Maggie had been lactating for her husband Walt for years…and it was getting boring. Finding lovers outside her marriage was easy. Finding lovers who appreciated breasts that made rich, sweet milk was tougher. Pat was a stroke of luck that fell into her lap. He would drink her milk when Walt was too tired. Maggie was never content to let a good thing stand…she has to involve Pat’s girlfriend and isn’t concerned about the consequences.
This is an 11,000 word novella intended for adult audiences.
Content warning: This story features graphic sex, erotic lactation, group sex, lesbian sex, an adult nursing relationship, and other depictions of adult sexuality. Explicit language and adult only content.
“Uhhh,” Maggie groaned as Pat started pulling her milk from her. Now it wasn’t just flowing freely, he was drawing it from her body. That was good. That sensation is always got her wet.
“You like that?” he asked quickly, taking a brief respite from his feeding.
“Uh-huh,” was all she managed to say. Her power of speech tended to fade when she nursed a man.
She wanted to lower her body down a bit to rub against his legs or hips. That was impossible; her breasts would be too low for Pat to nurse and Maggie so desperately wanted him to drain her.
Instead she settled for rubbing herself against his stomach. It wasn’t nearly the same, but she endured while he did her the favor of sucking on her breasts until all her milk was gone. She barely even noticed when he switched sides. She did enjoy, however, when he pinched her now free nipple causing a little shock of pain to reverberate through her body. She liked it even better when he didn’t let go of her nipple.