Lesbian Milking Novels & Stories

His penis was fully erect, but it was easily buried. They moved their heavy-looking breasts up and down to stroke the sensitive rod with their extremely soft tits. “I must apologize, Your highness … I am already leaking milk…” Milia blushed a little and white milk left the tips of her springy maid boobs to wet all four breasts. Camelia, seeing this exclaimed in admiration. "So this is the Milk. It's the first time I saw a woman, not pregnant lactate." The rod contained between them was overwhelmed. The pleasure of their double titjob stimulated his lust to the point he thought his lower body would melt away.

"She might enjoy that, though I warn you. Even though we've gotten her to loosen up a little and accept sexual favors from females, she's shown no inclination to lick cunt in return, Mistress." "Well, I always have you for that, don't I?" "Yes, Mistress, you do. Lisa, Rhonda and I. Rhonda is a lesbian and the best cunt licker here. She has to get ready for work at 10:30, but until then, she's yours." "That's another story I need to hear. How you acquired a lesbian slave." "We definitely have a lot to discuss, Mistress, and the whole evening to discuss it. I can even tell you while Rhonda licks your cunt, if you can pay sufficient attention, or while you're licking Shasta if you're inclined t

She kept this fact to herself and remained stoic and complaisant whenever the guards came to abuse her as she waited for the right time to strike back. Along with her pregnancy came a flurry of out of control hormones. This was clearly something that Peanut hadn’t expected or anticipated when he entered the room for her middle of the night milking. It wasn’t unusual for Les to hold her still while Peanut suckled a bit of milk from her breast before he attached the breast pump to it. Peanut enjoyed the taste and forcing her into submission while watching him rob her breast of the nectar turned Les on to the point that he needed no preparation to enter her. In return, watching Les take he

one girl said and I gave her a weak smile. “Yeah, we don't. We're convicted as well and we’re treated less than other wolves. What would we gain from hating you?” another said. “I've always admired you. You always stand up for yourself,” an ivory-skinned girl said shyly. “That's something I've never been able to do.” I was positively surprised. A wide smile crept over my face as I thanked them all. “Why did you end up in a brothel then?” Mila asked.

I twirled my tongue around her savory flesh, bringing Sammy to the point she embraced her tantric titillation. "You should have longer hair," she purred as she ran one hand through my locks. "I don't normally go for butch girls." You guys go be indignant if you wish. These were some sweet teats I was indulging in and I had zero regrets about 'girling-up' for a lesbian. Sammy finally climbed to the mountaintop of her orgasmic quest and howled out her victory.

They kissed messily, tongues fucking each other’s mouths while their hips moved in perfect rhythm. Lydia reached between them and slipped two fingers into Mila’s tight, dripping hole while continuing to grind their clits together. “Fuuuuck— Lydia— finger my cunt harder— oh shit— you’re stretching me so good— ahhh—!” Mila cried, head falling back. “You’re so fucking wet,” Lydia whimpered, pumping her fingers faster. “Such a nasty, horny lesbian whore for me.” Mila slid her hand down and thrust three fingers deep into Lydia’s pussy in return. “Take my fingers, you dirty slut— mmmph— your cunt is swallowing them— fuuuuck— grind on me while I fuck you—!”

The woman began moaning with pleasure, making Martha try to imagine the sort of erotic pleasure that she was feeling as she had her dark lips sucked by the white lips. As he was sucking on one of the nipples, Ron took one of his hands to the other nipple and started pinching it pleasurably, making Martha remember the sweet lovemaking that Dave had given her that morning. The woman had her eyes closed as she moaned softly, her hands ruffling Ron’s hair, and as Ron was busy playing around with the nipple with his fingers, Martha noticed a drop of milk dripping from the woman’s breast and realized that she had to be lactating.

"Being insane is a much better fate for her. Others have it worse because they're still sane. Mandoria is hell on earth. It's a city where every possible evil of humanity is laid bare for all to see. "Women brought into Mandoria typically face three outcomes. Those deemed attractive are often sent to work as slaves for the wealthy. Those with average looks might end up working in brothels or for online scammers. As for the unfortunate ones with less conventional beauty, they face the worst fate—either being sent to the human milk farm or the Colosseum. "Neither would end well for them. "The women sent to the human milk farm would spend the rest of her days producing milk like actual cattle i

What was I going to do with a slave and how would it ever work in my current relationship? "I don't know how that would work, Rhonda. If you are submissive, why not submit to a lesbian Mistress? Mistress Dark is a lesbian, why not choose her?" "She uses her slaves to train other submissives and dominants, Domina. I'd end up having sex with men anyway, and it wouldn't be only one which you and Lisa clearly love and you're so devoted to." "What about my Mistress, Rhonda?" Lucia asked. "Brianna would welcome another lesbian slave of your caliber. You would never have to have sex with men, even to get pregnant. She doesn't require it, it's simply the way we've chosen to do so."

An odd collection of girls lined up the wall like a bunch of rejected mannequins in the warehouse. At the end of the training session, Margaret bopped over a big smile. Margaret is the main organizer at our club. She is in her late forties and a truly nice person -always smiling, even when people act like jerks. I don't get it. My theory is that Margaret is, in fact, an alien life form. Margaret counted the group of strays, checking names on her clipboard. "Yes! We've got almost enough for another team!" she gushed.