Milk

Leah was very inexperienced with men. Ivan had been her first kiss and she'd never had a boyfriend. Everything was completely new and exciting, and Ivan was... special. She'd never met anyone as intelligent or as kind as him. And he definitely made her feel good.

She moaned softly as he held her down, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. Leah's muscles clenched and unclenched his fingers, her cries echoing off of the walls. Suddenly, her thighs clamped around his head and she came, collapsing on the bed, crying out his name. After a moment she sat up with him, her hand caressing his face. The milk was wearing off. "Ivan, I'm not just asking this because of the milk. I really like you. You're sweet and wonderful. Make love to me?" She blushed, whispering as she looked up at him. She began unbuttoning his shirt, staring into his eyes.
 
Ivan didn't stop lapping up her juices, even as her thighs clenched around his head as her pussy clenched around his fingers. He had brought her to the edge, and he was going to be there when she fell over. He wanted to fall with her.

When she landed, he untangled himself from her legs slowly and nodded at her words, breathing deeply. He wiped her essence from his lips with the back of his hand and licked the remainder with his tongue. His mind was so clouded with lust he'd forgotten all about the experiment, but her words brought him back... and she wanted him, even without the milk.

"Fuck, Leah, yes," he agreed, yanking down his pants as she removed his shirt. His cock strained against his boxer briefs tightly. Ivan kissed her tenderly, passionately, then desperately, his body sloped over hers. All that separated them was his underwear, and the feel of her underneath him, lithe body smashed to his, was driving him wild.
 
Leah looked up at him breathlessly, watching him wipe his mouth and lick his lips. God he was sexy. When he nodded, she smiled, hugging him tightly. She finished unbuttoning his shirt, pulling it off of him. Her hands caressed his stomach and chest, admiring his form.*

"Fuck, Leah, yes." She looked down at his boxers, eyes widening as she saw him straining against the fabric. She wrapped her arms around him as she lay back, kissing him gently then pressing her lips against his hard, gasping softly. There was no room between them, skin against skin, except for the boxers he wore. Blushing while they kissed, she reached inside and pulled him out, squeezing gently. She was more than ready for him. "God I need you inside me Ivan."
 
Panting heavily, Ivan discarded his boxer briefs and lay over Leah. He craved to pound into her immediately, but resisted. She was a virgin, and he didn't want her in pain, though he knew it would hurt her no matter how gentle he was. "Leah, get on top, I want you to set the pace," he told her, shifting their bodies slightly so she could get on top of him. He knew his limits; if he were on top of her, the moment he entered her he wouldn't be able to help but fuck her senseless. He'd already been so desperate when he was just touching her with his fingers and pleasing her with his tongue. If his cock were wrapped in that tight sheath, he wouldn't be able to help himself.
 
"Leah, get on top, I want you to set the pace." Leah nodded, moving on top of him. She kissed him lovingly, blushing as she pulled back, taking his cock in her hand, she slowly inserted it. She lowered herself, letting him break through her barrier, when she let out a sharp cry of pain. She paused for a moment, trembling before she changed position, her legs outside of his, bent, chest to chest. Slowly she began to move, kissing him over and over, taking his face in her hands.
 
The way she rode him was so sexy and so innocent all at the same time nearly had him cumming right then and there the instant he entered her. "Leah," he gasped out her name as he crashed through her barrier that marked her a virgin. He loved the blush on her cheeks and the look in her eyes as she slowly began to move. She was trembling onto of him, and Ivan felt bad that he'd hurt her. He kissed her back, slowly rocking his hips in time with hers. His hands reached down and grasped her firm butt, squeezing gently as he kissed her lovingly.
 
"Leah." She smiled, liking the way her name sounded when he spoke. She let herself get lost in the kiss, moaning as he gripped her butt, her hands on his shoulders. Their movements were in sync. It felt better and better, and now she wanted him to feel good.. Her hands slid down his arms as they kissed, squeezing him.
 
Her moans encouraged Ivan to increase his pace just slightly. God, being inside her felt amazing. He loved the view too; it made the sex even better, watching her breasts bounce up and down and her pretty little lips part in uneven gasps. Ivan moved his hands around and cupped those perky tits of her, squeezing her nipples gently. He kissed her fiercely, hungrily. He fought hard against his orgasm. Even though she'd already came once, he wanted her first time to be special, though he knew it would be hard for her to come again given the slight discomfort she must be feeling. To aid her in her pleasure, Ivan reached down and played with her clit gently, knowing it would be highly sensitive after having come twice already.
 
Leah gripped his shoulders as he thrusted faster inside of her. He felt so good, and she loved looking down into his eyes while he moved inside of her. She kissed his neck, from the shoulder blade to the chin. Her nose brushed against his, nuzzling him before their lips met. A shiver ran down her spine when he squeezed her small nipples, but not roughly. His kisses were filled with so much passion that she responded, trying to add more to the kiss. Her tongue caressed his lips before moving into his mouth, exploring. Her hips moved in circles, her walls milking him as he brought her closer and closer to orgasm.
 
Not to seem like a senetimental pussy, but Ivan was truly enjoying their closeness. They weren't just fucking. This was also a display of emotion. Granted, he'd only just met Leah yesturday, but along with his instinct to protect her came an instinct to pleasure her, and make her first time memorable. He kissed her again and again.

Fuck, he was going to cum. He couldn't stop it anymore. Leah's moans, coupled with his own, and the sight of her beautiful body sitting astride him and her tight pussy around his cock had his orgasm rip through him. "Fuck, Leah, I can't---Mmph..." he let out an animistic grunt as he released his seed inside her, holding on to her buttocks tightly, unable to resist edging inside her just a little bit deeper and rougher.
 
Leah gripped his shoulders as she felt her orgasm run through her. She came with him, crying out and trembling as he came inside of her. "Fuck, Leah, I can't---Mmph..." Leah collapsed on top of him, staring into his eyes. She kissed him gently, smiling at him. "Ivan, you're amazing." She touched his cheek lovingly. She hadn't had a lot of happy memories, but she knew this one would be one of the best, and it would stay in her mind forever.
 
Ivan cradled her against his chest, still inside her, as they breathed heavily together in the aftermath. God, he was suddenly extremely tired. That had been the most powerful orgasm he'd experienced in quite some time, perhaps ever. He glowed with pride at her compliment, and ran his hands down her back. He held her warmly for several long minutes, before remembering that this had started out as an experiment.

"Do you feel better now? Is the milk completely gone? When did it stop affecting you?" Yes, he was bombarding her with questions. But now that they had both been satisfied, he needed to go back to being the serious doctor.
 
Leah closed her eyes as he held her, just lying there and cuddling. She was worn out from everything, and it was nice to just lie there and relax with him. Her finger made circles on his chest, just touching him. She sighed quietly as his hands moved over her, his touch so gentle. She loved lying in his arms, resting. She wanted to do this every day. cradled her against his chest, still inside her, as they breathed heavily together.

"Do you feel better now? Is the milk completely gone? When did it stop affecting you?"

She smiled down at him kissing his nose playfully. "You know, you're really sexy when you talk about science. Yes, I feel better and the effects have worn off. It started fading the second... Orgasm," she said blushing. "It's completely gone now though after the third time. I wonder if it gets more powerful the more times you take it."
 
Ivan laughed. He supposed talking about science right after a steamy sex session wasn't exactly the best form of pillow talk. Still, he appreciated her taking him seriously and answering him all the same. "So, I guess that was about..." he checked his digital clock on the bedside table, "an hour of it affecting you. I wonder if it's effects lessen after you orgasm. Did you find yourself less or more aroused after you came for the first time?" He asked, slowing rotating them so he pulled out and she lay beside him. He kissed her cheek gently and brushed some of her dark hair out of her eyes.

Her next sentence played directly to his scientific nature and his needs of a man. She wondered if the milk's affects got more powerful the more you took of it. "What, are you offering to try it again?" he laughed. "I would wager it's more like heroin or cocaine. Each time you have it, you have to take greater and greater hits to get the same high. Did you feel it more powerfully than the first time you had it?" he asked, referring to the night he'd rescued her.
 
"So, I guess that was about... an hour of it affecting you. I wonder if it's effects lessen after you orgasm. Did you find yourself less or more aroused after you came for the first time?"

Leah smiled as he brushed her hair out of her eyes, her hand caressing his cheek. "More aroused. I could tell the milk was wearing off after the second time, but you still made it even better." She wanted him to know that despite the lingering effects of the milk, her first orgasm wih him inside of her was caused by him, not the milk.

"What, are you offering to try it again?" he laughed. "I would wager it's more like heroin or cocaine. Each time you have it, you have to take greater and greater hits to get the same high. Did you feel it more powerfully than the first time you had it?"

She laughed. "Of course, unless you want to try it next time," Leah grinned playfully. "It did seem to have a more powerful effect the second time. What I found interesting was that I could think clearly, but I couldn't control my body or what I said. I could tell I didn't want the men in the alley, but I also knew that I didn't want you just because of the milk."
 
Post coitus, one would imagine a couple to be snuggled up together, whispering sweet nothings. Yet, here Ivan was, questioning her like a research subject. He rubbed her back absentmindedly as he listened to her responses, trying to work out solutions in his head. He found it interesting she was more aroused the second time, yet she felt the milk wearing off. He felt a gush of pride when she said it was because of him. He certainly had literally fucked with the experiment.

"I don't think it will have an effect on me. Milk only works on females. I--" A brilliant thought struck him like a sharp jab to the gut. "Leah! That's it! If I can concoct a version of milk for males, then females will be able to have them at their control. They can get revenge, and neither sex will have greater power over the other. I don't need a cure. I need to make the men feel just as vulnerable. Hopefully, then the courts will outlaw it!" All this was said in a very excited manner, and he squeezed her tightly in his grasp.
 
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