Lactation Fantasies Novels & Stories

He said he was going to kill me after fucking me. My mind grew lighter, my thoughts became hazier, and I almost didn’t notice the way his body shifted. Moving away from mine.He removed his hand and backed away.It took me a few seconds to realize that he wasn’t standing on top of me anymore. And then I felt his touch on the insides of my legs.“Tell me, puppy, why do you sleep naked?” His voice was gentle, and so was his touch.“Because it makes your sleep better.”A spank landed on my thigh.“And is good for your skin,” I continued.Spank hit the other one as well.“Now, puppy, tell me again.” He took a break. “But this time without lying.”I grinned. If he wasn’t a fucking killer, we would’ve gott

Lena drives us home and helps me upstairs to our bedroom where Rita and Antony are having a post coitus nap. “They are adorable,” Lena says. “They are, and I love how Antony’s little nipples have gotten puffy with his pregnancy,” I reply. “I love how yours have, though, yours are more than just a little puffy and the nectar they produce is sweet,” Lena says. She loves sucking on my nipples before filling my ass and I love that she feels so free in showing off her body in clingy leggings and cropped tops that allow people to see she is neither and both genders at once.

I lower my hands until my nipple is pinched between my thumb and finger, gently twisting them, my nipples have always been sensitive. Closing my eyes, I imagine Blake is here with me. I caress my breasts and bring one up to suck on the nipple. I'm getting so wet from this, sitting down on the built in stool and spread my legs. Reaching down between the folds, rubbing my clit in small circles while slipping a finger into my wet hole. I need more at the thought of Blake doing this, I pick up the pace and slip in another finger, now I'm ramming my fingers in my pussy, I can feel the build up. AHHHHHHHHHH!! I orgasm all over my fingers, bringing them up to suck on them. How I wish it was him doi

I let my fingers dance through the silk flimsy excuse of the nightgown I was wearing, messaging my hardened nipples delicately while pretending that it was Caden Gallagher's hands that were working their magic on me, stroking the hardened peaks, teasing them and leaving them swollen and sensitive in minutes. When it became clear that the fantasy was only going to drive me crazy if I held onto it any longer, I slowly removed my hand from underneath the thin material and slid my fingers under my thighs where I pushed aside my panties, allowing my clit to be exposed to the cool air and the light breeze from the window, caressing it lovingly. My pussy ached, desperate to feel the slick of someth

So now, besides the night terrors he is experiencing from the war, he is also having to contend with some rather steamy fantasies about his mother as he lies in bed at night. Most of his fantasies focus on her colossal tits as they strain against the thin material of whichever of the skimpy little bikinis she is showing off in.

“He's busy with work, wouldn't be home till five pm,he has a lot on his plate and coming here would be the last thing he could possibly think of” Doctor Manuel countenance… Fell… But why? “it would have been a whole steamy orgy if he gets to fuck my ass” A normal me would have screamed an ehhwww! Or maybe throw up at the thought and sight of it but this me liked the thought of it. Luke fucking me from behind while doctor Manuel thrusts from the front and Chloe sucking on my huge tits that would be so sensational. “Are you with me Ann?” I opened my eyes. I've been fantasizing.

He always thought that fetish to be silly because the primary function of the breast was to produce milk for the newborn and that is something that would never change until the end of time. She just needed to be cleaned up and given a chance to rest. Hopefully in time, the ordeal would fade and she would resume her normal lifestyle. But first, he needed to play with her for some time to taste her blood and see if she was as tight as his fingers informed him after lengthy exploration of her openings whilst she slept and dreamed scary dreams of the monsters in the deep bayou. ☆☆☆☆ Quickie:: The loud grunts from a man in the thrall of unbridled passion echoed through the darkness.

Meanwhile, I felt like yanking on the b*st*rd's nipple rings. My afternoon fantasy was frail in this b*st*rd's crazy play. She looked naive, biting her lower lip and feeling Lolita's tongue chewing her n*ppl*s like a hungry viper. Her meaty, bubble–like n*ppl*s had turned red and pointed under the s*ck. In a lesbian frenzy, she pushed her boobs up and down, sandwiching her tongue in between the motion until an exciting lapse crossed her clitoris. As I stroked my d*ck furiously, my scrotum suddenly shrunk, tightening up in a thrilling expectation. The tiny room's temperature suddenly hit past hundred degrees.

Lucas was noting five fantasies on separate sheets of paper. -Suck a dick in 5 minutes. -Perform the lap dance without getting a boner. -Reached for your breasts and sucked one of their tips. -Begin to finger yourself without complaining. -Become a cowgirl. He desired to add more, but five fantasies are already sufficient, and he doubts that Ryleigh could complete them all. Therefore, he must still provide punishment if she fails. He rolled the paper and placed it in a little box before going downstairs for coffee.

tears fresh, climax earth-shaking squirting grass-flood, milking his bellowed eruption deepest yet. Collapsed entwined, fantasies fully lived, Anita's virgin world shattered gloriously into wedded kink eternity, into wedded kink eternity. Garden dews settled heavier as Liam rolled her onto side, spooning close, cock nestling hot between thighs, but rest was tease. His hand snaked front, fingers circling clit lazily building anew while whispering, "Tell me another fantasy now." Anita shivered, voice breathy recounting rope suspension, candle wax. He grinned dark, carrying her indoors naked trail of fluids.