Hawaiian Treat (Futa on the Beach 1) (Futa-on-Female, Cuckolding, Menage, Hot Wife Erotica) Read online

  Naomi slipped off the counter, wrapping her hands around my pussy-soaked cock. She stroked me twice before sucking me into her lips. She moaned, reveling in the taste of my cock and Cassie's cunt. My friend giggled, her tits heaving.

  I buried my face between them, rubbing them on my cheeks as Naomi worked her mouth up and down my cock. The brunette's hands stroked up my thighs, freezing when she found the wet folds of my pussy. Her eyes flashed up at me. She stopped sucking my cock, exploring my folds. Then she grinned about my cock and started sucking.

  “You fucking slut,” I gasped into Cassie's tits as she shoved two fingers inside me. “Oh, yes! Finger me!”

  Naomi's fingers pumped in and out of me, stirring my pussy up as her lips worshiped my cock. She knew how to love a dick. Her tongue swirled, teasing me as her fingers curled and explored deep into my pussy.

  “Suck her cock, slut,” laughed Cassie. My friend hopped up on the counter, spreading her legs. I licked my lips, staring at her messy pussy, my white cum puddling on the counter.

  I buried my face between her thighs, licking up the mess. I loved drinking my cum out of another woman's pussy. My salty cum mixed with her tangy juices to create a perfect banquet in my mouth. My pussy convulsed about Naomi's probing fingers, my orgasm rolling through me. The slut gasped in surprise as my futa-cum pumped into her mouth.

  She loved it as much as I did.

  I tongued my friend, worshiping her pussy. She shuddered on the counter as I explored every inch of her flesh, sucking up all her wonderful cream and my salty cum. I moaned into her flesh, the last waves of my orgasm tumbling through me.

  Naomi stopped sucking me. My cock hung in the air, throbbing with need. I was a futa and I had far more stamina than a man. It was so hot and passionate in the bathroom. My lust was on overdrive. I wanted to lift my face from Cassie's snatch and tell Naomi to keep sucking.

  But the slut had other plans.

  Hot, wet flesh engulfed my cock. The slut had knelt like a bitch and pushed her cunt back onto my cock, rocking her hips. She gasped and moaned, her tight tunnel caressing my aching cock. I pumped my hips, tonguing Cassie even harder.

  “Fuck, fuck! Your cock's amazing!” gasped Naomi. “Oh, yes! So much better than my boyfriend's! You're so big! Oh, fuck, you're stretching my pussy out!”

  “Fuck her, slut!” panted Cassie, her hips humping into my face. “Make her explode into your pussy! Satisfy her!”

  Naomi's cunt was heaven. She worked her hips, swirling her sheath about my cock. I trembled, pleasure shuddering through me. Her pussy rippled about my cock, her muscles squeezing. I thrust my tongue deep into my friend's cunt, moaning my joy as another orgasm swelled. The tip of my cock itched, ready to explode.

  “Oh, fuck! Keep licking me, Erin! Clean my pussy! Get every drop of cum out!”

  I kept drinking my friend's cream. She humped her hips, fucking her pussy across my mouth. I was being used by these two sluts. Both of them had hot pussies that needed to cum, and they fucked their hips back against my body to get the satisfaction they needed.

  And I was so happy to give it to them.

  “Oh, shit! I'm going to explode! She's so big!” Naomi slammed her pussy all the way back, burying me in her tight fold. “Fuck!”

  Her pussy convulsed about my cock. She milked me, shuddering and moaning as her pleasure crested over her. I screamed into Cassie's pussy as my pleasure swelled inside me. My body shook, my muscles tensed, and my cock erupted.

  Naomi experienced her first pussy-load of futa-cum.

  “She's cumming in me! A woman is pumping me full of sperm!”

  “Yes!” hissed Cassie. “Isn't it wonderful?”

  “So wonderful!” gasped Naomi. “Oh, yes! So much cum!”

  Cassie's legs squeezed about my head. Her fingers dug into my scalp. Her juices flooded my hungry mouth. I drank them down. I didn't waste a single drop as she came. Her hips bucked, smearing her hot pussy about my lips. And, with a sigh, she collapsed back.

  “Wow, that was great, Erin,” she panted.

  I rose up, my cock shrinking out of Naomi's pussy, and gave my friend a big kiss on the lips. She held me tight, pulling me to her. A tear brimmed in my eye when I broke the kiss. “I'll miss you,” I whispered.

  “Me, too,” she smiled. “But I know you'll be happy here.”

  “Thanks, Erin. We're BFF's for life.”

  She nodded her head. “Yep.” She leaned in and licked my chin. “You had a little pussy on you.”

  “Thanks,” I smiled. “You sure you don't want to stay? Where are you going to find a hard futa to fuck you?”

  “The Buckley Library,” she giggled. “I'm pretty sure that Miss Mary is one. How else did that tiny library have the resources to offer a week's vacation to Hawaii sponsored by the futa-airline?”

  “I hope you enjoy,” I said, pulling up my shorts.

  “I know I will,” she sighed, a big smile on her face. “You got me hooked on futas.”

  I couldn't follow Cassie or Naomi through security, but I found a place and watched Aphrodite Air's pink-and-lilac plane take off. A tear ran down my cheek as it soared off into the sky, taking my friend back home to Washington State.

  “I'll miss you,” I whispered.

  Since I felt a little down, I decided to head to the beach and find myself a nice woman to enjoy. That would lift my spirits. I was now homeless. But I'm sure I can find some woman that will put me up for the night in exchange for my hard cock. And I needed a job. Something that could keep me on the beach.

  I walked to the beach, my breasts jiggling in my bikini top, my flip-flops smacking on the pavement. A cool breeze blew in off the ocean, the palm trees swaying. Hawaii was so lovely. As green as Washington and far warmer. The perfect, blue ocean beckoned with white sand beaches. There would be plenty of bikini-clad, big-breasted women for me to enjoy.

  The beach was paradise. Pu'upa'a Beach was a restricted beach. No children allowed. A place for adults to relax and enjoy themselves without having to worry about some kid yelling, crying, and spoiling the mood. The parents loved it. They could relax while some hotel-sponsored activity center babysat for them.

  The blue waters lapped at the beach. Women in bathing suits abounded. There were so many different styles: two pieces, one pieces, monokinis, string bikinis, and more. All the women were beautiful. Different races, different body styles, different sized breasts and curvy asses. I licked my lips, my clit wanting to swell up, but my bikini bottoms were too skimpy to keep my cock contained.

  I surveyed the beach, looking for the perfect woman to enjoy the warm afternoon with. There were so many to choose from. And every one was more beautiful than the last. Budding adults, just turned eighteen, pranced through the surf while mature beauties strolled with confidence.

  I scanned the beach. A small shack at one end had a help wanted sign. They were looking for lifeguards. I could do that. But finding a job could wait until I satisfied my throbbing clit.

  “Which to choose, Aphrodite?” I prayed to the Goddess that had gifted me his cock as I walked through the sand.

  The women all noticed me. They could sense I was different, that I would show them delights they had never imagined.

  She was on the far end of the beach, almost hidden by an outcropping of jungle. A man lay beside her. He looked asleep as she read from a book. Her tits were massive, barely contained by a metallic-red bikini. Her leg was bent, sleek and golden-tan.

  Most of the beach was hidden from where she lay. Perfect.

  “Hi, I'm Erin,” I smiled as I walked up. Her brown hair fell in curls from beneath a straw hat. Large, round sunglasses perched on her nose and a diamond ring glinted on her finger.

  “Hi,” she smiled.

  I sat down on the towel beside her. “How are you liking Hawaii?”

  Her smile grew. “It's our honeymoon,” she sighed, giving a fond look at the man. “I wore him out. He needs his rest for tonight.”

  I giggled, my hand reaching out to stroke her leg. “How wonderful for you.”

  She blinked at my hand sliding up her leg, slick with her tanning oil. “What are you doing?”

  “Getting to know you.” I purred, stretching out, my hand slipping closer to bikini bottoms. “What's your name, cutie?”

  “Denise,” she answered, grabbing my hand. “I'm not into chicks. And I'm married.”

  “I'm not just any chick,” I grinned, my other hand reaching out to boldly squeeze her heavy breast through her top. “I'm a futa.”

  She let out a small sigh as I brushed her nipple. Then she shot her husband a guilty look. “You can't do this,” she moaned. Her hand holding my wrist relaxed. I shoved my hand between her thighs, rubbing her pussy. “Please. My husband's right here.”

  “I know,” I purred. “That just makes it more exciting.”

  I rubbed at her pussy, wet warmth bleeding through. Her mouth opened and her tongue flicked, sliding about her pink lips. “What are you doing to me?”

  “Teasing your hot body,” I purred, my fingers slipping the gusset of her bikini to the side. She gasped as I touched her bare, shaved pussy. “Isn't that fun?”

  “I love my husband,” she moaned. “I really shouldn't be doing this.”

  “Nope,” I giggled, leaning in to kiss her on the lips. She tasted quite sweet. My fingers slipped inside her hot pussy, stirring her up.

  “Did you cast a spell on me?” she moaned when our kiss broke. “I shouldn't be acting this way.”

  “I'm a futa,” I repeated.

  “What's that?”

  “This.” I let my clit swell into a futa-cock. It pressed against my bikini bottoms, sliding against the Lycra as it grew. I shuddered as the sensitive tip ran across the fabric, and then my cock popped out of the fabric, throbbing thick in the air, precum glistening on the tip.

  “What is that?”

  “My futa-cock,” I grinned. “You can touch it. I won't bite.”

  She reached down, grasping it. I groaned as she stroked me. Her hand was soft, stroking me with a light touch. It felt nice. I groaned, digging my fingers deeper into her pussy. I leaned over, pushing the cup of her bikini to the side and sucked a dusky nipple between my lips.

  “Oh, wow,” she whispered, glancing at her sleeping husband. “Oh, yes. Keep doing that. I'm so bad.”

  I sucked harder at her nipple. I wiggled my fingers in and out of her juicy cunt as my thumb stroked her clit in slow circles. Her hips jerked, pleasure flooding through her body. I nibbled at her tit, playing with her nipple with my tongue. Her hand stroked me harder, getting into it.

  “Oh, yes. Oh, yes,” she panted. “This is so wrong! You're making my body so hot!”

  “You're such a naughty wife,” I giggled. “Letting a futa molest you next to your sleeping husband.”

  “The naughtiest,” she agreed. “Mmm, I'm going to cum.” She bit her lip, her body squirming.

  I rubbed harder at her clit, my fingers pumping in and out of her juicy pussy. I engulfed her nipple again, sucking hard. She had such wonderful breasts. I loved the feel of her nipple on my lips. I batted it, driving her wild.

  Her hips bucked. Her pussy tightened about my fingers. I made the wife cum next to her sleeping husband. Her hand squeezed on my shaft, stroking me with a jerky rhythm. “Yes,” she gasped. “Yes, yes, yes.”

  “You are so bad. Someone could see us,” I whispered in her ear.

  She stiffened, looking out at the beach. People swam and frolicked in the waves. We were fairly isolated, but someone could look back and see us. Her pussy spasmed even harder about my fingers. She shuddered hard, a low moan escaping her lips.

  “Are you an exhibitionist slut?” I whispered in her ear. “Does it get you off knowing we could get caught at any moment? By a stranger? By your husband?”

  “God, yes!”

  “Good,” I purred, sliding my body atop hers. “Because I'm going to fuck you. I hope someone sees us.” I leaned in and kissed her on the lips, thrusting me tongue into her sweet mouth. My breasts pressed against her pliant mounds. I enjoyed their softness beneath me as my cock pressed against her flesh. “I hope your husband wakes up and catches us fucking.”

  “No, please,” she moaned. “I love him.”

  I grabbed my cock, sliding it through her pussy, teasing her oily lips. “Beg me to fuck you next to your husband.”

  “Please.”

  “Beg to be my futa-whore. Beg for my cock.”

  “Please, fuck me,” she whispered.

  “With your husband next to you.”

  “Yes. Take me. Cuckold him. Please. I'm so hot for your cock.”

  I rubbed my cock lower, finding the puckered opening of her asshole. “Here you go,” I moaned and thrust inside her depths.

  Her eyes widened as I invaded her tight asshole. She shuddered, her tight, velvety flesh spasming about my cock. She groaned, her asshole clinging me as I worked in deeper, lubed by my copious precum.

  “Doesn't that feel nice?” I purred, pumping my cock in and out of her asshole. “Don't you love the feel of my thick cock invading your bowels?”

  “Yes,” she gasped. “Oh, yes! That's so hot.”

  “I know,” I groaned, my hips thrusting in and out of her. “You're going to cum with my cock shoved up your ass.”

  “I will!” she gasped.

  Her husband snored beside us, muttering something. She tensed, her asshole becoming a vice. I kept fucking her. Her fear just made this more exciting. She stared at her husband, biting her lip as I thrust away.

  “He almost woke up,” I whispered in her ear. “Then he'd see just how much of a slut his wife is.”

  “Yes,” she purred. “I'm such a slut. A futa-slut.”

  “My futa-slut,” I groaned. Her ass was wonderful. My cock itched. My hips thrust harder as my body craved more sensations.

  Her hot pussy pressed into my pubic mound every time I bottomed out in her asshole. She shuddered, my flesh slapping into her clit. Our breasts rubbed together, the fabric of our bikini tops rasping together. My pussy clenched as the pleasure swelled inside me.

  Her husband shifted.

  “Is he waking up?” I asked. “Are we going to get caught?”

  “Please, no!” she gasped, her body shuddering beneath me. “Don't catch me! Don't see how naughty I am, Allen.”

  Her asshole writhed about my cock, milking me. She gasped and squeaked beneath me. Her orgasm rippled through her. Juices squired out of her pussy, splashing hot on my pubic mound and trickling down to my hard cock and pussy.

  “Yes, yes, yes,” she purred, her legs squeezing about my hips.

  “Did you just cum next to your husband, slut?”

  “So hard.”

  I pulled out of her ass and quickly aimed at her pussy. I slammed home into her fertile depths. A naughty idea surged inside me. Since I had a futa-cock, there were some spells I could cast. And I had just the perfect one.

  My cock throbbed. My pussy itched. I exploded.

  “Goddess of Love and Beauty,” I prayed as my cum shot out of me into her married cunt, “sanctify this pussy and ward it against the brutality of men. Let any man who dares violate her pussy pay with his manhood!”

  I slammed into her, pleasure burning through me as the power flooded her body. I gasped and shuddered atop her. Our bodies heaved together one last time and then we fell still, entwined together. Her husband slept on.

  “What did you do?” she whispered.

  “Your husband will get quite the surprise this evening,” I told her, rolling off, my futa-cock flopping out. “You'll love it.”

  I didn't want to spoil it for her, but she was about to be married to a woman. Once Allen stuck his cock in her, Aphrodite's spell would change him forever. Then I noticed the pair of young women watching us, their cheeks crimson.

  I smiled at them as Denise blushed, adjusting her bikini to cover her flesh. I gave her my number. “Call me after the surprise.”

  “Sure,” she said as I stood up.

  I walked to the young women. “Did you like the show?”

  “You have a cock,” the blonde giggled.

  I put my arm around them both. “Yep. Why don't we find someplace private and I'll show it to you?”

  Tomorrow I'd apply for the lifeguard job. Today I had a pair of cute, eighteen-year-old friends to enjoy. Life in Hawaii was paradise.

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  “What is this?” I asked Cassie.

  My friend just smiled at me, playing with a lock of her coppery hair.

  “I'm Melody,” the brunette said, standing up. “I'm the Vice President of Expansions for Ms. Futa 'N Ari's, LLC. I set up our new massage parlors as well as facilitate unusual requests.”

  “Hi.” My voice was flat, my patience gone with this entire situation. “So you can tell me what's going on?”

  “Have you ever heard the word futanari?” Yurika asked. I glanced at the Japanese woman and my eyes widened, a gasp escaping my lips—her silk robe was sliding off her petite body, exposing her naked flesh.

  “No.” My voice was a strangled gasp.

  I looked back at Melody, about to object to her employee's inappropriate behavior. Only the Vice President of Expansions was also getting naked, her lilac robe sliding off her perfect body, exposing round breasts topped by hard nipples. My cheeks burned and my pussy became a river as my lust flooded into my bikini bottoms. I couldn't pull my eyes away from those tits. Yurika pressed against Melody and the pair were so lovely; my mouth went dry. Yurika's pale-olive hand slipped down Melody's tan stomach to her shaved pubic mound.

  “My wife, Melody, is a futanari,” Yurika purred, stroking Melody's pussy.

  “Okay, I'm out of—” My jaw dropped.

  Melody's clitoris swelled between Yurika's fingers.

  “What the hell is happening?” I screeched as Melody's tiny, pink bud began sprouting, swelling, and extending. The tip flanged, a slit forming, and the entire clit throbbed like a... “That's a cock! What the fuck?”

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