Suck My Milk Novels & Stories

Finally, the message arrived. “Dear valued customer, hello. Your Succubus is not malfunctioning, nor is he ill. He is simply extremely hungry and needs you. Not food, but you. This includes, but is not limited to, kissing, hugging, and any form of… intimate energy exchange. Wishing you a pleasant experience!” I froze, my fingers shaking. I read the message again. And again. The words, simple and clear, had a weight I couldn't ignore. Hungry. He needed me. Me. Not food in the usual way, but something more than basic, more intimate, more wonderfully scary??

"Then I think Maeve, your daddy should give your wet pussy a good licking." Brian took the flat of his tongue and ran it over my bare pussy; it tickled as I drew away from his tongue. Brian laughed and pulled me closer to him again before he repeated the action this time his tongue parting me as I felt it brush past my clit, Brian could taste the strawberry sweet I had used earlier and this made him groan and release hot breath on my bare skin making me moan as I caressed my right breast, squeezing it gently as Brian tongue found my clit.

Her expression when she turned back was the controlled, composed one. But Sofia had seen the half second before the control arrived. She filed that too. "Breakfast," Mia announced. "We are getting breakfast. This is non-negotiable." "I have first period," Ava said. "First period will survive without you. You just won a cheer captain election by three points on a Thursday night speech and a Sunday night post and three weeks of actually being a person. You're getting breakfast." Ava looked at her. "Okay," she said.

I couldn’t stand to see her suffering. I lowered my head and sucked her nipple, and swallowed the juicy milk.

Every once in a while, they take turns using my mouth before moving to my breasts and pussy. Surprisingly, Jory is the one that has a fetish for sucking the milk from my breasts. I would have thought the whole amniotic fluid would have ruined this for him, but he drinks from me whenever he can. All the guys have done so but not as often as Jory. I feel like I'm in one of those HuCow pornos when Jory drinks from me like this, but I'm not going to lie; it makes me tingle when he does it, unlike when the babies drink from me. None of them penetrate me; as Merrick had said, they are having their dessert first, "Oh... I'm going to come...please!"

“Leaking for me again like a good little cow. I love how you milk when I squeeze them.” He pinched one nipple hard, twisting it until a strong spurt shot out, spraying across the desk in white droplets. The sharp sting made me cry out into my hand, but my pussy clenched so tight around his cock he groaned loud and slammed in deeper. Then he leaned down and sucked my nipple into his mouth hard, tongue swirling around it while he pulled with strong steady sucks. Milk flooded his mouth. I could hear him swallowing it down greedy and messy. Some of it dribbled out the corners of his lips and ran down his chin, mixing with our sweat.

He licks his lips and sees the creamy milk. He licks and licks at the cream that continues to burst from my nipples. He licks faster and faster and just as his hard cock slips inside of me, he attaches his mouth to both of them, making me beg for him. “Just like that. Daddy, I need it just like that!” I scream out as he slams his cock all the way inside of me leaving it there and just suckles away to get that creamy milk that he desires.

“You say that every time, Taimana, but your tits are dripping for your stepson and your pussy is already soaking the sheets. Stop lying to yourself.” He straddled my chest and pulled his thick, veined cock free. He slapped it against my leaking left breast, smearing milk and pre-cum together. Then he leaned down and took my right nipple into his mouth without warning. The first hard suck made me arch off the bed with a broken cry. Milk gushed into his throat. He drank noisily, swallowing again and again while his cock rested heavy between my tits, sliding through the slick valley of milk and oil. Every pull sent sharp pleasure straight to my clit. I grabbed his hair, feeding him like the dep

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…"

I was torn between needing his cock back inside me and craving his mouth on my nipples. He sucked from the other one, making the milk flow more. When he let go, it streamed down my chest in rivulets. He swooped down my cock, sucking hard, his cheeks hollowing. Next, he sucked my left nipple again. He literally feasted on me, alternating between sucking my pecs and my cock.