Futa Gym Shower Slut

The afternoon sun was blistering as Andrew dashed down the sidewalk. The bottoms of his sneakers were practically melting on the hot pavement as he made his way to the gym. He carried no workout bag or audio player because he wasn’t going for exercise. He was on the way to a job interview and he had to hurry if he was going to make his 1 PM appointment.

It had been an interesting six months that led Andrew here. While home for winter break, his parents announced he wouldn’t be returning to college. His mother, in particular, had decided the investment was no longer worth it. His father supported her decision wholeheartedly.

Andrew was told that new opportunities for young men with no degree were opening up in their area. He had no idea what kind of jobs his parents meant, but he took them at their word. Mother allocated him a weekly stipend and encouraged him to stay home. She told him to think of it as a vacation until she found a suitable position for him.

Drew found it a little weird that his mom was doing the job search for him, but a young man who’d just turned twenty didn’t need to be told twice to relax and spend more time on the internet. Besides, it seemed like many of his male friends from high school were going through a similar phase. Some of them had disappeared from his radar completely after taking jobs of their own. With his college plans hastily abandoned, there wasn’t much else to do but play videogames as he waited in limbo.

The only condition of this new arrangement was taking Athena Corp’s wellness supplement, which he did every day without fail. He’d learned in health class that capsule vitamins did little but produce expensive pee. Andrew didn’t see what the big deal was, but mother was very insistent and he acquiesced like a good son.

Much had changed since the previous fall when Andrew’s mother got the procedure. Now she sported a large bulge in the front of her clothes which she made no attempt to hide. Father was apprehensive at first, but after a few weeks on the supplement, the romance in their relationship rekindled. They’d been discreet about sex when Andrew was young, but as he waited for his new opportunity, he could hear them above his room almost every day. His father grunted and groaned between yells of ecstasy while his mother’s moans of pleasure and commanding dirty talk were a steady stream of verbal filth.

It was off-putting at first, as any man in his twenties would find it if his parents were having loud, kinky sex in the room just above him, but then, an odd thing happened. After a couple weeks of taking the pill, it didn’t bother him anymore. In fact, he found himself irresistibly horny. All the time, really, but especially when mom was pounding dad for hours on end.

His videogames were abandoned as Andrew became a gooner for Femdom and Futa porn. Most of his spring was spent finding creative ways to dispose of his next stream of semen when his latest box of tissues had run out. It wasn’t long before a package arrived from Athena Corp that was addressed to Drew. He opened it to find two, long dildos along with an ample supply of lube. One toy featured average girth and gel-like flexibility. The other was much thicker and made of very firm rubber. The gift note read: Have fun! - Mom & Dad.

Andrew put them to work training both of his holes during his marathon sessions. He’d never felt the urge to cram cocks into his mouth and ass before, but now it just felt natural; especially when he watched a video of some hung Futanari deep-dicking a male bottom. Months passed swiftly in a haze of pornography, shiny silicone dicks and bountiful cum.

Drew shook his head, realizing he’d been reliving the last half year of his life out of boredom. He cleared his mind as he jogged toward his destination. He pulled out his phone and checked the time. 12:56! If he kicked it into high gear, he might get to the front desk before the top of the hour.

As he closed in on the gym his eyebrows scrunched. He didn’t recognize it. It looked like someone had bought it out and completely refurbished the place. Mother hadn’t told him about that. She’d just given him the address and time to be there. Still, it wasn’t too much of a surprise. Lots of businesses were being retrofitted these days.

’Hot Spurts? That’s an interesting name... ‘

Andrew gazed into the large, round mirror on the wall as he waited for the head of Human Resources to show up. It seemed he’d hurried for nothing since the woman interviewing him was late. The nameplate on the door read Gina King. He ran a hand through his short, black hair, making sure he looked presentable. Just as he turned and began to survey the spacious office a second time, the sound of heels striking the hallway floor alerted him to her presence.

A gorgeous redhead turned the corner and strode into the office. In her high heels she stood a couple inches above Drew. She wore a gray skirt that terminated at her knees and a matching suit jacket that covered her shoulders like a cloak. Her curvy upper body was wrapped in a white, billowy, silk dress shirt that had ruffles flowing up the middle and around her neck. In the center, a generous amount of cleavage was left for hungry eyes to feast on. Her long auburn locks curled around her ears and trailed down both sides of her neck.

She smiled at Andrew as she entered. “Hi there! Sorry I’m late. My lunch meeting went a little long.” Gina walked right by him without so much as a wave or handshake.

“No worries” he replied as he turned and followed her to the desk with his gaze. Her protruding breasts would’ve been enough to keep Andrew entranced, but the bulge in her skirt was the icing on the cake. His newly embedded instincts told him to open his mouth and start stroking himself below. It took every ounce of his will to fight them off.

The leggy redhead removed her jacket and hung it on a nearby coat stand. “Take a seat” she instructed before lowering herself into the high back office chair behind her desk.

Andrew slid onto one of the comfy seats, keenly aware that it had been an order and not a request. It made him giddy for some reason.

She glanced at her schedule before speaking again. “I’m Gina, head of HR for Hot Spurts. Nice to meet you ... Andrew?”

“That’s me” he confirmed with a nod. “Andrew Peters, but feel free to call me Drew. Nice to meet you, too.”

“Ahh, that’s right. You’re Marla’s boy.”

“You know my mother?”

“We went to school together many years ago.”

“Really? You look way younger than Mom.”

Gina tittered and her voice took on an affectionate tone. “Thank you, darling. They say the procedure shaves ten years off your age, and that’s just the initial effect. Surely Marla is looking younger these days, too?”

“Yeah, it’s definitely had an effect. She’s way happier too.”

“I bet. You’ll find our customers are much the same. Hot Spurts caters specifically to women like your mother and myself. In fact, we’ve closed membership to anyone else.”

“Oh ... Is that legal?” Drew blurted out the question without thinking. He immediately felt stupid for asking it but it was a knee-jerk reaction. He couldn’t help it. Anti-discrimination policies had been sacrosanct until very recently. Or at least he’d been taught that in a high school civics class. Now the social order was being deliberately rearranged.

“It is now, thanks to the FREAKS Act.” She shot back with a grin.

“Freaks Act?” he asked with a puzzled expression. Andrew was hardly interested in politics to begin with. Even if he was a die-hard consumer of beltway news, it would’ve been impossible to keep up with the frenzy of new laws that were being passed each month.

“Futa Rights Enhancement And Kink Standardization. It allows us to create businesses oriented toward Athena-enhanced clientele while overriding any outdated local and state laws that may ban public displays of affection, lewdness or kink. All to foster an environment of female empowerment and sexual liberation. An excellent move, don’t you think?” Her smile was a mile wide and the overhead lighting practically shined off her perfect, snow-white teeth.

Six months ago, Andrew would’ve thought that was totally fucking crazy.

“Yes, that sounds wonderful.”

Gina looked genuinely delighted. “Glad to hear it.” She shifted her gaze down and shuffled some papers on the desk before looking back up. “So, you’re here about a job. Which position are you applying for?”

“Ummm, about that ... Mom didn’t tell me-”

“JUST KIDDING!” she announced, making Drew jump in his seat. “There’s only one position you’re qualified for. You’re going to be our new Relief Specialist.”

“Ok. What does that involve? Giving your clients back rubs? Some other form of massage?”

Gina put a hand on her chin, studying Drew up and down with lustful eyes. “Something like that. You know what? It’d be quicker if I just showed you.”

“Off with all your clothes! NOW! C’mon, don’t be shy!” She said while pointing at him.

Andrew began disrobing and setting his things down on the bench. “Yes, Ma’am.” The cool air of the locker room nipped at his skin.

“Miss King” she corrected him. “I’ll be right back. When I am, you’d better be nude.”

She rounded the corner and Drew did as he was bade. Pretty soon all his things were in a pile on the bench. His manhood was left out in the cold; sad and shriveled. Soon he began pacing the length of the lockers, crossing his arms over his chest for warmth. After a few trips up and down, he turned and his body temperature rose instantly.

There was Gina, as naked as he was. Her curvy, well-toned body was on full display. Unlike his penis, her long, fat cock was already half-erect. A bead of pre-cum was visible on the end of her rapidly rising length of peach-toned fuck meat.

“Follow me” she commanded and strode by him.

As soon as he caught his stolen breath, Drew turned and proceeded into the shower room. He stared at her magnificent ass the whole way.

’Holy shit ... Is this really happening?!?’

Gina walked just past the center of the blue-tiled communal shower room. She turned, revealing an even harder, meaner looking erection and pointed at the floor in front of her.

“Kneel.”

Her voice was as icy as the air, but her words were laced with lust. Her eyes gave her away, just as much as her tone. She was presenting an image of discipline and control, but a savage hunger was driving her. One that obliterated any attempt to stifle, hamper or delay the taking of carnal pleasure and the attainment of sweet release.

Andrew knelt on the cold tile and did what felt natural. She didn’t even have to tell him what to do next. He opened his mouth wide as his eyes shimmered with submissive longing. Gina chuckled, seized his head and shoved the tip of her dripping meat missile through his soft, wet lips.

Her gaze shifted from haughty and demanding to utter surprise as inch after inch of her fat length plowed into his mouth with no resistance. She tunneled through his fleshy cheeks, down his sopping tongue and right through the velvety entrance to his throat. Her glans and shaft were immediately bathed in overwhelming pleasure as her eyes closed and she bit her lip.

Drew went to work, sucking and slurping on her bulging pipe of hot flesh. That was what surprised him the most as a real cock barreled into his sucking mouth for the first time. The heat of it. It was alive, pulsing, musty and warm. Not cool and slick, like the rubber toy he’d gagged on so many times. His dildos only became warm after they’d been buried in his holes for quite a while. Her weapon was like a supple volcano, already leaking hot, white magma from its angry tip.

Gina’s eyes opened and her head tilted back. She stared at the ceiling with glossy eyes as she began working her cum cannon back and forth in his warm, tight mouth and gripping throat.