Bursting With Milk : Brat’s Cream 5 (Hucow Erotica Milk Erotica Breast Feeding Erotica Lactation Erotica): Brat's Cream, #5

By Millie King

A phantom pregnancy?  You can’t be serious.  Now I have a swollen chest that keeps leaking at the most inappropriate moments.  One of those just happens to be whenever I’m aroused!  I find myself day-dreaming one morning while eating breakfast with my roommate Jeff and they start dripping beneath my t-shirt.  Jeff is quickly intrigued and I’m more than a little embarrassed.  I guess if anyone should help me milk them it might as well be him, right?  Read how he squeezes the nectar from them and laps it down.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Millie King
• Release date: Oct 3, 2017
• ISBN: 9781386328186

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Jeff squeezed again and another jet spiraled from my teat, sprinkling milk across my legs.  I watched it escape me.  What Jeff did next made my jaw drop.

He moved his mouth towards the arcing milk and opened it, letting it fall inside.  As if that wasn’t naughty enough he followed its route all the way to the source and clasped his lips right over my stiff, leaking nipple.

I looked down at the surreal sight before me, wondering what the hell I should do now that he was latched on to my tits and sucking out my milk.

He continued to palm them gently, but now his tongue was circling my areola and he was nibbling softly at the node.  I don’t mind admitting that the release felt incredible.

I thought about protesting but when my mouth opened nothing came out.  I let out a short moan and then moved my hand to his head, pushing my fingers through his hair and holding him on my chest as my head fell backwards.

My eyes closed and I dined out on the blissful sensation.  Jeff too seemed to be enjoying himself, massaging my tits and swallowing down every bead of milk that spurted from my chest.

Oh, Jeff, I hushed softly, wriggling my shoulders into the sofa cushion and surrendering myself to him.

I stayed like that for a while, letting him move from nipple to nipple and relieve the pressure.  The sensation of the milk shooting through the tiny aperture was incredible and my body was responding in ways I hadn’t anticipated.  My pussy became wet and I fought to keep my hands away from it.

I squeezed the cushion now and finally dared to take another look down at Jeff.  When I did I got a whole lot more than I bargained for!

Jeff had split his dressing gown