Peej

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>You thank her, trying your hardest not to stare at her chest
>You fail
>As you glance down, you can't help but notice that the front of her costume seems to be... wet
>You hear her cough to get your attention and you look back up. "Alright pal, that out of your system yet?" she asks. You clear your throat nervously and point at her chest.
>"Uhh, Power Girl? You're... kinda... uh, wet? I guess?" You say, embarrassed. Peej looks down at her own chest and you see a bright blush appear on her face.
>"Oh jeez, this is embarrassing," she says, looking back up at you. She quickly tries to explain what's going on, stops, glares down at her chest for a moment, and then looks back at you, a serious look on her face.
>"Alright, two things. One: If you ever, ever tell anybody about this, I will kill you. I have super hearing, I'll know. Two: Do you want to pay me back for saving you back there?" You stammer out a yes.
>"Good. Which way to your home?"
>You make it home in record time, Peej flying the both of you to your front door. You fumble with the keys, all while she stands behind you, tapping her for on the front porch and murmuring "hurry up, hurry up!" and keeping her arms crossed nervously across her chest.
>You've barely turned the key in the lock and she's inside, dragging you along with her. "Alright, how big is your bathroom?" she asks, glancing around anxiously, "this is going to get a bit wet, we're going to want to be somewhere that's easy to clean." You quickly guide her into the bathroom. She looks around at the squalid room, mutters "not that desperate," grabs a couple towels and turns to you. "You have a couch? Good, we'll lay these out in front of them. You quickly guide her into the living room, and help her spread the towels out, and Peej grabs a large bowl from your kitchen. She tells you to sit down, and then starts shimmying out of her costume.
>She turns to you, her costume discarded. Milk drips freely from her nipples, running in narrow streams down her delectable breasts. She blushes at your stare, but makes no effort to cover herself. "Alright, here's the deal. Every so often, something like this happens to me. I won't get into the details about why, just know that it makes it kinda difficult to fight super villains if you're leaking milk everywhere," she cups her breasts, causing the dreams of milk to intensify briefly.
>"Normally I have a machine back home, but if I'm honest it's uncomfortable, and I don't what to leave a trail all the way back to my hideout. So, you're in the right place at the right time," she sits down between your legs, easing back until she's leaning against your chest. "Oh, and be gentle please, they're kind of sensitive."
>Cautiously, you raise your hands to her breasts. She stiffens a bit at your touch, but quickly relaxes. "Don't be shy," she says, glancing over her shoulder at you. You gently pinch her nipples, and you hear her inhale sharply. "Careful, sensitive!" she manages to gasp out. You quickly run your fingers through her milk, dampening them, and then begin to circle her areola's with them, teasing them. She moans and wriggles in your lap.
>"C-cut the foreplay!" she moans, but makes no effort to stop you.
>"First you tell me to be gentle, then you tell me to hurry up, make up your mind!" you tell her, chidingly. Still, you stop beating around the bush and get a full grip around her nipples, pinching them between your fingers. Peej gasps again and bites her knuckle. Slowly, slowly, you start to milk her, kneading and massaging each breast. She gushes milk with an impressive volume, causing it to roll over your knuckles and splash into the bowl and onto the towels around it. From the noises Peej is making she must have been near bursting point. You keep milking her for all you're worth, but she shows no sign of slowing down. You look down and see that the bowl is nearly full as well. You stop your milking and climb out from behind her, causing her to groan in disappointment. "Hey, what's the big idea!" she asks. In response, you hunch down in front of her. "What are yo-OH!" she gasps as you put your lips to her left nipple and start to suckle.
>"H-hey, cut that out!" she says, but doesn't do anything about it. You look up pointedly at her, sucking a mouthful of sweet, sweet milk from her defiantly. The taste is amazing, sweet and filling. You swear it tastes almost like cherries. She moans loudly, one hand slipping down between her legs and rubbing furiously at herself.
>"O-oh, oh god..." she moans. She falls back on the couch, pulling you with her so that you're lying on her belly. You look up from her breast., smiling mischievously.
>"Want me to keep going?" you ask, casually lapping a stray bit of cream up. She does her best to look annoyed at you, but it's hard when she's so flushed.
>"Alright, fine. Just hurry up and get back to it!" she says, pushing your head back down. You laugh and redouble your effort, swallowing gulp after gulp of sweet milk. "And I have two of them you know, so share the love some!" you obediently switch breasts.
>You continue on for what feels like hours, switching from left to right periodically, filling your belly with her milk. Finally you feel the streams begin to slow, if not stopping entirely. Just as well, as you're completely full yourself. You slump against her, happily letting the warm sensation flood through you. "Mmmmm," Peej murmurs, "good work pal," she says, gently wrapping her arms around you and snuggling up close. Soon the two of you are slumbering on the couch.
>You wake up much later, your face still buried in her plush breasts. You groggily raise your head, and look into Peej's smiling face.
>"Morning sleepyhead," she says, pulling you up and giving you a warm kiss. "You enjoy yourself?" You kiss one of her nipples in response. She laughs at that. "One-track mind, huh? Well, as much as I'd like to continue all this, I've gotta go." She struggles out from under you and starts to pull her costume on. You sit up and watch, appreciating the view. She glances back at you as she does, sticking her tongue out. "Pervert," she says, jiggling her breasts at you. Once she's dressed you leans down and kisses you.
>"Thanks for the help last night pal. Just remember, if you tell anybody I'll end you," she stands back up, smirking at you. "Plus, if you're reeaaal good, I'll come back later...." she reaches into her breast window and slips out one of her nipples, giving you a good view. Then she reaches down and rubs your crotch through her pants. "I'll see you later, okay?"
>She walks out, and you collapse back on the couch. Well that was a hell of a thing, you think. You look down at the milk spilled on the floor, and decide to clean it up. Later.
>You see Peej on and off all month. Usually she shows up at your window in the middle of the night, looking embarrassed and excited at the same time. One time she showed up drunk, pouncing through your open window and pinning you to your bed. "Heeeey there pal," she slurred, slipping quickly out of her costume, "wanna milk your cow?". You, of course, obliged her. Always, though, she shows up late at night and in costume,
>Until tonight, that is. You're surprised by a knock at your door at around 5'o'clock. You're even more surprised to find a rather attractive blonde woman waiting outside. At first you don't recognize her. "Hey there pal. You going to let me in?" she asks.
>"Do I know you?" you ask, trying to place her. She groans.
>"Oh for the love of... recognize these?" she asks, hefting her breasts through her sweater. "Peej?" you ask, somewhat incredulously. "Got it in one cowboy. Now invite me in, please?" she asks, politely. You shrug and step aside. As Peej enters your house, you admire her civilian get-up. A light blue sweater and a pair of yoga pants that really showcases her ass. She turns to you, grinning. "You done perving on me?" she asks. You ask her if she could pick up something off the floor for you first. She ignores you.
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