Smosh Milk Fanfic Novels & Stories

I just said and arranged the food pretending while I simply glanced at her as she picked up the cellphone. "It's Smael. Why is he calling me now?" She spoke and looked at me. "A-a... This is your food I just brought so that Mother Emma can rest." "Is that so, okay thanks." smile its answer. "Drink the milk first while it's still hot, it's good for our stomachs." I smiled and waited for her to drink the milk. I secretly smile. "I don't seem to like the smell of milk, maybe I'm just coffee."

For a moment, she could remember nothing else and wanted to be with him like before. Manik bent down and started kissing her breasts. Then he was sucking her nipples one by one. When he was sucking them, they were lactating. He started sucking the milk out of her breasts. He was drinking her milk as if it was the most delicious nectar for him. She closed her eyes and held his head with her hands pushing him more towards her. “Oh! Yeah! Keep sucking my milk! Don’t stop.” Nandini was moaning badly and he was dying to hear her moans.

“Can I refuse? Rachel quickly forgot what she was thinking as she gave him a pitiful look and asked. She was not a fan of milk, and so she don’t take it normally. “I’m not falling for it “. He told her which made her frown her face. Just then, the maid came back with the milk in her hand and handed it to Harris, who collected it with a nod. “Stop being a baby”. He reprimanded her softly as they both headed upstairs. When they got to the bedroom, he handed her the milk. Rachel knew her cute face won’t save her this time, so she just accepted her faith and collected the glass cup. Before Harris could even say anything, she gulped it down at a go with her eyes close, which made him speechless.

Milk sprayed in fine mists now, landing on faces and habits all around, making everything sticky. I fingered Mother Superior faster, matching the rhythm of Agnes's tongue. She came before I did, her body shaking hard against mine, her pussy squeezing my fingers as juices poured out over my hand. She let out a cry that mixed prayer words with deep moans, her mouth still full of my milk.

I turned on the tv and put on some music videos to pass time. After a while, both came out of the kitchen. They both were having aprons on, they look so domestic, and again I felt a warm feeling in my heart. I don't know what this feeling is but it felt nice. They took off their aprons, dried their hands, and walked toward me with a glass of milk. Kai extended it to me, I frowned at him like seriously. He smiled and waved it in front of my face and said, "It will help you to get good sleep" I scrunched my nose and said, "No I don't want it. I hate milk". Both chuckled at me, I crossed my hands across my chest and pout away from them. They both sat on either side of me. Ian kissed my cheek an

She gently places the drink on the grey coffee, offering a shy smile for Steaven. "Yes, I do. Thank you so much. and wow boy's you also like mango milk it's my favorite drink" He takes only one large gulp to empty the glass, oblivious to the omega who's staring breathlessly. Both Alec and Ethan have already sipped their mango milk with a small straw Amelia gave them. "Yes, it's also our favorite drink Steavy! We are matching match mama" Ethan said while looking at the alpha Omega pair and they both smile at their excitement at matching with Steaven.

His teeth grazed the sensitive peak, making me cry out, then he sucked so strongly my toes curled. Milk poured into his mouth in heavy spurts and he groaned again, louder, eyes rolling back slightly like my taste was driving him crazy. “Fuck… so sweet,” he mumbled around my tit, voice muffled and filthy. “Your milk tastes like sin. Keep leaking for me, baby. Give Daddy every drop while you soak my pants with that dripping cunt.” I was moaning like crazy now, hips grinding faster on his cock, hands buried in his hair, holding him against my breasts.

With hands as fast as darts, I swap for the other two teats. He notices my change, and makes to switch himself. But as he does, his finger slips down the pink flesh, wrapping too tightly. Bessie’s deep moo booms inside her trough as she sways, knocking against Damien, causing his other hand to rotate, angling in all the wrong directions before— Milk shoots directly into his face. I gasp. My hands fly to my lips, but I stop before they make contact, careful not to touch myself. Silence encroaches the space between us, and we stare into each other's eyes as the milk dribbles, forming river-like patterns all the way down his porcelain features, exiting off his chin.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! A tear rolled down Molly's cheek and it was genuine. Her ass was radiating so much heat she thought her father could roast marshmallows on it. Her pussy though, oh God, that was warm and dripping, as well. Even with her breasts pressed tight against the wooden desk, Molly could feel her nipples harden like little gemstones.

The men went feral. Victor latched onto my tit, sucking hard while pounding me. Thick streams of induced milk sprayed into his mouth. “Sweet family milk,” he groaned, biting down on my nipple until I bled a little. The pain mixed with pleasure pushed me into another shattering orgasm. Cousin Kyle forced Sophia to nurse him while he fisted her cum-filled cunt. Milk ran down his chin as he punched deep, stretching her womb entrance. The group escalated to extreme insertions and pain.