Katya drinks his cum

Katya stared at him. She could see he was being serious, she knew some fluids from other races had weird properties and effects, some like orc cum were well known for their aphrodisiac effects. She questioned if she was willing to feed from his cockmilk. A hard rumble from her stomach and the weakness she felt after starving for the last days answered for her. Like Arnall said, she didn’t have a choice.

“I’ve been drinking the potion for a while now,” He told her as she crawled to him. “That’s how I’m able to keep this up, my body has been producing and storing manmilk since yesterday, you’ll have plenty to drink.”

Her mouth started to reflexively water a little at the notion of finally feeding, regardless of source. She tentatively took his half-hard dick in her hand, giving it a stroke. As soon as she pulled all the way down, a droplet of cockmilk spurt out. She gave it long, slow strokes, more and more cockmilk leaking out every time.

Katya brought her face close to it, noticing the smell of the cockmilk. It still smelled like cum but not as pungent, it smelled nice in a way that opened her stomach, causing another powerful growl in her belly. She licked at some of the abundant squirting liquid. It tasted like cum still, but good somehow, thinner and not as salty, almost tasty.

Arnall’s dick was a little harder now, every stroke shooting increasingly stronger more more plentiful spurts of cockmilk. She went from liking the milk as it poured from the dick to trying to catch it. Katya put her lips on his cockhead giving it powerful pumps. He was shooting manmilk like a cows tit now, Katya felt like she was feeding straight from an udder. She hungrily drank from him, not **** anymore, filling her belly.

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Arnall felt a calm, pleasurable feeling on his cock, not as intense as an orgasm or the buildup to it but more similar to nipple stimulation. He held the impulse to moan as Katya continued to drain him, slowly emptying the huge reserves his body had built up overnight, his balls and loins were swollen from the accumulated fluids.

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Katya was feeling more and more flushed, hot and horny with every gulp she had. She had gotten used to the taste and was enjoying the feeling of it flowing into her needy belly. She was getting **** to drink it, so she switched from a handjob to a blowjob, getting his dick in her mouth and sucking ferociously, bobbing her head fast.

When the manmilk started puttering off, she got even more ****, bobbing her head hard and taking Arnall’s dick into her throat, hoping to suck more from him.

“Slow down,” Arnall put a hand on her head “If you want more milk, you have to keep it slow, or my cock will get ready to breed and stop producing it.”

She had to slow back down to a steady pace, the milk coming back, giving her a mouthful with every spurt. This wasn’t something she could rush. She kept going, eagerly and hungrily drinking. After a long time, she felt her stomach fill enough that she had to lay sideways, but still yearning for more. It took a while for her to drink her fill and stop, resting on the bed flushed, horny and content. She was panting, tongue out, mouth covered in precum, her pussy was red and swollen again, this time waiting to be used.

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Arnall circled her, he had enjoyed the subtle constant pleasure of nursing her, but he now yearned for real release. He took her by her hips, guiding her into her hands and knees. She cooperated this time, more capable and willing to mate with him now.

For the first time, their height difference results an inconvenience. While kneeling, his dick comes in an uncomfortable upward angle, and the opposite is true if he stands, adding to that having to lay on top of her and mount her very literally. His dick is long enough to compensate, no doubt the reason for those long dicks on suck short beings, but it’s not flattering or optimal.

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Katya looked back at him, wondering what was the holdup. She was getting very worked up, her horniness increasing over time as her objections faded away. She saw Arnall’s face, contemplating her ass, wrestling a tought in his mind. It took a moment to realize what was happening until she noticed the problem. She looked away as he raised his eyes to her, and with a smile that was just for herself, she angle her butt for him.

Just as masterfully as before, Arnall found her entrance without guiding it with his hands. She bit her lower lip as she felt him enter her, releasing a moan to accompany his movement. He fucked her in a slow and tender way that made her think it was a reward for her helpfulness, but she wasn’t feeling like being tender right then, her pussy was wet and feverish. She accompanied his movements, pushing back with every thrust, helping him reach deep inside her. Following her queue he started pounding into her, driving fast and deep inside, piercing her womb with every thrust like he had before.

Katya was moaning and salivating, her tongue hanging out, the stimulation on her pussy and cervix too much to handle. It didn’t hurt anymore, be it because of the potion or cockmilk, she felt only waves of pleasure from having him penetrate her.

Without loosing a bit of speed he pushed deep inside, piercing her womb, hammering short and fast into her. She felt him cum, his dick throbbing hard, almost trashing like a whip inside her, the back of his arrowhead sending a shiver every time it popped out of her cervix. Every spurt sending a long second-long stream of hot cum that hit the back of her uterus. Like every other time, she came with him, her hands grasping at the bed, a new wave of pleasure blowing from her uterus with every shot of cum. When her orgasm stopped, she took a hand to her warm belly, now bloated from the seed from the blowjob and sex. Arnall pumped for minutes, she felt her stomach grow as he pounded.

Arnall eventually ran dry, leaving her with a wet plop like an uncorked wine, the seed that had been trapped inside her shooting out in a torrent, then oozing out of her, forming a big puddle. She leaned sideways again to be comfortable, but he took a pillow and made her rest belly up with her hips on it. The pleasure had made Katya forget he was seriously breeding her for a moment.

Arnall got up, he looked on his desk again, pulling another flask and a water pitcher. He drank from both, but didn’t offer any to Katya. He had everything she needed to eat or drink on his cock.

He got back on the bed, but this time he just laid next to her. He pulled her to him and leaned into her boobs. That was all for the day.