Daddy's Milk

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Did you hear what happened to the farm that had a mad cow disease outbreak? It resulted in udder chaos! It’s happened again. I don’t know if it was a good or a bad thing…and at this point, I don’t care anymore. It’s starting to feel good for me. I can’t just summarize what He did…I have to give every gory detail about the occurrence. Call it venting. Call it therapy. I just need to let someone know so that it doesn’t devour my soul. Although my innocence has been taken from me, a part of me feels like I deserve it. But let me stop rambling on, and begin my story.

Summer break is always fun. I sit on the couch in the living room, breastfeeding Daddy’s eldest daughter. Well, his eldest daughter other than me. ‘Hey, slow down there… don’t drink too much.’ Whether your dad actually went out for milk or not, these jokes will have you laughing until you cry (or until your own milk runs dry). I let out a moan. This is the best feeling ever! I tell myself as daddy keeps rubbing. Daddy the slips one of his fingers inside my princess parts making me moan out loud. The following Friday, after enlisting another girlfriend to baby-sit, I dashed out the door to meet the lawyer at a bar. When I got inside, he waved. I didn't see the cuteness -- he had a receding hairline -- but maybe I was too nervous. Fiction Writing | Blog Writing | Creative Writing | Essay Writing | Letter Writing | Poetry Writing | Technical Writing | Story WritingAdvisory: This story contains adult themes 18+. It is intended for mature readers who love their erotica to be hot, steamy and rough! All characters are over eighteen, and no characters are related by blood. The milk was playing hide and seek, but I found it hiding in the fridge, it couldn’t handle the suspense.

A man walks into a library and asks for a pint of milk. The librarian says “this is a library”. The man whispers “sorry, a pint of milk please”.

I brought some spoiled milk to my first economics class. I heard we’d be learning about gross domestic products, and I thought bringing an example would give me extra credit.