Futanari Daughters

The two figures were stained in cum and sweat. Far more cum than you had let out. Yet as your stunned gaze descended from their faces to their crotch, you understood. Both of the futanari teens held a huge and throbbing cock in their hand. Having reached over to fondle and play with each other’s, rather than playing with the erect and cum-leaking member attached between their thighs.

It took a further handful of deafening and loud heartbeats before you realized the identity of the shorter pink-haired futa. Your daughter, Aurora. You recognized the Italian heritage that she had more strongly inherited from her grandmother rather than yourself shining through, even if her animated face were drawn and bore Asian anime features. And that had to mean, the taller and black-haired futa busily sharing her tongue with her sister was your, former, son, Amore. She still had some of her father’s boyish charms that had once so attracted you to him, even as a woman. She also had your new vivid pink eyes instead of your old color.

Whatever was happening before your eyes, your daughters making out while covered in your and their cum, still hadn’t entirely registered. But, seeing them safe and sound made whatever code that simulated your heart want to burst out of your voluminous chest with motherly joy and washed away the dread that you had felt earlier. Then as the fleshy sounds coming from their mouths grinding against each other, their slovenly sweaty and aroused scent, and their flushed appearance you started to fall back into your earlier frame of mind.

The voice that told you siblings shouldn’t be loving in this kind of way choked on the pink mists that swept away the rest of your doubts. You could see them watching you out of the corner of their eyes, waiting for your reaction with trepidation. Your hands returned to massaging your areolas, teasing their inverted slits until your stiffening nipples popped out. While cupping and stroking the nipples between your fingers, using the leaking droplets as lubrication, your smile became beatific and you silently invited them to join their mother in her bed.

“I caught you masturbating to a futanari hentai once.” Your daughter was still trying to deepen the timbre of his melodic voice to sound more masculine as he spoke; it was a hopeless, but cute, endeavor. “At first, I wanted to sneak away and forget everything. But hearing you and the characters moaning.” Amore paused in his stride, needily rubbing his thighs together, you could see something glittering making its way down his leg. “I knew I wanted you. And then, when I found your browser hist–” She screamed out in ecstasy and surprise as Aurora had run her fingers down her ass and then slipped them inside the slit hidden by Amore’s pendulous testicles. Tears were running down your daughter’s face, but she didn't look unhappy and seemed to pout when her younger sister pulled them out.

“Amore told me. Roping me into this whole thing until I was as hooked as she was,” Aurora picked up the story. “You should’ve seen her trying out a dress and panties for the first time, mom. Couldn’t resist tasting that twitching cock for myself. But I like this huge futacock far better.” At first you furrowed your brow with an immediate reprimand sitting on your tongue saying that you shouldn’t have sex with your sibling. Then the forbiddeness of the tryst sent another flush through you. A not entirely maternal pride at your daughter for being such a nympho mingled with jealousy that she had taken your precious Amore’s oral virginity before you. “We wanted to surprise you earlier but we got stuck trying out outfits for the café.”

The kind of woman you were becoming excited you like nothing else had before. And were happy that despite not trying to raise them that way, your children had inherited the same kind of lewd soul. You lightly shook your blonde tresses, telling them that you didn’t mind the delay at all and were glad they wanted to be more involved in the family business. After classes had ended. Despite everything else, you still had high hopes for their education. “Ara ara~, suppose I’ll have to find something naughty to wear too, don’t I? We’ll have to work hard to rebuild the customers we’ll lose with our new direction. But, I’ll inspect the cafe downstairs later, waking up and having fun must have made you both hungry.”

You meaningfully squeezed your breasts, stroking the nipples and coaxing a short stream of milk from them. Loving the way their eyes fixated on the twin twitching bulges. But as Aurora, the first to crawl over the bed to join you, stretched out her neck, her parted lips were met with a warding finger. “Mhm? I didn’t raise such a rude young woman.” To her credit, her cheeks reddened and her eyes flicked away.

Unsatisfied with only chiding her, you also began to show your daughter how the futanari of the Knight household should properly greet each other from now on. With your free hand you ran a pair of fingers along her futahood, familiarizing yourself with its warmth, and girth, and length, until you reached the gland, ignoring how her body shuddered. Bending down you guided it to your lips, then let out a globule of saliva that you messily pressed against the head in a sloppy and loving kiss. Your daughter mewled and spurted out a jet of cum before you released her. You kept your mouth open as you leaned back, letting both her and Amore see the way you swirled with your tongue. As expected, the taste was absolutely splendid and warmed your core as you swallowed the effluence that settled in your stomach.

Then it was her turn. She was joined by her older sister. The two of them competed for space as they tried to kiss both your cock and their sibling at once. It was a wonderful display, both running their lips and coiling tongue around your sensitive cock as they cleaned and sucked away the cum. By the way you felt her ache and rise further, you knew that she liked it too. You gently cupped their cheeks, pulling them away just in time for you to release a load like the one you had first greeted them with. Looking down on their beautiful faces, pushed together and covered with cum, made you feel closer to them in a way you hadn’t for years.

You slipped a finger under the chin of your darling daughters, pulling them up so they could each latch onto one of your milky breasts. Amore cleaned away the cum as best as she could with her tongue before taking her nipple. This was not the first time you breastfed either of them, it had been something you had to do rather than wanted when you were younger. Yet the way they grazed their teeth and playfully tugged on your nipples’ length showed how much your darling children had grown. What was before couldn’t compare to this.

You began to tenderly stroking their hair, toying with the buns of their twintails as you cooed and told them how you loved them. “Next time either of you catch your mommy Lexi masturbating, remember to tell her, okay?” The sisters mumbled something back before nuzzling deeper into your chest.