Lactation Erotica Novels & Stories

She finally grabbed me by the hair and growled, “Stop! I need a break for a minute.” I slid alongside her as she wrapped her thick arms around me and I licked her salty-tasting neck. Her chest was heaving and her lactating breasts were leaking. I French kissed her deeply and moved my mouth to her right tit and began licking and squeezing it, she tried to stop me but I latched on and began sucking like a 30-pound 5-month-old, my mouth filling with the faintly sweet nectar of warm, thin mother’s milk. Eva relaxed as the Oxytocin went to work. An old memory rushing back to me of suckling at my own mother’s full tits when I was as old as 5 as she used it to bribe me to go to kindergarten. My ded

So I cup a blob and spread the gooey substance on his shaft, the erotic feel of his tight cock sends shivers rushing down my spine. “You're a dirty little girl, doll,” he chuckles darkly, biting on my shoulder. I answer him with a whisper, he's moving faster now, his precum serving as lubricant to fuck between my thighs like it's my cunt. “I love when you're a dirty girl, a fucking cock tease, just look at how curvy and perfect you're made for me,” he grabs my bouncing breasts again and shakes them, making me cream uncontrollably on his shaft, “look at these big melons. Can't wait to fuck em again, can't wait to fucking drink from it after you birth my pup,” he's talking too rough, his breat

“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.

He pounded merciless, wet slaps echoing, hips grinding my clit every stroke. The tattooed guy knelt beside us, grabbed my tits and squeezed them together. “Boob job time for these milky jugs.” He spat between them, slid his fat cock in and started fucking my cleavage hard. Milk squirted out with every thrust, coating him, making everything slick and nasty. “Yeah lactate for me, you breeding cow.”

“Say it.” “Yours!” I scream as another wave crashes, the whole tower shaking. “Your bride—your mate—your everything—” Two smaller tentacles latch onto my nipples and start sucking hard. Milk sprays out (sweet, warm, glowing faintly), and I didn’t even know I could lactate until right this second. “Fuck yes,” he groans, mouth descending on one breast, drinking deep while the tentacles keep milking the other. “Giving me everything. Milk, come, your womb—mine.”

She used the plushness of her lips and the steady, rhythmic lap of her tongue to target my clit with an agonizingly perfect pressure. The contrast was maddening. Her small, delicate hands reached up to cup my heavy breasts, gently squeezing them as she sucked and licked below. With every squeeze, I could feel my milk letting down, dripping onto her fingers and down my own stomach, lubricating the entire encounter in a slick, sweet mess. The buildup was intense, fueled by the sheer taboo of what we were doing in the house I shared with my husband. I looked down at the top of Debra's head, watching her red-dyed curls bounce slightly with the movement of her jaw.

The wet smack made her cry out. He did it again, then went back to slow circles on her clit. Lila’s thighs shook hard. Tears of lust and need filled her eyes. Sweat covered her sun-kissed skin and made it glow under the spotlights. Her nipples ached. Her pussy throbbed so badly it almost hurt.

WARNING: THIS EPISODE CONTAINS STRONG SEXUAL CONTENT AND MAY BE SENSITIVE FOR SOME READERS. SONG RECOMMENDATIONS: RODEO (REMIX) LAH PAT AND FLO MILLI, AND FETISH BY SELENA GOMEZ Leonardo felt Arya’s pulse slow as his hands slide over her perfect perky twin breast. He kissed her neck and rub her tummy, his fingers touching her belly button as his hands moved. “Hmmmm”, she murmured and his dick jerked up in reaction.

She grabbed at her breasts, not noticing the wet spots where her nipples were. "Oh baby, you're lactating." Liam leaned up. He latched on hard to her left nipple, sucking the tip deep into his mouth. His left hand reached down to play with her clit. Changing to her right nipple he looked up at her. She was squirming and moaning and panting. He knew she was close. And then she cummed. ~~ ~~ >>>Brianna>>> “Time out”. I whispered breathing heavily. Liam chuckled getting off me. “So how do you like my idea of the two of us being alone together ?”.

He licked a broad, slow stripe from the underside of her breast up to the damp fabric of her bra, tasting the salt of her sweat, the sweet tang of milk that had seeped through. Moaning softly, Mara’s head fell back against the cabinet, and a tear tracked from the corner of her eye into her hairline as her hands came up, tangling in his dark hair, not to pull him away but to hold him there. He nuzzled the bra cup aside and her nipple sprang free, tight and pebbled, glistening with a bead of milk. Matt went still, enamoured at the sight, one so seductive he would have doubted it was real if he wasn’t there. His breath fanned over the sensitive peak, making her shudder.