Chapter 27: Hot Wife Enjoys Her Futa Gift

Note: Thanks to my wonderful beta readers!

Lisa Green

I smiled down at Mrs. Francis, her face covered in mine and Poppy’s futa-jizz. We had covered the woman’s features and her glasses in our jizz. Her big boobs swayed as she trembled there, clearly enthralled that we had cum all over her features.

Her husband, my computer science teacher, filmed it. He had invited Poppy and me over so we would do just this: fuck his wife. Well, he invited me over because of the effect I had on people with children. MILFs and fathers just wanted me to fuck those sexy women who have had kids.

“Oh, Ducky, that was so hot,” purred Mrs. Francis. She licked her lips while I rolled my eyes at the nickname she had for her husband.

“Yes, it was, Goose,” Mr. Francis said as he filmed. He wasn’t a cuckold who got off on this, but just was a supportive and loving husband who wanted to see that his wife got fucked by the best dick in the world.

Mine.

It was sweet that his love for his wife led him to invite me over as a surprise for his wife. I brought Poppy because my futa-girlfriend deserved to share this hot moment with me. I was so glad to have her here with me.

She made this even better. It was fabulous to have a girlfriend. To have Poppy in my life and share this with her. And we were both of the same mind as we dropped to our knees, our boobs and futa-dicks bobbing before us.

We both leaned in and licked our cum off Mrs. Francis’s cheeks.

I loved that salty flavor coating my tongue. It was a fantastic delight to taste. I groaned as the futa-spunk melted across my taste buds. A hot thrill ran through me as I turned and kissed Poppy. Our lips met, sharing our girl-seed.

We swapped the salty delight back and forth. It didn’t last long before it melted into our saliva, but it was hot to enjoy. We both broke the kiss and licked at her glasses now. I stroked my tongue over the cool lenses, gathering up the hot jizz on them.

“Ooh, this is so exciting,” moaned Mrs. Francis. “I’ve never had anyone lick cum off my face before. My husband doesn’t do that.”

“Yeah, not my thing,” Mr. Francis said. “But I do love cumming on your face.”

She giggled. “And I love it when he does. Then he eats me out and makes me cum so hard!”

What a great guy. Husband of the year right here.

I licked over her glasses, scooping up the cum. This time, I kissed Mrs. Francis. I thrust my jizz-coated tongue right into her mouth. I plunged it deep into her and wiggled it around. She groaned as I did that. She whimpered, kissing me with hunger.

It was a wonderful moment. I was so glad to make out with her like this. My tongue swept around in her mouth as we made out with her. She groaned, her tongue playing with mine while Poppy kept licking up cum.

When I broke the kiss, my futa-girlfriend was ready to replace me.

Mrs. Francis moaned as she enjoyed more of the futa-cum.

“Mmm, that’s so hot to watch,” I groaned, loving the sight of Poppy and Mrs. Francis making out. Their tongues flashed, the pink appendages streaked in pearly jizz.

I licked up more of the cum from her cheeks and chin. I lapped at it, loving the flavor of the spunk. I held it in my mouth, ready to kiss Mrs. Francis when it was my turn again. I wanted to give her all that futa-jizz I had collected.

Poppy broke the kiss. I swooped in and thrust my cum-coated tongue into Mrs. Francis’s mouth. I loved how she moaned as I did that. Our tongues danced together, passing the salty delight back and forth. My futa-dick quivered.

I broke the kiss and saw some cum had dribbled onto her breasts. One glob had landed on her dark-pink nipple. So I ducked down and engulfed her nub. I suckled off that salty spunk, loving the taste of it in my mouth.

And her nipple between my lips.

I moaned as I suckled on her. My tongue swirled around her nub, driving her wild. She groaned as I did that. My cheeks hollowed as I suckled on her. This was a wild moment. I loved every second of this. It was so hot to nurse on her like this.

She groaned as I nibbled on her nipple into Poppy’s lips.

“Ooh, that’s so good,” moaned Mrs. Francis as I suckled on her nub.

“I think I’ll join the fun,” Poppy cooed and ducked her head down. She latched onto the MILF’s other nipple, suckling with me.

That was such a hot moment. I loved nursing on that nipple as Poppy enjoyed the other. We were both giving this woman such pleasure. I couldn’t wait to eat her out, too. I wanted to feast on her cunt and make her explode in delight.

That would be just perfect. I suckled on her nub. My lips massaged her areola. She groaned, her hand holding both our heads to her breasts. She knelt there, whimpering, her cum-smeared face smiling down at us.

“Oh, Ducky, this is just amazing,” she groaned. “Thank you, thank you, thank you!”

“Anything for you, Goose,” he answered, moving around us as he filmed. He immortalized us enjoying his wife. Such a great husband.

I nibbled on the MILF’s nipple. I loved them feeling of that hard bud in between my lips. I enjoyed every last second of this delight. It was a perfect moment. I swirled my tongue around her nub. I licked at her. Lapped at her. It was a wonderful moment to enjoy her like this.

She quivered as I suckled on her bud with my hungry mouth. She whimpered, her fingers digging into my scalp. I enjoyed this so much, but it was the tangy aroma that rose into my nose that really had me excited.

Her pussy.

I popped my mouth off her nipple and ducked my head down for her pussy. Only she was kneeling with her legs pressed tight. I groaned as I could see the top of her trimmed, blonde bush. Just a few curls that I wanted to nuzzle into.

“Lie back and spread your legs, Mrs. Francis,” I groaned. “I want to eat that pussy. I want to just eat you out. Please, please, let me eat that pussy. I’m going to fuck it real hard after I make you cum!”

“Oh, my,” Mrs. Francis said. “I would love that, Lisa! Mmm, you’re such a sweet thing. Thank you for coming over and fucking me. I know you didn’t have to—there’s probably so many women begging for your cock—and I’m just so happy that you chose me.”

“Your husband’s a great teacher,” I said. “I like his class.”

“Because you like working on your own projects,” Mr. Francis said.

“Coding’s coding,” I said, shrugging and pushing up my glasses.

Mrs. Francis stretched out on her back, her legs unfolding from beneath her and thrusting out on either side of Poppy and me. I loved that. It was so hot that we were going to share her. Poppy glanced at me and winked.

I grinned at her as we leaned over together. We turned to face that mouth-watering pussy. A MILF with a trimmed, blonde bush dripping with her excitement. Her tangy aroma filled my nose. The wonderful scent grew stronger and stronger the closer we came to her cunt.

I pressed my face into her bush, Poppy’s cheek rubbing on mine. I pulled off my glasses and dropped them on the grass as we both kissed at the MILF’s furred muff. Mrs. Francis groaned as she felt our young lips on her twat.

“Oh, my,” she whimpered, so excited for this moment. “Ooh, ooh, they’re kissing my pussy.”

“And they’re going to make you cum,” her husband said, a big smile on his lips. I loved this so much. I was so glad that I could lick and lap at her twat with my girlfriend.

Which we did. Our tongues flicked through the MILF’s tangy folds. She groaned as we stroked her thick pussy lips. She had such great labia. I loved when I could stroke across them and rub them on my lips. I brushed her clit peeking out of its cute hood.

Her breasts jiggled. They had formed two lovely mounds that quivered like jello fresh from the mold. I watched those delights as I lapped at her. My tongue stroked through those wonderful pussy lips, brushing Poppy’s.

I thrust my tongue deep into Mrs. Francis’s cunt. I soaked in her tangy juices and felt that delicious sheath I would soon be fucking. My futa-dick throbbed between me. My pussy cream trickled down my shaft, tickling me as I enjoyed this delight.

“Oh, my,” groaned the naughty wife. “Ducky, they’re just feasting on me. Two hungry girls!”

“Yes, they are,” the husband said, smiling down at us. “Just going to town on you!”

“Mmm, we are,” Poppy purred in complete delight.

It was so hot hearing these words. I was glad that this was making both of them happy, but especially Mrs. Francis. I wanted her to cum so hard. I was so eager to drown in her pussy cream. My tongue danced around in her snatch, teasing her.

She groaned as I did that. She tossed her head from side to side as I stroked around her slit. I loved that she had such a silky twat. I couldn’t wait for my futa-dick to penetrate this delicious hole. I would fuck her so hard.

I flicked my tongue out and stroked up to her clit, joining Poppy’s tongue. It was hot stroking over her bud. I was having a lot of fun flicking my tongue over her. I wanted her to just gasp out in delight. To squeal with passion.

That would be a hot moment.

My tongue caressed her bud. I stroked over her with passion. She gasped as I did that. She tossed her head from side to side, her whimpers so hot to hear. I loved that so much. I savored flicking my tongue through her folds.

“Oh, that’s good,” she groaned. “Ooh, ooh, I’m going to cum! You’re such good girls!”

“Futas, Goose,” said her husband.

“Right, right, futas.” The MILF shuddered as my lips sealed on her clit. “Oh, that’s so good. I have a tongue in my pussy, Ducky, while the other one’s sucking on my clit! Oh, that’s going to make me cum!”

“Wonderful,” her husband said, moving around us.

I nursed on her bud, wanting to drown in her pussy cream. That would be a hot moment. My tongue flicked over her bud. I stroked her with hunger. She shuddered as I did that. I polished her while Poppy was driving her wild with her tongue.

We tag-teamed this MILF. It was so wild to share this delight with my futa-girlfriend. I was so happy. My futa-dick throbbed and pulsed. My heart pounded in my chest. I wanted to just make her gush so many juices.

“Oh, yes, yes, that’s it!” squealed Mrs. Francis. “Yes!”

She bucked.

Her big boobs heaved.

They smacked together as she squealed out in delight. Her passion echoed through the air. She drowned me with her passion. I loved that. It was so hot having her cunt cream flooding out and soaking my mouth. She drowned me in her pussy cream.

It was such a fantastic moment to drink down all her pussy juices. I licked at her with hunger. My tongue flicked through her folds. I stroked her with my passion, savoring how she gasped and moaned. She shuddered through her passion.

Poppy and I licked at her.

“You two are amazing!” she squealed.

We lapped at her, gathering up her juices. She trembled through her rapture, her face twisting in delight. She shuddered, her boobs rising and falling. I loved the sight. She was such a sexy woman. I wanted to fuck her so hard.

“Take me, Lisa!” she moaned.

“Go get her,” Poppy said and kissed me on the lips.

I moaned, savoring this moment of delight with my girlfriend before Poppy broke it and rolled out of the way. I shuddered and crawled up Mrs. Francis’s body. My futa-dick throbbed before me. I wanted to just fuck her hard.

She smiled at me and grabbed my futa-dick. She pulled me to her pussy. She rubbed me into her cunt. I groaned at the heat of her furred muff. She slid my cock up and down her slit, her curls tickling the sides.

I leaned down on my elbows, my round boobs pressing into her tits. I licked the drying cum off her lips before my lips met hers. She moaned, kissing me with passion. It was so hot to have her arms and legs wrapped around me.

I thrust into her pussy.

I sank to the hilt in her cunt. It was fantastic entering her cunt. I loved having all my futa-cock in her snatch. Her married pussy held me tight while her husband watched on. I cuckold him fully. I was in his wife.

“Oh, you must be in heaven right now, Goose,” he said.

She moaned into the kiss, her lips working on mine.

I drew back my cock, her hot pussy squeezing about my dick. I loved how she gripped me like that. It was a thrill to have her kneading me like that. I thrust to the hilt in her cunt. I reveled in that hot pussy holding me tight.

It was a hot moment. I loved having her pussy massaging my cock are our nipples kissed. They rubbed together as I pumped away at her married snatch. She moaned into our kiss, her hands sliding to my ass. She gripped my rump as I pumped away at her.

“Go, Lisa, go!” Poppy whooped.

Ooh, she was so supportive. I loved her so much.

And I loved Mrs. Francis’s pussy. Her married cunt felt excellent around my girl-dick. I fucked into her snatch again and again. I pounded her with hard thrusts. I buried into her over and over. She gasped, squeezing her snatch down around my dick. She held me tight with that hot twat.

I loved pumping away at her. It was a thrill having her grip my dick. I loved it so much I savored it with everything that I had. I groaned, my heart pounding in my chest. It beat so hard as I thrust into her twat over and over again.

I broke the kiss and whimpered, “How is it?”

“The best,” she gasped, her pussy clamping down on my cock. “You have the best dick ever! Ooh, I’m so lucky that you’re fucking me!”

I beamed at her and kissed her with passion. My tongue thrust into her mouth. I loved the feel of her beneath me. It was a wonderful thrill to have her cunt gripping my cock. She had such a perfect twat. I loved how she held me. She gripped me with such passion.

I shuddered as I pumped into her snatch. I fucked her twat with hard strokes. I buried into her cunt again and again. Her pussy squeezed down on me. She held me tight with that wonderful cunt. It was a fabulous thrill to bury into her again and again.

“Oh, oh, I’m going to cum so hard!” she gasped, her fingernails biting into my rump.

“You better, honey,” her husband said, kneeling down to film us.

We turned our heads, our cheeks pressed together. He was a little fuzzy since he was more than an arm’s reach away for me. I smiled at him and his camcorder as I pumped away at his wife’s juicy snatch. I drilled my cock to the hilt in her.

“Your wife has such a hot and tight pussy, Mr. Francis!” I groaned. “I’m going to dump so much girl-cum in her. Ooh, I hope I breed her!”

“Yes!” she moaned, her twat squeezing around my dick. “I want that, too!”

I pumped away hard and fast at her twat. I fucked her cunt with powerful strokes. I buried to the hilt in her snatch. She shuddered, her pussy holding me tight. She gripped me with that hot twat. I loved it. I buried into her cunt again and again. I loved how she held me with that hot snatch.

I fucked her hard and fast. I plowed to the hilt in her cunt again and again, the pressure swelling in my ovaries. Every time I buried into her, she squeezed her cunt around my cock. I loved how the bliss rippled around me.

I was so close to bursting in her. Just so near to erupting in her cunt. I wanted to. I craved to. I would baste her snatch with so much jizz. I would drench her in cum. She squeezed her cunt down around me. I loved it. I loved it so much.

“Yes, yes, yes,” she moaned. “I can’t take much more of this cock. Oh, oh, Lisa! Lisa! You’re so amazing! I love your futa-dick! Yes!”

The sexy hot wife came on my girl-cock.

Her hot flesh spasmed around me. I loved every second of that wonderful bliss sweeping through me. The heat was outstanding. A wave of heat rushed through me as she nursed on me. I buried into her spasming depths.

“Mrs. Francis!” I cried and erupted. “I’m breeding you!”

“Yes!” she howled as her fertile pussy convulsed around my cock.

She suckled at me with that hot snatch. I loved every last second of her pussy rippling around me. She nursed on my cock. I groaned, my back arching as the pleasure swept out of my twat and through my body. It was such a hot thrill to have all this bliss shooting through me with each spurt of cum.

The dual delights of cumming as a futa washed through me. I loved every last second of it. This was an awesome treat. I was so glad that I had this passion. I was thrilled to dump my cum into Mrs. Francis’s pussy.

I filled her to the brim with every drop of cum that I had in my ovaries. I shuddered on her, my heart pounding a million beats a second. A dizzy wash swept through me. I felt so good. Just outstanding.

She suckled on me. She worked out every drop of jizz I had in my ovaries. I quivered on her, so aware that her husband filmed us. I kissed her with passion. Like a lover. I thrust my tongue into her mouth, and she responded.

I erupted one last time into her pussy.

I made out with her as our orgasms died down. Her twat rippled around me a few more times, working out any errant drops of cum that would fill her fertile womb with my futa-seed. Did I really breed her?

I hoped so.

Our kiss grew softer. More tender. The passion died away leaving only the bliss behind that hummed through our bodies. I broke the kiss and stared into her blue eye shining behind her smudged lenses. She looked so delicious.

“I bet you want more,” I purred.

“Yes,” she said.

“Well, let’s go to your bedroom. You can ride Poppy while I fuck yo in the ass.” I grinned at her. “How does that sound?”

As her pussy clamped down on my futa-dick she moaned, “Excellent. I do love it up the ass. I get it at least once or twice a month, but I’ve never done two cocks at once.”

“You’re going to love it,” I told her and pulled my futa-dick out of her cunt. “It’s awesome.”

I rose, loving the sight of my milky cum matting her bush. That was hot to see, too. My futa-dick throbbed as I rose, pussy cream dripping from the tip. I thrust out my hand and helped the sexy MILF gain her feet.

Poppy handed me my glasses. I slipped them on as I followed Mrs. Francis inside, her gorgeous rump jiggling. I couldn’t wait to split her ass open with my futa-dick. She headed through the sliding glass doors, Poppy and Mr. Francis trailing behind us.

“Ooh, I am so excited to have you both in me,” said Mrs. Francis as she glanced behind me. “Especially you, Lisa. You’re just so ... sexy.”

“Yeah, she’s a mad scientist who did freaky things to her pheromones,” said Poppy and smacked me on the ass.

I grinned.

We headed up the stairs and soon reached the master bedroom. Mrs. Francis stood by the bed, looking eager. A bead of my cum dripped down her thighs as she waited for Poppy to slide onto the plump-hued comforter.

Poppy did, her futa-dick waving. Her black hair swayed around her face. She stretched out on her back, her girl-cock bobbing before her. She had a huge grin and grabbed her throbbing shaft. She held up her clit-pole.

“Hop on, Mrs. Francis!” purred my futa-girlfriend.

“Oh, yes, I’m just so eager for that,” she said.

I smiled as she straddled my girlfriend and grabbed that thick and throbbing futa-dick. She pressed it into her cuntlips and wiggled about. Glancing back at me—or maybe at her husband filming over my shoulder—Mrs. Francis plunged her cunt down my futa-girlfriend’s cock.

“Yes,” Poppy moaned. “Oh, damn, that’s nice, Mrs. Francis.”

“Yes, it is,” cooed the MILF. “Mmm, and it’s about to get so much better.”

I smiled and crawled onto the bed. My futa-dick bobbed before me. I reached her and nuzzled my cock into her butt-crack. I slid it down and down to her asshole, just so ready to ram this thick shaft into her asshole. I found her backdoor.

I drilled against her anal ring. She groaned and shifted, her blonde hair rustling over her shoulders. She arched her back. I hugged her and found her big boobs. I squeezed them as I pushed harder against her backdoor. Her sphincter widened.

“Yes, yes, yes,” she moaned. “Oh, Ducky, her big futa-dick’s about to ram into my bowels. This is incredible! Thank you!”