Dorinne’s Dream

I had fallen into a strange and kinky relationship with Dorinne. I’ll happily admit I was attracted to her because she was pregnant-with someone else’s baby-and she was freely lactating. I was kinkier than I had thought I was.

Our relationship took a strange turn when she started involving other people. It was strange enough when it was with another guy who might have been the baby daddy, but it got stranger and stranger still.

And I went along with it.

And I loved it.

This is a 10,000-word lactation erotica/adult nursing and pregnant sex novella that contains explicit sex and sexual descriptions. It focuses on adult nursing, erotic lactation, pregnant sex, complicated sexual relationships, and other sexually explicit themes and language that not all members of the public will enjoy.

Excerpt:

I was surprised when she showed up at my door. I hadn’t given Dorinne my address and she had never been over to my place. Of course, I might have told her my address at some point and I simply hadn’t remembered, but it was strange to see her in front of me, a desperate look on her face. She was cupping her breasts through her dress, almost massaging them. It was somewhere between sexy and worrisome. 

“You’ve got to help me out, Travis,” she all but begged. 

Somehow my brain was engaged and I managed a decent reply that didn’t immediately descend into stupidity or sex. “How did you find my address?”

She ignored my question. “My breasts are full of milk...and I’ve got other needs too...”

At least my current obsession was being honest with me. I was glad I was wearing jeans when I opened the door because just her presence alone was enough to bring me embarrassment of a masculine sort.

I resolved not to be stupid. This wasn’t a relationship that was going anywhere. It was just sex. Weird and kinky sex, but sex only.