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

Lena remained utterly lost in the sensation, her mind hazy with raw, desperate need as she ground against him. She yanked her T-shirt up and over her heavy breasts, the fabric bunching just below her collarbone, fully exposing her tits to his hungry gaze. Her nipples were already tight, aching peaks begging for attention. With a breathy moan, she cupped them in both hands, squeezing the soft, plush flesh. Her fingers sank deep as she kneaded them, thumbs circling the sensitive buds in slow, teasing strokes that sent sparks of pleasure straight to her core.

“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.”

His penis was fully erect, but it was easily buried. They moved their heavy-looking breasts up and down to stroke the sensitive rod with their extremely soft tits. “I must apologize, Your highness … I am already leaking milk…” Milia blushed a little and white milk left the tips of her springy maid boobs to wet all four breasts. Camelia, seeing this exclaimed in admiration. "So this is the Milk. It's the first time I saw a woman, not pregnant lactate." The rod contained between them was overwhelmed. The pleasure of their double titjob stimulated his lust to the point he thought his lower body would melt away.

That sweet warmth flooding to envelope her chest and between her thighs. She looked down to see Lucas, his head bobbing up and down as he sucked on her breast as his hand stroked through her wet cunt. She wanted to protest because surely she was already lactating, which meant he could probably taste the breast milk. "Lucas," she said, trying to stop him, but then he tilted his hips just right and she felt his hard cock press against her pussy deliciously, and she let out a whimper.

Erica rubbed down the side of her own breasts and pulled both of them free from the neck of her dress. Matt's lips messily kissed and sucked down the fat of her breast. He saw the stretch marks made from when her breasts had grown and filled with milk during motherhood. The closer he came to her nipple, the more sensitive she was. When Matt let his tongue drag across her hard nipple, he could feel her push her chest out- just begging for more. "Ohhh yesss... fuck me... finger fuck your fucking sister. Mmmm lick those fucking milf tits...ahhhh!" Erica cried out. Matt wrapped his lips around her nipple and sucked hard. Erica's moans turned to whimpers as her breath heaved in and out.

“With the amount of money I’m paying you, you should come fully aroused. Now go ahead and frig yourself. I’ll watch you. We’ll continue once you’re properly juiced up.” Eric pulled the pillow away as he climbed off her. Then, when she didn’t start masturbating right away, he said, “Go on.” He pointed to his jutting erection. “I haven’t been here all night.” Lyla bit her lip and slipped her right hand down to her pubic mound. She closed her eyes and applied pressure to her clitoris. Then, as she began to massage the tender flesh in slow circles, she brought her left hand to her right breast. She gave it a squeeze, pressed it flat to her chest, and moaned as her fingers found her pink nipples.

Taking my hands, Lauren places them against her magnificent breasts and I rub my palms in a circular motion around her hard nipples. "Ooh yeah," she coos. Her hair is matted to her forehead and little droplets of sweat run down between her luscious breasts. She's rolling her hips forward, sliding my cock in and out of her hot, mushy pussy while clenching and unclenching her pussy muscles around me. Fuck!