My Sweet Milky Fountain

Selecting male college students to drink her milk

Amanda returned to her seat, feeling weak after the breastfeeding and oral s*x.

Her phone showed a new message, Leo asking if she needed help with breastfeeding, as she must be really engorged by now.

Amanda glanced down at her soft and saggy breasts and could only reply that she didn't need help for now.

Leo probably thought that she hadn't started producing milk yet and just said to call him whenever she needed.

Amanda couldn't help but think about the night, where she would have to get up in the middle of the night to pump milk like a breastfeeding mother, otherwise she would risk getting blocked ducts.

They had discussed this during their team building, Leo's place was in the opposite direction of hers, so it was impossible for him to help at night.

Their relationship hadn't reached the point of sharing the same bed.

As soon as work ended, Leo and his colleagues went to the gym downstairs to work out, also avoiding the rush hour traffic so they could have a smooth drive home.

It was all because of their annoying boss, who wasted her time. Amanda had to work late to finish her tasks before going home.

Her breasts were being stubborn and didn't stop producing milk even when she wasn't hungry, it seemed like she produced milk just by drinking water.

Amanda just hoped she could get back to her rented house before her breasts exploded.

Luckily, the subway wasn't too crowded, otherwise she couldn't guarantee that her milk wouldn't be squeezed out.

As she was getting close to home, Amanda opened a "Doit" casual s*x app and updated her profile:

① Male college student, sports major, professionals please don't disturb;

② Good body and looks, willing to help me with breastfeeding overnight;

③ Virginity considered for further development, a medical check-up report is required.

As soon as she updated her profile, her inbox flooded with messages.

There were brave applicants, but their profile pictures were too ordinary or even obscene, so Amanda immediately deleted their messages.

Some met her requirements, but they wanted to negotiate, "If you're not interested in a virgin, I have experience and promise to take care of you well".

Amanda directly told them it wouldn't work, fairness between men and women, she was a virgin and of course she also hoped the other person would be clean. If they wanted a superior experience, no man could beat her little toy.

Besides, she already had two experienced candidates around her. At the rate things were going, she didn't believe Leo and Zack didn't want to have s*x with her.

The other side didn't give up, they sent her a picture of their p***s.

If she hadn't had that experience with her boss, Amanda had to admit that this guy's size was acceptable, at least it was of average quality.

But Zack had spoiled her taste, and her mom taught her to compare goods, not to make decisions easily. So Amanda replied to this p***s guy, "Too average" and continued to search.

Little did she know that insulting a man's p***s and insulting a poor young man were serious offenses. The p***s guy immediately became furious and sent her a string of insults, calling her a b***h, a slut, a w***e, and even compared her to a bus. If men in real life didn't find her desirable, why would she still be on a casual s*x app and let herself be humiliated like a traditional w***e.

Amanda directly blocked him.

She admitted that she had a bit of a masochistic tendency. When Zack called her a little slut, she felt a shameful sense of excitement, but only in bed. Dirty talk could be a form of flirting, but in everyday life it was hard to argue that it wasn't insulting.

Amanda started chatting with another person, but he didn't match one of the requirements, he wasn't a student.

Amanda had to bid him goodbye.

She wanted to meet different people, staying with a male college student was acceptable, since students didn't have much living expenses. If a working professional squeezed in with her, it was hard not to suspect that the person was doing it to save on rent.

There was one person who was perfectly suitable in all aspects, his profile picture confirmed that it was him, and his p***s size wasn't worse than Zack's, but unfortunately, he was still half a year away from turning 18.

Amanda decided to give up, she didn't have a p********a fetish, and she didn't want to be someone's mother.

Time was ticking away, and her breasts were filling up slowly.

Amanda deeply understood the difficulties of HR recruitment. With so many options, she had to ask the same questions over and over again during interviews, which was quite monotonous.

When Amanda was about to give up, a perfect candidate stood out.

Amanda happened to live near a university campus, and this freshman from the School of Physical Education was only a 20-minute walk from her place.

He showed her his ID photo and birth date, and Amanda had to admit that her own ID photo couldn't capture such a handsome and upright appearance, especially since he claimed to have no dating experience.

Everything seemed too perfect, like a facade.

Amanda was worried that he might be deceiving her, so she asked him to take a picture of himself with an electronic clock to confirm the current time.

This guy, JT, the male college student, obediently held up the clock in front of his chest and took a picture in front of the dormitory's full-length mirror, wearing only his underwear.

Amanda discreetly used the mirror as a reference to estimate his height, which should be the same as he had claimed, around 1.9 meters.

JT had an excellent physique, not to mention his muscles, which were a given for a physical education student, but his wide shoulders and narrow waist, especially his V-shaped back, were particularly attractive.

Amanda couldn't wait to be taken from behind or be carried and f****d by him, walking while f*****g, from the dark balcony to the bathroom, sucking out her milk, flattening her soft breasts against the frosted glass, and gripping her waist to continue f*****g.

Mmm... Look at those muscular arms, he shouldn't have any problem lifting a hundred-plus pounds of her.

And, what's that bulge in his underwear! If he's not wearing any protective gear, it should be even more impressive than Zack's.

Amanda couldn't control her milk from flowing, her little cunt secretly oozed its own wave of vaginal fluid, eager to be pounded by his c**k.

JT: How about it? Do you want to meet?

Amanda: Sure.

JT: Sorry, just to confirm, you really want me to drink your milk?

Amanda: Yes, drink it all, don't spit it out.

JT: Just drink it directly?

JT: I mean, just bite on your...

Amanda: It's just as you imagined.

JT: Okay.

Amanda told him to come to the entrance of her rented house near the university, and if there was no immediate attraction, they could have a cup of milk tea together without revealing her address.

If possible, of course, she would just take him home and have him drink her milk.

Amanda changed into a flowing knee-length skirt and left with only her phone.

The milk tea shop was crowded, filled with youthful and charming young faces, groups of people chattering away or whispering to each other.

Amanda couldn't help but miss her busy student days.

Her phone suddenly vibrated, a new message from Doit.

JT: I'm at the entrance, can you recognize me?

Amanda put down her phone and looked around for a lone male student like herself.

It had to be said that being tall had its advantages, a 1.9-meter height really stood out from the crowd.

That guy clearly hadn't been waiting for milk tea, he wasn't glancing at the shop like the others.

He was observing the crowd.

Just like her.

Amanda: White t-shirt, army green work pants, blue and white Air Jordans?

JT: It's me, where are you?

Amanda: At your 8 o'clock direction.

JT turned around and spotted her, his handsome face suddenly lit up, a smile that couldn't hide his delight.

He pursed his lips and walked towards Amanda.

"Amanda?" He smiled and said: “Nice to meet you, baby.”

His deep and sexy voice, and most compellingly, that "baby" he said, was an unexpectedly charming display of submission.

If Amanda had any hesitation before meeting him, now it was all dissolved by this sincere "baby".

"It's me," Amanda said, "JT?"

"Yeah."

The next move from this male college student gained even more favor.

He actually took out the ID card that had been obscured earlier and showed it to her in its entirety.

"This is my ID card, my name is Jamie Turner."

Amanda was surprised, she didn't expect someone to use their ID card as a business card, handing it out to everyone they met.

"Oh," she looked at it briefly, the same one from earlier, "you can just call me Amanda."

Amanda felt a little embarrassed.

She pointed at the milk tea shop, "Do you want something to drink?"

Jamie suddenly blushed and glanced at her heavy breasts, "I'm afraid I won't be able to finish it later."

This was the first time Amanda openly discussed her breasts with a stranger, even more embarrassing than with Leo and Zack. They had seen her slip up during the meeting, so she was mentally prepared, but now it was with a young man she had known for less than an hour.

Amanda's ears felt hot, and she whispered, "Just come with me."