Daddy’s Magical Latte : Suckled Daughters 3

by Millie King

Book Cover: Daddy’s Magical Latte : Suckled Daughters 3
Part of the Suckled Daughters series:

Daddy had always been this quiet, mystical, mage-like figure, but I discovered that day that it wasn’t just for show.

He comes in late to my coffee-shop and is dumbfounded to discover we’d run out of milk for his much-needed latte.

Read as he casts a fantastic spell to extract it from me, stocking my breasts with bounteous unending cream as he takes me.


“I do know of one way to make it stop,” Daddy said.

“What is it?”

“It’s too risky, Angela.  We shouldn’t.”

“What is it, Daddy?  I’ll do anything.”

This seemed to please him.  “Good, because it’s very … unconventional.

“I just want it to stop!”

“I read about this in an ancient tome,” Daddy said, affecting a mysterious voice.  “It was a legend from the past but the cure was there as plain as day.”

“What?  How do I get the milk to stop?”

“The man who recounted the maiden’s story said the only way to cease the flow was to place himself in his lady’s mouth.”

“Place himself in—what’s that supposed to mean?”

“Your guess is as good as mine,” Daddy said.

“What could you possibly place in my mouth?”

He raised an eyebrow.

“Oh,” I gasped.  “Oh!”

“I’m afraid that must be it,” Daddy said.


“But we can’t do that, can we?”

“Depends,” he shrugged.

“On what?”

“On whether or not you want your tits leaking milk for the rest of your life.”

“I just want it to stop!”

“Then it’s worth a try.”

“Take it out,” I urged.  “There’s only one way to know for sure.”

“Okay,” he said reluctantly, “if you really want to try.”


Daddy opened his belt buckle and downed his zipper.  I moved out from behind the counter and rushed to him, falling at his feet.

“Give me it!” I begged.

I scramble at his pants and Daddy stumbled back, reaching out to hold a table-top to steady himself.

“I wouldn’t normally do this,” he said, “but you seem desperate.”

“I am!  I want it to stop!”

I yanked down his pants and froze.  In front of me stood his hard, upright cock, throbbing as his aroused blood beat into it.

“Oh gosh!”

“Don’t back out now, Angela,” he said.  “Let’s see if it works.”

“You’re right.  We need to try!”

I took a hold of his cock and held it steady.  I could feel how stiff he was in my grasp and I could feel too the beat of his pulse.

I licked my lips.  “Here goes.”

I threw my lips over him, driving them down the tip and thrusting his cock right into my mouth.  Daddy let out a groan of satisfaction but my nipples continued to flow.

The milk spilled down from the nipple and hugged the underside curves of each breast.  It flowed down my stomach and to the floor, leaving a puddle of white on the hard wooden floor.

“Is it working?” Daddy asked finally.

I pulled him out and held him.  “I don’t think so.”

“Keep trying,” he said.  “Maybe there’s a delay!”


About the Author

Millie King writes naughty lactation erotica that'll leave you dripping, along with the main character!

Dominant men drain younger woman of their nectar, guzzling down their cream while getting harder and harder by the second until they have to get drained themselves!

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