Strawberry Milkers Nude Novels & Stories

Their pussies became wetter, their skin gleamed under the fluorescent lights. Erika realized that her second breast was still almost completely filled with milk. She had a naughty idea. As Madri rubbed her own breast and arched her back Erika reached up to her tit. Erika licked her lips seductively and then began to squeeze her nipple. She watched as the white milk squirted from her breast. It splashed against Madri's stomach. Madri's eyes shot opened, she looked at the white milk against her brown skin and smiled. She bit her lip and beckoned towards Erika. Eriks squeezed her breast again, spray milk over her own legs.

Watching her with hooded eyes, Annie realized she must be drunk. Michele seemed to be looking directly into Annie's eyes as she began to push down at her waistband. She stepped out of the tangle of track pants at her feet, grabbed the hem of her tank top and struggled to pull it and her sports bra over her head. Freeing herself, she dropped the tops and stood for a moment above Annie, totally naked in the dark, swaying slightly. Annie had held very still, unsure of what to do. She had wanted to reach out, to touch her, but Michele had stepped away before she could overcome her own reluctance. She watched as the stronger girl sat down heavily on her bed, admired he long calves. Michele was as

Daniel could not help but chuckle at her, she looked so damn pretty crying like that - naked, getting fucked thoroughly. Mili rode another orgasm as he let go of his hold on her after finishing inside her this time. As heavenly feelings washed over their body, Daniel patted her head lightly and said, "These are tinted, stupida." Mili pulled the straps of her bra not understanding how she could see the outside if the glasses were actually tinted.

Taking some crackers and a delicious sauce I discovered amongst the spread, I lounged back while watching some interesting movies. I quickly grew bored until I stumbled into an erotic scene in one of the movies. Not quite experienced, I watched captivated by every movement. My tryst with Noah was amazing, but seeing as I was lacking in that department I had nothing to compare it to. The guy on the screen left the woman's embrace and stood up shedding his clothes, the lady was naked, her nipples standing proudly on her chest from arousal, a sheet covering her lower half. My eyes cut back to the man who was stroking his member, red angry veins protruding by the sides, a clear milky substance o

Music played softly in the background, laughter echoed among the rows of vines, and glasses clinked in toasts to the past, present, and future. Lily sat quietly on the porch, watching the festivities unfold. Emilia joined her, carrying two glasses of wine. “To the next chapter,” Emilia said, raising her glass. “To the next chapter,” Lily echoed, their glasses meeting with a soft chime. As they sipped their wine, the stars above seemed to shimmer brighter, casting their light over the vineyard that had withstood the tests of time. The vines swayed gently in the breeze, as if whispering their approval, carrying the stories of love, resilience, and unity to the heavens.

Wrapping my bare legs around his waist and pulling him closer towards me. Cain didn't show kindness to my blouse either. He pulled away from our kiss then tore it into half, leaving me with my pink bra. When he took off his shirt, I couldn't stop my eyes from tracing every muscle and every single ab of his. His defined collar bones and his firm chest glistened slightly under the light of the sun. His silky black hair fell messily on his forehead. And his eyes held a deep desirez just for me. The thought enticed me.

Cassandra Everything is white. Everything is too white. The ceiling spins above me, like a raging sea. The neon lights assault my eyes. My whole body pulses to the rhythm of a pain that finally, I no longer need to feign. The stretcher glides, sounds crack: metal, wheels, screams, slamming doors. A doctor speaks too fast. A nurse barely responds. They whisper the word emergency. I let them bustle. I, I still play. I know when to be silent, when to tremble, when to let the tears flow on their own.

Client C was older, silver-haired, with a cruelly handsome smile and expensive watch glinting on his wrist. All three were already half-hard in their tailored pants as they stared at me strapped down and leaking. “Fuck, look at this milk cow,” Client A growled, stepping forward first. “Tits already gushing like a broken faucet.” He reached out and squeezed both of my breasts hard around the pumping cups. Milk sprayed violently inside the tubes. I cried out in pleasure, arching my back like a whore in heat. Client B laughed and unzipped his pants, pulling out a long, thick cock. “Let’s see how loud she can get.”

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.