| Author: | Kitty Meaker | ISBN: | 9781476378787 |
| Publisher: | Kitty Meaker | Publication: | June 15, 2012 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords | Language: | English |
| Author: | Kitty Meaker |
| ISBN: | 9781476378787 |
| Publisher: | Kitty Meaker |
| Publication: | June 15, 2012 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords |
| Language: | English |
Kate and her friends are all young women with one thing in common - they're lactating. When they get together for a day of relaxation, they soon begin to talk about how their milk-filled breasts can spice up their sex lives. Each woman has a different story to tell... and after the stories are done, there's nothing to do but take care of each other...
Warning: This 7,000 word story contains explicit M/F and F/F sexual situations. For the adult reader only!
Excerpt:
“Mmm,” she murmured. “I missed this.”
“Me too,” Ken said, unbuttoning her shirt. She pulled it off and unhooked her bra, revealing her milk-swollen breasts to her boss. He immediately began to knead them with his hands.
“Careful!” she warned him, but it was too late. His rough handling had made her milk begin to flow. “Get a tissue!” she cried.
He hurriedly grabbed a tissue and she dabbed it at the milk trickling down her belly. “So wasteful,” she murmured.
“Sorry,” he said. “They're just so... impressive.”
Gloria smiled. “That's because they're full of milk. You have to be gentle, Ken.”
Ken reached out and touched a breast cautiously. He smiled at her. “Do you want me to take care of them?”
Gloria frowned. “Take care of them?”
“I could... nurse from you.”
Gloria paused to consider. It wasn't something she'd ever thought of before. Breastfeeding was so new to her... but she'd heard that it could be intimate. Still, she hadn't even brought it up with her husband. Would he really approve of her doing something like this with Ken? “I... don't know,” she said. “Maybe that's going too far.”
Ken reached out and stroked her hair. “I don't want to do anything you don't want to do,” he said, “but it's been so long for us. Don't you want to be with me?”
She smiled. “You always know how to get me, Ken. Alright... you get your wish.”
He grinned and cleared off his desk. She sat down on top of it. It was her usual spot for getting fucked by him. But this time Ken sat down in his chair and rolled forward. She leaned over slightly, her breasts hanging like ripe fruits ready to be plucked. She gave a small shudder as he gingerly took one in his hand and brought the nipple to his mouth.
Kate and her friends are all young women with one thing in common - they're lactating. When they get together for a day of relaxation, they soon begin to talk about how their milk-filled breasts can spice up their sex lives. Each woman has a different story to tell... and after the stories are done, there's nothing to do but take care of each other...
Warning: This 7,000 word story contains explicit M/F and F/F sexual situations. For the adult reader only!
Excerpt:
“Mmm,” she murmured. “I missed this.”
“Me too,” Ken said, unbuttoning her shirt. She pulled it off and unhooked her bra, revealing her milk-swollen breasts to her boss. He immediately began to knead them with his hands.
“Careful!” she warned him, but it was too late. His rough handling had made her milk begin to flow. “Get a tissue!” she cried.
He hurriedly grabbed a tissue and she dabbed it at the milk trickling down her belly. “So wasteful,” she murmured.
“Sorry,” he said. “They're just so... impressive.”
Gloria smiled. “That's because they're full of milk. You have to be gentle, Ken.”
Ken reached out and touched a breast cautiously. He smiled at her. “Do you want me to take care of them?”
Gloria frowned. “Take care of them?”
“I could... nurse from you.”
Gloria paused to consider. It wasn't something she'd ever thought of before. Breastfeeding was so new to her... but she'd heard that it could be intimate. Still, she hadn't even brought it up with her husband. Would he really approve of her doing something like this with Ken? “I... don't know,” she said. “Maybe that's going too far.”
Ken reached out and stroked her hair. “I don't want to do anything you don't want to do,” he said, “but it's been so long for us. Don't you want to be with me?”
She smiled. “You always know how to get me, Ken. Alright... you get your wish.”
He grinned and cleared off his desk. She sat down on top of it. It was her usual spot for getting fucked by him. But this time Ken sat down in his chair and rolled forward. She leaned over slightly, her breasts hanging like ripe fruits ready to be plucked. She gave a small shudder as he gingerly took one in his hand and brought the nipple to his mouth.
