Not for very long, though...

As Nicholas got to editing his sermon, part of his mind was revolving around this new relationship with Sarah. It was a bit strange, what with her being so smitten with his breasts, but it was also so very enjoyable and fulfilling - nevertheless, Nicholas couldn't help but wonder what his faith would have to say about it. Of course, he and Sarah were both consenting adults, and was it not written 'Be fruitful and multiply'? And Nicholas' bosom was indeed fruitful, and its size had multiplied. Grinning at his joke, Nicholas decided to think about things properly. His church was rather neutral on the relationships of its servants, neither encouraging nor inhibiting them, as long as they were kept private and not flaunted.

But that wasn't the important question, was it? Only one thing mattered - well, two, actually: Was this new relationship making Sarah and Nicholas happy? And was their conscience clean in the eyes of the Creator? The answer to the first question was a resounding yes. Nicholas couldn't help but smile as he remembered the utter joy on Sarah's face when she played with his breasts, or the absolute bliss when she had ground against him - although the latter memory also made Nicholas' cock harden, stiffening nipples digging into his bra. Which brought him to the way he felt about things; it was so very pleasurable to have someone suck on his nipples, and Nicholas was quite sure that his cock had not only grown in size, but also sensitivity. It was also immensely fulfilling to nourish another human being with the milk from his breasts, the fulfillment a feeling he'd thus far only had when he could help a member of his congregation with a difficult problem.

And his conscience? It was as clean as it had ever been. What could be wrong about this in the eyes of God? Two lovers sharing a deep, intimate bond, even if one of them was rather unusual? Of course, Nicholas knew that society and maybe even his congregation would not be as understanding as the Almighty, necessitating at least a certain degree of secrecy until he could be sure of their acceptance, but time would likely be on their side.

As lunchtime neared, Nicholas could feel his breasts fill up again, growing heavy and firm, bulging from his bra. He was typing at his laptop one-handed, editing his sermon, left hand gently playing over the swell of his bust and tracing the lace trim on his bra that peeked out from under his dress shirt, framing his creamy, expansive cleavage. But just as he began to entertain the thought of giving himself a milking ahead of time, nipples stiff inside his bra, a sudden crash followed by a muffled scream echoed through the house.

"Sarah?" Immediately jumping up, Nicholas hurried out of the room, once again surprised how much easier moving around was now with his sexy new bra. "Sarah, are you alright?"

"I'm fine!" The housekeeper's muffled voice seemed to come from the kitchen, but the cursing that followed made Nicholas not quite believe Sarah's statement, so he walked down the hallway quickly to check up on her. "Totally fine, no help needed!"

"It doesn't sound like that, though!" Rounding the corner, Nicholas opened the door to the kitchen - and found Sarah kneeling behind the table, only her head peeking over it, a few shattered plates strewn over the floor. "Sarah? What's going on?"

"Nothing! Really, I'm fine! You get back to work, let me clean up here, okay?" Nicholas had never seen Sarah so nervous; and the way she kept kneeling under the table was also rather suspicious to him. "Shoo, I'm alright!"

"Are you sure? I mean, it's almost lunch, I can help you clean up and cook..." Walking into the kitchen, Nicholas rounded in on some porcelain shards, Sarah's eyes getting bigger the closer he got, her blush deepening with every step. "You know, you don't look alrigh--..."

Squatting down to start picking up the shards, Nicholas threw a glance towards where Sarah knelt, trailing off as he saw why she was hiding her body from him. It wasn't that her tits had grown - Nicholas had become used to the fact that things like this happened in his home now. It wasn't by how much they had grown, tearing Sarah's blouse open and hanging down to her lower ribs - half a week ago, Nicholas had been totally flat, now his heavy, bountiful breasts pressed into his legs as he stared over at Sarah's chest. No, what was throwing Nicholas for a loop was peeking through the rips and tears, free and crinkling in the air in some places, tenting the remains of Sarah's blouse in others, steady streams of milk flowing from all of them.

"Wha-what happened to... your breasts?"

The vast, tear-drop shaped tits doing their best to free themselves from the confines of Sarah's blouse were capped by puffy, bulging areolas that looked rather big even on Sarah's swollen bust, almost as big as A-cup boobs on their own. But even stranger, even more mind-boggling to Nicholas were the four teat-like, fat nipples standing at attention over them, wobbling with frantic movement as Sarah stood up and tried to hide them. Not that she was successful in the slightest; Sarah's palms were far too small to even cover her areola completely, let alone her massive bust or more than one of her thick teats.

"D-don't look! I'm a freak, turn around!" Turning around herself, Sarah made a first step to hurry out of the kitchen, the sides of her breasts bulging out from her sides.

"Wait!" Surprising himself, Nicholas jumped up and was behind Sarah with a few quick steps, catching up to her rather easily due to the weight of her new assets. Pulling her into a hug, Nicholas felt his breasts squashed against her back and Sarah's breasts weigh down on his arms. "You're not."

"Not what?" The tears in Sarah's voice made Nicholas' heart ache. He knew exactly how she felt - strange things happening to her chest, feeling overwhelmed and as if she was losing control...

"You're not a freak." She'd been there for him, now he had to be there for her. Nicholas moved his hands up along the immense swell of Sarah's breasts, delighting in her shuddering breaths that turned into breathless gasps when he reached Sarah's areolas. "They're... unconventional, yes, but they're big, and beatiful, and--"

"Nhooohoooaah!"

At the slightest squeeze from Nicholas' hands, eight thick streams of milk arched from Sarah's nipples, three of which were soaked up by her torn blouse, the rest splattering onto the tiles of the kitchen. The housekeeper's legs buckled, almost making her drop to the floor. Smiling, Nicholas kept massaging and squeezing Sarah's enormous tits, rubbing his hardening shaft between her plush buttcheeks as she mewled and gasped.

"See? Don't they feel good? They're just like mine - not quite normal, but I wouldn't want to give up my fantastic tits. Would you?"

"Aammngh~..."

"Tell me." Stopping the movements of his hands, Nicholas whispered into Sarah's ear. "Tell me they don't feel amazing. Tell me it doesn't feel great when I milk you. I'll stop immediately and help you find a way to get rid of them."

"NO!" Sarah's hands flew on top of Nicholas' squeezing them and by extension Sarah's tits, hot cream arching through the air once more as she ground her ass against Nicholas' pulsing, tumescent bulge. "Keep... keep milking me. Empty my titties, make me yours, milk me like a cow, fuck me!"

Sarah's babbling pleas had Nicholas at full mast in an instant, his massive boner straining against Sarah's butt. No one had ever made him this horny, not his girlfriend in high school, not the baker he'd had an ill-fated fling with before he'd been appointed to Bay Cove. Heart beating in his throat, Nicholas began his **** on Sarah's mighty milkers once more, hips grinding against her ass. As milk flowed down Sarah's front and over Nicholas' hands, more arcing through the air in front of her, Nicholas began to turn them sideways until Sarah faced the table next to them. Pushing her over until Sarah's upper body rested on the tabletop, her massive breasts bulging out to the left and right of her ribs, Nicholas kept humping his lovers behind, the warmth of her snatch radiating through several layers of fabric.

"You're so big and hard already..." As Nicholas started taking off his dress shirt and bra, feeling his own milk beading on his stiff nipples, Sarah wriggled her butt against his boner and tugged all of her nipples free, more fabric ripping as her ruined blouse tore open. "I need you inside, I need your huge fucking cock in my pussy! I'm so wet, pleeaase!"

Panting, Nicholas threw his clothes onto a countertop that had not been sprayed with milk and pushed down his pants - just far enough for his unbearably hard cock to spring free. Giving Sarah's jeans a similar treatment, Nicholas marveled at the clear strands of her juices connecting Sarah's panties with her red, swollen sex, but barely for a second. Straightening again, Nicholas briefly aimed, thrust, and rammed his veiny, girthy monster home with one powerful stroke, fat balls smacking against Sarah's juicy thighs.

Sarah couldn't even gasp or moan, her back arched as her entire body quivered uncontrollably, breath driven from her by Nicholas' thick monster. With every twitch of her upper body, squirts of milk shot from her eight nipples, Sarah's fingers digging deep into the soft flesh of her bosom. Nicholas' fingers were digging into the soft flesh of her hips as he drew deep breaths, hips jerking as he desperately fought not to cum immediately, Sarah's twitching, velvety slick walls massaging and milking his thick cock, trying to suck him in even deeper even though Nicholas could clearly feel his spongy glans press against the entrance to Sarah's womb.

"S-Saraaah~..." Groaning, Nicholas clenched his teeth and held on valiantly, trickles of milk rolling down his heaving tits. "I-it's been so long, I duh-dunno how long I can-nngh..."

Gasping and moaning in bliss, Sarah tugged on her thick, slick nipples, jerking them off like small cocks, milk splashing over the table and onto the floor. She was lost to pleasure, even Nicholas' tiny movements making her legs quiver and shake. Finally, as the twitching of Sarah's snatch began to wind down, Nicholas dared to begin thrusting, his own climax warded off for now. His milk, though, was flowing more heavily than ever, thick drops of cream splattering rapidly onto Sarah's back as Nicholas doubled over slightly, sheer pleasure almost wiping his mind clear of thoughts. Hands to the left and right of Sarah's waist, Nicholas slowly ramped up his pumping, feeling his pendulous boobs swing with every slow thrust, spraying milk all over Sarah, who in turn was spraying milk all over the kitchen wall.

"Fuuh-uuh-uuh-uck mee~!" The first intelligible words from Sarah's mouth since Nicholas had speared her on his enormous prick were a rising and falling scream of pure lust, her hips slamming back to meet his. "Split me in two, fuck me hardeeer~!"

Nicholas would have been all too happy to oblige, but even with this rather slow pace he could tell that he wouldn't last all that long, his heavy balls already in overdrive to fill Sarah's hungry pussy to the brim. In fact, Nicholas had to slow down a bit more, lowering himself to his elbows, his soft tits now sliding over Sarah's milk-drenched back, rock-hard nipples stimulated exquisitely. The length of his cock allowed Nicholas drawn-out, sensual yet powerful strokes, less deep, but no less enjoyable, his entire body shivering with lust, as did Sarah's when he began to caress the swell of her breasts with his hands.

"Yeees~... I feel so full..." The more sedate pace gave Sarah room to breathe, to simply revel in the sensation of her pussy being stretched wide - and to grab Nicholas' hands and pull them towards her sizeable areolas, making him press down harder on her back, milk gushing from Nicholas' boobs. "Please milk me, Nicholas. There are so many nipples, and I only have two hands..."

Although the position was a little awkward, the constant stimulation to Nicholas' tits more than made up for it as he wrapped his fingers around two stiff nipples at random and began to tug and pull, Sarah's delighted moan music to his ears. His hands, slick with milk, glided over the desperately hard teats easily, making Sarah pant and gasp needily.

"Haah, nnnh--ah! Oh god, it feels so good..." Gyrating her hips, Sarah ground herself against Nicholas, at the same time thrusting her heavily leaking breasts into his hands. Sarah's cunt was relentlessly milking Nicholas' shaft all the while, drawing it deep inside her with every stroke. "I think your fat cock is making me cum again... You're making me cum, Nicholas, you're making me--CUMMMMH~!"

Nicholas hugged Sarah tightly as the milk squirting from her nipples began to spray like a naughty, creamy sprinkler, Sarah screaming out her lust as she writhed and twitched under him, cunt quivering uncontrollably and almost sending Nicholas over the edge - almost. What actually shoved him past the point of no return was the feeling of his breasts on Sarah's back, nipples sliding over milk-slick skin unimpededly, every jerk of her climaxing body sending eletric shocks through his very soul until, right as Sarah's orgasm began to wind down...

"S-Sarah, oh God, Saraaah~!" Screaming his lovers name, Nicholas felt himself erupt deep within her - and all over her back. "SaraaAAH!"

As his cock lurched and swelled inside her, Sarah's walls seemingly growing even tighter around him, rope after sticky rope of seed spilling into her womb, Nicholas felt a similar sensation on his chest, diamond-hard nipples straining and unloading heavy, thick milk in seemingly neverending sprays, much like Sarah's udders kept doing, her climax prolonged considerably by the sensation of Nicholas' cockmilk filling her insides.

When it finally ended, thick strands of semen were oozing out of Sarah's stretched out pussy, dripping to the floor with loud splats, soiling her pants on the way down. The wall opposite to them was drenched in her milk, Nicholas' thick cream covering Sarah's back and the table, drops falling to the ground all around it. But neither Nicholas nor Sarah cared about the mess right now, lying exhausted on the table, their fingers entwined on top of Sarah's oversized areolas, right between her four nipples.

Milk still dribbled from their tips slowly.