The Aphrodite Sisterhood Collection 1 (12 Futa Stories-Massive Bundle!)(Futa-on-Female, Hot Wife, Menage, Cheating, Bride, Erotia) (14 page)

“Thanks,” she smiled; my heart beat faster.

I was going to do this. I was going to seduce my roommate's lover. My stomach felt like it was twisted in knots, but my pussy had turned into liquid warmth. My curiosity had to be satiated. I had to know how amazing the sex was to turn my uptight, religious roommate gay.

But first I had to do something about my appearance.

“I'm going to take a shower,” I smiled at her. “Hope you don't think I'm being rude, but I have a hot date tonight.”

“Oh, no,” Vivian nodded, sitting on Shelley's bed, folding her legs up and sitting cross legged. My eyes fell on her tight jeans hugging her flesh, digging into her vulva and forming a hot cameltoe. “So, who's your date with?”

“It's a secret,” I giggled, walking to my bathroom. “If you're good, maybe I'll tell you.”

“Oh, okay,” she shrugged.

I ripped off my baggy clothing, starting up the shower. I impatiently shoved my hand beneath the water, waiting for it to heat up. “Come on,” I hissed. I only had so much time. Shelley could return, and I wanted to have done the deed before she returned.

Finally, the water warmed up and I leaped in, grabbing my loofah and body wash, soaping my round breasts, my nipples tingling, and perky butt. I dunked my black hair beneath the spray, lathered up with my apricot-scented shampoo and conditioner. And then I grabbed my razor. I was a little stubbly and I wanted to be perfect. I deftly shaved my legs, learning to do it while standing in the shower was a skill I had quickly mastered, then I carefully shaved my pubic mound and vulva, making sure I was smooth as silk.

Was Vivian shaved? What must it be like to lick a pussy covered in hair. Would it tickle my face. The water was suddenly cold, snapping me out of my reverie. I needed to be quick. I couldn't blow this golden opportunity. I turned off the shower, grabbed a towel and wiped off my skin. Then I wrapped a fresh towel around my wet hair, and stepped out of the bathroom naked, crossing the room to my closet.

“Oh, um, hi,” Vivian gasped. “I'm still here.”

“I know,” I smiled at her over my shoulder. “I hope you don't mind. Just us girl's here.”

“Uh, no, I don't mind.” Her voice sounded like liquid sex. She could bottle that sound and make millions.

As I stood before my closet, I could feel her eyes on my ass. Feeling very naughty, I bent over, my legs slightly spread, and gave her a good view of my shaved pussy between my thighs; Vivian groaned.

“Do you mind if I ask your opinion,” I said, turning around and facing her, my breasts jiggling.

“Sure.” She licked her lips then smiled.

“Am I pretty?”

“Uh-huh.” Her hand reached out, grabbing one of Shelley's pillows and pulling it onto her lap, hugging it to her. And maybe pressing it against her itching pussy, getting some relief. A pleased smile split my lips.

“You're not just saying that?”

“No, Britney. Trust me. You are stunning.”

I took a few steps towards her, squeezing my right breast. “And my tits aren't too small?”

“There's no such thing as that. Believe me. They're all beautiful.”

“But mine are smaller than Shelley's. And you must really love hers.”

“I love everything about her,” Vivian purred. “She's amazing.”

I took another step, reaching Shelley's bed.

“And what about shaved pussies?” I asked her, dragging my finger down my taught stomach to my bare pubic mound, idly tracing a circle above my aching clit. “As someone that loves pussy, which do you prefer.”

“I'm partial to a landing strip,” she answered. “Best of both worlds.”

I traced my finger down the imaginary line of a landing strip, ending at my clitoris. “I bet it just draws your eyes right to what your mouth is hungry for, right?”

“Yes, it does.” Vivian licked her lips, then her right hand reached out, resting on my hip; electricity surged through me. “Are you seducing me, Britney?”

“You're my roommate's lover,” I purred, taking a half-step forward, my legs pressing against Shelley's bed. “I wouldn't do that.”

“Then what are you doing?”

“Just satisfying my curiosity.”

Vivian's finger traced my pelvic bone down into my groin, stopping just before my clitoris. I wanted her to move that finger a little bit more and touch my aching nub. “And what are you curious about?”

“Being with a woman. Could you help me out?”

“I love mentoring young ladies.” She leaned forward, pressing the pillow hard into her lap. “You're making me do something very wrong, Britney.”

“What?”

“Cheating on Shelley.”

“It's not cheating. You're mentoring.”

Vivian growled like a hungry lioness, and buried her face between my thighs. Her tongue touched my clit. Fireworks burst inside me.

“Oh, yes!”

Vivian's arms shot around my waist, gripping my rear, and pulling my pussy tight against her face. She nuzzled and licked, her lips so gentle and loving, not the eager, hurried brutishness of a guy. She was taking her time, savoring what she was doing. Vivian enjoyed eating my pussy. It wasn't a chore, some task she had to accomplish before I would spread my thighs. This was the goal, this is what she craved, and she worshiped me for giving it to her.

“Oh, Vivian,” I gasped. Her tongue stirred me up, sending shuddering swells of pleasure crashing through me. My hands reached down, gripping her honey-brown hair, my hips twitching, grinding my pussy into her hungry lips. “Oh, wow!”

Her tongue wiggled deep into my hole like a mini-cock, swirling and squirming, moving in ways a cock never had. Her fingers dug into my ass, pulling me even tighter against her hungry lips as she slurped and licked, drinking my juices down like they were the finest drink. The crashing waves of pleasure built and built inside me, churning in the very core of my being.

“Keep doing that!” I gasped, swaying, her hands keeping me from stumbling or falling as she churned my pussy into liquid passion.

She moaned and purred, enjoying my pussy, her enthusiastic tongue whipping through me. Her lips sucked my labia into her lips, sucking the wrinkled flaps, working her way up and down my slit. The pleasure surged inside me, threatening to overwhelm me entirely and drown me in rapture.

Her lips found my hard clitoris.

She sucked.

I came.

“Vivian!”

My body writhed.

Pleasure flooded my mind.

My body became ecstasy.

“Yes, yes! Vivian!”

I fell forward on top of her, pinning her beneath my writhing flesh, my pussy grinding on the pillow trapped beneath us. My lips found hers and I tasted my tart musk, savoring the delicious thrill of tasting my own juices on another woman's lips. My orgasm receded like the tide and our kiss grew more gentle and deep.

“Wow,” I panted after a few minutes. “That was amazing.”

“I'm glad you've had your curiosity satiated. But, we should probably stop.”

“Fuck that. I need to return the favor. I want to taste you.”

“Oh, that's not necessary,” she said.

I found her breast with my left hand gently squeezing and playing with her pliant flesh. She was smaller than me, and her breast was firmer, but her nipple was hard as diamond. My right hand pushed under the pillow, heading for her crotch. I traced her hip, pushing down towards her groin.

“No, it's really not necessary,” panted Vivian.

I kissed her, thrusting my tongue into her lips while I pinched her nipple. She moaned, her hands wrapping around me, stroking my back. I pushed deeper beneath the pillow, finding her thigh, sliding up her inseam to that special spot. She bulged with excitement beneath her jeans, hard as any guy I had ever—

She had a cock.

I broke the kiss, sitting back, my eyes wild, and I grabbed the pillow. She tried to stop me, but I ripped it away. Her jeans were so tight they perfectly outlined her cock, the shaft straining the material, thicker and longer than any dick I had ever seen.

“What the fuck!” I gasped.

“Sorry,” she flinched.

“You didn't have that when I walked out of the shower! There's no way you could have been hiding a cock in those tight jeans! Where did it come from? What the hell is going on?”

“It, um, sprouts when I'm excited.”

I'm not gay. It's complicated.

That's what Shelley had meant. “You fucked Shelley with that?”

“All the time,” she smiled, leaning towards me. “She loves my girl-cock!” I couldn't tear my eyes away as she unfastened her jeans and pulled out her hard, throbbing dick. It was pink and fat, perfectly shaped, the tip dark-red and beading precum from the slit. She wiggled out of her jeans and panties and there, between her legs, was a dripping pussy, shaved bare, the cock sprouting from where her clit had been.

“Well, you wanted to satisfy your curiosity,” grinned Vivian, “and I'm in need of some relief.”

“That's why you're here?” I asked.

“I was barely keeping my clitoris under control. I needed Shelley bad. But you're here, and I need to fuck.”

Her cock waved and throbbed, beckoning like a siren, impossible to resist.

I leaned down and licked her cock. I was powerless. Vivian wanted me to fuck her, and I had to give into the lust churning in my body. I had to pleasure this woman. I had never seen anything sexier in my life than a thick, hard shaft rising from the perfectly shaped pussy of an absolutely gorgeous woman. I thought I had burned to fuck Vivian before, but now all I could think of was that monster stretching me open and making me cum!

My tongue reached the top of her cock, swirling around her tip, tasting her salty precum, a little sweeter than a guys. She shuddered, smiling down at me. She ripped the towel wrapped around my head and my wet hair spilled onto her thighs, then she grabbed my head and shoved me down to her pussy.

“Start licking there,” she growled. “My pussy needs to be loved, too.”

“Does Shelley do this?”

“That girl was made to lick pussy,” laughed Vivian. “Now let me see if you were made to as well.”

I pushed my tongue into her pussy, drinking her tangy musk and delighting in the feel of her silken labia pressing on my lips. Then I reached the base of her shaft, and raced up her to the tip-top, swirling around the pink head—Vivian shuddered and moaned—then I slid back down to nuzzle at her tasty cunt, working my through the folds of her labia.

“Umm, you love pussy, too.”

“Maybe,” I gasped. “Or maybe I just love a woman with a big dick.”

I shoved my tongue deep into her pussy, pressing as deep as I could into her warm, silky flesh. Her walls pulsed around me, quivering and contracting as Vivian gasped and moaned. I slid up again, kissing up her cock, then buried the tip into my mouth. It was wild going from such a feminine flavor to a masculine one. I bobbed and sucked, savoring the mix of salty precum and tangy pussy juices.

But I needed more. I needed to feel this monster inside of me.

I released her cock and straddled her waist. “I'm going to ride you so hard,” I purred, grasping her cock and rubbing the wide tip along my slit.

“Do it!” she gasped. “I've been staring at your tits all semester. I want to see them bouncing free and beautiful before me.”

“Fuck!” I groaned as I slid down her shaft. She was so wide, and my little pussy stretched almost painfully before her girth until I finally bottomed out on her. Then I rose up, my breasts bouncing, and slid back down, the pain lessening and the pleasure blossoming.

“That's it!” Vivian purred, her hands grabbing my hips. “Ride me! Fuck me like the horny slut you are!”

My hips rose and fell, plunging that thick shaft in and out of me, my nerves coming alive. I tossed my wet hair, gasping and moaning. Her eyes were fixed on my breasts heaving as I fucked her. Never had a cock felt this good inside me. No man had ever made my pussy feel this amazing. My hands reached down pushing up her blouse, exposing her conical breasts. I squeezed them, my hands sliding up their slopes to pinch her dusky nipples.

“Oh, my god! Your cock! You are fucking amazing, Vivian!”

Her hands slid up my body to my breasts, stroking and tracing them as they bounced. Her fingers were gentle as they played with my nipples. The pleasure shot straight down to my pussy. I gasped, bouncing faster, leaning over so my clit could grind into her pubic bone.

“I'm going to cum! Your dick is driving me wild!”

“Cum, slut!” she purred. “Love my girl-cock and cum! Let me feel your pussy's ecstasy!”

I bucked and moaned atop her, shuddering as wave after wave of bliss crashed through me. I leaned back, writhing on her cock as I was carried away on a tide of orgasmic ecstasy, working my pussy up and down on that magnificent girl-cock that stabbed deep inside me.

“Oh, wow!” I moaned my hips slowing, sweat drenching my body. “Holy fuck! Your cock is amazing, Vivian!”

“Umm, and it's begging to cum. Get on your hands and knees like a good slut and let me fuck your pussy hard.”

“Oh, yeah,” I purred, gasping as I rose up on her cock, the shaft popping out with a nasty, wet squelch. I felt so empty. I got on my hands and knees, wiggling my ass at her, facing the door of my dorm.