Daddy Drinks My Milk

by Trisha Treat

It was my first time seeing Daddy since I started breastfeeding, and he wouldn't quit staring at my boobs. When Daddy started to put his hands on me, rubbing my back sensually and telling me I was beautiful, I realized how much I missed having a man's touch. Before I knew it, Daddy was getting his thirst quenched in more ways than one.


Suddenly, Daddy interrupted me. "Your breasts are beautiful."

I was a little shocked, but I just grinned bashfully. The truth was that it was nice to hear a man tell me that, even if it was my own father. My son's father and I had split up before he was born, and I was feeling extremely horny lately. I found myself fishing for more compliments from him because it felt so nice to hear them.

"You really think so?" I asked. "I feel like a cow sometimes."

"Yes, I really mean it. I'm sorry honey, but I am mesmerized by your breasts. They're divine." Daddy said, inching closer to me.

"Thanks. I mean, it's been really hard not having a man around." I said, looking at Daddy sheepishly. "I wish I had a boyfriend that told me all the things that you are telling me now."

"You don't need a boyfriend, you have me." Daddy smiled, and kissed me on the top of my head.

About the Author

Hi, I'm Trisha!

I have always believed in the pursuit of pleasure, and my intent is to write stories that will help you do just that. I'm not afraid to write about the forbidden side of sex - those erotic fantasies that are utterly unacceptable but oh- so- persistent when you try to sleep at night.

Go ahead and indulge - get lost in my world of carnal lust and incestuous eroticism.

I hope my stories will help relieve a little pressure, and serve as a reminder that you're not the only one that lusts for the forbidden fruits 😉

Thanks for reading.

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