Push on, what's to come will be proved

The bed was a frenzy and Mary’s heart was in flux.

It was all just so overwhelming. Not only was Holly saying all the right things to get her husband riled up, but every time she opened her mouth, her eyes seemed to fall on Mary, like her words were meant for her, instead of the man she was riding.

Mary’s heart raced in her chest and she swallowed, her whole body feeling like a million degrees as she stared, captivated by the sensual movements of Holly’s seductive figure.

It was so strange. Holly was so unlike her former self; before Mary’s milk had taken effect, she was slender and petite, like a faerie, with small breasts and a tight, supple butt, and delicate, cherubic features. Now her curves burst out of her like raunchy hunks of meat, a body built solely for giving and receiving sexual pleasure.

Mary had done that to her. Mary had turned her into this, and it was so hot she couldn’t look away! Compounding the effect was that every word that passed Holly’s lips oozed with the dark promises of the flesh, coaxing and cajoling Mary by speaking to her darker urges. Urges that she and her husband both shared.

Holly was their closest friend. And because of that, she knew exactly what buttons to press for the both of them. Promising Nick that he could happily repurpose her womb into an incubator for as many children as he liked struck something dark and primal in both of their hearts, and Mary wasn’t even sure if Holly meant it or not!

Yes, do it! The dark side of Mary screamed out. Take her, push her down, and knock her up with even more babies than you put in me! Her transformations (and maybe a bit of her original self as well) were compelling her to see Holly bred, and it was only through sheer willpower that she wasn’t pinning the other girl to the bed and forcing her to take responsibility for the reckless things she was spitting out- one creampie at a time!

Holly was so far off the deep end, she might not even resist.

Luckily, Nick had enough rationality for the three of them, even if he was completely drenched in Holly’s pheromones by this point. He could feel how badly she wanted him in every impeded thrust of her hips, and the more frantically she humped against his aching cock, the more he could feel her sanity slipping away from her. She was so determined to get to the good part she wasn’t even willing to break contact for the few seconds it would take to undo her chastity belt!

He needed to take charge. From what he saw in Holly’s eyes, that’s what she wanted most of all. She was talking a big game about how he wanted a sexy tomboy to pin him down and dominate him, but it was just that- talk.

Holly wanted to dominate him. But only to give herself the opportunity to drive him so wild that he couldn’t help but push her down and give her a deep, hot semen injection.

She wanted to turn him loose on her, and damn, did he want that too… just throw caution to the wind and do what came naturally to him. And as he felt her hands (or were they Mary’s hands…?) bring his up to caress her hips, he felt the electricity of their skin making contact and her moans filled the Master’s Suite.

Then his fingers brushed against something cold and metal and they both froze. Their eyes met through the cloud of steam between them, and Holly’s tongue slowly sloughed out past her lips. She drew them up and down, smearing her drool across her face as she pulled back her mouth into a twisted grin loaded with desire, signaling him with her heart-flashing eyes to take the next step.

Nick strained his body up against hers, only to find that all the resistance she’d put up until this point was suddenly gone. The girl atop him tumbled over and suddenly he was above her now, pinning her to the mattress and looking down on her as excitement and desire flashed joyously in her eyes.

“Yes,” she moaned in a whisper, squirming underneath him. “Please!”

Nick retrieved the key to her cage, which was never too far away from his person. His fingers trembled as he slid it into the lock, and he could feel her trembling beneath him as well. Their eyes met one last time and she licked her lips before nodding slowly, not a trace of doubt or hesitation in her smoldering gaze.

*Click*

The key turned in the lock and the belt fell off her. It was like opening the door of a furnace. The room was flooded with heat and the slick scent of female arousal as Holly’s sopping wet pussy was exposed to the open air after far, far too long. He looked down at the beautiful thing, just as lovely as he remembered but engorged with desire and throbbing red in a fierce demand for Nick’s shaft thrust up inside her, stirring around her insides until she was pushed even further to insanity.

Nick fumbled to get his pants down, and freed his erection from captivity as well. The two most primal parts of them were so close now, and both lovers could feel just how **** they were to get reacquainted.

“Please, master!” Holly let out a throaty moan. “Put it inside of me…! It’ll feel sooooo good, you know it will… I swear, I’ll make you feel so good, please, oh please!”

Nick swallowed, feeling the want in every hoarse word she belted out. Mary was an afterthought, shockingly enough, with Holly right in front of him. He barely even registered his wife out of the corner of his eye, kneeling beside the two of them on the bed with her shorts pulled down and her hand wedged between her legs, while the other groped at her chest like she was milking herself for moans.

As Nick drew closer to Holly, she laid back further, until he was practically leaning over her like a predator seizing its prey. But all the while, that look in her eyes told him that it was just the opposite. She was the predator in this arrangement, and she’d lured him into her trap like a spider in its web.

The closer Nick’s cock got to Holly’s pussy, the hotter it grew. She was so steamy and moist with desire that he was sure he could guide himself inside her just by moving towards the hottest spot. Three inches left to go before they touched, two, one…

“Wait.”

Nick’s head bumped against Holly’s tiny hand, and a jolt of electricity shot through his body. Just that bit of contact after such anticipation was almost enough to drive him over the edge then and there, but he just barely managed to hold back.

It wasn’t until he staved off the building orgasm and calmed himself down that he was able to process how Holly was teasing him. He looked impatiently down at her smirking face, and she wiggled her eyebrows tantalizingly at him.

The little cocktease! She knew how badly he wanted this, he could feel how much she wanted the same! So why taunt him!? Why **** him so fiercely?!

“Holly-!” He groaned out, rubbing his shaft against her fingers squeezed tightly in front of her opening, like he could coax them to part and then finally bury himself into that pleasurable hole.

But somehow Holly had more self-control than he did, and she shook her head, a gleeful smile plastered to her lips.

“Too soon,” Holly mouthed, shaking her head again. She scooted back, tearing her priceless treasure away from him and filling his heart with painful impatience. He knew that he shouldn’t feel this sense of loss, like he was entitled to her pussy… but in the heat of the moment he felt just like a child whose favorite toy had been taken away from him!

He was just trying to give them what they both wanted! Why was she so determined to keep his cock away from where it could do the most good!

Once Holly twisted her curves out from under him with surprising grace for a body so new to her, she tucked her legs under her to deprive Nick even further of his prize. As she did, she started stripping off the soaked and useless rags of her maid outfit.

“I want it too,” she moaned, half in tease, half her true feelings leaking out. “But we can’t… I know it would feel so, soooo good for both of us if you just thrust inside of me… mmm… and kept going… fuck… until… ooooh, yes…”

Her eyes rolled back and she clenched her legs tightly together, as if just thinking about him inside her was enough to bring her to orgasm. But it was all part of the game.

She raised her head and their eyes met, and Nick saw the playfulness burning in those pools of chocolate.

Fuck. He kind of hated her a little bit in that moment.

“We can have sex whenever you like,” she pointed out breathily, running her hand along her naked, sweat-soaked flesh. “You just have to say the word, and I’ll let you fill me up with as many babies as you want…”

She was still playing with him. She knew they couldn’t, and she knew how much he wanted to. Everything was a taunt. A tease. A way to work him up.

He loved her so much he couldn’t stand what she was doing to him.

“…But there are things I’ve always wanted to do… and now I finally have the tools for the job.” She shifted again, tucking her arms under her breasts and pushing them out, presenting them as an offering for Nick to feast upon. Desire flared in his chest and he licked his lips, captivated by the surprising new proposal she was offering in compensation.

“Well? You felt for yourself how soft they were,” Holly reminded him, pulling her breasts apart slightly and revealing the soaking, sweaty chasm her cleavage had been hiding. Sweat dripped down onto her lap as Nick swore he could see steam rising from within, and he stared at the angry, red flesh heated by her desire like he was seeing perfection for the first time.

As Nick was captivated by Holly’s entrancing tits, Mary sat on the sidelines feeling more than a little neglected.

A pout spread across her lips as she puffed up her cheeks in frustration.

Now, it wasn’t an unusual occurrence for her at this point. She was used to turning in for the evening while Nick enjoyed himself with whichever woman had the good fortune to be his companion for the night.

But this… this was different! This was Holly! Her best friend! Holly, who had invited her onto the bed and insisted she take part… only for the both of them to completely forget about her, getting so lost in themselves they didn’t even remember she was right there with them!

Part of her wanted to take Holly to task and give her a real challenge- just leap on Nick and push her own breasts up against his chest, and forcefully remind him that she was here!

…But she didn’t do that.

She wanted to, oh did she want to, but that simply wasn’t right!

Mary knew how much this meant to Holly. She knew how wonderful it felt to have Nick lust after you with such raw desire. How could she intervene and make this all about her?

Holly hardly ever got to feel this way.

She deserved it.

…But… didn’t Mary deserve it, too? For being such a good friend and letting Holly sleep with her husband? Who would comfort her and tell her that she was doing a good job?

Was it so bad that she wanted to be a part of the moment herself?

Then, before she knew what was happening, Mary got her wish.

The redhead was so lost in the heat and steam of the moment that she didn’t even process it completely at first. One second she was kneeling on the sidelines with her hand between her legs, trying her best to quell the flames burning up inside her, and the next moment she felt it.

That piercing gaze.

Mary froze in place and stiffened even harder than Nick’s erection when she realized that Holly was looking at her now.

And the desire that flared in those eyes of hers didn’t lose out to the desire she looked at Nick with, either.

Mary swallowed, louder than she’d anticipated, and suddenly two sets of eyes were looking at her.

Looking at her curves.

At her flushed, lusty face.

At the disheveled state of near-undress she was in.

And at her hands, which were doing some very un-Christian things at the moment.

Holly’s smirk said it all.

“Oh, poor Mary,” she crooned, crawling like a panther towards her best friend. Her fingers were like ice across Mary’s milky skin, even though Mary was pretty sure Holly’s body was giving off a lot more heat than hers was.

She stroked her friend’s cheek, and then her hand trailed lower… and soon she was squeezing Mary’s breasts for all they were worth, coaxing moans of delight from the young woman’s lips as milk began to bead across her nipples.

Holly swung her head around and looked at Nick again, who was frozen in place, captivated by the sensual sight of his nominal sex **** pleasuring his wife.

“It’s so hot that Mary’s boobs can lactate,” Holly moaned. “Even without the transformation… fuck… it’s like… proof that she’s ready to be a mother… that she’ll be such a good mother for your babies… fuck… Nick! Oh… oh!”

Again, Holly nearly worked herself to orgasm just off of her active imagination. But this time she was able to rein it in before she went too far. She curled up her lips into a sly smile and wiggled her eyebrows, squirming in place as she scooted towards Nick again and pressed up her breasts towards him, dragging Mary along for the ride this time.

“…And she’s not the only one,” Holly whispered into his ear.

As Nick’s hormone-drenched brain struggled to process what she meant by that, Holly leaned back and squeezed her breasts, and Mary gasped at what she saw.

Milk! Tiny beads of milk were starting to leak from her nipples!

“You see?” Holly moaned. “I’m ready too… ready for you… to make me a mommy… I’m so ready to be a mommy…!”

Nick could see the desire in Holly’s eyes, and he wanted to believe it was real. But he also knew that Holly would say or do anything if she thought it would turn him on.

So what was the truth? Did she really want him to get her pregnant? Or was she lost in the effects of Mary’s milk, like Morgana had been?

Did it even matter?

“That can come later though,” Holly said suddenly, her voice carrying a lot more rationality in it that it had just a second ago. She looked heatedly at Nick and pulled Mary down, and suddenly he found himself in a position that would be the envy of any man.

Holly on one side of him. A flustered and surprised, but eager Mary on the other.

And both of their breasts were ready to be put to work.

“I’ve never done this before,” Holly admitted, looking past Nick’s throbbing erection at her best friend, staring entranced from the other side. “You’ll have to show me how.”

Whether she meant milking her breasts or giving Nick a titjob, Mary wasn’t quite sure. But they were in the perfect position for the latter, so that’s what Mary decided on.

“It’s not that hard…” she whispered out in a shaky voice. “You just have to… give him what he wants, that’s all…”

Leaning forward Mary parted her breasts, and wrapped them gently around Nick’s erection in a tender embrace.

“Oh, fuck! Mary!” Nick moaned immediately, reminded of how great his wife’s breasts felt around him. She really was amazing.

But a second later, he felt something even better.

“Like this?” Holly pushed up her breasts against Mary’s, and in one swift move she doubled the amount of breast meat squeezing down on Nick’s shaft.

Very few things were better than getting a titjob from your lactating wife.

One of those things? Getting a titjob from your lactating wife AND her lactating best friend.

As the two girls pushed their breasts against his cock, smearing their milk on one another and on his shaft, Nick couldn’t help but wish there was some dirty talk to go along with it. He knew how much that would amplify the scene in front of him.

But considering he was feeling so much pleasure that he couldn’t even speak, he had a feeling the same likely applied to the both of them, too. So he couldn’t really blame them for the fact that his only auditory stimulation was the symphony of moans and giggles passing from the lips of the two girls as they rubbed up against one another and against him.

God, this really was paradise. It wasn’t just the physical pleasure overwhelming him, it was everything! Holly and Mary were so perfect, two women he loved more than life itself, and he wanted more than anything to feel this pleasure forever. Their scents mixed together in his mind, forming a strange blend of Mary’s earthy, natural aroma and Holly’s seductive pheromones that left him paralyzed with desire.

“Fuck,” he groaned, thrusting his cock up into that perfect hole of flesh and heated desire above it, urging his body to stop. If he kept going like this, it would all be over far too soon, and he couldn’t bear the thought! He needed to feel this forever! Or at least every second longer he could get.

But his body refused to listen. It had been denied its prize for far too long, and it didn’t care if it was spilling its load inside of his impregnated wife, his fertile sex ****, or simply spraying out uselessly over their chests.

“I’m cumming!” Nick groaned in dismay as he burst like a balloon. A torrent of semen flooded the girls’ chests, mixing with the milk covering the both of them and spraying out over their delighted faces. Neither of them had a problem with him cumming too soon, they cackled like a pair of hyenas as they bathed in his seed, tongues lashing and licking up as much of it as they could, even licking it up off of each other.

“Mmf, fuck!”

“So gooodd…”

Nick watched in rapturous shock as the two women pawed and clawed at each other in front of him, groping and licking and sucking every exposed surface of flesh they could find. He never would have expected seeing Mary this captivated by another woman, but it was like she couldn’t get enough of Holly’s new curves, now that they’d received a fresh coat of semen for flavoring.

He could hardly recognize the two of them, and in the hottest of ways…

Nick felt his cock throb with excitement, and realized that nothing had to end yet. His erection hadn’t subsided- if anything, it was even harder and more determined to sample the two of them than before!

Mary and Holly noticed that as well, and they looked down, first with surprise, then with excitement.

They raised their heads at the same time and his eyes met both of theirs as a conspiratorial promise surged between the three of them.

The two women licked their lips.