Becoming a Hermaphrodite
Copyright© 2026 by Just Another Smut Writer
Chapter 51
Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 51 - I never set out to become a hedonistic, promiscuous hermaphrodite, but once it happened, I embraced every inch of the change without a single regret.
Caution: This Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Mult Consensual Romantic Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual Hermaphrodite Futanari Slut Wife Incest Mother Father Daughter Spanking Group Sex Anal Sex Analingus Cream Pie Double Penetration First Facial Masturbation Oral Sex Sex Toys Squirting Water Sports Transformation AI Generated
Group Indulgence - Thursday, April 2, Afternoon
I picked Holly up in front of her office building right on time. She climbed into the passenger seat with a shy smile, smoothing her skirt over her knees. The drive to Carol’s place was quiet at first, but the tension between us crackled. I reached over and rested my hand on her thigh, giving it a gentle squeeze. Holly placed her hand on top of mine and didn’t pull away.
When we arrived, Carol’s living room was already warm with soft lighting and the low murmur of conversation. Carol and Linda had kicked off their shoes and were arranging a tray of cheese, crackers, and wine on the coffee table. Both women looked up as we walked in, their eyes bright with anticipation.
Holly sat by Carol on one couch while I took the spot beside Linda on the other couch. Carol poured wine and handed glasses around before leaning back with a playful grin.
“So,” Carol began, turning to Holly, “You’ve never had sex with a woman before, have you?”
Holly’s cheeks flushed deep pink. She shook her head. “No. I’ve never even really kissed a woman until last night.”
Carol’s smile softened. “How was the kiss?”
Holly glanced at me, then back at Carol. “Soft. Gentle. Loving. Passionate. You’re a great kisser, Mary.”
I smiled at her. “Thanks. So are you.”
Carol hooked a finger under Holly’s chin and turned her head. She leaned in and pressed a brief, tender kiss to Holly’s lips. Holly’s eyes fluttered shut for a moment. When Carol pulled back and looked into her eyes, Holly leaned forward on her own and kissed Carol again, deeper this time.
I turned toward Linda. My hand slid up the inside of her silk-covered thigh, pushing her skirt higher. Linda’s breath hitched. Her hands clutched at my back through my blouse as we began to kiss, tongues sliding together.
Out of the corner of my eye I watched Carol’s fingers work slowly down the buttons of Holly’s blouse. Holly clutched at Carol’s shoulders, kissing her with growing hunger. Carol pulled back just enough to murmur, “You’re a great kisser too.”
Linda slipped out of my grasp and stood. She pulled Holly to her feet. “I want a turn.”
Linda took Holly’s head in her hands and they kissed, Holly’s hands roaming over Linda’s back while Carol slid Holly’s blouse off her shoulders and unhooked her bra. Carol’s nails traced slow lines down Holly’s bare back. Linda broke the kiss, breathing hard. “You are a great kisser.”
I stood and stripped off my blouse and skirt, leaving me in stockings, a lace thong, and matching bra. I sashayed over, hips swinging, and hip-bumped Linda aside. “My turn.”
Before pulling Holly into my arms I gently tugged her bra away. “Your breasts are beautiful,” I whispered, cupping them. Holly moaned softly. I drew her close and kissed her deeply, grinding my hardening cock against her groin through my thong. She gasped into my mouth when she felt the rigid length press against her.
Carol unzipped Holly’s skirt and let it fall. Linda stripped down to her lingerie. Carol reached around Holly from behind, pinching and tweaking her nipples. Holly moaned louder. I slid my fingers over her clit through her panties, rubbing in slow circles while I bent to nip and suck at her pink nipples.
Linda moved in to kiss Holly again. Carol stripped naked behind her. Linda and I eased Holly onto her back on the couch. While Linda kissed her, I hooked my fingers in Holly’s panties and slid them down her legs. I ran my fingers through the dense hair on her mound, gently tugging the hairs.
Carol slid between Holly’s spread thighs and lowered her mouth to her cunt. Holly cried out as Carol’s tongue began to lap at her folds. I stripped Linda’s bra and panties away. Linda moved to straddle Holly’s face, but Holly pulled back, eyes wide.
“Wait ... no. I can’t ... that’s yucky.”
Carol and Linda backed off immediately, moving to the other couch with quick kisses and soft caresses. I lay down beside Holly, gave her a quick kiss, and asked gently, “What’s wrong, sweetie?”
Holly’s voice was small. “I can’t lick that. It’s yucky.”
I stroked her hair. “Did it look like I thought it was yucky last night?”
She shook her head and giggled. “Definitely not.”
I smiled. “Was blowing Jason last night yucky?”
Holly laughed softly. “It was messy at the end, but it was wonderful. Not yucky.”
I nodded toward Carol. “Did Carol think it was yucky just now?”
Carol hummed happily from the other couch. “No.”
Holly was quiet for a moment. “I get it. Maybe I’m predisposed unfairly. If that’s what you want ... I’ll try.”
I kissed her forehead. “It might be easier if you’re in control. Why don’t you crawl over to that goddess Linda and apologize for calling her yucky, then try again?”
Holly rolled off the couch onto her hands and knees. She crawled across the carpet to Linda, looking up with a playful, nervous smile. “Goddess, I’m sorry I called any part of your amazing body yucky. May I lick your jay-jay?”
Linda laughed, spreading her thighs. “Little girls have a jay-jay. I’m a woman. Women have a pussy. Or if we’re being nasty, a cunt.”
Holly swallowed. “Then may I please lick your, your pussy?”
Linda’s voice was warm. “I would love that, dear.”
Holly slid her face between Linda’s spread thighs. After ten seconds she pulled back, lips shiny. “It’s a little messy, but it tastes wonderful.”
We all laughed. Linda gently pulled Holly’s head back into place. Holly’s tongue began to lap at Linda’s cunt with growing confidence. Linda moaned, fingers threading through Holly’s hair.
Carol crawled over to me and tugged my thong aside. My cock sprang free, already hard and leaking. Carol wrapped her fingers around the shaft and stroked slowly while she watched Holly eat Linda’s pussy.
I reached for Carol and pulled her into a kiss. My hand found Carol’s wet cunt and I slid two fingers inside her. She moaned into my mouth, grinding against my hand.
Linda’s moans grew louder. “That’s it, Holly. Right there. Fuck, your tongue feels so good on my clit.”
Holly’s voice was muffled between Linda’s thighs. “You taste so good. I can’t believe I was scared.”
Carol pulled away from my kiss and moved behind Holly. She spread Holly’s ass cheeks and buried her face between them, tongue circling Holly’s tight hole while her fingers rubbed Holly’s clit. Holly cried out against Linda’s cunt, hips bucking.
I stood, stripped off my bra and panties and stepped behind Carol. I rubbed the head of my cock along her soaked folds before pushing inside her in one smooth thrust. Carol moaned loudly, the sound vibrating against Holly’s ass. Linda’s thighs began to tremble. “I’m close. Don’t stop, Holly. Fuck, I’m going to come on your tongue.”
Holly moaned encouragement, tongue working faster. Linda’s back arched and she came hard, crying out as her juices coated Holly’s chin. Holly kept licking through the orgasm, swallowing what she could.
Carol pulled her mouth from Holly’s ass and looked back at me. “Fuck me harder, Mary. I want to feel that cock deep.”
I gripped her hips and thrust harder, the wet sounds of our fucking filling the room. Holly turned to watch us, eyes wide with arousal. Linda pulled Holly into a deep kiss, tasting herself on Holly’s tongue.
Carol reached back and spread her ass cheeks wider. “Play with my ass while you fuck me.”
I slid a finger into her tight hole, working it in time with my cock. Carol’s moans turned into desperate whimpers. “I’m going to come. Fill me up, Mary. Give me your cum.”
“No. Come for me. My cum is for Holly today. Be a good girl and come for me.”
She came with that, her walls clenching around my cock and finger. I kept thrusting through the aftershocks.
Oral Lessons - Thursday, April 2, Afternoon
I pulled out and stood up. “Holly, come over here, dear. Let me teach you how to give a good blowjob.”
She crawled across the carpet on her hands and knees, cheeks flushed. Her voice came out small and meek. “What do I do?”
“Take my cock in your hand, dear ... Firmer than that. Remember, a cock is tough when you’re squeezing or pulling but delicate if you cut or rub it.”
Her fingers wrapped around the shaft with more pressure. “Kiss it. Like that, yes, but not just the head—down the shaft. Gently stroke it while you kiss it.”
Holly pressed her lips along the underside, planting soft, wet kisses from base to tip. My breath caught. “If I were a man you could kiss my balls. Ohhhh, that’s nice ... you’re right, you can kiss my pussy too.” I spread my thighs wider so she could reach the slick folds beneath my cock. Her tongue flicked out, tasting me, and I moaned.
By then Carol and Linda had knelt on either side of her, their hands resting lightly on Holly’s shoulders. Carol leaned in close. “Stroke the shaft while you kiss, sweetie. Use your other hand to cup the balls if he has them.”
Linda added, “Make eye contact. Guys love if up look them in the eye while their dick’s in your mouth.”
My cock had grown fully hard, the foreskin tight and shiny. “Once it’s fully hard, you can proceed to licking,” I instructed. Holly dragged her tongue from the base all the way to the head in one long, slow stripe. “Mmmmm ... don’t stop stroking. Ohhh, lick my pussy—of course you can lick a man’s balls. If he’s uncircumcised, like me, you can even run your tongue between the foreskin and the head.”
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