[Pretty female college student selling her breasts] (College student with milk flowing) (Female college student's breast milk gushing out)

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I'm a college student, and for convenience, I rented a room near the school.
Many college students rent rooms outside of Tunyou now; some for studying, some to

live some for prostitution. It's also common for prostitutes to frequent the area around universities.
That night, it was almost eight o'clock, and I was walking towards the school. To avoid encountering groups of prostitutes, I

had to walk through a long alley. As I walked, I saw someone standing halfway down the alley. Suspecting she was

a prostitute, I slowed down and quickly approached. I realized it was a young, beautiful girl.
I looked her over carefully; it turned out I had seen her studying through the glass of a study room a month ago when I was at the university next door

. It seemed she was a college student selling herself. Her goddess-like figure had left a deep impression on me then

, which was why I remembered her. Now I finally had the chance to admire her alluring body.
She was about 1.68 meters tall, in her early twenties, and had a remarkably beautiful face, almost

ethereal , with particularly captivating, bright, sparkling eyes. She resembled the top-tier TV actress Hao Lei.

Besides her stunning face, what was especially appealing was her figure; she was sure to turn heads on the street.
The girl had long, slender legs, and

unlike flat, highlighting their beauty.
She wore a tight-fitting white blouse with small green checks, her breasts bursting out of the fabric

; a light yellow skirt revealed her long, white thighs below the knees. Her
buttocks weren't large, slightly thicker in the front and back, and narrower on the sides, giving them a round

, plump appearance—the voluptuous type. Her slender waist further accentuated the shape of her hips. Her breasts were

unusually large and firm, swaying as she walked with her tight shirt, making

one's mouth water. She was definitely not wearing a bra.
"Girl, are you...?" I probed.
"Eighty yuan for an hour of touching, but no 'that,' want to?" the pretty girl said, blushing.
I thought: Where can I find such a beautiful girl with such full breasts for eighty yuan? "Okay,

come with me."
Looking at her pretty face and swollen breasts, my penis was already hard to resist growing. And after an

hour touching, how could I not do it? I didn't want to do it, but she was already aroused by my touching; clearly, it was her first time selling herself. So

I agreed without hesitation.
I led her to my rented room. As soon as the door closed, the pretty girl said, "It's settled, only touching, okay? After

you're done, I need to go back to my dorm..." She trailed off.
"You're a college student, right? Is this your first time? Why are you doing this?" She lowered her head and didn't answer.

I continued, "Of course, of course I won't go back on my word. Come on." So she started to take off her clothes. When she unbuttoned the second

button , she just revealed a little bit of cleavage, along with her fair and alluring flesh, showing off her

high breasts. Her breasts were very large, making the shirt bulge and cling tightly to her flesh,

almost revealing the spherical outline.
The nipples on her breasts stood out prominently, as if about to burst through her shirt. Two round, dark

brown rings were visible through the fabric, piercing my eyes. The tight shirt struggled to hold her large breasts up slightly, but they

still exuded a powerful presence, swaying wildly with the pretty girl's movements. They seemed to possess a mind of their own,

angry at the shirt's confinement, struggling together to break free and reach for freedom, to

display their long-hidden beauty and sensuality, to unleash their long-suppressed tenderness and

maternal love .
I walked over, put one arm around the pretty girl's slender waist, and cupped one of her breasts in my other hand. The pretty

girl didn't resist; instead, she smiled proudly, holding her chest high. She didn't seem to mind

me touching her breasts. These pretty girls' breasts were truly large; I couldn't even grasp half of them with one hand. I lifted

her breasts ; they were very firm and heavy, truly the real deal.
I lifted her breasts slightly and then released them abruptly. Her large breasts slumped down, trembling elastically

a few times. I grasped the pretty girl's breasts, kneading and playing with them, my palms gently caressing her nipples, my fingers gliding over her

areolas , feeling their softness and elasticity. Stimulated by this, her nipples became noticeably erect; even through the fabric,

they felt like hard rubber balls, tickling my palms.
Her entire breast writhed happily under my hands.
The pretty girl moaned softly, and her nipples became slightly wet.
I pinched one of her erect nipples, and milk soaked a large patch of her shirt.
"No wonder your breasts are so big, you're breastfeeding!" I said. "Can I taste your milk?"
"No," the pretty girl said seriously, "You can only touch, not suckle."
"I want to, let me suckle, please," I pleaded.
"No, I just finished breastfeeding my son today. If I feed you, he'll go hungry

."
"You're only twenty, how come you have a child? And you're still a student," I asked. "Hurry up

and touch him, I need to go back to my dorm to breastfeed my son after I'm done," she replied helplessly.
I took out a hundred-yuan bill and said, "Add another hundred for nutrition fees, to buy formula for your son, okay?"
The pretty girl remained silent...
"Miss, tonight you can be my mom, Mom, I'm hungry, I want to drink milk," I said,

staring intently at her large, milk-drenched breasts, drooling as I pleaded. The
pretty girl chuckled and said, "Okay, you're quite cute. Time is up, let me

feed you until you're full today."
She took the money, half-closed her eyes, and let me play with her breasts.
I couldn't wait to unbutton the rest of her shirt, and her two large, white breasts

rolled out from her arms, exposed to me without reservation.
These are the breasts of a breastfeeding girl, completely different from the small, delicate breasts of a typical young girl. They are full and

swollen with warm, sweet milk, hanging heavily, about the size of a cantaloupe, swaying

plumply , emitting a warm body heat and a slightly fishy milky scent. I can almost hear the flesh of the two breasts colliding.

The sounds of slapping and the sloshing of milk filled the air.
The dark brown areola almost completely covered the breast, rising high to form a hemisphere, studded with

the small, fleshy bumps characteristic of young women, and covered with a layer of fine, soft hair. In the center of the areola, a large nipple stood

defiantly erect, a full inch long and half an inch thick, jet black and glossy, robust and well-developed, covered with crisscrossing fleshy

veins, moist and sticky. Like a large, candied date soaked in syrup, it exuded an alluring mature

charm , combined with the smooth, ironed skin of the young woman, and the warm, bouncy feel unique to the beautiful girl's large breasts.
I cupped the pretty girl's left breast, gently caressing and kneading it. A drop of white milk clung

to the tip, dangling precariously. I opened my mouth, took the nipple in, and gently sucked. Suddenly, a

gush of milk gushed out, spraying into my mouth. I couldn't hold it in; some milk spilled from the corner of my mouth,

and the nipple almost slipped off my lips.
The pretty girl asked me to rest my head on her lap so she could breastfeed me, and I immediately complied.
She supported my head with her left arm and her left breast with her right, positioning the nipple against my mouth, stuffing the nipple and

areola into my mouth. The girl's nipple was already large, about an inch long, and with the areola, it

almost completely filled my mouth.
Before I could even suckle, I felt the nipple in my mouth begin to swell and harden. The pretty girl seemed to

become sensitive; her chest involuntarily thrust forward, as if trying to shove her entire breast into my mouth.
I pressed my face against her breast, feeling its warmth.
I wrapped my arms around the beautiful girl's slender waist, inhaling the scent of her youthful body mingled with the pungent aroma of her breast milk

. My tongue traced the soft yet firm texture of her nipples and areolas, savoring the texture, licking

the rough flesh of her nipples, and gently scraping the fine hairs and buds of her areolas.
Sweet milk flowed continuously from her nipples, and I began to suckle greedily.
Her nipples and areolas reflexively contracted, and a gush of sweet milk spurted from them, filling

my mouth—hot, sticky, and slightly fishy, with a milky aroma filling my nostrils.
I could hardly believe it; a beautiful, voluptuous female college student was breastfeeding me—something I had dreamed of for so long

.
I increased the pressure, deliberately making "slurp...slurp...slurp...slurp..." sounds.
The beautiful girl remained silent, letting me suckle her breasts.
After a while, she held my head tightly with both hands, as if afraid I would run away, or perhaps afraid I would stop suckling.
This beautiful girl was full of energy, and her milk was thick and plentiful. With each forceful suck, she would unconsciously

tense her body, her breasts gushing milk out like high-pressure water jets—

a pleasure only a breastfeeding girl could experience.
I suckled for a while, and the force of the milk ejection weakened, her breasts gradually softening and shrinking. In the end,

the milk was completely drained, with only a small stream of clear liquid flowing from her nipple.
I released her left nipple, which was wet with a mixture of saliva and milk.
I freed my hands, cupped her left breast, and squeezed it, then gently bit the nipple with my teeth, trying to squeeze out the last drop

of milk.
The beautiful girl's face was flushed, and she hummed softly.
I suddenly bit her nipple. "Ah!" the pretty girl cried out, her body trembling.

Her right breast bounced happily, dripping milk, plump and swaying back and forth like a shaking, fleshy

lead ball, gleaming white under the light. My stomach churned, and I let out a sweet, milky burp.
The pretty girl turned to her side, offering her right breast as well.
I lifted her right breast; it was swollen and heavy. I lifted it high, then suddenly pulled it down, causing it to

tremble and bounce a few times.
I held her right breast, gently flicking the nipple with my fingers. "Ah...ah...ah..."
the pretty girl gasped, swallowing hard, her head tilting back, her body convulsing a few times. Her right breast jerked,

revealing faint blue veins, the nipple erect and large as a ping-pong ball, a stream of milk shooting from its tip. I stuck out my tongue

and caught it ; the milky fragrance was intoxicating.
Suddenly, the pretty girl reached out and hugged my head, thrusting her chest forward and pressing her breasts against my face, her soft flesh

completely blocking my mouth and nose. Her nipples almost reached my throat, her areolas swollen and pressing against my upper jaw,

filling completely.
I could barely breathe. With a slight movement of my mouth, a large gush of sticky, fishy-smelling milk poured down my throat, forcing me

to swallow desperately. The milk sprayed out even more vigorously.
The pretty girl trembled with excitement, moaning incoherently, "Ah...ah...ah...

ah...ah...ah..." I kept sucking, my head buried in my mouth. As the milk gradually decreased, the pretty

girl 's moans also subsided. The nipple in my mouth gradually softened and shrank.
After sucking out the milk, I spat out the nipple. It had lost its former grandeur, the areolas

were only slightly raised, and the fleshy bumps on them had receded somewhat. The more I looked, the more adorable they seemed. So I cupped their breasts in my hands

, gently squeezing them to make the areolas protrude and the nipples stand out prominently

. A few drops of residual milk spilled from the nipples, wetting my hands and giving off a faint milky scent.
I gently bit one nipple, lightly nibbling it with my teeth, my tongue scraping across the areola, savoring the sweet residual

milk, enjoying the soft hairs and prickly little bumps. My tongue teased the nipple;

each time it pressed down, the nipple would spring back up, even pressing it into my breast. When I released it, the nipple

would spring back up with a "whoosh. "
I pressed my lips tightly against the nipple and pulled upwards, as if stretching rubber, pulling the areola up more than two inches. When I opened

my mouth , the nipple would retract. The nipple became engorged and erect again under my stimulation.
I spread my fingers and pressed them against the breast; the nipple pressed hard against my palm, strangely itchy. A wonderful

sensation traveled from my palms throughout my body, penetrating deep into my heart.
I held those full breasts in my hands; they were soft and warm, as if juice would
well seep from between my fingers. I caressed them with both hands, sometimes gently stroking, sometimes kneading them firmly. The girl's

breasts were incredibly elastic, and touching them felt like floating on air, so wonderfully irresistible.
The beautiful girl trembled slightly with my stimulation, letting out soft, coquettish breaths. Her two plump breasts

rose and fell with her breath, wriggling like two suction cups, firmly holding my hands, unable to let go…
What happened next was already set in stone; I had sex with the beautiful girl.
She didn't resist; in fact, she was very proactive. We both reached orgasm after 20 minutes, and my thick, iron-

like penis ejaculated a large amount of thick semen inside her vagina.
After our respective orgasms, I learned in our conversation that this beautiful girl was 22 years old and

a sophomore at XX University.
When she first entered university, she was drugged and raped by her stepfather, resulting in pregnancy. She gave birth to a son this September.
She studied on her own during her ten months of pregnancy and returned to school after her postpartum confinement period in October.
Because of the rape by her stepfather and the falling out with her parents, she had to rely on her grandparents' pensions to cover her tuition and living expenses.

She had no choice but to accept the 5000 yuan tuition fee to enroll at the university. Before her child was even a month old and still breastfeeding, she started

selling her body to earn money, and I was the first person she met. Speaking of having sex with men, this was only her second time, including me.
Twenty minutes of intense activity left me parched and exhausted. I nestled in the beautiful girl's soft,

warm embrace. She looked at me affectionately, stroking my face and combing my hair.
"Good little brother, your breasts are engorged. Are you thirsty? Let me breastfeed you and quench your thirst." With that,

the beautiful girl wrapped her left arm around my head, cupped one breast in her right hand, and gently guided the alluring

nipple to my lips with her index finger, feeding me like a nursing mother.
She gently placed the nipple against my lips, then rubbed her breast against my face

, sliding her nipple between my lips as if trying to pry them open…
I felt the beautiful girl's juicy breasts, the smooth skin against my face, and I was

completely captivated. I reflexively took the engorged nipple dancing against my lips into my mouth.
I smelled the sweet scent of milk from the beautiful girl's body, and suckled at her soft, supple nipples. Soon, a gush

of milk began to flow, flooding my parched mouth. I swallowed the delicious juice in large gulps. The sweet,

rich milk, warmed by the beautiful girl's body and imbued with her tender maternal love, gradually filled my emptiness.

At that moment, I felt like the happiest person in the world! I longed to stay in the beautiful girl

's arms forever, to suckle at her breast like her child, and then fall into a deep sleep, filled with the greatest satisfaction in the world,

never to wake again…
From then on, because she was too busy with her studies to care for the baby, she gave her son

to . She moved out of the school dormitory to live with me and we studied and lived together. I paid for her tuition.
The beautiful girl gave her body and milk exclusively to me. She injected and took large amounts of lactation

-inducing drugs every day to ensure her milk was plentiful and thick. The pretty girl eats high-calorie foods every day (like KFC

and McDonald's), and under the influence of lactation-inducing agents and medications, all those calories are converted into thick,

rich breast milk for me to suckle. This way, no matter how much she eats, she won't gain weight, helping her maintain her figure

and also acting as a contraceptive. Therefore, her breasts swell several times a day, especially after intercourse and after meals,

and she only feels comfortable when I suckle her breasts dry. I basically skip breakfast and dinner every day, just suckling the

pretty girl's milk; it's a feast for both my taste buds and my sexual desires.
[The End
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