My Futa Boss: Futa on Girl Erotic Romance

After leaving college, I missed my futa roommate. But I was soon at my new job and getting acclimated. Things were going well until the day the owner called me into her office. Unbeknownst to me, she knew my college roommate and told me she had recommended me for this job. I began to wonder how they knew each other.

But my wonder only lasted a moment as she made a proposition to me that I thought I would never hear from a female boss. Was I going to be able to go through with this? Was she really what she claimed she was? I would soon find the answers to my questions.

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I had gotten an idea for a sci-fi book, then added a twist to it.  Not my normal genre, but challenging myself is always a great thing to get my creative juices flowing.  The result is The Futa Princess.

Kira has been recruited by the king to bring in a rogue general. When she is double crossed, she seeks revenge on the king.

She disguises herself and is presented to the princess for the consummation ceremony. When her turn arrives, she discovers the princess is a futanari as well.

Will she be able to consummate with the princess, or will her true identity be discovered before she gets her chance?

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I gathered as much courage as I could and slid my hand down between my legs and into the side of my shorts. I began to rub my labia as I looked at him.

“Mom ever do anything like this?” I asked.

He almost wrecked the car as he looked over and saw what I was doing.

“What are you doing? Stop that!” he yelled.

“Why? Don’t you like this? Don’t you want this?” I asked.

“It’s not right, you’re my daughter!” he said.

Sure, he was acting like it was bothering him and that it was wrong, but he couldn’t stop looking at what I was doing.

“Correction, stepdaughter,” I said with a sly smile.

I lifted my shirt up and exposed my tits to him as my other hand began to rub my nipples.

“Exciting, isn’t it?” I asked.

I think he ran out of words because all he did was look at me with his mouth hanging open.

“What if I told you I have wanted you for the last couple of years,” I told him. “If mom can’t satisfy you, then let me.”

He swallowed hard, and I knew I had him. I could see the tent growing in his pants as he watched what I was doing. I pulled my hand from my shorts and grabbed his, guiding it down to my pussy. I sighed as the warmth of his hand caused my cunt to tingle. He didn’t pull it back, so I helped him move it up and down my slit.

With his hand now stroking me, I reached over and placed my hand on that tent growing between his legs. His breathing was accelerated as I stroked his cock hard. I needed to feel it, to hold it in my hand. I unzipped his pants and pulled his fat cock out and began to give him a hand job right there on the freeway going seventy miles per hour!

Daddy's Mistress 

My WIfe's best Friend

My wife and I had been married for a few years, always experimenting with sex.  We had a very active sex life as compared to most.  We loved to please each other, but she had a friend that I could not get out of my mind.

Rachel was a tall blonde with curves for miles.  She was always with a new guy and never seemed to find the one she wanted.  We did a lot of activities with her, though I wondered why she wanted to be a third wheel.  She always wore very seductive clothing, and was a big tease, always flirting with me.

I used to fantasize about fucking her, but it was always just that.  I must admit, there were times my wife and I had sex that I imagined it was Rachel instead of my wife.  I didn’t see anything wrong with the fantasy as I assumed my wife had guys she fantasized about as well.  My biggest fantasy was having both of them at the same time.  Just thinking about that got my cock stiff.

We were hanging out one weekend enjoying some BBQ and drinking beers.  That was the start of what would become a fantasy being fulfilled.

“You know” Rachel started.  “We should go out dancing.”

“Yeah, and where would we do that?” my wife replied.  “There isn’t any place around here you can dance.”

“I was thinking that we should do an overnight and hit some clubs in the city,” she answered.

“What do you think, Geoff?” she asked me.

Now I loved to dance, and was good at it.  She knew I would be down for a night of dancing.

“I’m down with that,” I replied.  “But how do we know what clubs to go to?”

“Leave that to me,” she said.

“So when would this night out happen?” my wife asked.

“How about next weekend?” replied Rachel.

“I don’t think we have anything going on,” I said.

“Good,” she replied.  “Then it’s settled.  We’ll meet after work Friday and I’ll have everything ready.”

“Sounds good,” I replied.

I was ready for a night of dancing.  It had been a while since I had cut a rug and I was itching to go.  My wife and I got things in order during the week.  When Friday finally rolled around, we double checked everything and waited for Rachel.

Rachel rolled in about 15 minutes later.  She had on a knit top with tight jeggings.  I could see the outline of her pussy through her jeggings, and noticed the tents from her bare nipples pushing her top out.  She had very large nipples, and she loved to show them off.  I almost got a hard-on just looking at her hot body.  We gathered our stuff up and loaded it into the car, setting off for the city.  

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Restraints

Rob and I got married six years ago, and even though he knew I was into bondage, he never really warmed up to the idea of dominating me.  I longed to be taken and used, but my desires went unfulfilled.  I could no longer be in a relationship that did not meet my sexual needs.  I told him one day after work that I wanted a divorce.

"Why?" he asked.

"I am not fulfilled sexually," I replied.  "You know I like bondage, but you never give me what I want.  I need to be satisfied."

"I'm sorry, but you knew when we got married I was not into it," he replied.

"I thought maybe you would grow to accept it and at least try to satisfy me," I said.  "I'm sorry it has to come to this, but I just cannot go on not being fulfilled.  I need this."

We came to an amicable arrangement and finalized our divorce fairly quickly.  I didn't hate him at all.  I still considered him my friend, but I needed more.  He was understanding, and even though he was upset that we had parted, he understood and wished me well.  I do have to admit it was tough for the first month or so not having him around.  I just kept reminding myself that I needed more and he was never going to give it to me.

I had bought a few items to use on myself just so I could have some sort of enjoyment fantasizing about my fetish.  I bought a collar, some nipple clamps and a double dildo.  I would watch videos of women being used and abused sexually with my toys attached to me as I imagined it was me they were using.  My favorite thing was to have my nipples clamped down tight, sending tingles down to my pussy.  Just the thought of having my clamps on made me wet.

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