Erotic Stories Breastfeeding Novels & Stories

I moaned as I arched my back, thrusting my breasts out towards his exploring hands. He peeled the cups of my bra away from my breasts swiftly before the heat of his hand covered the naked flesh of my tits. My hardened nipples brushed against the palm of his hand as he squeezed and kneaded my feminine flesh. “You’re so beautiful…” EROS whispered close to my ear, and I could feel his eyes on my breasts as he continued to play with them.

“These tits… God, Harper, I’ve jerked off thinking about them so many times. And soon? Can’t wait for you to carry my kid. Swell up, produce milk…fuck, I’ll suck that too, drink every drop while you beg for more.” Her eyes go wide, hazy but shocked, the drug still fogging her brain because she just blinks at me, mouth opening and closing like a fish. “What? Breast milk? You’re insane, Elias. I’m not..oh God…” She trails off as I slide a hand down, fingers dipping into her pussy, two at once, curling deep, and she clenches around them, so tight it makes me groan.

He comes back with a bottle of lubricant. My stomach flips. He coats his cock, then presses two slick fingers against my asshole and pushes them inside. The stretch burns. He works them in and out until the muscle starts to give, then adds a third. I’m panting into the cushion, wrists still bound, my ass still stinging from the belt. “This is the part you don’t get to give away to anyone else,” he says. “This stays mine.”

Even though our doctor talk about less than 1% , there still a chance and I wouldn't let it go “i can’t procreate so stop being noisy “ was all i said before my mouth was back on hers. No need for details. “you are mine, so is your mouth” I said kissing those totalizing lips “your Breasts ” I move to her Breasts and suckle each nipples one after another slowly and intensely. My brain has stop thinking but my body have a mind of it own. Her nipples were becoming stiff and suckable. Each noise from her throats became my treasure. I suckle, bit and drag repeatedly, Even when I tasted iron on my tongue I continue.

Matthew, even her gray eyes began to open slightly, with her blood-red lips moving pursed. "Has she breastfed?" asked Mrs. Matthew. "In Angel's condition like this, there's no way I can let her breastfeed," replied Erick. Mrs. Matthew stared at the man sharply. "They should still be taught to breastfeed. With them touching, it will create a strong bond and might help Angel's condition recover." "I... don't know about that." Mrs. Matthew looked back at the tiny baby. "You want to breastfeed, darling... you must be thirsty, right? OK, let's breastfeed now."

Ben felt her warm, smooth breast flesh brush against his straining shaft and the ridge behind his head. He squirmed his hips in reaction to the pleasurable torture he was forced to endure. Tiffany used his oily cock, and leaking precum, to spread a slick sheen over her tits, essentially ignoring her skimpy bikini top. Ben did his best to stay still, but he knew he'd be cumming soon, just from her erotic manipulation and the feeling of his straining dick dragging over her smooth, soft, warm, glorious breasts.

He jumped at her touch, and she pulled at his pants. Suddenly, in a swift gesture, he took off her tshirt and sweater. She shook herself out her bra, and he leaned down to lick the puckering pink nipple. She was flooded with warmth and could feel herself getting wet. She’d been saving herself for a special occasion and a special man, but her body screamed instead, now, now, now. His lips were circling her nipples, while his leg spread her thighs wide so that she could ride against him. She rubbed herself against his leg, grinding against him, using the desk as leverage to find a place she wanted to reach, if only, if only….She wanted to touch him. She reached out to feel his cock and they bo

" You had a very Interesting youth." " For sure, you can bet on that. You know there's something I never told you. The reason I make you suck my breast is not because of relieving me only, but also to create a milk fetish in you. I want you to do this to your wife when you marry, women love it and love it more when they are facing the same situation I'm facing at this point in time. You don't know how happy a woman feels when she finds out that she wouldn't be going through the stress of using a breast pump or squeezing it out by herself. And again she will see that you value everything in her." She paused before continuing. " I myself had this milk fetish as a teenager."

So big and heavy-everything I could've asked for. "I love them a lot," I told her as I played with her breasts while she continued to suck me, her hands working around my tight knot to milk it, sending me closer to the edge. Something flashed in her eyes, and she pulled back immediately. I wanted to protest, but she took her breasts and started stroking my cock between them. That made me cum almost immediately, painting her glorious breasts and her chin and lips with hot white ribbons of my cum which she happily yapped away.

“How good would it be when my finger run down your body, brushing the curve of your breast and kissing it gently, agapi mou? Such a tasty morsel, sweet treat all for me, isn’t that right baby?” His fingers were pulling down the cup of her bra, causing her heavy breast to spill out like a decadent dessert ready to be feasted on. Her hardened nipple, red and puffy from his fingers look like a sweet, ripe, strawberry. No doubt the color has darkened from breastfeeding and looking more delicious with the pale globe decorated with green almost bluish veins. Ready to be suckled on and worshiped like the goddess she was and he did just that.