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You Need Some Milk

Content Warning: R-18, Fantasy-Smut, Fetishes. Luke Hunter was once an average dairy farmer who lived in the countryside and supplied milk to a large company. After getting involved in a work-related accident, he dies a virgin and gets reincarnated into a fantasy world as the son of a very rich and powerful noble. Even though his noble family's domain is still in the countryside, this new life is nothing like the previous one. He has Money He has Magic. He has a System. ... And he has a big PP! Watch as Luke Hunter, the last born of the Hunter Noble Family, and only male heir to the Dukedom, begins to achieve his dream of tasting the breastmilk of women belonging to every single race in this fantasy world. The journey of Milk Harvesting is just beginning! ==========================

Booba_Lord · Fantasie
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60 Chs

Submission [part 1(18+)]

With my heart pounding heavily, I gently grab Alvida's waist from behind, my fingers digging into the flesh of her waist. And then I aim for where several nerve endings are located, making her body shudder.

She gasps in  shock as she feels my hands on her waist and quickly turns her head towards me. But before she can speak, I seal her mouth with my lips, removing my hands from her waist and holding her face in place instead.

Surprisingly, she doesn't fight back as she also starts kissing me fiercely, her back slowly lowering on the bed.

With me now on top of her on the bed, I continue to kiss her fiercely, our tongues intertwining. I let my tongue go deep into the orifice of her mouth, causing her to gently bite my lower lip in response— that she is enjoying it. 

The kissing grows more intense as Alvida's legs spread wider, our hips grinding together with every movement. I'm not usually one to enjoy kissing this much, but with Alvida, I can't seem to get enough of her soft, irresistible lips and the way her arms cling tightly around my back.

As our passion builds, I start fondling her breasts through the thin fabric of her nightgown. They're surprisingly firm, as though untouched before, making every touch feel more electric.

Suddenly, a notification flashes in my mind.

<Exclusive Skill: Milk Harvesting (Level 1) Activate>

My skill activates on its own, catching me off guard.

'Wait, can the system sense my intentions, or is this some hidden feature?' I wonder, momentarily distracted.

However, I quickly realize that I haven't yet met the system's conditions to trigger Alvida's lactation.

In the heat of the moment, I yank Alvida's nightgown, ripping the top part off and revealing her large perky breasts with pink cherries (nipples) on top of them.

"Iyaaaan~"

For a split second, I see anger flash on Alvida's as I tore her nightgown, but I quickly wiped away the expression from her face by planting my lips on one of her nipples, circling my tongue around it. At the same time, I use my idle hand to play with her second nipple by putting a little saliva on it when circling my finger around it too.

Seeing her make lustful faces from the stimulation, I knew I was on the right track. I just needed to…

Suddenly, I pull my mouth away from her nipple and pinch both nipples between my thumb and index fingers, squeezing them hard.

"IYAAAAAAANNN!" She lets out a powerful moan, a mix of pain and pleasure that tells me I'm still on the right path.

To my surprise, as I pinch her nipples, a pale, creamy liquid begins to leak out.

'It's here!' I inwardly explode with excitement.

Without hesitation, I latch my mouth onto one of her erect nipples, drinking the milk that bursts into my mouth. It's mildly sweet, creamy, with a hint of nuttiness—completely different from Lana's.

Meanwhile, Alvida is utterly shocked, her eyes wide as milk flows endlessly from her E-cup breasts.

For over five minutes, I keep sucking her nipples, drinking the milk as it flows. But to my surprise, her breasts don't stop producing milk. Milk continues to pour out, soaking the bed. As much as it pains me to see such beautiful milk go to waste, I have more important matters to attend to.

Getting milk is always my top priority, and it always will be. However, I want the process of milking each of my women to be unique. Doing it the same way every time would be dull and, frankly, unprofessional.

On top of that, how I treat each of my women during sex depends on their specific fetishes. Every woman has a fetish; all you have to do is discover it.

Lana's fetish is being treated like trash in bed, while Alvida's is…

Raising my upper body from the bed, I lift the fabric of Alvida's nightgown, exposing her neatly shaved pussy. Compared to Lana's pussy, the first I experienced in this world, Alvida's delicate vulva stands out, framed by a well-trimmed V-shaped patch of hair. The contrast between her smooth skin and the carefully groomed hair adds a refined, sensual touch to her appearance.

With renewed focus, I yank her panties the rest of the way off, drawing a soft protest from Alvida.

"T-That panty is expensive!" she says, her voice tremulous.

Ignoring her, I gaze down at her slick, wet pussy, fully lubricated and ready for penetration. A wave of euphoria sweeps over me.

Without hesitation, I grip my now fully erect cock and press it against the opening of her vagina.

"W-Wait… I AM A—"

"This is for the slap you gave me the other day," I say, cutting her off before ramming my cock into her dripping wet pussy.