Despite his female orgasm, the pastor is still rock-hard...

(Sorry for the long-ish absence - real life issues and a subsequent lack of time and inspiration conspired to keep me from writing.)

The two lovers were panting from exertion and the lustful afterglow, Sarah's enormous udders resting heavily on the pastor's back, drooling milk all over him. But they weren't the only things that dripped copious amounts of fluids - despite the powerful, draining climax centered on his female genitals, the pastor's massive rod was as hard as ever, pulsing and bobbing with his heartbeat, the swollen, dripping tip brushing against the swell of Nicholas' fat, dangling breasts, if only just. And yet, the pastor felt entirely unable to do something about it, a pleasant fatigue having overtaken his body. Even the cum roiling in his swollen nuts couldn't spur him into action - the sensation of Sarah's hot, potent cum filling his womb to the brim simply overshadowed everything else.

"Nhoho, what do we have here?" Sarah, on the other hand, seemed to be more on top of things, besides being on top of Nicholas, her barely softening clit-cock dragging over his sensitive inner walls with every movement. She had gone to hug her lover around the waist, ending up pressing his enormous schlong against his stomach and making Nicholas' knees buckle anew. "Someone's not done yet, eh?"

Nicholas' only reply was a low, keening moan as Sarah's soft hands wrapped around his straining shaft, fingers barely reaching around its girth as she began to stroke gently, languidly, her enormous udders squirting streams of milk down the pastor's sides where they pressed into him. With every tug on his member, Sarah's own cock pumped in and out of Nicholas' slit, slowly growing hard once more and spreading the pastor wide, leaving him barely able to breathe as he gripped the edge of the desk tightly, holding on for dear life. He could feel his shaft pulsing, swelling, straining, every one of Sarah's strokes on the thick tool sending a fat glob of cloudy pre against the swell of his bouncing breasts, leaving it to ooze down his soft, swollen orbs and finally drip from his erect teats, together with the near-constant stream of milk dribbling onto the floor.

There were no coherent thoughts in Nicholas' mind; there couldn't be, not with lust flooding his entire being once more, arousal and love for Sarah making every fibre of his being sing and tremble, hips bucking to thrust into Sarah's hands. Of course, the involuntary motions led to the pastor effectively impaling himself on his lover's pulsing fuckstick again and again, although the effect was greatly appreciated by both Nicholas and Sarah herself, her thrusting growing more eager and powerful, sending ripples through the pastor's soft ass and thighs. And even though it had been mere minutes since her last messy, voluminous climax, Sarah's cock wasn't aching in the slightest; it seemed God's new plan for humanity included all of the strengths of both genders - multiple climaxes, virility and fertility unrivaled by anything else in creation, the erogenous zones and sexual capabilities of man and woman combined in one body - and none of the weaknesses like, say, a pesky refractory period.

And judging by the fact that Nicholas hadn't blown his load when his pussy had exploded in orgasm, the two could even cum independently. Much to the enjoyment of Sarah, who could feel every pulsing vein under the velvety smooth skin of the pastor's cock as she squeezed and tugged and stroked, Nicholas' moans and mewls fanning the fires of her own lust, her thrusting growing ever more forceful and unrestrained. Yes, she had filled her lover until thick, goopy strands of cum had dripped from his pussy, but as her German great grandmother had always said: 'Doppelt hält besser', or 'Two are better than one'. Neither Oma Karla nor Sarah would have ever expected it to apply to the housekeeper trying to impregnate her employer, of course. Still, it was undeniably true, so Sarah kept on pumping Nicholas' straining monster of a shaft and thrusting into his gushing snatch, lewd squelching sounds filling the room and mixing with the wet patter of the milk dripping from the lovers' bouncing, wobbling breasts as their bodies rocked, growing arousal wiping out any fatigue as their motions became more vigorous, chasing their second climax almost desperately.

"Hah... hah... ungh!" Thrusting harder into Nicholas, her right hand going faster over his shaft as her left went to grope and squeeze his milky bosom, Sarah leaned forwards to nibble on her lover's earlobe. "G-god, you fee-feel incredible... I love you s-so much, Nicholas... I wanna fuck you all d-day..."

"Sh-sha--eeghaaww..." Nicholas' reply was entirely incomprehensible, his eyes rolling up as his tongue lolled from his slack mouth. He was in no way equipped to handle another orgasm so soon, at least not with any kind of mental coherence. Of course, he was enjoying the building climax immensely amd clearly communicating said enjoyment by slamming his child-bearing hips back against Sarah, arching his back to press his sloshing, dripping mammaries into her left and thrusting his straining shaft into her right hand.

For someone as lust-addled as he was, the pastor showed remarkable coordination. All in pursuit of another mind-shattering orgasm; an orgasm that seemed to be building slower and slower the closer Nicholas got to that ultimate release. With almost **** whines and moans, the pastor, reduced to a primal state where only rutting, mating, fucking mattered, kept impaling himself on Sarah's massive clit-cock again and again, shaking his hips back and forth so vigorously his heavy, roiling nuts swung back and forth with enough momentum that they smacked against his lover's right hand and the shaft Sarah kept pumping. The motion was mirrored further up, where his swollen, heavy tits bounced in wild circles even with Sarah's hands dancing over them, slapping into each other and against Nicholas' arms as they sandwiched the drooling glans of his member and sprayed milk in erratic spirals, adding to the copious amounts already covering the floor.

But even that paled against Sarah's ongoing contribution, rivulets of milk squirting out of her oversized udders with every wild thrust, running down Nicholas' sides, making them and his desperately throbbing cock even slicker than they already were. But even with the added lubrication and Sarah's hands flying over the pastor's massive shaft or squeezing and fondling his slick breasts respectively, the soaring ascent towards final release slowed to a crawl, leaving Nicholas moaning helplessly, stuck at a level of arousal that threatened to overwhelm the pastor's mind, shorting out his synapses as lust burned with the power of creation itself in every fiber of his being, the nucleus of this searing heat right in his distended, cum-filled womb.

And Nicholas wanted more. He needed more. He was so very close, and he could feel Sarah's clit-cock swell and pulse deep within him, globs of pre spurting into the pastor's snatch that were almost as large as one of the sticky ropes of cum his lover had filled him with earlier. The first session seemed to have been little more than warmup for Sarah... The anticipation left Nicholas barely able to breathe, shallow gasps shaking his body as he met Sarah's increasingly erratic thrusts. The pastor felt himself pass the point of no return, finally and helplessly tumbling towards climax, and yet his body tensed, muscles in his nethers clamping down involuntarily, holding back the cum bubbling over in the pastor's twitching nuts, Nicholas' orgasm building beyond what his mind could take.

"NAAAH!" With a primal scream ripping from his throat, Nicholas' world went white. Pleasure, pure, white-hot, mind-destroying pleasure ripped through him, making the pastor's body twitch and convulse. Nicholas pushed himself up from the desk, arms fully extended and breasts bouncing wildly, milk spraying from his erect teats all over his desk. "Nffuuugh!"

And finally, the pastor's massively swollen, pulsing shaft unleashed a torrent of seed, the sticky ropes coming so fast the individual shots were undiscernible from each other as they splattered against the heater on the wall behind Nicholas' desk with a mighty, reverberating noise. Sarah's hand and hips kept pumping as Nicholas began to cum - but as the pastor's back pushed into his lover's leaking udders, his cock swelled in her right and of course his snatch began fluttering and twitching around Sarah's thick clit-cock, the stimulation instantly overwhelmed any resistance or selfcontrol she might have had.

"Ni-Nicho-NicholaaAAAH!"

Sarah's left, no longer at work on the pastor's bosom after he'd jerked upright, flew to his wide hips to hold the pastor's lover steady as she unloaded once more deep into him, hips twitching and jerking with every thick glob of Sarah's hot swimmers deposited into Nicholas' eager snatch. Gasping, moaning, squealing mixed with the thick patter of milk and cum hitting the ground, oozing down their legs, rolling down the swell of their breasts...

Bliss. Utter, absolute bliss. The small part of Pastor Nicholas' mind that still could form memories in this storm of pleasure would allow for his trust in God's plan to grow even more firm thanks to these sensations once he could think again. Something that made both partners feel this good had to be heavensent. Right now, of course, all Nicholas could and wanted to do was revel in this all-encompassing climax that kept going even after his nuts had run dry, his throbbing, swollen shaft bouncing and straining as the pastor's body shook and trembled, just as Sarah's form embracing him as she bucked and thrust into her lover.

Finally, it ended, as all things have to. All the passion-fuelled strength began to slowly drain away from the two lovers, and they slowly sank to the ground to come to lie in the milky mess they had made, spooning in a tight embrace with Sarah's hands gently stroking Nicholas' softening shaft and cupping one of his dripping breasts.

"S-Sarah?" The pastor's voice was hoarse from screaming out his lust as he formed the first coherent words in what felt like an eternity.

"Yes, my love?"

"I... I-it's not enough. I need... I need more. I need you to fuck me again. I need you to fill me up!"

Sarah's cock, so far throbbing and pulsing softly as it grew flaccid, gave a mighty lurch as her hammering heart began to pump blood back into the heavy organ, making Nicholas moan hotly in appreciation as his slick tunnel was spread once more.