MILFs Love the Futa Chapter Twenty-Six: Eager MILFs Please the Futas

 

MILFs Love the Futa

Chapter Twenty-Six: Eager MILFs Please the Futas

by mypenname3000

© Copyright 2021


Story Codes: Teen hermaphrodite/Female, Hermaphrodite/Teen hermaphrodite/Female, Oral Sex, Creampie, Facial, Anal Sex, Rimming, Ass to Mouth, Interracial, Sex Toys, Domination/submission, MILF, Hot Wife, Cuckold, Exhibitionism, Voyeurism

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Note: Thanks to my beta reader for proofing this!

Shanice Black

I didn’t think. When that bitch Mrs. Green said I could fuck her pussy, I just had to pounce.


I rose up her body, the shower spraying on my back. I didn’t have that fucking cock ring on my futa-dick. I could cum in her pussy. Just unload in her snatch this time. She wouldn’t blue ball—blue ovary?—me this time.

My cock pressed between her thighs. My cock nuzzled into her wet bush. I had just eaten her out. The ring gag I wore let me do that. I didn’t have my hands cuffed behind me, either. No butt plug in my ass with a dog’s tail. I didn’t even have that humiliating collar on.

She shuddered as my futa-dick pressed through her curls to her wet pussy. Her MILF-cunt. I thrust into her twat. She moaned. I hated her and her bitch of a futa-daughter. They both would pay, but right now I just had to cum.

“Oh, my, such an eager bitch to fuck her Mistress’s pussy,” she cooed like I was her pet.

I gripped her hips and shifted my own until the tip of my cock nuzzled her cunt in just the right way for me to spear into her twat. I buried deep and hard into her cunt. I plowed to the hilt in her snatch, loving the feel of her cunt around my dick. She had an amazing twat. Just an absolutely fantastic pussy. I groaned as I sank deeper and deeper into her snatch.

It was a fantastic rush to have all that twat engulfing my cock. I moaned in wordless joy to be in the MILF’s pussy. I pressed my small titties—thanks Lisa, you fucking cunt!—into Mrs. Green’s big, soft titties. My girl-dick reveled in sliding to the hilt in her snatch. It was an awesome delight to be in her. I shuddered at how wonderful it was to fill the MILF up with my snatch.

“Oh, yes,” she groaned, her cunt squeezing down on me. “Mmm, fuck me so hard like a good bitch!”

SMACK!

Her hand slapped my wet ass hard, reminding me of how she strapped me last night. I gasped at the burning heat and drew back my dick, her hot twat clinging to my shaft. I reveled in that bliss and slammed my girl-cock back to the hilt in her snatch.

SMACK!

“Yes, yes, that’s it, my good little bitch,” she moaned as my futa-dick filled up her cunt again. I reveled in the feel of that juicy snatch around my cock. “Fuck me hard!”

I moaned in complete agreement. I had to “pretend” to be her pet. Right now, it was so easy with her hot twat around my dick. I loved it. I savored having her hot cunt around my cock. That was a fantastic rush to fuck her snatch. I pounded her twat with everything that I had.

Her hot and juicy twat gripped me. My nipples rubbed across her soft tits as I pounded her twat. I fucked her hard, hoping I bred the bitch. That Lisa would have a new baby sister. It was a hot thought imagining breeding this cunt.

I ached to pump my fertile seed into her hot snatch. She squeezed down around me as I fucked her hard and fast. I thrust into her snatch with force. I plowed into her with all that I had. She gripped my cock with that hot twat. She held me with her amazing pussy. I reveled in that delight as I fucked her hard and fast. I thrust to the hilt in her snatch again and again.

I loved fucking her hard and fast. I savored this hot pussy around me. It was just a rush to have her cunt around me and the hot shower spray on my back. I slid my hands around her and gripped her rump. I squeezed her ass.

“Yes, yes, that’s so good,” she moaned, her back arching. Her boobs rubbed across my tits. Our nipples brushed.

Sparks sizzled down to my cunt.

My ovaries drank in the sensation. A small drop of bliss joined the rapture coming from the juicy pussy around my cock. Rapture melted down my futa-shaft every time I plunged into her, swelling the pressure in me.

I would have a huge load of cum that would erupt in her. I would flood her womb with my fertile jizz. I couldn’t wait for that moment. I craved it so much. I wanted to have all that pleasure shooting into me. I squeezed my cunt down on that big dick.

The pleasure rushed through me. It was a hot delight to feel that pleasure rippling through me. I plunged into her again and again. I fucked her hard. The pleasure swept through me. I loved all that pleasure. I savored this delight. It was just a hot moment to fuck this MILF.

“Oh, my little bitch,” she moaned, her cunt squeezing about my cock. “Just keep fucking me like that!”

I hammered her cunt with force. I buried to the hilt in her snatch. I loved the feeling of her cunt. I savored fucking her. I buried into her with force. I plowed into her with all that I had. It was a fantastic rush to have all that bliss about to burst in me.

I savored it so much. I loved this pleasure. I enjoyed every last second of fucking her snatch. My ovaries brimmed with the need to erupt. The ache swelled at the tip of my cock. I knew if I came in her first, she would spank me.

I had to hold back.

That was what Mrs. Green would want.

I moaned into my ring gag, wishing I could clench my teeth together and fight it. Her hot pussy teased me. I shuddered, my ovaries brimming with all the jizz I had in me. I whimpered as I pounded her hot twat.

Her cunt clenched down on me. I gasped at the surge of bliss that shot down to my cunt. My ovaries had to blow. I was so close. I thrust in and out of her, whimpering. I needed to erupt in her pussy. I had to cum in her.

“That’s it,” she moaned, grabbing my butt-cheeks in both hands. She squeezed. “Fuck my cunt! Make me cum like the good little bitch that you are!”

Please, please, please cum! screamed through my mind as I fucked to the hilt in her cunt. I buried my futa-dick deep into her snatch. Please, you fucking whore! Just let me cum! Please!

I buried into the heavenly torture of her hot cunt. She gasped, her fingers biting into my butt-cheeks. Her gasps echoed through the bathroom as her pussy convulsed around my cock. She suckled at me with that hot dick.

I erupted into her juicy pussy.

I squealed as my futa-cock spurted over and over into her cunt. Her hot pussy writhed around my dick as I unloaded into her snatch. I pumped her womb full of my girl-seed while the ecstasy slammed through my mind.

Rapture swept through me. Wonderful, majestic ecstasy that drowned my mind in such bliss. I loved it. I quivered through all that rapture, my mind bursting with delight. Waves of ecstasy gushed out of my pussy as I pumped her cunt full of my futa-jizz.

“Yes, yes, yes, my little bitch,” she moaned, her fingers digging into my rump. “Oh, you’re filling me up with all the wonderful cum! Ooh, you might knock me up!”

I shuddered in delight, my futa-dick spurting jizz into her fertile pussy.

“Good thing I’m already pregnant with Lisa’s daughter,” she groaned, working out my cum.

I grunted, trembling against her as I erupted one last time. That hot fantasy burst, but at least I busted my ovary in her. I filled her with my girl-seed and had an amazing climax. I felt so good right now. I panted, my rising and falling breasts rubbing against her tits.

“Mmm,” she said, sill kneading my rump. She massaged me as I quivered through all this pleasure. It was quite the delight to enjoy. I was so happy with it. Just so thrilled to have all this bliss rippling through me. “That was fantastic.”

It was. It absolutely was.

“Now, you just made a mess in my pussy,” cooed Mrs. Green, “and what does a good little bitch do for her Mistress when she makes a mess?”

Anger spiked through me. Of course, she would make me lick all that cum out of her sloppy cunt. But I had to keep up the facade. My mouth watered as I dropped to my knees. I would make her cum so hard and lick out all that cum. She would never suspect I didn’t want to do this.

My futa-dick slid out of her pussy as I sank to the floor. I loved the naughty feeling. A wave of heat shot through me, my cock bobbing free. I knelt before her. I grabbed her hips and stared at her bush. Already, my cum was spilling out into her curls.

I pressed into her and licked at her. My tongue flicked through her curls and gathered my salty jizz. I stroked through her folds, her sweet pussy cream mixed with the taste of my futa-cum. I groaned, lapping up both of them.

“Yes,” she groaned, her big boobs jiggling over my head, the shower spraying on them. The water ran over her as she smiled down at me. “That’s it. Be such a good little bitch and clean me up.”

I moaned into her pussy and licked.

I lapped at her with all my might. I wanted to make her cum so hard. My tongue stroked through her folds. I enjoyed the mix of flavors. My hands stroked her wet skin as I gathered up the jizz and her cream. I stroked her thick cuntlips.

I flicked over her clit. She gasped as I did that. Her boobs bounced again. I shuddered at how great it was eating all my futa-cum out of her pussy. I licked at her with hunger. It was a delicious thing to do to her. I flicked my tongue into her snatch.

I swirled around in her. I licked out the jizz in her as she moaned. I thrust into her and scooped out my cum. I had to make her cum hard. I just had to drink all her pussy cream and make her happy. I had to show her I was her good little bitch.

For now.

Just for now.

I wiggled my tongue around in her cunt. I loved the feel of her pussy as I searched for my futa-jizz. When I found it, I scooped it out of her. I wiggled around in her, drool and pussy cream running down my chin.

My futa-dick ached. I wanted to fuck her. I had to ram my clit-dick into her pussy and churn her up. I craved to fuck her so hard. I ached to be in her and churn her up. I wanted to pound her pussy again. Even if I had to clean her up after.

“Ooh, ooh, you’re so good at cleaning, my good little bitch,” she purred.

A flushed warmth washed through me.

I flicked my tongue through her folds. I lapped at her with hunger. Her back arched. Her breasts jiggled above me, the water washing over her tits. They were so bountiful. I loved how they jiggled as I feasted on her. I watched them quivering. They were so beautiful.

My tongue plunged into her pussy. I swirled around in her, looking for more of her futa-cum. I loved how she squeezed her twat around me as I searched. But I couldn’t find any more of her cum in her. It was amazing.

So I had to make her cum now. I had to make sure that she had a great orgasm. That would fool her.

I flicked my tongue over her clit. I stroked her bud, loving how she gasped as I did that. She threw back her head, her boobs bouncing and jiggling. They were so hot to witness. Just a hot sight as I tongued her bud.

I licked at her clit as she gasped. She tossed her head, her moans growing louder and louder. She gripped the back of my head, holding me tight. Her eyes rolled back in my head as I loved her pearl. I stroked it. Polished it.

“Oh, such a good little bitch,” moaned Mrs. Green. “Just keep doing that. I’m going to cum! Oh, yes, yes, you’re going to make your Mistress cum!”

I whimpered in delight as I flicked my tongue over her bud again. She gasped and bucked. Her pussy cream gushed out. A sweet flood that drowned me with all her cunt cream. It was so hot having her juices spill over my lips.

I loved it.

I drank down all her passion. I savored her juices spilling over my lips and chin. My futa-dick throbbed. I had made her cum. A wave of delight washed through me as I swallowed all that hot cunt cream pouring out of her.

I gulped down her pussy cream as she shuddered through her bliss. Her boobs swayed back and forth, smacking together as she trembled through her orgasm. This was so hot. I loved every last second of drinking the MILF’s juices.

“Damn, that’s good,” she panted. “Mmm, that’s just amazing. Shut off the shower, my little bitch.”

I rose and turned around, knocking it off. Then I stepped out and grabbed a towel. I started drying myself up, running it over my nipples. They throbbed. My hard futa-cock ached as I dried that off. I whimpered at that.

Mrs. Green climbed out. I shuddered and grabbed a fresh towel. She took off her shower cap as I opened wide the towel and wrapped at around her body. I rubbed at her with it. I massaged her big boobs and her curving hips with it.

I dried her off, working across her back then down her thighs. I knelt, my futa-dick throbbing as I worked on her. She hummed as I did that. I slid the towel up between her thighs and rubbed at her cunt as I dried her bush.

“Mmm, that’s such a good bitch,” she said and headed out to the bedroom. She grabbed my collar.
I shuddered and headed to her, sweeping my damp hair out of the way. She buckled it around me. She snugged it tight, another wave of warmth flushing through me. This was so demeaning. I wasn’t her bitch. I wasn’t.

She put the doggy ears on my head then grabbed the butt plug. I shuddered and bent over. I thrust my rump out at her. I shuddered as she pushed the metal cone against my sphincter. I groaned through my ring gaga as she pushed on my asshole.

My asshole widened and widened to swallow the toy. She stretched me out as she jammed the metal cone into my asshole. I squeezed down around the butt plug, my fuzzy tail sweeping behind her. She smiled.

“Good,” she said. “I’m going to make us some breakfast while you, my good little bitch, start cleaning. I want the bed made with fresh sheets, the bathroom cleaned, and the upstairs vacuumed. When I have breakfast done, and I feel you haven’t done a good enough job or done as much as you should have, I will strap you hard and put the cock ring back on you.”

I whimpered and nodded.

“That’s a good bitch,” she purred as she rubbed at the top of my head.

I whimpered as another wave of warmth washed through me.

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Mrs. Alexa Green

I was making such good progress with Shanice. I felt so good as I headed downstairs. I found my phone on the way and texted my daughter a progress update. Then I headed to the kitchen to see what I could make for breakfast.

“Don’t drink the whole milk,” my daughter sent back. “It’s gone bad.”

Such a good futa-daughter to be so concerned for me.

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Natti Spring

I woke up in bed alone. I reached out, expecting to find my boyfriend…

Wait, that wasn’t right. I didn’t have a boyfriend. I wasn’t into boys any longer. I was into girls. MILFs. Mrs. Toritomi, my sex slave, should have been in bed beside me. I remembered falling asleep after dumping her full of cum.

I rolled out of bed, my mouth tasting sour. I headed for the bathroom, relived my bladder, and brushed my teeth. Feeling minty fresh, I headed downstairs to the sounds of cooking. I loved that. And the sight of Mrs. Toritomi’s pale-olive rump was another sight, the ends of the apron ties draping over her butt-cheeks.

“I borrowed your mother’s apron,” the Japanese MILF said, looking behind me. “I hope that’s okay, Mistress-sama.”

“More than okay,” I said, staring at her naked ass. “Ever made your husband food naked.”

“Hai.” She smiled. “It’s sort of a… think you do for your lover in Japan at least once. You great him and call him daringu!”

“Is that darling?” I asked.

“Hai.” She winked at me. “Omelets, daringu?”

My futa-dick throbbed at hearing her say that. “Mmm, sure. Omelets then some nice anal. I want to enjoy that hole your husband never has over and over.”

“I remember last night, Mistress-sama,” she said, smacking her rump. Her butt-cheeks jiggled. “He is watching this right now.” She pointed to a tablet and asked something in Japanese.

He answered back with a groan.

“He’s masturbating right now,” she said. “Isn’t that pathetic of him? He loves that I’m over here cooking breakfast for my futa-Mistress.”

“Yes, it makes me so hard,” I said. “And starving!”

I sat down at the kitchen table and watched her cooking, her round boobs jiggling beneath the apron. I had a great view of her side boob. That was hot watching it jiggle beneath her apron as she scooped the omelet onto the plate.

“They make omelets in Japan?” I asked as she came over to me.

“I like Western cooking,” she said. “And you don’t have a rice cooker for me to make our typical breakfast.”

“Rice?” I blinked at that.

“Hai. Fresh rice with a raw egg cracked over it. The heat of the rice helps to cook it and makes a filling breakfast.”

“Oh,” I said, glancing down at the omelet that she placed before me. I was more than glad to have this. “Sounds… tasty.”

She smiled at me as she sat down and grabbed her fork. I wanted to ask about chopsticks, but maybe they didn’t actually use those all the time in Japan. Maybe it was just a thing we did in the States to pretend to embrace the culture when getting cheap Chinese.

I dug into mine and found ham, cheese, and delicious spinach. It was good. I groaned in delight as I ate her breakfast. She smiled in delight that I loved what she cooked and dug into her own. The egg was so fluffy.

It was perfectly maid. She knew what she was doing. That much was clear to me. She was just an excellent treat. I loved every last moment of eating her cooking. And she looked so pleased that I cleared my plate.

“That was good,” I said to my married MILF pet. “Mmm, now, you know what you have to do.”

She rose and turned to the kitchen island. She grabbed the edge and thrust her rump out at me. She wiggled back and forth, my futa-dick throbbing with the need to fuck her. I loved this so much. I rose and moved toward her.

I couldn’t resist dropping to my knees behind her, grabbing her rump, and parting her butt-cheeks. I buried my face into her crack and rimmed her asshole. She gasped as I did that. Her glossy, black hair spilled down her back.

She looked behind her and gasped, “That’s so naughty. Ooh, ooh, you’re just licking my asshole. I love that so much. Mistress-sama!”

I savored the earthy flavor of her sphincter. My tongue danced over her asshole. I pressed against her anal ring and wiggled into her. I loved sliding into her backdoor and tasting the sour flavor. She whimpered as I did that.

I swirled my tongue around in her asshole as my futa-dick throbbed, just aching to be in her. I wanted to ram into her so hard. I wanted to fuck her so badly. I would pump her full of cum. I would have such a huge orgasm pounding her.

I loved rimming my naughty MILF.

Her husband was watching this, too. She had positioned herself where he could see us from the iPad’s camera. That was so hot. I loved it so much. It was just a wicked thrill to eat her asshole before him. To cuckold him.

I popped my face from her asshole and rose. My futa-dick thrust out before me. It slid into her thick bush. I shuddered as I grabbed my cock and dragged the crown through her curls and the wet folds of her pussy.

“Mistress-sama,” she moaned as I did that.

I found her asshole and thrust against her sphincter. I loved the feel of her asshole spreading over the crown of my dick. That was always a special moment. A wonderful delight to have her anal ring swallowing my futa-rod. I pushed on her until I slid into her bowels.

I groaned as my girl-cock slid into her anal sheath. Her hot flesh clenched down on me. It was a hot thrill to have her velvety hole devouring me. The pleasure washed through me. It was just a hot thrill to sink deeper and deeper into her asshole.

“Oh, oh, Mistress-sama,” she moaned. “Daisuki.”

“Mmm, you like that, don’t you?” I groaned. “That’s what you just said.”

“Hai.” She wiggled her hips back and forth, stirring her anal sheath around my dick. That felt so good. I loved just how tight her bowels were. “I love it, Mistress-sama!”

I loved being sunk to the hilt in her bowels. I drew back. She gasped, her anal sheath clenching down hard on me. She held me tight as I thrust back into her asshole. I fucked into her asshole hard and fast. I loved how she gripped my dick with her velvety flesh.”

“Yes, yes, that’s good,” I groaned. “Hot wife slut! Your husband’s watching you getting your asshole reamed out by my big futa-dick!”

“Hai!” she squealed. “I’m such a slut! Fuck my asshole! Pound me, Mistress-sama! I love your girl-dick. I love it so much!”

She squeezed her bowels down around my cock. It was a fantastic rush to have her cunt squeezing down on me. I loved all that pleasure gripping me. I fucked her bowels hard, ramming into her anal sheath again and again.

Her flesh gripped me. She had such a hot grip on me. It was a fantastic thrill to have her anal sheath squeezing about me. I loved how she held me tight. I savored that wonderful sensation as I buried into her anal sheath again and again.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I moaned, my crotch smacking into her pale-olive butt-cheeks.

They jiggled from the impact of my hard futa-cock slamming into her bowels. I buried into her again and again. I fucked her with force. I thrust into her hot bowels with all that I had. It was a hot delight to fuck her with passion.

I buried into her again and again. I fucked her anal sheath with such force, the pleasure building and building in my cunt. My ovaries throbbed as I buried to the hilt in her asshole. I savored that wonderful sensation of hammering her asshole.

“Fuck, Mrs. Toritomi,” I groaned.

“Mistress-sama! Mistress-sama! Mistress-sama!” she whimpered as I fucked her bowels over and over again.

I loved how she gasped in delight as I hammered her bowels. I fucked her hard, the pleasure building and building as I plowed to the hilt in her anal sheath. She tossed her head, her asshole gripping my cock.

I slid my hand around her hip and traced her pelvis to her thick bush. My fingers slid through her curls to find the wet folds of her cunt. I thrust my ring and middle finger in. I sank into her juicy snatch as she gasped in delight.

“Oh, Mistress-sama!” she groaned.

“I know,” I purred, fucking her anal sheath hard and fast. “Just enjoy. Just enjoy my futa-dick!”

“I am!” she gasped. “I’m going to cum!”

I loved how she gasped in delight as I fucked into her bowels. The pressure in my ovaries built and built. I was so close to bursting. It was a wonderful thrill. It was a wonderful passion to fuck into her anal sheath. I bruised to the hilt in her.

I fingered her cunt so fast.

“Mistress-sama!” she moaned. “My pussy!”

I thrust my digits in and out of her snatch as I fucked to the hilt in her bowels. I fingered her cunt with the same rhythm that I fucked her asshole. It was just so hot to feel both her holes. My thumb found her clit. I massaged it.

Her bowels clamped down on my asshole.

I was so close to cumming. She gasped, her asshole gripping my cock. She held me tight. Her hair tossed as I plowed to the hilt in her bowels. She gasped in delight. Her head threw back as her anal sheath went wild around my dick.

“Iku!” she howled, her pussy soaking my hand.

That magnificent moment swept through me as I enjoyed a married MILF’s asshole rippling around me. Her hot flesh suckled at me as I pumped away at her. And her husband watched it all. He witnessed me burying to the hilt in his wife’s spasming bowels.

And erupting.

I groaned as I pumped her bowels full of all that cum. I spurted into her anal sheath again and again. I loved that heat erupting into her bowels. It was a hot delight. A wonderful rush to have all that jizz spurting into her bowels.

I groaned with each eruption. I savored the delight of cumming in her bowels. It was a wondrous rush to have all that jizz spurting into her bowels. I filled her to the hilt with all my cum. I filled her to the brim with the futa-spunk that brimmed in my ovaries.

“Oh, fuck, I love your ass, Mrs. Toritomi!” I groaned.

“Mistress-sama!” she cried out. “Mistress-sama’s cum!”

I pumped my futa-seed into her bowels again and again, my pussy cream gushing down my thighs. It was so wonderful to have all my juices spilling out of my thighs while her cunt spasmed around my fingers.

I loved how her asshole nursed out my girl-spunk from my ovaries. It was a fantastic rush to have all that pleasure gushing out of her. I loved it so much. The pleasure washed out of her. She drenched my fingers with her pussy cream. I loved it so much. This was a hot moment.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” I groaned as I erupted a last time into her bowels.

I pulled out of her asshole. I loved how great I felt right now. I shuddered and stepped back. I glanced at the iPad. Her husband panted, his face flushed. He had jerked off hard. I shook my head at the cuckold then turned off the device.

I was about to ask what we should do next when she spun around, dropped to her knees, and sucked my dirty dick into her mouth. I groaned as she suckled on my cock fresh from her asshole. The naughty MILF.

“Oh, Mrs. Toritomi,” I groaned as she suckled hard on my dirty dick.

It was a fantastic thrill to have all that pleasure sweeping through me. I loved how amazing it was to feel her wet, sucking mouth around my dirty futa-cock. It was just fantastic. She bobbed her head, working her hot mouth up and down my dick. She suckled with all that delight on me.

“Fuck, that’s good.” I smiled down at her, working her mouth up and down my dick. “Yes, yes, just like that. Just suck my cock with all that might.”

She winked at me and nursed on me so hard. I loved the pressure. Her tongue swiped around my cock. She suckled at me with force, nursing with passion. Drool ran down her chin. The wanton sounds she made echoed through my kitchen.

My pussy clenched as she did that. Pussy cream dripped down my thighs. I slid my hand through her hair and gripped her as she suckled on me. It was a hot thrill to have her bobbing her head and working her mouth up and down my cock.

“You’re such a dirty MILF,” I groaned. “Ooh, I can feel that sucking all the way down in my pussy.”

She cupped my cunt. I gasped as her fingers rubbed at my snatch as she bobbed her head, working her hot lips up and down my dick. It was a perfect delight. I savored all that wonderful bliss. It built and built at the tip of my cock.

I groaned as the pleasure washed through my snatch. She rubbed at my cunt until her fingers found my cunt. She thrust her digits into my snatch. I gasped as she did that. It was so hot having her do that. She nursed on me with hunger.

Her tongue swiped around my pole as she bobbed her head. I gripped her black hair as she suckled hard on my futa-dick. My cunt clenched down around her fingers. I enjoyed every last moment of those digits pushing into my snatch.

Pleasure rippled through me. It was a fantastic thrill to have all this bliss sweeping through my body. My heart pounded in my chest. It was a thrill to have all that pleasure building and building in me. My ovaries throbbed.

“You’re going to get a huge mouthful of cum,” I purred. “You want that, right?”

She moaned around my futa-dick and wiggled her fingers in my snatch.

“Wonderful,” I groaned. “Ooh, yes, yes, just keep suckling on me. That’s perfect. I love it. I loved it so much. Damn, I love how your cheeks hollow. You’re going to have so much of my jizz spurting into your mouth. “Fuck!”

She brought me closer and closer to cumming. It was a hot thrill to have her suckling on me. I shuddered, rising toward climaxing. She pumped her digits into and out of my snatch. I shuddered as she slobbered on my cock.

Her fingers stimulated my pussy. She churned up my cunt, my ovaries drinking all the delight. I rose toward that moment of climax. I hurtled closer and closer to that moment. It was just an amazing passion.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I groaned, my heart pounding in my chest. I couldn’t wait to cum in her. “You dirty wife.”

She suckled with pure delight on me.

“My MILF-pet!” I gasped. “I have to buy you a collar!”

She moaned, bobbing her head, working her mouth up and down my girl-dick. Her fingers thrust deep into my twat. That felt absolutely incredible. Her tongue swept around the tip. Pleasure washed through me. It was just a hot moment to have all this pressure building and building in me.

“Damn!” I gasped as her fingers thrust deep into my cunt. “My naughty pet!”

I erupted.

My futa-cum spurted over and over into her mouth. My jizz splashed against the back of her throat. She swallowed my futa-spunk. I loved it as I erupted over and over again, my cunt spasming around her snatch. It was a hot moment.

“Mrs. Toritomi!”

I swayed through all this bliss. I enjoyed every last second of my cock erupting. My futa-cum spurted into her mouth. She swallowed it all down. She gulped down that jizz. I felt so good. A big smile spread on my lips.

She gulped down the last of my cum. The pleasure was exquisite. I savored that delight sweeping through me. It was just a wonderful moment of bliss. I shuddered, my heart pounding in my chest. A big smile spread on my lips.

“Damn,” I groaned. “Damn, that’s good.”

She slid her lips off my futa-dick and purred, “Do we need to go and buy me a collar, Mistress-sama? My child is with the babysitter all weekend long.”

“Yep,” I said. “Find your clothes. No panties.”

“Hai, Mistress-sama,” she cooed. Damn, she made my futa-dick throb.

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Mrs. Henrietta pulled her vehicle up at the address Mr. Francis sent me. The computer science teacher had texted me the address this morning. I was eager to fuck his wife for him. He was so excited about it, and so was I.

“Well,” I said as Poppy and I climbed out of the car naked. It was fun sharing this weekend with her. “You and your wife have fun. I’ll text you when to pick us up, but it won’t be for a while.”

“Yeah, we’re going to fuck the shit out of Mrs. Francis,” said Poppy. “I hope she’s hot.”

“Me, too,” I said.

“We’ll return when you text us, Mistress,” cooed Mrs. Henrietta. The gender-swapped MILF smiled at me.

“Have fun,” Mrs. Evelyn said, the futa-MILF waving at me. It was so hot having Shanice’s mothers as my slaves.

And from the text I got from Mom, she was having fun with Shanice. I couldn’t wait for Mom to break that bitch. The girl deserved it for what she did. Fury bubbled through me for a moment before Poppy’s hand took mine.

My futa-girlfriend’s touch was so comforting. I squeezed her back, smiling at her. She gave me a quick kiss on the lips. I shuddered at the feel of her mouth and the taste of the strawberry lip gloss that she had on.

“What was that for?” I asked, smiling.

“Why, beautiful things need to be rewarded,” said Poppy as she pulled me to the front door, our futa-dicks bobbing before us. “And that smile was gorgeous.”

A rush of giddy delight swept through me. I felt so light, I could just float away if I wasn’t holding her hand. She tethered me to the ground and drew me up the Francises’ porch. I loved that. She knocked hard on the door. Three hot wraps.

A moment later, Mr. Francis opened the door, motioning me inside. He had a camcorder in his other hand, and a big smile on his lips. His hair was graying. He wore glasses, of course. Today, he wore cargo shorts and a t-shirt, so different from how he dressed at school.

“This is my girlfriend, Poppy,” I said. “I hope you don’t mind that I brought her.”

“No, no,” he said. “I’m sure my wife will enjoy all the surprises Lisa has for her.” A big smile crossed his lips as he filmed us. “Now, she’s out in the backyard doing some gardening. She has no idea the surprise I have for her. So, let’s go.”

“Wow, you really want Lisa to fuck your wife, huh?” Poppy asked.

“I mean, my wife is the most amazing woman in the world. She deserves to have the greatest cock fuck her. What sort of asshole would I be not to set my wife up with this chance to be fucked by Lisa? You’ll be the second dick to ever enter her.”

“God, that’s sort of sweet,” Poppy said. “Kinky but sweet. Well, I’ll be number three.”

“Right, right,” he said, leading us through the house.

I was so eager for it. As we moved through the house, he kept filming us with the camcorder. I frowned and asked, “So, you’re filming it to jerk off later?”

“Why would I want to jerk off to this?” he asked.

“You’re not a cuckold getting off on us fucking your wife?” I asked.

“Gross.” He grimaced. “I don’t want to watch my wife being fucked. I want to watch my wife have an amazing experience with you, Lisa. And if you want Poppy to also join in, that’s great. I just want to capture it so we can always have this happy memory. Probably show it to our friends. The day my wife got fucked by Lisa. That’s an important day.”

“Of course,” Poppy said, a huge grin on her face. “That makes perfect sense. You’re not a pervert.”
“God, no. I don’t want to share my wife with anyone.” He smiled. “Except Lisa, of course. And it’s not cheating with her. I mean, how can it be? She’s Lisa.”

“Yes, she is,” Poppy said and gave my hand another squeeze.

She was so loving and supportive.

We reached the backdoor. He opened the sliding glass door. His wife was a gorgeous blonde that was bent over, her ass waving back and forth as she worked in the flower garden. She was quite the sight to see.

My futa-dick throbbed as I watched her rump wiggling in her tight, white shorts. She had on sandals and a blue tank top. Her blonde hair was pulled back in a ponytail. That was hot. She wore glasses, too.

I pushed up my own.

“Honey, I have a huge surprise for you,” Mr. Francis said as I marched out across the backyard with Poppy at my side. “Lisa’s here to fuck you.”

“Wait, what?” she gasped and lifted her head. She threw a look back and froze at the sight of us marching toward her. “I… She… What?”

The woman licked her lips. She sucked in deep breaths as she dropped her trowel. She slowly pulled off her gloves as she stared at us. Now, at me. Her eyes roamed up and down my body. Her breathing quickened and her cheeks flushed.

She had such an elegance to her. She rose to her feet, her fingernails French white. She swallowed as she took a few steps toward us. Her eyes were so wide as she stared down at my futa-cock thrusting out of my fiery bush.

“I… She’s…” She glanced at her husband. “You arranged this.”

“I did,” he said, moving in and slipping his arm around his wife’s waist. “I just knew you deserved to be fucked by her. She has the best cock in the world, and I wanted you to experience it.”

“You did,” she groaned. “Ducky, that’s wonderful.”

“Anything for you, Goose,” he said.

Poppy mouthed “Goose.” I nodded in agreement. What strange pet names. Where did they get those? Probably some cute story. Either way, it was sweet the way Mrs. Francis kissed her husband on the lips.

It was such a loving kiss. I could tell that these two were sweethearts. They were still in love after all these years. That was so heartening. And proof against the claims from Poppy that love didn’t last. There it was. Right before us.

When a man so loved his wife, he invited me over to fuck her with my big futa-dick. That was true love right there. My heart melted as the pair broke the kiss. The wife turned to me while her husband backed away to record every moment.

“Get naked for me,” I purred. “I want to see how hot you are, Mrs. Francis. I want to see that great bod. You are in amazing shape.”

“Thanks,” she said. “Gardening, yoga, and vigorous sex on the weekends. Now that the kids are off to college, we’re like teenagers again.”

She peeled off her tank top, revealing a red, lacy bra. That was way racier than I expected a woman to wear gardening. She reached behind her, those glasses shifting on her face. I was so excited by this moment. She tossed her top on the grass before reaching behind her and unhooking her bra.

Poppy groaned and squeezed my hand when Mrs. Francis unveiled her breasts. They were such big, soft titties. Just the sort of delight that I wanted to see from a MILF. They were perfect. They swayed back and forth as she unsnapped her shorts.

“Fuck,” Poppy breathed as those tits swung like pendulums as Mrs. Francis bent over, shoving her shorts off.

She let them drop revealing a sexy pair of panties. Red with a black bow on the front and a ruffled skirt around the waistband that fluttered in the slight breeze washing around us. The sexy MILF hooked her thumbs into her waistband.

“That’s so sexy, Goose,” her husband said.

“Thanks, Ducky,” Mrs. Francis cooed as she shoved off her panties, revealing her blonde bush dripping in her excitement.

“Now just drop to your knees and suck our dicks,” I purred. “Go back and forth and love us.”

“Yes,” she moaned as she stepped out of her panties. She dropped to her knees before us and seized our futa-dicks. Her big boobs bounced. She gripped our futa-cocks and stroked up and down them. It was so hot to feel her doing that. “This is so hot! They’re so big and hard. Especially yours, Lisa!”

She swallowed my futa-dick. I groaned as her hot mouth slid over my crown. Her hand stroked up and down my cock. She massaged my thick shaft with one hand while the other flew up and down Poppy’s girl-rod. I squeezed my futa-girlfriend’s hand.

She squeezed it back as the MILF blew me with passion. My pussy clenched and my ovaries throbbed. They brimmed with my futa-cum that I wanted to jizz all over her face. I shuddered as she suckled on me.

“Don’t forget Poppy,” I purred. “You have to make us both cum on your face.”

Mrs. Francis ripped her mouth off my clit-dick and moaned, “Yes, Lisa!”

Poppy clenched down on my hand when the MILF swallowed that hard girl-cock. I smiled as Mrs. Francis fisted my dick. She worked up and down my shaft. The heat melted down my dick and washed through my pussy. It wasn’t as good as being blown, but…

The handjob swelled me to my orgasm, too.

Mrs. Francis slobbered over Poppy’s clit-dick. The hot MILF worked her mouth up and down that hard futa-shaft as her husband filmed. That made this even more exciting. The naughty wife suckled with such passion.

Then she switched, popping her mouth off Poppy’s clit-dick with a loud plop.

Mrs. Francis swallowed my girl-cock.

She drove me wild with her hot mouth. I savored how she suckled on me. It was an amazing rush to have her nursing on me like that. She drove me wild with that nubile tongue dancing around the crown of my dick. My cunt clenched.

“Oh, wow, Mrs. Francis!” I moaned.

She popped her mouth off my cock and gasped, “So hot!”

She swallowed Poppy’s girl-dick. My futa-girlfriend moaned as the hot suction. I loved Mrs. Francis’s hand fisting up and down my cock. She stroked me with force. It was a hot treat. I loved hot hands stroking me. She drove me wild with that wonderful hand. I loved it so much.

Then she suckled on me and fisted Poppy. Her hot mouth suckled on me. The pressure grew and grew. I hurtled toward cumming. She swapped. I gasped as she hand stroked me while she now loved my futa-girlfriend’s dick.

“Damn,” I groaned.

“I know,” whimpered Poppy. “Ooh, we’re getting close, Mrs. Francis.”

She ripped her mouth off Poppy and moaned, “You are?”

“Yes, yes, just keep fisting us,” I gasped, my pussy clenching. “Just keep fisting us. We’re both about to erupt!”

“Cum on my face,” moaned Mrs. Francis, her blue eyes gleaming behind her glasses. Her hands flew up and down our futa-dicks.

“Yes,” I groaned, my pussy clenching. “Oh, wow, Mrs. Francis, I’m going to erupt!”

“Me, too!” Poppy gasped as we both erupted together.

Our futa-dicks spurted over and over again. It was such a delight to have all my futa-jizz spurting over and over onto her face. Twin streams of pearly spunk splashed on her cheeks and coated her glasses in our futa-seed.

She moaned, her hand pumping up and down our spurting clit-dicks. Her mouth opened wide, pink tongue thrusting out to catch the spunk. I shuddered, my cunt spasming, my juices soaking through my bush and running down my thighs.

“That’s so amazing to see, honey,” Mr. Francis said, filming it all.

“Yes!” I groaned, my body bucking as the dual delights rushed through me.

I savored every moment of this bliss. I enjoyed every last second of the pleasure sweeping through me. It was an incredible delight to have all this ecstasy slamming through my body. My cunt spasmed. The juices spilled hot down my thighs.

“Oh, wow,” I groaned as I erupted one last time.

“Fuck, that’s good,” Poppy moaned as she drenched Mrs. Francis with one more spurt of cum.
It was just a delicious treat to cum on her face. We coated her glasses. That was so hot. I squeezed Poppy’s hand I had to lick her glasses clean. Just scoop up every last drop of spunk that was on her face and those lenses.

What a wonderful Saturday this would be.

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