Drinking My Nectar : Suckled Daughters 21

by Millie King

Book Cover: Drinking My Nectar : Suckled Daughters 21
Part of the Suckled Daughters series:

Daddy’s beehive needs a good supply of flowering plants to thrive, and he’s become increasingly experimental in the kinds he cultivates in his large garden.  A new one draws my eye and it’s like nothing I’ve ever seen before.

Daddy says it has some strange effects on people and after sniffing it I’m inclined to agree.  We both feel a sudden attraction to each other, but more than that I can feel a terrific building of pressure in my breasts.

Read as I relieve that pressure all over Daddy in a naughty bout of milking fun that sees him finish inside me!


“I want you so bad,” he said.

I knew exactly what he meant.  My tits weren’t the only thing that was leaking.  I put a hand back on his stiff cock and rubbed along it.  He felt huge.

He popped the clasp of my bra easily and pulled me close to him again.  His lips fell on mine and our tongues entwined.  Meanwhile he pushed the bra strap off my shoulders, so that only his body was holding it on me.

Finally, he pulled back.  My eyes stayed closed as the bra fell from me and Daddy got a good look at my firm, wet tits.

I opened my eyes to see him staring.  His hands came in again and he pushed them together.  They responded by firing out a spray from each nipple that Daddy smiled gleefully at.

“So much milk,” he hushed.


He moved his face close to the spray and let it pepper him.  He opened his mouth over one of my nipples and started to suck straight from the source.  I could feel the milk rush through my nipple and the sensation made my insides shiver.  I burst with excitement and looked down on him as he fed from me.

“Suck the milk from my tits, Daddy,” I whined.

His face looked so serene and peaceful as he fed from me, but every now and then it would flare up with lust and he’d suck and bite at my nipple.

The whole time it burst with milk, sending out jets of nectar that Daddy happily swallowed down.  His garden was suddenly our own private sanctuary of sin—a kind of Eden but with a different forbidden fruit.

He moved his mouth to my other nipple and drank down its offering.  I was suddenly full of milk, but Daddy was on hand to relieve me.  I hoped to relieve him too.

“I don’t want you to do all the sucking,” I told him.

He looked up over my tits and into my eyes, spotting my suggestive smile.

“Stand here,” I told him.

I took his shoulders and guided him round so that he stood in front of the bench.  I opened his belt buckle, smirking at him.  He knew what was to come.

I slipped the leather through its metal clasp, my tits shaking the whole time.  They dripped steadily, bouncing and bobbing while I snatched at the opening of his jeans.

When I’d popped open every button of his fly, I pulled his pants wide.  I looked down and teased the front of his boxer-shorts forwards.  I could see down into them.  Inside his big cock lay in wait, yearning to be free.

“I hope that’s all for me,” I told him.

“I want you to have as much of it as you can stomach.”

I pulled suddenly, sending his pants and underwear down in unison.  His huge cock sprang out, but before either of us had time to take it in I pushed him back hard.

He put his hand out behind and fell into the bench.  His cock swayed and then settled upright.  I fell with him quickly, embracing his hard dick and thrusting it right into my mouth.

Daddy hissed a breath in shock and then quickly relaxed.  My warm mouth covered him in spit and sank down along his cock, pushing it right to the top of my throat.


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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