Mmm....creamy good sex with "Milking Polly"

After a month-long hiatus, I'm back with some new lactation erotica. Milking Polly is up for sale on Smashwords, Amazon, and BN.com. I'm also trying a new pricing structure for this book only. For a buck fifty ($1.50 to Americans or 92 pence to my British friends) you get 19,000 words. Usually I price my novellas at $0.99 for 10,000 words. I might break up Milking Polly to two separate pieces at $0.99 in the future to compare sales. Before I've always done the separate parts first, and then the full book at a slightly discounted price.

In other news, Complete Trust (all four parts of my four-part novel Trust) will be up for sale soon as well.

Enjoy!

When Polly decides to give Ben his ultimate choice in anniversary presents, she never would have guessed he wanted to make her breasts start lactating for him. She willingly goes along with his kinky scheme once he agrees to let her date another man who quickly develops an obsession with another part of her anatomy.

This is a 19,000 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.

Excerpt:

You have beautiful breasts,” he told her.

“You really want to go through with this?” she asked.

“Hell yes,” he answered and lightly kissed her. “Were you telling me a lie last night when you said you wanted to date another guy?”

“No.”

He ran his finger under the edge of the bra’s lace, feeling the contrast between her skin and the material. “Did you have a guy in mind?”

“Again, no.”

Ben nodded as his fingers reached the clasp in the front of the bra. He liked that Polly wore front closure bras. Using just two fingers he skillfully unclasped the bra and let it shrink back ever so slightly. He lowered his head and kissed her sternum. “I might be able to help you with that.”

“Oh?”

“Yeah.” He brushed back the two cups to her bra. Despite herself, despite the situation, Polly sighed. What he was doing to her felt incredibly good. She tried not to think about his motivation for doing it to her.

“How?”