Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-34163681-20180101014511/@comment-36855838-20180925032120

Oh good lord, breasts breasts BREASTS!

Each bigger than three of my head, swelling with milk, I couldn't resist, I pulled one free and began to suckle.

She slowly pulls up the long purple nightgown she has on, revealing a soaked pair of black, legged women's undergarments.

She gently grinds against me, her butt pressing just right against a certain stick.

I mercifully pull the covers back and help her remove her underwear, now we're flesh to flesh, excepting my boxers.

We join soon enough, and the ensuing bliss is too great to describe, a deep, long, vibrating, extremely arousing sound escapes her throat, I assume it's a Holstaur moo.

Immediately, the milk goes from the texture of whole milk to thick sweet cream!

Not only is it as sweet as ice cream, but it's got the fatty content necessary to fire off the same neurons as bacon.

It tastes so good that I find myself slurping well past my normal fill, and this is just one of her heavenly breasts.

She moos again, and I feel myself tense, and for the next two minutes, I learn what it feels like to be a firehose.

Throughout my entire orgasm, her walls tense and milk me while she rides me like a bucking bull, and to be fair, I'm playing the part pretty well.

The ecstacy fails to stop, and my member fails to soften, it's another round for sure.

The milk only got thicker, and we only got hornier.

I thought I had accidentally urinated, but no, I was now ejaculating nonstop.

Her horns had grown, too, they were reaching out and curlung up, and her tail had gotten thicker, her limbs more muscular, her abs more defined, her breasts were larger, softer, and rounder.

The milk was flowing even faster than before, I felt a second orgasm approaching, and then it hit like a hurricane, the mattress lookex like it had been thrown in a swimming pool, and whe had finally had a wall shaking orgasm, complete with glass shattering, nail rattling moo.

She rolled onto her back, myself on top, and began to drift off to sleep.

I could not, I decided I'd had enough sex and that I should go take a shower, unfortunately my hips and stomach had different ideas.

In, out, in, out.

It wouldn't stop, I couldn't stop.

And it felt so good too.

Climax after climax came and went, night blended into day and back again, never could I drain her breasts, my muscles grew to match hers, and the olympic marathon of sex continued.

As one of us slept, the other always continued.

The fluids seeped out of the mattress, soaking into the carpet, and down the hallway, the very foundation of our home was inundated with the inferno of our passion.

After several phonecalls were never answered, a few of my coworkers came in one evening, drawn in by the powerful sexuaal aura, the monstergirls slowly made their way to our room, and the men were soon entranced by my darling's sensual moos.

The ensuing orgy lasted for approximately three years, growing ever greater in scope with the birth of my daughters who helped feed the ever growing influx of males and monster girls, Holstaur outnumbered other women three to one by the time we disbanded the orgy, and the amassed Demonic energy was enough to create a Holstaur Demon Realm.

Needless to say, the sabbath stayed well away.