One of the men rose and slapped Sophie across the face. She didn't move a muscle. "She's out cold," he said, his voice shaky with excitement and anticipation. The men cheered. Another one stood up and pulled his pants down. His hard dick stood out a good seven inches, glistening with precum. "I'm gonna have her ass!" "Ooh, I want her pussy!" another exclai...
Disclaimer: All individuals in this story are eighteen or older. The author does not condone sexual acts with non-consenting participants. The author does condone consenting adults doing basically whatever they want to each other in the privacy of their own home. Please enjoy. Constructive feedback is appreciated. ***** I've written a few stories about kee...
This story was written for the following prompt: "A young man works at a holstaur ranch, milking the breasts and cocks of the gorgeous and horny livestock that prefer the human touch over machines." (Note: Holstaurs are a kind of monster girl with horns and a propensity to produce milk, similar to cows.) This is quite different to my normal content, so ple...
Within a month of my induced lactation, I had settled into my new role as Jack's milk cow. My milking schedule was now at 15 minutes per breast every four hours, and I was producing a lavish amount of milk. We used a dual pump, so the time involved to empty both my breasts with the milking machine was more like 40 minutes, but if Jack milked me orally (which...
Another story about nipples and breastmilk for some of my devoted fans. * I was gob smacked with the Google results when I pressed return, there before me were a whole host of entries which sort of looked feasible. I clicked on the first hit and found a list of some forty-eight women of all shapes, sizes and ages. One by one I read their profiles, looked a...
After Jack announced that we'd be going on a mystery vacation in a week, I was intensely curious as to the details. When I pressed him, Jack just smiled "I'll do your packing, just be ready to go on Friday afternoon." Since we'd become engaged, I had felt increasingly willing to submit to Jack's guidance and desires. Although I trusted him completely, goin...
"Sh, Sh, Sh, sweet baby, it is going to be ok." Looking at the wall clock, I notice it is 4 a.m. 2 hours of non-stop crying. What started as a little whimper has gone into a full blown distress cry. I am now officially a single mom. Emily is a week old and we are trying to learn how to breastfeed together. There is no lonelier feeling than being up in the mi...
Lionel was working at the kitchen table when he heard a soft sound. He looked up from the computer, into the living room. Sondra was sitting on the couch with her hands on her breasts. He watched as she pressed her palms to the soft hills and slowly squeezed. A groan escaped her lips. That was the sound that had caught his attention. He noticed she didn't p...
Author's Note and Acknowledgement: The original story was published in French on Literotica under the title 'Être vachue s'est merveilleux' in my profile. Translated by Pimanko. N.B.: I thanks Pimanko for his time and translation work. ***** Chapter 2 The First Milking Parlor Claudine opened the door and let Stephanie enter the first room while still hol...
You are Naomi Haruno, a drop-dead gorgeous schoolgirl at the age of 18. You have long, beautifully flowing pink hair, and cute, bright blue eyes. Your physique is trim and lightly toned, with curvy hips and a perky rump, as well as plump D-cup breasts. You wake up in the morning on a Friday. Slowly, you open your bleary eyes to the sight of sunlight streamin...