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Note: Thanks to my beta reader for proofing this!

Lydia Murphy

“Wow, look at the line for the Mona Lisa,” I said as I stood with my two brides in the Louvre. It was the first full day in Paris. We had done some sightseeing last night before Jet lag hit us and we crashed in our hotel room.

Now we were here bright and early, and the line was intense. It wound through this gallery with everyone heading up to take a picture of the most famous painting in the world. I mean, I wanted to see, too. I bet Anna would love this. And Mrs. Devi.

Both of them loved art. Mrs. Devi taught it at my high school. But my two concubines were back in America. I glanced at Amina. She was wearing a cute scarf over her breasts, her dusky skin bleeding through the red cloth, her skirt was short and fringed with gold.

I had on a nice belly shirt that hugged my tits and a pleated skirt that danced around my thighs. Naomi was wearing a pair of crotchless panties that hugged her rump and a matching bra that was missing the cups, lifting her tits into a pair of jiggling mounds. The white cloth was so wholesome. She was such a cute bride on her honeymoon, that was for sure.

Nothing to do but get in the queue. I stepped up beside a woman that wore a short, purple skirt that hugged her rump. She had nice legs and a tank top on. She glanced back at me, her brown hair spilling around her face. She had a camera about her neck.

“Isn’t this just exciting?” she asked me, glancing at me. Her accent sounded Canadian. “Just so darn exciting.”

“It is,” I said, my futa-dick already sprouting. It grew bigger and thicker as it poked at the material of my skirt. I moved up behind her and hugged her. My futa-dick grew into her rump. “We have to press tight so as many people can move through the line.”

“That’s true,” she said. “Oh, my, what is that poking into my bum?”

“Why, that’s my futa-dick,” I said as my girl-cock reached its full girth. “Want to feel it in your cunt?”

“Oh, my, I’d love that,” she said. My wishes were so awesome. She took a picture and snapped a pic of another painting in the gallery that we were about to shuffle past.

I shifted my hips as I moved forward with her. I hugged her as we took a few steps. Amina burst into laughter behind me. Naomi giggled as my futa-dick popped between the woman’s thighs. I hoped she wasn’t wearing panties.

She was.

“Mmm, little help,” I said as my cock rubbed into the silky delight of her panties.

“Oh, right, sorry ’bout that,” she said. I loved her accent. She reached down between her legs and shoved her panties to the side. I enjoyed the shaved folds. “My, my, you’re bigger than my girlfriend’s strap-on.”

“She here?” I asked as I thrust into her cunt.

“She’s giving a presentation,” the woman moaned. “I just tagged along to see the sights.”

“Right, right,” I said as I savored being in her pussy. It was so warm and snug in the lesbian’s cunt. I sighed in delight, just enjoying the feel of her around me. “Mmm, this is the best way to stand in line.”

“Oh, it is,” gasped Naomi.

I threw a look behind me to see Amina hugging Naomi. The couple shuffled forward, Naomi’s exposed areolas puffy. Amina played with them. Twisted them. She coaxed out our wife’s cute, inverted nipples. I knew that Amina was taking advantage of those crotchless panties that Naomi wore.

This was so wild. I loved it.

My futa-dick throbbed in that hot pussy wrapped around my cock. It was just such a delight to have all that cunt wrapped around me. We shuffled forward again. It was so amazing to have that hot cunt shifting around my dick.

It wasn’t so much fucking as just the natural rhythm of those short steps in a queue shifting the lesbian’s cunt around my futa-dick. The heat melted down my shaft to my pussy and washed through my cunt. My ovaries loved the sensation.

I sighed in delight as we shuffled forward again and again. It was so nice to move closer and closer to the front of the line. We came closer and closer, my dick throbbing in that hot cunt. It was so nice to have that pussy wrapped around my girl-cock.

“Ooh, isn’t that nice,” the woman said and snapped another picture.

“So nice,” I said, just enjoying having hot pussy warped around my cock. “Just so nice.”

We moved through the snaking queue, Naomi whimpering behind me as Amina enjoyed her snug cunt. My futa-dick throbbed in the Canadian lesbian’s pussy. Her hot snatch massaged me. My hot cream trickled down my thighs as the pressure built and built at the tip of my cock.

Her cunt clenched and relaxed around me. Her pussy shifted as she moved. It was so since being in her. She shuddered in my arms, her twat massaging my clit-dick. I loved being buried to the hilt in her cunt. It was just a delight. A wonderful moment.

She wiggled her hips as we came closer and closer to the Mona Lisa. It approached. My heart pounded in my chest. I was getting eager to see her up close. My futa-dick throbbed in her snatch. It was just an absolute delight.

“Oh, my, that’s nice,” the Canadian woman said. “Ooh, your dick feels so good in me!”

“I’m glad you love it,” I said. “Mmm, we’re getting close.”

“I know,” she said, her pussy clamping down on me. “Ooh, ooh, here we go.”

We shuffled around the bend, her pussy shifting around me. I kneaded her tits through her tank top. No bra. That was nice. Her nipples poked at the material as we came face to face with the most famous painting in the world.

Mona Lisa and her smile.

The painting was small, but up close, you could see all the detail. I pushed the Canadian woman forward. She gasped, her face nearing the plexiglass protecting the Mona Lisa from being damaged. Right up before it.

“So beautiful,” she moaned as I gripped her hips and fucked her.

Her pussy clamped down around me. She whimpered as the people around us had to wait their turn. No one seemed to mind. Cameras flashed. I hoped they were getting great shots of me pounding this woman’s cunt.

I hammered her pussy with all that I had. It was so nice to feel her twat around my dick. She gripped me with all that she had. Her wonderful cunt massaged me. I thrust into her twat again and again. I fucked her with force.

She moaned as I did that. Her twat gripped me with all that she had. I loved it so much. She felt so good around my cock. Just so amazing. I loved pounding her cunt with force. I hammered her with such passion.

“Oh, my, yes,” she moaned. “Oh, that’s so good. That’s just amazing. That’s wondrous!”

I fucked her hard and fast. I pounded her with all that I had, loving the way that her pussy gripped my dick. She held me tight with hot twat. I fucked her again and again, loving her pussy squeezing down on my cock.

“Yes, yes,” she moaned. “Oh, my word! Your futa-dick is amazing!”

I grinned, the pressure at the tip of my futa-dick matched the throbbing delight in my cunt. Naomi moaned behind me, getting fucked just as hard by Amina. I loved it. This was such an amazing honeymoon. The lesbian’s pussy massaged me.

The pressure grew in my ovaries. My futa-cum brimmed in them, so eager to flood her pussy and breed her. I would send her back to her lesbian girlfriend with a baby in the oven. I thrust into her with all the force that I had.

“Oh, oh, oh,” the Canadian lesbian moaned. “That is fantastic. So amazing. I love that so much. Yes, yes, that’s it! Yes!”

Her pussy spasmed around my futa-dick. I loved that hot cunt writhing around me in the middle of the Louvre. It was just amazing to feel her cunt writhing around me like that. She suckled at me with all that she had. I loved it.

“Ooh, yes!” I moaned and thrust into her cunt. I buried to the hilt in her writhing snatch and erupted.

My cum pumped into her twat. I made the decision and bred her. Just like that, I knocked her up. It was such a wonderful moment. Her pussy nursed at me. It was just a wondrous moment to have her hot cunt spasming around me. I groaned, savoring that delight.

She moaned as I filled her womb with my seed. I pumped her twat full of all that cum. It was just a delicious moment. I groaned through it, savoring every second of flooding her with my spunk. A big smile spread on my lips.

“Damn,” I groaned at the heat rushing through me. “Oh, damn, that’s just so good!”

“So good!” she whimpered in delight. “Oh, wow, that’s amazing! Yes, yes, thank you! Thank you for breeding me!”

“You’re welcome,” I groaned, spurting my cum into her pussy. I loved every second of her twat rippling around my dick. I savored that wonderful flesh nursing at me. She suckled at me with all that she had. I felt so dizzy with delight.

The heady bliss rushed through me as I pumped more and more of my cum into her snatch. I filled her up with all my spunk. I loved this delight. It was so amazing to do this to her. To spurt into her again and again. I shuddered, a big smile spreading on my lips.

I erupted into her one last time. I pumped all my jizz into her snatch. It was such an amazing moment. It was wondrous to fill her up with all that spunk. I shuddered at the heat rushing through me. It was amazing. A miracle.

I enjoyed every last second of this delight. I shuddered, my heart pounding in my chest. This was an amazing moment. I felt so good right now. Just so wondrous. I could float away. That was for sure. I didn’t need anything else.

“Damn,” I groaned and pulled out of her pussy. “Oh, damn, that was so good. You are amazing!”
“She is!” whimpered Amina as she pulled out of Naomi. “I really think I pumped her womb full of my cum. I want to make a baby in our wife so badly.”

“I know you will,” I said. “I’ve been trying not to fuck her pussy, but…”

“It’s so hard to resist me,” Naomi said. She snuggled up to the Canadian lesbian and rubbed her face. “I bet you have lots of cum in your pussy. I want to lick it all out of you. I bet we’d make an awesome art exhibit. Let’s go lie on a bench and let the people of Paris admire us.”

“Yes!” the Canadian lesbian purred.

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Naomi Murphy

I pushed the lesbian down on the bench and straddled her head. She gasped as my cum-filled pussy rubbed on her lips. Amina’s jizz poured out of me. I was so glad that she had come from Saudi Arabia as an exchange student.

She would never go back home. She was a US citizen now.

I leaned over and rubbed my full boobs into the lesbian’s stomach. I nuzzled my face into her shaved pussy and found her dripping in Lydia’s yummy girl-cum. I licked her up. I lapped at her, loving all that wonderful spunk she had in her.

I stroked my tongue over her folds, gathering up her spicy juices and all that salty cum. What a treat. I licked and lapped at her with all that I had. This was such a wonderful moment. I loved it so much. I savored it. I loved it. I enjoyed it so much.

“Look at this hot new exhibit,” Lydia cried. “Two hot women licking futa-cum out of their pussies. Come on, take pictures!”

“If you’re lucky, you’ll see us spurting our jizz on them!” Amina added. “And that’ll be tots lit!”

The two of them were stroking their futa-dicks as they watched me devour the lesbian’s cunt. Her tongue licked at my folds. She lapped at me with such delight. I groaned as she stroked through me. she knew what she was doing to me.

It was fantastic having her licking me like that. I loved every second of her doing that. It was so good to have her stroking her tongue through my folds and gathering up all that salty jizz Amina had fired into me. My Arab futa-wife was amazing.

“Ooh, just like that,” I moaned, savoring that hot tongue. “Gather up all that cum.”

“It’s so yummy,” whimpered the naughty girl beneath me. “Ooh, ooh, I love it. Such a yummy treat! I can’t believe how much I love jizz!”

“You’re a lesbian,” I cooed. “They’re futas. Of course, you love their jizz.”

“Right. Chicks with dicks are so hot!”

She plunged her tongue into my pussy. I love her doing that as I returned the favor. Her spicy twat brimmed with my futa-wife’s salty cum. I licked all of Lydia’s girl-jizz I could out of the lesbian’s pussy, reveling in every last second of this delight.

It was fantastic to enjoy it. I tongued her with passion. I stroked her with all that I had, wanting her to just burst with delight. I groaned as I swirled about in her. It was just such a rush to have her doing such delights to me.

I was in heaven here. I reveled in this. I savored that hot tongue licking at me. Lapping at me. It was glorious to have all that pleasure building in me. I groaned, swelling toward my climax. I would have a big burst of delight.

Just a mighty cum.

My tongue danced around in her snatch. I swirled about as the people watched us. Cameras flashed. People oohed and aahed. My futa-wives jerked their dicks as my tongue danced around in the lesbian’s spicy cunt.

“Look at those two beauties devour each other,” Lydia said. “They’re so hot. Take pictures. Yes, yes, this is real art!”

“Lit beauty!” moaned Amina. “Just fire! I love it! We’re gonna baste them with our cum. It’ll be tubular!”

The lesbian stroked her tongue through my folds to my clit. She found my bud and drove me wild. She licked at me with so much passion. It was wild feeling her doing that. I groaned, savoring the way her tongue stroked through my folds.

It was just glorious. I loved every last second of her doing that. I hurtled toward the mighty moment when I would climax. I couldn’t wait to have a big burst of delight. I would just explode with all that I had. It was so amazing to have this.

She suckled on my clit.

I nursed on hers.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I whimpered around her bud, my orgasm swelling. Her fingers dug into my rump. She held me tight. “That’s so good!”

I burst in delight.

The lesbian squealed beneath me. As I drowned her in my tart juices, she flooded my mouth with her spicy delight. I licked up her cream. I revered in that delight. It was so good to drink. It all poured into my mouth.

I lapped up all of it. I savored every last second of that delight rushing through me. The heat washed through my body. I groaned, savoring that delight. It was such a perfect moment. Stars flashed across my vision. They were just perfect.

“Damn, damn, damn,” I groaned. “Oh, that’s so good.”

“Just so good,” she whimpered beneath me. “Oh, that’s wondrous. What a wonderful time at the Louvre!”

I shuddered through my orgasm as Lydia purred, “Now sit up and take a bow, you two. You deserve it!”

I rose from her pussy and did just that. I took a bow my face coated in pussy cream. The lesbian did the same, the pair of us sitting naked on the benches as the two futas both unloaded on us. Their futa-dicks erupted.

It was so hot to be painted in Lydia’s cum while Amina soaked the lesbian. The tourist snapped their pictures. Everyone was cheering us on. It was so wild. The cum splashed on my boobs, soaking my tits. I loved it so much.

The lesbian still had her blouse on, so her tits were revealed as the cum soaked through the fabric. I loved this so much. I caught Lydia’s salty futa-cum on my mouth. My entire body quivered as the gallery resounded with celebration.

“Two lesbians coated in futa-jizz!” Lydia cried. “A piece of modern art!”

“Yes!” I moaned as she spurted one more time on my features. It was just so wonderful to have all that spunk soaking me. I loved it. The jizz dripped down my face and onto my tits. I modeled to the crowds, my heart pounding.

They loved us.

I was so glad we came to the Louvre.

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Lydia Murphy

There were other things to see in the Louvre. Naomi loved it, snapping pictures of the paintings while dripping in cum. Then we headed out of it to the square with the glass pyramid. It was all so exciting. I was so glad to be in Paris.

Our honeymoon was so much fun.

The sun was warm on my tits as we moved down the street. The three of us were just watching and enjoying ourselves. There was a museum that Naomi wanted to check out, which sounded fun, but then I noticed someone.

One of my lovers.

I smiled as my French teacher, Mrs. Pelletier, sauntered to us. She wore a wrap skirt around her waist and a boob tube that held her large tits. She had a sway to her hips. She looked so sexy. I grinned at her, so ready to do naughty, naughty things to her.

“Au revoir, ma chérie,” she purred as she approached. “Naomi has been live-tweeting your status. So I thought I would run into you here.”

“I didn’t know you were going to Paris,” I said. I almost made her into one of my concubines. I came so close. But that was okay. “Is your wife here? What about Chantelle.”

“Our daughter is with my wife back in the States,” she said. Her black hair fell around her tan face. “I am here on my own looking to get naughty.” She took my arm. “Have you ever been to a French cabaret show?”

“No,” I said. “Are they sensual?”

“Decadent,” she purred and kissed me on the lips.

I groaned at the feel of her making out with me. My hands grabbed her rump as she pushed me back and back. I hit a stone bench and sank down it. She followed me down it. She smiled, straddling me. She undid her wrap.

“My boobs are so full of milk,” she moaned. “Will you help me out, ma chérie?”

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Mrs. Estelle Pelletier

My breasts spilled out before sweet Lydia’s face. Her brassy hair framed her face. I loved it. She grabbed one of my heavy breasts and leaned forward. She latched onto me. I groaned, my black hair spilling around my face.

She nursed from me. My milk gushed into her mouth. I loved the feel of nursing on me. That felt so good. She gulped down my breast milk. It was a thrill to have her doing that. I loved it as she gulped down my delight.

I found her futa-dick. She was naked, of course. I pressed her cock up into my thick bush. I groaned as she nursed from me. I plunged my cunt down her girl-rod. She squealed as I did that. I took her girth to the hilt.

I loved having her suckling on me as I nursed on me. “Oui, oui!”

She gripped my rump as she gulped down my breast milk. It was so wonderful to have her do that to me. I slid up her cunt as Naomi sank down into the bench beside her futa-wife. The cutie licked her lips, braces flashing. She leaned in and latched onto my other nipple.

It was so wonderful to have them both suckling on my nipples. That felt so good. My pussy clenched down on Lydia’s wonderful girl-dick. It was so amazing to have her all the way in me. I loved that so much. I savored that delight filling me up.

It got better.

Amina thrust her futa-cock into my butt-crack. My cunt clamped down on her futa-wife’s fabulous dick as that amazing clit-rod drilled against my asshole. What a delight that was. I felt so good having that sliding into me. It was so amazing to have it sinking and sinking into my bowels.

My entire body quivered in delight as she popped into my bowels. It was just so wonderful to have all their amazing girl-dicks in me. Both of them were filling me up it was just such a wonderful moment to feel her filling me up.

I groaned, loving that big dick in my pussy and another in my asshole. It was just a fabulous moment to have their dicks in my bowels and my cunt. I loved it. I savored that delight. Amina’s shaved cuntlips rubbed on my rump.

It was such a wonderful feeling.

Amina drew back her girl-dick. I groaned and slid up Lydia’s futa-cock. I squeezed my holes down on both their thick shafts. It was so amazing. Just so wondrous to feel them thrusting away at me. They pumped in and out of me with all that they had.

I loved Amina thrusting into my asshole as I rode Lydia. All while Lydia and Naomi nursed from me. They breastfed from me with all the hunger they possessed. That was so delicious. I loved them doing that to me. It felt so good to have them nursing on my nubs.

“So good,” I moaned, my pussy riding Lydia’s dick as Amina hammered my asshole.

“Just lit!” Amina moaned as she fucked my bowels. “Ooh, ooh, you got such a hot asshole, Mrs. Pelletier.”

“Merci ma chérie,” I purred as she fucked my asshole.

I groaned at that big futa-dick slamming into my asshole. My bowels clamped down on her thrusting dick. The heat melted to my snatch. I worked my cunt up and down Lydia’s big futa-dick. Her thick rod stretched out my twat.

Would she breed me again?

I hoped so. I loved being a mother. It was so wonderful to breastfeed Lydia and Naomi. They gulped down my motherly delight as I rode Lydia’s futa-dick. I rode her with force. I worked my cunt up and down her girl-cock. I loved the feel of her as Amina hammered my asshole.

The Arabic futa pounded my bowels. Her crotch smacked into my butt-cheeks. That felt so wild. I loved the feeling of her doing that. It was just amazing. I groaned, savoring that delight. It was just a fantastic moment of delight.

My holes clamped down on them both. My nipples burst in delight. It was just such a hot moment to have that wonderful dick in my cunt. Another in my asshole. The two mouths felt so amazing around my nipples.

“Merci mes chéris!” I moaned, loving what they all did to me.

They all drove me wild.

They all brought me closer and closer to bursting I was so near to erupting. It was just so amazing to have all that pleasure building and building in me. I would have a mighty climax. A huge burst of delight that would sweep through me. I groaned at that heat.

It was just such a perfect moment.

I groaned, working my cunt up and down that big dick. I loved that heat fucking me. It was just such a delight to have them burying into me. The heat built and built in me. I would have a mighty burst of delight.

Just explode with all this bliss.

“Oh, that’s so good,” I whimpered, my anal sheath melting around one futa-dick, my pussy another. “Mes chéris! You are my darlings!”

I plunged my cunt down Lydia’s futa-dick as Amina buried her girl-cock into my asshole. The delights swept through me. They were so wild to feel. My pussy and asshole convulsed around them both. The heat swept through me.

It was so amazing to have all this pleasure rushing through me. My nipples gushed milk into Lydia’s and Naomi’s mouths as the waves of rapture swept through me. I drowned in such bliss. It was just so amazing to have all that delight rushing through me.

“Fuck!” gasped Lydia, ripping her mouth off my nipple.

She erupted.

“So fire!” groaned Amina as she buried into my asshole and spurted her girl-spunk.

I groaned, my body bucking through such wondrous ecstasy as the two futas filled me with their seed. They flooded me with all that lovely cum. I just loved that heat rushing through me as they flooded me with their futa-cum.

It was so perfect to have all this delight rushing over my mind. Stars flashed across my vision. My holes milked their futa-dicks. They spurted into me again and again. They filled me to the brim with all their cum. I loved it so much.

I savored that delight with all that I had, whimpering, “Yes, yes, yes!”

I shuddered through the last moments of my orgasm, my pussy and asshole convulsing around them. It was just such a delight to have all that delight sweeping through me. I shuddered through the ecstasy of this moment. I was just so happy for it.

“Mes chéris,” I breathed in abject delight. “That was beautiful.”

“So beautiful,” Lydia breathed, her futa-dick erupting into my pussy one last time.”

“Fire,” groaned Amina, hugging me tight.

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Naomi Murphy

I trembled in delight as we entered Moulin Rouge. It still existed. It still put on cabaret shows to this day. Mrs. Pelletier had tickets, and we all had great seats to watch the show. Lydia sat first, her futa-dick thrusting out before her.

I couldn’t help but grab my futa-wife’s big dick, hold it upright, and press it between the cheeks of my rump. I sank onto her lap, pressing her girl-cock against my anal ring. She hugged me tight as my asshole opened wide.

I sank down and down her futa-dick until I was all the way on her. She nuzzled into my ear and licked me. I shuddered in delight as we waited for the show to begin. Her hands slid up to my breasts and squeezed them. She kneaded them, milk leaking out from my nipples.

The day had been wonderful even if Amina’s dreams of all locking our padlock on the bridge were dashed since that was now illegal. They had big signs that read in French, English, German, and a few other languages, “All Padlocks are cut off at the end of the day.”

What a beautiful tradition that was ruined by practicality.

Still, we were in the City of Love, and we had so much love. And so much anal sex. We were in France. I was so glad to be on Lydia’s futa-dick. I was trying to have Amina’s baby, so I was limiting how much Lydia entered my pussy.

She understood. I was married to them both. I had to have both their daughters.

Mrs. Pelletier squirmed on Amina’s dick, stirring that wonderful pussy around Amina’s girl-cock. My asshole clenched and relaxed as we waited for the performance to start. We were all given champagne. We weren’t even carded.

In the States, I wasn’t old enough to drink. Nor were Amina or Lydia, but this was France.

I sipped at the bubbly and enjoyed that big dick in my asshole. It throbbed and pulsed as the lights came down. The music started to play. The red curtain rose to reveal a black stage. Then the dancers came out. They all had short skirts and fishnet stockings.

Sparkles glittered across their breasts. They wore only pasties that hid their nipples, their tits heaving as they started their dancing in their heels. It was sexy and sophisticated all at the same time. Not like a strip club in America.

Well, I mean, I had only seen them in movies, so I assumed they were all skeezy.

This was classy. Classy and hot.

I squirmed on Lydia’s lap as we watched the performers, my anal sheath squeezing and realizing around her. I loved the feel of her futa-dick in her bowels. The velvety heat melted to my cunt. I whimpered as I watched the dancers benign over and shaking their rumps at us.

They had on glittering thongs that vanished between their butt-cheeks, their poofy skits showing off their rumps in this opposition. The cloth hugged their shaved pussies. I loved all the camel toes I could see. It was so hot.

“Damn,” Lydia whispered in my ear. It was hard to argue with her. This was hot. It was so amazing to see all that delight happening out there. I squirmed on her lap. “Oh, damn, that’s gorgeous.”

I nodded in complete agreement as she worked her fingers over my tits and made my milk squirt from them. I loved that sensation. This was so wild to have her doing that. I was in heaven here. I groaned, my asshole clamping down on her futa-dick.

“Mmm, that’s so lit,” groaned Amina.

The dancers were prancing around, feathers drifting through the air. Their breasts heaved and… Where had their pasties gone? They were bare-breasted now, moving to the music. They were all as graceful as swans.

Then, from the sky, a woman in white descended. She had black hair and big breasts cradled in soft lace. Flower petals adorned the ropes of the swing she was on. She stopped above them and stared swinging, her legs clad in virginal thigh-highs.

Was she wearing panties?

I stared at her crotch as she swung outward, her skirt flaring up to flash… a bald beaver.

I groaned, licking my lips at how sexy this was. My asshole clamped down on Lydia’s futa-dick. I squirmed around on her, the heat melting into my cunt and driving me wild. I was having such a wonderful time here.

“Damn, was it this sexy before my wish?” Lydia asked.

Wish? A fuzzy warmth washed over me and giggled as the woman swinging blew kisses out at the crowd. She swung back and… did a back flip off to land on in the arms of two burly men that caught her. They set her down and she spun away from them.

Her skirt flew off as she did, leaving her legs bare. She had a short skirt beneath that barely covered her rump. She danced and pranced across the stage, the other dancers flowing around her. The men tried to come for her, but…

They couldn’t quite catch her.

She teased them.

It was so wild to watch as she flitted between them, rubbing at their bulges. Lydia’s futa-dick twitched in my crotch at how wild this was. I squirmed on her asshole, my pussy growing hotter and hotter. I loved this sight. It was so wild to witness it. My heart hammered in my chest.

I licked my lips as I squirmed on that big dick in my asshole. I would have a huge climax on her now. The woman got grabbed by one of the men. She threw out her legs and wrapped them around the other. She was pinned between them.

They humped against her like they were fucking her. The dancers were flowing around them, their boobs heaving, too. The woman tossed her head back like she was in the throes of ecstasy. Purple flowers burst up from behind the stage and fluttered around them.

“Damn, she came,” groaned Lydia.

The curtain slammed down then.

I clapped with everyone else at the first performance. The music was low as I squirmed there. My pussy dripped juices. I shifted my asshole around on Lydia’s hard futa-dick, so eager for more. I would have such a big orgasm.

I could feel it building in me. This was so wild. My heart hammered in my chest at how wild this was. It was so crazy. I loved every last second of it. My hips wiggled from side to side, stirring that hot asshole around her futa-dick.

The music started up again. I shuddered as the stage opened up to a new group do dancers in long, red dresses that had black lace at the hems. They lifted their skirts to reveal a mass of lacy bloomers around their crotches and sexy thighs clad in fishnet stockings.

They formed a chorus line and were dancing, shaking their skirts and kicking their legs. They were all so amazing. I shuddered as Lydia squeezed my tits. Milk jetted from my nipples. I slid my asshole up her cock and plunged down it.

“Yes!” I gasped as the heat burst in my pussy.

I climaxed.

My pussy gushed juices as my asshole spasmed around Lydia’s big futa-dick. I shuddered on her, my anal sheath writhing around her clit-rod. She groaned as my bowels suckled on her, the women dancing with such wild passion.

Their legs kicked as I bucked through my orgasm. My asshole suckled at my futa-wife’s big dick. She moaned into my ear, barely audible over the music. Hot cum spurted into my bowels. I gasped as my wife erupted into me.

Her molten cum pumped into my bowels. It was such a hot moment to have all that delight flooding me. I loved every last second of that heat rushing through me. I groaned, my asshole convulsing around that amazing girl-dick.

The cum pumped into my asshole. It flooded me with all that she had. I loved her spurting into me again and again. She flooded me with so much cum. It was fantastic having all that jizz flooding my bowels. It was an incredible delight to have all that spunk filling me up. I groaned through that delight.

I loved it so much.

“Yes,” I whimpered.

“Oh, that’s so damned good,” Lydia moaned, her futa-dick spurting over and over into my asshole. I loved this so much. It was just such a wild treat.

Her anal sheath rippled around my cock. She suckled on me with all that she had. It was just a delight to have all that wondrous treat sweeping through me. I groaned, my anal sheath writhing around her futa-dick. I loved it so much. That was just the best thing in the world. All that heat swept through me. It was amazing.

Just like watching all those sexy women performing out there.

“Ça y est!” Mrs. Pelletier gasped.

I glanced at the French teacher, drawing my gaze from the sexy cabaret dancers to watch Mrs. Pelletier bouncing on Amina’s futa-dick. The genie groaned as she pumped the MILF full of cum, maybe breeding her like she was trying with me.

I hoped that Amina knocked up lots of women with her futa-cum. Lydia just fired magic bullets. Sometimes, it was like she could control when she knocked up a woman. It was almost magical, but there was no such thing as magic or genies or things like that.

I panted, my body suffused with all that heat. I shuddered and slid my asshole off Lydia’s futa-dick. I sat down beside her, cum leaking out of my asshole. I stared out at the stage where the dancers were shaking their skirts and kicking their legs as they moved backward.

How did they do that?

“More champagne?” a sultry woman asked. A waitress in a corset and black pants with a white collar and bow tie around her throat.

“I’m good, but…” I glanced at my futa-wife’s dick. “Can you suck my wife’s cock clean of my asshole?”

“Her cock?” The woman licked her lips. “Absolutely.”

I loved being married to the hottest woman in the world. It was so much fun to be Lydia’s wife. I hummed in delight as the waitress crawled beneath the table, grabbed Lydia’s girl-dick, and swallowed that thick and dirty shaft.

She suckled hard to polish her clean. The sounds she made were so obscene, but the music quickly drowned her out. Lydia took my hand and smiled at me. Then she leaned over and planted a hot and loving kiss on her mouth.

What an amazing honeymoon we were having. I was so glad we were traveling the world and having all the sexy and wanton fun that we could.

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Lydia Murphy

I erupted into the waitress’s mouth.

“Yes,” I groaned as I spurted my cum into the woman’s hot mouth.

The pleasure swept through me. She had deep-throated my cock at one point to polish every drop clean. I bucked, my pussy rippling and writhing through all that joy. It was such a wonderful moment to have her gulping down my girl-cum.

She swallowed it all down. She gulped down every drop of my futa-jizz as the curtains rose on the next performer. A woman came out in a white dress. She had mocha-brown skin and long, blonde hair. She swayed in delight.

“It’s Chloe,” Mrs. Pelletier purred as I erupted one last time into the waitress’s hot mouth. “She is the current star. Isn’t she gorgeous? Half Senegalese. She is said to have naturally blue eyes.”

“Damn,” I groaned as Chloe started singing in French as she swayed there.

The waitress popped her mouth off my cock and purred, “Will there be anything else?”

“Yes, yes, take me to the stage so I can fuck Chloe for everyone’s enjoyment,” I said, my heart pounding in my chest. “I have to make her mine.”

“Of course,” the waitress purred.

She licked her lips and rose. She turned, her pants hugging her rump. Her corset left her upper back bare. I rose and followed after her, my futa-dick bobbing. Naomi slapped me on the rump and winked at me.

“That’s tots wild, Mistress,” Amina said. “Aren’t you glad that you found me? That you made your wishes to the raddest genie there is. I am most excellent!”

“Yes, you are,” I purred and winked at her.

The waitress took me through the tables to a door that was marked, Aucun client and No Customers. That took us into a hallway. She led me into a dressing area brimming with dancers getting ready. They all glanced at me.

Whispers raced through the room as I was led to stairs that went out on stage. I could see Chloe. I grinned and just marched out there as she sang there, dancing in her white dress. The skirt came off revealing white stockings and matching thong that hugged her pussy.

She glanced at me, her voice growing throaty.

“Just going to fuck you so hard,” I purred and blew kisses. “I’m Lydia. A futa on my honeymoon. I’m just going to fuck Chloe so hard and make her cum for you all to watch!”

Cheers erupted as Chloe shuddered. She stared at me then at the audience. She licked her lips and thrust out her rump as I moved behind her. The thong vanished between those mocha-brown butt-cheeks. I ripped it to the side and exposed a shaved and dripping twat.

I pressed my cock into her pussy lips and thrust while everyone watched. I had all the eyes in the cabaret club on me as I penetrated her pussy. I groaned at the sweet delight of her cunt around me. Her silky heat melted down to my futa-dick.

It was wonderful to slide to the hilt in her pussy.

To fill her up with my futa-dick.

The crowd groaned with Chloe as my futa-cock throbbed in her pussy. The cabaret star wiggled her hips from side to side. She stirred her cunt around me. I stroked her hips, sliding over her blouse. She felt so delicious.

“Une si grosse bite!” she moaned, squeezing her cunt down on my cock.

She loved my big dick.

“My futa-dick,” I purred. “I’m a futanari.”

“Oui, oui,” she coed as I pulled back my girl-dick.

I thrust back into her snatch, reveling in the heat of her pussy. She wiggled her hips, stirring her cunt around my cock. This wasn’t simulated sex. This was the real thing, and the crowd loved it. This would be a show long remembered at the Moulin Rouge.

Pity that it wasn’t in the Nichole Kidman movie from when I was a kid.

I loved that movie.

I thrust away at Chloe’s pussy. I fucked the sexy girl. She was half-African. What did they call that in France? I didn’t know. I just knew she was so sexy. Her pussy clamped down on me. Senegal produced some hot women.

I fucked her hard, reveling in the heat of her pussy as she humped back into me. Her butt-cheeks jiggled as I pounded her. The crowd groaned and moaned. Their lust washed over us like a palpable wave.

It could sweep us away.

I loved it.

I fucked her with all that I had. I pounded her with force. It was so hot to bury into her with everything that I had. I fucked her with such passion. I thrust into her cunt with all that I had, driving into her with such passion.

She squeezed her cunt down on me. She fucked me with that tight twat. It was so amazing having her gripping me like that. I loved it so much. I savored that heat building and building in my pussy as I slammed into her twat.

“Goddamn,” I moaned.

“Vous pilonner ma chatte avec une telle passion!” she gasped, something about me doing something to her pussy with passion.

“Oui, oui,” I moaned, the pressure in my ovaries about to burst, pussy cream spilling down my thighs from my hot cunt.

I slammed into her.

“Ça y est!” she gasped.

As her pussy writhed around my futa-dick, the audience of the Moulin Rouge burst into applause. They rose to their feet and clapped so loudly as that wonderful cunt spasmed around me. I slammed to the hilt in Chloe’s pussy and blew a kiss.

I erupted into her cunt.

I chose not to breed her. I didn’t want to ruin her career. She was so sexy. I groaned as her pussy rippled and writhed around my girl-dick. She felt amazing spasming around my futa-dick. I savored this heat rushing through me as the cabaret stare milked my futa-dick.

“Elle a tellement de sperme!” she moaned as her pussy climaxed around me.

I just loved her twat rippling and writhing around me. She nursed at me as my pussy juices gushed down my thighs. The heat rushed through me. Stars flashed across my vision. I loved them shooting through me.

I pumped more and more of my cum as the audience kept applauding. They rose into a standing ovation as I dumped my load of futa-cum into the star’s pussy. Her twat rippled around me. She moaned as I erupted into her one last time.

I blew kisses at the audience as flowers were thrown on stage. I loved it. This was such a heady rush. The naughty hottie slid her cunt off my cock and turned around. She cupped my face and kissed me with her hot mouth.

She planted her mouth on mine. Our tongues danced together. It was just such a delight to have her kissing me like that. I loved it, my tongue dancing with hers. My futa-dick rubbed into her belly through her blouse.

She broke the kiss. Her blue eyes—and, yes, those were the real deal—sparkled. “Tu es délicieux.”
“I am delicious,” I purred. “So are you.”

She winked at me before turning to face the crowd. She took my hand and we bowed, my cum spilling out of her pussy while my futa-dick bobbed before me. I grinned from ear to ear. This was such a wild honeymoon.

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