First in line!

‘First in line’ from Darlene.

“I’m serious. Want to come help me clean up the mess you made? I’m in the apartment building above the Creamy Surprise Ice Cream Shop.”

“Yeah…what number?”

“6-9DD. Go to the right it’s in the extension. See you soon!”

You pull on your underwear and nothing else. You won’t need even that much in a few minutes. You walk the distance in fifteen minutes in the chilly afternoon air. Your breasts bounce at your brisk pace and the cool air and you are lactating by the time you reach the halfway point. You are coated with milk by the time you hit the buzzer and she buzzes you in.

You get looks because your white bra is now transparent and your underwear has ridden up so you are basically nude. You knock on the door and a hard-cocked, cum-soaked Darlene answers. She lets you in and catches your bra clasp as you pass by and your breasts jump out. You peel down your underwear and step out of them. You turn and collide breast to breast. Your milk and her cum mix.

“This is just going to be messy,” Darlene observed as she rubs your tits together and you feel her wet cock sliding under your belly.

You laugh and grab the back of her head and push her into the mess between your breasts and use the other hand to guide her cock. You lean back a little because of the length. You still can’t reach.

“I’m longer than any you’ve had,” she can tell.

“Yeah.” You get on your hands and knees and thrust out your ass. “Might need to relearn the basics.” Darlene pushes herself between your cheeks and misses the target. “Also thicker. Down a little…wow it’s thicker than my hole!”

“Yeah it is…we just gotta be patient and push…”

It’s like she’s trying to push her leg in your ass. You gasp and breathe as she forces your ass open. This is like when you go to your favorite restaurant and order too much to eat. You were so ready to gobble up this cock, but it’s too much for you…lucky that you’ve been overeating for a long time now. You know how to eat everything placed in front of you even if it is uncomfortable. You’ve learned to enjoy the discomfort since it’s the path to getting it all inside you.

“I can feel it going in,” you say, fully concentrating on preventing your ass from reflexively flexing, which would push her out. You are rocking back on it, pushing hard. “Yeah…yeah…yeah…fuck my…yes! Ohhh…! Fuck! It’s so big!!!” You squirm.

Darlene gets inside and tries to not bury herself in one stroke. “You’re so tight! I’m gonna blow!” She starts pulling out.

“Inside!” You push back and feel her huge pole tunnel all the way in and her crotch meets your ass. “You always cum inside me!”

Darlene doesn’t argue and lets her load go. It’s all about her in this instant. You always make it about the girl when she cums. You know girls want to have their crotch against your bottom while they give you the contents of their balls.

“So that’s how you got pregnant, hmmm?” Darlene asks after she finishes. She doesn’t pull out but instead lightly bounces against your butt.

“That’s about the gist of it. 10/10 would get my ass impregnated again…especially with this cock!” You squeeze it lightly with your butt.

“I can’t get guys pregnant, Sam, sorry…is that what you’re looking for?”

“I think so…10/10 would get impregnated again…” You sort of let it trail off. “Today though…I’m already in the state. Let’s see how much cum we can fit in my belly!”

Darlene seems like she forgot she still had a willing partner. She snaps out of it when your butt starts fucking her pole. “I’ve got a backlog if you’d like to go over it in depth…”

“Yeah…all the way in my depths…let’s churn it out…”

*****

You walk home the next day bloated with cum from your thirty hour fuck session. You were both pent up in a way. You did it in every way and are sore all over. Your ass is loose as fuck, and you walk like you still have a dick in it. Your underwear is wedged in your butt but can’t cover up your still-gaping hole. Your top keeps slipping because of all the goo your breasts have on them. Why are you so turned on again?!?

Darlene had to go back to work, to catch up on a half day’s worth of tickets. She said she added a couple flags on your dating account to make it easier to find the type of girl I’m looking for. You thank her but wonder how many others there could be…