Lactation Erotica Novels & Stories

I moved on him, rolling my hips in deep, grinding circles. The angle hit perfectly, his cock rubbing against that sensitive spot inside with every motion. My breasts bounced with the rhythm, nipples tight and aching. Lucas watched me with hooded eyes, one hand coming up to pinch and roll a nipple until I gasped. The notebook lay forgotten for a moment as pleasure built. I leaned forward, bracing my hands on his chest, fucking myself harder on his cock. “Faster,” he growled. “Show me how guilty you feel.”

' Stretched with erect torsion he hobbles over to my tidy bed and settles at the centre, watching me expectantly as I slip the cutting bra straps off my shoulders, uncupping each heavy breast, leaving my bra hanging loosely to tease him. I push one of my swollen breasts up to my mouth for him, tickling my complected nipple naughtily with the tender tip of my tongue, tasting my own milk. I fight to contain himself. My sensuality, the sweet taste of my milky colostrum, goes to my head. 'Suck my teats! Suck my teats!' I plead. I hold him to my breast and suckle him like a baby. 'Like sucking my teats, don't you? Let me be your cow.'

His hands made their way to my back, loosening my dress. Then he stared at my breasts. “These fucking tits” he breathed in my ears as he used his hands to fondle my breasts. Massaging them, and circling my swollen nipples. Everywhere began to feel hot. I couldn’t hold in anymore as he pinched my nipples and used his finger to circle on them.

Shamefully, eagerly wet. His fingers traced the edge of my panties, feeling how soaked the fabric had become. A quiet shiver ran through me as he pressed the flat of his hand firmly against my center, rubbing slow circles over my swollen clit through the drenched lace. The pressure was perfect, teasing yet deliberate. On the screen, a woman screamed as something monstrous chased her through a pitch-black forest, but I could barely register it. All my mind was focused on was Lucas’s hand working between my spread thighs in the dark.

She'd suckled on it for hours when she'd been asked for her breasts, which were like 300 pounds of chest, round with pink nipples, her slim body and her copper skin, she was a perfect red-skinned, sunburnt Latina. Then, she was used to being sucked, when she was spreading her legs, with her fingers inside her wet folds, squeezing her clit, while she sucked her breasts, pouring more and more drinks on her breasts that were getting slick. , in addition to taking melted chocolate and licking every part of each of her breasts, suckling her, to the point that she lactated... - Mom... - He said, as he thrust his fingers deeper into her folds, while sucking her breasts. - I'm Mommy. - She said moan

I cried out, my fingers tangling in his dark hair. He pushed me back onto the cot, his body covering mine. The weight of him, the heat, was everything I’d dreamed of. His hands were everywhere—kneading my breasts, sliding down my ribs, over my hips. He hooked his fingers into the waist of my simple cotton underwear and tore them down my legs. The sound of the fabric ripping was the most erotic thing I’d ever heard. Then his hand was there. Between my legs. On my pussy. A big, rough-skinned palm cupping me, his middle finger sliding through the wetness I couldn’t control.

Damien cupped her breasts. “Please, Sir,” she begged. “What do you need, baby?” “Touch my nipples, take them into your mouth, suck them.” “Well, you have been very good.” He lightly tongued her distended nipples. Holding her breasts gently, knowing how tender they were, he moved from one nipple to the other. Lila whimpered, her need spiralling out of control. She attempted to thrust her hips up, needing him to touch her clit, to drive himself inside her.

He pounded hard, dominant rhythm shaking my body, balls slapping my ass. Javier leaned in, capturing my mouth in a messy kiss while his hand rubbed my clit in fast circles. "Ride his cock, baby. Show us how bad you want to be bred by your alphas." The word hit hard—echoes of my past—but here, it felt right, the heat twisting pain into pleasure. Luciano, gaining courage, sucked on my breast, tongue laving the nipple as he stroked himself.

I let go of one hip, grabbing for her left breast to drag her pebbled nipple to my mouth, and I suck it deep within. Rolling my tongue in a circular motion that has her mewling on top of me. "Oh, she likes that..." Khai's voice sounds around us, egging us on to continue on, and we do. She fucks me hard and fast whilst I stimulate her breast tasting that sticky substance that has started to leak from them. It is sweet like nectar and will soon nourish our child to grow. "Come with me, Theo?" Lilith's words sound out breathlessly. Her grip around my neck tightens as she grinds her clit against my pubic bone.

She loved it when Lisa works her fingers over her clit and put in pressure. Her clothes are undone and that puffy nipples of hers glared at Lisa. Fuck….her clit swelled another inch at the erotic sight. “Come to me…” Her voice is hoarse and her fingers worked faster over her pussy lips. Mira loomed over her on the bed, her body zinging in anticipation. “Put those titties on me….c'mon put it on me.” Lisa pled, her wetness growing. Mira gave in with a soft smile, she hooked her hand on her left titties and brought it closer to Lisa’s pussy lips. The moment her puffy