You get a second wind & take Emilia for round two

Resting with Emilia sitting astride your hips, you enjoy the post-coital bliss for a moment, Emilia gently patting your head.

You sigh and bury your face in her warm cleavage. She smells sweetly of fresh sweat and womanly arousal. She’s surprisingly light on your lap, not crushing you or anything, her skin hot and soft under your roaming hands. She feels small in your lap, legs astride you, so womanly in a way that you had missed. If you set aside the whole not sure where you are, who you are, when you are, you would definitely consider her catch, especially considering just how willing she was! And, you remember, that she mentioned something about sisters, her sisters, looking for a husband to share. What was it, one full-sister and four half-sisters, was it? Five sisters and Emilia certainly sounds like a good life, you have to admit.

It’s enough that your cock, which up until tonight had sex-starved for months, is starting to throb with life anew.

Emilia, noticing your renewed hardness inside her, smiles down at you with a mixture of surprise and delight. "Well, well, well... someone's eager for more, aren't they?" she teases, her green eyes sparkling with mischief. "I must say, I'm impressed. Most men would be spent after one round, but you... you must really be something special."

With a grin, you decide to take control of the situation, flipping Emilia onto her back and pinning her down on the seat beneath you. She gasps in surprise, her eyes widening as you take charge.

"You like that, don't you?" you growl, your voice low and husky with desire. "You like it when I take control."

Emilia nods, her breath coming in short, shallow pants. "It’s― It’s hardly proper," she sputters, her cheeks flushing a deep pink. "I've never― I mean, I certainly don’t mind you taking the lead this time. I’m a progressive woman, I’ve just never done it in this position before.”

"Well, get used to it," you purr, trailing kisses along her jaw and down her neck. "Because I'm about to fuck you like you've never been fucked before."

Emilia shivers beneath you, her body trembling with anticipation. You take a moment to drink in the sight of her― her curvy, voluptuous figure, the slight pooch of her stomach, and her large, round breasts tipped with pink nipples that are already hard and aching for your touch.

You begin to touch and caress every inch of her body, worshiping her with your hands and mouth. You tease her nipples with your fingers, rolling them gently between your thumb and forefinger until she's writhing beneath you, her hips bucking upwards in a silent plea for more.

"Please," she whimpers, her voice breathy and ****. "Please, I need you inside me right now. I need to feel you filling me up right now." She bucks her hips against you impatiently.

You're more than happy to oblige her. With a wicked grin, you position yourself between her thighs, the head of your cock nudging against her slick, wet heat. With a single, powerful thrust, you bury yourself to the hilt inside her tight, clenching pussy, well lubricated by your previous load.

Emilia cries out, her nails digging into your back as she full-body clings to you. "Oh God," she gasps, her eyes nearly rolling back in her head. "You're so much... you fill me up so perfectly. It's like you were made for me."

You set a punishing pace, slamming into her with deep, powerful strokes that have her moaning and writhing beneath you, eyes hazy and unfocused. The wet slap of flesh against flesh fills the air of the otherwise empty train car, mingling with the sound of Emilia's breathy moans and your own low grunts of pleasure.

"Fuck, Emilia," you groan, your voice strained with the effort of holding back your own rising climax already. "Your pussy feels so fucking good. I could stay inside you forever."

"Yes," Emilia sobs, her thighs trembling as she wraps her legs around your waist, urging you deeper, leg locking you inside her. "Yes, breed me. Fill me with your seed. I want to feel you coming inside me again."

You continue to thrust into Emilia with wild abandon, your hips slamming against hers with enough **** that you could probably rock the entire train carriage. Her ample breasts bounce and jiggle with each powerful thrust, her pink nipples standing out in stark relief against her flushed, sweat-slicked skin.

Emilia's breathy moans echo through the air, rising in pitch and intensity as you drive into her, filling her to the brim with every inch of your thick, throbbing cock. Her slick walls clench and spasm around you, rippling along your length as if trying to milk you for every last drop of your precious seed.

"God, you're so big," Emilia whimpers, her green eyes wide and unfocused, pupils blown with lust. "I've never felt anything like this before. You're splitting me in two, and I love it."

You groan gutturally in response, your voice strained with the effort of holding back your own rapidly approaching climax. "You're so tight, Emilia. It's like your pussy was made just for me. I could stay inside you forever."

Emilia's only response is a keening wail as you shift the angle of your thrusts, pounding into her G-spot with relentless precision. Her nails dig into your back hard enough to draw blood, her legs locking around your waist in a vice-like grip as she clings to you like a drowning woman.

"Please," she sobs, her voice cracking with need. "Please, I need you to come inside me again. I need to feel you filling me up, marking me as yours. I want to feel your hot seed flooding my womb, making me yours completely."

Her words send a jolt of pure lust straight to your groin, and you can feel your orgasm rapidly building at the base of your spine. You thrust into her frantically, chasing your own pleasure as you feel her pussy begin to clench and flutter around your shaft.

With a wordless cry, Emilia comes undone beneath you, her pussy clamping down on your cock like a wet hot vice as she climaxes. The feeling of her folds pulsing and twitching around you is too much to bear, and with a guttural moan, you follow her over the edge into your own second orgasm of the evening, spilling your thick seed deep inside her waiting womb.

You collapse on top of her, both of you sweaty and panting and utterly sexually spent. Emilia giggles softly, her fingers idly stroking your back as you both bask in the afterglow.

"That was... incredible," she murmurs, a satisfied smile playing on her lips. "I've never experienced anything like that before. You were amazing, really and truly."

You chuckle, pressing a tender kiss to her forehead. "Good, I’m glad," you say, your voice warm with affection. "I might have to come visit you up in Minnesota and do this again."

Emilia's smile grows wider, and she pulls you closer, snuggling into your embrace. "I think I'd like that," she whispers, her voice already heavy with exhaustion. "I think I'd like that a lot."

As you lay there, your softening cock still nestled inside her, you can't help but feel a sense of satisfaction and contentment wash over you. You may be in a strange new world, but emptying your balls certainly has perked up your mood.

OOC: As always feel free to drop questions, comments, or suggestions for the next chapter as a comment!