Chapter 4: Futa Seduces Her Mom & Big Sis

Note: Thanks to my wonderful beta readers!

Asuka Takamaki

The front door whisked opened and closed softly, the knob turned to keep it from latching. My eldest daughter, Ruri, entered like a thief in the night. She was a shadow, back from her date and an hour after curfew.

She took two steps when I flicked on the light.

Ruri jumped, squeaking in shock. Her brown hair danced around her face. She looked the most like her father, almost nothing of Japan in her pale features. Round eyes, full lips, strong cheekbones. She wore a pair of jeans so tight they molded to her legs and rode so low the thong hugging her waist was clear as day. Her boob tube quivered with the bounce of her breasts.

Not the clothes she had left on her date on.

“Okasan!” she gasped, falling back on the Japanese word for mother. Ruri spoke Japanese fluently, unlike my other daughter. My insistence with Ruri had lessened with my second child.

“You are an hour late,” I shouted at her in Japanese, swelling up to my full height. Which meant I stared at her chin. She had her father’s height, too. “An hour, Ruri!”

“Sorry, Mom,” she said, shifting. “We, uh, lost track of time. The movie ran late. You know.”

“And you lost your bra? And where is that nice skirt and blouse you left in.”

She hesitated. “I, uh, spilled something. Had to change.”

“Into a slut’s clothing?”

She winced. “I’m eighteen, Mom. I can—”

“You live under my roof. You will dress and act and be home when I say so!”

“Sarah’s not home!” Ruri shot back.

“She is under the supervision of Britney’s mother.” I put my hands on my shoulders. “Now, you will march upstairs, go to bed, and in the morning we shall discuss how long you are grounded from dating.”

“Grounded?” shock burst across her features. “You can’t ground—”

“You are adding days. And you can be grounded from other things. Your phone.”

Ruri’s face paled. She screeched and then marched up the stairs, stomping every time like a petulant child. I shook my head. She had too much American in her. She wasn’t a good girl like Sarah was. My youngest daughter was with her friends instead of with boys. Ruri’s footsteps thudded down the hallway. Her door slammed shut behind her.

I gritted my teeth and muttered beneath my breath.

I headed to the kitchen to get some water when I heard the front door open again. I frowned, a surge of panic rushing through me. Who was it? Sarah was at her friend’s house having a wholesome slumber party. I reached the kitchen cleaver.

“Mom?” Sarah called. “Are you in the kitchen? I had to come home early. Something happened to me. You won’t believe it. I’m a futanari.”

I blinked at hearing her say that Japanese word in the middle of her sentence. Hermaphrodite? How could she be a hermaphrodite?

Britney Meyers

“She’s going for it,” Shannon whispered, standing on my right was we lurked in Sarah’s front yard. Our friend had just gone inside.

“Yeah, she is,” I said. “Great dare, Mom.”

“Thank you,” my futa-mother said, her hand stroking my clit-dick. We were all wearing open bathrobes. Someone might see us, but that lavender scent of the candle wreathed us. Which was nice since it burned out while we were upstairs disciplining Mom.

My slumber party got wild. A candle turned my three friends and me into dickgirls. Futanari or futas for short. Then Mom caught us fucking and it transformed her into a futa, too. Turned out, she was so kinky and it was a lot of fun. We started playing Truth or Dare and Mom had dared Sarah to come home and fuck her mother and sister.

“There’s Mrs. Takamaki,” whispered Mary, the last of our group. She was on the other side of Shannon, the pair of them jerking each other off.

“Nice,” I said, eager for the show.

Asuka Takamaki

“Why do you think you’re a hermaphrodite?” I asked, believing that was the right word in English. It was such a backward language. Words in the wrong order and no way to mark politeness and deference save in the crudest fashion. It lacked subtlety.

I found Sarah wearing a bathrobe of light-blue terry cloth. She stood in the doorway, looking naked beneath.

“This is why, Mom,” she said and sounded scared. Her round, blue eyes trembled. They were her only Western features. She had the delicate cheekbones and dainty lips like me, her body petite and short, her breasts small. “My clitoris grew into a cock.”

She opened her robe and bared her naked body. She had a slender figure like I did at her age. My eyes traveled past her boobs and flat stomach to her black bush and...

The cock that thrust out of her thick curls.

My jaw dropped at the sight of her dick. She had no balls, but that was unmistakably a cock. She quivered there, her dick throbbing to the beat of her heart. I swallowed, at a loss for what to say. How had my little girl grown a dick?

She was fifteen. Barely more than a child.

“It just grew,” she said and then tried to cover it. “It grew and it’s so hard. I freaked out. I begged Mrs. Meyers to drive me home before the other girls realized it.”

“Oh, Sarah,” I groaned.

“Okasan, I’m scared,” she whimpered. Her erection was too massive for her hands to hide it. She pressed it up against her belly and reached to her sternum.

It was ... impressive.

I breathed in. She smelled of lavender, a relaxing scent. Which was good, because I felt the edges of panic rising in me. I had to be calm. I couldn’t freak out for my daughter’s sake. She needed me to be her perfect mother.

“Okay, okay,” I told her, grabbing her arm and guiding her to the couch. I pushed her down on it. “Do you want something to drink?”

She nodded, her eyes filling with tears. “It just ... It hurts.”

“Hurts?” I asked, rushing to the kitchen. This was so insane. I breathed in, mixing that lavender scent. How could my daughter have a cock? How could she become futanari just like that? It was impossible.

Had a kami cursed her? A god or spirit of some sort. I really didn’t believe in kami. I prayed at the shrine on New Years, and even after I’d converted to Southern Baptist, I still would think about the beliefs that I was raised in and say quick prayers when needed.

I had to take her to the hospital. She was hurting.

Glass filled, I nursed back to my daughter. Water sloshed over the rim, spilling down the back of my hand. I reached her and she took it, gulping it down. I breathed in the lavender scent, and my eyes drifted down to her cock.

I couldn’t help but stare at the massive dick. It twitched with her heartbeat, the tip beading with precum. It was dark and swollen, in such need. My cheeks warmed as I realized why she thought it hurt.

She was horny.

“You’re sure you don’t know how this happened?” I asked.

She sat down the glass on a coaster resting on the end table. She shook her head, tears brimming in her eyes again. “It just hurts so much. It feels like there’s something that wants to explode out of me.”

Flashes of my daughter’s cock spurting white cum strobed through my mind. A heat rippled through my pussy followed by a flush of shame. I shouldn’t be thinking of my daughter like that. Particularly not after she had such a predicament.

“Well, okay,” I said. “Let’s get you back in your robe and then off to the hospital.”

“But it just hurts so much,” she groaned. “Maybe ... maybe there’s a salve you can put on it.” She swallowed. “Something soothing.”

“No, no,” I said, shaking my head even as the idea of rubbing her cock blazed in my mind. “A dick is much too sensitive for icy hot or BENGAY.”

“You have that lotion with the aloe vera,” she whimpered. “That’s soothing. I just ... It needs some release. Please, Okasan?”

I breathed in that lavender scent. I couldn’t rub lotion on her dick. That would just excite her more, but ... It twitched and had that dark and angry color to it, a reddish-purple. She needed to be soothed. I was just helping her. That was all. Just helping my daughter.

The hot itch swelled in my pussy as I said, “Okay, let me go get it.”

I hurried to the downstairs bathroom. I kept it here because liked to rub it on my hands and arms while watching TV. I opened the cabinet beneath the sink and snagged it. I rushed back to her squirming on the couch, her legs rubbing together, her cock thrusting up from between them.

That lavender scent filled my nose. I could do this. I could help her. She stared at me with those blue and grateful eyes as I pushed on the nozzle and a dollop spread white over my hand. The creamy scent mixed with soothing aloe vera filled my nose.

“Thanks, Okasan,” she said, smiling at me.

I took a deep breath and grabbed my daughter’s big, new dick. My pussy clenched as my fingers wrapped around her girth, the aloe vera lotion rubbing into her skin. It was so cool compared to how hot her flesh was.

I stroked up her, smearing her shaft in the white lotion. It greased my grip, letting me slid up her cock with real ease. I reached the pinnacle and stroked over her. She groaned and squirmed, her face twisting with delight.

“Okasan!” she moaned, her voice echoing through the living room. “Oh, thank you, thank you! That feels incredible.”

“Good, good,” I said and breathed in again. That lavender perfume she wore was so relaxing.

I pumped my hand up and down her cock, smearing the lotion in nice a good. It moments, her cock had a gleam to it, not a hint of white remaining. I should stop, but her cock just felt so good in my hand. And I knew why she ached.

I had to help her. I had to relieve her.

I licked my lips, my pussy getting so hot as I fisted my hand up and down her girl-dick. My breathing quickened, my panties growing wetter and wetter. I stared at that spongy crown. She looked so delicious, like a mushroom. That was a nickname for cocks in Japan. A mushroom.

Whenever you saw a big, smiling mushroom in a picture, you knew what it meant.

A big, tasty cock that was just begging to be sucked on and...

I shook my head. What was wrong with me? That was my daughter’s cock. It would be incest to suck on her. I just had to stoke her. That was it. Nothing more.

“Mmm, that’s so good,” Sarah said, her small breasts rising and falling. She had her eyes closed. Her hands rubbed at her belly. “Thank you. You’re making it feel so much better.”

“You’re welcome,” I told her, wanting to soothe her.

I pumped up and down her girl-cock faster. She groaned, her hands stroking her belly rising higher and higher. I watched them come closer and closer until they were rubbing at her tits. Her fingers massaged her boobs. They dug into her firm tits, massaging her flesh. A smile spread on her lips. Sighs of delight escaped her lips.

I watched her kneading those tits while I fisted her girl-dick. I stroked faster and faster up and on her shaft. I could smell the musk of her pussy, a sweet aroma. So similar to my own. I breathed in, knowing she was a true futanari.

A hermaphrodite.

“Oh, yes, yes, Mom,” she groaned. “Oh, I think ... I think it’s getting better, but could you ... kiss it?”

My heart lurched. “K-kiss it?”

“You know, like you would an owie when I was a kid. Make the pain go away.”

I licked my lips, staring at her cock. A bead of clear precum formed. That meant she could ejaculate. She would fire thick and salty girl-jizz. “I guess I can do that. Just ... kissing it. Not ... not anything else.”

“Of course,” she moaned.

My heart pounding a mile a minute, my pussy blazing with the itch to cum, I leaned over. My hair spilled about my cheeks as my lips came closer and closer to the tip of her cock. Just a kiss. That was it. I was soothing an owie.

I closed my eyes, puckered up, and planted a kiss right on the pinnacle of her cock.

Instantly, the salty flavor of her precum bled through my lips. I shuddered at the taste. My heart beat faster. I groaned, my eyes squeezed shut as I enjoyed the wonderful flavor of her precum. Salty and delicious. I kissed her crown again. And again.

My lips moved around the spongy tip. My lips smooched everywhere, making the owie go away. My daughter whimpered, her dick twitching and throbbing in my hand. I could tell that it was working, but she needed a longer kiss.

A deeper one.

I kissed the tip again, right there on the slit. The bead of precum melted through my mouth, the salty flavor wonderful. My lips slid over her crown. My mouth opened wide to give her cock a French kiss. To let my tongue get active.

“Okasan!” she groaned. “Oh, yes, yes, that’s really going to soothe my cock. Thank you, Okasan!”

I moaned around her cock in answer.

My tongue explored her throbbing tip. It was thick, way bigger than her father’s. Her salty precum spilled out and soaked my taste buds. It was wonderful. I shuddered, my snatch squeezing tight while my tongue dancer around her crown.

I played with her. Enjoyed her. I stroked her cock, loving how she throbbed in my mouth. I suckled. She moaned. It was such a wonderful thing to hear. More of her wonderful precum soaked my taste buds.

I breathed in the sweet musk of her pussy and that lavender perfume.

I groaned and savored soothing my daughter.

I bobbed my head, working my lips up and down her cock. My tongue danced while I suckled. I groaned, savoring every moment of this. My pussy blazed so hot I had to masturbate, but I also had to soothe my daughter’s girl-dick.

I had to make her cum.

“Oh, Okasan,” she groaned. “So good. I love you, Okasan!”

I loved her, too.

I sucked with all my might, blowing her with everything I had. My hand stroked the base of her thick girl-dick. My futanari-daughter moaned and gasped. The couch creaked as she squirmed. Her moans grew louder and louder.

The salty flavor of her cock grew. I knew what that meant. I moaned around her dick, so eager to make her explode. I wanted her cumming hard and fast. I wanted her spurting all that wonderful cream into my mouth.

She tasted so good. I groaned, suckling on her with hunger,. I nursed on her with such passion. It was fantastic. She moaned, her dick twitching and throbbing in my mouth. I loved the taste of her. I savored the passion of nursing on her.

Her clit-dick twitched and throbbed in my mouth. It pulsed with her heartbeat. I loved that so much. I wanted to make her cum. I wanted her gasping and moaning and spurting jizz into my mouth. It would be wonderful.

“Okasan!” she squealed. “Yes!”

Her salty girl-cum fired into my mouth. My futanari-daughter climaxed.

“I love you, Okasan!” she moaned as she pumped her spunk into my mouth.

The incestuous, salty seed filled my mouth. Dickgirl-cum. I gulped it down. I savored that thick and creamy spunk flowing down my throat to my belly. My pussy clenched as I drank down more and more of her spunk.

“So good!” she squealed.

Her girl-dick kept spurting. I kept swallowing. There was so much of it. The sweet musk of her pussy grew stronger. She must be cumming with both holes. I thrust my fingers into her pussy and felt her walls convulsing. She whimpered and the last spurt of cum fired into my mouth.

I swallowed it, shuddering. I nursed, wanting more, but she had run dry. Her pussy stopped spasming. I groaned and then slid my mouth off with a wet plop. She panted while drool ran down my chin.

I stared at her, my pussy so hot. I popped my fingers into my mouth and tasted her sweet delight. She smiled at me as I nursed on myself. I slid my digits out and she cupped my face. She pulled me up and towards her mouth.

“Arigato, Okasan!” she said and then kissed me.

I groaned, kissing my daughter with her own futanari-cum on my lips. I shuddered as her mouth worked on mine. This heady rush shot through me. I felt so wonderfully naughty. I quivered there as our tongues danced together.

She fluttered her tongue around in me. I loved every moment of kissing her. Every moment of loving my daughter. My pussy burned, itching to do such forbidden things with her. My nipples throbbed beneath my robes and my thigh nightgown.

She broke the kiss and moaned, “Okasan, my cock is still hard. It still hurts. Cumming in your mouth wasn’t enough.”

“Well...” I groaned and stood up before her, my hands unbelting my robe. My cunt itched. “There’s one thing I can try.”

“What?” she moaned, staring up at me. Her hands squeezed her nipples. “Will you kiss it better with your other lips. Your nether ones.” Heat stirred in her blue gaze. “Will you soothe my aching cock with your pussy, Okasan?”

“Yes,” I moaned and ripped open my robe. I let it drop before me, leaving me in my light-blue nightgown.

She smiled at me and then groaned as I drew up and up my nightgown. The cloth rubbed on my nipples. I pulled it over my head, my large tits coming into view. She moaned in delight at the sight of my big boobs.

I dropped my nightgown, down to just my panties. My daughter stared at my round breasts. She licked her lips with obvious lust. I shuddered as I hooked my thumbs into my panties and shoved them down my body.

They peeled off. My sweet musk grew stronger. My tits swayed as I bent over. My daughter’s futa-cock throbbed as she watched. She pinched her nipples and moaned her wanton delight. She wanted my cunt so badly.

“Oh, I’m going to soothe that cock,” I purred. “I’m going to make that big dick cum.”

“Yes, yes, come ride my futa-cock!” moaned Sarah.

I shuddered and stepped out of my panties. I drifted to her, my boobs jiggling. I straddled her on the couch, my knees sinking into the cushions. She buried her face into my breasts, kissing at the inner slope. I grabbed her girl-dick and lowered myself to it.

I shuddered as the tip rustled my pubic hair. A moment later, she kissed my pussy lips. I groaned as my labia spread over her crown. I stretched and stretched to take her. I whimpered as I sank my cunt down her big futanari-dick.

“Sarah,” I whimpered.

“Okasan!” she moaned, pulling her face from between my tits. “Oh, that’s so good. Ooh, your pussy is better than Mrs. Meyers’s.”

“What?” I asked, my body drinking in the pleasure.

“Doesn’t matter,” she moaned, her hands sliding around to grab my ass. “Just ride my dick, Mommy. Ride my cock hard. I want to cum and cum and cum.”

“Yes!” I moaned, my pussy clenching around her girl-dick. I slid up her. She gasped, her body trembling as I rose up her cock.

My motherly twat drank in the feel of my daughter’s futanari-cock. I groaned, realizing she was back in me. I impaled my snatch down her, drinking in the feel of her big shaft. She stirred up my cauldron.

It felt amazing.

“Oh, yes, yes,” I groaned, my body trembling. My futa-dick throbbed before me. “That’s amazing. That’s really awesome. Sarah, that’s amazing. You’re so thick.”

“Your so tight, Okasan!” she moaned.

I beamed at her and then rose up her cock again. She gasped and I groaned at the incestuous delight. This was the best way to soothe my daughter’s girl-dick. She was such a good girl. She deserved this reward unlike her sister.

I shuddered as I impaled myself down her dick over and over again. It was amazing. My body trembled from the delight. I stirred my cunt around her dick in slow circles. A big smile spread on my lips. This was such an amazing delight that would have me cumming so hard.

I pumped my hips, working my dick up and down her clit-dick. The pleasure swelled in me. It was such a treat to enjoy. My boobs bounced while her hands gripped my ass. Her fingers dug into my rump as I rode her.

“Okasan!” she moaned. “Oh, yes, yes, that’s incredible. Mmm, ride my big futa-dick. Work that naughty pussy up and down my cock.”

“So big!” I moaned. “And my pussy is so naughty. You’re going to get all the relief you need.”

“Uh-huh!” she groaned, her eyes fluttering.

I smiled, loving every moment of this. Every second of our taboo delight. Her fingers kneaded my rump. I groaned as some of them dipped into my butt-crack. It sent a shiver through me as she slid down my crevice to my butthole.