Milk For My Daddy by Ashley Spector
Sharing The Milk (Part Three) (Taboo Pseudo Incest Lactation Erotica)

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Frustrated by her reluctant step-father, Beth seeks solace in the strong and sexy embrace of another man: her older lecturer, Professor Roberts. However, when her Daddy finally calls, she can't resist giving herself to him yet again! With passions flowing in either direction, how will Beth manage to keep her romances with both daddies a secret, whilst still giving her body - and her milk - to them both?

This 7000 word erotic short story contains extremely graphically described scenes of gushing, deliciously wet lactation fetish; a sultry and seductive step-daughter, an emotive and passionate step-father, an enamored, sexy elder Professor, and a series of delirious, ecstasy-infused sexual encounters! Rest assured, the milk will flow!

A short extract from this story:

As much as this turns me on, as much as I can feel myself moistening at the prospect of Daddy's d*** inside me once again, I can't quite untie the knot of guilt developing in my stomach. Only last night I'd sought my own replacement for this man, and allowed him to drink from me and sow his seed all over me. I breathe a sigh, part excited by my step-father's kisses all over my neck and upper breasts, and part fear for the heartbreak an admission of last night's events might bring him.

"Ohh, Daddy" I whisper to him, as his mouth finds its old familiar place at my squirting nipple, stemming the steady stream of milk with a series of thirsty gulps. The feeling of being drank from rushes back to me, overcoming any resident guilt that had built up within; now wasn't the time to worry. All I know is solace. "That's right, drink from me."

The sound of his suction, and his repeated gulps accompany my own sighs and groans of pleasure, as his fingers begin the slow, tantalizing journey down to my nethers. A drop of moistness falls between my legs, and down through the crack of my ass, my as my p**** prepares itself excitedly for his arrival; a shiver shooting down my body when his fingers finally do touch me, rubbing my clit up and down, slowly. Perhaps a little too slowly, the sensitivity is sending me into a writhing, impatient mess.

"F***," I cry. "F*** me! I want you to f*** me! Punish me!"

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Published September 7, 2012 by Ashley Spector. 26 pages
Genres: Erotica, Literature & Fiction. Fiction

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