Lactation Control 2: An Adult Nursing and Lactation Erotica Story

After her accident Petranella is settling into the three big changes in her life: her growing breasts, her unexpected lactation, and her newfound sex drive.

While she loves all three of them—and taken together they start to rule her life—she discovers that even individually those changes can ruin her life.

But Petranella doesn’t run away from any of it. New lovers, new milk, new body, new life. It’s all good to her. And it slowly starts to spiral out of control…

This is a 10,000 word novelette intended for adult audiences. Part two of three.

WARNING! ADULT READERS ONLY
This is a 10,000 word lactation erotica/adult nursing novella that contains explicit sex and sexual descriptions. It focuses on adult nursing, lesbian sex, cheating spouses, group sex, FFM and MFM sex and other sexually explicit themes and language that not all members of the public will enjoy.

All characters are 18 or older.

Excerpt:

The first time he met Marty, to say it was awkward would be a vast understatement. He had no idea on how to act around the woman who wanted to have sex with his wife while he watched.

He was excited by the idea, of course, and wanted it to happen, which just made him more nervous because he didn’t want to screw anything up that might prevent the fantasy of a lifetime from happening. As it turned out, there was very little he could have done to prevent the two women from going through with their plan.

“I remember my parents having colleagues over for drinks and dinner,” said Petranella after introducing Ben to Marty. “But it looks like I invite them over for drinks and sex,” she said with a wry smile.

“Are you even old enough to drink?” Ben blurted out. He was overly nervous, and that made him ask the inane question. He was shocked at how young Marty was. She was very young and very pretty. He had trouble believing she was out of college, and truly she wasn’t; she was a grad student doing her internship at Petranella’s lab. Still, she was almost too young. She had a natural beauty that wasn’t immediately obvious because she didn’t try to enhance it with too many cosmetics. Her skin was honey-kissed and he judged by the slight angle to her eyes she had to have some Asian ancestry in her. Luckily for him he didn’t ask about that.

Instead, Marty laughed politely at him. “Yes, I’ve been old enough to drink for a couple of years.”

Ben had the good graces to apologize over his surprise. Marty didn’t make a big deal of it, accepting a glass of wine from Petranella. “Thank you, Petra.”

“You’re welcome,” she said and gave her friend a quick peck on the cheek.

“Oh. I guess I was expecting more,” Marty said eagerly.

“There’ll be more a little later,” Petranella promised.

“I hope so,” Ben said eagerly.