Cerita Sex Menyusui Novels & Stories

“Look at you. Postpartum slut still getting ruined every night.” Jax leaned over her back, sucking a mouthful of milk straight from her nipple. “You’re ours. Mark can’t even see this. He thinks he’s the only one who ever tasted these tits.” Emma was sobbing with overstimulation, thighs burning, belly bouncing wildly. The house was quiet except for their ragged breathing and the wet sounds of skin on skin. She came so hard the rug soaked through, cum and milk mixing in a warm puddle under her. They didn’t stop.

Lisa murmured, "suck on those big titties. Show me how much you love your little slut's fat tits." I sat up a bit, "Kayla, bring those tits over here," I commanded. She leaned over, almost laying on top of Lisa, their nipples nearly touching, one breast hanging down almost resting on my face, while I suckled on Lisa's open nipple. Seeing the other two nipples so close to each other, I reached out with my hands squeezing the girl's tits, and drawing the nipples together. I rubbed them against each other, then brought my tongue into play, teasing them. I nibbled on both of them, sucked them deep, and reveled in the feel of two hard nipples in my mouth at the same time.

Her snot was dripping, but she still continued speaking between breaths. “Do I really have to break it down for you?! You want me to tell you how many times? Where? What position? How many minutes?!” She sniffed loudly in between her anger. “You want me to include how many times I cursed?!” “Yes, we had sex! Not just once, but… okay, a lot! And even if it just started, early pregnancy is possible! G****e it, sir! I get fertilized fast, sorry not sorry if I’m fertile and your son has Olympic-level swimmers!”

My wife's body had changed after the baby—curves fuller, hips wider, and her tits… fuck, they were massive, swollen with milk that leaked whenever she got turned on. We'd been married five years, but tonight, with the kid asleep and the house quiet, I couldn't hold back. She lay in our bed, wearing nothing but a thin nightie that clung to her like a second skin, dark hair fanned out on the pillow. I climbed in beside her, cock straining against my boxers. "Sarah," I whispered, my hand sliding up her thigh, feeling the heat radiating from her pussy. She smiled, sleepy but knowing, nipples already poking through the fabric, damp.

I believe real sex is an act of worship, not just physical performance. I feel her channel tightening, so I maintain the speed and intensity while sealing my lips with hers, kissing her hungrily all while cupping her breasts. She squeezes my cock and just like that, she comes again for the fifth time tonight. She has been so sensitive ever since she becomes pregnant with our second child I think I can make her come just by whispering dirty words to her ears. And right now, I don’t think I should prolong this round because her limit nowadays is an hour max, after that she would surrender to the slumber land regardless I have come or not.

Each down ride was sending waves of pleasure around her crotch. "How do you feel fucking me while your wife is asleep beside us?" Susan asked, enjoying her Slow ride. She rode him for five minutes before she laid down and let Steve fuck her missionary. Steve was about to cum and Susan crossed her legs so he won't pull out. Steve didn't want to cum inside of her but he couldn't stop thrusting into her. Susan clenched her pussy was, causing Steve to loose control. He shoot his hot cum inside of her and continued till he was empty. He collapsed behind her, breathing heavily.

I lean closer and kiss her again and this time she reciprocates and my chest swells before I slowly get on top of her while she now lays her back on the bed. I have heard of sex therapy and I have also heard that it helps with pain and anxiety when other methods don't help at all. Matilda looks into my eyes and I kiss her mouth again, feeling my body alive and blood drilling into my groin. My dick is hard in minutes and I get my hands under her dress. She helps take off my suit from last night and her hands find it's way into my boxers. She's massaging my dick and I groan, letting her experiment.

Susan helps her along by sucking and biting her tits, as she bounces up and down. "Oh fuck!" Sherrie cries, riding me harder and faster, almost bouncing off the tip of my cock. "Stand up, Susan!" Sherrie yells. "I want to taste you when I cum!" Susan complies. Standing with one foot on either side of my torso, she arches her back and positions her pussy over Sherrie's mouth. With her head tilted back, Sherrie snakes her tongue into Susan's wet pussy, lapping at her juices, as she grinds her own drenched pussy around my hard cock.

Susan helps her along by sucking and biting her tits, as she bounces up and down. "Oh fuck!" Sherrie cries, riding me harder and faster, almost bouncing off the tip of my cock. "Stand up, Susan!" Sherrie yells. "I want to taste you when I cum!" Susan complies. Standing with one foot on either side of my torso, she arches her back and positions her pussy over Sherrie's mouth. With her head tilted back, Sherrie snakes her tongue into Susan's wet pussy, lapping at her juices, as she grinds her own drenched pussy around my hard cock.

I watched the tint of red creep up her face. She said softly, “ Sit in the tub.” I smiled because I liked where this was going. She pulled out her soft milky cushions with her pebble-like brown nipples, used them to caress my cap gently then placed everything on me..putting it in-between then she started going from top to bottom. My eyes closed in ecstasy..I wanted more so I groaned, “ Tighter, love.” She looked tired but she pressed them firmly against my dick…my precum spilling against her boobs acting as a lubricant.