Organic Farming at Brad's Human Dairy Farm

By Jeff White

Organic Farming at Brad's Human Dairy Farm is the 14th book in the series, telling stories of life on a human dairy farm in southern England. As ever, the human cows have a lot of sex, sometimes offering themselves for quite sadistic acts. In this book they have several brushes with officialdom, and Chantelle's driving examiner visits to take her up on her offer of a tour of the farm, with extras! Other hucows do home visits, where customers can enjoy their nudity and sexuality, or entertain people on the farm; then at least twice a day they must go on the machine, to have their breasts pumped dry of the sweet, sweet milk! Contains explicit sexual descriptions, including of sexual behaviour, micturition and extreme sadistic acts; do not buy if you may be offended by such material.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Jeff White
• Release date: Nov 2, 2022
• ISBN: 9781005651619

Jeff White

I am a middle-aged Englishman, ok a young 56-yr-old, who has spent many years serving refreshments to a largely sympathetic public; I've now stepped back from that, and am doing a bit of writing, both adult and otherwise, and offering assistance to prospective e-publishers, ie helping to format and upload ebooks.

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Brad's Farm

Organic Farming

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Brad's Human Dairy Farm

By

Jeff White

Published by Plastic Mayor

Copyright © 2022 Jeff White

Formatting and Cover Creation by bas fountain

Cover photograph from dreamstime.com

All characters are over the age of 18

This is a work of fiction; Brad's Farm doesn't exist

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Linzi's Coffee Shop

GEORGIA Halliday looked at her reflection in the window of the coffee shop and considered the reaction of the public to her smart police uniform. Some people would glance at her with mild curiosity, perhaps wondering what iniquity she was investigating in their neighbourhood; others seemed welcoming, appreciating the effect her presence might have on their security. Some, of course, looked at her with distrust, or averted their eyes. These people were more likely to come into her life at some point in the future. The people she could see through the window of Linzi's matched the normal reactions, with most doing no more than noticing her and then getting back to their refreshments, while others did not seem too pleased to see her. She noticed one man in his thirties, sitting in a corner by himself, who quickly closed his laptop, and she thought that his search history would make interesting, and surely quite unpleasant, reading.

Georgia pushed the door open and entered the shop. At the counter she ordered a latte; the barista asked her, Is that with full fat milk? Skimmed? Soya?

Human, please, Georgia replied, sensing as she spoke a frisson of interest among those close enough to hear her. All eyes were on the barista while she produced a jug of milk from a fridge and frothed it, before preparing the coffee and handing it to the police officer. Thanks. Could you tell Linzi I'm here?

The room seemed to fall silent while Georgia raised the cup to her lips and took a sip, although she knew that she was not the only of Linzi's customers to have experimented with the milk from Brad's Human Dairy Farm! The bustle resumed when she put the cup down again, and a man approached the counter. He stood next to the Police officer and asked her, I'm sorry, but did you request human milk?

I did, Georgia confirmed.

But, er, what's that like? Anyway, is it even legal?

Georgia smiled at his confusion and told him, It is lovely, sweeter than the other options. Fresher, too. And yes, it is perfectly legal. The man had glanced involuntarily at her breasts while she was speaking and she went on, Not that fresh! It came out of the fridge. But it will have come here fresh from the 'cow' this morning.

Cow? he prompted her.

Hucow, strictly. From the farm just outside of town. You should try it in your next coffee.

I will, he assured her, and raised his hand to get the barista's attention.

At about the same time, Linzi came through from a door leading to the rear of the premises. She walked up to Georgia and kissed her briefly on the lips. They had shared some pain, and since their branding they had become close. Are you coming up to the farm for the meeting? she wondered.

Definitely, she replied. I'm early though, so I thought I'd spend some time with my favourite shop-keeper.

Linzi laughed. She went behind the counter to get herself a coffee, also with the special milk, and the two women took their cups to the private area behind the shop. They talked for a while, but both of their minds were on that kiss. Georgia knew that her new friend preferred women to men, and although she had never tasted the delight of a wet cunny, she had dreamt of very little else since they had gone to the accommodation section of the barn at Brad's farm, with a male customer accompanying Georgia, and Lois going with Linzi. Georgia leaned into her friend and they kissed again, and she was starting to caress Linzi's thinly covered breasts when the barista came through. Everybody wants to try the human stuff, she told them.

Linzi reached for her phone and, telling her staff that more would arrive shortly, she made a quick call to the farm. Then they were alone again, and Georgia slowly and deliberately opened the buttons on Linzi's blouse, exposing her small and exquisitely beautiful breasts. She caressed them tenderly, saying These are going to get a lot bigger, you know.

Linzi murmured her agreement, while her own hands were busy helping Georgia out of her clothes. Soon they were both naked, and with their mouths locked together once more, Georgia let one of her hands fall to the other woman's groin. Linzi must have only just been waxed, so smooth was she, and Georgia delighted in the softness of her pubis. She moved her head down Linzi's body to kiss one of the stiff nipples, while her spare hand gently squeezed the flesh of the other breast. As Linzi moaned softly in arousal, Georgia said, It must be odd kissing a nipple when it's got milk.

Through her moans, Linz agreed. Lois was delicious. I almost forgot what we were supposed to be doing.

With a soft laugh, Georgia went back to teasing the bullet-hard morsel of flesh, until she felt her friend's hand on her head, coaxing her to go further down. Georgia worried that she wouldn't know what to do with a woman's private parts, but she reasoned that she was