Helping hand

Charlie felt worn out, yet strangely reinvigorated. He often told himself that working on the island was just a great way to earn money and only a temporary thing, but the enjoyment he was getting out of it all was undeniable. Truth be told, Charlie loved being a slut, he always had. Back on the main land there was still a certain stigma futa woman faced, not ever being treated right and getting isolated. Hermatus truly was a safe haven for them and all the futanari that he had met here were clearly overjoyed to be there. Pleasing them only made Charlie happier. Even so, to stay at the resort for an extended time could be pricey, so the types of women that lingered on usually had a bunch of money to spend. These were clearly the women Charlie focused on, trying to get in their good graces, so that perhaps they’d require his services more often.

The afternoon shift had been slow going, mostly making beds, folding sheets and cleaning rooms. Charlie had put on some music to try and zone out, getting the work done quickly. But it just went on and on and on. Eventually, when he was finally done, he felt totally spent. Knowing that he’d have to work a bartending shift later in the evening, he thought it best to just go to his place and have a nap.

Charlie’s apartment, along with the housing for all the other staff, was all the way at the back of the resort, away from the guests. He shared it with his friend Katie, who had introduced him to working at Hermatus. It consisted of a modest living room, a tiny little kitchen, an equally small bathroom and two bedrooms. Charlie and Katie barely had time to hang out these days, besides their side hustle, they both worked long hours at the resort. Still, once a week they tried to get some dinner or just hang out on the couch together and watch a movie.

Slowly Charlie approached his front door and put in the key. When he went to turn it however, he heard the clear, unmistakable sounds of moaning. At first he felt a little annoyed, it seemed as if Katie had brought another client home again, something that wasn't uncommon, but still annoyed him a little bit. Charlie just wanted to relax and not have to worry about anyone besides his friend hanging out around him. With a sigh Charlie opened the door and burst into the living room, he opened his mouth to say something, but was surprised by what he saw. On the couch lay Katie, sprawled out, working a pink dildo in and out of her gushing wet pussy. Her massive girlcock lay leaking on her torso, almost reaching her perky tits. Katie’s blonde hair was tied in a messy bun and her entire petite frame was covered in sweat. Every single time Charlie saw her massive dick, he was still amazed by it. It was the thickest, longest cock he had ever seen and was accompanied by a heavy set of balls. Back when they were still horny teenagers in high school, the two of them had fooled around a bunch. But even someone like Charlie, who prized himself on being able to take dick, could barely handle all of Katie’s might.

Charlie cleared his throat and Katie shot up, at first the look on her face was one of terror, but it quickly turned into a smile when she realized it was only her friend. “Looks like you’ve been keeping busy Katie!” Charlie giggled, kicking off his shoes.

“Hahaha, shut up. My pussy has just been craving some attention, these women here, all they want is my cock, my poor pussy is getting lonely.” Charlie could see why the women on the island were only focused on her dick, it was hard to miss. As he shuffled over to the couch, Katie reached down and continued rubbing her swollen clit. The two of definitely weren't shy around each other. So much of their relationship was based on sex that seeing his best friend laying on their couch masturbating, was far from something that made Charlie uncomfortable. As a matter of fact, whenever they were both home together, they'd rarely wear any clothes. It was another phenomena that Katie had introduced him too, she was filled with all sorts of wisdom.

“Lonely? Well we don’t want that… And now that you mention it, my cock hasn’t been getting a lot of love either as of late.” Charlie stopped right next to the hung blonde, softly he placed a hand on her balls and began rubbing them, feeling how full they were. Katie’s cock reacted immediately and throbbed at his touch.

Suddenly Katie took her free hand and reached around Charlie's back, squeezing his ass. “Can you blame them when you’ve got all of this?” Although his soft bubble butt was definitely his most appreciated feature here on the island, Charlie also had a decent cock. Decent for a man that is, at around six and half inches hard, he was still small compared to pretty much every futa cock around. Katie kept massaging his behind, two fingers sliding inside her wet folds. It wasn't uncommon for her to come up behind him and fondle his body absentmindedly. Charlie loved it when she did.

“Well Katie if you needed a hand, all you had to do was ask, besides, you know how easy I am”. The two of them shared a hearty giggle as Katie began rubbing her hand over Charlie’s growing bulge.

“Alright champ, get to it then, I have work in an hour.” The petite blonde didn’t have to tell him twice.