Milk Harem

Having constantly lactating breasts had always just been a fun little distraction for me and my husband. Maybe it was a little wild, but it wasn’t anything strange. Then we became empty nesters and we had too much free time on our hands. While we didn’t mean to start something that would begin to define us, it just happened. Sharing my milk with…everybody was the best decision we ever made.

I didn’t exactly seduce Debra and Cindy into a lactation lifestyle, because that implies I convinced them to do something they didn’t want to do. They wanted it. They just didn’t know they wanted to share my milk with me…and each other…and my husband. Secretly lactating had gotten a lot more exciting and kinkier.

Having a mostly empty house that was visited regularly by my friends and lovers was convenient. Debra and Cindy were both starting to lactate with me, but I wanted more. Lucian wanted more. We all wanted more. We just didn’t know exactly what we wanted more of. Luckily we had another person wander into our orbit.

While it was fun to have two women plus my husband to nurse from my milk-filled breasts, there was always room for more, I figured. Involving a second man on the outside seemed like a terrible idea. It wasn’t. It involved subterfuge and deception, but to have another willing person to nurse from me whenever I wanted it…that was so worth it.

It had officially gotten out of control. I was lactating for my husband, two women, and another man. The other women, my friends and lovers, were now lactating for me. My husband was having an affair with one of the friends/lovers. I was trying to figure out how to have an affair with Jay. I needed to get things back on an even keel. The best way to do that was to get all of them under my control