Boob Vore Novels & Stories

2 seconds, twelve inches of veiny, angry meat slapping my abs with a wet thwack. Precum drools down the shaft in a thick, sticky rope, pooling on the hardwood. I pull my phone, hit record. Silent shutter. Zoom in on the milk spray, the way her nipple puffs with each squeeze, the way her pussy lips grip her fingers through the lace, clit swollen and peeking. She switches tits. The second one’s even heavier, veins pulsing like they’re about to burst, milk already dripping in fat drops. “Fuck, yeah, take it all,” she moans, head thrown back, throat exposed, “You’d love to be under these, suffocating in Mommy’s milk, drowning in it while I—”

Vivian's beautiful dark hands slowly moved up Camila’s face and brushed her slick blonde hair to the back to have a clearer view of her big boobs tucked under the tight shirt. She slowly undid the shirt buttons and swiftly removed her bra. My throat went dry as the boobs that I had imagined for months were now pointing right at me. “Uhhmm” Vivian moaned as Camila took a nipple in her mouth. Her moans sent an intense wave down my pants and I stroked my cock through my pants. “Uhhh.. Uhhh… Mmmm” Vivian’s moans became louder as Camila hungrily sucked her boobs like something she had been craving. The contrast of their skin colors made it even more exciting.

God, if there were an award for being a fool, I’d win first place. “No, you can’t,” he murmured. His eyes lingered too long, roaming over me. “Your body’s changing,” he said softly. “Your boobs… they’re getting bigger.” My stomach clenched. That was exactly what I’d read—that breasts grew first, not the stomach. The body prepared early, ready to hold milk. So that I can feed baby nutrition once it is delivered. “Shut up with your nonsense,” I snapped and adjusted the bikini. I stepped away as I tried to drag his attention somewhere else.

“So I’m making you a new video.” I drag my finger down my neck, carefully following it with the camera, to cup my left breast. The white fabric is almost see-through. “I bought this just for you.” I tug it to the side, baring my breast, and let my fingers linger on my nipple. “I hope you like it.”

“Go to the bathroom, I’ll sort the bills and join you shortly.” I nod and carry my shopping bag along. A sales assistant points out the restroom and thankfully, it's vacant. I swiftly change into them. The top is… Fuck. It's obvious that I’m braless even from miles away. The sheer, provocative fabric squeezes against my big breasts, pulls the fat orbs together, and aggressively maps out my thick nipples. It's fragile, the type of shirts big-titted pornstars wear to display their boobs or act in the ‘accidentally drenched’ POV that shows the whole world the shape and size of their breasts, down to their nipples, and even cling to their skin, begging to be freed.

At her perfect body. The gown was made with a bra and panties so now that I've ripped it off her body, her body was completely bare to me and the sight of her boobs, round, soft with perky and hardened nipples from her arousal and looked like they were ready for my lips and hands nearly drove me crazy. Talk about Vanilla with chocolate toppings. "If you'll stop looking at me like that and..."

She relaxed into the chair, enjoying the hands that danced expertly across her neck and shoulders as a soft sigh escaped her lips. "Oh but you do", the woman murmured as a small smirk spread across her face. It came as no surprise when she felt the hands move lower and graze her breasts through the thin cotton camisole she was wearing. Her nipples were already erect and without a bra, they pushed out against the fabric, seeking out stimulation. The thought that voodoo was so deeply embedded in blood and sex crossed her mind as the straps of her camisole were pushed down and hands freed her breasts from its confines.

I leaned against the tiled wall, spreading my legs and sliding three fingers deep into my own soaking pussy. I stared deeply into Vio’s eyes, my breath hitching as I watched her. She didn't break eye contact for a second. Instead, she began massaging her own breasts, pinching her dark, firm nipples while she gave me a look so seductive it made my head spin. "Your pussy looks so good, sissy," Vio whispered over the sound of the spray. "I'm sure it tastes just as good as it looks." To my shock, Vio reached up, grabbed her own breast, and practically forced her nipple into her own mouth. She started sucking on herself, let out a deep, moan that echoed off the tiles.

She tilted her head back enjoying the slow, tantalizing progression toward her tits. The bra that she and Melissa had picked out cradled and supported her mom-boobs from below, and each cup also had two narrow, lacy straps that formed an inverted V framing her big nipples before continuing up over her shoulders. Bobby's lips followed the line of the straps across the top of one breast until they were moving delicately over her areola. He kissed the wide, dark circle all the way around, before finally placing a light kiss on the big, swollen nub at the center. With clenched teeth and her head thrown back, Cassandra pulled in a long breath through her nose as her pussy dribbled in reaction to

She turned to Charles and started giving him a blow job while plumbing my dick in the other hand. She stood up between us. She pushed up her boobs together and licked the areola of each of her boobs while keeping eye contact with us . She sucked them in her mouth and pulled them out with a pop. We are plumbing our dicks,keeping our eyes on her boobs. She jiggles her boobs in her hands at us. "Do you want to taste them big boys?" She squeezed her molds.Her breast milk flowed down her stomach.She runs her finger on her stomach and collects the milk of her stomach ,she puts the finger in her mouth and sucks it.