Becky came straight from work

"Hey," a voice called from the entryway as the next party goer wandered in. It was Becky, Lacey's hot coworker. She was still dressed in her office attire, which shot a fresh injection of lust into my cock. Her legs went on for miles and the skirt she was in did very little to hide her ass. She took in the scene in the living room with a coy smile. "I thought I'd be early, but looks like the party already started."

"That's just Tara," Lacey said as she handed the woman a drink. "She can't go more than a few minutes without draining her balls."

"Well not with so many great options," I smirked before slapping Ping lightly on the tit as I stood up. The girl let out a surprised yelp.

"With a tool that big I don't doubt it," Becky shot back with a wink. My smile widened at that. It was rare that women actually flirted with me beforehand. Being seen as totally normal at all times means a lot of them don't see anything worth flirting with. Becky must be hornier than I am if she's that aggressive. Lacey's little eye roll and smirk seemed to indicate that. Interesttting.

"Her pull-out game could use work," Ping complained from the couch as she started to wipe at her crotch again. "I'm practically a Twinkie over here."

"I don't need to work on my game, I choose not to play."

Becky shot me another smile as she downed her drink in one quick go. "Well good thing I've been fixed."

I didn't even bother to respond, I just pulled her toward me and smashed our lips together. Being a futa means having a breeding fetish, it's part of our biology, but sometimes the lack of danger adds its own spice to the mix. Shooting a few swimmers into a barren desert is a great way to mix things up. I pull back from the kiss and quickly pull Becky's skirt down. She smiles again and starts to undo the buttons on her blouse, but frankly no body has time for that. I just grab and pull. A few buttons go flying as she gasps in excited shock.

"That was a nice blouse," she muttered as we kissed again, our tongues battling for dominance.

"No it wasn't," I retorted after we split up again and I pulled her over to the armchair in the sitting room. "It got in the way of your tits."

She didn't even respond, just slid down her panties and gave me a quick flash of her shaved pussy before pulling her legs up. "Unless I missed my guess?"

I shook my head before I pushed her legs deeper, leaving her knees around her ears and pushed my cock inside. Instantly it was clear this woman had a cunt that knew the score. Tight, but with enough lube to make the passage worth it, the walls shook with practiced ease as I drove my cock deeper. The woman gasped as I slid in, and groaned as I pulled out. Each trip the pussy got wetter and tighter. I leaned forward for another kiss, our mouths gasping into each other as I went, and after a minute I pulled away once again, her teeth lightly bitting on my lower lip as I did so. I groaned out once more and suddenly I could feel her cunt squeeze down. Her hands left her knees to pull on the back of my head.

"~Fuuuck~" She gasped. "Look at me, look at me, look at meeeeee!"

With that last cry, she came hard, her cunt practically drenching both our crotches. I quickly rode her through it, enjoying the gripping of her tight pussy lips before I pulled out and unloaded all over her tits and face. I moved back to catch my breath, and to let her legs down. Becky smiled in contentment but shook her head when Ping waved the tissue box in her direction. Instead, she ran a finger over my cum, collecting it best she could before licking her fingers clean.

I shot the two other women a look of shock, rarely was I outdone in perversion. Lacey gave an impressed nod before shrugging. Ping simply scrunched up her face in disgust. The poor girl was one heck of a prude. It'd be good to help her get over that. Moving towards her I grabbed the back of her head without a word and pulled her toward my softening cock.

"Clean up time," I told her in a sing-song tone. She gave a noise of grossed-out anger but still dutifully opened her mouth and took me inside, licking me clean. I rolled my shoulders and sighed before the sound of heels drew our attention to the entryway once more.

"Hey Lace," Jasmine's voice called out. "I let myself in. That cool?"

"Sure," Lacey responded standing to get another drink for her sister. The woman entered the living room and pulled up short.

"Shit," was her response as her eyes roamed over the mess in the living room. "If I'd known it was that type of party I would have had my pills refilled."

My cock hardened so quickly poor Ping gaged. Futa Biology strikes again.