Lactation Kink Books Novels & Stories

Nothing. The sharp sting of the whip against my breasts has me screaming, but they are muffled by the gag that was placed in my mouth. His hands rub across my skin, stopping at my breasts. The tight squeeze on my nipples alerts me that he has got the nipple clamps, waiting for the vibrations. My body tries to arch as the shocks run through my breasts. My muffled moans get louder. I still feel anxious, but at the same time, I love it. My legs are bent backwards, hands tied to my ankles, in a way that keeps my body arched, my body resting on the metal bars, yet totally open to being touched. His hand slides between my legs, his fingers moving and teasing my sex, feeling my juices run free.

I flipped the pages open, and began to browse. I knew it was wrong, but I couldn't help but imagine Daniel on the page with all these women. I'd seen him shirtless countless number of times, and my imagination was more than enough to make up for his absence. Would he have a big cock or not? Would he know how to really please a woman? Would he know how to please me? My big breasts were barely contained by the tiny tank top I was wearing, so I slipped the neckline down a bit. My breast popped out of the top. My nipples were hard already, waiting for me to touch them.

Releasing the taut nipple with a pop, he focused his attention to the other, suckling on it like a child a he kneaded the previous one. All I could do was mewl and whimper, feeling my essence run down my thighs and my insides burn. My face grew red in mortification but Kieran didn't seem to care as he continued to manhandle my breasts, giving it his undivided attention. I began to grind my hips into the air, doing my best to push my body to his, needing him to get me out of my misery.

She swept her cups aside to give his mouth access to her swollen nipples. Suddenly he felt an urgency to show Lisa that he could fuck just as well as she could. If she wanted to put on a show, then so could he. Lifting up Kathy’s skirt he found her panties matching the lacy bra and she gasped when he pushed them aside and sunk two fingers into her.

Kathrine bit her lower lip. Stacy's jaw dropped, then she burst into laughter, poking Katherine's side. "Oh, Kat! Your dominant hunk wants to turn you into his personal milk machine? That's hot as hell, kinky, but possible with hormones, you know you need to see your gynac for that or if you're pregnant. Bet he'd love sucking you off while you lactate." She teased relentlessly, mimicking a suckling motion. "Imagine him pinning you down, latching on while he fucks your wet pussy. You'd be dripping for him."

The way their soft bodies collided as they hugged, their sloppy clits glided over each other as they kissed them together made my nipples ache so badly. I spread my legs on the bed, laptop in between my legs, as I leaned backward one hand holding my weight. I shifted my already soaked panties to the side as I wet my fingers with my drooling pussy juice . Smack smack smack. The sloppy sound of clits gliding smoothly echoed over my headset. I shut my eyes tightly. Rubbing and plucking my erect engorged clit as I watched. I spread my legs wider, my rubbing pace increasing with increased tension and stomach tightening feeling.

Kinks: Blackmail fantasy, public risk, oral worship, glasses kink. In the hushed, dimly lit expanse of the grand library, the scent of aged parchment and dusty tomes filled the air. The soft hum of the fluorescent lights overhead cast a cool glow on the polished wooden floors. Among the towering shelves, Laila, the librarian, was engrossed in a book, her eyes hidden behind her thick-rimmed glasses. Her fingers traced the pages, her cheeks flushed with a secret pleasure as she lost herself in the smutty tale.

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.”

Hopefully it wouldn't be too late. Linc kisses a hot trail down my neck. I tip my head back, offering myself to him. Wanting more even as he gives me so much pleasure with his firm gentle lips on my skin. I close my eyes, immersing myself in the luxury of the moment, my fingers find their way into his thick hair, I tug tightly when I feel his teeth graze the top of my breasts, Linc's huge palm go behind me and the lacy bra falls apart, baring my hardened nipples.

"How did you become my kink?" I heard my zipper, then my gown slowly falling off my chest, freeing my already hardened nipples to the cold air of his room. He raised a brow at the sight, then slowly ran his thumb against my sensitive button, quirking at my resistance to voice out my pleasure. It seemed he decided to pause, torturing me further, for his big hands began to massage my breast, trailing down to my stomach and finally kneading my ass. “I couldn't get my mind off you, Lily; there was not a second you weren't through them,” he trailed the kisses down my naked back and shivered, “in summary, forgive me if I don't take it easy on you…”