The Milk Fic Novels & Stories

"If you like milk, it can also be a solution for morning sickness. There are some pregnancy milk products that have the effect of reducing morning sickness." Rakia nodded and was about to go to the supermarket to buy the pregnancy milk. Fortunately, she didn't have any strange cravings. Maybe it was because the baby understood that the mother was trying to make it alone. Rakia sighed as she got into her car and thought about it. Sooner or later, the others would find out, and so would Dashtan.

She grabbed her breasts and pressed them together, directing the dripping nipples toward him, and the milk splashed onto his face and lips. “Fuck… Zevara,” he snarled, quickly licking the milk from his lips. He gulped it down, and his eyes widened at the taste. “You are so delicious, my Lady.” Magnus did not waste any time. He crouched lower, parted his lips, and closed them around her nipples—both of them together. He began sucking slowly so it wouldn’t hurt her, drinking her milk. It wasn’t bland nor sweet. It was warm too. But to him, it was the most delicious juice he had ever tasted. It was even sweeter than her cum.

He ordered coming to stand in front of her and pointing at the food, "Okay,if you say so" Mae said as she bent her head and licked his dick, "No Mae,food!" "I know,this is food!" Mae replied as she brought the cup of milk and poured it on his dick, luckily the milk was a bit thick but some dripped to the floor as she used her mouth to lick the rest off him, "Fuck!" Mathew groaned as he watched her tongue lap at every drop of milk flowing on his dick, "Your tongue is sinful"

I grabbed the milk carton and poured it straight over her crack in a cold, white river running down her slit, soaking her hairy folds and making her shiver as she moaned low. “Shit, Nina, lick it off me now.” I knelt behind her, pressing my tongue flat and wide, lapping up the creamy milk mixed with her sweet, tangy pussy juices in one sloppy stroke. Her arousal flooded my mouth, blending perfectly with the dairy in a sticky, delicious mess. “Deeper—eat my fucking cunt,” she demanded, grinding back. I sucked her swollen clit hard between my lips, flicking it with my tongue while milk dripped off my chin and trickled onto the floor.

I think he noticed it too, his soft gestures quickly returns to blank. "No, Uncle Nick. The milk tastes gross." She scrunches up her cute buttony nose. "Breece, the milk makes you strong and helps you grow bigger. Come, drink it first and then play." He tries to persue his niece. "But I hate milk." She stomps her foot on the floor. The stubbornness and anger run in the Blackwood genes. "Hey, Principess, look at me," I cup her face and make her look at me," Your Uncle is right. The milk is good for our body. Do you want to become strong like your uncle or big like your Mommy?" I ask her in a childish voice.

He kept looking at Felicia, who was beside Larissa. The man, nicknamed Blondie, slammed the table, "Hey, you! I admit that you're good at racing. But can you win a drinking contest against me? Don't just sip on milk like a loser!" Felicia butted in, "Larry has a bad stomach. What's wrong with drinking milk? I enjoy milk as well!" Blondie's face was red. "Felicia, I … I didn't mean it that way," he stammered.

The little girl's whimper sounded louder as her mother seemed to not care about her because Eden's attention was instead focused on the very tempting plate of cheese pasta in her hand. "Mommy... milk!" "Just a moment dear," mumbled Eden annoyed. She was about to put her plate of pasta back on the table, but stopped when a hand reached out from behind with a glass of milk. "Aciel!" Eden shouted happily. Regardless of the glass of milk that Aciel was holding, Eden immediately hugged Aciel tightly until Ciara was squeezed between them. “Eden, you crushed our daughter. Ahh... the milk spilled.” Aciel shrieked in annoyance as the white milk he was holding spilled onto the front of his shirt.

I asked him, wondering perhaps it was weed that gave him courage to fuck two women at once. “Gosh! I forgot the milk in the jiko!” Mercy said suddenly rushing to the kitchen. “If you pour that milk, you will drink strong tea for a whole week!” I told her as she went to the kitchen. “I am lucky, it was just rising up.” Mercy shouted while at the kitchen. “You just told her to dare you...” I told Ken. Ken winked at me and rolled his head on his neck, smiled and said, “No worry, I won’t.”

Her bra is stained with milk in seconds. I grin to myself and start to tongue the nipple, my dick hardening with every wanton moan that leaves her lips. Slowly, I release her wrists and lodge my fingers into her bra, pushing the material to the side. “Such a mess.” I groan, fingering her milk-tipped nipples. Milk trickles down her breasts, and she presses them together like an offering to me. “Fuck yeah.”

Daniel didn't deserve to die and I will avenge his death. When I notice they have all left the house. I head downstairs and walk straight to the kitchen. Let's see if I can get a fruit to eat. I open the fridge and see a glass of milk, maybe I should drink it. I pause, this might be Gigi's milk. I smirk as an idea pop in my head. At last the diclofenac and misoprostol I bought have come in handy. I blend it and add it to the milk, I stir it together and keeps it back in the fridge.