Breast Feeding Erotica Novels & Stories

Massage with gentle pressure. He pushed her back to the table. He removed the hook of the woman's bra. The wife's shorts were unzipped. It fell to the floor. He turned his wife to him and laid the half body on the table. He showered her with kisses until his lips landed on her chest. He alternately searched her nipples for milk that seemed ready to fill him. When he is on the other breast, he massages her other breast. Its murmur was like music to his ears.

She reached down and grabbed his hand, guiding it to the second breast. Down below, Harper's hand was slowly making its way up and down his cock, sending wave after wave of pleasure washing through him. All the nerves in his body responded to Harper's touch, opening him up to all manner of sensations. He continued sucking Lila's breasts, trapping her nipples between his soft lips. Lila arched her back, enjoying the warmth that swept through her. She moved her hand to the back of Evan's neck, brushing her fingers gently across the skin while he massaged her second breast with his hand.

She reached down, pulling her top over her head, baring her lace-covered breasts to him. His eyes darkened, a smoldering look of desire flashing across his face before he leaned in, capturing one of her nipples through the fabric with his teeth. His hands roamed up her back, unhooking her bra with practiced ease. Eva shrugged it off, sighing with pleasure as his mouth closed in on her bare nipple, suckling gently while his other hand kneaded the other breast. She arched into him, lost in sensation, every nerve ending alive

Both moaned. He stripped quickly and placed his erected cock on her breast. They kiss while his hands rubbed her breasts against his cock. The softness of her tits against his hard cock soothed him. Eva reveled at the feeling of his hard cock between her breasts. He began to knead faster. Then he pushed himself forward and pushed his cock between her breasts upward and downward. He groans as his cock rubs against her soft skin as he continued to fuck her breasts. Eva moaned in excitement. She pushed her breasts against his cock further, creating a smaller hole for him.

My eyes rove along the curvature of her heavenly body, absorbing every tiny detail. Her breast was full in the cap and her panties were soaked with her juices. I inhaled her and Havoc and I both growled as the scent of our mate's desire penetrated through our nostrils. I couldn’t wait any longer I reached forward and unclipped her bra. I slid the strap over her shoulders and down her arms. Her full breast freed out bouncing on her chest. it was erected and round like oranges. Her erect nipples were brown just like her pupils. I wanted to tease them and take them on a ride with my mouth.

“It’s because I’m breastfeeding Edmund. My breasts have increased in size.” Listening to her, I playfully massaged her chest, gently squeezing. I’d heard it helped relieve soreness from lactation, though she’d never asked me to help. “Ah… Ethan…” Sarah bit her bottom lip tightly as I fondled her breast. I watched her, feeling even more aroused. “How does it feel? Do you like it?” I gently pushed her onto the bed. From there, she writhed beneath me, her movements growing more intense. “It feels… strange,” she murmured.

His hand kneaded the other breast, sending thin white streams spraying across his shirt. “Oh god… yes,” I whimpered, threading my fingers through his hair and pulling him closer. My hips rocked forward instinctively, seeking friction. He stayed latched for long, greedy minutes, alternating between deep, rhythmic pulls and softer, teasing licks that made my milk spray in fine arcs. He pulled back just enough to watch it happen, then dove in again, sucking noisily, swallowing audibly. “These fucking mommy tits,” he muttered against my skin, switching to the left breast. “So full and heavy for me. Look at you leaking everywhere. You love feeding me, don’t you? Say it.”

I buried my face between them, inhaling the sweet, clean scent of her skin and fabric softener. “Mmm, yes,” she sighed, arching her back. “Just like that.” I pushed them up towards her face. “Can you suck them yourself?” She grinned. “Obviously. It’s the best. Help me.” I guided one heavy breast to her mouth. Her lips, full and glossed, parted and she took her own nipple inside, sucking deeply. The visual was fucking obscene and unbelievably erotic. Her eyes fluttered closed in pleasure. After a moment, she released it with a wet pop. “Switch.”

My thumb circles the moisture I left on her other breast. "When our baby arrives, she will be sharing her morning feeding with Daddy. I could come right now thinking about how your milk will taste." Her breathing becomes more erratic and I release her breasts and slide my hands down past her stomach between her thighs again. With one finger, I slowly ease into her pussy while watching the sweet torment on her face until she can't take it any longer and closes her eyes. I know her. I know she's concentrating on touch alone to get herself off quickly. Bad sub. I continue sliding my finger inside her and reach for a candle with my other hand. Leaning forward, I wet the tip of her breast with my

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—”