Milkin' Time

You're sitting in her house, relaxing after all day of hard work. Sun is slowly setting and its orangish light is giving the room warm, cosy look.
"Thanks for the help, Anon. I would never fix that roof without you", says Milky Way, looking at you from across the table.
"Pleasure's all mine."
She smiles and you can't help but notice how beautiful she is.
Was she always like that? When you first met her, Milky was just a shy pony with a big heart and, well, even bigger teats. Other ponies felt uneasy around her and it was probably pity that made you talk to her in the first place. You understood her loneliness - after all, you didn't belong here even more than her.
In a very short time you became good friends. You were helping her with various works around her house and, in return, she was treating you with home-made cakes and the best coffee you have ever drinked. She was also a great companion to hang out with and you've spent many afternoons together, discussing your favourite books.
There was no sexual tension between you two, even when she asked for help with the whole milking thing. She seemed somehow embarrassed every time you did it, but you didn't really care. Ponies were never that attractive to you - they are horses, after all. Colorful and intelligent, but still - horses.
It was more like milking a cow than having an interaction with a woman. Just another job at the farm that was needed to be done.
At least, that's how things were in the beginning.

Something has changed since those innocent days. Maybe because you've spent so much time together, maybe because of her assets or maybe for yet another reason, she was no longer a mere pony to you. You've started to see her as equal, a creature not so different from you after all. And with that, came the thoughts of you, her and all the things that could happen between the words.
You tried to convice yourself that it's a rather ridiculous idea, but your body knew better and every time Milky was hugging you or just sitting next to you, there was a growing bulge in your pants.
Recently even the mere thought about her was enough to turn you on. And you were thinking about her. A lot.
Her yellow coat was smooth as silk, her eyes always so understanding and her smile so warm that your heart was melting. And those freckles, what a perfect addition to such a perfect creature.
"Could I ask you one more favor today, Anon?", Milky asks, visibly embarrassed by you watching her in silence for so long.
"Yes? Of course."
"Could you milk me, please? I'm pretty swollen down there and I can't really... you know. Do it as good as you."
Oh boy, here we go.
Needless to say, milking became a huge problem for you. It was now a battle with your inner animal, since Milky was no longer a cow; she was now a mare, or maybe even a woman. Mature, beautiful woman with great tits that you were about to squeeze.
You had bad feelings about this. Last time you were barely able to restrain yourself and there were many weird thoughts in your head, but... how could you say no?

"Sure." Your mouth is suddenly getting dry and you feel your heart beating faster than it should.
You grab a bucket from the hallway and kneel before her, while she spreads her legs and turns head away, blushing as always.
Chair was necessary, since she wasn't able to stand straight during the milking. Probably from too much pleasure, but you tried not to think about it.
"T-thank you, Anon."
Unable to speak, you simply nod and put your shaking hands on her teats. Just the feel of how warm they are makes you feel dizzy.
Maybe it wasn't a good idea, after all. You should probably get out from here as fast as possible, but instead you wrap your hands around her teat and gently squeeze and pull down.
Creamy fluid sprays out almost immediately, followed by Milky's sigh of relief.
"There is nothing erotic about this picture", you keep repeating in your mind, fighting with growing boner.
You switch between teats as needed and milk is now flowing in steady, rhythmic streams, almost hypnotizing you.
Mare is looking outside the window, trying to be indifferent about the whole situation. Only evergrowing blush on her cheeks, few deep sighs and leg twitch now and then tell you that she's enjoying it just as you do, probably even more.

After few 'accidental' touches, your hands start to wander all over her teats. "I just need to find the best way to grab those things", you think to yourself in a sudden need to explain your actions. Your thumb starts playing with Milky's hard nipple, and as her breathing fastens, you become overwhelmed by the wave of heat and arousal.
You squeeze her breast, unable to control yourself. Bigger stream of milk spurts out, along with her moan.
"Aah~! A-anon..."
"S-sorry. Does it hurt?"
"No, it's just... different than usual."
"Should I stop?"
You're not sure if this question is for her, or for you.
You're looking in each other eyes for a brief moment, and then, once again, she turns her head away, biting her lips.
"No", she says quietly.
Another stream of the milk comes out. You don't care anymore if it lands in the bucket; in fact, most of the time it doesn't, covering the floor and your clothes. Feeling warm fluid on your crotch didn't help fighting raging boner, but you've stopped caring about that as well.
Milky has her eyes closed and seems to be lost in trance, moaning from time to time and biting her lips, probably still trying to calm her body, and yet slowly giving up to the lust, just as you.
Sweet smell of milk, sweat and pheromones quickly becomes overwhelming. You notice that your mouth is opening on its own and sudden urge raises within you.

You've never wanted to drink milk directly from real cows, afraid of getting sick. It didn't changed here, since Equestria wasn't free from diseases and bacteria, but now, for some reason, all of this seems rather silly.
"Ahh, more... Mhmm..."
You need to try it. Fuck everything.
You look around trying to find some cup, but seems like the only one here is at the far end of the table and you would have to leave Milky for a moment to get it.
You could also use the bucket, or...
Milky screams in surprise, when your lips close around her nipple.
"Anon, no! Ahhn!"
She puts her hooves on your head, but instead of pushing you away, she hugs you and pulls closer, pumping milk directly into your mouth while waves of orgasmic pleasure paralyse her body.
"S-so good, Anon, it feels, ah, ah... so good..."
She's a fucking horse, you think to yourself, but that thought is no longer reppeling; it now arouses you even more. You bury your face deeper in her, slowly losing yourself in the warmth of her trembling body. Your hands wander blindly over her flanks.

She trembles, as another orgasm takes over her body. More milk spurts into your mouth and on your cheek and neck, while nectars from her marehood drips on the floor.
Her body becomes flacid and she rest her head on yours, panting.
You wait a little longer, sucking till the last drop is out, and then finally releasing her teat.
"Anon, that was... aaah!", she screams again, as you start sucking the other teat.
"M-more...?" she asks, scared of losing herself to too much pleasure. Her clumsy hooves grab your head again, but she's unable to do anything else, as she erupts for the third time, squirting her fluids all over herself, you and the chair.
"I... ah... can't stop ahhhnn..."
You raise your head. She's looking at you, breathing heavily. Her face is all red, her tongue sticking out, inviting you.
"Ahnon..."
You close her mouth with a kiss, letting her taste her own milk. Trail of saliva stays between you even after your lips are no longer connected, shining in the last beams of today's sun.
You look into each other eyes.
No words are needed.
Her legs are now crossed behind your back, making sure you won't go anywhere. But it's not like you intend to, at least not anytime soon.
Soft sweetness of milk, honey and butter fills both your mouth and mind, leaving you with nothing but pure bliss.
"More, please..." she asks, and you ask for the same, wrapping your tongue around her sensitive nipple. You don't want this to end.
"More, Anon!"

She trembles, as another orgasm takes over her body. More milk spurts into your mouth and on your cheek and neck, while nectars from her marehood drips on the floor.
Her body becomes flacid and she rest her head on yours, panting.
You wait a little longer, sucking till the last drop is out, and then finally releasing her teat.
"Anon, that was... aaah!", she screams again, as you start sucking the other teat.
"M-more...?" she asks, scared of losing herself to too much pleasure. Her clumsy hooves grab your head again, but she's unable to do anything else, as she erupts for the third time, squirting her fluids all over herself, you and the chair.
"I... ah... can't stop ahhhnn..."
You raise your head. She's looking at you, breathing heavily. Her face is all red, her tongue sticking out, inviting you.
"Ahnon..."
You close her mouth with a kiss, letting her taste her own milk. Trail of saliva stays between you even after your lips are no longer connected, shining in the last beams of today's sun.
You look into each other eyes.
No words are needed.