Agonize a little over what just happened.

As his breathing normalized and thoughts began to creep back into his mind, Nicholas felt the all too well-known shame rise within him, breasts sticky with dried milk and pants soaked with cooling cum. Why was he so powerless to resist... anything? Were breasts usually this sensitive? Surely not. Women wouldn't be able to go about their day if they were. Sarah had just breathed on him! So it was just Nicholas' luck then - not only did he grow tits, they were also unusually, amazingly sensitive. Groaning, Nicholas pushed himself up, shuddering erotically as his nipples brushed against the sheets, damp spots left where he had dribbled milk onto them.

And, of course, there was Sarah. She seemed positively infatuated with the pastor's breasts, and... her tongue had felt so...

"Agh!" Putting his face into his hands, Pastor Clarke tried to push the memories away - but his nipples remembered very well, particularly as the brushed against his arms.

Puckering and swelling, they soon were just as hard as when Sarah had licked them. But the pastor had given in once already, leaving another pair of pants soaked, and was intent on avoiding this for the foreseeable future. Gritting his teeth, Pastor Clarke stood up and went to take a shower, trying to ignore how even walking was enough to make him harden slowly in his pants as his boobs jiggled and his nipples danced up and down.

It was thus no surprise that Pastor Clarke took his shower with a massive hard-on. And as he lathered the thick, pulsing shaft up, he couldn't shake the impression that it felt... larger, somehow. Longer and thicker. Maybe even... veinier? The pastor hadn't been in the habit of masturbating often - or at all, for that matter - so it was hard to tell, but seeing as he had grown rather large breasts, an inflated cock didn't seem too out of this world. And Nicholas' throbbing member seemed more sensitive as well, lurching and straining as he pumped his length with both hands, the soap lubricating the velvety skin exquisitely...

"Nngh, shoot!" As much as he enjoyed the sensations, and as much as the look of his growing chest was, well, growing on him, Nicholas still couldn't quite handle the loss of control. One moment of carelessness, and he risked tumbling down a slippery slope of lust, leading to an amazingly sensual, yet annoyingly sticky ending. "Ffffgh..."

Forcing his hands away from his member, Nicholas lathered up the rest of his body, trembling fuckstick slapping into his arms and the shower stall, much to his annoyance. The way Nichoals' breasts jiggled and swayed with his every move was rather distracting, too, and lathering them up was an exercise in self-control, as was actually showering, the warm water seeming to caress every inch of his skin.

Once he was finally out of the shower and dried off with the roughest, least sensual towel he could find, Nicholas felt weak in the knees, his mental fortitude only barely holding up. With every step back to his room, his titties bounced and his cock bobbed. But... he'd cum so recently, and his boobies were practically empty... if he touched himself now, it would be just for pleasure, self-gratification, not to take care of any condition or fulfill some other task... but then again, why shouldn't he--

"Nicholas?" Sarah's surprised voice made him freeze for a second, Nicholas' hands quickly whipping up to hide his nakedness - both woefully inadequate to hide either his breasts or his pulsing shaft. "S-sorry!"

"Sarah?!" Standing naked in front of his housekeeper should be embarassing, not exciting - but as it was, Nicholas definitely felt more of the latter than the former. "Why are you... where have you...?"

"I... I was just about to go shopping for your b-bras, I wanted to check on you before..." As before, Sarah couldn't keep her eyes from straying downwards, blushing and chewing her lower lip at the way Nicholas' boobs bulged against his arm as he covered them rather haphazardly. His cock began to drool as an undeniably sexual thrill rushed through him at the attention. "Sorry! I'll be off, are you going to be alright?"

"I... y-yeah, sure..." The hand that had been pushing down his shaft to at least try and hide it was now rubbing the base of his cock - a fact that obviously didn't escape Sarah's notice. The impish smile was back as she gave Nicholas a tiny wave and turned to leave the house. "Uh, see you!"

In the end, Sarah having seen him completely nude was what did Nicholas in. And why shouldn't he take care of his out of control libido? He was naked, so no clothes to stain, and the bed sheets were already soaked with milk and had to be changed anyways. Reclining on the bed, pillow and covers made into a soft, makeshift backrest, Nicholas ran his left hand from his thigh up to his perky tits, with his right teasing the base of his thick shaft. He probably should have taken care of this quickly and efficiently as he usually did, but for some reason, Nicholas didn't mind taking his time today.

"Unnh~... It's... definitely biggerrr~..." The first gentle stroke was enough to make droplets form on all three achingly erect points on his body - milk in the case of his nipples, pre on his cock. "Mhmm~..."

Languidly running his fingers over the velvety skin of his shaft, Nicholas rubbed the swollen, deep purple glans with his palm once he reached the tip, smearing the bubbling pre around liberally. The flow only intensified when he pushed against his left underboob, the wave of pleasure running through Nicholas' body making the breath hitch in his throat. Rivulets of milk were beginning to roll down the swell of his breasts, making them nice and slick as he massaged the sensitive orbs, slowly working his way towards the erect teats capping them, circle after slightly tighter circle serving to drive himself wild.

Nicholas' right hand stroked along the length of his cock, which was throbbing and lurching and completely covered in pre, every pumping pulse forcing more from his plump balls and out through his shaft. Masturbating had never felt quite this good, making Nicholas gasp and moan involuntarily as his hips began thrusting into his fist - or rather, Nicholas' hand, the fingers not quite managing to close completely around his thick, throbbing rod.

"Ahnngh..." Finally, Nicholas' thumb brushed against his swollen areola, making the stiff nipple rising over it strain even harder, tiny squirts of milk shooting out and splattering against his collarbone.

Unable to resist any longer, Nicholas pinched the erect teat between two fingers and pulled, making thin streams of milk splash over his body as Nicholas arched his back in pleasure. His right hand pumping mechanically along his shaft, thumb playing over the swollen glans at the end of every stroke. Nicholas flicked his nipple, droplets of milk flying through the air, hitting the bed, Nicholas' stomach - and his lips.

"Hhnmmh~..." In the heat of the moment, Nicholas didn't think twice about licking it up, rich, creamy sweetness filling his mouth from this one drop alone.

It tasted exquisite! Hefting his breast, Nicholas pulled it upwards, head diving towards the milky tit, neck straining, tongue extending... and just barely not reaching. Nicholas felt the heat of his excited breaths wash over his boob much like Sarah's had, his wet tongue only just tickling the dripping, creamy nipple. But the last few, crucial fractions of an inch were impossible to bridge.

But even as Nicholas groaned in frustration, a thick glob of cream was jettisoned forth by his insistent squeezing, squirting right into his open mouth. The groan turned eager, sexual, and Nicholas began to pump his shaft faster, squeezing his tit to send a stream of milk splattering over his tongue and into his mouth. It tasted. So. Good! How had he not yet tried his own milk?!

"Mnnyeah~..." As soon as his mouth was full, Nicholas swallowed, squeezing his boob again - but it seemed that one mouthful was all that had been left, the paltry dribble oozing down the soft flesh of his chest soaked up by Nicholas' skin before it even reached his clavicle. "Nnooh..."

While his erection never faltered, Nicholas' disappointment was immense - until he remembered that his right breast still held at least some creamy bounty. The mere thought made his cock strain powerfully, a mighty spurt of pre shooting through the air to splatter on Nicholas' leg. His cock was already completely covered, Nicholas' hand flying up and down the impressive length with loud, wet noises.

As he grabbed his other breast, aiming the impossibly stiff nipple as well as he could, Nicholas dimly felt impressed by the amount of fluids his body had become capable of expelling, only for all of his thoughts to be consumed by bliss as new streams of milk splashed against his face and into his mouth. Rapturous moans rose from Nicholas' throat as he squeezed and massaged his right breast, intent to empty it as well - and as fast as possible. Not that he wanted this to be over, far from it, but Nicholas craved more of his cream, even if it was just a mouthful.

And just as the last droplets dribbled down on the swell of his breast, Nicholas felt his nuts begin to churn, twitching between his thighs. Feeling the point of no return approach rather rapidly made Nicholas speed up his fapping, his left hand squeezing his boobs as its thumb caressed the slick nipple. Nicholas' entire body was flooded with lust, cock and nipples buzzing and straining with pleasure as he writhed on the sheets, until...

"Nnfffuuaaaah~..." For all its intensity, despite the thick, sticky ropes of cum exploding from his jerking shaft, Nicholas' climax was almost... lazy, debilitating waves of pleasure rolling over him and robbing him of his ability to think; even breathing was almost impossible as Nicholas gasped in uncontrollable lust.

As hot cum rained down on Nicholas' body and legs, he squeezed his right tit roughly, the pink, pulsing nipple sticking out from between his fingers. The puffy, raised areola squished under his palm sent electric shocks of bliss through Nicholas, making his nuts clench mightily again and again to **** out his hot cock-milk - and despite the impressive amount Nicholas had pumped into his pants in the bathroom this morning, his balls seemed to have more than recovered. The sticky mess covering his body and the bed was at least equal to that Nicholas had soaked his pants with, finally petering out after what had to be a full minute of climaxing...

...Only for Nicholas' orgasm continuing, of course dry now that his balls had thoroughly emptied themselves. All of his muscles quivered and twitched, cock trembling and pulsing in his grip, breasts heaving, nipples throbbing - until the mind-rending bliss finally began to ebb away, leaving Nicholas exhausted, panting and covered in cum and milk.