Lactation Ranch 2
A tale of Western Cowboy BBW Virgin Breeding
Romance, Erotica, Taboo, Erotica Shorts
| Author: | Adara Pole | ISBN: | 1230000238318 |
| Publisher: | Adara Pole | Publication: | October 11, 2013 |
| Imprint: | Language: | English |
| Author: | Adara Pole |
| ISBN: | 1230000238318 |
| Publisher: | Adara Pole |
| Publication: | October 11, 2013 |
| Imprint: | |
| Language: | English |
Bessa, a buxum 23-year-old girl, wakes up in her brand new barn stall after being swept away from her parents’ farm by the rough, handsome ranch hand named Henry. Recovering from a wild night, Bessa tries to make sense of her new home, her sensitive, milk-producing body, and her new, exotic desires.
While Henry is away, new friends Sally and Delta are happy to help Bessa acclimate to her new surroundings, and they are willing to do whatever it takes to show Bessa just how desirable a full-figured body like hers is on the ranch.
As Delta and Sally take Bessa to new limits, she can only hope to save enough milk to fuel Henry’s breeding when he returns.
This 6,000 word short story contains graphic exhibitionist orgy scenes between a thick, lactating sex novice and her kinky teachers with a craving for milk and breeding. Warning: this story contains the milkiest MF, FF, and MF MF scenes in the West.
Excerpt:
"Well well, why am I not surprised?" a man's voice said from the stall door. Bessa looked up, afraid it was Henry. To think, this was only the second day she had been on his ranch, and she was already caught up in desire with a woman, of all things!
But instead of Henry's hard cowhand face peering though the stall window, it was Delta, Sally's baby-faced boyfriend, smiling and shaking his head. Bessa vaguely remembered his boyish face peering in through the stall door the night before, watching as Henry had milked and mounted her.
"Hey Baby," Sally sputtered. "Get in here."
Before Bessa could protest, Delta was inside closing the stall door shut. It was bad enough that she was in this amorous state with another woman, but Bessa definitely didn't feel right having another man present to see this without Henry.
Sally and Delta didn't seem concerned at all, however. Sally stood to meet Delta in a deep kiss. Her mouth and face were coated in Bessa's milk, and Delta kissed and licked her face clean.
"Oh my God, Bessa," he murmured, sucking rivulets of milk from Sally's neck.
"Doesn't she have the best milk ever?" Sally moaned.
"Tastes just as good as she looks," Delta said, giving Bessa a sidelong glance even as he and Sally continued to deeply kiss.
Bessa couldn't believe her ears. Did this hot young stud just say that she looked...good? How could he think that when he was with Sally, the picture-perfect young skinny girl that she had always wanted to be?
Sally started rubbing her hand against the crotch of Delta's pants where a large mound was quickly growing. Bessa tried not to look, tried not to imagine what Delta’s member looked like, but she wouldn't have to for long.
Bessa, a buxum 23-year-old girl, wakes up in her brand new barn stall after being swept away from her parents’ farm by the rough, handsome ranch hand named Henry. Recovering from a wild night, Bessa tries to make sense of her new home, her sensitive, milk-producing body, and her new, exotic desires.
While Henry is away, new friends Sally and Delta are happy to help Bessa acclimate to her new surroundings, and they are willing to do whatever it takes to show Bessa just how desirable a full-figured body like hers is on the ranch.
As Delta and Sally take Bessa to new limits, she can only hope to save enough milk to fuel Henry’s breeding when he returns.
This 6,000 word short story contains graphic exhibitionist orgy scenes between a thick, lactating sex novice and her kinky teachers with a craving for milk and breeding. Warning: this story contains the milkiest MF, FF, and MF MF scenes in the West.
Excerpt:
"Well well, why am I not surprised?" a man's voice said from the stall door. Bessa looked up, afraid it was Henry. To think, this was only the second day she had been on his ranch, and she was already caught up in desire with a woman, of all things!
But instead of Henry's hard cowhand face peering though the stall window, it was Delta, Sally's baby-faced boyfriend, smiling and shaking his head. Bessa vaguely remembered his boyish face peering in through the stall door the night before, watching as Henry had milked and mounted her.
"Hey Baby," Sally sputtered. "Get in here."
Before Bessa could protest, Delta was inside closing the stall door shut. It was bad enough that she was in this amorous state with another woman, but Bessa definitely didn't feel right having another man present to see this without Henry.
Sally and Delta didn't seem concerned at all, however. Sally stood to meet Delta in a deep kiss. Her mouth and face were coated in Bessa's milk, and Delta kissed and licked her face clean.
"Oh my God, Bessa," he murmured, sucking rivulets of milk from Sally's neck.
"Doesn't she have the best milk ever?" Sally moaned.
"Tastes just as good as she looks," Delta said, giving Bessa a sidelong glance even as he and Sally continued to deeply kiss.
Bessa couldn't believe her ears. Did this hot young stud just say that she looked...good? How could he think that when he was with Sally, the picture-perfect young skinny girl that she had always wanted to be?
Sally started rubbing her hand against the crotch of Delta's pants where a large mound was quickly growing. Bessa tried not to look, tried not to imagine what Delta’s member looked like, but she wouldn't have to for long.
