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Story Codes: Hermaphrodite/Females, Incest, Oral Sex, Creampie, Facial, Anal Sex, School, Hot Wife, MILF, Cheating, Cuckolding

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Alanna March – Night 5

I panted as I loved this naughty dream. I was a futanari again. A dickgirl. I did not understand why not after night I dreamed of having sex with my straight-laced mother while I had a clit that turned into a big cock. Last night, my big sister had joined the fun.

Tonight, it was Mrs. Wilson, the preacher’s wife.

She dripped with cum just like my mother did. I had hosed them both down with my futa-spunk after they took turns sucking on my cock. My pearly futa-jizz dripped down their faces. They were both gorgeous. Mom had brown hair and hazel eyes, her large breasts rising and falling with her excitement. A dollop of cum fell onto her big tits. Mrs. Wilson’s breasts were just as big and soft, her hair black and lustrous. My seed stood out in her dark tresses. She licked her lips.

“Oh, Alanna, that was delicious,” Mrs. Wilson groaned.

“Yes, my little futanari,” whimpered Mom.

The cum looked so delicious. My mouth watered. I groaned and dropped to my knees. I snuggled up to them both and started licking their faces. I gathered up my cum off Mom’s and Mrs. Wilson’s cheeks, savoring the salty flavor of my own jizz. Then I kissed them.

Our mouths melted together. It was so wild to make out with them. I groaned as our tongues danced together. We kissed with such passion, swapping my cum back and forth. It was wild. My round breasts jiggled, my futa-dick so hard.

The three of us worked our lips together in such a wanton manner. We made out with such wicked passion. Our tongues caressed. I broke the kiss only to lap up more cum from their faces. They did the same, then we all met to share our spoils.

It was gloriously salty and nasty. This was a dream, so nothing we did was a sin. It wasn’t our fault what we dreamed. I could revel in this. In the real world, Mom had caught me masturbating to futanari porn and was disgusted with me.

She had even told Mrs. Wilson.

But here…

Here we reveled in how naughty it was that I had a big futa-dick. It was just so hot.

We shared the last of the cum, my futa-dick throbbing hard for more action. I was so eager to get wild with them both. To do such wicked things. I broke the kiss with the pair of them, my heart pounding in my chest.

“Mmm,” Mrs. Wilson purred. “What do we do next?” She grabbed my cock. “I would love to have this in me. Your mother told me just how amazing you are.”

“My little futanari is amazing,” cooed Mom. “Lie down on your back so Mrs. Wilson can enjoy the feel of a real dick in her pussy.”

“Ooh, yes, yes, a real dick sounds wonderful,” the preacher’s wife moaned. Her big breasts jiggled. She slid her hand up to the tip of my cock. The palm of her hand massaged the spongy tip. I gasped at that pleasure shooting through me. “You’re going to stretch me out, Alanna.”

“I will, Mrs. Wilson,” I moaned, eager to feel the preacher’s wife’s married pussy sliding down my cock. I was so ready for that. “That sounds perfect.”

She nodded in complete agreement as she pushed me onto my back. Her big boobs swayed as she did, her black hair spilling around her face streaked in drying cum. She gripped my cock and pressed it to her thick bush. Her curls spilled over my shaft.

I shuddered at that hot touch. Then her pussy lips kissed me. It was an incredible thing to feel. She pushed her twat down on me. I groaned at the feel of her hot pussy lips massaging me. It was such a wonderful kiss of her hot flesh.

“Yes,” I groaned as she pushed down on me. “Oh, wow, that’s so good!”

She purred in delight as she nodded. I loved the way her pussy lips slid over the crown of my cock. Those hot and silky petals engulfed my stamen. I shuddered as she slowly devoured my futa-dick with her married pussy.

“Mrs. Wilson!” I groaned in delight as she took more and more of me. It was incredible to feel her doing that. “Oh, shit, that’s good!”

“So good,” she cooed in agreement. “Oh, yes, yes, that’s wonderful. You’re such a delight!”

I smiled at her as her pussy devoured more and more of my cock. She took me to the hilt. I trembled as every inch of her cunt gripped my dick. A big smile spread on my lips as she did that. It was outstanding.

I shuddered as her hips wiggled from side to side. She made me feel amazing. I loved her hot and silky grip. I shuddered with such delight as her big boobs swayed. She smiled down at me, savoring my thick dick reaching so deep into her pussy.

“Oh, Alanna, this is just what I need,” groaned Mrs. Wilson. “I’m so glad to be here.”

“Thank you for showing up in my dreams,” I said as Mom straddled my head, her brown-furred muff lowering to my face. Her bush dripped with her juices, her tangy aroma filling my nose.

“Yes, yes, I just had to show her this delight,” Mom said before she planted her pussy on my face.

I gasped in delight as her curls tickled my face. This wonderful sensation washed over me. I licked at her tangy depths, loving the incestuous flavor of my mother’s cheating pussy. I stroked through her folds as Mrs. Wilson slid her cunt up my dick.

The preacher’s wife’s amazing snatch climbed my futa-cock. Her hot pussy gripped me. She massaged me with that wonderful flesh. I groaned in delight as she reached the pinnacle of my cock. She massaged me before plunging back down my dick.

She slammed down my cock, taking me to her depths. I reveled in that wonderful moment. I savored her hot pussy squeezing around my clit-dick. Her silky flesh massaged me as I tongued Mom’s pussy. I feasted on her cunt.

“Oh, that’s it, my little futanari,” whimpered Mom as she squirmed on my face. “How is her cock, Kendra?”

“Amazing!” Mrs. Wilson moaned, her pussy riding me faster. “So much better than my husband’s.”

“Mmm, I know,” groaned Mom, her curls tickling my face. “Oh, that’s it, my little futanari, lick Mommy’s cunt!”

I tongued Mom’s tangy cunt. I licked and lapped at her, reveling in the flavor of her hot pussy. She tasted so good. My tongue stroked through her thick folds as Mrs. Wilson rode me. The preacher’s wife worked that tight cunt up and down my futa-cock.

My clit-dick drank in the friction of that silky pussy. So hot and tight and wet. I groaned into Mom’s snatch, thrusting my tongue into her incestuous depths. I swirled around in her tangy snatch, loving her flavor. The texture. I stirred her up.

“Oh, that’s it!” whimpered Mom. “That’s my little futanari!”

“She’s amazing,” groaned Mrs. Wilson. The preacher’s wife rode me fast. Her tits slapped together as she worked that tight cunt up and down my futa-dick. “I love her big cock. Oh, you’re amazing, Alanna! Just amazing!”

“This dream is amazing,” I groaned, savoring that hot pussy plunging down my cock.

I loved every second of that wonderful pussy riding me. Her married cunt massaged my futa-dick. I tongued Mom’s snatch at the same time. I danced around in her, loving the flavor of that hot snatch. My tongue wiggled around in her snatch.

The heat from Mrs. Wilson’s twat melted down my cock and soaked through my pussy. I groaned, my cunt clenching as the delight reached my two ovaries. They drank in the delight, brimming with my next load of futa-cum.

“Oh, my, yes,” the preacher’s wife moaned as she rode me. “Ooh, that’s so good. That’s just amazing. I love it!”

“Good,” whimpered Mom, my tongue flicking through her folds. I brushed her clit. “My little futanari!”

I stroked around her clit as I built toward my orgasm. The preacher’s wife’s amazing pussy worked up and down my futa-dick. I groaned, loving that hot cunt sliding up and down my girl-cock. The pressure grew and grew toward my bursting point.

I would have a huge climax. A mighty eruption of cum into her snatch. I shuddered, enjoying the way her pussy plunged down my futa-cock. I tongued my mom’s clit, loving the flavor of her tangy twat. I gloried in it as I flicked my tongue around her bud.

“Oh, that’s it, my little futanari,” Mom moaned as she ground on me. “That’s so good. You’re driving me wild!”

“Drive your mother wild,” Mrs. Wilson groaned. The preacher’s wife gripped me with her hot pussy. “Oh, your dick is driving my cunt wild. I’m going to cum so hard on her!”

“Cum on my little futanari’s clit-dick!” whimpered Mom. “And suckle on my clit! I’m going to drown you in pussy cream!”

“Yummy, Mommy,” I moaned and suckled hard on her clit. I loved how she moaned as I did that.

The pressure in my ovaries hurtled toward the bursting point. I rushed toward that moment when I would cum into her snatch. I would flood her with all that I had. Just erupt into her cunt with blast after blast of my cum.

Mrs. Wilson gripped my dick with her silky snatch. The preacher’s wife worked that cheating cunt up and down my girl-cock. I moaned around Mom’s clit. I nibbled on her bud, rushing toward that moment when I would explode.

“That’s it!” the preacher’s wife gasped. The MILF plunged down my futa-dick and squealed out in passion as her pussy went wild. “Alanna!”

I groaned as the preacher’s wife’s hot snatch massaged my cock. She spasmed around my clit-dick with that amazing twat. I moaned around Mom’s clit. I suckled hard on her bud as the pressure swelled at the tip of my cock.

“Oh, my little futanari!” howled Mom as her tangy pussy cream gushed out of her cunt.

Mom drowned me as she rubbed her furry muff into my face. I tongued her twat, loving this delight. I licked at her as the preacher’s wife’s snatch spasmed around my cock. My ovaries brimmed with my futa-cum. I groaned as the pressure burst at the tip of my clit-rod.

“Yes!” I howled and came.

I flooded the preacher’s wife with my cum. I filled her snatch with my jizz. It was so hot to do this. I erupted again and again, the pleasure screaming out of me. Stars flashed across my vision as I dumped load after load of cum into her snatch.

I filled her up with spunk. It was so glorious to have all that pleasure sweeping through me. It was magnificent. I loved every last second of that heat sweeping through me. I moaned, licking at Mom as the preacher’s wife massaged my erupting futa-cock with her hot snatch.

“She’s flooding me, Wilma!” whimpered Mrs. Wilson. “Oh, your futa-daughter is flooding my cunt with her spunk.”

“Yes, yes, yes, my little futanari!” gasped Mom as she ground her furred muff into my face. “That’s amazing!”

I licked and lapped at her snatch as I spurted the last of my girl-cum into Mrs. Wilson’s wonderful pussy. The heat washed around me, her snatch spasming with such passion. I licked at Mom’s cunt, loving the tangy flavor of her snatch.

Did she taste this good in real life?

This dream was amazing. I groaned, Mom panting on me as her orgasm passed. Mrs. Wilson’s pussy stopped spasming. The two women moaned and kissed as they sat on me. I so did not want this to end. I wanted more.

“What should we do next?” I moaned.

“Why, we trade places,” Mom purred. “Mrs. Wilson will sit on your face while I ride your girl-dick. How does that sound, my little futanari?”

“That sounds wonderful,” I moaned as Mom rose from me.

“Ooh, she’s going to lick all the cum out of my pussy,” whimpered the preacher’s wife. “That’s so naughty. I love it. You are such a kinky slut, Wilma.”

“I know,” Mom said. The dream version of her was such a wicked thing. “Mmm, that’s why you trust me, Kendra.”

“Yep,” the preacher’s wife purred as she crawled off my cock. I shuddered, her big tits swaying. She moved up my body, matting her black bush. She spun in place to straddle my head facing my futa-dick. And Mom who was settling down to ride me. “Eat me out, Alanna.”

“Yes, Mrs. Wilson,” I moaned, greedy to feast on the preacher’s wife’s sloppy cunt.

Her curls tickled my face as she settled into place. I loved it. I licked at her, gathering up the cum from her folds. She groaned as I did that. I tongued her with all that I had. I licked and lapped at her, savoring the delight of feasting on the creampie from the preacher’s wife.

She whimpered in delight as I stroked my tongue through her folds, tasting only my futa-cum. The saltiness almost overpowered the sweet flavor of her snatch. I flicked through her wonderful petals. She gasped and shuddered. I enjoyed every moment of feasting on her. I lapped at her with such passion.

“Ooh, ooh, that’s it,” she gasped.

“Mmm, enjoy,” Mom cooed as she grabbed my futa-dick. She held me upright and pressed me into her butt-crack. I gasped in delight as she pushed the tip of my girl-cock against her asshole. “Ooh, that’s my little futanari’s big dick.”

I groaned into the preacher’s wife’s sweet snatch as Mom’s anal ring slowly spread around my futa-cock to swallow me. I shuddered as the velvety delight slid over the crown and swallowed me. Mom moaned.

“Wilma,” Mrs. Wilson purred. “Such a slut.”

“Yes!” Mom gasped as she slid her tight, velvety asshole down my pussy-lubed dick. She took more and more of my clit-rod into her bowels. “Oh, my little futanari is so big and thick!”
“She is!” purred Mrs. Wilson as I licked at her folds.

I tongued up the salty cum that spilled out of her pussy. I enjoyed every last second of licking at her folds. She squirmed on my face as I did that. Her entire body trembled as I stroked through her wonderful folds. She tasted so good.

I plunged my tongue into her pussy, scooping out the jizz in her depths. As I did, Mom slid her asshole up my futa-cock. She massaged me with her tight asshole. I groaned in delight as that velvety sheath massaged the crown of my girl-dick.

“My little futanari!” gasped Mom as she plunged her asshole down my futa-cock.

I moaned into Mrs. Wilson’s pussy, swirling around and finding my girl-spunk in her sweet depths. I gathered it out of her, loving the taste as that hot asshole worked up and down my clit-dick. The velvety sheath swelled the pressure.

“Ooh, she’s licking all her cum out of my pussy,” whimpered Mrs. Wilson. “This is a new treat!”

“Enjoy!” Mom groaned, her asshole massaging me.

“My, my, your tits are heaving,” the preacher’s wife cooed. “I love those big titties.”

“Me, too,” I whimpered into her pussy.

Mom groaned in delight. Was the preacher’s wife groping Mom’s tits? Hot. I pictured it as I plunged my tongue deep into that sloppy snatch. I found more of my futa-jizz to lick out of her while my girl-cock throbbed in Mom’s asshole.

Her velvety bowels worked up and down me. She gripped me. Massaged me. She drove me wild with that hot flesh. I would have a huge cum. I couldn’t wait for that pleasure to burst out of me. I would shower her asshole with my spunk.

“Your tits are just as amazing,” Mom purred. “I love squeezing them.”

“Kneading them,” the preacher’s wife cooed.

They both groaned as they kneaded each other’s tits. That was so hot. My futa-dick throbbed in Mom’s asshole. Her bowels massaged me as the pressure to cum in her swelled in my ovaries. I swirled my tongue around in Mrs. Wilson’s snatch, looking for more cum.

I neared my eruption, savoring Mom’s bowels massaging my dick. She felt so amazing around my cock as I probed deeply into Mrs. Wilson’s twat. I found the last drops of my futa-spunk in the preacher’s wife’s sweet depths.

“Oh, yes, yes, that’s it,” whimpered the preacher’s wife. “Ooh, you’re wiggling that tongue so deep in me, Alanna!”

“That’s my little futanari,” Mom groaned, her asshole plunging down my cock.

She took my futa-dick to the hilt, her velvety sheath massaging the crown. The heat melted down my girl-dick and washed through my pussy. I loved that sensation. My entire body quivered in delight, my ovaries tensing with my load of jizz. I wanted to erupt into Mom’s asshole.

Her bowels squeezed about me as she slid back up me. I moaned and licked to Mrs. Wilson’s clit. I attacked the preacher’s wife’s bud. I stroked my tongue over her. She moaned as I did that. It was so hot hearing her whimper and moan in delight. She trembled, her butt-cheeks clenching.

“Oh, your daughter is so good,” whimpered Mrs. Wilson. “That’s just amazing. Alanna!”

“Make her cum, my little futanari!” purred Mom, her asshole driving my futa-dick wild.

“Yes!” I squealed and suckled hard on Mrs. Wilson’s clit.

The MILF squirmed on me, her bush tickling my face. I loved the feel of her curls on me. Her back arched as she cried out in wordless pleasure. Her pussy juices gushed out of her cunt and soaked my mouth. She drenched me in her passion.

“Yes, yes, yes!” she cried out. “That’s so good! That’s amazing! I love it. I love it so much! Fuck!”

Her cries resounded through the room. They were so hot to hear as I drowned in pussy cream. I loved this dream. Mom’s asshole plunged down my futa-dick, taking me to the hilt. She moaned with her own passion, her bowels convulsing around my girl-cock.

“Mommy!” I howled and erupted into her asshole.

I spurted blast after blast of cum into my mother’s bowels. I shuddered on the bed, flooding her with my spunk. The pleasure slammed through me. It was a perfect delight. I loved every second of that heat washing through me. Stars blazed across my vision.

It was so good to have that ecstasy sweeping through me. It was a perfect rush. My mother’s bowels milked me as I licked at Mrs. Wilson’s sweet pussy. I tongued the preacher’s wife while erupting again and again.

“Oh, my little futanari,” whimpered Mom, her bowels rippling around my dick. “That’s it! That’s amazing!”

“Yes!” gasped the preacher’s wife.

I savored this wonderful dream. It was glorious to erupt over and over into my mother’s asshole. I filled her bowels with my cum while savoring the sweetness of the preacher’s wife’s snatch. I tongued her as I unloaded all my futa-jizz into Mom’s bowels. I filled her to the brim with my seed.

It was incredible. I hit the peak of my orgasm, my pussy writhing. Waves of delight washed through me as I erupted a final time into my mother’s anal sheath. I could just float away with the joy. The dream was amazing.

“Oh, that was wonderful,” the preacher’s wife purred as she climbed off my face.

“Mmm,” Mom purred, sliding her asshole up my cock. She popped off with an obscene sound. The two of them snuggled up to me, a pair of MILFs pressing their big boobs against me. I was sandwiched between them. “I told you she was amazing.”

“Yes,” the preacher’s wife purred and kissed me, tasting her own cunt on my lips.

Mom joined us. The three of us made out as the dream slowly faded away into darkness. Into normal dreams.

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Alanna March

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

I groaned, so groggy. I hated my alarm. I slapped for my phone and finally found it, turning it off. I so didn’t want to get up. I just wanted to go back to sleep. I was alone in my bed. No Mrs. Wilson or Mom, of course. It was just a dream.

My eyes closed. I drifted back toward sleep. I wanted to dream of being a futanari again and fucking Mom and Mrs. Wilson and my sister. I hugged my pillow to me, feeling so good. I thought of Mom’s big—

Someone banged on my door then it opened. I groaned as the hallway light fell on me. “Get up, sleepyhead.”

“Mom?” I blinked and saw her standing in the door. She was dressed in her pencil skirt and blouse, ready for another day’s work as president of my college. “Um…”

“Don’t worry about yesterday,” she said. “You’re young. I talked with Mrs. Wilson, and she’s going to counsel you on the dangers of… of…” She mouthed “porn.” “It’s not healthy. Warps a young woman into perversions. Now, you have to get to class.”

“Fine, fine,” I muttered. “I’m sorry. I just…”

“It’s natural to be curious, but…” She shook her head. “That was very disturbing what you were looking at. Very, very disturbing. Now, I have to go. I have a meeting. So get up. Don’t be late.”

She left while I kicked off the covers. I was in my PJs, of course. I was still so groggy, though. I just wanted to get back to sleep. I yawned and stumbled to the bathroom. I jumped into the shower and let the water wash over me.

Why was I having these dreams? They were so vivid. My pussy tingled. I wanted to masturbate again. I stared down at my blonde bush, wishing to see my dick thrusting from it as a clit. Futanari weren’t real, though. They were just cartoons.

Perverse and hot cartoons.

I had to stop thinking about them. I was getting obsessed with them. I just wanted to masturbate to them all the time. That wasn’t healthy. Mom was right. I hopped out of the shower, promising myself not to look at them.

As I dressed, I kept glancing at my phone. I could search for them. Just peek at them. See those beautiful, cartoon girls with their big boobs and bigger dicks. They were so youthful and happy as they sprayed girls with their jizz and…

“Stop that,” I whimpered, my pussy on fire. I was soaking my clean panties with my juices.

I hurried with my makeup and barely had time to grab a piece of toast with some jam slathered on it before I raced out the door. Dad had already left for work and Theresa for our college. I hurried down the street, almost running. I didn’t want to be late.

“Oversleep?” Erica asked as she waited for me before the entrance. My best friend wore an amused smile on her coffee-brown face.

“Yeah,” I said and yawned.

“Stay up late?”

I shook my head as we headed toward Ms. Taylor’s class. “I went to bed normally, I just feel like I haven’t been getting enough sleep lately.” I frowned at that. “Which is so weird. I haven’t had trouble sleeping, just…”

Those dreams. But they were dreams. There would be evidence. My bedroom would reek of pussy. There would be stains on the sheets. I would be naked and not dressed in my PJs. Mom wouldn’t be disgusted by futanari if she was coming to my room nightly to share me. They were dreams, but…

God, they were so real.

Ms. Taylor was just starting her lecture when we slipped in. We muttered our apologies and hurried to our seats. She was such a gorgeous woman, her hair dyed purple. She was young, mid-twenties, and looking so sexy in her tight blouse and short skirt. She had stockings on today and heels. She must have a hot date after class. I loved the color to her cheeks as she spoke.

What would she look like naked? What did her pussy taste like? Or feel like around my girl-dick. I wanted her to appear in my dream with Mom tonight. That would be so exciting. I shuddered at how perverse I was becoming. All I thought about was sex now.

Maybe… Maybe Mom was right about the dangers of porn. Only I had the dreams before ever staring at futanari porn. Or any porn. Still, I wanted to finger my cunt. To slip off to the girl’s restroom and masturbate to the hot stuff. That would be wild.

But I was stuck in class. I squirmed through it, my pussy growing hotter and hotter as the need to slip up and masturbate grew. I wanted to pull my phone out in the middle of class and use it. That was how turned on I was. Right now, I was just so eager for that delight.

I squirmed here, my heart pounding in my chest. My poor panties were a sodden miss and snatches of last night’s dream burned in my mind. All the wicked things I did with Mom and Mrs. Wilson replayed over and over again.

And what I did the previous night’s dream with Mom and my sister.

I hardly focused on Ms. Taylor’s lessons. The words drifted through my lust-addled mind. It was too full of futanari. I could feel the temptation. Sin had pounced on me like a lion, devouring me with such wicked thoughts.

I knew it was wrong to go off and sin. I couldn’t be held accountable for my dreams, but what I did while I was awake… Oh, yes, I had to answer to them. I was baptized. I believed, but… If I kept doing this, I would be in trouble with God and Jesus. But…

The pull.

The need.

The wanton ache that throbbed through my clit. That bud that I wished was a big dick so I could masturbate it. I would love to fist it. To have Mom suckle on it. Or Ms. Taylor. To have their hot lips working up and down my cock, pleasuring me together. That would be so hot. That would—

“Do the exercises on page 57,” Ms. Taylor was saying, drawing me out of my lurid fantasies. “Have them ready for tomorrow.”

Class was over.

I grabbed my stuff, thrusting my textbook and notebook into my backpack. I zipped it up and rose. I held my phone in my hand, so eager to rush off and masturbate with it. I needed to finger my virgin cunt and rub my clit while staring at pics of futanari—

“Miss March, I need you to stay after,” said the teacher.

I blinked. “Um… Yes, Ms. Taylor.”

My cheeks burned so hot. Had she noticed that I wasn’t paying attention? Was I in trouble? I sat back down. My friend, Erica, shot me a commiserating look as she gathered up her stuff and headed for the door. I sighed as I waited for the other students to leave.

Ms. Taylor moved up to my desk as I squirmed there, my pussy on fire. I just wanted to masturbate. I wanted to stare at pictures of futanari. I wanted to be one while awake. I craved for my dreams to be real. That would be so amazing if they were.

The door closed. We were alone.

“Your mother told me about what you were looking at on your phone,” she said.

My cheeks blazed. “She… she told you that.”

“She thought you might listen to me.” She took a seat beside me. “Porn is just so common these days. It’s easy for any young person to be swept up into it. I know you’re an adult now and there’s nothing illegal about it.”

“I’m eighteen,” I said, not really feeling like a grown-up.

“That’s an adult.” She patted my knee. “There is so much filth out there. Well, I used to watch… things all the time. Even here at work.”

Was that why she was in trouble with my mother? Did Mom catch her watching porn at work? No wonder she was having so many meetings with her. Mom hated porn. She thought it was vile stuff, but… it was so hot.

“It can consume us,” Ms. Taylor said. “It distracts us from seeking out proper sort of relationships. The sort that we’re supposed to have. That God intended us to have. I know you’re a believer, but even we can slip up and fall into sin.”

“I…” I squirmed there. “It’s just…”

“I understand,” she said. “It’s not something you can overcome right away, but you can with help. Talk to people you trust. I’m here for you. I can help you resist that urge. I do understand that need to sneak off to the bathroom with my phone. These devices are so amazing. So much at our fingertips. So much good and so much evil.”

I nodded.

“I know porn seems harmless, but it changes your mind. Twists it. Dulls it. Reality just can’t compare to fantasy.” She rose. “I just hope you don’t fall into my trap. I still struggle with it. Your mother has been a big help. I want to be that for you, so… If you want, we can have meetings.”

“I’ll think about it,” I said, my cheeks burning. I so hated that my mother was the president of the school. It made things so… inconvenient.

“Okay,” she said then paused. “Have you been sleeping well?”

“I guess,” I said. “Just… dreams.”

She smiled. “Well, get some sleep. Try to resist. If you don’t want to talk to me, or your mother, then find someone you can trust. It will help. Now go. And you better have that homework done.”

I rushed out of the classroom. I didn’t have time to masturbate before my next class and… Maybe she was right. Maybe I would just stick away from it. Then I wouldn’t have the dreams. So I headed to class, embarrassed that Ms. Taylor knew, too.

Who else had Mom told?

All day, I wanted to masturbate, but I held back. I went home and started doing my homework. Mom peeked in on me. She smiled and slipped out. I kept my door open so I wouldn’t be tempted to do things. When it was dinner time, I ate with Mom, Dad, and Theresa.

I went back upstairs, tired. I would get a good night’s sleep. I prayed that I would have no more dreams. I closed my eyes and was out the moment my head hit the pillows.

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Alanna March – Night 6

Tongues bathed my cock. I shuddered, knowing that sensation so well at this point. I shuddered at the feel of the tongues climbing up my cock. They reached the tip of my dick and stroked over it. One would be my mom’s tongue.

Who was the other?

I just smiled and enjoyed the sensation. I wanted it to be a surprise. The two tongues danced around the crown of my cock. I had avoided porn during the day, but this was different. I wasn’t at fault in a dream. I just had to enjoy myself.

The two pairs of lips nibbled down my cock. I groaned as they worked down my shaft. It felt so good. I trembled in delight as they reached my pussy folds. Both of them licked me. I groaned, enjoying the incestuous delight.

It was such a perfect moment. I was happy for it. Just so glad to have that feeling washing through me. I smiled in delight, enjoying myself immensely. They tongued my cunt until one of the tongues licked up my shaft. It was… not as bold.

“Mmm, my little futanari,” Mom moaned into my cunt as the mystery woman reached the crown of my dick. “Your pussy tastes the best.”

The mystery woman moaned her agreement and swallowed the crown of my dick. I groaned in delight as that hot mouth slid down my futa-cock. Mom’s tongue flicked over my folds and brushed my hymen. I wanted her to thrust past my virginity. To take my cherry.

It was so good to feel her doing that. I loved her caressing over my folds. She was so good at that. She made me feel so good. I whimpered in delight as her tongue stroked fast circles around my clit while the mystery woman suckled on me.

“Yes, yes, that’s so good!” I moaned.

“Just enjoy, my little futanari,” purred Mom. “Mmm, your pussy is so delicious.”

“Yes, yes, just enjoy me, Mom!” I whimpered. “And you… Ooh, you’re sucking so hard on my futa-dick. I love it!”

The mystery woman moaned her delight around my cock. She suckled on me with such passion. She nursed on me with all that she had. It was just a joy to have her nursing on me. I groaned, enjoying that hot mouth working up and down me. She suckled on me with such passion.

“Oh, that’s good,” I whimpered. “I want to cum on your faces.”

“Mmm, you will, my little futanari,” cooed Mom into my pussy.

She licked at my virgin folds as I shuddered in delight. It was so good to have her doing that. I felt so amazing as she licked at me. She stroked her tongue up and down my body. A wave of delight rippled through me. My eyes rolled back in my head.

The mystery woman suckled with passion on my cock. She worked her lips up and down my cock. It was so hard to keep my eyes open. I wanted to find out who was nursing on my cock with such passion. Was that my sister? The reverend’s wife? My best friend?

Mom licked at my cunt as that hot mouth slid up and down my cock. I savored that delight. She suckled with such passion on me. I was just so happy to feel that wonderful maw working up and down me. I would have such a huge climax. Just a mighty cum.

“Oh, god,” I whimpered.

“Mmm, just enjoy yourself, my little futanari,” Mom cooed.

She was just the best. I loved everything that she did to me. She drove me wild. My toes curled. My hands grabbed the sheets as that hot mouth worked up and down me. I hurtled toward my climax. I would shower their faces in cum.

The mystery woman swirled her tongue around the crown of my futa-dick. My girl-rod felt so good. The pleasure melted down to my pussy. I savored that wonderful sensation. My ovaries drank in the joy. I whimpered, my heart pounding.

The pressure swelled at the tip of my futa-cock. I would have such a big climax. I would just burst with such delight. I could not wait for that pleasure to rush through me. Stars flashed through my mind. I would have a great explosion.

“I’m so close,” I whimpered, the mystery woman sucking hard. “Yes, yes, I’m about to explode.”

“Good,” Mom purred and licked my virgin pussy one more time.

The mouth sucking on my cock popped off. One of them gripped my dick and fisted me. I loved it. It was so hot to feel that hand gliding up and down my girl-dick. I knew their faces were pressed together. They were ready for me to cum.

“My little futanari,” Mom moaned, the hand fisting up and down my girl-rod. “Cum on us!”
The pressure at the tip of my futa-dick burst.

“Yes!” I howled as I came.

The heat shot through me as my body bucked. The pleasure rushed through me as I unloaded my girl-cum onto their features. The pleasure slammed through me. My cunt writhed, adding waves of delight to the rapture crashing through me.

I bucked and groaned, my tits jiggling. I unloaded spurt after spurt of cum. I hosed their faces down. It was spectacular to have all that rapture shooting out of me. I loved every last second of this treat. It was amazing.

“Mommy!” I groaned as I opened my eyes, the twin delights swirling over my mind.

“Mmm,” purred Mom. “Oh, my little futanari. Drench us!”

“Yes!” I gasped, staring up at the ceiling. I unloaded a final time. I splattered their faces. I panted, my body trembling with the delight. “Ooh, who is it?”

I sat up and found Ms. Taylor grinning at me with Mom, both their faces dripping in cum. My teacher looked so hot with the spunk dripping down her features. More of my spunk had landed in her dyed-purple hair. She licked her lips.

“Such a wonderful student,” she cooed. “So much better than receiving an apple.”

“I know,” Mom purred and licked up the cum dripping down the teacher’s chin. Mom’s teacher. Her employee. Somehow, that made this hotter. In the waking world, Mom was helping Ms. Taylor avoid porn.

In the dream world, she guided her to the perversion of futanari.

The two women kissed. They swapped my cum back and forth, their tongues flashing. Ms. Taylor had round, perky tits with pierced nipples. That was hot. Pierced. I doubted she was pierced in real life. This was just my perverse mind at work. I had seen images of futanari with nipple rings.

I had to play with them, but first… I joined in the licking.

I lapped up cum off Ms. Taylor’s face. She turned to me and kissed me. She thrust her tongue into my mouth. I groaned as we swapped the spunk back and forth. It was so good to share it with each other. I loved that delight.

We swapped the cum back and forth, enjoying this moment. It was so wonderful to share it. we swapped back and forth. I loved sharing cum with her. It was so much fun to do that. I licked and lapped up her spunk.

She turned her head. I kissed my teacher. It was so hot to trade spunk with her. We passed it back and forth. She traded it as Mom licked up spunk from Ms. Taylor’s cheek. Then she joined. The three of us shared in this salty cum.

It was so wonderful to kiss Mom and Ms. Taylor. The three of us swapped the jizz. I licked it off both women’s faces. I stroked over their cheeks and chins. Their foreheads. I just enjoyed their spunk wherever I could. It was just such a delight to enjoy.

I savored every second of the salty treat.

My futa-cum melted between our mouths. My girl-dick throbbed with delight. I was so glad we were doing this. I was so thrilled to share in this delight with Mom and Ms. Taylor. We cleaned off my girl-spunk until it was all gone.

Then I cupped Ms. Taylor’s nipples. “They’re pierced.”

“I know,” Mom said. “I just love sucking on them and playing with them with my tongue.”

Mom ducked her head down and engulfed Ms. Taylor’s nipple. My teacher gasped and shuddered. A smile spread on her lips. She squeezed her eyes closed. That looked like so much fun. I had to do that, too.

I ducked my head down and engulfed the pierced nipple. The ring felt so nice between my lips. I flicked up and down it, batting it before suckling. Ms. Taylor moaned. She smiled down at the pair of us as we played with her nipple.

It was so much fun to bat it back and forth.

“Oh, yes, that feels so good,” whimpered my teacher. “Mmm, Alanna, Wilma, that’s amazing. Yes, yes, play with my nipple rings!”

We did. I had so much fun flicking it up and down. I suckled on her nub. Nibbled on her pierced nipple. My futa-dick throbbed as I did that. Pussy cream dripped down my thighs. I was so wet right now. I wanted to fuck Ms. Taylor, but…

It was so much fun playing with her nipple ring. I couldn’t wait to ram into her cunt and make her cum. I would have her howling in delight. I would make her squeal so hard. I nursed on her as Mom did the same on the other side.

“You’re making me so wet,” whimpered Ms. Taylor.

Mom popped her nipple off. “You want my little futanari to fuck you with her big clit-dick, don’t you, Brie.”

“I do,” Ms. Taylor moaned. Brie was her first name? I didn’t know that. “Ooh, I want her in me.”

“They lie back,” Mom said. “Lie back, and my little futanari will fuck you so hard.”

Ms. Taylor shuddered and leaned back, her pierced nipple popping out of my mouth. She stretched out on the bed, her thighs parting and settling down on the bed around me. Her shaved pussy dripped. Her clit looked so cute. Mom straddled Ms. Taylor and planted her furred muff on her face.
“Mmm, love your cunt, Wilma,” my teacher moaned as Mom grabbed my futa-cock. She guided my girl-dick right to Ms. Taylor’s dripping pussy.

The moment I felt that hot cunt, I thrust into her depths.

“Yes!” gasped Ms. Taylor as my futa-dick filled her up. “That’s so good!”

I moaned in delight as I sank deeper and deeper into that hot cunt. It was just such a rush to be in my teacher’s pussy. Mom smiled at me, her big boobs swaying. She ground her furred muff on the teacher’s face, quivering in delight.

I pumped away at my teacher’s pussy as I watched Mom’s tits. Those big mounds quivered as she trembled on Ms. Taylor’s pussy. It was hot to watch. I enjoyed the sight as I drove my big girl-dick in and out of that tight cunt. I fucked Ms. Taylor hard.

“Your daughter’s futa-dick is amazing!” gasped Ms. Taylor. “Oh, my god, that’s so good! Oh, yes, yes! I love it!”

“I know,” purred Mom. “Fuck her hard, my little futanari!”

“Yes, Mom!”

I grinned at Mom, my round tits bouncing. I pumped in and out of Ms. Taylor’s silky snatch. The heat melted down my futa-cock and washed through my cunt. My ovaries drank in the delight, brimming with my next load of girl-cum.

I loved the silky massage of Ms. Taylor’s cunt. Her pussy gripped my clit-dick as I thrust away at her. My girl-cock plowed in and out of her. The teacher moaned, feasting on Mom’s cunt. That made Mom shudder, her tits swaying.

“Brie,” Mom groaned. “I am going to drown you!”

“Drown her, Mom!” I purred, thrusting away hard at the teacher’s cunt.

“I will!” Mom arched her back, her boobs thrusting out before her.

I smiled at her, the pressure building and building at the tip of my girl-dick. I was so close to bursting in her. So near to erupting in her cunt. I would have a huge climax. My ovaries brimmed with my futa-spunk.

The teacher moaned, feasting on Mom’s pussy. That hot snatch clamped down around my clit-dick. I pounded that tight pussy, my futa-cock plundering over and over into that hot twat. I couldn’t last much longer. I loved this dream.

“Oh, my god, Brie!” whimpered Mom. “You’re so good at eating pussy. Oh, yes, yes, you always make me cum so hard!”

Mom bucked, her big tits bouncing as she drowned my teacher in pussy cream. I loved the sight of her heaving tits as I fucked to the hilt in Ms. Taylor’s pussy. I fucked her hard, that silky snatch clamping down on me. The pressure grew at the tip of my cock, my ovaries brimming with futa-cum.

“Oh, Alanna!” Ms. Taylor moaned. “You’re such a wonderful student!”

Her pussy convulsed around me. She massaged me with that hot snatch. I loved the delight, savoring her cunt spasming around me. The heat rippled around my cock. I savored every second of it as I fucked her cunt with hard thrusts.

“Oh, my god!” I whimpered, the pressure bursting at the tip of my cock. “Ms. Taylor!”

I flooded her pussy with my spunk. I unloaded into her again and again. I flooded her with so much spunk. It was just incredible to have all that delight washing through my body. My cunt writhed, adding waves of delight to the ecstasy shooting through me.

“Your daughter’s flooding my cunt!” gasped the teacher, her pussy writhing around me.

“Yes, yes, dump your load in her, my little futanari!” Mom moaned and hugged me. She kissed me.

I groaned into her mouth, our tongues dancing as I spurted more and more of my cum into Ms. Taylor’s writhing cunt. I flooded her with all that I had. I spurted into her snatch again and again. It was just incredible to have all that pleasure washing through me.

My tongue danced with Mom’s as the teacher’s twat milked my futa-dick. I erupted again and again, loving every second of that delight. Stars danced before my eyes. It was just so spectacular to have all that pleasure washing through me.

It was so wonderful. I loved being a futanari in my dreams.

I kissed Mom with such passion as I spurted the last of my cum into my teacher’s pussy. My pussy spasmed a few more times. I enjoyed this moment so much. Ms. Taylor whimpered, her cunt convulsing around my girl-dick one last time.

“That was so good,” she moaned.

I broke the kiss with Mom and asked, “What naughty thing should we do next?”

She grinned from ear to ear at me. Dream Mom was so much more fun than RL Mom.

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