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Chapter 10 by hexall hexall

Who goes first?

Kylee, the blonde athlete

You are unable to speak, your limbs are heavy and useless. Half of your brain screams to your legs to run away, while the other half cannot wait to be used again. What the hell is happening to you? A few days ago you were a normal boy, and now you are actually looking forward to have your throat used again. Is it all the cum you ate? All of the futanari pheromones that you have been bombarded with must have been corrupting your brain Yes, that must be it, there is no other possible explanation!

The blonde does not seem to notice your internal battle. She takes your passive immobility as consent and leans forward to touch your lips with hers. A jolt of energy make your eyes open wide, while she bites your lips and runs her tongue up your cheek, leaving a large wet imprint behind.

She pushes you down to your knees and leans back against the kitchen counter. Your eyes are staring straight towards her crotch. She loosens her jeans and lets out her cock, already rock hard, with a bead of precum on her tip. She rests the foot long monster on your face, obscuring one of your eye's vision. The smouldering heat of her erection makes you sweat, while the smell of sex fills your nostrils.

"You should have let us do this sooner, Sarah, your brother is such a cutie" she says, while caressing your hair. Your heart flatters for a moment. She takes her cock off your face, the cold air that replaces it makes you miss its heavy presence. Then she opens your mouth with her hand and forces her tip inside.

You have got a lot of experience with futanari dicks recently, but having a cock in your mouth is always overwhelming, at least for the first few minutes. Feeling those rock hard rods of sexual power forcing their way into your soft fleshy throat, while thighs tense around your head, and the warmth and smell overwhelm your senses; it is all too much for a boy to take. And she is thick, almost as thick as the giantess that started all of this.

You struggle to relax enough to let her into your throat. She does not seem to notice, or care, her eyes are full of tension and bliss at the same time. She bites her lips and grabs your hair, then forces you against her crotch. You manage just in time to take her in. You a moan that makes her shiver in delight, she plunges her cock into you. Some long moments later, your nose touches her groin, greeted by a small neat bush of blonde hair.

The girl's bravado melts away. Her cool attitude gone, substituted by a mask of pure pleasure. Her toned thighs contract around your head, while her hand grips your hair tight. She remains still for what feels like an eternity, when she finally releases some of the pressure. You are able to get some fresh air into your lungs just before she forces her dick back in.

She starts face fucking you with abandon, but she does not last long: A few more thrusts and you are back between her thighs, hard as steel, with her dick entirely inside you. With an animalistic grunt, she pushes her crotch against you as hard as she can, while her dick inflates a little more into your throat and lets out a torrent of cum. The steaming hot substance hits your stomach almost immediately, mixing in with your sister's load. Another shot soon after makes its way down into your guts, and then another, and then another.

Your stomach starts to inflate, the by now familiar sensation of pressure and stretching out feels your mind with dread and pleasure in equal measure. She puts more pressure on you with every contraction of her heavy balls, until your skull starts to seriously complain, quickly followed by your burning lungs and your over-capacity belly.

When you start to get seriously worried, she finally releases you from her steel grip and slowly extracts her deflating cock. You look up to see her forehead covered in fat drops of sweat, and her mouth hanging open, panting heavily. A surge of pride makes you smile, while little rivulets of cum slosh down your lips and onto your t-shirt.

"J-Jesus" she manages to say. Not hearing an answer, you turn around, only to see the other three girls squirming uncomfortably, their erections clearly visible under their clothes, their hands unconsciously rubbing their dicks. Even your sister Sarah is enthralled by the spell you cast with your performance, her dick hard and proud, despite the earlier experience.

Who is next?

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