ Nicole croaked when Kirkland pulled his still erect dick from her throat in one smooth movement. ‘…I haven’t quite finished “milking” you yet.’ She added with a sly smile. ‘Why don’t you come around to the other side of the bar?’ She asked.

So that was exactly what Kirkland did. He removed his suit jacket and dress shirt as he circled around and tossed them over one of the stools close to him. Meanwhile, the cowgirl was busy trying to wiggle her way out of her shorts without sliding off the bar. Fortunately, when Kirkland was close enough he was only too happy to aid her and began to slide the small blue garment down her thick thighs and shapely calves together with her tiny black thong. As he did, strings of lubrication that had been attached to Nicole’s thong snapped and splattered onto her brown skin. Showing Kirkland just how aroused his treatment of her breasts and throat had gotten her.

Nicole’s tail waved back and forth lazily as her shorts came off, Kirkland apparently hadn’t realized that it wasn’t a part of her uniform, and she spread her legs wide. Kirkland eyed the cowgirl’s pink pussy as more strings of her liquid arousal snapped and ran down her legs. Spotting the hungry look in Kirkland’s eyes, Nicole said nothing. She simply beckoned him closer with the index finger of her left hand while using her right hand to grab onto the edge of the bar.

Kirkland merely nodded sternly in response as he grabbed onto Nicole’s legs and shoved his hips forwards. Nicole cried out as Kirkland’s thick length invaded her soaked, sensitive pussy. It made the world go white for a moment as pleasure washed over her, and she was glad that she had been holding onto the edge of the bar then. Kirkland hadn’t missed Nicole’s pleased reaction and this time he was the one smirking as he pushed his hips forwards again. Nicole tried to stifle a moan, but the muffled sound still managed to reach Kirkland’s ears.

Smirk widening Kirkland brought his face close Nicole’s breasts and pulled his hands away from her legs. Instead, he pushed the large, soft orbs together. Close enough so that he could fit his mouth around both of her hard, milk-leaking nipples. Another moan passed the cowgirl’s lips in response to that, and Kirkland’s eyes glimmered impishly as he glanced up at her.

His hands then grabbed Nicole’s waist and he began to move his hips. Slowly and tenderly, the complete opposite of the way in which he had used the cowgirl’s throat. After awhile, he could feel Nicole’s legs wrap around his middle as she pulled him closer towards her. Although it was hard to see much from his current position, what with the way he was sucking on her nipples, it was hard for Kirkland to miss how Nicole’s cheeks had darkened somewhat. In embarrassment, perhaps?

Yet, judging from the mewls and moans of pleasure that came from her soft lips and the seemingly constant stream of wetness that poured from her twitching slit, there was no denying that Nicole was enjoying this treatment. So Kirkland continued to move his hips back slowly and gently, almost torturously so. For a long time, only the rhythmic ringing of the bell around the cowgirl’s neck and the meaty smacking sound of her rear hitting Kirkland’s stomach echoed through the bar. It was accompanied by muffled grunts from Kirkland as he drank Nicole’s milk and the sighs and mewls of the bar’s owner.

It seemed to take ages before Nicole was sent over the edge. But when Nicole’s orgasm finally hit her, it hit her hard.

Kirkland had left her squealing so loudly that he feared someone would walk into the bar just to check on them. But he wasn’t exactly in a position to hide with the way in which Nicole’s legs were wrapped around him. So he decided to simply enjoy the sight before him and face whatever problems might come of this little public display of affection later. And he very quickly decided that any problems would be worth it as he watched the confident, teasing bar owner writhe in pleasure atop the bar while she babbled the word ‘Blue’ over and over.

‘You know, miss.’ Kirkland mused when Nicole finally came down from her climax. ‘I believe I might just become one of your regulars!’

It was unclear whether Nicole had heard him as her chest calmly rose and fell. Kirkland did not know if she was simply enjoying the afterglow or had fallen asleep, but desperately hoped it was the former seeing as her legs remained wrapped tightly around his waist…

THE END