Futa Blake from the Future

Blake looked down at the teal-haired girl she was thrusting into with a sensual smirk. She continued to roughly slam the poor girl’s head on her cock, sending tremors of bliss through her body with each plunge. Her own ear started to ache, as she recalled the experience of the same mind-numbing sex from her original perspective. Being the version of herself to dish it out now was trippy, watching her younger self spasm and gurgle around her older self’s new dick.

Old Blake almost felt sorry for her younger self, but the pleasure she felt now combined with the fond (if blurry) memory of getting brainfucked reminded her that this was her own doing, and she certainly didn’t regret it! In fact, the reminder that she was both on the giving and receiving ends of this pounding made her fuck herself even more roughly. Her pace quickened and her breath started to come heavy, while Young Blake began to go limp.

Old Blake lifted her right foot to rest it on the desk, sliding her book to the side, and adjusted herself to get a better angle with her hips. She bucked and hammered away at herself like a rabbit, panting and drooling down her younger self’s back.

Young Blake barely registered anything, but the change in position and the accelerating earfuck made her jaw slackens and her legs began to kick futilely underneath the desk. She felt nothing but sex; the drool down her back, her own drool dripping over her perky tits, the heat from her assailer’s thigh on her forehead, the sea of pleasure which welled in her loins, and the pulsing meat rammed repeatedly deep into her nervous system.

Old Blake gritted her teeth as she reached her limit, her thrusting halted abruptly as she plunged her cock one last time into Young Blake’s mind and if swelled with cum. She felt Young Blake stiffen between her thighs and there was an excruciating moment before Old Blake’s cock detonated in Young Blake’s skull. Old Blake was riding the short wave of ecstasy, well aware of the turbulent mess that was making Young Blake go wild beneath her.

Young Blake felt the dick strike something important in her mind, a nugget of flesh which was crucial to how her brain worked, something fundamental and necessary. And now it was bathed in hot cum. She squirmed uncontrollably between Old Blake’s clenched thighs, feeling the hot and potent jizz force it’s way down her throat, flow into her stomach, and leak out of every orifice. She was overwhelmed, but her instinctive shriek was flooded by thick cum. She merely gurgled through the bubbling spunk which quickly caked Old Blake’s thigh.