Milking the MILF

By Ana Thalia

Jessica is a single mother who is a lot more 'productive' than necessary to feed her baby.  At the same time her love life is nonexistent.  What's a woman in her prime supposed to do when big, muscular football players have a pool party next door?  Sunbath in her skimpiest bikini and tease them just to see if she still has it?  She thought it a good idea, but then things kind of got out of hand.  What's a woman to do when fantasy becomes reality?

Warning: This is a multi-partner erotica, complete with milking and suckling, not to mention lots of warm, sweet squirting milk.  It is intended for ADULTS ONLY.

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About the Author:
Ana Thalia is a Texas writer.  By day she is a hard working IT Professional, but at night she lets her hair down and writes to relax and entertain.  She loves to write Fantasy, of the epic type, but sometimes she has other little fantasies that need to be told.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Smokin' Hot Press
• Release date: Jun 9, 2014
• ISBN: 9781498957649

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Smokin’ Hot Press

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Copyright 2014 by Ana Thalia

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This is a work of fiction. The names, characters, and locations within either are the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, or locales is entirely coincidental.

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Milking the MILF

Loud music next door pulled Jessica to her second floor bedroom window.  She'd just put the baby down after a light feeding.  He just couldn't keep up with her milk production, so Jessica was still feeling taut and full.  Of course, so full of milk her boobs looked spectacular, though there was no one special to enjoy them.

Before getting knocked up on a one night stand, while on a business trip, her breasts were on the small side.  The best thing that stranger gave her, beside her son, was a killer set of tits.  Big, firm, milk-laden tits.  Boobs that could feed a village, but she only had the one little son.  So it was time for the milking machine.

I hate that machine, she said, glancing at the pool party next door.  I miss having fun, too.

She started to turn away and head for the kitchen, where she kept the milk pump.  Jessica did a double-take.  There was nothing but hot, muscular young men around that pool.

Oh, Teddy's home from college for the summer, she said.  Jessica bit her lip, remembering tall, dark, and handsome Teddy.  His body was gorgeous, being a football player and all.  Yeah, Teddy in my beddie.

Jessica shook her head, breaking out of her old fantasy.  She was almost ten years the twenty year old's senior.  It was unlikely he'd be interested, but then...  Her hands rose up to cup her super-sized mammaries.

Mmmm, she said, mind going south as she pulled open her shirt and gently caressed her aching boobs.  Full to the max with milk boobs.  I bet those boys haven't seen anything like me.

She watched them a few minutes, playing water polo.  Three dark-haired white men, and a really tall