Panic At The Disco Milk Fic Novels & Stories

You knew I hate lies now, yet you went behind my back to meet that woman. As the night progressed further, the atmosphere in the Disco became more wild and erotic. People were shamelessly making out in the middle, some looked ready to lay on the floor, while others were in full mood to get drunk. And for Serena, she was already drunk but still sane enough to spill what I want her to speak. Time for actions and reaction! "Excuse me. My time is up here". I excused from the bunch of horny teenagers as they were not ready to leave me. But without even taking another glance at them, I made my way out from the circle.

I order, them moan as my walls clench around my fingers. The atmosphere between us is too hot. I need him to cum in a different way… Without warning, I get off the couch, position myself over him and impale myself on his cock. “Arghh” we both cry out at the same time. That's when I feel it…a drop of milk from my rock hard nipples. Fuck…

He bit into it, and when another disastrous moan slipped out of me, he pulled at it, dragging and stimulating my entire soul, setting it on fire. I never dreamed my breasts would get assaulted seconds after walking into Carmen's life. The sounds, the guttural growls he was making as he manhandled me, chef's kiss. I was lost in his world. “I think…I think Michael is great for me, you evil asshole. It's so fucking good I hate you.” I spat, not even sure what I was rambling about, but I spread my legs and made him super comfortable in the middle. My eyes rolled as he pressed himself right at my soaked core with a disastrous groan like we fit perfectly.

I could hear our sex drizzle mixing sloppily together. His cock was fully swollen, filling me more with each thrust. When his breathing picked up, I bit his shoulder. I loved when he laughed about that. It wasn’t a few seconds later before he pulled out his glistening engorged cock and shot jizz all over my pussy while he shouted, "Oh, Mila!" My heart sank in disappointment and I glared at him. All that time, I thought he was here with me, but he was dreaming about my best friend. Whether he was really that drunk to hallucinate wasn't likely, but either way, we hadn’t connected like I’d hoped.

His face smothered by my breasts, milk pours into his mouth as he drinks greedily. Finally, The spell releases. My breasts deflate slowly. milk trickling to a stop. His balls shrink back, last spurts of cum filling me. We collapse, our bodies slick with milk and cum, breathing ragged. Cum drips from my pussy onto his thigh, milk streaks on his skin. I kiss him, Tasting our mess, satisfied with the dominance and the explosive releases.

Story 5: Fuck, I'm on Cloud 9 Lydia’s legs felt weak as she crept downstairs, still flushed and unsatisfied. Her pussy throbbed with every step, Julian’s cum slowly leaking down her inner thigh. She told herself she was just getting water. That was all. But the moment she reached the kitchen, her eyes locked on Mila. Mila stood at the counter in a loose tank top and shorts, slowly licking a spoon of ice cream. The creamy dessert melted on her tongue as she dragged it deliberately across her full lips, eyes lifting to meet Lydia’s with dark amusement.

He looked like he was satisfied by my pain He took more of my breast into his mouth, he feasted on it so violently until a bead of milk appeared, he lapped at it for a moment before looking up at me once again "I hope from hell he sees your slutty self get punished for his mistakes " He pulled at my panties, tearing off the flimsy materials, two of his fingers slid into me without warning..

It was the most delicious kiss he had ever experienced, flavored with milk and Gnelsey's saliva. He couldn't hold back any longer. Her belly and motherly womb beckoned to him, it drove him crazy, and it drove his cock crazy. Anarungu breathed hard, the ache in his balls intensified and in an instant he entered as deep as he could without interrupting the milky kiss. "Ughhhhhhhhhh, Mama..." His cock exploded inside his mother's pussy. He felt the tip of the tip burst, his balls shook with such vigor that he moaned like an animal, still trying to hold back the milk in their kiss.

“Leaking milk and slick all over me. You’re going to make such a good mommy for my pup… and such a perfect fucktoy for me.” He curled his fingers deeper, rubbing that spot over and over while his tongue flattened against my clit and licked in long, firm strokes. The pleasure built fast and brutal, my walls clenching around his fingers, but he kept me right on the edge, never letting me tip over. Then he pulled back completely, fingers sliding out, mouth leaving my clit. I whimpered at the loss, hips chasing him desperately. Dax stood up slowly, eyes burning crimson as he looked down at me naked, trembling and milk leaking from my nipples and slick running down my thighs.

We drink and dance and laugh till the floor starts spinning. Till our sweat soaks through our clothes. Till all we need is a good distraction. And god! My legs are wobbly, I’m burning inside out and I really need to ease out. Riley bumps into me, smearing her boobs against my full ones. Almost all her buttons are undone, stripping her pink bra for the world to see. She doesn't care, not when she intentionally bounces and gives the club a thing to drool over. “I think he likes you!” She yells, tipsy.