Party on!

That’s Franky off. You look towards the pool, a lone figure is laboring still. Erecting cabanas to get ready for tomorrow. Watching Willy work brings a big smile to your face, he’s so dependable. You can always count on him. He’s always so busy working, when was the last time he stopped and had some fun? Watching him toil makes your mind up, he’s going to have fun tonight. You’ll guarantee it!

You join him to ‘check the quality of his work’, that’s amazing as always. Really you want to check him out. He’s going to be your library book. You’re going to take him down off the shelf, bring him out into the big wide world, bang him around a bit, and put him back when you’re done. Admittedly the metaphor fell apart there at the end. He’s never going back when you’re done with him. You’re going to corrupt him, make him a sexy Futa and if there’s one thing you know it’s that no Futa can ever go back.

Every Futa is going forward, busily building toward a sexy future that you can scarcely image even as you build its foundations. You feel a pang of homesickness for that future you’ve never known. You shake your head clear “Does it look alright Miss?” “Willy it looks great! You always do good work.” He shines one of his rare smiles, they’re too fleeting too small. He should smile for all the world to see! You pat the chair next to you “Willy will you take a seat with me?” He seems to know your needs and sits without a word. The two of you watch the guests arrive in silence. There’s not a flat ass or chest among them. Each body is tight, toned tummies, long legs, shining manes of hair. Despite it all you’d rather be sitting here with Willy than in the middle of the pool surrounded by your terribly sexy sisters.

You know that he can see them too. The parade of ultra-feminine be-cocked Futa beauties. There’s no way he could have not seen all those cocks waving stiffly in the air as their hung owners dive into the party. You reach across to his chair and rest your hand on top of his. He spreads his fingers and you interlace yours with his. His soft squeeze says more than a dozen conversations could. You have to clear your throat “Willy, I’m a Futa too. Actually, I’m responsible either directly or indirectly for corrupting almost every single person here.” “I know miss.” You thought you’d be ready for whatever he said, but those three words overwhelm.

Willy seems happy enough to sit in silence as your brain regroups. Occasionally he brushes a finger across yours. Eventually you feel you must tell him “Will if you stay I will corrupt you too.” The admission feels entirely too intimate you can’t help but start to ramble to cover how **** you feel. “I mean not that it matters if you leave really. The whole world will be ours. The Futas are inevitable. But…” you look for the right words. “I feel like you should have your choice. I think I could stop them from corrupting you. For a long time, maybe forever.” You’re not really sure why, but you can’t see Willy as a boi. He’s special. Somehow he is a man. You can’t bring yourself to corrupt him. You’re still horny for him and yet you can’t bear to think of having him. You can’t even let anyone else fuck him, you won’t! No one will corrupt him while you draw breath.

Can he hear how hard your heart is beating. You carefully turn to check if he’s put off by the thumping in your chest. He’s looking right at you! You’re mortified you want to look away, but you can’t break the contact. Looking into his eyes is too much yet your eyes dilate to take in more of him. His eyes must see your naked soul, you’ve taken it all off for a lot of people recently but that feeling doesn’t compare. He moves his head just a bit nodding in front of him. It’s enough to put you on your knees. You’re kneeling before him looking up into his eyes totally absorbed by this man. He doesn’t break the contact as his hands unzip his fly and draw forth an average sized cock. There’s nothing special about it that you can see, but still you’ve never seen a cock like this. Your lips open wide for him without conscious thought. You close your mouth consciously, sure you’re a cock-sucker but you couldn’t bear it if he were to think you’re easy. You are easy! But not for him! Bitch you’re over-easy for him.

Why is it that you’d do anything for him. It doesn’t even matter, all that matters now is that you will. Do. Anything!
Will shines his little smile at you again and your world explodes with light “It’s ok Autumn it’s always been you.” It’s the permission you needed, impossible to ask for, impossible to resist. Your lips wrap around his cock and you suck him softly. You want to give him the most succulent, the most magnificent, the most pleasurable blow-job that anyone has ever received. Will will have nothing less than the absolute best. There’s a world of bois to fuck, here is a man to love. You will give him all of you!

You use your fingers artfully caressing, squeezing, stroking. Your mouth and throat worship his cock. You want to edge him and stretch this moment out to infinity. But you cannot deny him his orgasm, you can’t even bring yourself to delay it. You give him a perfectly escalating experience bringing him to the peak of pleasure and then soaring on to new heights as you deliver a perfect orgasm. His seed is too precious to swallow, but you gulp it down without even savoring the taste. Having his cum sends an orgasm cascading through you more intense than any you’ve yet experienced. From your mouth it hits your brain first leaving only pleasure in its wake, it travels down through your core and leaves your cock, ass, and pussy leaking all of your love fluids into a puddle.

The pleasure obliterating all of your senses doesn’t fade, but your sight slowly clears. You’re looking at your lover, she is lovely. It’s so obvious that she hasn’t been corrupted she is your personal queen. Can everyone else see her halo, can they feel the fully body orgasm that she gave you? The world is brighter more raw now and you feel that it never can be the same. She rises to her feet in front of you and pulls you up to stand with her. She kisses you softly, but it feels like thrusting your head into a furnace. She turns you towards the pool “Let’s enjoy your party.” The two of you walk into the pool like royalty and begin to share your love with your little sisters.

Creator – futanari_ai