Milk Fever

Lyra is a modern woman with a good job. The last thing she needs is a boyfriend. Seducing nineteen-year-old Coleton seems like a great idea. No strings. Just sex. Her only concern is not to drive him away with her little secret. Not all women spontaneously lactate and not all men appreciate that ability. She's certain she can lure Coleton into her bed but she doesn't think ahead to the complications she has set up for herself... Originally published in four parts. This is a 40,000 word lactation erotica/adult nursing novella that contains explicit sex and sexual descriptions. It focuses on adult nursing, lesbian sex, cheating spouses, group sex, FFM and MFM sex and other sexually explicit themes and language that not all members of the public will enjoy. Excerpt: "Turn that off!" I screamed at him. It was only slightly ironic because I wanted to scream at him "You're turning me on!" Coleton looked up to see a half-naked crazy woman screaming at him. He did the only logical thing and turned off the machine. "Sorry," he said. "What are you doing mowing the lawn at the crack of dawn!" I complained. He looked sheepishly at the sky. "It's almost eleven," he said. "And it's a rototiller. Not a lawnmower. This bed needs to be completely torn up. I didn't know you were home. You're never home." I glanced at the pickup truck parked in my driveway. My car was safely stored inside the garage. Of course he didn't know I was home. "Sorry. You woke me up," I explained. "I'll go inside now." I turned around and retreated with what little dignity I had left. The grass felt good against my bare feet. I couldn't stop thinking about his muscular forearms. Did he get them to be so strong from landscaping or from beating off? My legs were as naked as my feet. My house was on a slope and I was headed up it. Could he see my everything under my robe as I climbed the slope? Did I want him to see my everything?