Milk Trading : Suckled Daughters 18

by Millie King

Book Cover: Milk Trading : Suckled Daughters 18
Part of the Suckled Daughters series:

My Daddy works on the stock-exchange, but it’s not your average exchange.  He exchanges milk on an underground market, but the milk isn’t your average milk either.  It’s women’s milk, and at the minute there’s a high demand and not enough supply.  That’s where I come in!  Daddy’s gonna milk me for all I’m worth, and we’re gonna have a whole bunch of fun doing it.  Read about the whole sinful affair inside!


“Let’s try that too,” he said, and he lifted my breast.

I giggled but then moved my chin down to meet my chest.  Daddy pushed my big tits upwards and I found the nipple.  It was so weird to suck on my own breast, but not in the least bit unpleasant.  I felt the same rush of excitement when my lips wound around them.  Daddy squeezed and the milk shot into me.  It startled me at first, then I felt its warm, creamy flavor.

“Oh, wow,” I cooed, genuinely surprised.

“Good, right?”


“That’s what they’re paying for.”

“I mean, I’m not sure if it’s worth five-hundred a milliliter but it’s damn good.”

“Can I try it again?”

“Please,” I said, offering him my breasts.  “Knock yourself out.”


This time Daddy was much more sensual.  His tongue wound around my tits and he sucked as much of them into his mouth as he could.  I let out a shriek of excitement as he pulled me nearer towards him.  The milk burst through the tiny aperture, filling his mouth until he needed to swallow.

I heard it all slide down his throat, but Daddy wasn’t done there.  He took another suck and filled his mouth again, circling his tongue around the nipple until it turned stiff.  I wasn’t so sure that part was necessary, but I wasn’t going to stop him.  Daddy clearly had a magical mouth.

“Oh, Daddy,” I purred, losing myself.  I held him against me but he brought his face away and rubbed the milk from his lips.

“So good,” he said again.

“Is that how you extract it?”

“We use a machine,” Daddy said.  “I have one hidden away inside somewhere.  It doesn’t waste a drop.”

“That doesn’t sound as fun.”

“Having fun, are we?” he smirked, looking to my tits.  My nipple was stiff from his amazing cajoling.

“It’s hard not to!  It’d be like me milking your cock by sucking it.”

“Good point,” he said.  He looked off at the night’s sky as though he was imagining it.

“Are you having fun?” I asked.

“I get to spend time with my daughter.  What’s not fun about that?”

“What about the rest?”

“I get to suck on some lovely tits too,” Daddy said.  That was what I wanted to hear.

“Would Sir like some more?”

“Sir would be delighted.”

Daddy moved onto me again, pushing my tits into his face.  This time he moved between each, sucking out the nectar and humming contently as he did so.  It felt amazing to nourish him like that.  It was like we were really bonding, you know?  It’s tough to explain, but I felt a deep need to care for and satisfy him.

“Fuck, you’re something else, Han,” he said, popping off my tits with a gasp and a heady sigh.

“Is this doing it for you?” I asked, looking down to his shorts.  “My God, it is, isn’t it?”

“A pair of tits in my mouth will always do it for me.  You?”

“Are you kidding,” I laughed.  “It feels like I’ve wet myself.”

“You’re wet?”

I nodded and bit my lip.  “I couldn’t help it.”

“I’m stiff,” he hushed.  “I couldn’t help that either.”

“Maybe …” I began, and Daddy was hanging on my words.  “We could help each other.”


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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