Paranormal Erotica Stories: Milked and Bred by the Tentacle Men
When day to day doldrums finally bore a young accountant to the point of no return, she decides she wants to have the kind of fun she sees the shifters on the dark side of Green Lake having. So Lanie elects to join a shifters' breeding circle, knowing she possesses the rare gift of willful lactation (among other things). When she arrives, she realizes more than one tentacle man will breed her. More
Day to day doldrums finally bore a young accountant to the point of no return, and she decides she wants to have the kind of fun she's always seeing the shifters on the dark side of Green Lake having. So Lanie elects to join a non-traditional breeding circle, knowing she possesses the rare gift of willful lactation (among other things). When she arrives, she realizes there will be more than just a few tentacle men involved in the circle. Can she handle their lusty demands, or will she become the exclusive focus of their leader?
This lactation erotica and tentacle sex story is 3633 words (15 pages) long and contains 3 extremely explicit sensual scenes featuring multicultural/otherworldly characters enjoying consensual acts of bareback sex, breeding sex, paranormal erotica, cunnilingus, fellatio, breeding erotica, group sex orgy, and copious lactation, of course.
Heat Level: 5 out of 5 (in a 10 out of 5 sort of way)
This lactation and tentacle sex erotica title is intended for mature audiences.
The tentacle man's eyes met Lanie's, and he stepped toward her, so muscular, he was almost-monstrous. Ivy-like tentacles curled around his arms like decorative vinework, but Lanie knew they were far more useful than mere decorations. They grew and expanded when shifters were aroused.
“Have you come here of your own will?”
Swallowing her nervousness, Lanie nodded, her large eyes wide and trained on the green man.
“And you will share your milk with not only me, but my den mates, as well?”
“Yes,” Lanie answered.
“And you will let me take you while they suck the milk from your breasts?”
“I... yes,” Lanie replied, nearly breathless.
Desire slid out of her onto the thin cotton layer of her panties hearing his last question.