Romans & histoires Lactation Kink Books

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.

Day three: the documentation kink emerged. He had her sit naked at his desk, legs spread, a camera focused on her pussy. “Masturbate,” he said. “But stop when I say. And describe every feeling out loud.” She did—fingers sliding inside, voice shaking as she narrated: “It’s… wet. Hot. I’m clenching around my fingers. My clit is swollen—aching—every circle makes me tighter—” He took notes, asked questions: “On a scale of 1–10, how close?”

I played with the other one, not wanting it to feel neglected. I sucked her nipples like a babe in need of milk, and my rock hard dick twitched at the thought. Fucking kink, coming up at this moment. My teeth nipped at her nipple, which was turning red from the attention I was giving it. I tugged one gently with my teeth before moving to the other. I felt her squirm beneath me, but I didn’t let it stop my ministrations. Just when I thought she wouldn’t wake, she groaned and slowly opened her eyes.

We struggled until he pinned both my arms above my head, then moved to sucking on my large tits. “Oh fuck… these perfect breasts…” he murmured, sucking, licking, teasing my nipples until I began to writhe in pleasure. His fingers found my core and he cursed. “Fuck, Lina. You’re so damn wet.” “This isn’t right…” I groaned. He punished me by thrusting two fingers into my pussy without warning. I shrieked at the foreign sensation, eyes rolling back in pleasure. “Oh yeah, Lina? Having you this way ain’t right?”

I begged, even as my nipples tightened under the thin fabric. Lucian ripped my nightgown open in one pull, exposing my full breasts and smooth pussy. His large hand grabbed one breast roughly, squeezing it as his mouth attacked the other. He sucked hard on my nipple, teeth grazing the sensitive bud. I cried out, a mix of fear and sharp pleasure shooting straight to my core. His hand slid between my legs and found me already wet. He groaned against my breast. “Your body knows its Alpha. This tight little cunt is dripping for my knot.”

I gasped. “Not yet.” He pulled the vibrator away. The sudden loss made me sob in frustration. He kept thrusting, deep and steady, watching my face the entire time. “You come when I say. Understand?” I nodded frantically, tears of overwhelm pricking my eyes. He reached into the drawer again and pulled out a pair of nipple clamps connected by a thin chain. My stomach dropped. “Mr. Grant—” He ignored the protest. He pinched one nipple hard, then clamped it. The sharp bite of pain made me yelp. He did the same to the other. The chain rested on my chest, and every time he thrust, it tugged lightly.

I still needed to release badly, so I did the only thing I knew would work. The one thing Martins guessed I'd do, and he was right. I reached for my phone on the bedside table, opened my gallery app and clicked on the video of Martins working out with his sweatpants barely on his waist. Then my fingers moved slowly to my breasts, and I squeezed softly, my gaze glued to my phone. I imagined it was my brother's hands on it, and a moan escaped my lips. Then I lowered my hand to my soaked pussy and caressed myself I decided to jerk off from just my clit. I was far too ruined to think of fucking myself tonight again.

His eyes darted over my face and lingered on my lips. “It’ll be so easy to push my cock into your pussy,” he growled as he slowly rolled his hips. “I’ll fill you up with my cum and watch my baby grow inside you.” He shuddered. “Please don’t tell me you have a breeding kink,” I whispered. “A what kink?” Ryder frowned. “A breeding kink. I read a book where the male lead was obsessed with getting the female lead pregnant. He switched out her birth-control pills with vitamin pills.”

Kade gives open mouth kisses down her chest and removes her bra and quickly wraps his mouth around one nipple, swirling his tongue around the tip. Lana arches her back, pressing her breasts further into him as she releases a breathy moan. He nips at the nipple making her startle slightly as he moves to the other breast. He moves one hand down her body and in between her legs, pushing her panties off to the side and glances up at her.