by Reed James
As I teased her butthole with my finger, I asked her, “I'm surprised your pussy's shaved.”
“Mitch,” she groaned. “Makes me wax it. He likes me bare.”
“I like it, too,” I purred, my finger sinking gently into her hot rear, disappearing up to my first joint. “But you should shave because you want to.”
“Is that why you shaved?” she gasped, her asshole squeezing as my finger sank all the way into her warm depths, then I drew it back out, enjoying her quivering beneath me.
“Yeah. I did it before my interview,” I answered, burying my finger back into her tight asshole.
“Oh, for the...um...job?” she asked, then squealed as I worked my finger faster in and out of her bowels.
“Yep!”
“And that hummingbird tattoo?” Her ass squeezed about my finger and a groan escaped her lips.
“Nope. Drunken sorority night,” I laughed. “But she's paying off now.”
“I say she...oh, wow!” A shudder surged through Yurika. “That feels...amazing, Melody! So wrong, but so...”
“Wonderful,” I purred, then pulled my finger out of her anus, sliding it down her taint, and teased her wet pussy with it.
“Uh, yes!” she sighed as my finger penetrated her hot sheath. “That's even nicer.”
I buried my face between her soft cheeks and tongued her sour ass. Her gasps were sweet music to my ears. I worked my tongue in deeper, her ass clenching about my questing organ. I loved how hot and rough she felt, and savored the naughty flavor.
“Oh, my!” she gasped. “That's so nasty, Melody!”
“But you taste so wonderful, Yurika!”
I delved back into her ass, sliding my body around on her supple back. Pleasure generated by my hard nipples rubbing against her silky skin shot straight to my clitoris. My nub begged to enlarge and grow into a full futa dick.
I let it!
My clitoris tingled as it swelled, pressed between her supple back and my taut belly. New pleasure shuddered through me as my clitoris transformed into a futa cock, the sensitive tip slipping easily across her slippery skin, pleasure throbbing through me; I moaned into her ass.
“Oh, yes!” Yurika gasped as I rimmed her ass and shoved two fingers into her juicy pussy. My hips pumped my futa cock into her back, and I delighted in the way it glided across her skin, pleasure building inside my core as the tip of my shaft tingled. “Umm, Melody, what's that your rubbing on my back?”
“What does it feel like?”
“A...penis. But that can't be possible.”
I didn't answer. Instead, I dove back into her tasty ass, humping hard against her silky back. I curled my fingers inside her pussy, searching for her G-spot. She moaned and gasped as I explored all her wet depths.
“Oh, wow! What are you doing to me?”
“Loving you!”
I tongued her asshole even harder, and slid my fingers deeper inside her. My own pleasure grew as I humped faster. I worshiped her anus. She gasped and shook, her pussy tightening on my probing fingers as I found that sensitive bundle of nerves—her G-spot.
“What!” she gasped, her body shuddering beneath me. “Oh, wow! Oh, my! I've never!”
Her writhing body shivered and quaked beneath me, driving my cock and nipples to distraction with wonderful sensations. Her ass clenched about my face as she climaxed hard, her pussy spasming about my fingers and flooding my hand with fresh juices.
“Oh, my God!” she groaned. “Yes! Yes! So amazing!”
My cock boiled over and I moaned into her tasty asshole. My cum erupted across her back, and I shuddered every time another blast exploded out of my futa cock. My entire body spasmed as I had my release, leaving a wonderful glow of pleasure and rapture behind.
“Oh, wow!” gasped Yurika. “What was that?”
“You had an orgasm,” I panted, resting my cheek on her smooth butt.
“That was an orgasm?”
“Your first, huh?”
“Uh-huh,” she sighed. “I never knew they were so intense! Thank you, Melody!”
“Trust me, the pleasure was all mine!”
She giggled, then asked, “Did you just cum on my back?”
“Yeah,” I smiled.
“How?” Curiosity burned in her voice.
I slid of her back, standing up, my futa cock half-hard and dripping a drop of cum. She rolled over, her delightful, perky breasts jiggling. Her dark eyes widened when she saw my shaft, her pink tongue licking her lips.
I began to harden.
“Futanari!” she gasped.
“Yep!” I grinned, surprised she knew the word. “My clitoris transforms into a cock.”
“Wow!” she bit her lips. “Are you...”
“Going to fuck you?”
She nodded as I knelt on the mattress between her legs; her dark eyes never left my cock. I touched her thigh, pushing them open, her pussy pink and wet, a beautiful flower. “Do you want me to fuck you?”
“I...yes! I've always wanted to...be with a dickgirl. Ever since I saw a Hentai with one.”
“What's a Hentai?”
“Japanese porn,” she smiled. “Futanari is very big there!” Then her eyes widened. “Ms. Futa 'N Ari's Massage Parlor. It's so obvious.”
I nodded, sliding my hands up her warm thighs, electricity arcing between us. I shuddered; she shivered. “Do you want to be my futa slut?” I purred.
“Yes!” she gasped, her face coming alive. “I want it so bad! Stick your big, futa cock inside my cauldron and stir me up!”
I smiled, pleased that I had set her desires free. My hands reached her groin, then up her flat stomach. She was quite gorgeous: small breasts rising up like conical peaks, topped with dark, hard nipples; creamy, olive skin; dark, slanted eyes surrounded by heavy lashes; and a porcelain face surrounded by blue-black hair. I let my fingers play across her flesh, nearing her tits, her stomach quivering beneath my touch.
“I'm going to stick my futa dick in your wet pussy and fuck you until you scream and cum!”
She let out a cute moan, her hands reaching out and grasping mine, pulling me up to her breasts. I smiled as I squeezed her pliant tits, enjoying the way her mouth opened to sigh as I fingered her nipples. Then I crawled up her body, my breasts sliding across her belly, my hair falling on her smooth skin, and my tits brushing into her mounds. I lowered my face and kissed her lips, pushing my tongue into her mouth. She moaned into me, her arms wrapping around my back.
Her kiss was sweet and gentle, but full of her newly awakened passion. I had to have her; she would be the first woman I had ever fucked with my cock. All throughout my training, Veronica had never let me fuck anyone. “I want you to give all that built-up passion to your first client,” she had said. And I had a lot of built-up passion.
It was time to pop my futa cherry!
I moved my hips, nudging my cock's head into her pussy, groaning as I slid through her silky pussy lips, searching for that wet, hot, wonderful hole. I had to experience what a pussy felt like around my futa dick. I thrust again, finding her labia. Her lips gave way, spreading open, wrapping silk around my shaft, and I slid inside her.
I groaned into her kiss. No wonder guys were so eager to fuck me. Having your cock buried in a tight, wet pussy was amazing!
Heavenly!
Nirvana!
I never wanted this feeling to end.
I pumped into her; our lips locked together, her hands roaming my back. Our breasts and nipples rubbed together, more wonderful sensations adding to the amazing pleasure my futa dick was experiencing inside Yurika's pussy. The rubber air mattress squeaked as I drove faster and faster into her, shifting and sliding on the wooden floor from my energetic thrusts.
“Oh, God!” I groaned, breaking our kiss. “Oh, fuck! You feel so amazing, Yurika!”
“You're stirring me up, Melody!” she moaned. “It has never felt this fantastic before.” Her thighs wrapped around my waist. “I think I'm going to cum again!”
> “Cum on my cock, futa slut!” I hissed in her ear.
“Oh, yes!” Her hips bucked beneath me, eager to feel my cock reaming her pussy deeper and harder.
Our flesh slapped together, our bodies slipping across the air mattress as my thrust became more frantic. Her back slid off, landing on the wooden floor, and the mattress shot out from beneath us. We gasped, and the impact drove my futa dick deep inside her.
We didn't let this stop us.
“Fuck me!” she gasped. “Make me cum! Stir me up! I love being fucked by a futanari!”
“Cum! Cum, my little, futa slut!”
“Yes! Yes! I'm...uhh...going to cum!”
Her pussy spasmed around my girth, massaging my cock. Her eyes rolled up in her head, and she gasped. So cute. I thumbed one of her hard nipples, slowing my rhythm to hard, deep thrusts, and enjoyed her passion writhing beneath me.
“Yes! Yes!” she screamed, shuddered, then fell still.
I buried in her, nuzzling her neck as her orgasm faded, enjoying the wonderful, wet warmth of her pussy. I licked up to her ear, sucking on her lobe, and whispered, “I told you I'd make you scream.”
She smiled. “Yes, you did.”
Her smile was so cute, I couldn't resist kissing her.
“You haven't cum yet, Melody.”
I smiled at her, stroking her cheek. “Maybe you could help me with that.”
“How?” Her smile grew playful. She was such a wonderful creature once her barriers were brought down.
I hugged her and rolled us onto my back, the wood hard beneath me. “Sit up.”
She rose, shifting her legs and her pussy slid about my cock; I groaned. Her breasts jiggled and her eyes went wide. Almost experimentally, she lifted up and came back down on my cock, an amazed smile growing on her lips.
“Keep riding me. You'll love it.”
She nodded, rising up and sliding down, sighing as she rode me. I reached up and toyed with her dark nipples; her pussy squeezed on my cock. She moaned, tossing her head, her blue-black hair flying about her shoulders.
“Oh, yes, Melody!” she groaned. “Your dick's hitting all these wonderful spots inside me!”
“Your pussy is stroking and loving my cock!” I gasped. “Your pussy loves my dick!”
“Definitely! I love your futa cock! I'm a futa slut!”
I squeezed her tit, drinking in her beauty. My cock ached, all the pleasure gathering in the tip, ready to burst out and flood her pussy with my girl-cum. Every rise and fall of her hips brought me closer to that amazing moment.
“I'm going to cum, Yurika! Can I cum in you?”
“Yes!” she gasped. “Yes! Yes! Yes! I want to feel a futanari cum in my pussy!”
She slammed down, leaned forward, and ground her clitoris into my groin. She supported herself on her arms, her flushed, porcelain face above mine, her blue-black hair falling around our faces. I stared into her dark eyes and she stared into my hazels.
I saw eternity in those depths.
I came in her pussy.
“Yes!” I groaned.
It!
Was!
Magical!
Stars danced around us and our cries of passion made a sweet melody, echoing through the small room. She collapsed on me; her heaving breath warm on my neck. I gasped for air, my cock shrinking out of her embrace, returning to its original state—my clitoris.
I held her. I didn't want to ever let her go. Not after that wonderful experience.
After a few minutes, to my disappointment, Yurika stood up, breaking our embrace. She held out her hand. I took it—warmth flushed through me. She led me to the stool next to the tub. She grabbed the shower head, turning it on, and moving the head around my body. Warm water sprayed me, and her hands were soft as she washed the nuru gel off me, teasing my nipples in the process, a loving smile on her face.
The only light in the room was the flickering from the vanilla-scented candles; it was the most romantic moment of my life. I never wanted that shower head to stop spraying water on me, or her hands to stop roving my body.
But she finished, and it was my turn to wash her. I ran the shower head across her lithe figure, washing her clean. She smiled and sighed as I worked the spray around her nipples, and she shuddered when I moved it between her thighs, washing my cum out of her pussy, my fingers playing with her silky hair. When we were finished, we slipped into the warm tub. She pressed against me, my arm wrapping around her shoulders. We didn't speak, we only soaked in the water's warmth.
My emotions were a confused jumble inside me. Something profound had happened between us, something I hadn't expected. I had only wanted to cuckold my boss, a petty revenge for all the hell he had piled on me. But Yurika turned out to be so special and wonderful. I almost felt guilty for using her.
Almost.
Finally, she stirred. I glanced at her beautiful, doll's face. “Melody,” she whispered, her cheeks flushing. Then she looked down, a demure gazelle. “My husband has to work late because...”
“I quit?”
She nodded her head, a smile playing at the corner of her lips. “Would you like to have dinner with me? If you're not busy, of course.”
“Are you asking me out on a date?”
Her blush deepened, but she nodded her head without any timidity.
How could I say no? I cupped her face and kissed her. It was time to move on from the ruins of my marriage. It was time to live again.
To be continued...
My Futa-Loving Girlfriend
Futanari Massage 5
(A Story of the Aphrodite Sisterhood Universe)
by
Reed James
My Futa-Loving Girlfriend
My finger trailed down the client's back; she shivered as I caressed the divot at the small of her back, a brief pit-stop before I moved to her glorious ass, plump and golden-brown. Since receiving my futa cock a month ago, I had come to appreciate a fine, Latina ass.
And Sofia had an amazing one!
“Oh, Melody,” Sofia sighed. “Don't tease me! My husband has been such a boor this week. I need a nice, hard cum!”
“You don't want me to even pretend to massage you?”
“No!” she moaned, wiggling her rear, making those gorgeous cheeks jiggle. “I need to be fucked hard by a futa cock!”
“Then bend your pretty ass over the table,” I commanded, giving her shapely rear a smack.
She slid off the table, her lovely breasts bouncing and swaying, topped by fat, chocolate nipples, a pair of Hershey kisses. She bent over, wiggling that bubbly ass at me. My clitoris tingled, and I let it swell up, growing and transforming into a futa cock.
Thank you, Aphrodite, I prayed to the Goddess that had gifted me with this wonderful dick.
I smacked Sofia's ass with my cock. “Is this what you want?”
“Yes!” she hissed. “I need it! A regular cock just doesn't satisfy me any longer! You futas have ruined me!”
“You love it,” I hissed, smacking my cock against her plump rear again, leaving a wet, glistening patch of precum.
“I do!” She wiggled that ass. “Fuck me! Give me what I need!”
And that kept the money flowing in at Ms. Futa 'N Ari's Massage Parlor. I was making bank now that the clients knew I could handle my futa dick as well as the rest of the masseuses, and it was only a month or so away from when I'd be running the second parlor for Simone and Becky, bringing the pleasures of a futanari to a whole new group of women when it opens.
“Beg louder!” I hissed, smacking her ass some more, pleasure surging through my cock every time it slapped that wonderful, golden-brown ass; Sofia loved to be treated like a dirty slut.
“Fuck my pussy!” she screamed. “I'm a futa slut that needs a hard, futa cock reaming my naughty, married cunt!”
“I'm here to please!” I groaned and drove into her wet pussy.
Nothing felt better than being buried to the hilt inside a woman's sheath. Warm, wet, spongy flesh wrap
ped tight around my shaft, gripping my dick as I pulled out, and milking my cock as I drove in. I plunged fast and hard into her hot snatch, my groin slapping against her flesh.
“You like that, futa slut?” I demanded.
“Yes!” she groaned, flashing a frenzied look over her shoulder. “Fuck my pussy! Oh, yes! My husband can't fuck me this hard!”
Her asscheeks rippled every time I buried into her. I dug my fingers into her hips, the massage table she was bent over rocking back and forth, threatening to fall over. I didn't care. I was buried to the hilt in hot cunt.
“Fuck me! Fuck me!” she chanted over and over.
“You love my cock, don't you, slut?”
“I do! I love being fucked by a futa-girl!”
My passion was overflowing, gathering at the tip of my dick. That amazing, powerful moment drew near, and all that mattered was the pleasure growing at the end of my cock. I tensed, about to erupt my cum into her juicy hole.
“Cum on my cock!” I moaned. “Let me feel your pussy spasm on my futa dick!”
“Keep fucking me this hard and I will!” Sofia shouted.
I thrust hard and deep, my orgasm nearing. My breasts jiggled up and down, topped by hard nipples. I raised up my right hand and pinched one; pleasure shuddered through me, bringing my futa cock closer to erupting. But I held off—the client hadn't cum.
“Let me feel your cunt explode!” I groaned, smacking her ass with my left hand, those lush cheeks dancing. “Cum for me, my pretty, married, futa slut!”
“Oh, fuck! Gonna cum! Oh, yes! Oh, fucking yes!” Sofia screamed. “That's it, Melody!”
Her pussy convulsed about my dick—the best feeling in the world. Warm, wet silk massaged me, hungry for my futa cum. I drew back, groaning as her cunt squeezed my shaft. Then, moaning, I buried all the way into her and unleashed a flood of cum into her tunnel.
“Yes! Oh, yes!” I grunted as my pleasure gushed out of me. I drew back and thrust in again, her pussy milking the last of my spunk out.
“Wonderful,” she murmured.
I pulled out; my white cum trickled out of her hole.
Sofia climbed up onto the massage table, laying her head on a round, pink bolster, and closed her dark eyes. I bet down and kissed her cheek. “Sweet dreams.”