Seeds of Lust (Breeding/Lactation Erotica)

Readers with a kink will enjoy stories involving these busty femme fatales. They will titillate and entice and make you beg for sweet relief from your heat and passion...

Breeding the Princess:

Princess Cicely is to be wed to Prince Kirkpatrick, a man she loathes because he couldn't turn her on to save his life.

The royal family has her on a strict regimen of nipple stimulation exercises, so that she can hit the ground running with breast feeding once she is impregnated by the prince and gives birth to his child. Her mother informs Princess Cicely that the prince is paying her a visit tonight to impregnate her...

However, when her hunkish childhood friend shows up, those plans go out the window, as they tear each other apart in a sexual romp that leaves Princess Cicely filled with his seed, as they both enjoy the milk that she can now produce in the process.

Suckled By My Personal Trainer:

Misty had a baby not long ago and was looking to shed a few pounds, which brought her to the door of a handsomely muscular personal trainer one Saturday morning.

During the warmup exercises, one of her milk swollen breasts pops free, much to her embarrassment. Mark, her personal trainer, takes it upon himself to love every inch of her body and make her feel beautiful again, while freeing some of the tension in her boobs caused by nursing.

Breeding the Princess:

She was actually looking forward to meeting her prince, now. The way she felt, it would take a lot for her not to enjoy this sexual encounter.
Cicely went to her door and opened the large latch, before swinging the door open wide, so that the prince could see her in all of her beautiful, naked glory.
“I thought you would never arrive my pri—,” she began.
Only… it wasn’t her prince. Her childhood friend, Tyson, stood at the door, and based on his facial expression, it was as though he had seen a ghost.
Cicely screamed at the top of her lungs and slammed the door shut, sobering up somewhat in the process.
“I apologize, my princess,” she heard Tyson say from the other end of the door.
“What are you doing here? I haven’t seen you in forever,” the princess said, suddenly ashamed at her nakedness, and kicking herself for being so stupid.
There was a long silence on the other end of the door, as if the prince was kicking himself as well.
“Well, I know you were to be married soon, so I wanted to wish you well,” Tyson said, before another pregnant silence.
“Congratulations,” he said, feeling stupid as soon as he uttered the words.
“Thank you,” the princess said.

“We were children the last time you saw me. I apologize for meeting again this way,” she said.
“I’m sure you don’t want to see me again, now.”
There was a long, somewhat eerie silence. The princess bent down to begin putting her dress back on, vowing to make sure she verified who was on the other end of the door next time.
Suddenly, she heard the creaking of the door—the unmistakable sound of someone entering.
As she was bent over, her ass poked highly in the air, she saw Tyson standing in the doorway, closing it slowly behind him.
“Quite the opposite, my princess,” he said, with a now or never look on his face.
Cicely straightened up, and shook off her embarrassment, suddenly proud to be naked in front of her childhood friend. She stood up tall, allowing him to admire her body, from the beautiful curve of her neck to the incredibly succulent nipples that pointed squarely in his direction, to her freshly pedicured toes.
“Do you enjoy what you see, my friend?” she said, a hint of daring flirtation in her voice.
“Aye,” Tyson applied, after making it known that he was deliberately admiring her body from head to toe.
Tyson latched the door behind him and peered out of the window, knowing he could be killed for what he was about to do.

Suckled By My Personal Trainer:

“You look fine,” Mark said quickly.

“Honestly. I’m going to help you meet your goals, but you should know that you’re quite a beautiful lady. I was taken aback when I saw you through the doorway,” he said.

Misty didn’t know what to say.

“Why thank you,” she blushed.
“That’s the nicest thing anyone has said to me in a very long time.

Mark smiled.

“Well, you deserve to hear it. Shall we begin?”