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