Everand Logo

Welcome to Everand!

  • Discover millions of ebooks, audiobooks, and so much more with a free trial

    Only $11.99/month after trial. Cancel anytime.

    Milked @ Midnight: Milking Lactating Adult Nursing Virgin Brat Erotica
    Milked @ Midnight: Milking Lactating Adult Nursing Virgin Brat Erotica
    Milked @ Midnight: Milking Lactating Adult Nursing Virgin Brat Erotica
    Ebook34 pages25 minutes

    Milked @ Midnight: Milking Lactating Adult Nursing Virgin Brat Erotica

    By Nikita Storm

    5/5

    ()

    Read preview

    About this ebook

    As nightmares plague Barbie’s sleep, she’s led to a mysterious farmhouse in the middle of the night where she meets Alan. Explaining her situation, Alan realizes that she’s the one he needs to complete his experiment. Wearing little more than a nightie, Barbie walks into Alan’s house untouched and naive, and leaves a woman.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherPublishdrive
    Release dateJul 23, 2018
    Milked @ Midnight: Milking Lactating Adult Nursing Virgin Brat Erotica

    Read more from Nikita Storm

    Related to Milked @ Midnight

    Related ebooks

    Erotica For You

    View More
    View More

    Related podcast episodes

    Related articles

    • Article

      Soul On Sale

      Aug 10, 2022

      I was waiting for the call at the telephone booth. I’d been waiting for fourteen or seventeen minutes and finally, I decided to leave. It was pointless. I only had a 20-dollar bill on me and no coins for the slot. Hard rain was coming, some type of s

      9 min read

    • Article

      Choosing the Flowers

      Oct 10, 2022

      Choosing the Flowers
      10 min read

    • Article

      Planetesimal

      Aug 15, 2022

      Planetesimal
      3 min read

    • Article

      For The LOVE Of BOOKS

      Sep 1, 2019

      Houshang Moradi Kermani is one of Iran’s most famous writers. This story is from The Tales of Majid, a collection of stories about a boy named Majid who is raised by his grandmother, Bibi, in the rural Iran of sixty years ago. MASH ASSADOLLAH WAS th

      7 min read

    • Article

      Good Bones

      Mar 19, 2020

      Good Bones
      18 min read

    • Article

      After “The End”

      Oct 10, 2022

      I walked down the road with a hunched back and a wet cigarette in my mouth—the fire had died a while back. My hands were tucked into the pockets of my jacket, and my hair fell over my face, limiting my sight. But I wasn’t really seeing where I was go

      10 min read

    • Article

      The Joke

      Sep 1, 2020

      Although best known for his 1953 novel Fahrenheit 451, Ray Bradbury was also a prolific writer of short stories, having published his first while still a teenager. This previously unpublished story likely dates to 1950, the year The Martian Chronicle

      5 min read

    • Article

      A Good Samaritan

      Dec 6, 2022

      It was hot that day, hot for the morning and hot for April and with a stickiness in the air that suggested something had to break. I was headed up the street to ask my neighbor Meech to give me a jump when I heard a scream come from the fourplex next

      10 min read

    • Article

      In the STARS

      Jul 6, 2022

      In the STARS
      3 min read

    • Article

      Puppy Love

      Mar 19, 2021

      Puppy Love
      5 min read

    • Article

      I, Von Economo

      Oct 10, 2022

      I’d never seen a Bentley Mulsanne in the flesh, not even in the chop shops where I sold the luxury cars I boosted. Yet there it was, parked behind an inner-city soup kitchen with its signature hood ornament of silver wings stretched wide to the heave

      12 min read

    • Article

      Abby

      Feb 26, 2019

      Abby
      11 min read

    • Article

      The Devil You Know

      Jul 10, 2021

      I met the Devil today. He was walking down main street, right by the undertaker in B____, which is a little town near here, and which, for obvious reasons, I’d better not name. I recognized him straight away because he had furry legs with hooves for

      8 min read

    • Article

      Soul Reader

      Mar 10, 2022

      A woman, a bird, a Pterodactyl? The thing came fast from the shadows, wings fluttered under the glow of one solitary lamp above the docks. I should never have had that last drink with Deny. I was drunk—maybe… sure, that was it—hallucinations. Her win

      26 min read

    • Article

      Kids & Angels

      Jun 25, 2019

      Kids & Angels
      4 min read

    • Article

      A Perfect Match

      Apr 5, 2021

      It’s my sister’s fault that I’m standing outside a hair salon on the Saturday of my anniversary, too scared to go in. I’m not sure I was this nervous on my actual wedding day. Androulla had been bugging me for months that my look needed “updating” an

      7 min read

    • Article

      Now That I’ve Arrived

      Dec 30, 2020

      Now That I’ve Arrived
      5 min read

    • Article

      Out Of My TREE

      May 11, 2021

      Out Of My TREE
      3 min read

    • Article

      We Don't Talk About That Here

      Nov 4, 2021

      We Don't Talk About That Here
      4 min read

    • Article

      Mature Adults In Your Area

      Aug 8, 2022

      I would say that I don’t normally do this kind of thing, except that on and off over the months and years, I’ve done “these kinds of things” too many times for that to be true. So yeah, I go on dates from time to time. This recent guy wouldn’t choose

      6 min read

    • Article

      Righteous

      Jan 22, 2019

      Righteous
      8 min read

    • Article

      Do Not Drop

      Jan 1, 2020

      Do Not Drop
      2 min read

    • Article

      The Change

      Aug 8, 2019

      The Change
      10 min read

    • Article

      Metaphors

      Mar 10, 2023

      I’m knitting on my front porch when a car roars to a stop in front of my house. It’s a red Mustang convertible, top down on this warm Thursday afternoon in June. Two girls sit in the front, two in the back. They smile and wave at me. I smile back tho

      8 min read

    • Article

      Ice cream DREAMS

      Aug 4, 2021

      Ice cream DREAMS
      8 min read

    • Article

      Night Light

      Oct 25, 2019

      Night Light
      3 min read

    • Article

      Austin Heat

      Aug 2, 2018

      Austin Heat
      6 min read

    • Article

      Coffee Ghosts

      Jan 6, 2022

      Coffee Ghosts
      7 min read

    • Article

      Chosen

      Aug 2, 2018

      Chosen
      10 min read

    Related categories

    Reviews for Milked @ Midnight

    5/5

    2 ratings0 reviews

    What did you think?

    Tap to rate

    Review must be at least 10 words

      Book preview

      Milked @ Midnight - Nikita Storm

      Story

      Hot Preview:

      I knocked loudly on the farmhouse door. Once, twice, three times.

      Come on! I hissed, looking at my watch. It was near midnight. Please! I begged the door to open, willing it to do my bidding.

      I shivered uncontrollably. I wasn't in any way shape or form dressed for this. Hell, I shouldn't even be here. I should be home in bed, but I just couldn't sleep. Not anymore.

      I was just about to knock again when the door opened and the porch light flicked on, momentarily blinding me.

      Yes, Miss? The - thank God - male voice groggily answered from the other side.

      I looked up into the eyes of my savior and smiled. He was just what I needed.

      I'm so cold! I said, rubbing my arms together as I shivered again. Can I come in?

      The hunky farmer poked his head outside and looked around cautiously, then nodded.

      Sure. What's a pretty woman like you doing out in the middle of a cold night like this?

      Thank you! I said, brushing against him as I entered his warm, cozy house. It's a long story...

      Well, I guess you better get talking, he said, smiling faintly at me.

      My heart sped up and I blushed furiously. He was everything I hoped for. Tall, very muscular and extremely good looking.

      Even though I only saw them briefly, his eyes etched themselves into my brain. They were the deepest blue that you could imagine.

      Even though he was busy with something in the kitchen, I flushed harder as I realized that the nightgown I was wearing was see-through and those haunting, beautiful eyes saw me.

      Oh God, I whispered.

      What was that? The hunky farmer peeked around the kitchen corner.

      Uh, nothing! I lied.

      The hot chocolate will be ready in a minute. Just warm up by the fire and then you can explain why you woke me up in the middle of the night.

      He was mad at me! I flushed darker, thinking of the real reason I was here.

      Would he believe me?

      Would he help?

      I didn't even know his name.

      Milked @ Midnight

      Copyright © 2018 by Nikita Storm

      This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or

      Enjoying the preview?
      Page 1 of 1