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Futa’s Wild Passion
Chapter Twelve: Futa’s Naughty Busty Teacher
By mypenname3000
Copyright 2019
Note: Thanks to FallenAngelX00 for beta reading this!
The three of us froze as the front door opened. The twins were home and about to catch the incestuous between my little sister Allie, our mother, and me.
Fear flooded through me, my cock twitching in Allie’s pussy still rippling from her orgasm. My eighteen-year-old sister had our busty, blonde mother sitting on her face. Her tits still swayed from her trembling through her own climax while my body buzzed from the hard cum I just had, my sister’s pussy brimming with spunk.
“I think we’re going to need to know all that stuff on interphase mitosis. It’s got to be on the test,” one of the twins was saying.
“It’s so complicated,” groaned the other twin. The pair were close, always studying, trying to get the best grades possible.
I stared at them as they swept past the living room. A moment later, they were heading up the stairs, their voices faded. My mother let out a nervous laugh, drawing my attention back to her. She had a look of fright still lingering on her face.
Her laughter was infectious. I joined her, the tension of almost getting caught by the twins rippling through me. They were so wrapped up in their worry for a biology test, they hadn’t even noticed our incestuous threesome. Allie’s pussy clenched around me as she joined us in giggling.
Mom slipped off of Allie’s face, exposing her features smeared in pussy cream. She had an impish grin, her strawberry-blonde hair gathered into a pair of pigtails. Her hair color lay between our mother’s blonde and my fiery red. She licked her lips, gathering up mom’s sweet cream.
“That was too close,” Mom said. Her large breasts rose and fell. “I take it the twins have no idea about any of this.”
“No idea,” I said as I pulled my cock out of Allie’s pussy. That was always sad because I loved being in her.
I loved her, and I was glad to have people I could share that forbidden fact, too. I had let Pita know after yesterday’s “study session” had turned incestuous when her mother came onto me and I ended up in a threesome with them. Now I had my own mother.
“We should keep it that way,” said Mom. “I have no idea how your sisters will react.”
“They’re not fucking each other,” muttered Allie. “I checked.”
“How?” Mom asked.
“Well…” Allie shrugged. “Um, I might have put a program on their computer that lets me see through their webcams. And they don’t even make out before bed. They don’t have sex up there. They’re actually just studying.”
“You sound bummed,” Mom said, giving Allie a hard look. She look none too pleased about the spying.
“Well, incest is so hot. They share a bedroom and they’re like the same person. I figured they had to be banging. You know, getting some dirty pussy licking in. Some hot sixty-nining. Maybe they had a dildo hidden in their room that they would take turns strapping on and fucking each other. You know, standard lesbian twincest!”
“Lesbian twincest?” Mom asked. “They’re both good, Christian girls, Allie!”
“Yeah, like you’re supposed to be,” said Allie. “Yet you were banging Jenny at the clothing store. Because incest is hot!”
“Hush!” I gasped. “They’ll hear you.”
“Right, right,” Allie said. She stood up, my cum leaking out of her. “So, who wants to lick me cl—”
The doorbell rang.
“The pizza,” Mom gasped. “You two get dressed.” She grabbed her purple silk robe and pulled it on. She drew it over her body and belted it close about her. Her nipples poked at the front. Her breasts jiggled as she headed towards the door.
I grabbed my discarded panties and then darted to the sitting room where the rest of my clothes, both my old ones and the new ones I’d bought, awaited. My naughty modeling show had turned decidedly kinky.
I didn’t regret that. Glad to share my sister with someone. I loved her, and I was having so much sex without her. It was only fair she finally got to join the fun I was experiencing as a new dickgirl. Having Futanari Syndrome was amazing.
I heard Mom paying for the pizza as I pulled on the boy short style of panties I’d bought that had some extra room for my cock, my skirt and t-shirt. I didn’t bother with a bra. I came back out to find Allie in her tight jean skirt and tank top. She had a nubile body, her breasts small and petite, not the big tits our mother had or the round breasts I did.
“Okay, girls, pizza’s here!” Mom shouted. “Tara! Sara! Come on, dinner!”
A door opened.
“We ate already, Mom!”
The door closed.
“More for me!” Allie squealed and darted after Mom heading to the kitchen, her robe flowing around her body.
We sat on the bar stools around the island in the kitchen, the two boxes open. Mom just ordered a Veggie Lover, from which she took two slices, and a pepperoni, which Allie took three. I took a piece from both.
“We have to be careful around your sister,” our mother said, sitting opposite from us. She leaned over the counter, her robe half-open to show off those lush tits. “We can’t let the twins no about what we’re getting up to.”
“They are so boring,” Allie said. “I can’t believe we’re sisters.”
Mom rolled her eyes.
After we finished eating our pizza, Mom gave Allie a hungry look. She moved around the island. My sister and I swiveled on our barstools to watch her. The naughty mommy opened her robe and dropped it to the floor.
“What happened to being discreet?” I asked as she pulled Allie off the bar stool.
“Mommy just wants her dessert,” she said. “We’ll just have to be quiet. They’re studying. They won’t emerge for an hour or more, and then just to get ready for bed.”
“See, being boring isn’t a bad thing,” I told Allie.
Mom knelt down before my little sister. My futa-cock throbbed hard as she pushed up Allie’s jean skirt and purred. “Someone didn’t put on their panties and now are making just a mess.”
“Well, I like being ready for when Jenny needs me,” said Allie. She threw a look at me. “I love her, Mom. She’s my soulmate.”
“How kinky,” moaned Mom. “Mmm, you both came from my womb. I made you as soulmates.”
“Yes,” Allie said with delight. Then she gasped as our mother pressed her head forward. I shuddered, watching as Mom nuzzled into Allie’s sloppy pussy, her fine pubic hair covered in my jizz.
“Time for Mommy’s creamy dessert.”
“Mom!” gasped Allie at the top of her lungs. “Oh, my god, Mom, lick ou—”
I clapped my hand over Allie’s mouth, cutting off her moans before she could get us busted. She shuddered, whimpering into my hand as Mom licked and lapped through her pussy, gathering up all my cum from my sister’s cunt.
This wild heat swept through me. My futa-dick twitched and throbbed at the wicked fun they were getting up to. My heart pounded in my chest. Allie moaned into my palm, her lips wet. My futa-cock hardened in my panties.
Watching Mom’s naked rump wiggle back and forth as she feasted on the creampie I made in Allie had my dick throbbing hard. This naughty, incestuous rush rippled through my body. I groaned, wanting to join the fun.
“You going to be quiet?” I asked my sister.
She nodded and whimpered into my hand.
“Good,” I purred and pulled my hand from her mouth. “Enjoy.”
“I am!” my little sister moaned, her eyes burning bright with the pleasure rippling through her flesh. “I’m really enjoying this.”
“Good,” I moaned and knelt down behind our mother. I hauled up my skirt and shoved down my boy shorts. My futa-cock popped out and smacked into Mom’s rump with a meaty crack.
Pleasure shivered down my shaft.
I pressed my girl-dick into Mom’s butt-crack. Allie grinned at me, her blue eyes bright. She trembled, her small titties jiggling in her tank top. I loved the approval in her eyes as I moved my cock down Mom’s crack to her naughty asshole.
“Ooh, yes, yes, fuck our Mom’s ass!” moaned Allie. But soft.
“I love it,” panted Mom, her voice half-muffled by Allie’s delicious cunt. “Mmm, fuck my ass while I eat out Allie’s pussy. She tastes delicious.”
“Yes, she does,” I said.
This was still more than a little surreal. My mother had been that good, Christian woman all her life. A devoted wife to Dad before he passed away. I thought she would end up a widow all her life only for her to discover lesbian pleasure thanks to her naughty boss, Ms. Petrov. The fact she now relished incest had me dazed for a moment.
But only for a moment.
I pressed my hips forward, my precum lubing the tip of my cock. Her anal ring surrendered with ease. I had already broken in her asshole. It was such a treat to slide into her again. To feel her sphincter spreading and spreading to engulf my futa-dick into the incestuous heaven of her bowels.
Then I popped into my mom’s bowels. She moaned into her youngest daughter’s twat. My incestuous lover moaned out in delight, her pigtails dancing. I gave her a harsh look as I sank deeper and deeper into our mother’s asshole.
My sister winked at me then slapped her hand over her mouth.
I shuddered in delight as she muffled the moans our mother generated. Mom’s bowels gripped my cock. I sank all the way into her, my virgin pussy clenching the entire time. My pussy juices soaked my bush. A line ran down my inner thigh. It felt so incredible.
My breasts jiggled in my top. My nipples rubbed against the fabric. The teasing cotton massaged them. Delight rippled down to my pussy. I drew back through the hot grip of Mom’s bowels, groaning out in joy.
It felt so incredible to be in her. To love her bowels.
Allie whimpered and moaned. She clamped a second hand over her mouth, pressing tight. Her blue eyes were wild. Mom must be feasting on her, licking all my futa-cum out of my sister’s cunt. This hot wave of delight washed through me.
I pumped my cock in and out of my mother’s bowels.
I fucked her faster and faster.
My fiery bush smacked into her butt-cheeks, making this naughty noise. It rippled through the kitchen, şişli bayan escort mixing with Mom’s moans into Allie’s cunt and the little minx’s own groans into her hands clamped firmly over her mouth.
The pleasure spilled through me with every hard plunge. I fucked hard and fast into Mom’s bowels. I reamed her. I fucked her with my powerful strokes. I enjoyed every second of being in her bowels. Her velvety grip built and built the heat in my cunt.
“Oh, my god,” I whimpered. “Oh, Mom, your asshole!”
Allie arched an eyebrow at me.
“Right!” I groaned. “Quiet, but… but…”
Allie ripped her right hand from her mouth and slapped it over mine. She pushed it tight against me, muffling it. We all had our gags now, our mother using Allie’s pussy as hers. It was so hot. My girl-dick ached and throbbed. I pumped away faster. Harder. I slammed my girl-dick to the hilt in my mom’s bowels.
My hips thrust with all my passion. I reveled in this hot delight. My girl-dick ached. Throbbed. I couldn’t hold out much longer. Allie rubbed her palm across my lips. Her little body trembled. Then she squealed into her hand.
“Yum!” our mother moaned.
I could smell the fresh aroma of Allie’s pussy cream rising in the air. I breathed in the scent of her orgasmic bliss. Her eyes grew glossy. She shuddered and then her hand fell away from my mouth as she bucked through her bliss.
“Oh, damn!” I moaned, driving hard into Mom’s asshole.
Her bowels squeezed around me. She gripped me in that velvety heaven. Incestuous bliss spilled through my virgin pussy. My ovaries brimmed with my need to cum. I slammed hard into Mom’s bowels. I buried to the hilt in her.
Her flesh spasmed around my clit-dick.
My futa-cum exploded from my cock.
“Mom!” I moaned as my jizz fired over and over into her asshole.
Her velvety flesh massaged me. As she licked up my little sister’s pussy cream, her asshole milked my girl-cock. My taboo cum fired into her bowels. My mother’s bowels felt incredible. Pleasure shot through me. Powerful waves of bliss washed out of my spasming cunt.
I clenched my teeth shut to keep from screaming out the rapture bursting through me. It was incredible to experience. This wild wave of heat that washed through me. Consumed me. I bucked, my tits heaving in my blouse.
I fired the last of my girl-cum into Mom’s asshole.
“Oh, my gosh, that was good,” Mom panted. “Ooh, Mommy needed that.”
“So did I,” Allie moaned. She licked her lips. “My turn to lick you clean, Mom.”
“No!” Mom said, her voice sharp. “It’s time for you two to go upstairs and get your homework done.” She stood up, pulling her asshole off my cock. I gasped at the caress, my cock spasming. Then she stood up. “I want you in separate bedrooms, too.”
“But, Mom!” pouted Allie. “I wanted to lick you clean while Allie fucked my pussy with her dirty cock.”
“No buts,” our mother said. “I’m not letting your school work slack so we can have orgies.”
“Threesomes,” muttered Allie. “You can’t have orgies with just three people. It’s a ménage a trois or a threesome.”
“Whatever,” Mom said. “Now you march that cute keister upstairs and get your homework done, or I’ll ground you from sex for a week.”
“A week!” she gasped. “You can’t do that! I need Jenny. We’re in love!”
“Want to make it two weeks?” Mom asked, her face set.
“Fine,” pouted Allie. She shoved down her skirt and then darted out of the room. “I’ll go do my dumb homework.”
“Would you have really ground her from sex?” I asked Mom.
My mother nodded, giving me a serious look. “But don’t worry, I’d make sure my futa-daughter was taken care of.” She gave me a naughty grin. “Besides, how many girls at your college are you getting it from?”
I blushed. “Well, uh, there’s my girlfriend, Wendy. And Pita. And Victoria.”
“Not Briana or Trina.”
“Not yet,” I said. The tips of my ears burned. “They, uh, have expressed interest in being sex friends.”
“What a life you live,” Mom said, shaking her head. “Just be safe.”
“I will, Mom.” I leaned in and gave her a quick kiss on the lips. She had other ideas. She grabbed the back of my neck and held me tight as her tongue plunged into my mouth. I shuddered and whimpered into the kiss, my dick getting hard and throbbing.
She broke it and said, “Homework, young lady.”
“Yeah, Mom,” I panted and stumbled back. I pulled up my boy shorts, trapping my cock in them, then headed upstairs.
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The next morning, Mom had to leave early for her “special meeting” with her boss, Ms. Petrov. I barely caught a glimpse of her when I emerged from my bedroom with Allie. Of course, she snuck in and made love to me after our homework was done.
It was a busy morning, as usual, as the four of us got ready for college. With three other girls in the house, we had to schedule our bathroom use so we could all shower while we took care of makeup and hair in our bedrooms. There just wasn’t any other way to handle it.
Allie, of course, wanted to share the shower with me but I said no. The twins were up and about, so we had to be careful. I swear, part of me suspected Allie wanted to get caught by Tara and Sara just to see how they’d react.
She still held up hopes on her twincest fantasy becoming a reality.
I dressed in my new pleated skirt with the pink panties on. They were such an improvement over my old ones. Designed for transgender girls who hadn’t gone through the surgery to remove their cocks, these panties had more room in them while still being as feminine and frilly as any of my other pairs.
My cock was still a little too big, but with such a small fraction of the world coming down with Futanari Syndrome, I was like number three in the United States, there wasn’t enough of a market to make clothing for us.
Probably never would.
Since Mom wasn’t taking me to college, it was back to riding the city bus to the school. Allie sat beside me, her hands caressing my thighs and sliding over my skirt whenever she could. I rolled my eyes at her but let her have her fun. The seats helped hide her play until the bus grew too full.
Luckily, she stopped. She didn’t want the wrong person learning about our taboo relationship either. At least not outside the family.
The bus dropped us at the bus stop at the college. Allie shouted at her friend, Kathy Greene. She was the daughter of my favorite professor. Mrs. Greene had a curvy body I just wanted to love. Allie and her friend burst into giggles as they rushed towards the school.
I spotted Pita getting off her bus and smiled towards my friend. She grinned and rushed over to me. The Hispanic girl had curly, brown hair dancing about her face. Her small nose practically quivered with excitement. She was petite, like my sister, but taller.
“There you are, cutie,” she said, hooking my arm with hers. “How’d shopping go with Mom?”
“Wait until you see the panties I’m wearing,” I said. “They’re so cute.”
“So is this skirt you’re wearing,” she said. “Love pleats.”
“Thanks.” I leaned in. “I fucked my mom last night.”
“Oh, my god, that’s so hot.” moaned Pita. Like me, she was in an incestuous relationship with her mother. “Mmm, Mom and I had fun before Dad got home. Oh, god, it’s a shame your mom can’t join you and Allie for our study session.”
“I know,” I groaned, my futa-cock growing hard. “It’s going to be so—”
“Hey, Jenny!” the voice of my girlfriend shouted. Wendy darted up, her blonde hair gathered in its usual braid. She had bright, blue eyes and a heart-shaped face. “What are you two getting all chatty about?” She took my other arm, leaning in close. Her perfume filled my nose. This exciting aroma.
“Oh, just how Allie and I are going over to Pita’s house for a study session,” I said.
“You know, give her little sister some tutoring,” Pita said offhandedly. “You know Allie, she’s a bit of a mess.”
Wendy giggled. ‘That sounds fun. I’ll come.”
I froze. If she showed up, how were we supposed to have our incestuous fun? Allie was looking forward to having a wild foursome with Pita and Pita’s mom. It would be so hot. It made my pussy wet just thinking about it.
I wanted to say no, but I couldn’t think of anything at that moment to deny her. Wendy squirmed against me, clearly eager to spend time with me. I was her girlfriend, after all. I mean, I didn’t love love her like Allie, but I was fond of Wendy. I wanted to help her admit she was a lesbian by using my girl-dick to give her permission to do things like eating my pussy.
Or Victoria’s pussy full of my futa-cum.
“I guess you can,” I said. “I mean, the more the merrier for studying.”
“Yeah,” Pita said, her voice sounding neutral. “It’ll be great.”
“I bet it will be,” Wendy said, rubbing against me. “Maybe you and I can sneak off. I’m sure Pita can keep Allie busy.”
“Just got to watch out for my mom,” muttered Pita.
“Yeah,” I said. “She almost caught us fooling around on Monday when I went over to work on her project.”
Wendy giggled. She was surprisingly understanding about me having sex with our friends. Though she was a hardcore Christian, hence her hang-up about being a lesbian, she also was a horny thing. I think she used the rumors that futanari had pheromones or some such nonsense as an excuse to indulge in all her sinful desires. In her mind, she was just helpless to the lusts I stirred in her.
It really wasn’t her fault that she fucked me or ate my cum out of another girl’s pussy.
It was a start.
Walking with my best friend and girlfriend on my arms had my cock stiffing hard. The other students greeted me. Many of the girls had bright smiles on their faces. Sometimes, I wondered if they were interested in being sex friends, too, but others were just showing their support of futanari. We were under the T of LGBTQ or so I was told.
Some of the boys were equally supportive, especially when girls were around. I had a feeling they were showing off how progressive they were in the hopes of getting into some coed pussy. şişli escort I couldn’t blame them for that.
I had a cock. I understood what it was like being hard.
I was so erect when I walked into my dream professor’s class. Mrs. Greene… The busty MILF was up front wiping clean the dry-erase board, her fine rump clad in a tight, gray pencil skirt. She turned around, her breasts bouncing in the flowery top she wore. Long-sleeved and buttoned all the way to her neck, but it hugged those lush and bountiful breasts.
My pussy grew hotter. My cunt throbbed and ached. I wanted to make a move on her. To just do such wicked and naughty things to her. I would eat out her pussy. I would bury my face in between those titties and love them.
I would fuck her harder than her husband ever could.
She had just come back from maternity leave and was glowing. Her breasts had to be even bigger now than before. I wished I had paid more attention to them. They were just so ripe. I salivated to enjoy her fine body.
“Hi, Jenny,” she said. “I don’t know if I told you yet, but I think it’s so brave that you’re embracing who you are.”
“Oh, thank you, Mrs. Greene,” I said, taking a seat up front so I could ogle her to my heart’s content. “I was so afraid everyone would think I was weird, but everyone’s been so great.”
“That’s good,” she said. “You’re just such a brave girl. Or futa. I hope that’s not offensive if I call you a girl.”
“I am a girl,” I said. “Just because I have a, uh, a penis doesn’t make me any less of a girl.”
“That’s right.” Mrs. Dorothy nodded.
She was so sexy.
The way she smiled at me…
Was that more than a professor being nice to a student? Did she have a wicked gleam in her eyes? Was there a naughty shake to her rump as she turned back to the dry erase board and wiped at it with the felt eraser, cleaning off the lesson on parts of speech from the last class.
Maybe it was all in my head, my fantasies run amok after the wild few days I had. I was on my fourth day as a futa. I had so much fun. Fucked my college’s dean, my sister, my mother, three of my friends, and Pita’s mother. Plus that kinky salesgirl who liked anal.
Maybe I had a professor that wanted to fuck me. Maybe she was part of that secret group of lesbian professors Dean Washington had implied were enjoying the female students. I hoped to be invited to one of their meetings soon.
I was throbbing all through the class. Every time Mrs. Greene asked a question, my hand was up. I was driven to show her I paid attention. To stand out. Every time she called on me and fixed those sparkling, blue eyes on me, my futa-cock throbbed. My pussy clenched.
“Well said, Jenny,” she would praise. Or, “That’s right, Jenny.” She smiled every time, her short, black hair framing her mature and beautiful face.
Finally, the lesson drew to an end.
I forced myself to linger, pretending to be slow putting away my books. The other students were filing out far, far quicker than me. One girl, Melany, gave me a big smile. “You’re so brave, Jenny. If you need anything, let me know.”
“Sure,” I said. “I’ll hit you up.”
“Friend me on Snapchat,” she said, winking at me. Then she sauntered out.
That was something to do while I waited for the classroom to empty. I pulled out my phone and found her profile. We had a few friends in common. I sent her the friend request and then slipped my phone back into my purse.
I stood up and approached Mrs. Greene as the last student filed out. If I remembered correctly, my professor had a free period next. I had math, but I didn’t mind missing some of it if it meant making a pass at my sexy professor.
“Mrs. Greene,” I said, putting aching need in my voice. I bit my lower lip in a cute, coquettish way.
She turned around and smiled at me. “Is something wrong, Jenny?”
“Well,” I said, “do you have a few minutes to talk?”
“I don’t have another class for an hour,” she said. “What’s up?”
“Well, you said if I need anything…” I shuddered, my futa-cock so hard in my pink panties. “It’s just… being a futa is so hard.”
Mrs. Greene’s blue eyes flicked down to my crotch. I had a noticeable tent there that the pleated skirt couldn’t hide. “Er, I suppose it should be.”
“Yeah, it’s kind of obvious,” I said, my cheeks blushing all on their own. I wanted to be so innocent right now. So I need of guidance.
“Oh, you meant literally,” she said, her cheeks growing pink. “Not figuratively.”
“Yeah,” I said. “It’s uncomfortable when I get like this. I don’t know what to do. I’ve never had a”—I lowered my voice—“cocks before.” I looked around like I was scared of anyone catching on. “I don’t know what to do about it.”
She swallowed. “Well, I suppose you could sneak off to the bathroom and, well, masturbate. I know it’s not strictly allowed, but…”
“You mean… jerk off?” I gasped in surprise. The tips of my ears burned. By pretending to be embarrassed, I was getting there for real. My stomach roiled. I hoped I hadn’t read this wrong. I was putting myself out there. “Like a guy?”
“Well, yeah.”
“I’m not a guy. I don’t know how to do that, Mrs. Greene.” I whimpered. “It’s trapped in my panties. It’s so uncomfortable. I just can’t help how erect it gets. I see all these pretty girls, and it just swells.”
“You just have to stroke it. You know, grab it and pump up and down.”
“Could you… show me how, Mrs. Greene?”
She bit her lower lip now and it was her turn to look around. She let out this moan. Her right hand grabbed her left. She played with her wedding ring. That made my dick throb even harder. She was married, and yet I was seducing her.
This was so naughty.
“It has to be our little secret,” she whispered as she grabbed my skirt and hauled it up.
“Thank you, Mrs. Greene,” I gushed in delight. I threw my arms around her shoulders and gave her a friendly kiss on the cheek. I wanted her to think this wasn’t truly sexual. If I pretended this was all innocent…
She unveiled my pink panties bulging in my hard cock. She swallowed, staring down at me. She looked around again and then the sexy professor tugged down on my feminine underwear. She groaned as she unveiled my cock. It popped out straight and hard.
“Oh, my,” she gasped, her eyes widening. “Oh, my gosh, you’re… You’re rather well endowed.”
“That’s what the doctor’s said,” I whimpered. “But they didn’t tell me what to do when it gets erect.”
“Okay, I’ll take care of you,” she said and grasped me with her left hand.
I twitched and throbbed in her grasp. Her diamond ring flashed as she stroked her hand down my cock to my blonde bush. My virgin pussy clenched. Then she slid back up my shaft, reaching for the top of my cock. She brushed my spongy crown.
Pleasure shot down my dick. I whimpered and moaned as she fisted me. She stirred such bliss inside of me. My cunt clenched while this naughty and wicked heat rushed out of my snatch and through my body.
“Mrs. Greene,” I whimpered in shocked delight.
“See,” she said, pumping her hand up and down my girl-dick. The professor’s grip felt amazing. Her wedding ring kept glinting as she stroked up to the spongy crown and then down to my fiery bush. “Just like that.”
“But… but…” I swayed. “It just makes me feel good. How does that make my cock go soft?”
“You have to, eh, ejaculate,” she said, her voice throaty. Her nipples poked hard at her blouse. She pumped faster. Harder. “You’ll spurt out your, uh, semen.”
“My cum?” I asked.
“Yes, yes, you’re girl-cum,” she moaned.
She fisted me faster. Her grip tightened. My precum lubed her stroking grasp. Her fingers felt so incredible wrapped around me. She massaged up to the tip and then slid down to my pussy lips. She brushed them through my pubic hair.
The bottom of her hand came away wet with my cream.
My sweet musk filled my nose along with a tangy scent. Faint, but her pussy’s aroma bled through her skirt and panties. I shuddered, my breath quickening. My nipples throbbed against my bra. My cunt clenched from her wonderful grip.
She gave me such pleasure. She delivered such delight to me. It was amazing. I whimpered, my heart pounding in my chest. My pussy soaked my bush. The sweet aroma grew and grew as the pressure built and built at the tip of my cock.
“Oh, Mrs. Greene,” I moaned, glancing at her breasts. They jiggled in her blouse. Her nipples hard and wet spots formed. Her milk was flowing. “Oh, Mrs. Greene, this feels incredible. I can’t believe how great this is.
“I bet,” moaned the professor. She shuddered and then licked her lips. “I think you know how to, uh, masturbate now.”
“But not how to finish,” I gasped. “Please, please, you can’t stop, Mrs. Greene. Not when I feel this aching pressure inside of me.”
“You just keep doing this until you cum,” she panted. “Just keep stroking this beautiful, big girl-dick until you erupt all that futa-jizz.” She let out a purring moan. “But… but… I have to do this!”
She fell to her knees before me. She seized my cock with both her hands now, pumping up and down me fast and hard. Her mouth opened wide. Her wet lips stretched over the crown of my cock. She sucked on me.
“Holy shit!” I gasped as she nursed on my cock while both her hands stroked up and down my shaft. “Mrs. Greene!”
She whimpered around me. Her cheeks hollowed as she sucked with a desperate, wild hunger. My cunt clenched. The heat swelled through me. It was incredible. I swayed, my heart pounding in my chest. Pussy juices soaked my bush. My ovaries grew tighter. They brimmed with cum.
Her lips sealed tight about my shaft, creating such an incredible suction. The pressure reached down my cock to my pussy. To my ovaries. My nipples throbbed in my bra. I threw back my head and cried out in rapture.
“Mrs. Greene!”
I flooded her mouth.
My hot cum pumped into her again and again. The jizz flew out of my girl-dick and splashed into her married mouth. She moaned, swallowing me hard and fast. Such mighty gulps. I groaned as I spurted. mecidiyeköy escort My pussy convulsed.
The pleasure surged through me. Stars slammed into my mind. I felt dizzy from the bliss rushing through my body. I groaned, waves of euphoria washing out of my writhing twat. My virgin flesh loved this while my cock pumped all my jizz into her mouth.
“Oh, Mrs. Greene, you’re incredible,” I moaned as she stared up at me, her short, black hair swaying about her flushed face. Her blue eyes met mine. “Drink it all down. Ooh, you love my futa-cum.”
She sucked hard. A spasm ran through my cock. She whimpered and then she pulled her mouth from my cock with a wet plop. She panted, drool and cum running down her chin. She stared up at me with this wild hunger in her eyes.
Then she popped up to her feet and kissed me hard, her lips salty with my jizz. I groaned as she backed me up a few steps. I hit a desk and sat down on it. Her tongue thrust deep into my mouth. She swirled it around in me and danced hers with my tongue as I shuddered, my pussy on fire.
My hands darted up to her heavy breasts. I squeezed her through her blouse and the thick padding of her bra. I felt the wet spot of her milk bleeding through as I massaged across her nubs. She groaned, kissing me hard.
Then she broke it and gasped, “Oh, my god, I’m so sorry, Jenny.”
“For what?” I moaned, squeezing her tits through her blouse. “Oh, my god, do you know how much I want to fuck you, Mrs. Greene!”
Her eyes widened. Then this wicked smile spread on her. “Why you little, coed minx. You seduced me?”
I winked at her. “You’re just so hot and sexy and I love your big boobs and MILFs are hot.” I liked all women. Girls were hot, too. But mature women—mothers—made my dick throb so hard. “I want to suck on your titties. Taste your milk. You must be full.”
“What?” She glanced down. “Shoot, I soaked through my nursing bra?” This wild look entered her eyes. The married woman attacked the buttons of her blouse as she darted down and kissed me again. Her tongue plunged into my mouth.
I whimpered and kissed her back with such passion. The desk creaked beneath me. My futa-dick throbbed, thrusting out hard before me. I wanted to be in her, but I also hungered to enjoy those lush breasts.
She moved as we kissed, unbuttoning her blouse. I couldn’t see what she was doing because I was too busy enjoying every last moment of her hot lips on mine. The way she swirled her tongue around inside my mouth. I groaned and whimpered. I loved every moment of it. She kissed me hard.
Her tongue buried into my mouth. It was incredible to experience. A wicked delight surged through me. My heart pounded in my chest. My tongue fluttered through her mouth. She whimpered and then she broke the kiss.
She stood back, her tits heaving in a white bra that had thick padding over her nipples. Padding soaked with her milk and appeared to be just flaps. She grabbed them both and ripped them away. Velcro tore, and then her fat, dark-red nipples came into view coated in the glossy white of her milk.
This sweet aroma filled my nose, different from my pussy juices. It had a faint tinge of melon, like honeydew or cantaloupe. My mouth hungered as she smiled at me. She hiked up her skirt and then mounted the desk.
Her large tits dangled before me. “I was going to pump during my break, but… I have you, don’t I?”
“Uh-huh,” I moaned, staring at her big, lush breasts. “Oh, wow, that’s hot.”
I darted in and suckled hard on her nipple. Her milk squirted in to my mouth, splashing against the roof. The warm liquid swirled around my tongue, setting off my taste buds. So much sweeter than cow’s milk. Better. I loved it. My cheeks hollowed as I sucked as hard as I could.
My hands stroked her sides while I happily suckled at her nub. Her milk squirted in again and again. She filled me to the hilt. I groaned, this wild passion rippled down to my cock. My dick twitched and throbbed, my pussy growing hotter and hotter.
“Mmm, yes, yes, aren’t you a hungry futa,” she moaned. “Just drinking all my mommy-milk. You’re making my pussy so hot.”
She stroked my hair as she stared down at me, her blue eyes on fire.
“Every time you suckle, it makes my pussy clench,” she continued. “I wondered why I noticed you looking different on Monday, then I heard you were a futa. That night, when my husband fucked me, I couldn’t help but think about you. I knew it was wrong, but it made me cum.”
I shuddered and couldn’t stop suckling.
“I tried to be a good professor. I did. And then you came up to me, all cute and innocent and in need of help. I couldn’t resist. Not when you needed me to show you how to do such naughty things.” Her hand shot down. “This is the best way to take care of a hardon.”
Her skirt rode higher as she guided my hand beneath it. She sank down and I felt her silky bush. She’d taken off her panties while we’d kissed. How utterly kinky of her. Her married passion drenched the top of my cock.
With a moan, she impaled her pussy down my cock. I gasped as her cunt surrounded my clit-dick. I whimpered as so much of her flesh surrounded me. Her hot twat squeezed around my cock, massaging me. I squealed around her nipple.
More of her milk flooded my mouth.
I gulped down her delicious breast milk as her pussy bottomed out on my futa-dick. Her married twat took every inch of me. I groaned, reveling enjoying in my second hot wife. Another naughty MILF loving my futa-dick.
Her milk kept squirting as she wiggled her hips, moaning out her delight. Then she rose up me. Her pussy clung to my cock. The desk groaned beneath us, creaking as the naughty professor rode my throbbing girl-dick.
“Oh, yes, yes, I’m such a bad, bad teacher!” she moaned. “Ooh, but you’re a futa! And you’re huge. I didn’t know a cock could stretch me out so much!”
Her boobs jiggled as she rode me. Her nipple shifted in my hungry mouth. I suckled with hunger on her. I gulped down the milk squirting out of her nub. I reveled in the sweet, hot treat and the melony aftertaste. The creamy treat flowed down to my belly.
My pussy drank in the heat.
My cock throbbed in her married cunt. She worked that wonderful snatch up and down my dick. I suckled hard on her nub. Her milk spurted into my mouth, but not as hard. When I suckled again, only a little bit came out.
I popped my mouth off and moaned, “You’re dry!”
“Good thing I have another!” she moaned, shifting.
I turned my head and latched onto her large, heaving tit with hunger. The flap of the nursing bra nuzzled into my cheek. I latched on to the dark-red nipple and suckled. More of that wonderful milk flooded my mouth. I moaned in delight, my cunt clenching from the thrill as much as the pleasure of her tight twat riding my futa-dick.
I grabbed her ass. I squeezed her tight as she worked that pussy up and down my dick. She swiveled her hips from side to side. She stirred herself around me. That wonderful bliss flowed through my body.
I groaned, suckling with such hunger on her. She moaned, sliding her cunt up and down my futa-cock faster and faster. The pressure rose to the aching tip caressed by her hot flesh. My ovaries brimmed with cum.
“Oh, my god, I’m going to cum on this big dick!” moaned Mrs. Greene. “Ooh, yes, yes! I want that! I want to feel a futa cum in my twat! Do it! Flood me when I cum on you!”
I suckled hard on her nipple while staring up into her wild, blue eyes. Her milk squirted into my mouth. My fingers dug into her rump through her skirt. I gripped her as she slammed her cunt down my cock.
Came.
Her pussy writhed around my girl-dick. That hot flesh massaged me. I gulped down another mouthful of her cum as the pleasure surged up to the tip of my girl-dick. My ovaries twitched. My pussy clenched. I hovered on the edge.
“Cum in me!” the married MILF moaned as I drank down her yummy milk.
My futa-cock throbbed in her cunt. My body shuddered. I erupted. My futa-cum fired into her twat. Spurt after spurt of my cum flooded her snatch. My pussy convulsed. Blasts for rapture and surges of ecstasy swept through my body.
Stars burst across my vision.
I suckled at her nipple as my orgasm shuddered through my body. My girl-cum flooded my professor’s married twat. Her pussy convulsed around my cock, massaging my spurting dick with her silky flesh.
I ripped my mouth from my professor’s nub and howled, “Mrs. Greene, yes!”
“Oh, Jenny! I’m such a bad, bad teacher!” she gasped, her cunt milking me dry.
My pleasure hit that shuddering pinnacle. I trembled there, and then I collapsed into panting bliss. My breasts rose and fell. I licked my lips, feeling dazed from the pleasure that had coursed through my veins.
“Oh, Mrs. Greene,” I whimpered. “Oh, damn, that was good. Mmm, thanks.”
“It was amazing,” she told me, her pussy still rippling around my girl-dick. “Oh, god, I want to do it again.”
“We will,” I panted. “I should probably get to my class.”
“Right, I can’t help you be a delinquent,” she said and giggled. “Then I would be a really bad teacher.”
I winked at her.
I felt amazing as I left behind Mrs. Greene’s class with my note on why I was late to my math class. I felt like a million, billion bucks. I had fucked my busty professor and drank her breast milk and enjoyed her married pussy.
I felt so wicked. A wild and naughty futa striding through the college like I owned the place. My heart thundered in my chest. My fiery hair danced about my face and my pleated skirts swished and swayed about my thighs.
I turned the corner when my phone beeped with a message. I pulled it out and smiled. There were several Snapchats from Melany. She had ducked into the restroom, apparently, while on her way to the next class and pulled up her blouse and bra, showing off her round tits.
I took a selfie while holding up my skirt, my futa-cock bulging my pink panties. I sent it to her then I saw a text message. From my mom.
I stopped dead in my tracks. My mom only texted when things were important, and she never did while I was in classes. She didn’t want to distract me. My excitement vanished as I opened it up and read what it said.
“Oh, fuck,” I muttered.
To be continued…
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