Lactation Erotica Novels & Stories

3. LISA I’m completely lost in the moment, fingers buried knuckle-deep in my dripping pussy, thrusting quick and messy while my eyes stay half-closed on the laptop screen. The lesbian p**n blasts wet tongue sounds and desperate girl moans that make my cunt squeeze even tighter around my fingers. My other hand attacks my heavy tits, pinching my stiff nipples until the sharp sting blends into pure pleasure, squeezing the soft flesh hard like I’m trying to pull an orgasm out of them.

" She then guided my hand through the slit in her sarong and pushed it against her pussy. It was drenched, and as I gently slid my fingers around in the warm juice, she said, "You should write that down and send it into the P**n-erotica website where they have all those dirty stories." "Literotica," I corrected her. "Maybe I will." I retracted my hand from between her legs, and put my fingers in my mouth. After a long, thoughtful suck, I said, "Hmm. Needs more basil, I think." She laughed, and fished her hand inside my towel, wrapping her hand around my swollen cock. "I think it could use some sausage," she replied.

And then Madri opened her mouth and wrapped her lips around the nipple. For a few moments, Erika just felt Madri's thick wet tongue circling her nipple and poking it gently. Then, she started to feel a gentle suction. She watched while Madri's caramel cheeks sucked in noticeably. Erika moaned deeply when she felt the familiar tingle. Madri was sucking her milk. She could feel it pouring out of her body. She watched Madri's face and saw the joy cross it as the sweet liquid splashed warm against her tongue. Madri sucked gently, slowing, pulling just a few precious globs of milk out of Madri's body at a time. For Erika, the pleasure was intense. Unlike a kid looking for a meal, Madri was gentle

Wet slaps echo with every drop, my boobs bounce with every movement, nipples hard, tight and aching, yearning for the touch of her fingers or mouth. Lira watches me with glowing eyes, one hand finally cupping my breast, thumb flicking my nipple while the other rubs my clit in perfect rhythm. The pleasure builds fast, and that boiling heat now pools in my belly, her cock bullying my cervix on every downstroke. “Faster, baby.” She urges playfully, hips snapping up to meet me. “Let me hear those pretty sounds.” For a moment, she holds my waist down, pinning me to the spot as she fucks me from below, my pussy walls contracting around her fuck as my orgasm builds, threatening to push me way over

The woman began moaning with pleasure, making Martha try to imagine the sort of erotic pleasure that she was feeling as she had her dark lips sucked by the white lips. As he was sucking on one of the nipples, Ron took one of his hands to the other nipple and started pinching it pleasurably, making Martha remember the sweet lovemaking that Dave had given her that morning. The woman had her eyes closed as she moaned softly, her hands ruffling Ron’s hair, and as Ron was busy playing around with the nipple with his fingers, Martha noticed a drop of milk dripping from the woman’s breast and realized that she had to be lactating.

I cried out louder, my hands gripping the edge of the desk as waves of pleasure washed over me. Damien's hands moved to my breasts, squeezing them through the fabric of my blouse. I could feel my nipples hardening, aching for his touch. He trailed kisses up my stomach, his tongue circling my navel before moving higher. He pushed my blouse aside, exposing my bra. With a swift movement, he unclasped it, freeing my breasts. His mouth captured one nipple, sucking it while his hand played with the other. I whimpered, my body writhing under his touch, my pleasure building to a crescendo.

Christ, it’s goddamn large:swollen to bursting, areola the size of a silver dollar, dark and puffy, nipple fat and erect, leaking a pearly bead that rolls down the curve like liquid sin. Her manicured fingers are milking herself in slow, rhythmic squeezes—squelch-squelch-squelch—milk jetting into a crystal bowl in thin, high-pressure arcs. Pssst-pssst-pssst. The bowl’s half-full, swirling with a faint blue tint—some OnlyFans lactation supplement, no doubt. Chat’s exploding: “SQUIRT IT IN MY MOUTH MOMMY” “$500 FOR A PRIVATE MILK BATH”.

Her neck bulged every time his head lodged in her esophagus. Rita knelt beside them and worked the breast pump on the highest setting. The cups were fogged with condensation. Nina’s nipples were purple, stretched three inches long, the skin shiny and thin. Clear fluid finally leaked in tiny drops. Pre-milk. Rita caught it on her fingers and painted it across Nina’s clit, then slapped the swollen nub until Nina’s whole body seized and she pissed straight up in a high arc that rained down on all three of them. Liam groaned, pulled out of her throat, and jerked himself off onto her inverted face. Thick ropes lashed across her eyes, her nose, into her open mouth. Some shot straight into her hair

"Watch me, Chris." His jaw locked. I could see the muscles in his neck straining as I reached for the front clasp of the red bra. I unhooked it slowly, letting the lace fall away to reveal my breasts. I began to massage them, my thumbs circling my nipples into hard peaks. "Daphne... f-fuck..." Chris groaned, covering his mouth with his hand. It looked physically painful for him to stay still. I ignored his plea, letting out a long, high-pitched moan as I arched my back. I spread my legs wide on the marble island, the red net leggings and matching panties leaving absolutely nothing to the imagination.

“Your tits are so full for me now. Tasting your milk while you carry my baby… it’s fucking addictive.” I moaned loudly, arching into his mouth as pleasure shot through me. He slid two thick fingers into my dripping pussy without warning, curling them against my g-spot while continuing to nurse from my heavy breasts. The pregnancy had made lactation play intensely erotic, every suck sent waves of heat between my legs. I came quickly, thighs trembling, walls clenching around his fingers as fresh juices soaked his hand and the sheets.