The Aphrodite Sisterhood Collection 1 (12 Futa Stories-Massive Bundle!)(Futa-on-Female, Hot Wife, Menage, Cheating, Bride, Erotia) (23 page)

I loved double penetrating a slut.

I pulled back, Cassie rising up with me, chasing my withdrawing cock and lifting up Vicky's shaft. Vicky groaned, her head pressing into the neck rest. I slammed into Cassie's ass, shoving her down onto Vicky's dick.

“Shit! Suck my tits!” gasped Vicky. “Fuck! She sucks harder than a vacuum cleaner!”

“Booby slut!” I laughed, pulling out, giving Cassie's ass a sharp slap. She shivered, her ass squeezing down on my cock as I slammed in. bringing a moan from her lips as she nursed at Vicky's tits. “Dirty, booby, futa whore!”

We found a rhythm to fuck our passenger, our bodies working in unison. Her ass was heaven, massaging my cock, sending exhilarating electricity shooting through me. Her hips matched my rhythm, fucking Vicky as I hard as I fucked her.

My breasts slid across her supple back as I humped her, her body warm and slick, the scent of sweat, cum, and a bouquet of pussy juices filled my nose. I buried my face back into her coppery curls, rubbing them against my cheek, inhaling her apricot scent, sucking them into my lips. Such a beautiful color.

My lusts burned inside me, growing at the tip of my futa cock, itching to cum. My hips worked harder, sweat running down my body as I fought the tight resistance of her ass. My thrusts grew hard, stabbing, hammering into her as my passion neared its peak and my entire body tensed, anticipating my explosion.

Vicky's blue eyes fixed on me. “You gonna cum, Amanda?”

“Big time!” I moaned.

“Flood her ass!”

“I plan on it!”

My fingers clenched on her hips, squeezing her flesh. I slid my cock through her tight depths. A shudder rocked me. My cock erupted. Pulses of cum shot out. My head threw back. I grunted with every blast through my clenched teeth. The pleasure overwhelmed me.

Bliss flooded my veins.

I leaned against her back, panting as I savored the mind-numbing bliss of my orgasm. I nuzzled her hair, breathing in her scent. Her hips writhed, grinding into Vicky, unable to fuck my fellow futa with my weight crushing her.

My cock withdrew from her tight sheath as it shrank back into a cute clitoris; a strong shudder ripping through me as it slid out of her flesh. I slid down her back, falling to my knees on the floor, looking at her asshole gaping open, slowly closing. A rivulet of white leaked out, running down her taint to her pussy impaled by Vicky's cock, matting her fiery-red pubic hair.

“Ride my cock!” groaned Vicky, her hands reaching around, squeezing Cassie's ass. “Work those hips and make me cum!”

Cassie's hips rose, twisting, sliding back down, her lips locked to Vicky's boob. I had a pussy-eye view of Vicky's shaft penetrating her pussy, the lips clinging to her girth as Cassie rose up, tem disappearing into her pussy when she slid down. And all the while, my cum slowly leaked down to Vicky's shaft then to her juicy pussy beneath her cock.

Such a tasty view.

“Oh, yes!” Vicky groaned as I licked through her pussy, gathering her tangy pussy cream and my salty cum. My tongue flicked up, brushing through Cassie's pussy on her downstroke. “Tongue my twat, Amanda!”

I feasted on both of them, my tongue exploring both of their folds and flesh. I went from tangy to tart pussy, seasoned with my salty cum. Cassie moaned louder around Vicky's tit as she fucked my futa coworker faster.

“Work that pussy!” gasped Vicky. “Fuck me, slut! I'm gonna give you a big load!”

“Fuck!” Cassie's head snapped off Vicky's breast, throwing back in a cascade of coppery hair, gasping and moaning. “Cumming!” she sang.

Her hips slammed down on Vicky's, grinding into my futa coworker's lap as she trembled. A sheet of tart juices flooded out Cassie's pussy, straight into my hungry lips. I drank it down, swirling the tart cream around in my mouth, enjoying the feel of her coating my tongue.

“Yes! Yes! Yes!” gasped Vicky. “Take it!”

A flood of tangy juices squirted from Vicky's pussy, splattering my face in tangy passion while white cum flooded out of Cassie's pussy around Vicky's hard cock. I took a long, lick, enjoying her wonderful, salty cum.

“Wow,” Cassie panted. “This is the best flight I've ever flown on.”

I gave her tight butt a kiss. “And now you're part of the futa mile high club!”

“I'm honored,” she sighed. Her eyes widened. “I'll have to fly back in two weeks. I guess I might have a repeat experience.”

“You never know. But if you can't wait, this darling, new massage parlor just opened up in Honolulu. They're a great chain.”

“You'll love Ms. Futa 'N Ari's Massage Parlor,” laughed Vicky. “Ask for Yurika, and she'll make sure you're well taken care of.”

“I just might,” she smiled.

I stood up, stretching, sitting down on a chair. “Who needs a drink? I'm parched.”

Cassie giggled. “You did pump a lot of fluids in me. I bet you need to recharge. And, besides, you owe me at least one free glass.” Her eyebrows arched. “I believe I paid you enough.”

“Yes, you did,” I winked at her. I loved flying the friendly, futa skies.

Flying the Futa Skies 3

(A Story of the Aphrodite Sisterhood Universe)

by

Reed James

“I can't believe we did that,” I panted as the futa flight attendant broke our kiss, my lips sticky with the taste of her cum and my pussy juices. “It's my honeymoon and all I can think about is round two.”

“It's a long flight,” Vicky—the futa flight attendant that had just fucked me hard in the airplane's lavatory as we flew the red eye to Hawaii—promised me. “Plenty of time to have fun.”

I smiled. I hadn't even been married to Sean for twelve hours and I already had cheated on him on the way to our dream honeymoon. I did love him, but there was just something so exciting about a futanari, a woman with a cock, that burned the love right out of my body. I would never leave him, but how could I ever give this up?

“So, what's—”

The lavatory door I was leaning against was yanked open and my question turned into a startled yelp as I fell back into the naked breasts of another woman, her arms wrapping around my body, one hand giving my conical breast a squeeze, sliding up to pinch my nipple.

“Captain would love to give her blessing to the new bride,” the woman who I fell against purred. “And Vicky, I need help with a passenger. She's far too insatiable. She needs two flight attendants to help her.”

“Is the Captain a futa?” I asked, an eager thrill flushing through me. I had never felt like a horny nympho before, but these women seemed to just exude lust that affected my libido and drove me wild. I caught a glance at my sleeping husband's face, but my guilt was not enough to overwhelm my desire to experience another futa dick.

“Yes, she is,” purred the woman. “You'll enjoy the
cock
pit.”

I shivered at the emphasis she put on
cock
. Naked except for my bridal veil and Vicky's cum leaking down my thighs, I walked up to the cockpit door and knocked. I shivered, throwing a glance over my shoulder to see Vicky and the black-haired flight attendant advancing on a naked redhead writhing in the first row. The redhead looked as thoroughly fucked as I felt and just as eager for another romp.

The cockpit door opened and a gorgeous brunette smiled at me. She wore a sky-blue, button down shirt and a blue, pilot's jacket with gold bands on her epaulets, and nothing else. A hard, futa cock jutted out from a thick mass of brown pubic hair, pointing right at my naked beauty. Her eyes roamed me, her smile broadening.

“Mrs. Reynolds,” she purred. “Umm, if you aren't one radiant bride.”

I blushed, the heat suffusing my entire body, running straight down to my moistening pussy. She reached out, taking my right hand, her touch soft and gentle, and pulled me into her cockpit. It was a lot different than I was expecting. All the controls and displays and knobs were there, but it was so much roomier than I'd imagined. And I'm pretty sure the manacles dangling from the ceiling were not a standard that the manufacture had installed.

And the Hispanic woman hanging from those manacles, naked and lovely, was definitely not standard.

“First Officer Maria, this is Mrs. Reynolds,” the Captain said to the manacled woman. “She'll be administering your punishment.”

I blinked. “I will?”

The smile on Captain Sally's face was devilish and lustful. “Just look at that plump, dusky rear. Isn't it just begging to be smacked.”

I looked at Maria's ass. It was bubbly, round, with just enough plumpness to give it character without being flabby. Each cheek was pristine, lighter brown than the rest of her, the tan lines from her bikini bottom were obvious. I could see a hint of her thick bush peaking from between her legs and just catch the profile of her right, perky breast topped by a chocolate nipple.

“Just give that ass a smack,” the Captain whispered in my ear, her fingers stroking my hip with feather-soft touches. “Draw your hand back and let fly on her gorgeous rear.”

I glanced at the seats and all the instruments. No one was monitoring the plane. “Don't you need to fly it?”

“The plane flies itself,” she laughed, waving her hand. “They're so automated these days. We're just glorified babysitters here to put the passengers' minds at rest. It makes them feel better thinking there's a human flying it.”

“Oh.” I gave another uneasy glance.

Her hand stroked higher up my side, fiery shivers rippled through me. “Don't worry about the plane. You just worry about punishing Maria.”

“What did she do?”

“She spilled some of my cum when she gave me a blowjob.” Sally gave a disapproving shake of her head as she looked at her copilot's gorgeous ass. “She knows better than to waste a single drop of my spunk.” Her fingers brushed the sides of my breast. “Slap the dirty whore.”

“Please, spank me!” begged Maria. “I was so bad. I know better than to spill my pilot's fluid. I'm such a bad copilot.”

“Is she a futa?” I asked, peering around to see if she had a cock.

“Not yet. She's still on probation. And if she doesn't get her punishment, she just might fail.” Sally leaned in, her hard cock brushing my naked ass as she whispered into my ear. “So you better spank her
very
well.”

“Oh, no,” I gasped. I didn't want to make this woman lose her job. My hand drew back almost on its own, then I spanked her ass. A stinging slap rang through the cockpit; Maria gave a tiny yelp.

“What was that?” Captain Sally demanded. “I told you to spank her, not give her a love tap.”

“Sorry,” I squeaked.

I spanked again. My hand stung. A meaty slap filled the cockpit. A red handprint graced Maria's light-brown ass, her cheeks jiggling. A loud gasp escaped her lips. “One, thank you, Mrs. Reynolds.”

“Again!” Sally's cock pressed into my ass, her hard nipples brushing my back and her breath warm on my neck.

Smack!

My hand stung even more. The chains rattled as Maria lifted up on her tiptoes, gasping, “Two, thank you, Mrs. Reynolds.”

“Don't stop. Make her ass glow red.”

My third slap landed on her untouched, right cheek. I loved the stinging sound, the way her butt-cheeks jiggled like jelly, and the wonderful blush my hand left. I was more powerful than this woman, heaping out the punishment and she had to take it. My pussy wept fluids, dripping down my thighs in a ticklish flood.

“Three, thank you, Mrs. Reynolds.”

Mrs. Reynolds...what a bad wife I was. I loved it.

“Good,” purred Sally, licking my ear, her cock leaving a trail of precum as it slid across my butt, and her nipples were two hard points sliding around my supple back. What would it be like to have my own cock? Sean certainly loved his.

The air whistled around my hand as I slapped Maria's right cheek, almost at her thigh. The impact's vibration ran up my arm, into my chest, and straight down to my aching pussy. I could smell my sweet musk mixed with a spicy scent—Maria's excitement.

“Four, thank you, Mrs. Reynolds.”

“I can smell your cunt,” The Captain purred, sliding her cock into the valley between my cheeks, rubbing against my asshole. “You love slapping a naughty slut's ass.”

“I do,” I purred. “Almost as much as I love being fucked by a futa cock.”

Smack! Maria's wonderful gasps caressed my ears.

“Five, thank you, Mrs. Reynolds.”

“Have you ever been fucked in the ass?”

“Yes,” I whispered, a gift to Sean for his birthday last month. It was surprisingly fun. Her cock pressed against my asshole, pushing against my resisting muscles. I so wanted to let her in. “But we used a lot of lube.”

“My cock leaks enough precum,” she purred. I gasped, the head of her cock slipping into my ass, spreading me open. “So relax and keep spanking the naughty slut.”

I swung as Sally pressed her cock deeper inside me, more pleasure than pain rippling from my bowels. Crack! My ass squeezed down on the invader as Maria moaned, savoring my punishment. Sally's hands reached around me, one sliding up to my breast, the other to my pussy, adding more pleasure to my body, mixing with the heat radiating from my ass.

“Six, thank you, Mrs. Reynolds.”

“Such a tight ass,” groaned Sally. “So wonderful. I love fucking a pretty woman's ass.”

Her cock drew back, then she pressed forward again, driving deeper.

Smack!

Maria moaned; Sally's finger found my clitoris, stroking my bud.

“Seven, thank you, Mrs. Reynolds.”

“Captain! Rub my clit!” I groaned, drawing back my hand as the Captain's cock pulled back until only the tip remained in my asshole. She buried in; my hand slapped down.

Spank!

“Eight, thank you, Mrs. Reynolds.” Maria's voice was growing more husky, her dark eyes flashing with lust over her shoulder at me.

I spanked the slut in rhythm to Sally's thrust. When the monster reaming my bowels withdrew, friction igniting my nerves and shooting pleasure through my body, I lifted up my hand. When she thrust in, burying every inch of her futa cock into me, heat roared through me and my hand slammed down onto Maria's perfect ass.

“Punish that slut,” hissed Sally, sliding her fingers past my clitoris and pushing through my sticky pussy. I groaned as she thrust two fingers into my hole at the same moment she buried her cock into my asshole.

Smack!

“Yes!” gasped Maria. “Thirteen, thank you, Mrs. Reynolds.”

The cock penetrating me churned my passion, sending bliss surging through me. Her fingers pumped faster in my pussy, matching her thrusting cock. My hand rose and fell, and Maria's ass glowed red, beautiful as the rising sun blushing the horizon.

“Oh, yes! I'm such a bad slut!” moaned Maria, thrusting her ass out at me. Smack! “Sixteen, thank you, Mrs. Reynolds.”

I could see her pussy peaking pink through the forest of her dark pussy hairs; the glistening gash beckoned me. Crack! Her right cheek jiggled.

“Seventeen, thank you, Mrs. Reynolds.

Her bush glistened with her passion, dewy drops clinging to her hair reflecting the blinking lights of the cockpit. Her pussy seemed to beg to be slapped.

“Don't you just want to slap that pussy,” moaned Sally.

“Yes!”

Sally buried inside me, another wonderful wave of lust shot through me. My hand fell, cracking the slutty copilot's left asscheek. Fingers churned my pussy. All my lusts and sensations were growing, brewing, threatening to explode and drive me wild.

“Eighteen, thank you, Mrs. Reynolds.”

“Then do it!” hissed the Captain, pulling back and slamming back into me. My hand fell. Flash cracked.

“Nineteen, thank you, Mrs. Reynolds.”

My eyes fell on that naughty, pink slit peering at me from between her thighs. It called to me, pleading with me to slap my hand right on her petals. Crack! Her cheeks jiggled, her ass grew more red, but I had eyes only for her pussy.

“Twenty, thank you, Mrs. Reynolds.”

“Slap the naughty sluts cunt,” Sally hissed. “Teach her a lesson. She needs to become a perfect copilot.”

“Yes! Discipline me, Mrs. Reynolds.”

It was so wrong. What had these futas down to me. I went from a faithful, new wife to a futa slut getting off on spanking a poor woman's beautiful ass in a blink of an eye. It was so hard to think as the pleasure built inside me, stirred by the plunging cock and fingers. Sally's flesh was pressed against my back, warm and writhing, electricity arching between our bodies.

“Yes!” I screamed.

Pleasure exploded within me, shooting lightning through my body.

My arm snapped forward. My hand streaked for Maria's pink pussy. A wet crack sang in the air. My palm came away damp with Maria's passion.

“Yes!” the bound copilot screamed, the manacles rattling as she bucked. “Twenty-one, thank you, Mrs. Reynolds!” Her screams were thick with her desire.

The slut came!

I made her orgasm just by spanking her. I had that much power. My own climax intensified, a storm of lightning cracking through me, the Captain's plunging stick and probing fingers were lightning rods, drawing more strikes. I pressed my back into Sally, her arms holding me as I swayed as the storm of rapture tossed me to and fro.

Crack!

My hand struck her pussy again.

“Yes, yes, yes!” Maria moaned, her legs buckling, dangling by her arms as she spasmed and writhed. “Twenty-two! Oh, yes! Thank you, Mrs. Reynolds! Thank you, thank you!”

Sally drove her cock faster in and out of my ass, prolonging my orgasm. I cried and moaned, my insides churned into jelly. I couldn't think or move. I could only tremble as the Captain used my asshole for her pleasure.

“Take it, futa slut!” she hissed. “Every woman want's to be my slut!”

“I do!” I howled. I barely even remembered my husband at this moment. All that mattered was the thick cock reaming my ass and giving me such pleasure.

The Captain grunted, holding me tight. Her breasts pressed against my back as her stick buried into the depths of my bowels. Warmth flooded me. Her futa cum. A last, flurry of lightning whirled through my body, and then the storm passed.

The three of us panted, coming down from our orgasmic highs. My mind was whirling. I didn't know how I could ever give this up and go back to my husband? I loved him, but how could I ever be satisfied by his regular cock again?