Chapter 9: Futa Brews up Naughty Fun

Note: Thanks to my wonderful beta readers!

Alexa Green

I stood before the vast array of sex toys that Romantic Delights, the “adult novelty” store for “adventurous couples,” stocked. I quivered at them. I just wanted to buy a strap-on so I could deflower my futa-daughter, Lisa.

But the choices here were staggering. My eyes were so wide at the colors, the materials, the shapes, the textures, and the sizes. Fleshy dildos or ebony ones that were made to look realistic complete with thick balls. They were short or long or thick or slender. Others were made of metal or stiff plastic. Some had bumps, ridges, or were curved. One was a thick shaft made of round balls. Some came with harnesses, others didn’t some vibrated and even advertised having apps to control them with a phone.

A phone!

There were butt plugs and anal beads and ben wa balls and clit rockets and G-spot ticklers. So many names. Double-headed dildos. Double-pronged dildos. V-shaped. U-shaped. Even ones that were massive. As big as my arm and as thick as my fist.

They were bigger than my futa-daughter’s girl-dick.

This was too much. It so many decisions. How could I possibly make a choice?

“Need help?” a woman asked. A mature contralto. I turned to see a woman about my age with blonde hair that fell in waves around her lush face. She had bold, red lipstick and deep-brown eyes with thick lashes. She wore a gray pencil skirt and cream-hued blouse, the top few buttons undone. “It’s not very busy this earlier, so we can spend lots of time making sure you find what you need.”

“Oh, thanks,” I said, turning to face her. “I’m Alexa.”

“Annette,” she said, smiling at me. “I’m the owner. Why do I have to work the slow shifts? Just not worth it to pay some twenty-something-year-old to play on her phone instead of getting something productive done when it’s slow.”

“Fair enough,” I said. “I just ... Wow.”

“You’ve made it to forty, and never needed a sex toy, huh?” Annette asked. “Is hubby no longer getting it done?”

“He passed away a few years ago.”

She winced. “Sorry. Turns out, at forty, I can still fit my foot in my mouth.”

“It’s fine,” I said, waving my hand. “You didn’t know. How could you?” I rubbed it. “He always kept me satiated, and I don’t really need it for myself.” I squirmed. “Um, it’s so embarrassing.”

“My, my, did you switch teams?” She arched an eyebrow. “Find yourself some cutie with tight ass and perky tits?”

“Yeah,” I said. And a big futa-dick. “My ... I mean ... I know her. Friend of the family. We’re lovers now, but ... I want to buy a strap-on to ... Well, she’s a virgin and I want to deflower her. God, that’s so embarrassing to say.”

“Not at all,” Annette said, moving in closer to me. “I totally get. Now, I can’t say I have ever used any of the strap-ons. I might be divorced, but I liked the real deal too much, but I have used them on me. Test out the new models. God, I have boxes full of them in my house. It’s not like I can sell them used.” She shuddered. “Ghastly to think that, right? Second-hand dildos.”

“They used to sell used condoms back in the 1800s,” I said. “You know, they were built to be reused, and men would sell them and they’d be resold. Boiled clean, of course.”

“Wow,” said Annette.

“It was a job young women were favored for. Guys, I guess, don’t want to buy used condoms from another guy.”

“They do get weird about stuff like that. Never see groups of guys come in here unless there’s a bachelor party on. Then they’re just here to buy the inflatable sheep or other gags. Men come in, don’t say a word, just get what they’re here for and head on out. But women...” She moved in closer, almost touching me. “Come in groups. Laugh. Share. Talk. Chat with me. They’re not weird about it at all.”

I nodded. “That’s neat, so ... A strap-on...”

“We don’t want one too thick for the cutie,” said Annette. “You have two options. You can get one of the strap-ons or the strapless strap-ons, as they’re sometimes called. The ones shaped like U’s or V’s. See, one end goes in you, then it thrust out from you like a real cock. You both get fucked as you pump away at your little lover.”

“My,” I said.

She reached for one, her arm brushing my breast through my dress. I shuddered at the contact, heat washing through me. Since my futa-daughter had fucked me, other women had turned me on. I had sex with Ginger Tate in her office without Lisa present. It had been a wild treat to eat out my fellow MILF’s creampie.

“Here,” said Annette, grabbing a red, V-shaped dildo. “Not too thick, but it’ll still give her a nice fucking. And you’ll enjoy it, too. See those little ridges.” She tapped the box, leaning in close to me. Our shoulders brushed. “That will rub on your clit and pussy lips. I’m told it makes the fucking even more amazing.”

“That does look like fun,” I said, my heart pounding. “The girls on the packaging look like they’re having a good time.”

“Well, they’re paid to,” she said. “It’s really dead. If you want, I can close the store, and you can try it out on me. You know, fuck me hard and make sure it’s the one to deflower your special friend.”

I gasped in shock and turned to her only to have her lips inches away from me. She kissed me. My mouth melted to her. Her lips kissed me. This was so wild. Why was she kissing me? What was this fire in my nethers? I thought she didn’t like girls. She was straight.

Our tongues danced together. I groaned, my pussy burning. She was so sexy. A MILF. They were so hot. Dickgirls and MILFs. My pussy soaked the panties I wore in an instant. I was so wet. So turned on by this situation.

I cupped her cheek with my hand as our lips worked together. I turned to face her. She put a hand on my hip then slid it to my lower back and down to grab my ass. I shuddered, kissing her with such passion. She pushed the dildo box into my other side as we made out.

My left hand stroked her cheek as my right cupped her big boob. I squeezed her through the blouse, loving the feel of her. She whimpered into my kiss as I kneaded her tit. She squeezed my rump. This was wild.

I loved it.

She broke the kiss and purred, “Let me lock up.”

“Yes,” I groaned as she broke from me and sauntered to the door.

“I didn’t know you liked women,” I said as she moved to the front of the store.

“I didn’t, either,” she said, throwing a look over her shoulder. “But you ... Mmm, there’s something just sexy about you.”

“I could say the same thing about you,” I purred. I must have gotten my futa-daughter’s taste in women. She loved MILFs, too, and we loved her. That was hot.

I absently rubbed at my stomach as I waited for her to come back. My nipples ached, almost tender. I smiled as she sauntered back to me, the open sign-off and the store locked. She sauntered right by me. I smacked her on the ass as she passed.

She giggled.

I followed, feeling so young. This was so hot. I didn’t expect to make a new friend like this. I followed Annette’s gorgeous ass cupped by the gray fabric of her skirt. She went through the door in the back. There was a lot of stock but also a small space with a love seat and a chair.

Like a break room.

She turned around when she reached the love seat and tossed the V-shaped dildo in its box on the couch cushion. She started undoing the buttons of her blouse. I shuddered as her black bra came into view. It had an elegant cut to it, trimmed in a charcoal gray. It was a delight to see cupping those large breasts.

I peeled off my crop top, my own breasts held in a gray sports bra. I hadn’t expected for things to get naughty. I felt so underdressed as she wiggled out of her skirt and revealed a black thong. The thin strip hugged her waist, riding high. I bet her ass looked amazing.

I dropped my skirt, a pair of pink Walmart panties. Cheap and made of cotton. Not wanting her to see me in my unflattering underwear, I ripped off my sports bra and freed my big tits. She sucked in a deep breath as she stared at my boobs.

I smiled as she licked her lips. I shoved off my panties, rolling those cheap things off. I wiggled my hips and let them drop past my knees. I stepped out of them, my heart racing. My pussy was on fire as she sauntered to me.

She cupped them. “Magnificent.”

I smiled as she ducked her head down and engulfed my nipple. She suckled on my nub with such passion. I loved what she was doing. My pussy clenched. The heat rippled through me. I quivered with this passion.

It was so exciting having her flick her tongue around my nub. She circled my areola with that wicked tongue of hers. I groaned, my pussy clenching. The heat washed through me. I wiggled my hips from side to side as I savored the MILF loving my nub.

“Mmm, Annette,” I purred, my pussy clenching. I couldn’t wait to try out that toy on her, but things were definitely heating up here between us. “That’s good.”

“It is,” she mewled around my nub. “I had no idea that a nipple was so much fun to suckle on.”

She nursed on me as I gasped out, “No wonder our husbands always wanted to.”

Annette groaned her agreement around my nipple. The heat swept through me. I loved this so much. I savored it with such a passion. It was so exciting to have her nibbling on me like this. A wave of heat rushed through me.

She stroked my sides as she nibbled on me. This wicked passion swept through me. I loved how she did that. It was an outstanding thrill to have her suckling. My cunt grew wetter and wetter. She squeezed my boobs.

“I can smell you,” she groaned. “How wet you are. Oh, god, that’s delicious.”

She dropped to her knees before me. I gasped, my auburn hair swaying about my shoulders as she nuzzled her face into my bush. I groaned at the wonderful feel of her kissing at my pussy. She whimpered as she did that.

She smooched with such tenderness at my twat. Almost reverently. It was like she was worshiping my pussy. But there was nothing special about it, right? I mean, she had a cunt. It was nice that she found it awe-inspiring, but I wasn’t sure why.

“Oh, god,” she groaned and thrust her tongue into my pussy.

She wiggled it so deep into me. She swirled her tongue around inside of me, trying to reach as deep as she could. She whimpered, her tongue straining to reach my cervix, though I had no idea why. She groaned in frustration.

Then she just lapped at my cunt.

She tongued my folds, sending bliss through me. I quivered as she licked at my cunt with fervor. Heat rippled through me from every swipe of her naughty tongue. My face contorted with delight. I groaned, my big boobs jiggling as she loved me.

She devoured my cunt with abject rapture. Her worship was powerful. Fantastic bliss washed through me as she flicked her tongue around in my snatch. She stirred me up, the ecstasy building and building in me.

I trembled, savoring every moment she lapped at me with such passion. This heat swept through me again and again. I enjoyed her hot tongue seeping through me. She drove me wild. She gave me such wondrous delight.

“Oh, my god,” I groaned.

“You’re so good,” she moaned. “You taste amazing. This is the best thing in the world!”

I would beg to differ. My daughter’s futa-cum was outstanding.

I quivered through the sensations. She brought me closer and closer to my climax. An ecstasy that I couldn’t wait to enjoy. I wanted to have all this rapture exploding through me. She built it in me as she feverishly devoured my twat.

She brushed my clit with her heady strokes. I shuddered as she slid her tongue through my folds. It was an outstanding bliss. I savored the heat sweeping through me with her every lap. Every lick. My orgasm swelled in me. That need to cum rose in my nethers.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I gasped, savoring the way she licked my twat. “I’m going to drown in your pussy cream! Oh, god, yes, I’m going to flood you with all my pussy cream!”

“Please, please, please!” she moaned and suckled on my clit.

I gasped as she did that. My entire body quivered. The heat swelled in my cunt. I swayed there, gripping the back of her head. I held Annette to my clit as she nibbled on my bud with her lips. I gasped, the pressure building and building.

My body bucked, boobs bouncing. Pleasure sparked from my clit, almost setting off the impending firestorm. She nibbled on my bud. I groaned, pleasure sizzling through my nethers. The fuel burst into flames this time.

I climaxed.

“Fuck, yes!” I gasped as I came.

The orgasm burned through me. An inferno of euphoria blazed through my body and engulfed my mind. My thoughts burned as the rapture gushed out of my cunt. I flooded her mouth with my pussy cream as I trembled through the firestorm.

Ecstasy consumed my thoughts. My mind burned into blissful ashes. I groaned through the ecstasy, her tongue fluttering through my folds. She licked and lapped at me with such passion. I shuddered, loving every second of it.

The rapture burned the hottest for one glorious second.

I panted as the ecstasy died down to a simmer. She licked at my pussy with leisurely strokes now. She pulled her face from my pussy, my cream dripping down her chin to her big boobs encased in her black bra.

“Wow,” she said. “I don’t know what possessed me, but your pussy ... It was just so attractive all of a sudden.”

“I’m not complaining,” I said. “Mmm, why don’t I get the toy out while you strip naked.”

“Right, right,” she said and rose on unsteady legs. Really? I was the one that enjoyed the orgasm, but she was the one who seemed dazed.

I grabbed the packaging off the couch and tore into the top of it, ripping the cardboard open. She panted as she reached behind her and unhooked her bra. She pulled it off and revealed the pillowy softness of her tits. They looked bigger than mine by a cup size.

Nice, soft, MILF tits.

I smiled at them as I pulled out the red, V-shaped dildo from amid its packaging of bubble wrap. It was sealed in a plastic bag. I tore that open with my teeth and drew it out. As I did, Annette shoved off her panties.

She had a landing strip of dark-brown hair leading to her shaved pussy. The carpet did not match the drapes.

“So I just put in the end that has the round ball at the end?” I asked.

“It’s supposed to help your pussy grip it,” she said as I brought the toy to my cunt. I shuddered as I pushed the round end into me.

I groaned as it stretched open my pussy lips. That felt so nice and so strange all at the same time. I shuddered, a naughty tremble racing through me as I sank it into my snatch. I pushed it up into me until where the dildo bent now rubbed into my pussy lips and clit. I felt the texture there. The ridges rubbed nicely on my flesh.

“Mmm, all set,” I said as Annette sank onto the couch. I smiled. It was like being young and making out on my boyfriend’s couch hoping his parents wouldn’t be home. “Come and get me.”

I smiled and sank onto the couch between her thighs. I lowered herself to her waiting embrace, her arms thrust up to pull me down. She wrapped around me and drew me into her body. Our big, soft tits pressed together, nipples nuzzling. My cunt clenched down on my end of the sex toy.

“Mmm, this is nice,” she purred as I stared into her eyes.

“Yes, it is,” I agreed, rubbing my nose into hers as I pushed the dildo into her pussy.

She groaned and squirmed beneath me while I gasped. Not only did the toy shift inside of me and stimulate my pussy, but those naughty ridges rubbed so deliciously on my clit. It was an exciting treat to have her massaging me like that.

She gasped when I bottomed out in her. Her face contorted with delight. The couch groaned as we squirmed together, our boobs rubbing tight. I loved this so much. She stroked my back and slid her hands down to my rump. She squeezed me.

I drew back my hips. It was so different doing this. The toy shifted in me. I thrust back into her, both of us gasping. The ridges massaged my clit. Pleasure sparked through me as I plunged to the hilt in her again. And again.

“Ooh, this is fun,” I purred as I got into the rhythm of pumping away at her.

“Yes, it is,” she moaned, her hands gripping my rump. “That’s just nice. I love that a lot. Ooh, yes, yes, fuck me, Alexa!”

I smiled at her as I pumped away at her cunt. I fucked into her pussy with hard strokes, loving the feel of the toy moving in my twat. That was amazing how I was almost masturbating myself as I fucked to the hilt in her.

She groaned, her fingernails gripping my rump as I drove the dildo into her. Every time I plunged into her, the ridges really massaged my clit. I groaned, my orgasm building in such a succulent way as I fucked her pussy.

She moaned beneath me, our breasts sliding together. I loved what she did to me. I enjoyed how she squirmed beneath me. Annette was so much fun to make love to. Her brown eyes gleamed with her passion.

I kissed her, tasting my sweet cunt on her lips. She groaned as our lips worked together.

It was so hot. So delightful.

I thrust into her harder as our tongues played together. My pussy clenched down on my end of the shifting dildo as I fucked her cunt. I buried the V-shaped toy into her snatch again and again, building us both toward our climaxes.

I plunged over and over into her pussy, my cunt loving the bulbous end of the toy shifting around in me. I quivered as every thrust brought me closer to that bursting delight. I wanted to have a mighty climax. Just explode in rapture.

“Oh, my god,” Annette moaned. “You’re so sexy, Alexa!”

“So are you!” I groaned, plowing to the hilt in her cunt. I fucked that toy deep into her, my clit throbbing. “Ooh, I am going to burst.”

“Yes!” Her fingernails bit into my butt-cheeks. She gripped my rump, pulling on me. “Let’s cum together!”

I grinned at her and kissed her hard. My lips melted to hers as enjoyed every moment of plowing the toy into her snatch. Our boobs rubbed together. Tongues danced. I hurtled to my orgasm. I shuddered and climaxed.

She squealed into my lips as she joined me.

We bucked together on her couch, our nipples kissing, as we shared this wondrous bliss. I groaned, stars bursting across my vision as my pussy writhed around my end of the dildo. Her cunt must be spasming with an equal fervor around hers.

I savored every moment of cumming with her. My mind melted from the rapture gushing out of my cunt. I kissed her with such ferocity as we writhed together. I loved that we shared this delight. It was a fantastic moment of bliss.

“Damn,” I groaned as I hit the peak of my pleasure, breaking the kiss.

“Mmm, how was that?” cooed Annette “Is this not the perfect toy to use on that lover of yours?”

I nodded. “Thank you for letting me try it out.”

She grinned from ear to ear.

Lisa Green

As Mr. Wong dismissed us, I felt everyone glancing at me again. Whispering. I had a feeling I knew what it was about. Some of the guys glanced down at my crotch and shook their heads. The girls, too. She told them all I had a cock.

Well, would they believe her? I didn’t care. I headed to my Computer Science classroom, my mind thinking of the formula. Of the different things it could do. I wanted to understand what gave me the cock and what gave me the pheromones.

It had to be the Phendaline that caused me to grow a dick. Clearly, that was a chemical that targeted my reproductive system. And like I thought, Sulfaradine would affect breasts. What would happen if I used Sulfradose instead? Used the sugar form of the chemical. Would that...

It might. It just might.

That was something to try. I had all the precursor chemicals made. The hard part, Tamrixillin and Laxic-Uraciline were the hard stuff to make. So if I used Sulfradose it would combine with the Laxic-Uraciline, wouldn’t it form ... Sulfra-Uracilidose.

Yes, yes, that would be just the thing. Ooh, but would it be stable to use on me? No.

I blinked as I realized I was sitting at my desk in my computer programming class. This wasn’t the time to make code. I had so much better things to think about. I started sketching out the organic chemistry to see if I was onto something.

This was a special form of math. You had to balance your equations, but with molecules. You could not gain or lose anything, just change them. I worked on it and smiled. This was something very interesting.

And could I create a version of futanari that didn’t have the pheromones? Maybe. I needed to lose the Uraciline but keep the Laxic so that Phendexrohol could be made. That should be able to give any girl a dick.

But what if substituted Boranixol and combine it with Laxic to make Laxic-Boraniline. That would probably stop the pheromones while simultaneously having such a wicked effect on the girl’s breasts. Making them smaller.