Christian's 2nd Date with Emily

"Let them go...its hardwood." He said softly. He walked over the stood in front of her. Gently he pried her hands from her tits. The full tits sat pretty high considering she had been breastfeeding for so long. The nipples didn't point toward the Heavens, but they didn't point to the floor either. They were perfect and swayed a little when she breathed. They continued to leak. "May I undress you?"

She nodded.

Christian was slow and easy well undressing his newest lover. He slowly drew her very prim skirt down her shapely legs. She wore full white briefs underneath. This was not surprise to him, but it did surprise him that her white cotton granny-panties made him want to devour her. Never had another woman brought on such a strong reaction in him before. Normally he would already be fully embedded in his date's cunt and fucking her like a rag doll, but with Emily and her leaking tits he wanted to take his time and explore. He couldn't go as far as to say that he wanted to make love to her, but he didn't want her to feel used when they were done. Sure, he was still going to fuck the shit out of her, but in a kinder and gentler manner.

Christian drew her underwear down her legs. She stepped out of the skirt and underwear at the same time. He tossed them aside, but when he noticed her worried expression, he pulled the skirt back and laid it nicely over a chair. She was a mother, she would be thinking about how much her skirt may wrinkle, and then everyone might suspect her naughty nocturnal pleasures. She visibly relaxed, and he finally allowed himself to take a good look at her nicely shaved pussy. It had a little hair on the pubic mound, but being a beautiful golden red shade it hardly stood out. Christian didn't have a huge preference when it came to the pubic hair of his lovers. As long as he didn't need a weed-wacker to get to her slit, he was happy, but looking at Emily's perfect mound was maybe swaying him to have a preference. She was it.

"You are simply stunning." He said in awe. She smiled and her breasts released more milk.

He just had to taste here there. Standing fully upright, Christian tugged Emily to the bed. He placed her over the bed, with her legs hanging over the edge. She watched him over her huge tits, as he undressed. He had a great body. Lean and muscular, as well as tall and dark; too good looking for sure. Her eyes went round when Christian dropped his pants and revealed his massive hard dick. She had never taken such a large cock. She had only been with three other men before, two having been when she was in her teens, and then of course her husband. They had not been small men, but probably just average. Christian was assuredly above average, and she guessed him to be a thick nine inches long. Emily felt her breasts filling again. Arousal always made that happen.

Christian knelt down on the floor beside the bed. He moved in closely to her and forced her to spread her legs to give him access to where he wanted to be. Excitement charged through Emily, and left her body thrumming with her carnal lusts. Christian brought his face near Emily's moist pussy. He could smell her musky arousal. She could feel his breathing on her most private place. He just held his mouth there above her for what felt like a long time. The waiting for him to touch her with his mouth had Emily's nipples expelling milk rapidly. It leaked down her tits and ran down her sides to the soft towel beneath her. She felt as if she had become so tightly wound that all he would have to do is nuzzle her pussy and she would blow off with an orgasm.

Her clit throbbed when he ran his tongue up and over her smooth outer lips. He nuzzled his nose into her light patch of pubic hair. He repeated this several times, and Emily felt closer and closer to another climax. When he finally used his fingers to spread her wet lower lips, then run his tongue over her erect clit she almost came off the bed with her hard orgasm. Christian watched Emily buck wildly under his mouth which was hot, but what really made him hot was looking up to see her breasts manically spurting milk. Christian had never cum in his pants before, but this was one time when he had come close.

Once Emily calmed, and her breathing came back to normal Christian carefully inserted two fingers into her cunt. He stroked the inside of her pubic mound with his long fingers. He was trying to find the spongy tissue of her G-spot. She was so wet around his fingers, and Christian could still feel the odd clench of her pussy from her ebbing climax. When he did hit the right spot he knew it. Her back arched from the mattress and she sucked in her breath and held it. He kept his pressure constant as he pulled and pushed his fingers over and G-spot quickly. Emily writhed around his hand.

"Ohh...uhh...uhh..."

Christian leaned forward again, and brought his mouth to her pussy. Her musk was pungent and intoxicating. He pushed his tongue passed her outer lips and languidly explored her pussy- the tastes and textures, the aroma and wetness. Within minutes he brought her easily off again. This time she came so hard that she pulled her legs tightly together capturing his head against her pussy.

She cried out loudly, "Oh! Oh! Uhhhhhhhhhh!"

When her powerful climax finally subsided, she released Christian from the vice her legs had created. He gently eased his fingers out of her sucking snatch. He tasted them. She watched him from under heavily hooded eyes. Her tits were letting loose torrents of milk. Christian decided he wanted to feel that milk on his hot cock. He took her by her hand and helped her into a sitting position. She seemed unsure when he moved his cock in closer to her face. He knew she would suck him if he asked, but that wasn't what he wanted at that moment. He stood above her, lifted one of her leaky tits and slowly milked it from the base to the nipple. Streams of milk sprayed out, and onto Christian's hand and cock. It felt luxurious as the tiny streams of milk bathed his cock.

When Christian felt the persistent tightness in his balls, he knew he had to be in her. She seemed to sense this too, and they both shifted back onto the bed. Christian climbed between Emily's legs and spread them wide so he could take a good long look at her spread cunt, flat stomach and amazing tits. She was so fucking hot that she made him think about things he didn't want to think about. Emily Lane was only supposed to be a onetime fuck, but she had him wanting more. He didn't like this train of thought, but he didn't have the time or desire to talk himself down at that moment.

Christian picked up Emily's legs and placed them up on his shoulders. Taking his huge erection in hand he positioned the purple head at her wet entrance. She seemed ready and eager for him to burry himself in her. She wriggled her pussy, begging him with her body language to fuck her. He wasn't about to let her down, so he thrust hard and felt his rock hard stick push into her hot wet hole. She was much tighter than he had thought she would be. After all, she had given birth before. He had heard women tend to be looser after giving birth. Maybe he had heard wrong. He could care less as he slowly worked his cock up into her squeezing cunt. It felt excruciatingly good.

Emily had never felt so full before in her life. She could already feel her orgasm building. Her milk was spilling from her boobs and running everywhere. It didn't bother her in the least, in fact it actually felt erotic and made her that much hotter. Emily had never taken such a big cock, and she suspected that when Christian thrust deeply she would feel his cock head against her cervix. While Christian made slow short strokes in and out of her pussy, Emily had a feeling that she was forgetting something. Something important, but at that moment she just didn't care to try to figure it out. Christian was making longer and deeper strokes into her, and she felt as if she would surely free fall over the edge into a wild orgasm at any moment. And no sooner had that thought entered her head when she did. It wasn't just one toe curling orgasm thought, it was a never ending series of orgasms that racked her body and left her feeling weak.

Christian continued to fuck her harder and harder, and finally during one of his hardest and deepest thrusts he painfully pounded into her cervix. Emily yelped once and then saw stars for several seconds, but that passed quickly and she flowed back into another series of climaxes. He felt a like a rock was wedged up inside her. He angled his hips and continued to pound himself into her. He was hitting new spots that may never have been hit before, or if they had been it had been long forgotten. Emily knew she was very orgasmic, but she had had no idea her body could deliver this!

Christian reached for Emily's tits, which were now spaying milk almost continuously. He pulled on her nipples almost roughly and the milk actually streamed onto his chest. This surprised and pleased Christian. He watched Emily closely. Her head was thrown back into the feather pillow, and her golden red hair was spread like a hallo around it. Her lips were parted, to allow her to attempt to breathe between long moans and loud grunts. Her skin was fair and creamy with a light dusting of freckles over her face, at the top of her chest, across her shoulders and down her arms. He would have to play connect-the-dots one day. He would have to have her again; he knew this like he knew he needed his next breath. Emily and her milky tits were bewitching him.

He couldn't take it any longer he needed to cum. His balls were painfully tight with his need. He thrust deeply, bumping her cervix again but with a little less thrust this time. She didn't cry out, and he kept his strokes long and deep. Finally when he felt his seed speeding up from deep within his balls he pushed as hard into her as he could. His crotch pressed fully against her pussy. Emily screamed with one last hard climax and then her eyes fluttered open, only to roll back into her head. In a matter of seconds, Christian found himself spewing his seed deeply into the cunt of an unconscious woman. This didn't stop him as stream after stream of his hot spunk unloaded into her body. When he finally felt empty he pulled his wet dripping dick from her snatch, and a stunning amount of cum flowed out of her and spilled down her ass cheeks. Placing her legs gently onto the bed, Christian collapsed next to his unconscious, but raggedly breathing lover.

The towels he had placed onto the bed were drenched with her milk and their cum. He didn't care at all. That had been one of his most powerful orgasms ever. He had never made another woman pass out during sex either. This pleased him to no end. If he could breathe normally he might have celebrated, but as it was he could hardly function let alone think clearly. Then he also slipped into a sexually exhausted sleep. He wasn't out long, when something startled him awake. His eyes flipped open to catch Emily trying to sneak out of the room with her clothes in her arms.

"Where do you think you are going?"

"Oh, I am sorry. I thought you were sound asleep."

"So what if I was? Where are you sneaking off too?"

"I wasn't sneaking!" She said indignantly. "It's just my Gracie..." Emily stopped speaking when she noticed Christian's cock twitch a little against his leg. She could see he was getting hard again, and her breasts instantly reacted with a surge of milk leaking from them.

Christian glanced at his bedside clock. It said midnight. "Isn't Gracie sleeping by now? How can she miss you if she is off in dreamland?" He asked smartly.

"Well, I..." Emily fumbled to catch her leaking milk. It spread through her fingers, and he was pretty close to hard now.

"You just gave me the most powerful orgasm of my life." Christian confessed. "And if I am not mistaken, I just gave you the most powerful orgasms of your life! Don't you think we owe it to each other to have a round two before you have to go home? And besides, how were you going to get home? I drove, remember?"

"I was going to call a cab." Emily said simply. She couldn't pull her eyes from his elongated dick. It stood up and against his belly. He sat up, and Emily almost wanted to run from the room. She almost hadn't survived their last fuck. He had actually fucked her unconscious! She wasn't sure her body could withstand a round two so soon.

Christian got up from the bed, and he went to the small woman and took her in his arms. He kissed her slowly and gently. He could feel her become putty in his hands. As soon as he touched her, he could feel her relent. She wanted him as much as he wanted her. She would happily spread her legs and allow him to pleasure them both again and again. They continued to kiss, with their tongues playing between their mouths. He took her wet tits in his hands and rubbed the tight nipples against his chest. Milk poured from them and ran down his flat abs and into the dark thatch of pubic hair above his erect manhood. She would do anything he asked.

Breaking the kiss ruthlessly, Christian spun Emily around so that her back was too him. He knocked the clothes from her arms and then held her by her upper arms while he pressed his cock into the small of her back. She groaned as he rubbed his dick against her back, and then down to the crack of her ass. She had a beautiful apple round ass. He wondered briefly how it would feel to wedge his dick up into her rectum. The idea made his cock throb almost painfully, but from experience that was something you trained a woman to enjoy especially when your dick was the size of his. He vowed to one day to talk her into undergoing anal training.

For now he pressed his body against hers and forced her to walk out of the bedroom. Staying close against her he forced her to walk to his dining room. Once there, he instructed her to lean over his dark wood table. When she did so her ass stuck up in the air. He helped her spread her legs. He could see her pussy lips framed by her legs. She was a little red and swollen there, and this made his feel virile. He had marked her and she would feel it for the rest of the day. Christian looked over Emily's shoulder and was disappointed to see her tightly clasping her breasts.

"Brace yourself on the table." He instructed as he playfully stroked her cunt with his hand. She quickly began to purr and push her pussy back against his hand, but she was still holding her breasts.

"I don't want to leak my milk all over your table. I am serious, Christian; if you fuck me here, when you are done there will be a puddle!"

"That is why I want to fuck you here, now release those perfect tits of yours and brace yourself on the table. Palms flat again the wood." Christian watched as Emily let go of her tits and her milk began to rapidly drip onto the table. Her hands were wet from her efforts to staunch the flow. He moved back behind her and grabbed his dick. The stiff prick was so hard that it resisted being pushed down, but he pushed harder so he could mount her from behind. He pressed into her hard and fast, he had no desire for carefully loving her this time. He wanted to ride her hard and make her cum again and again.

Emily felt impaled on Christian's huge rod. Everything jiggled when he slammed into her. Her tits rocked and swayed violently while her milk literally sprayed jet streams all over his table. She would have felt terribly uncomfortable by this, if it hadn't been for the fact that he seemed genuinely turned on by it.

"Lick some of it up Emily!" Christian grunted, while he worked hard behind her.

Emily didn't think twice, she just acted. She leaned forward, pressing her tits against the table well she brought her face down and licked her milk from the tabletop. This seemed to please Christian, as his thrust became faster. Emily felt the beginning of a climax. She knew from experience it would build quickly. Without intentionally doing so, Emily began pushing back onto Christian's cock, fucking herself on his erection. She met him perfectly for each thrust and he went so deeply into her. So, deep that it felt as if his load of cum might end up in her throat. He was reaching her womb with every thrust, but he wasn't banging it painful. Her body suddenly jerked and shook hard with her orgasm. A gush of wetness flowed around his cock and leaked onto her thighs. She grunted with her face pressed against the table, wet with milk. Her hair was wet with her own milk.

Watching Emily cum so hard and seeing her beautiful face pressed against his table in her own creamy milk was Christian's undoing. Taking his cock as deeply as he could he once again he bathed her womb with his cum. His cock twitched inside her throwing off spurt after spurt of his hot load. Her pussy overflowed and more of their mixed cum poured out and down her thighs. That is when it hit them both. The important thing they had both forgotten. A condom!

"Fuck!" Christian hissed, pulling his softening cock from her cunt. "Please tell me you are on the pill?"

"I...umm....no. I can't be. I have to stay off the pill so I can safely breastfeed the babies." Emily explained, turning to look at Christian. His face was red, and his cock was limp against his leg. Her throat felt dry. They had both messed up, big time.

"Ok...did you use any other method to protect yourself?" He asked incredulously.

"No...Due to synthetic hormones in most contraceptives I can't ethically use them. I only feel truly safe using condoms." Tears brimmed in Emily's eyes. This seemed to soften Christian's anger a little. He stepped forward and took her in his arms.

"Ok, sweetie, I am sure we are all worried about nothing. What are the odds, right?" He didn't bother suggesting the morning after pill. She would reject that to preserve the safety of her breast milk. He had to convince himself that the window of ovulation is relatively small, so odds were against her becoming pregnant from this one glorious night. Christian hugged her tightly to him, trying to calm them both.

Emily's milk leaked between them, running down both of their stomachs. What were the odds? She thought while counting off the days of her cycle in her own head. Oh, shit! Emily thought to herself. Oh shit!