Lactation Kink Books Novels & Stories

She said, her tongue lapping out to lick the tip. I clenched my jaw tightly and grabbed a fistful of hair. 'I want to fuck you, Lena. Stroke this cock all the way in your pussy. Her clit was circled by my fingers, and my thumb. She moaned in the kiss, and her free hand caught my nipple, as she twisted and pulled gently.

C/W: Lactation kink ahead His rough tongue laps over my clothed folds and a million sensation runs through my body as my eyes roll back in my head. He pulls back with a groan at the back of his throat and dives back in with a ferociousness I missed. “Mommy…you've gotten sweeter” he moans and bring his hands up to pull down my panties. His breath seems to cease when he unveils my pussy lips. My entrance is slick and plump with arousal, he licks his lips.

The specialist smiled. “Excellent let-down reflex. You respond beautifully to mechanical stimulation. The clients will love you.” She increased the suction. My milk flowed faster, white and creamy, filling the bottles quickly. While the machine worked my tits, she slid two fingers between my legs and found me soaking wet. “Perfect. High sexual correlation with lactation. Many clients enjoy combining milking with penetration. You will be very popular here.” After the evaluation, I signed the contract. Five thousand dollars per eight-hour shift, plus performance bonuses for volume produced and client satisfaction ratings. I would work three days a week. All clients were vetted, tested, and req

“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.

CONTENT WARNING: Extreme breast torture, rubber-band bondage, whipping, nipple clamps, forced orgasm, tit-fucking, humiliation, pain play CHAPTER THREE At the same time Lila was reading over her list of tasks, the extremely buxom blonde Brooke was sitting in front of her computer reading over her own list; most of which were as distasteful to her as her counterpart’s had been. After reading over her list, Brooke tried to call Lila but only got her answering machine. She’d been wondering what Lila’s list was like… she wanted to get an idea of how many of these tasks she’d have to do in order to beat her friend. It wasn’t an easy list for her to swallow.

Someone to take over during a scene, to guide her and push her limits to try new things. Skye had to tamp down her horny thoughts, knowing she would meet her new boss soon. But her memories of her old boss, who also had a fascination with Skye's big tits, plagued her mind. She often thought she would be likely to produce milk if her boss suckled on her nipples more often. Her tits were always so tingly, heavy and full afterwards, sometimes after being sucked on for well over an hour, nipples left red and sore, soothed by special creams after. She never discussed it with her boss but she got off on the thought of producing breast milk for her to drink. Just another of her many unconfessed kin

He kisses his way to my breast, finds my nipple, and sucks until my hips lift from the bed. "God," I moan. He laughs and slides my other breast free. I couldn't feed Carson before we left because of the dress and corset. I pumped milk the last two days so we could have a wedding night. This time I was smart enough to pack the milker. I still feel uncomfortable while it's doing its thing. "You taste divine," Rack whispers. "You're a kinky bastard," I tell him with another long sigh. "The kinkiest. I need to keep you pregnant so I can enjoy this for years. Twelve babies, remember?"

'Very, very beautiful. He bent to suck hard at one nipple, his fingers busy with the other, a double feast of pleasure augmented by the tingling rush of blood hardening her clitoris. Concentrating on each breast in turn, he sucked and nibbled, using his tongue, and her nipples seemed to grow larger, as if trying to fill his whole mouth. Karen’s hand slid down, pushing aside her panties, unable to resist dipping into her slippery cleft, wetting a finger and fondling her nub that strained out of its tiny cowl.

me... but I focused on licking and sucking both her nipples, which were standing erect from her arousal... I kept caressing, sucking, and licking Loren's breasts... I could hear Loren letting out soft gasps and moans, but I ignored them; instead, I redoubled my efforts, sucking and licking those two pink nipples even more intensely... Loren finally let out the moans she had been holding back... "OOOOoooooohhhhh Chrisssssss!"... "Chrissssssssss oooooohhhhhhh it feeeels so goooood"... "Keep going... keep going!"... "Oh my god, Chris!"... That was when I started kissing my way down the center of her chest and toward her lower belly... "Use your tongue! Use your tongue, Chris!"... "Just like th

Palming my breasts and lightly blowing cool air on them, I’m unconsciously arching my back to create more friction. Swirling his tongue around a nipple and pinching the other, I moan louder than I meant to. I wasn’t ready for the overwhelming sensations of pleasure he was giving me. “Laynie, that’s not quiet. Are you trying to be bad?” Who knew I had a good girl, bad girl kink. Because damn, he has me hot, bothered, wet, and ready for anything he wants.