Futa’s Wild Passion 13: Little Sister’s Fertile Futa Desire
Introduction:
When Allie wants to be bred by her futa-sister, she doesn’t care who overhears them! Will they get away with their incestuous, fertile passion?
Chapter Thirteen: Little Sister’s Fertile Futa Desire
By mypenname3000
Copyright 2019
Note: Thanks to FallenAngelX00 for beta reading this!
I stared at the text message from my mom in shock. She never sent me text messages, and now she was ruining all my afternoon plans.
It read: “Ms. Petrov wants to meet you. I’ll pick you up after classes.”
Anger brimmed inside of me. The good mood my wild passion I’d just shared with my sexy and busty professor, Mrs. Greene, had given me in evaporated. I angrily hit the call button on my phone and held it to my ear, tapping my foot.
Yes, I called my mother. That was how angry she made me.
I should be going to my math class, which I was already late for thanks to my romp with Mrs. green, but now I had to deal with this. After class, I was going over to Pita’s house to “study” with her and her sexy mother and my naughty sister and…
My girlfriend Wendy. Who didn’t know about incest. Who was already ruining my afternoon delight, but that didn’t mean it couldn’t be salvaged. But if I couldn’t go then it was absolutely destroyed.
“Jenny?” Mom asked. “Shouldn’t you be in a class right now. It’s the middle of the hour.”
“You’re the one texting me,” I hissed back.
“You don’t sound… happy.”
“I have my study date at Pita’s, remember?” I asked. “Me, her sexy mom, and Allie. We were going to have a hot foursome. You could have even stopped by after work. I bet you and Mrs. AsĂs would get along amazingly.”
“I’m sure we would,” my mother answered. After our shopping trip yesterday, Mom and I had become incestuous lovers. Of course, we invited my little sister Allie into the fun. She was the love of my life and I finally could start sharing that with some people. Those who could understand such forbidden relationships.
But, still, I couldn’t let my mom control my life just because we were lovers. I was nineteen!
“I’m sorry, honey, I am,” she said. “But Ms. Petrov is very eager to meet you. This will be good for my career.”
“So you’re pimping me out to your boss?” I demanded.
“Honey,” my mother groaned. “You make it sound so bad. You liked it when I pimped you out the salesgirl yesterday.”
My cheeks blushed.
“Why do you think Ms. Petrov ordered me to seduce you,” Mom added. “When she found out you’d come down with Futanari Syndrome, she had to enjoy you. She wanted you bad. Why do you think she had me bring you to the office yesterday? Just to fuck me. She wanted you to hear us. To get interested. She just didn’t know how horny you already were. How far you’d gone in your own exploration of your sexuality.”
My cheeks burned. That had been shocking to learn my straight-laced, Christian mother was having lesbian sex with her boss, the uptight and frigid Ms. Petrov. After being widowed for a few years, I thought mom wasn’t even going to try dating. She had to start working while getting herself a degree in IT which landed her the job at Ms. Petrov’s company.
And in the woman’s bed. Mom was eating pussy to get to the top.
“Ms. Petrov won’t be happy if I don’t bring you,” Mom continued. “You don’t want me to get in trouble at work.”
“Are you guilting me into having sex with your boss?” I asked.
“I understand,” she said, sighing. “You have all those schoolgirls to have sex with. Why would you want to enjoy your old mom and her boss? You have all that exciting flesh around. I get it. I do.”
The mom-guilt hit me hard. I squirmed. The plans with Pita were already ruined by Wendy asking to join. How could I say no to my girlfriend? It would have been suspicious. So… My stomach squirmed. Ms. Petrov was a tall, blonde Russian. She wasn’t ugly. She was pretty in the way that an ice sculptor was beautiful.
“Fine,” I groaned. “I’ll be waiting for you after classes are out.”
“Oh, thank you, honey,” Mom gushed. “You’re not going to regret this. This will probably mean another bonus. We can get that new hot water heater so we don’t have to be so careful in the morning. You and Allie can take those long showers you two like.”
“Allie told you about that?” I asked, my cheeks blushing.
“Mmm, yes, she did,” purred my mother. “How you took your little sister’s anal cherry in the shower. Hot!”
It had been hot. We were supposed to get clean after making love for the first time, but my eighteen-year-old sister had an enthusiasm that could not be denied by anyone. Her brattiness had found a new outlet: giving me as much kinky sex as possible.
“Just as long as the twins don’t catch on,” I muttered. Tara and Sara, my older twin sisters, had shown no interest in me. Or each other, much to Allie’s disappointment. It would be so hot to nail them both, but…
I sighed and shook my head. No point in dwelling on the impossible.
“I have to get to class,” I muttered.
“And why aren’t you in class?” Mom asked, switching out that lover mode into pure parenting. “You should be in a class.”
“I, er, had a meeting with Mrs. Greene. I have a pass. I was heading to my class when you texted me.”
“That endowed professor, huh?” Mom said, her suspicions growing. “College isn’t just for you to indulge your pleasures. You have to focus.”
“Yes, Mom,” I muttered, cheeks burning. “Then I should go. You can lecture me later.”
“Mmm-hmm,” she said. I knew she wouldn’t drop this.
I sighed and said. “Love you. Got to go.” I hung up and rushed to my next class.
Math passed swiftly since it was nearly half-over when I arrived. Lunch was next. Wendy found me pretty fast and then Pita not after. I had to take a deep breath and tell them the bad news as we headed to the cafeteria.
“I guess we can do it tomorrow,” Pita said when I finished. “Unless your Mom wants to make surprise plans for you.”
I squirmed. “I can’t help it,” I said. I’d left out the part where I’d be having a hot threesome. “Sorry.”
“I can’t do tomorrow,” groaned Wendy. “I have a family thing. And then we have our date on Friday.”
“Oh, no,” Pita said, doing a good job of keeping her excitement out of her voice. “That sucks you can’t make it. We’ll study extra hard for you.”
“That won’t help me,” Wendy said.
“I know,” I said, my excitement rising. I felt bad to feel so good about Wendy missing out, but I had no idea how to tell my girlfriend about my relationship with my sister or mother. And I was pretty sure Pita didn’t want her taboo affair with her mother to get out.
If I could be certain about Wendy…
“Well, to make it up to you,” I said to my girlfriend, “we could skip lunch and go to the restroom.”
I had the key to the faculty restroom, a single-use room that Dean Washington had given me the key to so I could “have privacy” thanks to my condition. It made a convenient place to have sex with my friends at the college.
“Ooh, that sounds fun,” Wendy said. “We haven’t shared Jenny since Monday.”
“That three-way blowjob was hot,” Pita said, smiling. She, Wendy, and our other friend Victoria had blown me in the girls’ restroom first thing Monday morning. It was when I realized Wendy liked girls but her Christian upbringing wouldn’t let her realize the truth about herself.
But if she was having a threesome with me, she could love my cock and lick my pussy and then lick my cum out of another girl’s pussy.
“I like the sound of this,” Pita said. “We can scarf down our lunch once we’re done.”
Wendy’s face wrinkled at that. “Scarf? That’s not a nice word.”
“Mmm, I’m full of naughty words,” Pita purred. “Cock and cunt and jizz.”
“I like jizz,” Wendy said, her cheeks rosy, contrasting with her blonde hair, gathered in her usual French braid. “Jenny’s jizz.”
“So do I,” Pita said. “I’m glad we’re sex friends.”
“Me, too,” I said.
We soon reached the private bathroom. My futa-cock was at full erection as we slipped in. I groaned because the moment I had the doors closed and locked, the pair ripped off their clothing. I watched in awe as they bared their bodies. Bras, panties, blouses, and skirts all rained down to the floor.
They were both sexy and different ways. Wendy had a petite body, her breasts small like my little sister, a thick thatch of blonde hair hiding her pussy, her blue eyes sparkling, her heart-shaped face flushed. Curly-brown hair framed Pita’s cute face. She had a big, hungry smile beneath a dainty nose. Her golden-brown skin looked so exciting. She cupped her round breasts while wiggling her hips, her shaved pussy dripping with juices.
“Can you believe it?” she said to Wendy. “Your girlfriend didn’t even get naked for us.”
“She was too busy appreciating how pretty we are,” Wendy said. She had changed, utterly at ease with sex and passion. I knew my cock was allowing her to embrace her lesbian desires in a safe way. I hoped she’d end up realizing she liked girls, even if they had big dicks like mine.
“Let’s do something about it,” Pita said.
The pair of them lunged at me. They hiked up my skirt and ripped down my panties in a flash. My cock sprang out. A pale-beige hand and a golden-brown one grabbed my dick. Their cheeks pressed tight, the blonde and Hispanic beauty leaning in to nuzzle at my cock together.
They looked so cute with both of them playing with my girl-dick. I groaned at the sight of them, my heart melting from the lust they engendered in me. It was wonderful. My hips wiggled back and forth, the lust spilling through my body.
Then their lips nuzzled into the tip of my girl-cock.
“Oh, god, yes,” I moaned, loving the pleasure that surged down my body. “Oh, wow, that’s great. You’re… I mean… Yes, yes, don’t stop. Just love me. Ooh, that’s good.”
They both took my moans to heart. They swirled their tongues around my girl-dick. They teased me. Pleased me. They sent pleasure surging down my cock. Their lips brushed each other, almost kissing as they worshiped my spongy crown.
“You two are so sexy!” I moaned.
“Damn, straight,” muttered Pita.
Her tongue flicked out and brushed Wendy’s. My blonde girlfriend didn’t flinch back. Her tongue caressed over Pita’s, the two almost kissing for a moment. I shuddered at how hot it was, my ovaries building and building with a load of cum.
It would just explode all over their faces.
I would fire so much spunk from my dick. I would pump more and more of my cum out and just bathe across all their features. I couldn’t wait to coat their faces in my futa-spunk. It would be incredible. My pussy clenched, my lusts building faster and faster. The excitement swelled through my body.
Their hands fisted me. They slid up and down me. My pussy juices leaked out of my virgin twat. They ran down my thighs. I groaned, my body shaking. The pleasure spilled out of my body as my ovaries quivered.
“Wendy! Pita!” I moaned.
“Don’t hold back!” whimpered Pita. She sucked on the edge of my cock, her lips forming a naughty seal. I groaned, my pussy clenching.
Wendy sucked on the other side while her free hand found my pussy. She stroked up and down my hot, virgin lips. She brushed my hymen. The added sensation surged up to the tip of my girl-dick. My shaft twitched. Throbbed.
Erupted.
I threw back my head and gasped as the pleasure exploded from my girl-cock. It fired out and splattered across their faces. My breasts heaved in my bra and blouse as I painted my friends’ beautiful features in my ropy cum.
“Yes!” I whimpered.
“Jenny!” gasped Wendy.
“Fuck, yes!” Pita moaned, her eyes closed.
My pearly spunk splattered from my Hispanic friend’s brown flesh to my girlfriend’s pale features. The jizz coated them. Landed on their lips. Ran down their cheeks. It splattered their hair. Every blast sent rapture shooting through me.
Ecstasy flowed from my cunt.
I groaned and trembled, toes curling in my shoes and socks. My pussy flooded my thighs with my sweet juices. Stars burst before me. The last spurt of my jizz erupted from me, splashing across their foreheads.
“So good!” Wendy moaned and turned her head.
To my delight, she aggressively licked and lapped up the jizz coating Pita’s face. I smiled as I came down from my buzzing high to witness Wendy’s pink tongue flicking out again and again. She gathered up the pearly spunk coating Pita’s features.
Their lips met.
They kissed, tongues dancing, sharing my spunk. Wendy moaned, savoring kissing another girl. This was what I wanted. For her to embrace her desires. She felt safe sharing my jizz with another girl. Wendy leaned in. Her small breasts pressed into Pita’s round, golden-brown titties.
Then they sank to the floor, Pita beneath Wendy. I groaned at the hot sight as my “straight” girlfriend settled atop Pita. They kissed and whimpered, cum dripping from Wendy’s cheeks to season their hot kiss. Pita’s thighs parted.
They tribbed.
I watched Wendy grinding her blonde-furred pussy into Pita’s shaved twat. My futa-cock throbbed as I peeled off my blouse and bra. This heady rush shot through me as the pair writhed in passion, lost to their lesbian desires.
Pita grabbed Wendy’s butt-cheeks, kneading them. In the process, she parted them. My girlfriend’s asshole winked at me. That brown hole beckoned. I groaned and fell to my knees behind them, eager to join the fun.
They both moaned into their kiss. Wendy’s butt-cheeks flexed beneath Pita’s massaging hands. She dug into her flesh as I guided my futa-cock into position. Precum dripped from the crown, splashing on Wendy’s taint. Then a drop landed her asshole.
I pushed my cock against her sphincter.
Wendy broke her kiss, her blonde braid sweeping off her back as she turned her head. “Oh, honey, yes, yes, that’s good. Fuck me up the ass!”
“You like anal, Wendy?” asked Pita.
“Mmm, I do,” Wendy said and then kissed Pita again.
I loved it. They were tribbing their pussies together. Doing one of the most lezzie things possible. Wendy had initiated it, too. I hoped by the time our date came around, I could get her to admit she liked girls. A lot. It would allow her to be free. She shouldn’t have to hide who she was. I would be miserable if I hadn’t embraced being a futa.
I pushed my thick cock against her bowels. I nuzzled against her sphincter. That naughty hole felt so incredible beneath my dick’s massaging tip. She groaned and moaned, squirming beneath me and writhing against Pita as her asshole surrendered.
Her anal ring swallowed me.
“Yes!” I gasped as I sank into my girlfriend’s sphincter.
Inch after inch of my cock vanished into her asshole. I shuddered as I went deeper and deeper into her velvety sheath. She moaned into the kiss with Pita. My round breasts swayed and my red hair danced about my face and kissed my shoulders.
“Oh, god, that’s good,” I moaned.
Wendy groaned louder as more and more of my futa-dick vanished into her bowels. My dick twitched and throbbed in that wonderful sheath. Wendy squeezed around me. The last few inches vanished into her bowels.
My fiery bush rubbed on her butt-cheeks.
I shuddered, loving the feel of her wiggling her hips to grind her clit into Pita’s. That stirred her anal sheath around my futa-cock. My virgin pussy drank it in. I ran my hands up to my tits and cupped them.
Wendy broke the kiss and panted, “Are you going to fuck me, Jenny?”
“I thought about just staying in your bowels forever,” I groaned. “They feel so good around me.”
“I bet they do,” Pita said. “God, why couldn’t I get Futanari Syndrome? Then I’d be banging hot girls and sexy professors.”
“Like Mrs. Greene?” I asked.
“Oh, my god, you didn’t?” gasped Wendy. “She’s married!”
“Mmm, and has delicious breast milk,” I purred and drew back my cock. “She thoroughly enjoyed my cock.” I had to try the daughter next. Kathy was friends with my little sister. From everything Allie had told me, Kathy was a slut.
Wendy’s bowels gripped my cock. She massaged me as I drew back through her sheath. Then I rammed forward again. I buried to the hilt in her. My crotch smacked into her rump. The sound echoed through the room. It was incredible to hear.
“Oh, god,” Pita moaned. “When you ram into her, you press her clit into my pussy lips! Into my clit! Ooh, fuck her hard, Jenny, because I’m going to cum from tribbing her!”
“It’s so nice!” moaned Wendy. “And our breasts pressed tight. I like when our nipples touch.”
“Yes!” gasped Pita. “You’ve really been corrupted by Jenny and her big cock. I couldn’t imagine you doing anything this gay before.”
“It’s not gay,” Wendy gasped. “We’re enjoying Jenny. She has a cock. That makes this straight sex.”
“You kissed me,” I panted.
“I was sharing cum with you,” she moaned.
“We’re tribbing,” panted Pita.
“I got carried away licking up your cum and, besides, it excited Jenny whose amazing cock is now pounding my asshole. So this is purely straight sex.”
“If you say so,” groaned Pita. “I really don’t care right now. Not with your clit massaging me. Oh, my god, I’m going to cum. I’m going to cum so hard.”
“Yes, yes, yes!” I moaned, pumping away at Wendy’s asshole. “Cum on each other’s pussies. Drench each other in cunt cream!”
“Going to!” Pita moaned. “Ooh, yes, yes, Wendy, I love our clits kissing!”
“Me, too!” Wendy moaned, her body trembling, her bowels gripping me. “Jenny! Jenny! Keep pumping away at me!”
I did. I pounded my girlfriend’s velvety asshole. I reveled in the pleasure. The friction massaged the tip of my cock. The delight melted down to my cunt. My pussy grew hotter. My ovaries drank in the heat, full of my cum.
I would spurt so much.
I thrust with wild strokes. I pumped away fast and hard. I buried into Wendy’s bowels, not holding anything back. My precum lubed the way, letting me drive into her with powerful thrusts that would have her crying out in rapture.
“Jenny! Jenny! Jenny!” Wendy gasped over and over, her asshole squeezing about my bowels. Her flesh held me so tight. “Jenny!”
Her asshole rippled around me.
She bucked and squirmed atop Pita. I groaned as I fucked into her convulsing bowels. I reveled in the velvety grip of her flesh squeezing around me. That wonderful delight of her bowels clenching and relaxing and driving me wild.
“Oh, god, she’s gushing cream on me!” Pita moaned.
“Jenny!” squealed Jenny.
“I’m going to cum in you, Wendy!” I gasped, thrusting faster. Harder.
It was an amazing passion. A thrill to experience. I groaned as I hammered her. I fucked her with passion. I buried into her again and again. The pleasure swelled in my ovaries. The ache grew at the tip of my girl-dick.
“Oh, god, yes!” Pita moaned. “Oh, you sexy bitch, Wendy! I love it!”
Both their moans echoed through the bathroom. It rippled around me. Wendy’s asshole sucked at my girl-dick. The pleasure built and built. It swelled through me. I couldn’t take much more of her convulsing flesh.
I slammed into her asshole.
I erupted into her bowels.
I came hard. I pumped her full of my jizz. My futa-spunk spurted out of me. A hot burst of delight rushed through my body. I groaned, my pussy convulsing. Pleasure rushed through my body. Those duel, dizzying ecstasy.
Rapture fired from my futa-dick. Bliss rippled from my cunt. I trembled atop them, my tits heaving in my squeezing grip. My red hair flew about my face as I pumped Wendy’s asshole full of my cum. I bucked and shuddered. The bliss reached a wild pinnacle in me.
And then it crashed down into bliss after I erupted the final time.
“Oh, my god,” I panted as I leaned back. My futa-cock slid out of Wendy’s asshole with a wet plop.
“Mmm, that was good,” Wendy said, nuzzling into Pita’s face.
“I’m glad we’re sex friends now,” Pita said.
Wendy gasped and rolled off of Pita. “Only if my girlfriend’s here.” Her small breasts quivered, face smeared in cum. “Okay.”
“Sure,” Pita said. “We’ll get together more often with Jenny.”
“Right,” Wendy said. “Oh, my, that was wild. I’m feeling refreshed. That will get me through the rest of my day.”
“Yeah,” Pita said. “I’m starved. Let’s eat.”
I nodded, panting. My stomach rumbled.
We dressed quickly, Wendy pulling up her panties like she didn’t care she had an asshole full of cum. My two friends wiped their faces free of spunk. Hairs were combed, makeup touched up, then we slipped out and rushed to the cafeteria.
It bustled. I looked around and spotted my sister sitting with Kathy Greene. I shuddered as I rushed over to my sister. Kathy noticed me and gave me a speculative look. She had plump lips and fine, black hair falling to her shoulders.
I shuddered, remembering fucking her mother. I definitely had to find a chance with the daughter. But not now. “Hey, Allie,” I said. “I need to talk to you.”
“Oh,” Allie said, trying to look nonchalant as she dipped a fish stick into her tartar sauce.
“Yeah, I spoke to Mom. This will just take a minute.”
Allie’s blue eyes sparkled. She had our mother’s eyes. Her strawberry-blonde pigtails swayed as she gained her feet. She darted around the table and said like she was annoyed, “Come on, let’s get this over with.”
“Mmm, if you were my sister, Jenny, I’d love to slip off with you,” Kathy said.
“Maybe we can do some roleplay,” I said over my shoulder.
Allie giggled and whispered, “You totally want to bang my friend.”
“I banged her mom,” I whispered back.
“Hot,” my sister said. “Ooh, I can’t wait to have some fun tonight and…” She groaned. “Mom really called.”
“Yeah.” We left the cafeteria behind. The noisy dwindling in the hall. “She’s making me go over to her work after classes are out.”
“So no orgy with Pita and her mom?” she asked.
“Well, Wendy had butted in anyways, so that wasn’t happening, but it’s on for tomorrow. No Wendy around. So you’ll get it.”
“Fine,” Allie pouted. “Wait, why does Mom need to take you to work? Is there some mother/daughter thing going on? I’m her daughter, too.”
“Well, it’s her boss, Ms. Petrov. She wants to fuck me.”
“Oh,” Allie said. “So she knows Mom is banging you.”
“Yeah. Ms. Petrov pressured Mom to have sex with me. She has to keep pleasing her boss to keep getting promotions so she can support us.”
“Our mom is a lezzie prostitute.” Allie shuddered. “Kinda hot. So why don’t I get to come? I could have fun with Ms. Petrov, too.”
“I don’t think Mom’s told Ms. Petrov about you.” I leaned in. “Ms. Petrov’s a little scary. She sounds like she’s in complete control.”
“So she’s a Domme?” Allie shuddered. “Kathy let this boy do that to her once. He handcuffed her and spanked her and then fucked her up the ass while a vibrator buzzed away in her pussy.”
“Is there nothing that girl hasn’t done?” I muttered.
“She hasn’t fucked you,” Allie said, her hand darting down and grabbing my cock through my skirt. “Let’s go. Right now.”
“What?” I gasped. “But… I need to eat lunch.”
“You have to pay. You think you can go fuck Mom’s boss and leave me to just rub my twat at home—alone!—then you are mistaken. You’re going to fuck me right now. No foreplay. I just want you on my pussy. Firing cum in me.” She leaned in. “Breeding me. I’m in the middle of my cycle. I have to be at peak fertility.”
“What?” I gasped, my dick throbbing. “You’re not serious.”
“I am,” she said as she dragged me along by my futa-cock through my clothing. “And so is your dick. Mom’s onboard with us so we have no worries now. You can knock me up.”
“What about the twins?”
“Would they even notice?” Allie asked, her blue eyes sparkling. My little sister had this naughty gleam in her eyes. “Mmm, you’re going to pump my fertile pussy full of your incestuous girl-seed. I want to be round with your baby.”
“Oh, god,” I groaned. “You’re serious.”
“So serious!” she moaned.
“But… but… I just fucked Wendy up the butt. My dick’s still dirty. I didn’t clean it.”
“I’ll clean it”—she leaned in and purred—“with my fertile pussy.”
My dick throbbed even harder.
Allie laughed and then pulled me into the girls’ bathroom. I groaned at that, my heart pounding in my chest. She led me back towards the stall last stall, this wild gleam in her eyes. Her pigtails danced. My pussy soaked my panties.
She was such an irresistible delight. I loved my little sister so much. I was glad I had my sex friends and my girlfriend and my professor and Mom and the dean of the college. I was lucky I got to have all of that, but Allie really turned me on.
“I love you,” I said as we vanished into the stall.
Allie shivered, her blue eyes going wide. “Jenny!” She bounced in place, squealing like a schoolgirl faced with her favorite boy band. “Jenny! Jenny!”
“I just wanted to tell you that before I bred you,” I said. I swallowed, wanting to make her happy. “I’m going to breed you, little sis. I’m going to knock you up. You’re going to have my futa-daughter. My incestuous love child!”
“Yes, yes, yes!” she moaned and then threw herself at me.
She knocked me back into the stall door. It rattled from the force of it. Her tongue danced in my mouth. She kissed me with hunger. I didn’t fight her. I reveled in every moment of it. I kissed her. My tongue danced in her mouth. I loved her with every ounce of passion I had.
Her hands pulled up my skirt. My hands drew up hers. The stall door kept rattling as our tongues danced. The bathroom door creaked open. The chatter of girls entering echoed through the restroom. I didn’t care.
I kept kissing my little sister.
Allie broke the kiss and had a wicked twinkle in her eye. She rolled my skirt above my waist and then yanked down my panties, bending over in the process. My dirty futa-dick sprang out before her face. She licked the tip.
“Yes,” I whimpered as the three girls started chatting around the sink.
I wanted to fuck Allie hard. I was so turned on by the girls who could overhear us. This exhibitionist streak surged through me. I pulled my sister to her feet by her strawberry-blonde pigtails. Allie didn’t resist.
No, she was eager for it.
I spun her around. She gasped in delight as I bent her over the toilet. I flipped up her skirt, exposing the pink panties clinging to her cute rump. They had layers of frilly lace descending over her rear, all rustling as she wiggled her ass at me. A dark stain bled through the crotch, her fresh musk filling my nose.
I ripped those down in a hurry. I exposed her tight, virginal-looking slit covered by her sparse down of pubic hair. I was going to breed this pussy. I would ram my dirty dick into her and fill her with cum.
“Fuck me!” Allie moaned. “Ram that futa-cock into me and fuck me.”
The three girls talking ended.
“Did I just hear that?” asked a girl that sounded like Shannon.
“Is someone jilling off in there, thinking about Jenny?” a girl I didn’t recognize asked.
“Fuck that dirty dick into my pussy and breed me!” Allie moaned, not caring that we’d been heard.
I found I didn’t care, either. “Yes!” I moaned. “I’m going to fuck you so hard!”
Shannon gasped. “Oh, my god, Jenny! Who do you have in there?”
“We’re fucking!” Allie moaned, pitching her voice a little lower. “Give us some privacy!”
“Oh, my god,” Shannon whimpered.
I plunged into my little sister’s pussy as we were heard by those three girls. They had no idea I was sinking in the incestuous depths of my sister’s twat. That her juicy and hot flesh was washing away Wendy’s dirty asshole.
It sent such a shudder through me. I buried into her so fast. My fiery bush smacked into my sister’s cute rump. Her butt-cheeks rippled. Her cunt clenched around me. She moaned, gripping me hard. I drew back, the pleasure swelling down my cock.
It felt incredible.
I whimpered as I drove into her again. And again. I buried into my sister’s bowels with hard and powerful strokes. I filled her with my girl-dick over and over while our audience out there listened to our incestuous love.
“Oh, my god, Jenny’s really screwing a girl in there,” said the third girl. Was that Bev? “I mean…”
“Right?” groaned Shannon. “Do you think she has Hannah in there?”
“She’s got a boyfriend.”
“And?”
I shuddered at their speculation. They would never guess I kept plunging into my little sister’s depths. Not in a million years. Allie moaned and rotated her hips. She stirred her pussy around my cock, buffing my dick clean.
I grabbed her pigtails, holding tight to them while she gripped the stainless steel plumbing. Her pussy clenched tight around my girl-dick. She massaged me. Teased me. I plunged to the hilt in her again and again. Her cunt teased me. Pleased me. She sent such rapture surging through my body.
Her pussy clenched around my girl-dick. The pleasure rippled around my cock. The silky delight of my little sister’s flesh brought me closer and closer to spurting in her. She felt so incredible. I groaned, pumping away hard and fast.
“Who is she fucking in there?” groaned Shannon.
“Why isn’t it me?” whimpered Bev. “I’d let her fuck me so hard.”
“You would?” the third girl panted. I still didn’t recognize her.
“You wouldn’t? How many futas are there in the world? Like ten?”
“Seven!” Allie moaned. “Oh, yes, yes, Jenny, fuck my cunt! I want your fertile seed flooding me!”
“No condoms?” gasped the third girl.
“She could fuck me without a condom,” panted Bev. “I’d love to feel your cum firing into my pussy, Jenny!”
My dick throbbed and ached. The audience was bringing me towards my climax with every stroke into my little sister’s pussy. The pleasure built and built. The rapture swelled in me. It was incredible. I couldn’t take much more of this. I would cum so hard. I would explode. The bliss swelled through my body.
I bit my lip, my heart thundering in my chest. I pumped away with powerful strokes at my sister’s cunt. I pounded her hard. I buried into her delicious depths. Her fertile pussy gripped me. Sucked at me. I wanted to spurt in her.
“Yes, yes, yes, pound me!” Allie moaned. “Oh, god, I’m going to cum on your girl-dick, Jenny!”
“Yes!” I gasped, wanting to cry out her name while her incestuous twat gripped me. “I’m going to flood you.”
“Make her cum,” Bev whimpered.
“Jesus, you sound like a bitch in heat,” the third girl said. “Like you’re going to hump Jenny’s leg.”
“Yes!” Bev moaned. “I’d do that, too.”
“I kinda would,” Shannon said. “Oh, wow, this is hot. Better than watching porn with my boyfriend on his phone.”
“Uh-huh,” Bev moaned.
Their words swelled through me. My dick pounded into my little sister’s taboo depths. Her cunt squeezed around me. I gripped her pigtails, slamming hard into her. Our clothing rustled. My red bush smacked over and over into her rump.
The sounds echoed through the stall around us. My pussy grew hotter and hotter. My panties dug into my thighs, bunched above my knees. That made this so naughty. We just dropped our panties and started fucking at the college.
Sharing our incestuous love where we could be caught.
“Oh, my god, Jenny!” Allie squealed. “I love cumming on your cock!” Her pussy spasmed around my thrusting dick. “So fucking good!”
“Oh, she’s cumming?” moaned Bev. She sounded almost faint.
“She’s is!” I gasped and buried to the hilt in my little sister’s twat.
I joined her.
I flooded Allie’s fertile pussy with my futa-cum. The incestuous rapture surged through my body. I trembled and groaned, the pleasure rippling through my flesh. My breasts heaved in my bra and blouse. I pumped her full of my seed.
My little sister’s pussy writhed around me. She milked out my cum with her hot flesh. I groaned and gasped, buried to the hilt in her. I loved it. I savored it. The pleasure surged out of me over and over.
“Jenny!” Allie moaned. “So much cum! You fired so much cum in me.”
“Lucky,” Bev whimpered.
“I love you,” I whispered as I spurted the last blast into my sister’s twat. “I hope I bred you.”
Allie just let out a purring sound of delight.
“That sounded hot!” echoed from outside the bathroom as I came down from my orgasmic high. My futa-dick remained buried in my little sister’s pussy.
A sudden surge of fear rushed through me. I was in here with my sister. If anyone found out…
“Who did you just fuck, Jenny?” asked Bev. “She came hard. Lucky girl.”
“That’s so wild that you’d do that during classes,” said Shannon. “It must be hard being a futa.” The girl burst into laughter. “Get it, hard?”
“Ugh, don’t make puns,” said the third girl. I still didn’t recognize her voice.
Shannon kept laughing.
“Just slip out,” Allie whispered. “I’ll lock the door. They won’t be able to stick around forever.”
“They might,” I whispered back, my heart pounding with fear.
Her pussy clenched around me. “Trust me.”
“When’s that ever a good idea?”
“When it makes you cum so hard.” Allie wiggled her hips, stirring her pussy around my aching futa-cock. An incestuous thrill ran through me at the feel of my little sister’s twat massaging around me.
“Fine,” I said. I pulled out of her and then grabbed my panties. I hauled them up, covering my pussy-soaked dick. I couldn’t help but stare at my sister’s twat leaking my girl-cum, matting her sparse down of strawberry-blonde hair.
She pulled up her ruffled panties while I shoved down my skirt. I slid up to the stall door and opened it. Then I darted out and closed it behind me. I heard it lock and turned to face the three girls. It was Shannon, Bev, and a girl who I knew was a junior but I didn’t know her name.
“Well, Jenny, who’s your lover?” asked Bev. “It can’t be Wendy, I just saw her in the cafeteria with Pita and Brianna.”
“You’ll just have to ask her,” I said. “When she recovers and comes out.” My cheeks burned as I sauntered to the sinks. “You might have heard how hard I made her cum.”
“Oh, my god,” groaned Bev. “There’s still time in the lunch period. We could…?”
My dick twitched as I stared at the brunette. I could have fun with her, but my stomach rumbled. I didn’t have much time to get something to eat to get me through the rest of the day. I’d probably have to settle on a few energy bars out of the vending machine or something.
“Sorry,” I said, washing my hands.
“Tell us,” the older girl said, her eyes sparkling. “That girl sounded like she was in heaven.”
“Does she have a boyfriend?” asked Shannon. “Is that why you’re playing coy. It’s Hannah, right?”
I shrugged. I had no idea how my sister would get out without being caught. My stomach roiled. This would be bad. My heart pounded as I struggled to play cool. The three girls were all around me, asking me questions, peppering me, naming names.
“Was it Kimberly?” asked Bev. “Or Tatiana?”
“That slut Kathy? I hear that freshman has fucked the entire football team,” said the older girl.
“It had to be Melany,” said Shannon. “She was taking nudes and sending them to you.”
That last one was true.
I just shrugged.
The stall closest to the door, and the farthest from where I’d fucked Allie, opened and my little sister casually walked out and vanished around the corner to the exit. The door to the hallway opened and swung shut without the three girls realizing she’d escaped.
They were watching the wrong stall.
I dried my hands on the brown paper towels, a big smirk on my face. “Listen, you can camp before the stall and wait for her to emerge, but I’m not telling. Later.”
“Oh, we will,” the older girl said. “I’m so curious.”
I left them to their pointless wait and exited the bathroom. I checked my phone, saw a bevy of new nudes from Melany she’d sent through Snapchat, and noticed I had five minutes to eat something. I found the nearest vending machine and bought a couple of soy protein energy bars and munched on them as I headed to the biology class I shared with Pita.
On my way to class, Dean Washington spotted me. The Black woman fell into step beside me. “Tomorrow, my office. We’re having a meeting during the lunch period.”
I shivered in delight. A meeting with the group of professors that seduced *********** female students into their naughty club. Dean Washington had teased me about them, but I was so eager to meet them. I was hoping Mrs. Greene was a member, but there were other beauties.
As I sat through Mrs. Turner teaching biology, I kept staring at the married, blonde professor. She was short but curvy. Was she a member of the group? Or what about Coach Clarkson? I wondered about her during my last class, PE. She kept trying to spy on me when I was using her private shower after PE.
I had the feeling she wanted to slip in and play with me, but she never did.
As I showered, I ached for her to enter. Sadly, I only had my thoughts for company. I left with my hair only a little wet at the edges—I pinned it up to keep it from getting soaked while I washed off—and headed out front.
Mom was waiting for me in her car. I climbed in, loving the short pencil skirt she wore. IT had a slit on her left thigh that looked so enticing. She had another pair of thigh-high stockings on. My hand went straight for them as I kissed her chastely on the cheek.
It wouldn’t be good to get seen Frenching my mother. Even if I wanted to.
We chatted on the drive. An energy brimmed in the air as we journeyed to her work. My hand kept stroking her thigh. What would it be like with the dominating Ms. Petrov? My futa-dick swelled harder and harder. My pussy grew hotter and hotter.
“Thank you for doing this,” Mom said when she parked in her reserved space in the building’s parking garage. Apparently, she was already the “Special IT Director.” I had a feeling she had one station she was in charge of.
And it lay between Ms. Petrov’s legs.
“This will mean a lot for my career. For our family.” She swallowed. “I just hope…”
“Hope what?” I asked.
“Don’t fight her,” she said, glancing at me. “It will be easier if you just submit to her. She won’t do anything to harm you. I promise, but it might frighten you.”
“I can handle it,” I said. “I’ve heard about BDSM. Half the girls at my college have read Fifty Shades.”
My mom closed her eyes and drew in a deep breath. I squeezed her thigh in a reassuring manner. I could handle this. I was a futa. There was nothing Ms. Petrov could throw at me that would scare me off.
“Let’s do this, Mom.”
To be continued…
