New Life

As Amorous Rose walked in the door, she tossed her keys in the bowl beside it, jsut on the end table, and continued, ignoring any furniture. She was groaning with nearly each step, obviously put in discomfort, and once she reached the bedroom, passing by Steel without so much as a glance, or even noticing him, she tried slipping a finger under the bottom line of her top. It was heavily stretcvhed otu from many uses before, but not this time. This time, she didn't even where a bra under it, which usually gave her problems. She barely fit a fingernail under the line, and flipped it over, pinching at it, pulling until she grabbed it fully, then began peeling the thin shirt off, throwing it down, and suppoting herself on the sink as if that were some major effort to get her shirt off.

Rose Red curly mane, a vanilla complexion, and overall good form. Perky rear, near-fit figure. She looked good.

"Good evening, love.", Steel called from the bedroom. She sighed, and turned from the sink, leaning on the doorway, staring directly at the charcoal grey stallion. Black mane. Slick black mane, thick with grease from a day's work in the sweaty heat of a forge. It swept back, had little volume.

"I took the pills like you asked, I didn't wear a bra for pecaution, yet I've at least swelled up three, maybe four sizes larger! They're...they're swollen, Steel, they hurt."

Steel stood from his chair, making a small stretch as he approached. He lifted his hands, and she stopped him first, checkign quickly if they were clean this time, then he lightly gripped each breasts. Indeed, they were swollen. Like, massively swollen. If she wore a push-up bra, they'd look like this when normal, but this...they're firm, supporting their own weight with ease.

"This is where the good part of it all comes in. You did say that tonight...", he slipped his hands down to her belt, "That we'd spend this weeks intimate night together."

She went to massage her breasts, and he stopped her with one hand, "Ah! Thats my job tonight." Her pants dropped, unsupported by the belt.

"Bed.", he commanded. She complied, sitting on the bed as he removed his own shirt and pants. He wasn't wearing anything underneath. Between his legs swung what she could easily call a tree trunk.

As Steel crawled in over her, he gave her a big smile before sitting up, grabbing both her breasts once more, this time, giving them a much needed massage. One that would be needed to help bring final relief to the pain. What felt like her breasts constantly stretching and growing, changed to a collection of light caressing strokes, passing impressions. She moaned in relief and pleasure. His touch amplified by the thousands, and the wonderful relief. He wanted her to take the medicine by what she assumed was his wanting, but after a moment's thought, it seems like he's starting off another night for her instead of him.

He didn't stop for a logn while, drawing circles with his fingers, lightly groping each breasts, passing over each teat...He pressed his mouth against one, lightly suckign on the soft flesh, but it wasn't the teat. No, he had other plans. relieving the pressure meant losing the opporunity to continue with the original intentions.

Steel moved his groping hands down to her thighs, then moved his hands under her back, picking her up. Her legs were wrapped around his chest for support, and her arms in a held position. She didn't know what to do. He began playing with her belly, which had always been a big turn on for her. Nuzzling, kissing, he was definitely taking his time.

She brought her own hands to her breasts, finally slipping into that slurring feeling of ecstasy and relaxation. She gripped them tightly, quickly forgetting such terms, spiking a sharp pain wherever her hands touched. Steel chuckled, and laid her back down, gently groping her breasts once more.

"How do you do that?", she asked, panting slightly.

"Massaging....shh...", he whispered.

He leaned down and kissed ehr, moving from her breasts to her legs, specifically at teh crease where the nether region meets the thigh, slipping hsi fingers on the edge of her panties, and rubbing there. It was enough to bring out yet another moan from her. Steel slipped his fingers under the rim of her waistband, and pulled the pink lace down. Her lips were as enticign as always, jsut waiting for somethign big to stretch them out...But thats a stallion's opinion. So, tonight, it's a mare's opinion. What pleases ehr best, thats Steel's goal.

Steel crawled back on top, running one hand between her thighs, and bring his mouth to one of her stiff teats. Once he teased just a bit, he suckled gently to pull the milk at a comfortable level, then it began gushing like it were pouring from a cup. She let out a long moan of relief, and ground her thighs together, trying to push his hand against her lips as hard as she could.

He didn't comply. In fact, he grabbed her up in his arms, and they were int eh shower before she opened her eyes. Steel turned ont he hot first, a direct stream upon Rose's back. She voiced her shock, and he gripped her leaking teat, massaging the breasts as he moved to the other swollen breast with the same idea in mind. One small suckle, and it was like a dam broke. Both were dribbling as he kneaded them, pushing a new level of pleasure through her body. Rose pushed her rear backwards into Steel's hips, and he ground against her, but she only voiced her disconcern with a small whimper. He didn't catch what she wanted. then again, it wa sjsut out of the blue.

Rose grabbed that swinging trunk of his, and lined it up with he own lips, pushing backwards against him, pushing him against the wall. It felt so damn good. Being filled with inch after inch of that thick dick, him kneading her swollen, leaking breasts. As is, she could climax right then and there.

"Squeeze them ahrder.", she bit her lips.

Steel did, Rose bit her lips. Only seconds after, she pressed against him as hard as she could, climaxing. It hit her body hard. Her breasts nearly gushed copious amounts of milk, her juices splattered the insides of both their thighs, and her walls clamped down on him int he best way possible. Everything washed away with the scaling hot water. They didn't even bother to turn the cold water on. And the effect took place as a blindingly steamy bathroom.

Rose stood against Steel, catching her breath in the thick humid air, Breasts still swollen and lactating. Steel had his arms jsut below her breasts, and was slowly grinding his hips into her perky ass. Steel turned the cold on, balancing the heat and chill until it were a warm symhpony dancing across their coats as he moved htem both under the spout. Rose against the rush. He pulled out, then thrust back in ever so lightly, and she moved her arms to behind her head, grabbing the back of his neck. She bent her back backwards, moaned with every thrust.She wasn't wore, which was usually the biggest problem with multiple goes, but she was spent, and now her walls were hyper sensitive. It felt so wonderful. The stretching, the thickness, the length, the depths filled. Steel picked up pace...

With every thrust, they both go closer to their orgasm, and Rose met hers halfway through, then again soon after. the faster he went, the more she came, the more sensitive her walls became. She had climaxed three more times beofre he achieved hsi first, and like the many times before, it was like her entire inside were filled with warmth, bleeding the heat into even her chest. Rose voiced a few slurred words, then collapsed against Steel.

"How was it?", Steel asked. She move her head up and kissed the underside of his chin.

Steel pulled from her depths, and then helped her sit on the shower seat, giving one of her breasts a small lick. She was still lactating. The medicine didn't work as it should. She should have been lactating all day. He didn't tell her that part. It was actually supposed to get her to stay home all day. Steel only went into work today because he had nothing else to do for the remainder of the day. Free Overtime.

Rose could barely even support herself as she caught her breath and through the next thirty minutes. When she finally regaiend her strenght, Steel helped her stand, and even washed her himself.