Chapter 3: Cassandra’s Futa Party

Lana’s accusation echoed up the stairs to the second floor where I was. Her mother’s pussy clenched on my futa-dick. I groaned, trembling, staring down at my best friend as she stared up at me, the other sixteen-year-old girls attending her slumber party arranged around her at the stair’s vase. They were all only wearing bras and panties, their eyes wide at seeing my naked body pressed against busty Mrs. Teller’s equally naked flesh.

“I...” I sputtered.

“Honey,” Mrs. Teller said, squirming, her pussy swimming with a fresh load of my girl-cum. I had just fucked her hard. We had lost such control, surrendering to our lust for each other. The married MILF desired my big, huge girl cock that sprouted from my clit apparently only at night. The moment the sun set, it grew while I was in the middle the of playing Truth or Dare with my friends.

“You’re cheating on Dad with my best friend!” Lana gasped. “With a girl!”

“Well...” Mrs. Teller said, squirming, her pussy stirring on my dick. My nipples, topping my round breasts, throbbed, her fatter nubs bushing them. “It’s not that ... simple. I have ... needs.”

“Because you’re a dyke!”

“Now, honey,” Mrs. Teller gasped. “That’s not accurate. There’s...”

“Lana,” I said, pulling away from her mother, my huge girl-cock popping out of the MILF’s pussy. My eyes widened as it swayed before me, dripping in her mother’s juices, and revealed to all my friends.

Their jaws dropped.

“Oh, wow,” Marissa said, her brown eyes widening. “That’s...”

“You have a cock,” sputtered Rosa. Then the Hispanic girl’s jaw dropped.

“That’s ... What ... Not...” stammered blonde Becky, the cheerleader’s big boobs shaking in her lacy bra. Her tits were almost as large as Mrs. Teller’s.

“And there’s cum leaking out of your mother’s pussy,” Theresa said, glancing at Lana.

My friend, a younger version of her mother, just shook her head in shock, her blonde hair swaying about her shoulders. She didn’t have Mrs. Teller’s mature beauty, but she had its promise. Her breasts could ripen larger, and she had curving hips.

My dick throbbed beneath my friend’s scrutiny.

“How?” Kelly asked. She pursed her plump lips then licked them.

“Futanari,” breathed Mei, our Chinese friend. She was short, petite, her slanted eyes wide. “That’s a Japanese fetish. Girls who grow dicks. She had to grow it. Futanari.”

“How?” Kelly repeated.

“Well,” Marrissa said, taking a deep breath. “It’s your turn, Kelly.”

“Her turn?” Lana asked, shaking her head, trying to wrench her gaze from my dick.

“For Truth or Dare,” Marissa said. “It’s Kelly’s turn. She told us all about masturbating to Brian this afternoon.”

Kelly’s cheeks pinked.

“So she gets to choose.” Marissa nudged Kelly. “Well?”

“We’re not still playing,” Lana spluttered. “Cassandra just fucked my mom with her ... her...”

“Big futa-cock,” Mei said, heat in her voice.

My pussy clenched. A tremble shot through me, reaching the end of my throbbing dick. I shifted my hips, my shaft swaying before me. I took a deep breath, my heart racing, and nodded my head, descending the stairs. “Yeah, we’re still playing.”

“But ... but...” Lana said.

Becky just shook her head in disbelief. “This is impossible. Did you spike the drink, Rosa?”

“No,” she answered, equally breathy.

“Coming, Mrs. Teller?” Marissa asked.

“Me?” my MILF lover squeaked.

“Well, I think you’re playing now,” Mei giggled. “I think we all have questions for you, too.”

“My mom,” gasped Lana as I reached the base of the stairs. All the girls, even my best friend, were staring at my cock.

“Yeah, your Mom,” Rosa said. “She’s cool. I mean, she fucked Cassandra.”

“Yeah, that cock’s huge. Bigger than Derrick’s,” Kelly said. “I don’t even think I could wrap my lips around it.”

“You sucked Derrick’s cock?” Theresa asked.

“It’s not your turn,” Kelly said. “It’s my turn. Well, Mrs. Teller?”

I looked up at my lover and smiled at her, holding out my hand. Mrs. Teller took a deep breath, then she descended the stairs. They creaked as her boobs bounced. Cum ran down her thighs. My girl-cum. It made my dick throb even harder. She took my hand when she reached the bottom. I pulled her close to me and gave her a kiss on the mouth.

The other girls “ooohhhhed” at us and giggled. Well, maybe not Lana. She was still wild eyed, staring at me kissing her mother, my girl-dick pressed into her mother’s stomach. Mrs. Teller kissed me back just as hard, her tongue meeting mine.

I made my wish, and she was mine. She loved me, just like I loved her.

I broke the kiss and we walked arm in arm after the other girls. Lana stumbled, but the other girls giggled as we reached the living room. Mrs. Teller and I cuddled on the loveseat while the other girls sat on the floor in a circle facing us. Lana hugged herself, her eyes kept glancing at her naked mother and me.

“Okay,” I grinned, my dick aching beneath the attention of my friends. They were all so sexy.

“Truth or Dare, Cassandra,” Kelly said.

I always chose dare. I never wanted my friends, especially Lana, to know that I was gay and had the hots for Mrs. Teller. But now... “Truth.”

“There’s a first,” Rosa laughed.

“How did you become a... ?” Kelly glanced at Mei.

“Futanari.”

Kelly nodded. “How did you become a futanari?”

“Well, there was this futa-fairy, and she wrote me a letter—”

“That weird thing that arrived yesterday,” Lana interrupted. “The one talking about your desire for an older lover. It was talking about my mom? You had the hots for my mom?”

“No shit,” Theresa said, rolling her eyes. “Didn’t you see the end of their fucking?”

I blushed and Mrs. Teller shifted.

“Well, yes, I’ve had a crush on your mom for a few years.” I took a deep breath. “I’m gay.”

“We know,” Marissa said. “Most of us figured it out already.”

“I didn’t,” muttered Lana.

I explained about the letter and the dream, how Leanan Sidhe appeared before me and fucked me. She had transformed me. They all leaned forward as I described the futa’s big dick sliding in and out of my pussy, how hard I came on it, then waking up with my own cock and cumming on Mrs. Teller’s face. I told them how the MILF lost all control, fucking me, cumming so hard.

“She said it had been so long since she came on a dick,” I told them.

“Mom?” Lana’s voice trembled. “Are you and Dad... ?”

“We’re having ... issues,” she admitted. “For some time.”

“Oh,” Lana said, squirming.

I told them how my cock vanished at sunrise, then how it reappeared in the middle of Truth or Dare when the sun set. That was why I fled, racing upstairs and right into the arms of Mrs. Teller. She surrendered to me again.

“And you saw the results,” I finished.

“You two were screaming so loud,” giggled Theresa, her gorgeous legs stretched out before her. She had the best legs of all my friends. “It was hot.”

“Super hot,” agreed Kelly, nodding her head.

Becky grinned.

“Well, it’s your turn, Cassandra,” Mei said, her eyes sparkling.

I glanced at the Chinese girl. “Mei, Truth or Dare.”

“Dare!” she said, leaning forward, pale-olive cheeks dark with excitement, her nipples tenting her lilac bra.

“I dare you to...” I swallowed, then quickly said, “Kiss the tip of my dick.”

“Oooh,” the other girls cheered while my dick twitched.

Mei licked her lips. Then she crawled to me. I trembled, glancing at Mrs. Teller. Her blue eyes were wild with excitement. She gave me a supportive, understanding nod while her pillowy breast rubbed against mine as she snuggled closer.

“Enjoy,” she whispered into my ear.

Older lovers were awesome. I loved my MILF so much.

And then Mei reached me, her silky, black hair brushing my naked thighs as she leaned her head down. Her lips nuzzled against the crown of my dick. I expected a quick peck, but her lips lingered, moving, her tongue brushing the slit like she was French kissing my girl-cock.

I shuddered, pleasure rippling down my shaft. She moaned as she kissed it. her lips widened, taking more and more of it until she was sucking on the spongy crown, her tongue swirling around my dick.

“Oh, wow,” groaned Becky.

“She didn’t dare you to blow her cock,” Lana said, acting hostile. “Just kiss it. Come on. We’re still playing.”

“Jealous?” asked Mei, lifting her lips. She licked them. “Your mother’s pussy tastes delicious.”

Lana shivered.

“Have you eaten pussy before?” Kelly gasped, staring at Mei.

“Not your turn.” The Chinese girl grinned at me. “It’s mine. Cassandra, Truth or Dare.”

“Dare,” I said without hesitation.

“I dare you to scoop your cum out of your lover’s pussy and eat it,” Mei grinned, leaning back.

“Oh, wow, this is getting hot,” Becky said then reached behind her and unhooked her bra, her large tits bouncing out. They were gorgeous. She was the most popular girl on our high school’s cheer squad because of those tits.

“Yeah,” Marrissa agreed, then she freed her round breasts.

The other girls, except Lana, followed as I ran my finger through Mrs. Teller’s pussy. She shuddered as I scooped up a glob of my cum soaked in her pussy juices. I stared out at my friends, savoring their naked breasts, each different shapes and sizes but all so yummy. My pussy clenched and dick throbbed as I brought the cum to my lips, sucking it off my finger.

It was delicious. Salty cum mixed with tangy pussy juices. I shivered, my cheeks hollowing as I sucked off every drop. I popped my fingers out, a hot shudder running through my body. My friends all leaned forward, eager for me to choose the next person.

But which one.

I glanced at Lana, her arms crossed so tight, her thighs pressed together. Her cheeks were flushed and her nipples tented her bra. I bet she had a hot pussy, too. But this was all so weird to her. Her mother was cuddled naked beside me.

“Becky, Truth or Dare.”

“Dare, of course,” Becky said, her blue eyes twinkling.

I stared at those big boobs. “I dare you to give me a titty fuck.”

“A what?” Lana asked.

“Something that’s a lot of fun for the guy, honey,” Mrs. Teller said. “Or the futanari.”

Becky cupped her tits. She appeared familiar with the concept. She crawled over on her knees, her fingers sinking into her pillowy tits. I shuddered, Mrs. Teller leaning over, nibbling on my ear, sending wicked shudders through me as everyone watched us.

Becky reached me. I spread my thighs wide, giving her access. She grinned at my hard cock rising out of my shaved pussy lips, a fiery landing strip leading right to my dick. My pussy clenched as she wrapped her pillowy tits around my shaft, still dripping in the MILF’s pussy juices.

I groaned as Becky slid her tits up and down my dick, masturbating my cock with those pillowy mounds. They were so soft yet firm. She squeezed them tight, her nipples rubbing into my stomach as she worked them faster and faster, stimulating the tip.

“Oh, that’s good,” I groaned, the pleasure racing down to my pussy.

“So you like big boobs?” giggled Kelly, glancing at Mrs. Teller’s large tits.

“Maybe,” I groaned, the MILF’s tongue still caressing my ear.

“How is it?” the MILF whispered. “How are her big tits?”

“Amazing,” I moaned, my pussy clenching, the pleasure rippling through my body.

“I bet you can’t wait for my tits to slide up and down your big, thick futa-cock.”

My eyes widened, my dick throbbing between Becky’s tits. “Really?”

“Really, honey,” she purred before kissing me hard on the mouth, her tongue thrusting past my lips.

I groaned, loving it. I trembled, kissing her back so hard, our tongues fencing as I squirmed. She was so sexy. Her mouth so hot on mine. I trembled, the pleasure racing through me. This was so hot. And they all watched me.

Including Mrs. Teller’s daughter.

Heavy breathing grew louder as the watching girls squirmed. Their hands rubbed on their naked thighs, growing nearer and nearer to their pussies as they grew hotter and hotter. Kelly was the first to slip her hand into her panties, frigging her pussy.

But the others followed. Even Lana.

I broke the kiss, moaning, “Oh, that’s sooooo good, Becky. Your tits are amazing.”

“Thanks,” she grinned, staring up at me.

I looked at Lana. “I can’t wait for Mrs. Teller to give me a titty fuck. We’re going to do everything together.”

“Everything,” the MILF moaned while Lana shuddered, her panties bulging as she furiously fingered her pussy, soft moans escaping her lips.

“I love you, Mrs. Teller.”

“Alessa,” she purred. “I think you can call me by my first name.”

“But isn’t it naughtier when I call you Mrs. Teller?” I grinned.

She laughed, so rich and warm. “Oh, Cassandra, you are a treasure. I think I do love you.”

Then she kissed me hard.

My cock ached and throbbed between Becky’s wonderful tits. They slid up and down faster and faster. My body squirmed, the heat burning in my pussy. Juices leaked out, forming a wet spot on the loveseat as I kissed my MILF so hard, my right hand reaching across my body to fondle her breast.

I had her. It was wonderful.

I moaned as my cock erupted. Cum fired from my dick. The pleasure rushed through my body as jizz splattered Becky in the face. She gasped in shock, then opened her lips, letting my cum fire into her mouth. I shuddered, more and more spunk shooting from my dick.

“That’s so much,” Marissa gasped.

“Wow, you’re hosing Becky,” Mei moaned.

Kelly moaned, licking her lush lips.

I broke the kiss with Mrs. Teller. “I am. Oh, Becky, that was such a hot dare. Oh, it was perfect.”

“Uh-huh,” she moaned as I squirmed, my body buzzing with pleasure, cum dripping from her face. The final blast squirted from my cock, splattering across her forehead and running down then matting into her eyebrows. “Oh, wow, that was hot. And you’re still hard.”

“Futanari,” Mei said, nodding as she shuddered, frigging herself.

“Oh, it was so sexy,” Kelly moaned, spasming, cumming, too, on her fingers. “Sooooo fucking hot!”

“Well?” Rosa asked, her panties pulled to the side so she could frig her shaved pussy, her pink lips wrapped tight about a pair of fingers. “Who are you choosing, Cassandra?”

“You,” I grinned. “Rosa, Truth or Dare?”

“Dare!” she moaned, shivering.

“I dare you to lick my cum off Becky’s face.”

“Yes, yes, yes,” Rosa moaned, bucking, cumming on her fingers, her round, golden-brown tits heaving.

“Let me help you out,” Becky purred, crawling across the living room to the spasming Hispanic girl. “You look busy.”

“Super busy!”

Rosa’s eyes fluttered as Becky reached her. The cumming Hispanic girl leaned over, her tongue licking up my cum dribbling down the White girl’s cheeks. Rosa moaned, scooping up more and more of my jizz, questing across Becky’s face.

“That is so hot,” moaned Mrs. Teller, nibbling on my ear again. “That’s your girl-cum on her face.”

“Yeah,” I grinned.

Then Becky and Rosa were kissing, tongues swapping my cum back and forth. Marissa and Mei both shuddered, cumming as they watched, their bodies heaving, Mei’s small, firm tits hardly jiggling as she writhed.

“They’re snowballing your cum, Cassandra,” Lana moaned, frigging her pussy. “Oh, wow. Oh, my god, that’s...”

“Hot?” I asked.

“Yes!” my blonde friend moaned, shuddering, cumming on her fingers. Her body thrashed.

I licked my lips as Rosa and Becky broke their kiss. Rosa panted, breathing heavily as she looked around the room, her eyes glossy with lust. She looked around, spotting Marissa giving her a hungry look, and gasped, “Marissa, Truth or Dare?”

“Dare!” Marissa said.

“I dare you to impale your pussy on Cassandra’s cock for a whole minute. No fucking, just experiencing it.”

“Yes!” Marissa hopped to her feet as Rosa and Becky kissed again, their naked tits pressing together.

Marrissa rushed to me, not caring that two of our friends were sinking to the floor, tongues kissing so hard, their bodies writhing together. Marissa only had eyes for my cock. She stepped before me, wiggling out of her panties, revealing the soft-brown hair of her trimmed bush matted with her excitement. She grinned at me, turned around, and sat down on my lap.

Her pussy sliding right down my cock.

“Yes,” we both moaned together, her pussy clenching on my dick.

“Oh, Mrs. Teller,” moaned Marrissa. “Oh, this is so much better than my dildo. Oh, no wonder you screamed your head off.”

“Enjoy her, honey,” the MILF said.

Marissa squirmed. “Is anyone timing us?”

“I am,” Mei said, holding her phone. “No moving. Stay impaled.”

“I want to move sooooo badly,” groaned Marissa. “This cock is amazing. Oh, my god, you’re hung, Cassandra.”

“Uh-huh,” I moaned, my right arm wrapping about her. I slid up, finding her round breast, squeezing her tit.

Her pussy squeezed my cock.

It was such torture as she squirmed. I wanted to feel her pussy sliding up and down my dick, riding me. I shuddered, her pussy clenching and relaxing about my dick. She was so hot and tight. And felt different from Mrs. Teller. She was tighter in different places.

My head leaned back, Mrs. Teller teasing me, her hand playing with my nipple while she licked my ear. I turned my head, kissing her, my pussy clenching. The pressure built in my depths. Just being buried in my friend’s cunt swelled my orgasm.

“Oh, god, how much longer before I can fuck this cock?” Marissa asked.

“Thirty seconds,” Mei said.

Becky and Rosa squealed. Out of the corner of my eye, I could just see them past Marrissa. They had their hands in each other’s panties, frigging each other as their tongues dueled. Lana still masturbated, licking her lips, watching us with her blue eyes. Kelly sucked her pussy juices off her fingers, her other hand already rubbing at her wet silt, eager for a second cum.

Marrissa’s pussy clenched down hard on my cock as she squirmed. The last thirty seconds felt like an eternity in blissful torture. My dick ached so badly for stimulation. Her squirming teased my girl-cock just enough to have me moaning.

“Come on,” Marissa groaned.

“Five,” Mei said, holding up her right hand and lowering her fingers, “four, three, two, one. Time!”

“Yes!” I moaned as Marissa squealed and bounced on my dick.

She had her feet planted on the floor, pushing up and rising her cunt on my cock. I groaned, savoring my friend’s teenage pussy sliding up and down my girl-cock. I grabbed her waist, helping her ride my cock while I shuddered, the pleasure shivering through my body.

She felt so good as she slid on my cock. I moaned again, my head leaning back. Mrs. Teller nuzzled at my neck now, her left hand playing with my breasts, squeezing them, pinching my nipples, shooting sensations down to my futa-dick throbbing in Marissa’s pussy.