1. The Island, Chapter 29


    Date: 7/21/2015, Categories: Fiction, Black, Consensual Sex, Erotica, Group Sex, Interracial, Lactation, Latina, Males / Females, Romance, Author: Paperbackwriter, Rating: 93, Source: sexstories.com

    productive pullet some of the stalks of grain the local poultry seemed to prefer. I wandered the beach as others began to wake, and realized that soon Gabrielle would come calling, wanting to feed me breakfast. Again I wondered who else I could enlist to help. I loved drinking her milk, but it was a little daunting to be expected to drain her every day. I sort of wanted it to be an occasional indulgence, not an obligation. I had just reached the cheerleaders’ camp at the end of the beach (barely noticing the young lovelies in their sleep attire, I assure you) when I had another brilliant idea. Seeing Megan and Emma lying next to each other and yawning, I realized that here was a duo who would fully appreciate all that Gabrielle had to offer. I approached the two hesitantly. “Hey, ladies?” “Hey, Dave,” Emma said, stretching. “Good morning.” “What’s up?” Megan asked, running her fingers through her tangled blonde hair. “Um, you two are into girls, right?” I asked, a little self-consciously. I didn’t want to annoy them. They both looked at me. “Yeah. Is that a problem?” “No. I think it’s great!” Well, that didn’t sound perverted at all. “I mean, I don’t mind. I’ve got no issues with it. I just wanted to confirm before I floated an idea by you.” They stared at me fixedly, and I wondered how well this was going to go. “You guys know Gabrielle, right?” “The French chick? Yeah,” said Emma. “Well…did you know that she’s a wet nurse?” Megan looked at me blankly, scratching her back. ...
    I tried not to notice her pert breasts thrusting at me through her thin tank top. “What does that mean?” “She breast feeds other people’s babies.” I paused a moment, then let the other shoe drop. “And other people, too, sometimes.” They looked fascinated. “You mean, like, right from her boobs?” asked Emma incredulously. “Yeah. It used to be more common back in the day, and she tells me it’s gaining favor again, especially among adults.” “So what’s that got to do with us?” the blonde asked. “Well, she needs someone to help her empty her breasts every day so she doesn’t get too swollen and lose her milk. Are you two interested?” They looked at me in surprise, mouths hanging open. Emma murmured to Megan, “What do you think?” “I’m up for it if you are, babe,” she answered, taking her friend’s hand. “Great!” I said. “Why don’t I introduce you to her.” I walked over to Gabrielle, the two teens in tow, and introduced them to each other. “They’re interested in helping you with nursing duties for a few days,” I told the Frenchwoman. “Ah, merci madmoiselles!” Gabrielle enthused. “Je suis tres reconnaissant—grateful. Shall we start?” “You mean, like, now?” asked Megan in surprise. “Oui. It is better in the morning for me.” I walked with them to the end of the beach, behind the rock outcrop. The busty wet nurse whipped off her top, and the two cheerleaders seemed mesmerized by the dripping, swaying breasts in front of them. Gabrielle sat on the log near the stream, and directed the two ...
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