Becoming a Hermaphrodite
Copyright© 2026 by Just Another Smut Writer
Chapter 8: Sunday, March 8
Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 8: Sunday, March 8 - 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 Heterosexual Hermaphrodite Futanari Slut Wife Incest Mother Daughter Spanking Anal Sex Analingus Cream Pie First Facial Masturbation Oral Sex Squirting Water Sports Transformation AI Generated
Knocking at the Back Door - Sunday, March 8, Morning
When we awoke, David’s mouth was on mine before either of us spoke. We kissed slowly at first, tasting each other, our bodies already warm under the sheets. My hand slid down his stomach and wrapped around his thick shaft. He was hard, heavy, and I stroked him until a bead of precum slicked my fingers.
I climbed on top and sank down onto his cock in one smooth motion. My pussy swallowed every inch, stretching around his girth as I settled onto his hips. We rocked together, kissing deep, my nipples dragging across his chest. I rode him in long, grinding strokes, feeling him throb inside me.
The first sign that Carol was awake came as a warm breath against my ass, followed by the wet press of her tongue. She licked slow circles around my hole, then pushed the tip inside. I gasped into David’s mouth and pushed back against her face.
I rolled off David’s cock and turned to kiss Carol. Her lips were slick with spit. David leaned in and kissed her next, his hand cupping one of her small breasts. Carol pulled back just enough to speak.
“There was something else I wanted to do last night. I want David to fuck my ass,” she said, voice still husky from sleep.
I was startled, “You do that? And like it?!?”
“I love it with a man who’s considerate! A thick cock stretching me. So dirty. So delicious.”
“Neither of us has done that.” I hesitated. The idea sent a fresh rush of heat through me. “If David’s going to lose his virginity, it shouldn’t be with some ginger hussy. I’m going to be his first.”
David joked, “Don’t I get a say in this?”
“Of course you do. You can say ‘God, Mary! I’d love to fuck your virgin ass.’”
Carol laughed while David passionately said, “God, Mary! I’d really love to fuck your hot virgin ass!”
Carol smiled and kissed me again. “Get on your knees, slut.”
I moved onto all fours. Carol slid behind me, spread my cheeks, and buried her tongue in my ass. She licked and probed, getting me wet and open. David reached into the nightstand for lube. I heard the cap click and the wet sound of him stroking his cock.
Carol probed at my ass with a slippery finger, but my asshole didn’t want to let it in. “Push, baby. Like you’re taking a shit.” I pushed and the first joint of one her fingers popped in; it felt strange in a good way. She pushed and pulled and slowly worked deeper until I felt her hand pressing on my ass. Her finger was all the way in, and I wasn’t sure whether I liked it or not.
She slowly worked that finger in and out, wiggling it all the while, and it kept feeling better. Beside me, David groaned, “That is so hot! One smoking babe fingering the ass of another.”
After a while it felt good. “Give me more. I want another finger.” Carol pulled her finger out and worked two fingers into my ass, slowly. Once they were all the way in, she commenced fucking my asshole and scissoring her fingers gently.
“She’s ready,” she told David after a minute, and slowly slid her fingers out of my virgin ass.
David knelt behind me. The blunt head of his cock pressed against my hole. He pushed slowly, steadily, letting me open around him. The stretch burned at first, then melted into a full feeling as the head popped into my ass. Carol slid underneath me, her mouth finding my pussy and sucking my clit.
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