The Aphrodite Sisterhood Collection 1 (12 Futa Stories-Massive Bundle!)(Futa-on-Female, Hot Wife, Menage, Cheating, Bride, Erotia) (15 page)

Suddenly, I felt like I had forgotten something.

Smack!

“That is a beautiful ass,” Vivian cooed, my butt stinging from her slap. Her monster cock nudged my cheeks as she slid it towards my pussy. “You ready, slut!”

“Yes!” I moaned. “Please, fuck me with your big, girl-cock! It's so much better than any guy's!”

“Shelley said the same thing,” laughed Vivian, then slammed her cock home.

My eyes widened as her cock reamed me. I hadn't put the sock on the door. Shelley could walk in at any moment. But the cock in my pussy felt too amazing to care about any of that. Vivian stabbed deep inside me, and I pushed my ass back. So fucking wonderful.

“Yes, yes, yes!” I panted.

Her hand seized my wet hair, pulling my head back so she could hiss in my ear, “You like that, slut? You like my hard, girl-cock reaming your tight cunt!”

“I fucking love it!”

She let go of my hair and pounded my pussy. I squeezed the sheets, moaning and gasping as she invaded my cunt over and over. She fucked me so hard it hurt, and that just made the pleasure building inside me that much more intense.

“Oh, fuck! I'm gonna cum again, Vivian! Shit! Shit!”

“Do it! You little slut! Cum on my girl-cock!”

“I am!” I moaned, shuddering and shaking as she kept pounding me, driving more and more waves of pleasure through my body. My breath came in ragged gulps as my insides were churned into ecstasy by her dick. “Cum in me, Vivian! Let me feel your cock shoot in me!”

“You love my cock more than any other guys, don't you, slut?”

“I do!” I howled. “It's the best cock I've ever fucked!”

She grunted. Her cum flooded me. Thick, hot liquid spewed into me. Her cock drove into me over and over, squirting more and more of her girl-cum, bathing my cunt in her impossible spunk. Her strokes slowed, her cock softened, and then she pulled out.

The mess poured out of me, forming a puddle on Shelley's sheets. I flopped down into my wet spot, rolling onto my back and staring down at the mess between my thighs. I reached down and scooped up a glob of pussy juices and girl-cum leaking out of my hole, bringing it to my lips. I sucked my finger clean, savoring my tart juices mixed with her salty seed. Such a wonderful, delightful flavor.

“Wow,” I gasped. “I have never been fucked that hard.”

“Thanks.” Her smile was as pleased as any guy after fucking me. “But we better clean up before Shelley finds out.”

A little guilt tumbled through me. “Yeah,” I said. I didn't want to betray my roommate, I had just wanted to satisfy my curiosity. And now I knew why she had such a big grin. I had never been fucked so well before.

“I don't want to hurt my girlfriend. She's special and—”

A key scraped at the door's lock. My roommate was home.

“Fuck!” I gasped, grasping one of Shelley's sheets and pulling them over my naked flesh. Vivian shoved her top down over her breasts, grabbed her skinny jeans, and began working them up her legs, her shrinking cock flapping about, dripping milky ropes of cum.

The door opened. Shelley gasped, her voice full of pain.

“It's not what it looks like!” Vivian pleaded.

Shelley gave one heart-wrenching sob, then she fled. Vivian cursed, working her pants up, then chased after her.

Nervous fear tumbled inside me. I probably was going to need a new roommate. But it had so been worth it to feel the pleasure of a woman fucking me with her cock.

Futanari Coeds 2

by

Reed James

Guilt ripped through me as Shelley cried out in anguish, tearing my heart to shreds. I couldn't believe how stupid I was. I had cheated on my girlfriend with her roommate and she had caught me hiking my pants up, my softening girl-cock dangling out, and a thoroughly fucked Britney lying on Shelley's own bed, cowering under her sheets.

“It's not what it looks like!” I gasped, knowing full well it was exactly what it looked like. Why had I been so weak?

My betrayed girlfriend fled.

Shit. I pulled my jeans up, my cock finally shrinking back down into a clitoris. I chased after Shelley, trying to work my zipper up as I pulled open the door and dashed into the hallway. I caught a glimpse of her blonde hair disappearing around the corner, running towards the stairs. I had to stop her and somehow make this right.

Why had I been so stupid and thought with my cock! It was just so hard to ignore sometimes.

I ran after her, my bare feet smacking on the thin carpet of the hallway. “Shelley!” I shouted as I rounded the corner. “Please, stop!”

She was racing down the stairs, disappearing out of sight. Doors crashed and daylight flooded the hallway as she burst outside. I followed, taking the stairs two at a time, almost falling and breaking my neck in the process. I didn't care. I needed to catch up with her. I caught myself on the railing, righting myself, and kept running after her, desperate fear pumping in my heart.

I reached the bottom of the stairs and slammed into the metal doors, my hip pushing the bar and unlatching the door. I burst through them, blinded by the afternoon sun. I whipped my head around, trying to blink through the light. Where was she? She just went out these doors. She couldn't have gone far. I caught movement out of the corner of my eye, blonde hair flying as she streaked into a small park and collapsed against a tree, crying into her arms as she leaned against the oak.

“Shelley!” I chased after her, the sidewalk rough and hot on my bare feet, then the grass cool and slick.

“Go away!” she snarled when I reached her.

“Listen. It wasn't what it looked like.” Fuck, that sounded as lame now as it did back in her dorm room.

“What did it look like, Vivian?” Her face was twisted and mottled red.

I didn't have an answer.

“Because it looked like to me that you had fucked my roommate on my bed!” Her words were ice; I flinched. “So, what did I miss? Explain it to me, Vivian!”

“I...”

“What part of Britney naked and your cock hanging out did I misconstrue? Were you practicing for a play? Helping her with her Health class?”

I flushed, looking down. “I'm sorry.”

“That's it?”

Her disappointment slapped me. “What do you want me to say, Shelley?”

“I don't know!”

“I love you.” I reached out for her hand. She ripped it back.

“Then why did you fuck her?”

“I was horny.” It sounded so lame, but when my clitoris tingles it's so hard to resist the other women. Every day, I struggled to keep from straying, fighting my urges to hit on every coed that walks by with a cute ass. Then Britney steps up to me naked, touching her body, coming on to me, her pussy just inches from my lips. I couldn't help myself.

She threw her arms up. “You were horny!”

“You know what happens when my...” I looked around, then whispered, “...cock gets aroused. I get hard and I need relief.”

“And don't I give you enough relief?”

“You do, but—”

“You couldn't have waited for me to get back?”

“I tried, Shelley.”

“So it's my fault you cheated?”

I winced. “No. No, it's my fault. I just...lost control. Britney was naked and—”

“Baloney, Vivian! I've seen the way you eye other women! You couldn't wait to fool around on me!”

“That's not true!” I couldn't help it if I appreciated other women's beauty now. “It just...happened.” How could I explain to her the overwhelming lust that seizes me when my clitoris is throbbing, begging to be buried in whatever feminine hole is available? “It was an accident.”

“Right.” Derision dripped off her tongue. “You just accidentally fell into my naked roommate's pussy! On my bed!”

“Listen, Shelley. I love you and I'm really sorry. I'd take it back if I could.”

“But you can't!” Her face twisted with rage. “I can't believe I loved a freakish woman with a cock! Stay away from me, Vivian! You disgust me!”

If she had hit me, it would have hurt less.

My girlfriend, this amazing woman that had become my universe in a matter of days, despised me and my cock. She stormed off, leaving my heart shattered into a billion pieces. Why had I ever cast this spell? I fought the tears as I stumbled back to my dorm room, not wanting to break down in front of anyone. Why had I cheated? Why had I messed everything up?

Later, after crying out all of my tears, I sat on the floor of my dorm room, clutching my grimoire on my lap; the black leather of its cover stained with my tears, leaving discolored trickles across the embossed, naked, and lush image of Aphrodite that adorned it. This was all the books fault that I was feeling this pain. I wish I had never found it in my grandmother's attic.

You disgust me!

My cock was a byproduct of the spell I had cast. I didn't really believe it would work, but I had been so desperate to have what it promised. So I had dedicated myself to the Goddess Aphrodite. I just wanted to finally be beautiful instead of plain and average. And the spell had enhanced me, taking away my acne, vanishing the fat on my thighs and butt, adding a bit of color to my cheeks. And it gave me a clitoris that transformed into a cock whenever I grew horny.

This damned clitoris-cock was the reason I had cheated. I couldn't resist it. When I grew horny, all my blood pumped into it, making it so hard to think while the damned thing demanded to be buried in some girl's mouth or pussy or ass. How could I resist naked Britney throwing herself at me? If I hadn't cast this spell, I wouldn't be hurting so much.

“That's it!” I exclaimed out loud, laughing almost hysterically. “A spell!”

There had to be some spell or incantation in this damned book to fix my broken heart. Aphrodite was the Goddess of love as well as of beauty. Please, let there be a way to take this pain away. I frantically flipped through the yellowed pages of the book, searching for anything in the Greek text that would help me. I was so desperate to stop hurting. Shelley was such a special woman, and I had thrown her away just to get a taste of that slut, Britney!

I found the spell. It was easy to cast. I didn't hesitate one bit.

“Oh, great Goddess!” I chanted in Koine Greek, “Light of womanhood, the most beautiful, perfect being in all creation, I come before you begging that you take this pain from my broken heart. Let love's sting no longer trouble me!”

A great weight lifted off my shoulders. My eyes no longer felt swollen. I couldn't remember why I had been crying, but I was relieved that whatever sudden fit had overcome me had passed. I was still completely baffled by whatever had made me so sad. It was such a great day. The sun was shining, probably one the last nice days of the year before the weather turned bad in October.

I felt that warm tingle in my clitoris, begging to transform into a cock. I needed to find me a pretty woman and get laid—the perfect way to end a wondrous day. My clitoris swelled in my panties, pleasure shuddering through me as it pressed against the tight confines of my skinny jeans.

“Umm, that feels nice,” I sighed, rubbing my cock bulging my pants. The best part about living in a dorm full of women was a playmate was just a room away. I'm sure I could find a nice coed to spread her thighs, and give my cock the satisfaction it craves.

I paused at my floor mirror on my way out the door, giving myself a look. I was hot. My honey-brown hair fell in curly ringlets about my blemishless face. My breasts were cupped in a lovely, low-cut halter top, my nipples dimpling the fabric, clearly showing that I wore no bra, and my jeans were skin tight, hugging my perfectly round rear and plainly outlining my large cock as it throbbed with desire.

There was a lounge on the first floor where I'm sure I could find a cutie to have some fun with. I had a roll in my hips as I walked out of my dorm, my breasts bouncing and jiggling, and my cock's head rubbing against the tight, rough fabric of my jeans. Wonderful. I had a jaunt in my steps as I headed down the stairs.

I was going to get me some juicy pussy!

I took a right at the base of the stairs, walking through an open doorway into a small lounge full of mismatched couches, love seats, recliners, a Foosball machine, and various vending machines stocked with drinks, snacks, and junk food.

“It'll be okay, Shelley.” The lounge was empty except for a blonde woman sobbing while Ashley cradled her and stroked her hair.

I didn't recognize the blonde. She must not live in this dorm because I knew all the women who lived here. But she didn't matter; I had eyes only for the redheaded Ashley. She had green eyes that sparkled and the most gorgeous freckles dusting her heart-shaped face. And those tits. Big and juicy in her tight crop top. I bet those would feel wonderful wrapped around my cock.

“Vivian,” gasped Ashley as I sauntered over. “Um, maybe you shouldn't be here.” She gave a significant glance at the blonde.

I gave her a strange look, wondering what she meant. The blonde didn't matter, she could never hurt me again. “You are looking outstanding today,” I smiled, reaching out to touch her red hair.

Ashley gaped, red staining her pale cheeks. I had that effect on women; my cock wasn't the only side-effect of that spell.

“What is wrong with you!” snarled the blonde.

“Is Ashley your girlfriend?” I asked, still toying with Ashley's lock.

“Are you trying to hurt me more, Vivian?”

“Why would I try and hurt you? I don't even know you.”

“Oh, so you're just going to pretend I don't even exist,” snapped the blonde. “Real mature.”

“I honestly don't know who you are.” I moved my hand to cup Ashley's cheek; she felt so warm and silky.

Ashley let out a soft, feminine sigh.

“Don't play along with her!” the blonde cried to Ashley. “Are all my friends going to fuck my girlfriend?”

“Sorry,” Ashley purred, her green eyes flashing up at me. “She's just so...um, yummy.”

“This better be a joke, Ashley! She just cheated on me and now you're letting her stroke your face!”

When did I cheat on this blonde? Whatever, she didn't matter. She couldn't hurt me anymore.

“I'm sorry, Shelley, but—” I stroked the redhead's lips with my thumb; she didn't need to speak.

“I have something for you,” I purred, shifting to put my crotch right in her face.

Ashley's eyes widened. “What is that in your pants?”

“A cock,” snarled the Blonde, her face twisted. “A disgusting, freakish cock!”

“It is,” I grinned. “Well, not disgusting or freakish. But it is a cock.” I raised my eyebrows. “Want to see it?”

“It's so big... I do want to see it!” Ashley, her hand shaking, reached out and caressed my cock through my jeans; pleasure shuddered through me.

She gave me a few more strokes, than Ashley's fingers found the snap of my jeans, the pressure on my cock relaxing as she drew down the zipper. My dick's pink head peaked out the top of the waistband of my skimpy panties.

“Shit!” Ashley groaned.

“See, a freak!”

I ignored the blonde; she couldn't hurt me anymore.

“Why don't you suck it,” I purred to Ashley.

“I shouldn't.” She flashed a guilty look at the blonde, then pulled my panties down, my cock springing free, and sucked my rod into her warm mouth. I purred—so wonderful.

“Jeez, Ashley! What is wrong with you?”

Ashley's reply was mumbled around my cock.

“Vivian, why do you want to hurt me?” There was such pain in her voice.

“I don't even know you,” I sighed, pumping my hips, savoring the feel of Ashley's hot mouth around my cock. “Like I keep saying.”

The blonde stood up and grabbed my chin, turning my face so I stared into her blue eyes—a stranger's eyes. “You really don't know me, Vivian?”

“No.”

She peered at me, then sighed. “What did you do? Did you cast a spell?”

How did she know about that? “No,” I said, trying to sound bemused. “That's crazy.”

She glanced at Ashley blowing my cock—that mouth felt wonderful—then asked me, “Is this what it's like for you? Women unable to resist their desire for you and you too horny to stop them.”

“I guess.”

“Lord, you really couldn't help yourself.” Pain filled her face. “Oh, Vivian, I'll find a way to fix you.”

“I don't need fixing.” I needed to ignore this blonde and concentrate on Ashley's mouth and that delightful tongue swirling around my cock. “Well, if you don't mind, I'm trying to have some fun here.”

“I love you,” whispered the blonde, then she turned and left.

I shrugged. She couldn't hurt me anymore.