Lesbian Milking Novels & Stories

She orgasmed several times while she demonstrated how he should play with her pussy. And of course she milked him dry every morning. Each milking lasted over thirty minutes before he was permitted to explode. He was building tremendous stamina as a lover Gewn thought proudly. He was going to make the future women in his life so very happy, almost as happy as he was making this now merry widow happy. She milked him with her feet, to which she had taken care to apply toenail polish. She used butter as a lubricant which the farm had in ample supply. Melvin found this a little strange but also very exciting.

"Like that, mommy? Like your little girl sucking on your little titties?" I couldn't believe it. I was hard again. Mike and I walked around the bed taking in the lesbian show from all angles. While Molly sucked on her mom's nipple, Jill reached down and pinched Molly's nipple hard. Molly came in a gush. Mike looked at me and smiled, "Must run in the family." I laughed, "Yeah all over the bed, the floor, and my face." Mike laughed at that as we watched the two girls shift into a sixty-nine.

Long bouts of ravenous lesbian lovemaking had always occurred as soon as their daughters were put down for a nap. Beth smiled deviously down at the tiny girl, realizing that with Linda and her as their mothers, neither girl could ever have been straight. They were predestined toward lesbianism. As Beth watched, Brittany switched to her other nipple and continued to suck and lick, as she continued to grope the older woman's large breasts. The blonde mother moaned softly and moved her hands down the tiny girl's body to grope her ass cheeks. Brittany let out an adorable giggle and wiggled her ass in Beth's hands, before opening her eyes and gazing up at the older woman. Beth tightened her grip

Rather than pushing me away, she get even closer to me, to the point her hasten breath and body heat can be felt by me. “...Yes, it did…Your Highness….I served you my milk~…and I just squeezed them fresh on my way here…look…I even forgot wearing my bra back….and Your Highness…when you pulled me closer and now, rested between this saggy breast of mine…I am lactating again…”.(Meret)

Lena soothes as she slides my pants down and then her own, freeing her huge erect cock. My dick leaks and my ass is slick and dripping as Antony cushions my body with his own and continues caressing my breasts, lifting my shit to expose the far more feminine form than I am used to. Colostrum and milk leaks from my nipples when he squeezes them lightly. That’s new, but it feels so good. “Mmm…keep going,” I murmur.

she whispered, "and why did you hit me?" "It's because you are saying trash, why would you go to the claiming, are you a lesbian?" "Lesbian?" She murmured as her eyebrows furrowed. "Listing your name under Lily's name if she is to go for claiming it means you want her to be your mate,"

She bobbed her head, sucking so hard. "Damn," I groaned. "I guess Melody isn't a lesbian. Not if she sucks dick like that. How about you, honey? Are you a dyke, or do you want to suck daddy's dick to prove you're straight?" "But that's incest, Daddy," she gasped, staring up at me. "That's as sinful as being a lesbian." "Now, being a lesbian is far, far worse," I said, acting out the lines I was given. "Now, Kassie, you will suck Daddy's cock with Melody and prove you're straight."

Milk flooded her mouth so fast she had to swallow twice in five seconds. Mrs. Jenkins from next door took the right tit without asking. Two grown women nursing at Nina’s chest like it was the most normal thing in the world. Tiffany, Rita’s old sorority big sister, knelt between the stirrups and spread Nina’s lips with her thumbs. “Jesus Christ, she’s dripping.” She leaned in and licked one long stripe from Nina’s entrance to her clit. Nina’s back arched hard enough the belt creaked. Milk sprayed from both tits, hitting Karen and Jenkins in the face. They just laughed and kept sucking.

But that was the nut of the problem. There was one girl in the school who was an open lesbian. Her name was Lisa and she played on the softball team and was all of the clichés that people associated with lesbianism. She was a bit masculine, she was strong and athletic, she had a deeper voice, a bit chubby, and was a bit aggressive. Furthermore, she tended to alienate girls and discomfit boys. It didn't matter that she was a very nice person when you got to know her (Rachael knew Lisa when they were younger and had been friendly acquaintances if not friends). But that wasn't Rachael. She wasn't just suppressing some sort of inner stereotypical lesbian; she was a lesbian and girly-girly.

The first major session was the Milking Ordeal. Sophia and I were locked into the industrial milking stations on all fours, our massive bellies supported by padded slings. The powerful suction cups clamped onto our tits and began pulsing at maximum strength. We screamed in agonized pleasure as our breasts were drained forcefully, milk shooting through tubes into collection bottles. While the pumps worked our tits, the men took turns mounting us from behind. Marcus fucked my pregnant pussy with brutal force, his heavy balls slapping my swollen clit. “Push that belly down, whore. Let Daddy’s cock kiss the babies while I breed you on top of them.”