Spilling the Milk 5. Sopping. Spilling, #5

Everything was perfect or terrible. I couldn't tell the difference. My many lovers were in love with my breasts and my milk. I had no idea where I was going with my life. It was as if things were out of my control. Everyone had different ideas about what I needed and should do with the special milky treat I could give them. I had choices to make. I didn't want to make choices. This is a 10, 000 word erotic novella that contains explicit sex and sexual descriptions of erotic lactation.
It focuses on explicit sex, erotic lactation, adult nursing relationships, risky sex, complicated sexual relationships, pegging, mild BDSM, body modification, and other sexually explicit themes and language that not all members of the public will enjoy. All characters are 18 or older. Excerpt:I licked my lips. "What do you mean?"Tristyn ran her hand along my thigh. "It's been a long time since I've truly been with another woman."My heart started thudding in my chest.
I wanted to give her two answers right away. "Yes!" and "No!"She clearly saw the fear and confusion on my face."It's okay; you don't have to if you don't want to. I was just offering."That made me love her all the more. I wasn't in love with my friend. I loved her as a friend. A friend with benefits. But that's a type of love. I couldn't tell her no."I want to say yes.""Then say yes, " she told me.