She chewed and sucked my nipple, her hands sliding around my waist and finding my ass, those sharp fingernails digging into my flesh, pulling me deep into her. It was too much. Her pussy was tight and silky. My cock shuddered with every thrust and withdrawal.

  “Gonna cum!” I moaned. “You're gonna have your first load of spunk dumped in your cunt!”

  She sucked harder at my nipple as her pussy milked me.

  I buried into her sucking hole. My cum erupted. Thick spurts sending pleasure arching through me. I let out a wordless howl, possessing this woman. I drew back, the pleasure so intense on my sensitive head, feeling every velvety inch of her pussy, then I slammed into her depths to let the finals squirts baste her cervix.

  Her hips humped against my gasping body, rubbing her clitoris into my pubic mound. She moaned around my nipple, sucking as much of my tit into her mouth as she could. Her body bucked beneath me. Soft, cute gasps escaped around my nipple. Her fingernails bit into the flesh of my ass. I shuddered, savoring her passion around my softening cock.

  Then she went limp beneath me, her head lolling to the side. “Holy shit,” she purred. “That was intense.”

  I nodded my head.

  “When can you get it up again?” she smiled, shifting her hips and arching her eyebrow. “I need to cum like that again.”

  “I'm a futanari,” I smiled. “I don't need to recover like a man.”

  “Good, I—”

  “Flight attendant to the cockpit,” Captain Sally announced over the intercom.

  I groaned, “I'll be right back.”

  I slid out of her, my cock flopping wet in front of me, still slowly shrinking back into a clitoris. She reached out and flicked it, giggling as it swayed to the side. “So cute. Where did you get it?”

  I winked at her and turned, walking to the front of the plane in the tatters of my uniform, my skirt bunched around my waist, my pantyhose torn open, and my blouse undone—just the way a futa flight attendant should look.

  I knocked at the cabin door, giving the special, prearranged signal. It opened and Captain Sally gave me an amused look. “Having fun, Amanda?”

  “Always, Captain.” I glanced at her missing skirt and her half-hard futa cock. “I see you and First Officer Maria are passing the time.”

  “I'm afraid I had to be very strict with her,” grinned the Captain; Maria was still on her probation. I heard chains rattling, and I smiled.

  “You're the best. I'm sure you'll sort her out, Captain.”

  “Is Vicky finished with that bride. I want a piece of her.”

  A low, muffled moan came from the lavatory. “ I think they're almost done. I'll let her know.”

  She patted my cheek. “Good girl.”

  I glanced down at her futa cock swelling and extending to its full girth, and smiled—the Captain had the biggest futa cock. The Captain disappeared back into the cockpit and I yanked open the door to the lavatory when the moans and squeals reached their peak. The Bride fell back into me, naked save for the veil on her head. I caught her and took advantage to give her conical breast a quick squeeze.

  “Captain would love to give her blessing to the new bride,” I said. “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?” asked the Bride.

  “Yes she is,” I grinned. “You'll enjoy the cockpit.”

  The bride was eager as she slipped into the cockpit.

  Vicky and I faced the redhead. “Ohh, two of you,” she purred, writhing on her seat, spreading her legs to show off the creampie I had baked in her oven. Was there a sight more beautiful than a fiery crotch matted with my cum?

  “Yum,” Vicky purred, padding over, her cock ballooning—my fellow flight attendant was a slut for futa creampie, even her own.

  Vicky's red hair was darker than Cassie, a wonderful contrast as she knelt down and buried her face into Cassie's firecrotch. Cassie shuddered as the futa took a long lick of her pussy, gathering a mouthful of my cum.

  My cock blossomed.

  Vicky's tone ass waggled at me, her cock dangling between her thighs, throbbing and hard, dripping precum on the carpet, and her shaved pussy beckoned me. I strode over, Cassie's lidded eyes fixed on my jutting futa dick.

  “Are you gonna fuck her?” Cassie moaned with bliss. “Are you going to stick your futa cock in her futa cunt?”

  “Of course,” I grinned. “Me and Vicky love to play together.”

  “We do,” Vicky moaned, flashing a look over her shoulder, her chin and cheeks a mess with pussy cream and futa cum.

  I fell to my knees behind her, slapping her ass with my cock, loving the pleasure tingling through me and the jiggle in her cheeks. I gave her a second slap. “Bad futa,” I giggled. “Pigging out on pussy and cum.”

  “So bad,” she purred.

  “Better spank her again,” giggled Cassie, then she shuddered. “Oh, yeah. Work that tongue into my snatch. You futa's love pussy!”

  “We do,” I laughed, spanked her cheeks one last time, then buried my cock into Vicky's cunt. She was as tight as Cassie, but in different places, her cunt squeezing down on my cock as I pulled back. Vicky was always a great fuck.

  I pumped my fellow futa's cunt, reaching around to grasp her hard cock, fisting it in rhythm to my thrusts. It was almost like my cock had reached through her and I was jerking myself off. Vicky's pussy clamped down on me every time my hand caressed the peak of her dick, my thrusts driving her face deeper into Cassie's snatch.

  The passenger's face clenched in pleasure, her mouth gaping wide open as she let out a low moan, then her head tossing as Vicky's tongue worked its magic on Cassie's pussy. Her legs lifted up, draping across Vicky's back, her cute toes in front of my face.

  “Oh, you dirty slut!” groaned Cassie as I sucked her big toe into my lips, tasting the sweaty flavor. Her eyes went wide as my tongue slid between her toes and her hands flew to her breasts, squeezing hard as she shuddered. “Shit, shit! I love it! You two futas are driving me nuts! Fuck! I'm gonna cum! Suck my toes! Suck my pussy! Shit!”

  Vicky got quite the mouthful of pussy juices as Cassie spasmed, pinching her nipples, and letting out a low moan. Her coppery hair was stuck to her flushed face, a please smile teasing her lips. Her eyes fluttered as Vicky nuzzled her pussy, then she smiled.

  “That was nice, but I want to feel some futa cocks in me.”

  “She is insatiable,” laughed Vicky. “I got a nice, big one between my thighs aching to get to know your sweet cunt.”

  “She's waiting for you,” purred Cassie, stroking her pussy.

  I pulled out of Vicky's pussy, my cock sticky with frothy cream. “And what about me?”

  “Well, getting double-penetrated by a pair of strap-ons is fun. I can only imagine how amazing a pair of futa cocks would be.”

  “Marry me!” I exclaimed.

  “Maybe,” she winked. “Or at least your cock.”

  Vicky stood up and sat on the seat across the aisle from Cassie, her cock waving. “Why don't you come sit on my lap and I'll give you a treat.”

  Cassie stood up, stretching, her breasts jiggling, her ass shaking as she crossed the aisle. She had the cutest dimples on her cheeks that appeared and vanished as her rear flexed. I gave my cock a few strokes, my hand sliding easily, lubed by Vicky's cream.

  The redhead nimbly straddled Vicky, her hands going straight to the futa's large tits. “Love 'em,” purred Cassie, pinching fat nipples. “You have a great pair. So big and no sag. What's your secret?”

  “I'm a futa,” Vicky winked. It was one of the perks to serving Aphrodite. Perfect bodies, aphrodisiac that drive women wild, and our futa dicks.

  “Lucky you.” Cassie rose up, her ass dimpling, and Vicky guided her cock into Cassie's firecrotch. “That's it!” sighed Cassie as she sank down. “That's what I need. You futas drive a girl crazy.”

  I watched as Cassie's pussy lips swallowed Vicky's cock all the way down to the root. The redhead shifted her hips, adjusting to the girth, then hefted one of Vicky's big boob up to her lips. Vicky gave a sigh as Cassie sucked her nipple, her hands reaching around and digging into Cassie's ass, spreading those cheeks for me. A brown asshole winked at me, beckoning me to plunge my cock into her.

  How could I resist?

  I leaned over them, rubbing my breasts against Cassie's supple back and coppery curls as I slid my cock through her asscheeks. Her flesh was so smooth; I could spend all night sliding my cock between her bubbly cheeks until I spewed my cum across her pale ass. It was warm between her globes and I fucked my hips, my cock sliding through her crack.

  “Stop teasing me!” moaned Cassie, muffled by Vicky's nipple. “I need your futa cock!”

  “Futa slut!” I laughed, giving her ass a slap.

  “Yes! Fuck me!” Her voice was full of lusty need, begging for satisfaction.

  I penetrated her ass.

  Exciting sensations roared through me. My hips drove my cock deep into her, shuddering as I dived through every wonderful inch of her velvet bowels. My groin pressed into her firm ass, her hips bucking back into me, a muffled groan ripped from her lips. She was stuffed full of futa cock. I could feel Vicky's buried in her pussy, hard, pressing against mine.

  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.

  The Captain's Stick

  Flying the Futa Skies 3

  by

  Reed James

  The Captain's Stick

  “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 cockpit.”

  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.

 

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