Friday, October 4, 2013

Another long one - Lactation for Two

More milky goodness with Lacation for Two (Part One). I had to split this one into two parts because of length and pricing agreements. Look for Part Two in a couple of weeks. You know the drill: get it at because they pay the independent author the biggest slice of the pie.But you can also get it at or .

I really like the cover art on this one. The model seems to be perky and stands out among the crowd.


Eileen is looking for a way to keep her current boyfriend. The only advice that her best friend Anne can offer is to get him hooked on breast milk, like she hooked her husband. “Every man is kinky,” she tells Eileen. But starting a supply of breast milk and getting Steve to indulge in the kink might be harder than it seems. Luckily Anne is there every step of the way to assist Eileen in every possible way. Part one of two.

This is a 10,000 word novella intended for adult audiences.

Content warning: features graphic sex, erotic lactation, group sex, adult nursing relationships, lesbian sex, and other depictions of adult sexuality. Explicit language and adult only content.

Chris increased the pressure until he could feel the hardness of her swollen milk sacks inside her flesh.

“Yes,” she moaned.

A bit of thin white breast milk leaked from under his fingers. The wetness wasn’t much. Briefly Chris released his hand, took a wider grip, and then squeezed harder again.

“Yes!” his wife grunted. “More.”

He squeezed her savagely now, as if they were fighting. Her breathing came rapidly and in short bursts. She squirmed under him but didn’t complain. There was an almost steady spray of milk from her nipple now. He released her for a second and wiped his hand on his pajama bottoms. The towel Anne had been using to dry her breasts was on the edge of the bed and grabbed that to dry her once more.

She inhaled sharply at the towel’s rough touch. “No, too much,” she protested. “Softness. Lick me.”

Obeying her need Chris lowered his mouth to her breast. It wasn’t unpleasant to taste, not the least. It was just odd, not something he would normally do. It wasn’t something he would have done unless she had explicitly told him to.

“Suck,” she said so softly he wasn’t certain she had actually spoken the words but had just thought them.

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