The Cougar's Milk

I was just a young, dumb, innocent college boy with a thing for older women. Getting involved with Emmabeth seemed like the perfect summer fling. No strings attached. Nice and easy.

She was nice. The sex was easy.

But I was too easily drawn into her special little secret.

She wasn’t just a cougar, a woman with a thing for younger men.

She was a lactating cougar. Kinky sure, but I never expected her to draw me in so easily.

And I never expected her to draw others in as well.

This is a 50,000 word erotic novelle that contains explicit sex and sexual descriptions of erotic lactation. It focuses on explicit sex, sex between adults of significant age difference, an adult nursing relationship, risky sex, complicated sexual relationships, and other sexually explicit themes and language that not all members of the public will enjoy.

All characters are 18 or older.

Originally published in five parts.

Excerpt:

It seemed like easy money. Just be a gardener for the summer. A few hours a day. I had a bunch of summer jobs, all under the table, and I was being paid well.

Emmabeth was in her forties; at least I guessed that she was. She said she was a teacher and had the summer off. She was also totally hot, but in an older woman way. Not too old and not at all out of shape; she was like a classic sports car. Bright and shiny and completely worthy of admiration, even if she was out of date and not the best and greatest any longer.

I had a lot to learn.

Her hair was blonde, but I wondered if she dyed it. What really struck me was that she had sea-green eyes.

Well, that and the fact when I met her she was wearing cut off jean shorts and a top that would be better suited for the beach than the backyard garden.

Her breasts weren’t huge, but she filled out the cropped tank top more than adequately.

I hope she didn’t catch me checking out her chest.