Suck My Milk Novels & Stories

She moaned a little and I grinned, "I wanna suck'm...lean down...closer." She got a sexy smile, and leaned forward to where I could get my lips on a nipple. I knew she loved having them sucked when she was riding...but then...out of nowhere, she smiled, "Ahhhh...wish I were lactating." I shook my head, "What?" "I'd love to give you milk...breast milk would keep you going for hours...and you could fuck me all night!" That thought excited me beyond description, and I started humping up to meet her. Not wanting to let go, I was still sucking her nipples the best I could.

Milk wouldn’t come out but he sucked like he was trying to draw it anyway, hollowing his cheeks, making wet, obscene sounds that filled the kitchen. “You’ve got such perfect fuckable tits,” he growled against my skin, pressing my breasts together and sucking both nipples at once, alternating between them like he couldn’t get enough. His free hand slid under my dress and cupped my bare, soaked pussy, two fingers pushing inside me again while he continued nursing on my tits.

“Im gonna milk them dry while your mom sleeps two inches away still full of my cum from when I fucked her raw earlier.” He kneaded both tits at the same time, rough and steady, thumbs pressing up into the soft undersides, forcing more of my tit-meat into his greedy mouth. The suction turned brutal, pulling and tugging nonstop until my pussy clenched so tight fresh hot cream gushed out of me and ran down my ass crack onto the sheets. I felt it starting deep inside, that weird warm pressure swelling up fast. My eyes widened in pure shock as he sucked even harder, fingers digging bruises into my skin while he milked me.

Cold white liquid splashed across her dark nipples, running down her stomach, pooling in her navel. I bent and sucked it off her boobs while I fucked her, licking her clean, biting her nipples until she screamed again. Milk and her sweat mixed on my tongue was filthy, sweet and perfect. “I’m going to do so many things to you this weekend,” I murmured as my mouth latched onto one nipple and began sucking greedily. “More,” she gasped, grabbing the milk carton and emptying it on her chest. “Don’t stop. Fuck my tits like this.”

He sucked with force as if he will drink all her milk today. Whereas, Neha, can feel her down throbbing as she kept releasing her heavy loads of cum coating all over his cock making it sleek and he kept fucking her pussy with the same passion. Vikas was having a great time sucking on her boob drinking those healthy milk from her. It is also good to have milk from women as this decreases the chance of breast cancer. He sucked hard filling his mouth with more quantity of healthy and natural milk. He would bite, suck and nip on her nipple saying in mind it is all his. He need hard fuck at a continuous rate so he could fill her with his seeds so he would do it later. He licked her like a dog who

at Hawk who just looked as surprised as me as to what was going on. “How could you?” She continued, looking like she might cry as she stared at him. “Mum, what…” “Just be quiet!” She interjected, looking like she could skin him alive if he even tried getting another word in. Satisfied with having silenced him, she turned to me instead. But her eyes weren’t the glaring ones from when she was dealing with Hawk. Now, they were comparably softer. She skidded over to where I was sitting on the bed, and next thing I knew, I was squished in her arms. “Oh, Milkshake, you don’t have to worry anymore.” Say what now? “I totally understand what you’re going through,” she added. If it was even po

She said solemnly, "I said you're in poor health. Yogurt isn't nutritious. You must finish the milk today! "I deliberately got this fresh milk from the dairy farm for you. Drink it, or you don't get to take the exam today!" Melody said sarcastically, "Hurry up and drink it. Don't let Mom's effort go to waste." A spurt of anger flashed through me. "I said I'm not drinking it. Don't you get it? What is in the milk? Why must you make me drink it?" Mom was taken aback, a hint of sorrow flitting across her eyes. Then, she set the milk down. "Forget it then. I'm worrying too much for nothing."

It went into Suzanne’s consciousness and saw flashes of Suzanne’s memories. There was Tom, his mouth grazing the base of Suzanne’s neck as his hand squeezed her breasts provocatively through her satin robe. Suzanne had moaned as Tom pulled back the edge of the robe to expose one side of her breast. Suzanne had gyrated her thigh against Tom, wishing for him to take her there and then. Such pleasure. Such ecstasy.

The kitchen is even darker, lit only by the soft glow of the microwave clock. I open the fridge and grab a bottle of water, the cold air feeling good against my overheated skin. The first sip is amazing, and I drink half the bottle before coming up for air. That's when a hand touches my back. I startle hard, my elbow jerking up in an automatic defensive reaction. But it gets caught midair in a strong grip before it can connect with anything. A rough whisper breathes against my ear, so close I can feel warm breath on my skin.

Knowing Alex, he'd only use them against me, twist them into some kind of sick game. I let out a frustrated sigh, yanking open the door. But in my haste, my foot caught on the threshold, and suddenly I was falling, pitching forward into empty air. My heart lodged in my throat as I braced for impact, my arms flying out to catch myself. I could feel my tits bouncing freely beneath the thin lace, and a horrified realization crashed over me. The bastard had taken off my bra, too.