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Story Codes: Hermaphrodite/Teen hermaphrodite, Oral Sex, Virgin, Interracial, Body Modification

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Note: Thanks to my beta reader Leslie for proofing this!

Pita Juarez

My phone rang as I stared out at the waters. Our Lady of the Sea was sailing the waters that I needed to reach. I would find answers. I ripped out my phone from my shorts’ pocket and saw it was my husband, Eduardo. I groaned.

I picked it up and hissed, “What, Eduardo?”

“This is the third cruise, Pita,” he said. “When are you coming home?”

“When I find her,” I said, my heart clenching. It beat so fast. My fear for Rosa swelled in me.

“She was washed overboard,” Eduardo groaned. “It’s been three years. She’s… She’s gone. She’s in heaven, with your mother. You need to come home. Please.”

“I don’t care!” I hissed as one of the women from the church retreat going on passed me by. “My sister disappeared in these waters, and I’m finding out what happened.”

“We know what happened,” he said. “She—”

“Is alive!” I snarled. “I know it. Something happened. I talked to witnesses. There was a silver light, then she was gone. And she wasn’t the only one. Five other women on that ship ‘fell’ overboard? No, they were taken!”

He sighed. “By pirates? Aliens? The Loch Ness Monster?”

“I don’t know,” I snarled. “And I don’t care. I’m finding out what happened to my sister!”

“And what about me?” he asked. “Us? You haven’t been home in two months. This is costing us money.”

“I don’t care,” I spat. “File for divorce if you don’t want to support me. You can go to fucking hell! I am finding my—”

The ship rocked. A silver light flashed. Then I gasped as—

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I blinked as I came awake lying fast down on a sandy beach. I gasped and jumped to my feet, my big breasts bouncing before me. I wiped the sand off them as I realized I was naked. Naked and standing on a strange beach.

I was staring out at the ocean at dawn. The sun was rising to my right, which meant I was facing… north. North across a stretch of water to another island. A large one with a massive, jungle-clad volcano rising straight up before me. Like one of the mountains on Hawaii. It seemed to reach all the way to the shore, ending at these cliffs. Cliffs that seemed to wrap around this island liked fingers, a thumb and forefinger, about to pinch where I stood.

The sea crashed into the cliffs before me while gently lapping on my beach. Then I noticed the cave.
Well, I thought it was a cave. A hole glowed with a silver light where the cliff met the ocean right before me. Like some sort of sea cove. But that light… It was the same light I remembered seeing right before I blanked out…

Was it last night? How much time had passed?

I didn’t know.

But this was what happened to my sister. Rosa was somewhere on this island. Or that one across the bay. It had to be. This was where she was taken. But why? I didn’t know, but I was here. I would find her. I would get her back to civilization.

Somehow.

It wasn’t ideal not to have my luggage. Not to have any of the survival gear I had bought. Not even the satellite phone that I had been speaking to my husband on. It was all gone. I gritted my teeth. Well, that didn’t matter.

I would find her.

“I’m coming for you, Rosa!” I gasped and turned around.

There was jungle behind me. I could see a small hill rising above it. High ground. That was good. I also would need food and water. But this looked lush. Wet and watered. I had trained for three years for my search. I was here.

I was ready.

I marched into the jungle, my steps determined. Something was going on here, and I would find it. I didn’t know what it was. Government experiments? Alien abduction? Some strange coven of witches casting spells? Something happened. The cruise industry was covering up just how many women fell overboard every year.

Three times as many men.

And often in groups.

No sign of foul play was ever found. The crews were all told to be quiet about silver lights. There was a conspiracy that had robbed me of my sister. And I wouldn’t let that stand. I would blow the lid off it and find my sister.

Let her still be alive, Mary, I prayed to the Mother of God.

I noticed a lifesaver. I picked it up. It didn’t have Lady of the Sea written on it. Part of the conspiracy. To trick me into thinking I was shipwrecked. Whoever was behind this didn’t know who they were dealing with.

I was one pissed-off bitch. People said us Latina women had a temper.

We did.

I marched into the jungle. I was starting to get hungry and thirsty. My survival had to come first. As much as I was driven to find my sister, I needed to prioritize my survival. If I was stuck on some small island off the coast, I would need a raft. I could probably swim that distance, especially with the lifesaver, but the cliffs were daunting.

The cave could be a deathtrap even though it was intriguing with that silver light shining from it. But I could get driven into the cliffs or sucked underwater. I had to be smart about this. Even if it took me a month, I would find my way to that other island. A big task.

Little steps.

I needed to take little steps.

I pushed into the jungle and found a game trail. It was thin, partially overgrown. The ground was soft, which was good since I was barefoot. My breasts bounced and jiggled as I marched on. Having big boobs was such a hassle right now.

I’d figure out something to do with that.

The world grew lighter as the sun climbed the horizon. My throat grew more and more parched as I followed the trail deeper. I needed to find some water. And this trail wasn’t going straight, I soon realized. It was winding.

But so long as I stayed on it, I could find my way back to the beach.

Birds sang in the trees above. I caught glimpses of colorful feathers. I spotted some fruit trees, too. That was encouraging. Many vines hung from the tall branches of the canopy. If I had a knife, I could cut those and get water from them. They were hollow and full of liquid.

I had to find a pool or something and hope it was clean water. If I got dysentery…

Well, it would be a rough few days.

The birds chirped louder. They were quite beautiful. After maybe an hour, I was really feeling the thirst. I licked my lips, wanting to drink some water. When did I last drink? Last night? I didn’t feel the need to urinate. That wasn’t good.

I was dehydrated.

A throbbing headache began behind my eye. I licked my lips, feeling them drying out. I needed to find water. I kept my ears pricked for any sound of running water. That would be good. Fast-moving water was the safest, with water bubbling up to form a spring even better.

That was water filtered by the earth. As clean as any water bottled from a plant.

The path bent around and came to a pool of water. I groaned in relief. I hurried down it, my big boobs bouncing and heaving. I reached the water and studied it. The rocks around it were spotless. No algae growing on them. The water looked crystal clear and…

A silver light glowed from it.

I swallowed at the glow. It wasn’t a natural light, right? It was silver. Almost like moonlight. I studied it, looking for any sign of its source. It came from the bottom. I bent down on the edge, studying this water.

Was it safe to drink?

What was this silver light?

I swallowed, so thirsty. There was water right here. I looked around at the vegetation. It was thick here. Clearly, the plants didn’t mind. They all looked normal. I didn’t see any dead animals around it. Didn’t smell any rot.

I breathed in and smelled loamy earth. Nothing foul.

Should I trust this?

I decided to sample it. I dipped my hand into the water and pulled it out. I stared at it up close. It was clear. It didn’t burn my hand. I didn’t feel any tingles. I dipped my tongue into it, seeing if the sensitive organ would fuzz with numbness. I waited for any reaction, letting the water spill out.

It was so hard to wait, but I had to make sure there weren’t any caustic chemicals. It seemed normal. I tasted nothing in it. Pure water. I dipped my hand into the water again. I brought it to my lips and drank from it.

It was refreshing to feel it in my mouth. I drank more of it as I stared down at that silver light gleaming at the bottom of the pool. That light was strange. It wasn’t natural. What was the cause of it? I had to figure out what was going on here.

I sat here, swallowing. My stomach still felt fine. My thirst was growing again. I wanted to drink more. I wasn’t filling any problems. I wasn’t getting sick. I had to risk it. I needed water. If dehydration got me, I was done.

I scooped out more of the water. I slaked my thirst.

Then I stared at that light. It bled out of the rocks. It was bright enough that I couldn’t really make out the source of the light. It had to be artificial. Whomever had brought me here must be responsible for this light.

I drew in a deep breath and dived into the water to investigate it.

I kicked down to the bottom, swimming for it. The water washed around me. It was cool on my naked body. I reached the bottom, feeling the weight of the water pressing in on my ears. I breathed out air as I peered at the crack.

The light seemed to be shining from below. I couldn’t see the bulb. I held out my hand towards the source but didn’t feel any heat emanating from it. The water was as cool down here as it was up at the surface. I shoved my hand into it then.

I pressed into the crack. It was narrow, the rocks brushing my hands. Then I touched metal. It felt like metal. Cool, like steel or aluminum. I slid up and down it, seeing my fingers blocking the light. My lungs burned. I had to breathe.

I kicked up to the surface hard. I broke it and sucked in breaths.

“What is going on?” I demanded. “Glowing metal?”

Was that possible? How could metal glow? That wasn’t glass. It really felt like metal. I stared down, thinking. I had to make sure.

I kicked down back to the crack. My feet scissored through the water. I went deeper again and thrust my hand through the crack. I felt the surface again. I tapped on it. I heard a tink-tink of my fingernails tapping on the metal.

I shook my head and shot up to the surface. I broached the water, my breasts bobbing on the surface. I crawled to the beach, my body tingling with the excitement and confusion of what just happened here. I reached the shore and crawled out on the rocks. Water spilled off my body, running down my thighs and spilling from my hair.

I turned back and stared at it. I shifted to crouch at it. The warmth of the island kept me from shivering. I felt good right now. Real good. I studied this light, my concentration focused on it, ignoring that throbbing itch in my nethers.

Something very, very strange was going on here.

I would figure this out.

I had to get to the top of that small mountain on this island. It looked only a few hundred feet tall. It should be climbable. I needed to get my bearings. Look for landmarks. There was something to this. Something that had to be uncovered.

I rose, my naked boobs jiggling and…

Something else was swaying down by my nethers.

“What?” My brow furrowed as I bent over to see…

A cock.

A massive dick, the same golden-brown hue as my skin, thrust out of my black bush. I gaped at that. How could I have that? Was it some strange parasite that just looked like a cock? Like some massive leach that had latched onto me?

I shot my hand down and grabbed it.

This impossible cock throbbed in my hand. It matched the drumming beat of my heart. I stroked up and down it, feeling the warmth of it on my hand, and feeling my palm on my… my… dick. I had a dick. It had grown from my pussy.

“No, no, no,” I whimpered as I stroked up and down it. This pressure swelled at the tip of my… my dick. “This can’t be happening. What the hell is this? What the fuck is going on here?”

I slid my hand down my cock and reached my bush. I pressed into pussy lips. I shuddered as I felt my pussy lips. They were wet, and not with the water. I shuddered, my twat itching now. This wasn’t happening.

I rubbed at my pussy lips and felt the cock thrusting out of my clitoral hood. It was my clit. I shook my head, my wet hair clinging to my shoulders. I looked up at the trees. Then I pinched my arm. Hard. So hard, I groaned from the sharp pain.

“Fuck!” I gasped, my dick throbbing before me. “Fuck, fuck, fuck!”

I let go of it. This was not happening. I did not have a big dick. I did not have to masturbate it. Not at all. I just had to… ignore this. I had to ignore this dumb thing. It was an illusion. A hallucination. I did not have a cock.

I was a woman.

A fucking woman!

I marched away, my blood boiling. Whoever did this to me, would pay. They would suffer for kidnapping my sister and making a mockery of me.

Hands clenched, I marched from that pool and headed into the jungle. There was no trail, but I didn’t care. I moved through the brush, that annoying dick bobbing before me. My pussy itched more and more.

This heat that made me want to masturbate.

“I am not masturbating in the middle of the jungle,” I hissed. “I’m not going to touch this freaky cock you gave me! You hear me?”

No one answered, but I knew they heard me.

I marched deeper into the jungle. I pushed through the light brush. I walked around the trees. The ground was soft. I was making good progress. The ground began to slope as I climbed the hill. I started using the plants to pull me along.

That dumb cock didn’t go soft. It throbbed and twitched. My pussy dripped juices that ran down my thighs. I had this need to touch myself. To fondle this cock. There was this pressure itching at the tip of my cock. My ovaries brimmed with cum.

I kept going. I climbed higher and broke out into a clearing. I blinked and looked around. I was more on the east side of this island now and maybe halfway up. I stared at the slope. I could do this. I clenched my fist and marched through the grass.

The end of the grass tickled the tip of my clit-dick. My girl-cock throbbed as I climbed higher up the slope. I reached more trees. And kept going.

My hair dried.

My legs burned.

My pussy ached.

I ground my teeth as I moved up the terrain, avoiding the cliffs and finding easier ways up. The sun climbed higher. My thirst grew again, but was satiated by a small waterfall I found. There was no silver light glowing here.

My hunger grew, but I ignored it. I skirted around the edge of another cliff of black, volcanic rock. Then I burst out of the brush and found myself climbing up to the top of a slope. I blinked as I stared out at the blue ocean.

I turned around slowly and faced the other island. It was a lot larger than me. I stood facing it to the north. There might have been a lagoon east of me. And there was another, smaller mountain I could see to the northeast peeking over the shoulder of that large one.

It still towered over where I was.

I didn’t see anything but that glowing cave. It was as green and lush as this one.

“You fuckers know that I’m going to expose your fuckery!” I roared. “You gave me this dick, but I’m not going to masturbate it! I’m not going to be a freak and jerk it off! You hear me?”

“Why no?” a voice asked behind me.

I gasped and spun around to find a slender, redhead teenager crouching behind me. She was slender, her body pale and not tanned like I would think for being naked on this island. She looked fourteen, maybe fifteen. She cocked her head and…

She had a massive cock thrusting from the shaved folds of her pussy. It was as big as mine and dripping with precum. She licked her lips, her head cocking to the right as she stared at me. Was she one of the kidnappers?

“Did you do this to me?” I demanded and advanced on her. “Huh?”

She squeaked in fright and jumped back almost like a frog. She landed badly, though, ending up on her butt. Her dick thrust out and bobbed before her. She rolled over and scrambled on her hands and knees back to the edge of the peak.

“Don’t hurt!” she begged, her eyes trembling. “Don’t hurt! Me good! Don’t hurt! Don’t hurt!”

My anger evaporated. I sighed, feeling guilty for startling this young girl.

“Sorry,” I said. Then I frowned. “No, wait, you’re behind this! You gave me this… this… thing!” I pointed to it.

“Futa-dick?” she whimpered.

“Yes, yes, this futa-dick!” I shook it at her. “You gave this to me. You afflicted this on me!”

She whimpered and squirmed more. “Me? Me do? No, no? Me good! Don’t hurt! Don’t hurt! Gina good!”

Tears appeared in her eyes. She quivered there like a little rabbit. My anger vanished again. What was I doing? She was frightened and confused like me. I didn’t recognize her from the cruise ship, but maybe she was one of the girls that…

“You said, Gina?” I reached out. “Gina Temple? You’re Jill Temple’s daughter.”

“Mommy?” Her face scrunched up. “Yes, yes. Gina me. Me Gina. Mommy’s daughter!”

My entire body trembled with exhilaration. Gina Temple was one of the five others who vanished with my sister. Gina Temple, her mother Jill Temple, Kendra Edgecomb, Jane Reynolds, Abby Reynolds, and my sister Rosa Gutierrez.

I hugged Gina. I pulled her to me, pressing my naked body into hers. Tears spilled from my eyes. I couldn’t believe it. I had finally found something concrete. Gina Temple was proof that my sister didn’t fall overboard. That Rosa was still alive. That she was abducted and brought here to this place.

I shook as the emotions overwhelmed me. They were too strong. I couldn’t contain them. They surged out of me. My arms tightened around this poor girl. She was a victim like my sister. I squeezed her tight.

She hugged me back.

“Why sad?” she asked, her voice so tight.

“It’s just… You’re… You vanished with my sister. With Rosa. Do you know Rosa?”

“No.” She stroked my back. “Me alone. Only Gina. Now you. Who you?”

“Pita,” I whispered. “I’m Pita.”

“No sad,” Gina said. “Me make happy.”

“You can take me to my sister?” I asked her, breaking away from her. I knelt there, my futa-dick—what a strange word, futa—thrusting out hard before me. Hers did the same. Did they ever go soft? “Can you get us off the island?”

“No!” Gina grinned at me. “Make happy! Suck dick!”

Before my brain could process that, the redhead girl ducked her head down and engulfed my futa-cock. I couldn’t believe it. She just swallowed my cock. It was wild. I groaned as she blew me. She suckled on me with such passion.

My pussy clenched as she nursed on me. I couldn’t believe it. She just started nursing on me. It was intense. I shuddered, my pussy clenching with this heat that swelled through me. She suckled on me with everything that she had.

She worshiped me.

I trembled, my heart beating fast. The pleasure swept through me. I shuddered with this delight, my face contorted with the sensation flowing down this new dick. It was intense. My clit had quadrupled sensitivity.

“Gina, you don’t have to suck my cock,” I groaned. “You really, really don’t have to do this.”

But she kept happily suckling away. I groaned, my pussy clenching. This was something I had never felt before. This was intense. Amazing. I couldn’t believe this was happening. She just went for it. She bobbed her head.

She loved me. She worshiped me. Her red hair swayed around her face as she worked her lips up and down my cock. My pussy clenched every time she slid up me, her cheeks hollowing. I shuddered from the bliss. It was amazing.

I shouldn’t be enjoying this. This cock was freaky. But… but…

Gina made me feel so good.

I just surrendered to that hot mouth nursing on me. Her tongue danced. This underage cutie was worshipping my dick. Her small breasts jiggled as she worked. Her futa-dick swayed beneath her. She rubbed her pale hands up and down my golden-brown thighs.

She was a naughty thing. A sexy, little gringa. The more she suckled on me, the more turned on I was. I savored this. I was cheating on my husband, but he was being such an asshole. He should have been out here with me, but now…

Now I had Gina sucking on my clit-dick. She worshiped it. She loved it. And I…

Loved it, too.

“God, yes, “I groaned, savoring that hot mouth. “Gina, you naughty, little slut.”

She wiggled her rump.

“You like being called that, don’t you?” I asked. “Mmm, yes, you do. You like that. You like me calling you a slut. You just love it. You’re going to drink all my…” Could I cum? I shuddered, realizing I would soon find out.

She bobbed her head, working her mouth up and down my clit-dick. She suckled, the pressure growing at the tip and in two points deep in my pussy. I didn’t know what those points were, but they were building and building me towards an explosion.

It wouldn’t be much longer. This was so different. So new. So wonderful. My head tossed back, my black hair swaying about my shoulders. My big tits swayed as I shuddered towards that moment of eruption. I climbed towards it.

It swelled in me. That need to just burst with delight. I whimpered, my brow furrowed. This was so good. Such a rush. I savored this delight so much. I wanted to just explode. She swirled her tongue around the spongy tip.

That was so sensitive.

“Gina,” I whimpered. “¡Mierda!”

My cock erupted.

The cum fired out of my girl-dick. My pussy convulsed as the jizz flooded Gina’s mouth. The girl moaned in delight. She swallowed it. She gulped it down. I loved the ecstasy that’s surged down my futa-dick with each eruption of my cum.

It was like nothing I had ever felt. My pussy convulsed, juices gushing down my thighs. The familiar waves of ecstasy washed out of me, almost drowned out by that fantastic rapture exploding from my girl-dick over and over again.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I moaned as I quivered on the top of the island’s mountain. I swayed, the world spinning around me.

I soared with this wondrous passion.

Gina swallowed the last blast of my cum. I quivered there, swaying from all this rapture. This was just an awesome delight. I loved every second of it. I spun from this dizzy exhilaration. At how magnificent it was to cum with a dick.

Gina slid her mouth off my cock with a wet plot. She stared up at me, this big smile on her lips. “Pita happy?”

“Yeah,” I said, panting from the delight of that. “I feel amazing.” I stood, my cock thrusting out over her. “That was amazing.”

“More?” She licked her lips. “Suck? Pussy? Want pussy?”

“Pussy?” I swallowed. “But you’re so young. I couldn’t do that.”

“Sure!” She rolled over and knelt on her hands and knees. She wiggled back and forth, her futa-dick swinging between her thighs. She looked so cute and adorable there. Her cock swayed between her thighs from that invitation. “Me wet! Fuck me!”

I couldn’t believe this was happening. I glanced over at the other island. It was so huge. Was Rosa over there? I had to get there. I fell to my knees, my futa-dick bobbing. My big boobs jiggled as I pressed my cock into her pussy.

I loved the feeling of her curls against me. Then the girl’s wet pussy lips. This was so insane. I had a cock. My clit was a dick. And it ached. I just came once, and I wanted more. I shuddered as I pushed forward against her.

And found a barrier.

A membrane.

She was a virgin. No one had ever fucked her. I don’t know why, but that made me grip her hips and thrust so hard. My cunt clenched as she gasped in delight. Her head tossed, red hair dancing. Then her cherry popped.

I slammed my cock into her pussy. She whimpered in delight, her hot cunt gripping my dick. It was absolutely amazing. Her snatch massaged my cock. It was amazing. So juicy. So wonderful. It was the best thing I had ever felt.

“Yay!” she squealed. Her pussy gripped me. She held me so tight. “Me like! Dick good! Pussy good! Dick pussy good!”

“Yeah,” I said, realizing that there was something off about her, but…

That pussy felt amazing. Just spectacular. So I drew back my futa-cock, her twat gripping down on me. She moaned out in pleasure as I buried back into her. The pleasure rippled through me. My snatch clenched, cream spilling down my thighs.

More and more of my golden-brown cock emerged from the pink depths of the White girl’s cunt. Her juices gleamed on my cock. They were so hot to witness. I thrust back into her. I buried to the hilt in her cunt again, savoring that tight snatch embracing my new futa-dick.

I loved this cock.

It was outstanding.

I gripped her pale hips and drew back again. I moaned, my big boobs swaying as her hot pussy massaged my cock. I slammed back into her. I buried to the hilt in her cunt. She moaned as I did that. Her pussy gripped me. She squeezed me with passion as I plunged into her snatch over and over again. It was outstanding to bury into her over and over again.

I fucked the White girl on the top of the island. She moaned out to the Pacific Ocean that spread out to the south. The waters were so blue and rich. I groaned, the sun warm on my back as I fucked her cunt over and over again.

The silky texture of her pussy sent pleasure shooting down my cock to my pussy. I buried into her again and again. I fucked her with such hard force. I loved the way she gripped me. She held me tight with that hot cunt.

I grunted as I buried into her over and over again. It was an amazing rush to have that naughty twat gripping me. She held me tight. I loved every second of it. Every last moment of her juicy snatch squeezing about my cock.

It was outstanding to bury into her over and over again. She held me tight. I loved that hot twat gripping me like that. She massaged me with her hot twat. I plowed into her again and again. I fucked her with such force. It was awesome.

Amazing.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I groaned, plunging hard and fast into her pussy. “Oh, fuck, that’s good. That’s real good. Shit, I love that so much.”

“Me love!” squealed Gina, her red hair rustling in the breeze. “Me love! Pita good! Pussy good! Futa-dick good!”

“Uh-huh!” I groaned. “Your pussy is fantastic! I’m fucking your underage cunt so hard!”

She moaned her agreement, squeezing her pussy down on my cock. She held me tight as I plowed into her twat. I fucked into her with such force. I groaned as she gripped me with that hot cunt. She massaged me, wiggling her hips from side to side. It was fantastic to enjoy her doing that. I loved it. Every moment of fucking her was heaven.

Her cunt gripped my cock. She held me tight as I plunged into her youthful depths again and again. I fucked her over and over again. I loved this so much. I savored her massaging me with that hot twat. I groaned, hurtling toward that moment of my climax. I rushed towards it. I loved every moment of this.

Every last second of burying into her. It was awesome to plow into her again and again. She had such an amazing snatch. I groaned, my futa-dick thrusting into her. The White girl whimpered, her futa-cock swaying between her thighs.

I shot my hands around and grabbed it.

“Ooh, ooh!” she moaned as I stroked her thick cock.

“Mierda, your cock is as big as mine,” I groaned.

“Yep!” she moaned, squeezing her snatch around my cock. “Ooh, ooh, me like! Pita give good! Yay! Yay!”

I shuddered, burying into her cunt over and over again. I loved the way her pussy clenched about me. She held me in her tight embrace. She massaged me. I loved the way she gripped me with her sweet cunt. Her silky walls were amazing.

The pressure grew and grew both at the tip of my girl-dick and in the depths of my pussy. Those two points that brimmed with my futa-cum. Were those my ovaries? Maybe. I didn’t know. I didn’t care as I kept fucking her underage cunt and fisting her clit-cock.

Her thick girl-dick felt so wonderful in my hand. I pumped up and down her thick shaft. She throbbed. Twitched. She felt wonderful as I pumped away at her. I thrust my clit-cock into her pussy again and again. I churned her up.

She moaned her delight as I fucked her pussy. I thrust to the hilt in her twat over and over. She squeezed down on me. That was incredible. The pressure rose and rose in my ovaries. I hurtled towards that moment when I would explode.

“Are you going to cum, Gina?” I groaned, fisting up and down her futa-dick.

“Me is!” she gasped, her pussy clenching down on me. “Me is! Me is!”

Her snatch clamped down hard on my cock as her futa-dick twitched in my hand. I stroked up and down her as fast as I could, hurtling towards my orgasm. Every plunge into her pussy swelled those aches in my ovaries. That need to erupt itched worse and worse at the tip of my cock.

I had to cum. Had to explode. My boobs heaved as I drilled into Gina’s deflowered pussy. She felt so incredible about me. It was such a rush to feel her massaging me. I groaned at how wonderful this was. How amazing it felt!

I fucked into her pussy again and again. I savored every second of this. Every last moment of pounding her while my hand stroked up and down her futa-dick. She whimpered, her pussy clamping down hard on me.

“Pita good!” squealed the girl. “Me cum!”

Her pussy went wild around my futa-dick.

I gasped as I buried into her writhing snatch. Her girl-cock throbbed and pulsed in my hand. She sprayed the top of the mountain with her girl-spunk. I shuddered at that as I buried to the hilt in her writhing cunt.

She suckled at me. It was so amazing. I threw back my head, my boobs heaving, and squealed out, “¡Mierda!”

My cum exploded from my clit-dick and pumped into her convulsing snatch.

Her pussy rippled around me as I spurted blast after blast of my cum into her. It was incredible. Her pussy suckled at me. She nursed at me as I pumped more and more of my girl-spunk into her pussy. I flooded her with all that I had.

“Oh, yes, yes, Gina!” I moaned, my pussy convulsing, too.

Juices soaked my bush and ran down my thighs. I trembled, dizzy with exhilaration. The world spun around me as I pumped more and more of my futa-cum into her pussy. I hosed her down, loving every second of it.

It was electrifying to dump my cum into her twat. I loved every second of it. This was a wondrous sensation. I shuddered, my mind burning with the delight of this ecstasy. It swept through me with each spurt. Waves of delight washed out of my cunt.

“Pita! Pita!” the White girl squealed as her pussy milked my futa-dick. “Me like! You good!”

“Thanks!” I groaned, spurting more and more of my futa-spunk into her snatch. “Oh, you’re amazing, Gina! I love this so much!”

“Yay!” she squealed, her pussy milking my cock dry.

I shuddered, savoring every second of this. I loved her pussy rippling around me. She nursed at me with such passion. I loved the feeling of her cunt writhing around me. It was outstanding to experience. My heart pounded in my chest. I fired the last spurt of cum into her snatch.

I swayed from the exhilaration of my orgasm. I leaned back and fell onto the soft grass capping the mountain. My futa-dick popped out. I groaned at that, my dick bobbing. Her clit-cock smacked into her belly. Her pussy splashed on my belly. It was a delight to experience.

I sucked in breaths, my big boobs rising and falling. I stared up at the blue sky. It seemed to go forever and ever. I felt dizzy by that. My toes curled and flecked. I sucked in deep breaths, wanting to just lie here forever.

But I couldn’t. I had to find Rosa. I had to—

Gina buried her face into my pussy. I gasped as that naughty girl licked at my cunt, my futa-dick throbbing. I groaned as her tongue swept over my labia. Sensitive from my orgasm, tingles of delight raced through me.

“Gina!” I gasped.

“Yummy pussy!” the naughty White girl moaned.

She shoved her hands beneath my ass and squeezed my rump. She kneaded me as her tongue fluttered up and down my pussy folds. My cunt clenched as she did that. I groaned, savoring how wild that felt. It was an incredible rush.

She licked and lapped at me as her fingers gripped my rump. I groaned, my futa-dick throbbing as she tongued my pussy. She licked around me, stirring me up. I groaned, arching my back and trembling as she did such naughty things to me.

“Gina! Gina!” I whimpered. “Oh, yes, yes, you’re such a darling girl!”

“Me futa!” she moaned. “Not girl!”

“Right, right,” I groaned, my pussy clenching as her tongue thrust into my cunt. I was a futa now, too. That pool had changed me. I had so many questions, but the way her tongue was swirling around in me made that so hard to care about them. “Oh, yes, yes, Gina!”

I loved her licking at me. That felt so wonderful to have her tonguing at my pussy. She swirled around in me. I shuddered beneath her, my face contorting with the delight of this moment. The heat swelled in me as she lapped at me.

My futa-dick throbbed and twitched as she did that. She swirled her tongue around in my snatch. I loved that she did that. She reached so deep into me and swirled about. It was just such a hot moment. I groaned, my face contorting with the pleasure of her licking.

“Good pussy,” she groaned. “Such yummy.”

“Why do you speak like that?” I asked.

She shrugged.

“But you don’t use a lot of words. You use ‘me’ instead of ‘I’ when you speak about yourself.” Her tongue licked at my pussy, sending a shudder through me. “I mean, you should say like, ‘I like this pussy. It’s good. A yummy pussy.”

“Why?” she asked. “Good pussy. Yummy pussy. Simple.” She flicked her tongue up to the base of my cock.

There was another thing. It had been three years, but she hardly seemed to have aged at all. She was fourteen when she went missing. She should have matured more, right? I mean, she looked like the photos. An adult doesn’t change that much in three years, but a teenager does.

She thrust her tongue back into my cunt. I groaned as she did that, my thighs squeezing about her head. I shuddered as she swirled her tongue around in my cunt. She flicked about me. It was just such a wondrous delight. My face twisted in rapture.

My heart pounded in my chest as she flicked about in me, driving me more and more wild. I groaned, savoring every moment of this. All those licks and laps were just delicious. I shuddered, my head tossing from side to side.

“Oh, yes, yes, that’s so good,” I moaned, wanting to focus on these mysteries, but this girl was amazing.

“Me fuck?” she asked, sitting up. My pussy cream dripped down her cheeks. “Me fuck Pita?”

“Yes!” I moaned without caring. “Ram that underage futa-dick into my pussy and fuck me hard! Mierda, I’m old enough to be your mother!”

She grinned at me and moved up to me. She pressed her futa-dick against my pubic hair. I shuddered as she did that. She pushed through my bush and reached my married pussy. I had never cheated on Eduardo, but I was still so angry with him that he didn’t support me.

Seventeen years of marriage, and he thought finding my sister was a waste of time.

“Fuck me so hard, Gina,” I hissed, not caring. “Ram that big futa-dick into me and make me squeal in delight.”

“Me will,” she said and thrust.

I gasped as the biggest object I had ever taken in my pussy speared into my juicy depths. My futa-dick throbbed on my belly as this sexy, White girl rammed her futa-cock to the hilt in me. I felt like a virgin. This was my first time all over again.

I squeezed my cunt down on her futa-dick as she pulled back. She moaned, her cute face twisting in delight, her red hair swaying about her features. Then she thrust back into me. I savored that thick beauty sliding into my depths.

I shuddered at how wonderful she felt filling me up with her clit-dick. I gripped her futa-cock as she pumped away at me. My big boobs jiggled as I squirmed on top of the mountain. I loved this so much.

“Gina!” I moaned.

“Yes, yes!” she gasped. “Pita good! Hot! Juicy! Me like!”

“So do I!” I groaned, my back arching and cunt clamping down on her futa-dick.

She thrust away at me with that wonderful futa-dick. I loved every second of her burying into me again and again. She thrust into me. She buried deep and hard. I groaned, loving that delight. My heart pounded in my chest as she pumped away at me.

My futa-dick twitched. The pleasure shot up to the tip of my clit-cock. I gasped as precum dripped from it, splashing on my belly. I shuddered, my pussy clamping down hard on her thrusting girl-cock. She buried into me again and again.

“So good,” I moaned. “Oh, that’s so good. Just keep fucking me, Gina!”

“No stop!” she moaned. “Too good! Me love!”

“Yes, yes, I love this,” I groaned, staring into this cutie’s eyes. She was so adorable. So sexy.
I savored every moment of her plunging into my cunt. She fucked me with such force. She plowed into me with such passion. It was outstanding to enjoy. My boobs jiggled and bounced as she drilled into me. She fucked me with such passion. I loved it.

I squeezed my cunt down on her futa-dick, reveling in the sensation. I groaned, my face contorting with the delight of this moment. I savored her fucking me with such passion. She buried into me again and again. I loved this so much.

She pumped away harder. Faster. She churned me up, my orgasm swelling in the depths of my cunt. My ovaries quivered with all the cum that would erupt from them. The ache grew and grew at the tip of my futa-dick.

“I’m going to cum on your cock!” I moaned. “On your big futa-dick, Gina!”

“Yay!” she squealed, joy in her green eyes.

She pumped away so hard, burying her futa-dick into me. She wanted me to cum on her girl-cock. She was such a loving beauty. I was enamored with her. I clamped my cunt down on her futa-dick and loved the feeling of her burying into me.

“Oh, that’s it!” I moaned.

“It is?” she groaned. “Good! Good! Me cum! Me cum Pita! Flood Pita!”

I clamped my twat down on her and panted, “Yes!”

She plunged her cock to the hilt in me, her face twisted in girlish passion. My futa-dick twitched against my belly. My back arched as the pressure in my ovaries burst. I gasped as my cum fired out of my futa-dick and splashed across my golden-brown tits.

“Yes, yes, yes!” I moaned, my pussy climaxing around her massive futa-dick.

“Pita! Pita!” Gina moaned as my cunt writhed around her girl-cock.

She drew back as more of my cum splashed on my boobs. I trembled, the dual pleasure rushing through me. She rammed back into me and gasped out in delight. Her cock exploded into my spasming snatch.

I trembled as spurt after spurt of her cum splashed into my pussy. Her cum soaked my cervix as my twat rippled around her. I milked her cock as I bucked. The dual raptures swept through my body. I shuddered, my face twisting in ecstasy.

“¡Mierda!” I gasped as her cum flooded my cunt and my jizz splashed on my boobs. “Oh, that’s so good!”

“Yes, yes!” she squealed, her futa-dick spurting more of her girl-spunk into my pussy. “Me like! So good! Pita good!”

“You’re amazing, Gina!” I moaned, my boobs dripping in my futa-cum.

I shuddered, my pussy wringing her cock dry as my clit-cock fired a final blast of jizz. The spunk splashed over my tits. I shuddered, loving that feeling spilling over them. I shivered with delight. It was an amazing rush to have all that cum running over my boobs.

She ducked her head down and started licking at my cum as I stared up at the sky. “Gina, we’re going to go to the other island and find your mom. And we’re going to find my sister!”

“Yay!” she squealed as she licked at my breast, gathering up the cum. I shuddered, feeling so good right now. I was one step closer to exposing what was going on here.

Gina mentioned angels, but my bet was aliens. They abducted us, gave us cocks, for a reason. I would find it then sail us off this island in a massive raft. They would regret the day they abducted Pita Juarez.

To be continued…

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