Chapter 7: Futa Girl’s Big Surprises

Note: Thanks to my FallenAngelX00 for beta reading this!

Britney Meyers

Being a futa was a life-changing experience. The last three weeks had been insanely hot.

“Oh, my god, Mrs. Thompson,” I moaned as my math teacher bobbed her head, working her mouth up and down my girl-dick.

I was seated on her desk, school was out. I had to “stay behind” to do some makeup work. The greedy teacher was just hungry to swallow my futa-dick. The brunette MILF worked her mouth up and down my dick, her lips sucking so hard. My round breasts jiggled as I squirmed there and enjoyed my teacher’s ministrations.

She knew just how to lick and suck and please my girl-dick. She made me shudder in delight. It was awesome. My face contorted as she nursed on me. It was so wicked to enjoy her sloppy blowjob. Like all my female teachers, she was addicted to my cock.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I gasped as her mouth suckled hard on my dick.

And then her fingers found my pussy through my golden curls. She rubbed at me with such wicked force. She slid her digits up and down my slit until she found the entrance to my cunt. She thrust three in, stretching me out.

My face contorted as I loved every second of her mouth sucking and her digits probing. She worked her digits in and out of my cunt. It was such a hot thing to enjoy. I groaned, my toes curling. My heart pounded in my chest as this pleasure swept through me. I threw back my head as she blew me. She suckled with such passion on my cock.

“Oh, my god,” I moaned as her fingers thrust into me.

Older women loved me. They were always hitting on me. Just being around me, smelling that lavender scent that now wreathed my body, always set them off. It was such a rush to enjoy. I groaned, my cunt squeezing down on Mrs. Thompson’s digits.

She plunged them in fast. I stared down her body, her curving, peachy ass jiggling as she worked her head. Like me, she was naked. My toes curled in my shoes. She suckled with such passion on me. She brought me closer and closer to that moment of erupting. To cumming.

“Fuck, yes,” I moaned. “Work that mouth up and down my cock. Finger my twat. Ooh, Mrs. Thompson, you’re going to get my cum.”

She suckled so hard. My pussy clenched down on her digits. She thrust them into my pussy hard and fast. I loved every second of it. Her mouth suckled so hard on me. I arched my back, my cunt drinking in the friction of her wonderful fingers. It was amazing. Fantastic.

She plunged them in faster and faster, building and building the ache at the tip of my girl-dick. Her tongue danced around the crown. She would make me cum. It would be fantastic to enjoy. I would cum and cum and cum. I couldn’t wait for that moment to arrive. I would have such a mighty orgasm. Ust a big burst of rapture. I shuddered, the heat building and building in my snatch. I shuddered, climbing towards my orgasm.

“Yes, yes, yes!” I moaned “Oh, my god, that’s so good. That’s awesome. Yes, yes, yes! Mrs. Thompson.” My head threw back, my round tits bouncing before me. “I love this!”

She suckled hard. She jammed her digits deep into my pussy. I shuddered, the heat rippling out of my cunt and flowing down my dick. The two wonderful delights brought me closer and closer to bursting with bliss.

“Oh, that’s good,” I moaned. “Oh, yes, yes, you’re going to ... to...” My face contorted. “Going to make me ... Cum!”

I climaxed.

My futa-cum fired into her mouth. I shuddered, my pussy convulsing around her digits. The heat rushed through me. I loved being a futa. Me and my friends were getting so much pussy. Older women all loved us.

And at home ... With Mom...

My mind melted from the heat. This delight blazed through my body. I quivered as my pussy convulsed around her digits, rapture flooding for my twat while ecstasy burned from my spurting dick. She groaned, her cheeks bulging.

She was holding onto my jizz. I smacked my lips, eager to get a mouthful of her cum. To have her flooding my mouth with it. Stars twinkled before me. They danced and fluttered. I shivered through my orgasm. I hit the peak of my rapture, firing the last blast of spunk into her mouth.

“Mrs. Thompson,” I breathed.

She ripped her mouth off my cock and rose. She straddled me, her big boobs heaving. Then she cupped my face and kissed me on the lips. Her tongue thrust the cum into my mouth that she’d held back from swallowing. My salty seed flooded her mouth.

My dick’s tip rubbed against her furred muff. She shifted around until my cock nuzzled at the entrance to her married pussy. She quivered and then impaled her cunt down my dick. I shuddered as she did that, my tongue dancing with hers.

I quivered there as her cunt swallowed inch after inch of my clit-dick. I groaned as her married twat devoured my cock. She shoveled more of my spunk into her mouth, her big boobs rubbing into my round tits. She held me so tight as now, our tongue swapping my jizz back and forth.

That salty delight melted through my taste buds.

I groaned, my clit-dick throbbing in her snatch. She squeezed down on me. She held me so tight. Our tongues danced, the flavor of my spunk melting away. Then she broke the kiss, her boobs sliding over mine.

“Mmm, Britney, you are so sexy,” she moaned. She licked to my ear. “Just such an amazing dickgirl.”

“Thank you, Mrs. Thompson,” I moaned. “I’m so glad to study math with you.”

“Mmm, what’s one plus one?” she asked.

“Two,” I groaned.

“Three,” she purred. “You and me combined make three.”

“What?” I gasped, frowning.

She slid her pussy up my cock, making me shudder. As she did, her tongue swirled around my lobe. I quivered, my pussy clenching. My futa-dick throbbed in her pussy. Her nipples brushed mine, fat and delicious. She slammed down my cunt.

“I’m pregnant,” she moaned. “You bred me.”

“Your husband!” I gasped.

“I haven’t had sex with him since you,” she moaned. “Well, I had sex with him last night so he’ll think our daughter is his.” Her pussy squeezed about my cock as she slid up me again.

Her pregnant pussy.

“Oh, god,” I whimpered, my mind reeling. “You’re pregnant.”

“You bred me,” she moaned, slamming her cunt down my clit-dick again and again. She rode me hard and fast. “Oh, yes, yes, you sexy dickgirl. You’ve knocked me up!”

My mind whirled. It was so hard to process that information as she worked her cunt up and down my dick. Her pussy gripped me. Held me. It was such a wonderful delight, my cock throbbing in her snatch.

I shuddered, loving every moment of this. Every last second of her pussy riding me. It was fantastic. Amazing. I groaned, my dick twitching in her snatch. My pussy clenched, juices trickling out of me to dribble down my taint, forming a pussy beneath my ass.

Mrs. Thompson’s pregnant pussy massaged me.

Loved me.

“Oh, god,” I whimpered.

“I know,” she moaned, slamming her cunt down my dick again. “Oh, I know. You’re so awesome. Such a sexy slut. Yes, yes, you’re going to make me cum so hard. I’m going to explode. Mmm, isn’t that hot?”

“Yes,” I whimpered. “Cum on my dick.”

“The girl-dick that bred me!” moaned the math teacher. “Oh, yes, yes, that’s so hot. That’s so amazing. Oh, god, I’m going to cum.”

The ache swelled at the tip of my girl-dick. I groaned, my cunt on fire. I shuddered, rising towards that powerful moment of exploding in her pussy. Her snatch massaged me. Loved me. I whimpered, my face contorting in delight. My futa-dick throbbed in her snatch. I would have such a big explosion.

She slammed down me and slid back up, her nipples brushing mine. Pleasure shot down to my cunt. My pussy grew hotter, the pressure in my ovaries swelling. Another load of futa-cum to fire into her twat.

I could breed women.

Had I bred other women?

My friends? My mom?

Had I bred my mom?

“I’m going to cum!” I moaned, the ache swelling so fast at the tip of my dick. “Oh, yes, yes, I’m going to explode.”

“Me, too!” Mrs. Thompson groaned. “On the girl-dick that bred me!”

She slammed down my cock. I gasped as her pussy swallowed each and every inch of my futa-dick. I shuddered at the wonderful sensation, my ovaries on the verge of exploding my jizz into her cunt. She kissed me hard.

And came.

Her pussy went wild around my dick. Her hot and silky flesh spasmed and writhed. The pleasure shot up my shaft to the pinnacle. My cunt clenched. I groaned into her kiss. I trembled, toes curling, and then I detonated.

I fired blast after blast of cum into her pussy. I shuddered as the jizz pumped into her snatch. I whimpered into our sloppy kiss as I fired load after load of cum into her snatch. I quivered there, my mind melting from the bliss.

Her pussy milked me.

Writhed about me.

We shuddered together as my girl-dick unloaded all my spunk into her. It was heavenly. I squeezed my married teacher’s rump as the heady pleasure redhead its peak. I groaned, so dizzy with her news. I had bred her.

Who else had I bred?

Joyce Meyers

I slid my surprise for my futa-daughter up into my pussy.

It wasn’t really designed to go into a cunt, but its shape worked. I quivered as I heard Mrs. Thompson dropping her off. I smiled, my futa-dick throbbing before me. I knelt on the floor before her, my tits thrust out and my hands at the small of my back. Pussy cream soaked my bush.

The door flew open and my clothed futa-daughter burst in, blonde hair flying around her face. She gasped at the sight of me. Her blue eyes widened. Then her futa-dick twitched beneath her skirt, pressing against the fabric.

“Mom!” she gasped.

“Welcome home, Mistress,” I cooed. “How can this naughty futa-mommy satiate your pussy and cock?”

“Oh, fuck, I didn’t think tonight was a BDSM night,” she said. “That...” She blinked. “Wow, that’s unexpected. I mean ... I was ... and ... and...” She swallowed. “Are there candles upstairs?”

“Yes, there are, Mistress,” I cooed to my daughter. “Restraints are attached to our bed. I have set out several floggers and paddles if you wish to use them on me. As well as my nipple clamps.”

“God,” groaned Britney. She quivered there. “Strip me naked, Mommy-slave!”

“Yes, Mistress,” I breathed, my futa-cock throbbing and my cunt clenching about the surprise.

I rose to my feet and shot my hands to her baby doll t-shirt. I drew it up and over her head. She thrust her arms in the air to make it easier. Her blonde hair spilled out, her round tits bouncing free. She never came home with her bra or panties on after she had a “study” session with her math teacher.

I cupped my daughter’s breasts and kneaded them.

We didn’t play BDSM every night. Once or twice a week, I was allowed to feed my submissive side and be dominated by her. She was a switch, too, so sometimes she wanted to be dominated by me. It wasn’t my thing, but I would do it to make her happy and paddle her ass.

“How was school, Mistress,” I purred, massaging her tits.

“Later, later, I want to play with you,” she said. “Get my skirt off. You can grope my tits later, slave.”

“Yes, Mistress,” she moaned.

I had taught her to always keep her promises to a slave.

I knelt before her and unzipped her skirt. I drew it with care off of her, not wanting to catch on her dick and bend it painfully. My daughter’s big clit-dick sprang out. it was such a delicious sight to see. I smacked my lips, so in love with this dick.

It thrust from the blonde folds of her pussy. Her spicy musk filled the air. That was the same scent as my pussy. Such an intoxicating bouquet. I breathed it in, savoring that wonderful scent. It had me tingling in delight. My cunt clenched from the euphoria of this perfume.

I licked my lips, wanting to feast on her cunt and suck on her dick, but that wasn’t what she ordered me to do. So I put my hands back behind my back and stared up at her, my big tits jiggling with my excitement.

“March up to our bed, lie down, and prepare to be bound,” she said.

“Yes, Mistress,” I groaned, my pussy dripping with excitement. My futa-cock throbbed.

I rose, my dick bouncing before me. I headed for the stairs.

SMACK!

“Faster!” she hissed, my ass burning from where she’d spanked me.

“Yes, Mistress!” I moaned and rushed up the stairs, everything bouncing.

She chased after me. I giggled, feeling like a girl as I ran before her and burst into our bedroom. We shared it. Either just the two of us in here or some others. Friends of mine, MILFs that my daughter just loved to fuck, or girls Britney’s age that I craved. It was a lot of fun sharing girls with my futa-daughter.

I sank on the bed and spread my arms and legs wide, my wrists and ankles next to the leather cuffs that would strap me down. She shuddered when she walked in, her eyes brightening up at me. She sauntered to me.

She was nearly as dominant as her father. I missed him, but our daughter helped to fill that hole. I doubt he would have approved. He would never stand for me being a futa, but he was gone. I had to live my life.

I was happy again.

Britney deftly bound me. She Velcroed down each restraint. They were like the cuffs used to bind mental patience. They wouldn’t hurt me, but I couldn’t get out of them either. She grinned when she finished. Her fingers ran up and down my futa-dick.

Then she glanced to the candle. A thick, pink one made of real beeswax. Safe to dribble on a human. It would hurt, but not for long and wouldn’t burn me. Just leave little red marks. Synthetic wax used in cheap candles melted at too hot of a temperature to be used in this way.

She picked up the wand lighter.

CLICK!

An orange flame sprouted from the tip. She brought it to the wick. I clenched down on my surprise, my heart pounding a thousand beats a minute. She picked the lit candle up in its holder which had a ring for her to hook with her fingers. It made it very convenient to drip on me.

She straddled me, the wax already building at the top, pooling in the cavity created by the flame’s0 melting heat. She straddled me and grabbed my girl-dick with her free hand. I was surprised she went this way. Well, it would prolong her discovering what I had in my cunt.

“Oh, Mistress,” I moaned as her pussy slid down my futa-dick. “You honor me with your tight cunt.”

“Damn straight, I’m honoring you,” she moaned, swallowing more and more of my dick. “Mmm, yes, yes, that’s all my pussy you’re feeling. Every last inch of my thick and throbbing cunt. Your futa-cock shouldn’t even be in here.”

“No,” I groaned. “It’s so wrong. This mommy-slave is fortunate to be in your tight and hot cunt, Mistress. If you will permit, this mommy-slave will spurt all her cum into your forbidden pussy.”

“Maybe,” she purred and tilted the candle over.

A splash of pink landed on my right nipple. I gasped as the molten wax spilled over my nub and spread over my areola. It hardened almost immediately, only a small dribble running down my breast before it solidified.

I gasped at the searing heat and then the cooling bliss. My futa-dick twitched in her pussy while my cunt clenched down on her surprise. She smiled down at me and then slid her pussy up my girl-cock. Pleasure shot down to my twat from her massaging embrace.

“Oh, yes, yes, yes!” I moaned as her cunt slammed back down. Her cock smacked my stomach. “Mistress! Your pussy is heaven!”

“Of course it is,” she moaned, turning the candle. “I’m your daughter!”

She dribbled a line of wax from my right tit to my left. I groaned as the molten pink ran over my skin and then cooled. My limbs and legs pulled on the cuffs. My head pressed into the bed. It was intense to feel kissing my boobs especially with her cunt working up and down my cock.

She rode me with passion. She squeezed her pussy around my clit-dick as she worked up and down me, the candle burning in her hand. The scent of wax filled my nose. I groaned, her futa-cock smacking into my belly.

“Oh, yes!” she moaned and quickly tilted the candle three times.

Blobs of wax fell over my tits. I gasped at the rapid drops splashing my boobs with wonderful heat. I groaned, toes curling. The ache built and built at the tip of my futa-dick. My ovaries brimmed with the incestuous seed to fire into my daughter’s cunt.

“Mmm, you like that, Mommy-slave,” she crooned.

“It hurts so deliciously,” I whimpered. “And your pussy ... Your pussy riding up and down my perverted mommy-dick is just so amazing.”

Her smile grew. “I think I just might let your seed fire into my forbidden twat. I think that would be something to enjoy.”

“Thank you, Mistress!” I moaned as more wax fell on my tits.

The heat seared my flesh. Those burning kisses cooled into ecstasy. It was exquisite to experience. It was such a treasured delight. I groaned, my body trembling as she worked her cunt up and down my dick.

Her forbidden pussy...

It was so amazing to feel her working her snatch up and down my dick. She squeezed about me in such exciting ways. I groaned, savoring every second of her twat riding me. The ecstasy of this moment swelled me closer and closer to my orgasm.

“Yes, yes, yes!” I moaned, my toes curling. My pussy clenched down on my surprise. “All my unworthy mommy-seed to flood your pussy.”

“Mmm, you want to pump all your taboo futa-cum into me?” she moaned, tilting the candle.

The bead of was brimmed at the lip, a drop of liquid passion that would sear ecstasy through me. I nodded, whimpering as the candle turned over more and more. Her wrist twisted. The drop swelled then spilled over.

“You may cum, mommy-slut!”

Molten wax landed on my left nipple.

The heat engulfed my sensitive nub with rapture. I gasped and bucked, the pleasure bursting through me. I exploded. My futa-cum fired into my daughter’s taboo pussy. I cried out in rapture, my body bucking through the ecstasy of this moment. The wax ran over my nipple. My pussy convulsed around the surprise.

Waves of delight washed out of my cunt and ecstasy fired from my erupting clit-dick. I basted her pussy with my fertile seed. It was intense. Delicious. It was amazing. I groaned, savoring every moment of this ecstasy. I quivered through my bliss. It was outstanding.

Ecstatic.

“Mom!” she gasped, and then my daughter came.

Her hot cum jetted over my breasts. White seed splashed over my tits. Her pussy rippled around my spasming pussy. My head tossed from side to side as she milked me. She suckled out the cum in me as she painted my boobs in her seed.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I moaned, my toes curling.

The pleasure drowned my mind. My thoughts reeled from the rapturous, incestuous bliss. I shuddered, my moans blazing with my passion. I tossed my head from side to side. My legs drummed as her cunt milked out the last of my cum.

It was amazing to share this rapture with my daughter.

“Mom,” she groaned, quivering on me. “Oh, wow, Mom, that was amazing.”

“I know,” I groaned, shuddering beneath her. “It was fantastic. I love it.”

She grinned down at me, her eyes burning with such delight. “Oh, Mom, that’s awesome. That was incredible. I have to fuck your pussy now.”

“Oh, fuck it!” I moaned, my pussy squeezing down on her surprise.

My tits dripped with her cum, both my nipples caped by hard wax now. It was so amazing. She slid up and up my cock, setting the candle down on the nightstand. Her pussy popped off and she shifted herself to kneel between my thighs.

My dick, dripping in her pussy cream, now pointed at my tits. She pressed her futa-cock into my pussy lips. I quivered as she rubbed up and down. She just pushed in when she frowned. Her brow furrowed.

“What do you have in your pussy, Mommy-slut?” she cooed.

“A surprise for my mistress,” I said, my heart pounding so fast. A breathy exhilaration shot through me.

She reached in and grabbed it. She ripped it out. “Ooh, this is...” Her words trailed off. Her brow furrowed. “Is this... ?”

“A pregnancy test,” I moaned. “You’re going to be a mother. And a big sister.”

“You, too!” she gasped. “Oh, my god, I knocked up Mrs. Thompson, too.”

“Oh, that’s wonderful, honey.”

Then her eyes bulged. “Am I pregnant? Have you knocked me up, Mom?”

“There’s a pregnancy test on the counter in our bathroom.”

My daughter leaped off the bed, her blonde hair flying. I smiled, bound to the bed, dripping in cum and covered in hard wax. I felt so amazing. This was such a wonderful night. I would get to be a mother again.

That was such a wonderful delight.

I drifted for a few minutes and then my daughter shrieked. That girlish explosion of delight. She darted back in, waving the pregnancy test around so fast. She jumped on the bed and stared down at me with such awe.

“You’re going to be a mommy-grandma, slut!” she said. “I’m pregnant!”

I beamed at her.

Sarah Takamaki

“That’s it, work your tits up your sister’s girl-dick, slut!”

SMACK!

“Fuck!” my sister gasped after our mother had spanked her. “I will, Okasan!”

My busty sister piled her big tits around my cock. Like me, she was half-Japanese. Our mother was full Japanese, hence why we called her Okasan. Weirdly, that wasn’t the name for your mother, but the name for someone else’s mother. And yet that’s still what you addressed your mother as.

Japanese made my brain hurt. I barely spoke any of it while Ruri was fluent in both English and Japanese. Mom was, too, but she had a sexy accent.

She stood behind my sister, holding a slipper in her hand. Mom had round breasts and a delicate face, her hair as black as mine and her eyes as slanted as Ruri’s. I looked Japanese, but I had round, blue eyes.

My sister worked her big tits up and down my clit-dick. I shuddered in delight, savoring the feeling of those big tits sliding up and down my dick. I smiled and hummed, loving every minute of them. They felt incredible on me.

Those big, soft, and silky tits engulfed the crown of my cock when she slid them up, my pussy drinking in the delight of them. Then they slid back down my shaft and my crown popped back out. Which meant she got to slide those lush boobies back up again.

I was so glad Ruri had big, American titties.

SMACK!

“You make your sister cum with your tits, slut,” Mom said. “I want no excuses.”

“I will, Mom!” groaned Ruri. “You know I will. I love Sarah’s cock.”

“No more boys for you, right?”

“None,” purred Ruri. “They all have such small dicks. “It’s girl-cocks for me. Sister-dicks all the way!”

“Good!”

SMACK!

“Oh, what the fuck, Mom?” Ruri groaned, her hips wiggling and her tits sliding up and down my dick. “I said no boys.”

“Your ass is just smackable,” purred our mother. “Now I must kiss it better.”

Ruri grinned at me as our mom fell to her knees. I shuddered, my dick throbbing between my older sister’s tits. She worked them up and down faster as Mom started planting kisses over Ruri’s rump. She licked, too. It was so hot.

I groaned, my heart pounding in my chest. My pussy clenched every time my older sister’s tits engulfed the tip of my dick. I watched Mom’s kissing wander into Ruri’s butt-crack. Our sexy mother nuzzled down and down until she found her dirty prize.

“Okasan!” gasped Ruri. “Rimming my asshole! Ooh, you’re so dirty, Okasan!”

“So is your asshole,” purred Mom. “I must clean it.”

“Yeah, clean it,” I moaned, my pussy growing hotter and hotter.

I watched Mom, her black hair fanning over my sister’s rump, licking away while those big and lush tits stroked my dick. I shuddered, my pussy clenching. I rose closer and closer to my orgasm. It was so hot to feel.

I groaned, loving every moment of her titty fuck. Ruri knew how to please me. The pressure built in my ovaries. Her face twisted in delight. Mom must be rimming her hard. Then Ruri gasped and squeezed her tits even harder about my dick.

“She’s got her tongue inside my asshole,” my sister moaned. “Goddamn, she’s just wiggling it around in me. Can you believe it?”

“Yeah,” I purred. “She is a big slut, after all.”

“Mmm,” moaned Ruri. “And so are you, Sarah. Come on, fire all that futa-jizz on my face. Coat me with your jizz.”

I grinned at her as my pussy swelled with heat. My ovaries tightened. The ache built at the tip of my cock. I groaned as she slid her tits up to the peak of my cock. Then I erupted. My cum fired out hard from my cock.

Spurt after spurt of my cum basted her face. It was incredible. I shuddered, the pleasure hammering my mind. it was so awesome to enjoy. My head tossed from side to side, stars bursting across my vision.

“Yes!” I gasped, my pussy convulsing.

I dumped all my cum on Ruri’s face. Mom was eating her asshole. I shuddered, my toes curling from this wonderful delight of unloading blast after blast of jizz. I painted my sister’s features. I covered them in my spunk.

My back arched as I gasped, “Oh, yes, yes, that’s great!”

I slumped back, my round breasts rising and falling. The heat rippled through me. It was wonderful to feel. My head swayed from side to side. My phone beeped. I blinked and glanced at it on the counter. I snagged it up, breathing heavily.

“Damn, Okasan,” moaned my sister. “You’re just going to town on that asshole. Ooh, finger my twat, too.”

“Hey,” Mary had sent. “So ... I just heard from Britney and, well, I think you should get a pregnancy test.”

“Is she pregnant?” I typed back.

“And her mom and Mrs. Thompson.”

My jaw dropped. I glanced down at my mother feasting on my sister’s asshole. “How about you?”

“Waiting for my aunt to get back from the drug store so we can take our tests,” Mary answered.

“Fuck me,” I muttered.

“Language,” warned mother, lifting her mouth from my sister’s butt-cheeks. “Just because you fuck me with your big futanari-dick does not mean that you can speak like that.”

“We have to get pregnancy tests,” I groaned.

Mary Smith

“Another boy,” Dr. Connor said. The gynecologist worked the ultrasound probe over my aunt’s belly. The doctor, her red hair spilling about her shoulders, glanced down at my futa-dick thrusting out from my bush. “Or, well, maybe hermaphrodite. I mean, we tell the sex on whether or not we see the child’s, um ... penis. And, I guess, since you have one and you, er, knocked up your aunt and mother, that they might be like you.”

“Of course they are,” I said, glancing over at my naked Mom. “It’s not like they’re banging guys. Just us futas.”

“Yes, yes, indeed,” the doctor said, wearing her white medical coat buttoned up tight. She had her stethoscope draped over her shoulders and gorgeous legs. She was wearing beige pantyhose that clad her thighs. She swallowed. “So, I’m done with my exam. May I...”

“Of course you may,” I said. “The question is, whose pussy should you lick while I’m fucking you.”

The doctor quivered. She breathed in deeply, inhaling that lavender scent. It seemed impregnated with us. In the three months since my friends and I, and Mrs. Meyers, turned into futas, we had been turning women on. They were just ... attracted to our scents. They would start getting affectionate when they thought they were alone with us.

Well, it was wonderful. I made sure my mom and aunt had as much fun as me. I was always bringing home girls and women to share with them. It was just us girls. Dad wanted to run off with that whore, we would be happy without them.

“I’m already on the exam bed,” said Aunt Lisa, her legs spread wide. She had a flat belly. It would be months before we were showing.

“She is on the exam bed,” I agree. “I suppose that means you have to lick her pussy, Dr. Connor. It’s only fair.”

“Only fair,” the doctor said. She slipped off her doctor’s coat and was naked beneath. I arched an eyebrow at that then pushed up my glasses as her curvaceous form came into view. She had a flat, tone belly and beige thigh-highs on. No garter belt. She had even shaved her pussy since our last appointment when I first fucked her. “I’ll take care of you, Lisa.”

“Give her a wonderful pelvic exam, doctor,” my mom purred. She sat on her seat, her legs spread wide, and her hand diddling her pussy.

I grinned at Dr. Connor bent over and thrust her shaved pussy at me. Her plump rump wiggled back and forth. She looked so delicious. Just a treat for me to enjoy. I was so glad to fuck her. I would have so much fun ramming into her. It would be awesome.

I pressed my cock into her shaved pussy folds, sliding up and down. Aunt Lisa gasped. Her round breasts quivered. She stretched her arms over her head and squirmed in place as the naughty doctor devoured her pussy.