Strawberry Milkers Nude Novels & Stories

" Do you know that." "I stood there shocked looking at his face." "Elle girl what are you doing to me huh, since i saw your beautiful body. I can't take my eyes off you." We are too close that i can now feel his breath on my face. "You are a true beauty babe." "Stop it Lucas." I'm a stripper in a club, a lot of people have seen my body before, so what wrong if you saw my body." "That were you go wrong babe, i'm different." I saw everything from head to toe, i saw the rounded big breast my children feed on."

Millie replied with a laugh. "I think that I'll go for a swim first, sort of check things out," Krista said as the three young men led Millie away, James following. The three of them quickly stripped, then dove into the warm water, delighting in the sensations induced by swimming naked. "This place is incredible," Krista declared as they stood in waist-deep water looking at the beach. "Look at that!" she said, quickly and briefly pointing to where a very overweight woman, her skin pink from the sun, was astride one man while another fucked her in the ass and yet a third knelt in front of her so that she could suck his cock. Next to her an overweight man knelt, one black cock pounding his ass

Even though we weren't doing anything, the mere thought of fulfilling his request made my stomach knot with humiliation. I'm a grown woman, and Finneas was a grown man. The thought of giving an adult man my milk was mortifying. What scared me even more was the possibility that he'd keep filming while I did it. I avoided meeting his eyes, compelled to ask him about it. When the restroom finally cleared after someone exited, I spoke up. "Finneas, I've agreed to your request, so you're not going to film me, right?" He shook his head. "Of course not. I just want some warm milk. I just miss the taste. Plus…"

Cue a loud clatter, breaking the hallway's silence. "Seriously?" I mumbled, half expecting someone to pop out of an office, having witnessed my not-so-elegant water-fetching escapade. Good thing there wasn’t any person around. Or so I thought. Bending down to grab the fallen cup, I had no clue that my choice of underwear was now on display beneath the short skirt that I only borrowed. I was oblivious because I was busy trying to get the goddamn disposable cup that had fallen. The realization only hit when all of a sudden, a hand smacked my ass.

Every motion spoke of passion, but still, a careful restraint that reminded me… he was trying to be respectful, even as he couldn’t hold back completely. His hands are above my breast, above the towel. Cupping it fully. I started to put my hands to good use. My hand went down to his bare chest. I squeezed it lightly and I heard a growl of a wild animal coming from his throat. I can't help but smile. I felt the towel that was only covering my body fall. He then ravenously sucked on my left nipple. I was thrilled by the sensation it caused. His tongue is working magic on my breast while his hands are fantastically cupping the other.

“Don’t worry, I’ll make you something less tragic… cream and sugar. Baby coffee.” He set his phone down on the table before walking toward the kitchen. The whistle of the coffee maker filled the room. I rubbed my temples, trying to push away the chaos in my head. Wendy. Sabrina. My father. Everything knotted together like barbed wire. Then faint music drifted up. Scott’s phone screen lit up with moving bodies, and despite myself, I leaned closer. My eyes widened. Male strippers. Performing in a Los Angeles club. “What the…” The phone nearly slipped from my hand as Scott stormed back in and snatched his device away.

If Nico was the one putting all those sexual images in my brain just so that I could get interested, then he was doing a really good job. "Your friend seems ready for me, though," he said to Emma. "What?" I asked, wondering why he had said that. There was a smirk on his face as his eyes fell to my breasts. When I looked, I saw that my nipples were hard and visible through my outfit. "Fuck. Excuse me," I said, plucked my hand from his, and ran off.