Futanari on female

Sex Stories - Two for One“I can’t stop thinking about it.” She looked down at her penis. “I just want to touch it all the time.”

I looked at it. It wasn’t as big as Casey’s. I imagined it was the right size for her body, like the genetic mutation kind of knew what to do somehow. It was about five inches long, but really thick, like three, fat fingers thick.

I thought back to all the papers and folders and research. “Genetic modifiers, hormonal side effects…”

Steph’s dress was pitching a tent beside me. “I don’t feel right,” she shook her head back and forth. “When it gets really stiff, it makes me feel weird. My heart beats really fast. I just want to touch it. My mouth gets really dry.”

She had described exactly how I was feeling, right then, looking down at the rise in her dress. I put my hands on her shoulders. I had no idea what to do. I mean was this like a poison control thing? I fucking hoped not. “How many did you take?”

Steph looked at me. Her eyes were sharp and clear. “One.” She reached out slipped her arms around my neck. “I want to kiss you,” she pulled me towards where she was sitting on the bed. “Let me kiss your lips,” she closed her eyes and pressed her mouth to mine.

Her mouth was small, her lips were thin, but I kissed them.

She moaned softly and kissed me again, this time longer and she stuck her tongue into my mouth clumsily.

I met it with my own. I swear that the drugs must have made the user release some kind of pheromone. I couldn’t have stopped if I wanted to.

“Look, it’s so big it pops out of my underwear.” She let go of my neck and whipped the sundress back. Her little pink underwear with the words baby girl across the waistband was bunched up and a tumescent log of flesh rose from between her lips.

I watched. Mesmerized by the drug’s effects, I thought back to Casey’s cock, the way it stretched me wide, the way my body had craved the way it filled me.

“Oh, my god, it keeps growing,” Steph’s voice was desperate. She grabbed the hem of the dress and wrinkled it in her anxious fists. It was so short and fat, but so fat, a log of flesh with a pink mushroom head.

Steph looked at me and then down at the protuberance anchored to the top of her vagina. “How long will it last?”

I thought about the other two, how they had both eventually become limp, but neither of them had disappeared. When Casey and I had gone to bed, she still had an eight-inch cock between her legs and she hadn’t taken any of the pills that I could remember.

“I don’t know. I mean, I have no idea. Yesterday was the first time,” I looked at Steph, “I just found out yesterday.”

“Shit,” She sat back on the bed and looked at her eager new cock. “I thought it would go down after it shot out its cum, but that’s happened three times.” She wrapped her hand around the base. “It feels so good when I touch it.” She arched her back a little and began to slowly stroke the hunk of flesh.

Her fingers looked tiny against the growing rod. “Oh fuck!” Her voice was husky with desire. “That feels good.” She glanced up at me, embarrassed as her hand pumped up and down. “I’m so sorry,” she said, “you want to watch me?”

I swallowed hard. Inside of me a battle was raging. Part of me wanted to reach over and help. I mean, I was sitting beside a magnificent specimen of my favorite thing and it was attached to my best friend’s, little sister’s pussy and she was jacking herself off, slowly stroking herself while I watched.

Common sense dictated that I get out of there, right? I mean, yeah, your friend can fuck you while you suck on her mom’s cock, but you can’t help her little sister cum because she took pills she wasn’t supposed to take, right? There was some kind of line there, right? I mean she was so young. But her dick was so thick.

Steph’s closed her eyes while both hands were slowly slid up and down her shaft.

How much did she take? It’s like she’s high, like she can’t control herself. 

I started to get up, but Steph grabbed my wrist. “No, don’t go. Help me.” She placed my hand on her cock. “Please.”

I swallowed hard. “I…” No more words came out. I slowly opened my hand. The skin was hot.

Do it. You know you want to. Show her how good you can make her feel. Give that cock what it deserves.

I looked into Steph’s eyes. All I wanted was her cock. My pussy was soaked.

Give her what she needs.

Steph leaned her head back. “Maybe if I shoot the white stuff out one more time,” her voice was a mix of pleasure and panic. “That’s how they did it last night, right? My sister shot her stuff in your hole.” She pointed at pussy.



Mother Daughter Futanari Incest

So, I have gotten a number of requests and complaints about Futanari Family series. Some of you don’t think the series has enough sex. More of you would like to explore the family dynamic of the story – namely the stuff that Amazon and the rest don’t want people to publish, the incest between Casey, Linda, and Stephanie. And others just want me to continue the series.

So, you know what they say. Give ’em what they want.

[Here’s the beginning. Catch the rest on my Patreon – where I get all kinds of crazy.]

The package was marked Linda Thiel. A yellow envelope, 9 x 12 and lined with bubble wrap. When I tore it open, I found two white bottles. I shook each one. They didn’t sound full, maybe half full. I turned them over to read the label. One had my mother’s name, Linda. The other had mine, Casey.

was just the label with our names. The rest of the bottle was blank.

I remembered the doctor that had actually signed the final paperwork and assigned us to this test. It had been after the third medical screening and examination. I was lying on an examination table, my legs spread, I had just finished masturbating and the doctor was examining my vulva and clit with gloved hands. “You do understand what the drug will do?” She had asked, picking up a long swab and inserting it into my vagina. “The side effects are still being determined,” she had said. “We can’t tell you what the drug will do to you.”

Mom almost hadn’t signed. Examinations done, we had sat in front of a lawyer with a briefcase full of paperwork for almost an hour. There were more waivers than there were warnings. The pill could kill us and they wouldn’t be liable.

We had talked about it for days. The idea of working for a pharmaceutical company was one thing, but genetic modification? The idea had stopped both us in our tracks. I had been the first one to call the idea crazy. But we had needed the money more.

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Succubus: A Futanari Tale

So, I have been working on the succubus series today and I thought I would share a little teaser. I mean, who doesn’t like some hot, free futanari action, right?

If you haven’t read the whole story, you should get over to my Patreon and check it out. I post a ton of free stuff over there too, so please check it out. (And, you know, if I get you all excited, you can buy me a Latte. I mean, come on, you like the way I get you excited. I know you do.)

Here’s a teaser:

Olivia’s magic washed across me. “You’re so fucking sexy. Did you see that cop cum the minute you showed him your tits?”She smiled and licked her lips.

Her tone melted me. I was hers. “Well come here,” I got on my hands and knees and started to crawl across the space between us.
“Oh, no, Abi,” she gave me a wicked smile, “this is going to be your thrill ride.”
Instantly she was behind me.
The moment I realized it, her hands were already on the inside of my thighs, spreading my knees.
I obeyed and spread my legs. I lifted my ass in the air and laid my head on the mattress.
I wanted this so bad.
I had missed Olivia.
I had missed the magic.
Her hair tickled my thighs. Then I felt fingers on my bathing suit, the fabric was stretched and pulled aside. The air was cold as it washed across my wet pussy lips, but Olivia’s breath warmed me.
“What if they hear us?” I asked looking toward the door.
“They won’t,” the words came from behind me, just before Olivia’s rough, little tongue spread my pussy folds and lapped at my hole.
I quivered.
Her hands squeezed my thighs as she lapped at my dripping wetness, sucking at my lips.
It felt so good.
A hand cupped my right breast and tugged the bikini down over my nipple.
The warmth of the magic grew.
My body ached with longing.
I arched my back and pressed against Olivia’s mouth.
Her tongue moved from my clit back to my hole.
Then she pressed her tongue against my entrance.
I relaxed. She was so skillful with her tongue, so attentive, had been since we were little.
Her tongue stretched me open and pressed inside.
I smiled and bit my lip. “God yes.” I said, bathing in the pleasure.
Then she went deeper.
I gasped.
Her tongue felt like it was growing longer, like it was growing inside of me.
My body shifted, I arched my ass higher, drawing it deeper. It felt like nothing I had ever experienced before.
It moved inside of me until it found my secret spot, the spot that shot lightning behind my eyes.
I moaned as her tongue strummed my most sensitive parts.
She pinched my nipple.
I closed my eyes. “Oh, my god!”
“Not yet,” Olivia chuckled behind me.
Her voice sounded different. I turned to look over my shoulder and saw the two horns, just like the demon had.
My breath caught in my throat.
And then a long thin tail whipped back and forth in the air, the barbed end a little triangle of reddened flesh.
“Olivia,” I called her name as I began to drown in the first orgasm.
She pulled away from quivering pussy, her long barbed tongue slithered out like a snake.
She sat back, and I saw her new form. She was hybrid, a mix of the Olivia I knew, and something that Olivia had turned into.
The same red hue of the demon’s skin was splattered here and there across her body, concentrated on the skin around her horns and tail, but also around her breasts and the new addition that bulged from behind her bikini bottom.
She grinned at me languidly and pulled the strings that had been tied at her hips.
Her cock sprang into view and she spread her legs. “I told I have been changing.”
I stared in awe at the swollen pussy at the bottom of her stalk of cock flesh.
I turned around on the bed and crawled toward her. “Oh my god, it’s beautiful.”
“I want you to suck it,” she grabbed the base of it and waved it in my direction.
I crawled between her legs. The penis she had grown was as large as my dad’s with a mushroom head and the squiggly vein along the back.
The magic surrounded us. Olivia in her new form was magnificent. Her body was long and lean, her breasts were large and firm, and her new appendage made my mouth water.
I smiled at her. I wanted it in my hand, I wanted to please her. I wanted to give her what she needed.
I wrapped my own fingers own fingers around the hot flesh and squeezed.
Her tail slipped around my back and then around my breast. It tightened like a snake and the tip of the barbed tail stroked my aching nipples.
Olivia exhaled slowly.
She felt so good and thick in my hand. I wanted more. I sank down into her lap.
She reached out a hand and wrapped my long curls in her grip.
I heard her breath quicken.
I smelled her lovely scent. It was something like a cross between ash and sex. Then the plush tip pressed against my lips.
I couldn’t wait any longer. My mouth opened, and I slid my head into the dark of her lap.
Pulling back, I let my wet lips drag back up the sensitive skin of her cock to the very tip.
Olivia’s hips moved and I felt her body quiver.
Then, in a slow rhythm, I bobbed my head on her dick, coating with a thick layer of my saliva.
She throbbed between my lips, her cock hard against the back of my throat.
She moaned.
Her tip prodded my tonsils as she began to slowly thrust.
I moaned as her tail slipped along my belly until the barb found my clit.
I couldn’t see anything. I imagined what her thick cock must have looked like as it moved back and forth, deeper and deeper with every thrust. I pictured the look n her face, the contorted pleasure.
I rolled my tongue around the bulging tip.
I felt the gentle motion of the waves on the boat.
My body ached as it rushed toward orgasm.
I moaned and dove deeper.
The little barb of Olivia’s tail slipped between my dripping lips and my pussy tightened around it.
My eyes rolled. I knew the head of her dick was down my throat now. I twisted and shook my head.
Olivia’s hips drove up hard.
I still needed more.
I reached down and played my fingers through Olivia’s quim. Her moans grew louder and her thrusts more urgent.
I swallowed and then pulled away for a breath.
Her cock popped from my lips. I leaned down and sucked her pussy lips into my mouth as my hand easily stroked her slippery dick.
And then she was behind me.
A hand on my neck pressed my face into the pillow.
The other hand gripped my hips and pulled me back like I was a rag doll.
Her strength, just the way she handled me, made me cum.