Let's get some bubble tea with milk

Let’s get some bubble tea. You look up the store directory again and make your way to the food court.

The store – Pearls and Diamonds Bubble Tea – is a cute looking shop with sky blue lettering and small white stools and off-white tables in the shape of clouds in front of the shop. A rather curvaceous Asian girl in her late teens operated one of the registers, and you enter the line towards her till. You stand in the line, patiently waiting for your turn and browsing your phone behind a few hipsters and college-aged young people to get some bubble tea.

When your turn finally came up, the girl who was attending the registers asks in a high-pitch perky voice, “Welcome to Pearls and Diamonds. Can I take your order?”

You look up at your phone and stare into the almond-shaped eyes of dark chocolate color. The girl standing in front of you was of East Asian origin and her nametag read simply - Julia. Julia was wearing a black apron and wool sweater, and beneath those sweater hid massive jugs that were stretching out the fabric of the apron she was wearing to its limit. You glance down, unable to resist the urge to gawk at her massive cans. She smiles with a bit of bashfulness, and then you snap out of your reverie. Her eyes wander over your VIP badge as you look up at the elaborate menu.

“Umm… I guess I’ll have the matcha green tea with tapioca…” You say.

“Would you like it in large or small?” She punches in your option on the display of her register.

“Small.”

“And is the regular amount of sugar-fine?” Julia says, picking out a few options into her register screen.

“Half, please.” You answer.

“And milk?” Julia continues.

“A lot of milk,” You decide.

“Would you like it freshly squeezed?” Julia continues, again poking at her screen at putting in your order.

“That’d be great.”

“Is that everything?” Julia asks.

“Yes.”

“Would you like it served table-side or to-go?”

“Table-side.”

“That’s great, sir. Your total comes to 5.99.”

You scan your card and pay for the drink. You claim a table by yourself and pull out your phone once more. A few minutes later, Julia saunters over to where you sat with a tall slim glass of your matcha bubble tea. In the glass, black pearls were floating on the bottom and a long and wide black straw is sticking out to the glass. Her wool sweater was now gone leaving her bare behind her black apron. She smiles and places the tray of your bubble tea on the table where you sat.

Your eyes switch between your phone and her. You take a sip of your matcha and chew on the gummy bubbles that come through your straw. Julia stands beside you, and she lifts her at-least DD-size but probably H-size breasts over her black apron. Her nipples grew erect in the chill air of the AC-cooled mall as she bends down next to your head, browsing your phone and sipping on your bubble tea. You turn your head and nurse on her nipples displaying before you, mixing the grassy notes of the matcha with her sweet titty nectar. Your mouth suckles on it, and more of her cream comes through and fills your mouth with milky goodness with faint hints of almonds and honey.

You’ve had plenty of freshly squeezed milk fed to you before at coffee shops and other bubble tea locations. Still, Julia had a delectable taste that coated your mouth in richness and made you salivate for more.

“This is really good milk Julia.”

“I’m glad you like it. I’m on a special diet to bring out the flavor of it,” Julia chirps, watching you dig in for more.

Like any good attendant, Julia notices the tent forming in your pants and takes care of it, running her hands over your dress pants. You let your mouth go off her nipples and adjust in your seat, your chair swivelling towards her body. With her keen service-oriented insight, she gets on her knees knowing exactly what to do next. You hear your fly unzip as you browse your phone, and your penis starts to wedge between Julia’s two massive porcelain melons. Her body starts to bounce, and her cleavage starts greasing up with your precum. Julia sticks her tongue down to meet the head of the penis as it comes up towards her.

A bit of milk squeezes out of her nipples as she pressed her tits together to tighten its grip on your shaft. Your cock was encased in her softness.

“Just let me know if you want more milk with your bubble tea, sir and I’ll bring you some more,” Julia says, smiling and then continuing to bounce her body between your legs. You nod and continue browsing your phone while the young Asian girl titfucks you at the food court. “We also have peach if you want a taste of that as well.”

With her tits firmly wrapping around your cock, Julia cups her breasts and moves her hands up and down, letting her cleavage caress and stroke your cock. Her large tits ripple in jello-like movements as your dick rumbles on her chest. Her head bends down to flicker her tongue on the head some more. After she holds the shaft of your penis, she helps your cock shovel itself into her left melon for a short while, and then she did the same with her right. The squishy sensation of the head of your cock pushing against her utters made you squirm in your seat and adjust. Her chest was now completely slick and coated with your man juice, looking like it was wrapped in plastic film.

Sensing you were almost done with your bubble tea, she once again wraps her blanket of tit flesh around your cock. The motions of jerking you off with her tits starts up again. The sound of her breasts smacking into your penis reminded you of drops of rain trickling down. You look from your phone to find Julia staring intently at you and smiling in servile aptitude. Her hands were pushing her giant tits together and putting more pressure on your cock. You felt a rush of sensation as your cock pulsated in her softness. She started milking your cock gently, the drizzle of your cum painting her wet tits with a new coat of white.

You let out a deep breath as the final drops of sperm drips out of you and onto her chest, drizzling down and making her black apron a mess. She smiles once again and cleans your cock with her mouth and then a towel she had strapped to her apron.

Intent on leaving, you get up and say, “Thanks for the drink. I really enjoyed the milk.”

Julia, her bare breast still exposed hanging over the top of her black apron, says, “Please come back anytime. Next time… maybe next time you can have a nice peach cake with your drink?”

“I’ll think about it,” You say, zipping up.

She lightly bows and grabs the tray with your empty cup and proceeds to leave. Her hips swaying and bare breast still exposed and coated with your jizz.

Let’s go back to the hotel. Maybe use the gym? Or how about see the sights of the city before you fly back home. So many choices.