What happens when a sexually starved married woman discovers three young rugby players need exactly what she’s overproducing?
Sarah Matthews is forty-two years old, married to a man who barely looks at her, and producing litres of breast milk her body won’t stop making. She’s constantly leaking, constantly pumping and dumping milk down the sink, and constantly horny. Her husband David hasn’t given her a proper orgasm in over a year. She’s invisible. Forgotten. Just a mum with massive tits full of milk nobody wants.
Until she overhears her twenty-one-year-old neighbour Jake complaining about the ridiculous cost of protein supplements. He and his rugby teammates Connor and Dev need serious protein to bulk up for the season. Sarah’s got litres going to waste. The connection is immediate. Reckless. Absolutely filthy.
She propositions them over the garden fence in broad daylight. If they want natural, organic protein, she’ll provide it. But she’s not a charity—if she’s offering her body, she wants something in return. She wants to be fucked. Properly. Regularly. The way her husband hasn’t bothered to in months.
Jake shows up alone the next day. What follows is the first real orgasm Sarah’s had in over a year – kitchen counter sex whilst he drinks from her breasts and she teaches him exactly how to touch her, exactly how to make her scream. She discovers she loves corrupting younger men. Loves being in charge. Loves the power.
By the following Tuesday, all three lads arrive at her door. Sarah takes complete control, directing three eager cocks like she’s coaching a rugby match. She rides Jake on the sofa whilst Connor sucks her milk-heavy tits and Dev watches, learning. Then Connor bends her over the sofa arm and fucks her from behind whilst Dev’s cock fills her mouth. Sweet Dev gets his turn too; gentle, attentive, making her come on her own living room rug.
But why stop indoors? The heatwave is blazing, her garden is private enough, and Sarah’s never felt more alive. She takes all three of them outside in broad daylight. Sun loungers become stages for depravity. She rides Dev on the grass whilst Jake’s cock fills her mouth and Connor prepares her arse with lube. Triple penetration in her garden at two in the afternoon whilst her husband sits in an office in London, completely oblivious.
The routine establishes quickly: Tuesdays and Fridays, eleven in the morning until mid-afternoon, whilst David’s at work and baby Emma’s at nursery. Lactation feeding, group sex, rotating positions, milk and cum everywhere. Sarah’s producing even more now; her body responding to constant demand. She’s never been happier. Never felt more desired. Never been so thoroughly, repeatedly satisfied.
There’s no guilt. She tried being a good wife. It didn’t work. David treats her like furniture. These three treat her like a goddess. The choice is easy.
But when David starts calling during the day and asking questions, Sarah realises she might not be as careful as she thought. Her routine is established, her freezer is full of unexplained milk bags, and she’s already planning to expand her client base—a gym guy she met at Tesco just got her number.
The milk run continues. And Sarah’s only getting started.
Book 6 in Lily Corbett’s “TABOO TALES” series of hardcore and very taboo erotica.
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Trigger Warnings
Content Warning: This book contains:
- Explicit sexual content throughout (graphic detail)
- Lactation fetish (primary theme)
- Adultery/infidelity (married woman, no remorse)
- Significant age gap (42F/21M)
- Group sexual scenarios (MFM, multiple partners)
- Strong language and British profanity
- All characters are 21+ years old
- All acts are consensual
- Intended for mature audiences (18+)
