The Milkmaid Café!

“The Milkmaid Café? What’s that?” Brief replied curiously to the pink-haired woman’s suggestion.

“It’s only one of the most delightful places to eat in the whole park, of course!” the ride operator explained. “They have cold drinks, sweet cakes, coffee, and everything you need to recharge your energy. Plus, I think you’ll find that the waitresses there really aren’t slacks with their service~”

“Well, I guess I can give it a try. Where can I find it?” Brief asked.

“Well, I’d recommend just following the sound of bouncing, but if that doesn’t work you can find it a little way south of here closer to the entrance.” The mostly naked woman pointed in the direction Brief should go. “Just look for the café that looks like a barn and you can’t miss it.”

“Thanks a lot, miss. I’ll see you around!” Brief said before heading off.

“You’re welcome! And have a magical day, sir!” the worker called out after him.

After a few minutes of walking with his erection bobbing in front of him, the redhead managed to spot the café in question, with a pink neon sign over the entrance letting him know he had found the right place. Walking in, he found the restaurant to be fairly modest with glass tables, wooden seating, a small checkout counter, and enough seating for about thirty people maximum. Brief barely noticed any of that, however, as his eyes were locked instantly on the waitresses. A minority of them, mainly the smaller ones, were wearing revealing milkmaid outfits with ridiculously short skirts, obviously no panties, and shirts that clung to their bodies like a second skin. Most of them, however, were wearing nothing but cow-print bikinis and headbands with cow ears on them, and their breasts were so ridiculously large compared to their bodies that he really could hear them jiggle whenever they so much as took a single step.

“Wow… I didn’t even know breasts could get that big.” A small drop of drool hung from Brief’s mouth for a moment before he hurriedly wiped it away. He was so enraptured by the waitress’s bodies that he barely even registered the people having sex at almost every table in the room. “Focus, Briefers. You’re here for food first. You can… get to know the waitresses afterwards.”

Brief began to walk towards the front counter to look at the café’s menu when he was stopped by a loud and familiar orgasmic scream.

“Oooooh yeah! That’s the stuff!” The voice cried out, ecstasy dripping off every word. “Cover my taste buds in your sweet white goo! I love it so much!”

“Wait, I know that voice. Is that…” Brief turned to where he heard the cries and spotted Stocking sitting at a table in the corner of the café, still wearing her headband, obscene tube top, ‘Free Touch’ sticker and tight sexy stockings that she had the last time he saw her. At the moment, the violet-haired angel had a small cup of vanilla pudding in one hand, a spoon in the other, and had a small mountain of sweets piled onto the table in front of her.

“Mmmm, so good!” Stocking stomped her feet rapidly on the ground in glee as she took another bite of her pudding. “The last time I had anything this good, I had to spend all my heaven coins on it – and yet I’m getting this for free! Oh god, I have to be dreaming!”

“It is! Hey there, Stocking! It’s good to see you again!” Brief waved and walked over to the angel. “Do you mind if I sit with you?”

Stocking removed the spoon in her mouth and looked the redhead up and down with an unamused look on her face.

“Do I know you?” she asked flatly.

“What? It’s me, Brief! We’ve fought ghosts together, we’ve known each other since Daten City High School…” Brief’s explanation was met with only a blank stare. “Augh… I’m also the one who got you your VIP ticket.”

“Oh, right. You.” Stocking let out an annoyed sigh. “You can sit down if you want, but you’re going to lose an arm if you eat any of my stuff.”

“I’ll keep that in mind,” Brief stammered as he sat down across from Stocking. “So, I take it that means you’re enjoying the food here.”

“You bet your ass I am. I’ve been going around to every restaurant and food stand in the park and getting one of everything sweet.” Stocking took another bite of her pudding and made a noise more orgasmic than the girl a few seats down literally having an orgasm. “Mmm, so delish! I don’t know how they do it, but I swear each new dish I try is tastier than the last!” Stocking took yet another bite and licked her spoon spotlessly clean. “What about you? Are you having a good time getting your rocks off fucking random sluts?”

“N-no! I’ve been doing lots more than just that!” Brief put up his hands defensively. “I’ve been going on rides, playing games, and seeing the sights!”

“So… fucking random sluts then,” Stocking replied curtly.

“… yeah.” Brief’s head and shoulders slumped, unable to stop himself from feeling ashamed even though there was a woman being double-teamed by two men only a few feet away. “Can you really hold it against me, though? Having sex with people is what this place was made for.”

“Yes, I can.” Stocking took another bite of her food. “Don’t get me wrong, I don’t have anything against sex personally, but there is something wrong with having absolutely no standards. As far as I’m concerned, your class is just as low as my bitch sister’s right now.”

“Sh-she’s not low class! She’s just… really friendly,” Brief argued, though Stocking didn’t dignify him with a response “So, does this mean you really won’t be having sex at all while you’re here?”

“I never said that,” Stocking pointed out. “I’m just waiting for a guy – or girl – who’s worth it. Not that anyone has even come remotely close yet, though.”

As she spoke, one of the cow waitresses with wavy brown hair walked up to Stocking with a black tray in her hands. “Hello again!” she greeted chipperly. “Is there anything else you wanted to get, ma’am? Another coffee perhaps?”

“Nah, I’m good for now,” Stocking replied.

“Excellent! And what about you, sir?” The cow girl turned towards Brief, nearly hitting him in the face with her massive bust in the process.

“I’ll, uh, have some cream cake with some hot chocolate please,” Brief replied after a quick glance at the menu. “For here.”

“Alright then, that’ll be twelve Munchies, please!” she replied. Brief held up his wristband to be scanned, causing the waitress’s eyes to light up when she saw its golden sheen. “Oh, so you’re a VIP guest! Well then, I’ll be sure to get you a little extra something to help spice things up between you and your date~”

“I’ve never seen this guy before in my life,” Stocking said flatly at that comment.

“Heheh, well then, I’ll be sure to get you something to help you become fast friends then~” The waitress giggled as she scanned Brief’s wristband and went off towards toward the café’s kitchen area.

That left Brief alone with Stocking, and while he hoped that she’d continue speaking with him she instead focused entirely on her food. ‘Focus’ may have been too light of a word, however, as Stocking practically seemed to worship every single bite of pudding that she brought her mouth. She’d bring each scoop up towards her beautiful plump lips and take a good whiff of its sweet aroma delicately placing the spoon into her mouth. There, Brief could see her soft, delicate tongue start to lick at the sugary cream bit by bit, appreciating every single bit of it. Then, when the spoon was finally clean, she’d swallow it all down at once, her whole body shivering as she moaned wildly at the taste. Of course, the shivering shook her breasts, and while her bosom was not as titanic as the cow woman’s, it was still quite ample and hypnotizing to gaze at.

It didn’t take very long for Stocking to notice Brief’s gaze, however, and she let out an annoyed groan as soon as she did.

“Jeeze, did you seriously just sit here to gawk at me?” Stocking accused.

“S-sorry!” Brief apologized, his dick throbbing in his lap. “You just… look really good dressed like that.”

“I know,” Stocking replied, flipping her silky hair. “I guess you can keep looking if you want.”

“Th-thanks,” Brief said just as the waitress arrived with his order on her tray.

“Alright, here you are, sir! One cream cake, and one hot chocolate!” The waitress laid the items out in front of Brief along with a small napkin and a plastic fork. “I hope you like it! I made the whipped cream for the coco myself~”

“Gee, thanks.” Brief picked up his hot chocolate and took a long sip. “Mmm, very nice!” He moved onto his cake and took a large bite of it with his fork. “Wow, this is amazing! Is this cake bakery fresh?”

“Of course it is!” the waitress replied. “We only serve the best to our VIP guests, after all. Oh, speaking of which…” The woman reached between her large breasts and took out a small white bottle with a picture of a strawberry on the side. “I also go this for you~”

“Huh? What’s this?” Brief took the bottle and examined it closely. “Is it some kind of sauce?”

“Not quite!” The waitress giggled gain. “This little concoction is something we save exclusively for our male VIP guests. Just take a few sips of this and it’ll instantly transform your semen into the tastiest thing int world!”

“… you’ve got to be shitting me,” said Stocking.

“No, really, it’s the truth!” the waitress insisted to her. “I’ve had some flavored semen in the past and let me tell you that it tastes sweeter and more scrumptious than even the best items on our menu!”

“Yeah, and I can tell you that I shit gold nuggets, but that won’t make it true,” Stocking retorted.

“Well then, if you don’t believe me then why don’t you find out if I’m telling the truth yourself~” The waitress gestured towards Brief’s throbbing dick. Stocking stared for a few moments, as if contemplating her options, before finally speaking.

“Fine, I guess I don’t have anything to lose,” Stocking sighed.

“Excellent choice~” The waitress excitedly clapped her hands together before uncapping the white bottle and bringing it to Brief’s lips. “That’s it, drink up! Now we just need to wait for it to take effect…” The cow girl delicately massaged Brief’s balls and shaft with her soft fingers until the first drop of precum appeared at the tip of Brief’s cock. She gathered some of it up with her fingers and licked it off with her tongue. “Mmmmm~ Alright, he’s ready.”

“Okay, but I swear to god if this just takes like normal spooge I’m going to flip every single table in this goddamn café.” Stocking moved her chair closer to Brief’s, carefully put her long hair behind her shoulders, and leaned down over Brief’s long, hard dick. Brief held his breath in anticipation as the angel extended her tongue and ran it along his urethra, licking up the precum that had gathered there in the process. Within only a few moments, her eyes went wide, and the gothic girl stopped in her tracks completely.

“Uh, Stocking?” Brief asked with concern. “Are you okay?”

“… holy shit. You weren’t kidding at all.” Without warning, Stocking started licking again, but this time there wasn’t any tepidness to her tongue. Her licks were long and hard and desperately trying gather up as much of Brief’s precum off his sensitive cock as she could. “Oh god! I can’t believe I’m saying this, but this tastes better than even the most expensive pudding I’ve ever had! Just one lick fills my taste buds with more delicious flavor than eating a thousand cupcakes! This is absolutely incredible!”

When she was done speaking, Stocking gripped the base of Brief’s long cock and shoved it straight down into her throat, causing him to grunt as he felt her warm wet tunnel grip tightly around his pole.

“Gah! Careful, Stocking! That’s really sensitive!” Brief pleaded.

“Mmm! I don’t care!” Stocking said, removing Brief’s cock from her gullet for a few moments. “My mouth just has to have more of this delicious cream filling, and you’re going to give it to me!”

Stocking once again shoved Brief’s cock into her mouth, and this time she did it so hard that her cushiony lips slammed against his groin. She wasted no time in pulling her head back and thrusting again, bobbing her head up and down on his shaft and slowly building up speed until she was moving her head faster than Brief could ever move his hips. Not that he could move them, though, as her throat felt so amazingly warm and tight around his dick that he was practically paralyzed by pleasure.

“Ooooh my gosh! Stocking! Your mouth feels so good!” Brief gasped, his fingers gripping his chair like vices as he struggled to handle the feelings of ecstasy assaulting his shaft. “You’re sucking me so hard, it’s like a vacuum!”

“Heheh… I told you that she’d like this~” the cow waitress giggled as she observed her handiwork nearby.

Stocking normally would have flipped the other woman off for a comment like that, but she was so focused on trying to drain Brief of his delicious seed that decided to save that for later. Instead, she began to employ her tongue in the blowjob as well, swirling it around the base whenever she fully engulfed Brief’s dick inside her throat and wildly attacking the head to eat his precum whenever she pulled back. And in between, Brief could feel her tongue slide along the side of his shaft in random patterns as she dragged her soft lips along his sensitive skin and left an obscene amount of drool that would drip down onto his balls. Stocking’s efforts were naturally rewarded by an increase in precum excretion, which encouraged her to move even faster as she lapped it up from Brief’s glans. Her lust for his juices refused to be sated, however, and soon Stocking reached down towards to massage the soft spheres beneath his shaft and encourage them to give her as much sperm as possible when he finally blew.

“Guuuh! Oh fuck!” Brief moaned as he became the one shivering in pleasure at the table. “This is the most intense feeling I’ve ever felt through my dick! It’s almost like… you’re trying to suck out my soul!”

“Please! As if I’d ever care about your soul.” Stocking removed Brief’s dick from her throat for a moment and stroked it with a manicured hand. “All I care about is this amazing cream your cock is making! So please do me a favor, and just cum already!” Without warning, the gothic angel placed Brief’s rod in between her breasts and squeezed her ridiculously soft flesh around it. “Give me a big fat load of your icing and drown my tongue in your sweet ecstasy! I want you to spray me with your tube of frosting until you don’t even have a drop left!”

Stocking once again took Brief’s dick into her mouth, but this time when she reached the base of his shaft she held herself there, swirling her tongue around the base while her throat squeezed down again and again. This proved to be the limit of what the young geek could take, and he began finally began to shoot his pent-up load. The first shot was fired directly into Stocking’s stomach, but she reacted quickly and pulled his cock back out far enough that she was able to catch the rest on her mouth. Brief could feel her tongue go absolutely wild around the tip of his dick as she lapped up every single drop of semen while her hands kept stroking his shaft to help ensure he gave her as much as possible. When his long orgasm finally ended, Stocking’s mouth was so full of his cum that her cheeks were bulging like some kind of obscene animal gathering ‘nuts’ for the winter.

Once she was sure Brief had finished cumming, Stocking carefully removed her mouth from his cock again with a loud pop, making sure not to leave even a single sperm behind on his dick.

“Mmmmmm!” Stocking moaned and gripped her cheeks as she swirled her tongue around her mouth, savoring the sweet taste of the massive load for a good minute while Brief watched in amazement and shock. Then, she finally swallowed it all down at once. “Aaaaa~ That was so scrumptious! Tasting your sperm was like having a meadow of happy bouncing sheep inside my mouth, and all the sheep were made of strawberry cotton candy!”

“Well, I’m glad you enjoyed-“ Brief began to say, only to be cut off.

“More!” Stocking exclaimed, her eyes still manic.

“W-wait, what?” Brief stammered.

“More!” Stocking gripped the base of Brief’s deflating dick hard. “I have to have more!”

“W-wait! Hold on a second, Stocking!” Brief begged. “I need a moment to recover!”

“Oh, right… hey, cow slut! You’ve got **** to make him hard again, right?” Stocking asked their waitress.

“As a matter of fact, I do!” The bovine beauty went to a box by the café’s cash register and opened it, revealing a row of aphrodisiac needles. She was right about to take one of them out when Stocking suddenly beat her to it, grabbing three at once. “Hey, wait! What are you doing?”

Stocking didn’t respond and instead just jabbed all of them into Brief’s thigh, injecting him with three times the usual dosage of the ****.

“Oh dear,” the waitress said worriedly. “I’m not entirely sure that’s healthy…”

“Don’t worry, I’m an angel,” Stocking said casually as she put the needles on the table and Brief’s dick roared back to life. “I bring good luck, so he’ll probably be fine.”

“E-even if you say that, it’s still rude to just- guuuh!” Brief was once again cut-off mid-sentence, this time by Stocking violently shoving his cock down her throat. “Aaah, aaaah~”

Once again, Stocking went all out on Brief’s dick, slurping, sucking, and squeezing it for all it was worth. Brief’s dick, still very sensitive from his last orgasm, twitched wildly in the girl’s mouth. This time, the redhead barely lasted over a minute before he started to cum again, but this time instead of a torrent of semen he unleased a flood of it inside Stocking’s mouth. For what felt like minutes, the **** in his system and Stocking’s throat **** him to cum over and over again, filling the goth’s mouth with so much of his jizz that she had **** but to swallow it constantly – not that she minded, though. By the time he finally finished cumming, Brief felt even more exhausted and drained than when he first came into the café, while Stocking clearly felt the exact opposite.

“Mmmm, that was incredible!”” Stocking licked her lips and turned back towards the cow girl waitress. “Thank you so much for that! I don’t think I’ve ever felt so full and satisfied in my whole life!”

“You’re welcome miss!” The waitress said proudly before turning back to Brief. “And what about you, sir? Are you enjoying our service too?”

“Y-yeah… it was… great…” Brief panted, out of breath.

“Well then, I suppose I should let you know that it’s tradition here in Mizuryu Kei Land to tip the waitresses when they do a good job,” she explained.

“Oh! O-of course.” Brief raised his wristband to be scanned again but found himself stopped by the buxom waitress.

“No, no, not that kind of tip, sir.” The waitress pulled off her black and white bikini panties, turned around, bent over, and spread her pussy lips wide. “I’d much rather have the other kind of tip~”

“What!? Seriously!?” Brief gasped. “You want me to have sex with you right after you saw me cum so much?”

“So?” Stocking asked flatly. “You’re not seriously going to be the kind of asshole who doesn’t tip, are you?”

“But she just said it’s not that kind of… fine,” Brief relented, his dick still mostly hard in front of him. “I’ll give her my tip.”

“Thank you so much, sir! You’re so generous!” The waitress gave Brief’s long cock a few gentle strokes to get it back to full erection. “Don’t worry, I promise I’ll be gentle~” She carefully crawled onto Brief’s lap and slipped his dick into the soft folds of her pussy. “Would you like me to feed you while I take my tip?”

“Y-yeah, that would be nice,” Brief grunted as the cow girl’s hips began to move softly and her breasts swayed in front of his face.

Stocking, meanwhile, simply watched, idly playing with her clit while occasionally taking more bites out of her mountains of food.

“Say, cow girl, is it okay if I take that serum stuff and use it on other men,” Stocking eventually asked as Brief was fed another bite of his cake.

“I’m sorry, but as I said before it is reserved only for use by men with VIP passes,” the waitress replied.

“So, what, does that mean if I want more of that sweet cum I’m going to have to start following Geek Boy around like a groupie for the socially awkward?” Stocking asked.

“Well, that’s a crude way of putting it… but yes,” the voluptuous cow girl replied over the soft sounds of her fucking. “We do have a wide variety of different flavors for him to choose from, though!”

“… goddammit,” Stocking swore. “It looks like we’re going to get to know each other better after all, Brief.”

“R-really? I’m so glad!” Brief grunted in reply. “Just… please don’t drain me like that again.”

“I make no promises,” she replied.