It hadn't occurred to me then that, as a breeder, Glimmer's body has gone through several pregnancies, some even with multiple children in one birth, and as such, her body had to acclimate to said needs, to the point of regularly overproducing milk, even in single baby pregnancies. I honestly should've put 2 and 2 together on the day she moved in, because one of her suitcases was actually a portable milker.
I had watched her use the milker on herself on numerous occasions. Being milked was something she really seemed to enjoy, as evidenced by her cute moans and mewls whenever the suction cups were on. And whenever she was milking herself, I was rock hard. Her cute noises aroused me to no end. But I had to fight the urge to act. Glimmy was still new to a lot of things I was doing to her. She was embracing the fact that I had a "no clothes" policy in my home and was enjoying the fact that she could walk around fully exposed (and admittedly, so was I. Having someone I could be nude with all the time made me so happy.), and while it was still a bit foreign to her, she was warming up to the idea of me still fucking her while she was carrying. It was baby steps, but slowly but surely, I was opening her eyes to some amazing new experiences.
I ended up taking that next step shortly after Rascal, my first son, was born. (The PCA had warned me NOT to name my children as part of the whole deal we had, but hey, as long as it wasn't officially documented, what they don't know won't hurt em.) I was cradling my son in my arms, rocking him to sleep. I could hear Glimmy in the next room over, getting ready to milk herself for the day. At this point, I looked down and saw my son was fast asleep. It was perfect timing. I laid my son in his crib, kissed him on the forehead and whispered "I owe you one, kiddo." in his ear. I walked out of his room, shut the door behind me and walked over to the next room, where as I walked in, I could hear the on switch get flipped. Sure enough, Glimmy was lying on her little "milking bed", the pump working its magic. And of course, at the first moan, my cock immediately hardened.
Now, on this particular day, i'm not sure why, but my cock was exceptionally hard. And my balls were SWELLING. Almost like they were in overdrive mode. So much so that I actually had to take off the crown, ballring and cockring off my cock, because it was starting to hurt. And people I've slept with before will tell you that I NEVER take those things off, even for sex. So this was a very rare occurrence for me.
Normally when I watch Glimmy get milked, the process is that I watch her for a bit, edge myself a bit throughout, then once she's gone, go on about my business for a bit then fuck her a little bit later.
On *THIS* particular day, not only was I swelling up like crazy, but Glimmy threw a curveball at me. She immediately started fingering herself on the table as the milker was working. My guess as to why was probably because she couldn't do it before because my son was in her way at the time, but now she could.
That broke me. Acting on instinct, I immediately ran up to her, moved her hand away, and stuffed her wanting hole with my hard cock, which was reaching statue levels of hard at this point. Her moans grew louder with the sudden insertion as I thrusted more and more into her. The steady stream of milk that was coming out of her nipple into the cup could no longer be seen, as the waves of pleasure was causing milk to be produced faster than normal. All you could see was white in them, but it didn't matter to me. I just wanted to fill *her* up.
My cock combined with the milker was driving Glimmy mad. She couldn't form coherent words, all she could manage was incoherent sexual babbling, which somehow spurred me on even more. I wanted to unload inside her very badly. This bat, that was here on a job, was slowly but surely stealing my heart.
Now... when I cum, I've stated it before that the stream is normally comparable to that of a firehose... but today, it felt like someone just knocked the damn hydrant out of the ground. The flow was so potent, that *I* started babbling too. I unloaded all I had into her in one continuous shot. It was all a blur, so much so that when my balls declared sweet sweet emptiness, I looked up and saw Glimmy, eyes rolled into her head, and her belly expanded, to the point where she looked like she was already 9 months pregnant with my second child.
I began to start pulling out of her, but I stopped. I stayed inside her, to not let my cum out, and waited for her to regain consciousness. As she gained her bearings, saw her expanded belly, and felt both my cock in her pussy and the *GALLONS* of wolf cum sloshing around in her belly, she looked into my eyes with baited breath. I looked into her eyes, and saw that sparkle I would eventually fall in love with, chuckled a little bit to myself and nodded. She let out an excited squee, pulled me in tight and kissed me.
The pregnancy tests and what not that followed were mere formalities. It had become very apparent to both of us, at that moment in time, that the second cub was on its' way.
Oh and before anyone asks, yes, I have drunken some of Glimmy's breast milk. The best way I can describe how it tastes is "a little bit like egg nog". ;3
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PR always amazes me with her art. It tastes a special kind of artist to make art that makes me swoon and drip simultaneously. And she is *DEFINITELY* that special kind of artist. Thanks again for the art, cutie. <3