She takes her inside

"It's not a problem, but I hope this won't be too a problem," Yvette patted her cock.

"Oh, it won't be a big problem at all..." The red-haired lady bites her lip before stepping in and closing the shower curtain behind.

With the two of them, things were more cramped, especially with Yvette's big cock in the way. Yvette struggled to reach her things, as bending down would usually put her face right against the red-head's rounded butt and swapping places to use the shower head wasn't simple either.

"The space is very...tight, don't you think?" The red head cooed.

"Seems like it," Yvette wasn't entirely sure how women showed interest in someone, there was a part of her fearing that the lady's curiosity extended only as far as her being so clearly an outsider. The thought still stuck in her mind that showing her cock freely in public was a crime, but if it was such an issue, then why does this lady keep looking at her cock? Was her glances a sign or curiosity?

"Could you rub this on my back?" The lady asks, handing her a bottle of body lotion, then, turning around, she rests her hands on the wall, spreading her legs and presenting her body to Yvette.

Yvette complies and pours out some of the lotion onto the lady's body. She gives a light moan, as the cold goo dribbles down her spine. Yvette glides her hands across the soft skin, while the lady continues letting out short breaths, rocking her body and closing her eyes to the enjoyment of Yvette's strong hands massage her. This entire time, Yvette was trying to squat down, avoiding her dick from touching the lady's body, but she did end getting a good view of the perky peach between the red-head's legs. Scooping up some of the lotion, Yvette rubs her hands down, slowly appraoching her solid butt. The lady let out louder gasps, her stance widening, revealing herself more for Yvette.

Without warning, the lady reaches down and massaged Yvette's cock. Yvette wasn't alarmed, but this initiative did throw her off. "I don't think I have ever seen something so...intense...," she said playfully.

"Where I am from, several wives are needed to care for one futa," Yvette responded, resuming her massage on the lady's butt.

"Several? Wow, it truly is a beast..." The lady continued stroking Yvette. "Are you married?"

"I am, but with only one," Yvette answered. "In my tribe, we are expected to have many wives. Of course, we also expect many children out of our women, and the hope is for many more like us are born to carry on our people. Although my tribe has been...stagnant these last several years."

"Mmm...," The lady moans teasingly. "So why aren't you with more women? Are you recruiting? Maybe you need someone like me to help your busy wife?" The lady stroked harder and deeper. Her face turning flush red and smiling seductively at Yvette.

"I am, in fact, and I would be more than happy to show how we propose to those we are interested in..." Yvette smiled. Understanding now what her intentions seem to be, she lowered her hands and gently massaged the entrance of her cunt. "But I need to find someone who can take it properly."

All this talk about mating customs was turning the lady on more and more, thinking about not just the life she would living as one Yvette's wives, but the endless pleasure she could be giving and getting. To be part of a harem and getting to feel a cock like Yvette's whenever she pleased was more than she could ecer ask form "Fuck, it sounds amazing. Getting stuffed by a dick that could knock out a women, and your cock needs more than one woman to satisfy you. Your wife must work hard to keep you tamed. I would be interested in knowing if I could do it too."

"Are you sure you can handle me? Many women broke from the beast you keep teasing," Yvette slowly humped her hips to the rhythm of the lady's strokes.

"Oooh...," the lady teased. "Is that a promise?"

"I guess it depends on how well prepared you are," Yvette leaned in and whispered to her. "I will reach you in places you have only dreamed of being felt."

The lady bit her lip, she released Yvette and opened the entrance to her pussy with two fingers. "Do it."

Yvette pulled herself back and lined up the tip of her cock at the entrance. She pulled the thong down, and pressed the tip into her wet folds. "By the way miss, what is your name?"

"Rose," she whimpered, feeling up the size of Yvette pushing in to her.

Yvette smiled. "Yvette. Now, Rose, let's see how you tame this..." and Yvette pushed her way in, slowly, ever so slowly. The more she pushed, the more Rose realized just how woefully unprepared she was for such a cock to enter her. The walls of Rose's pussy parted and gripped onto Yvette tightly, barely giving Yvette any room to push through, only the wetness of Rose allowing her to continue further. Rose did her best to restrain herself screaming.

Yvette eventually reached the entrance of Rose's womb. Rose came the second she felt Yvette's tip tap her. She shook so hard, Yvette had to reach forward, and hold her from falling, holding her waist with one hand while the other suportted her own weight against the wall.

Rose was already in a daze, her tongue hanging out, her mind already numb from the overbearing girth within her. She looked down, and looked with alarm that Yvette's cock, not only bulged an outline within her tight cunt, but was only half way in.

Rose tried speaking, worried what might become of her should this little intrigue of hers suddenly mess her up more than she would have wanted. But what came out was more moans, her gasps for air suppressing every attempt to vocalize her concerns.

Yvette, on the other hand, was too ready to give her time to adjust. Coming so close to another wife, and forgetting how inexperienced most women in the city are when dealing with the size of her cock, Yvette found herself unable to restrain the lust and thrusted into her, with the bare consideration to start slowly. Of course, even with this consideration, Rose's mind was falling blank, unable to put her mind together while the mixture of pain, pleasure, anticipation, and the warm water that fell on her face from the shower washed over everything, all she could do with what stenegth she had was gasp for air, unable to adjust to Yvette's slow play.

Yvette did not restrain herself from making noises either, gently grunting while her cock was in heaven, she took pleasure in being inside the tightest cunt she ever entered. Any thought towards restraint began to slip away as Rose's pussy acclimated to the giant rod inside of her, which made Yvette confident to finally move faster.

Rose came when she felt Yvette sped up, the tip of her cock now ramming against Rose's cherry, her body shaking under Yvette's thrusts, but Yvette showed no signs of slowing down. Rose tried telling Yvette to stop, but everything she spoke turned to weak gasps of air, her tongue fell lose, and she now barely had the strength to hold herself against the wall. Rose was beginning to realize there was no taming the beast inside of her, let alone finding the strength to stop what she started. She let her body go limp, letting it fall into Yvette's rough and muscled arm, surrendering herself to the mighty cock that dominated her.

For Yvette, the sight of a woman falling and giving up their strength while mating was often a sign of submission to pleasure in the tribe, losing any and and all will to the compete trust and love that the futawas giving in their time together. This was every indication for Yvette to take things further. Yvette smiled, with complete confidence towards her soon-to-be-made wife.

Yvette stopped and turned Rose around, looking at the pitiable expression Rose gave and gave her a deep kiss. She then lifted Rose off the ground, holding her by her legs, and planted her against the warm wall, while Yvette rested herself on her, feeling the warm water of the shower trickle down on her.

Yvette then rammed her cock with faster and deeper thrusts, pushing the tip of her cock to repeatedly press against Rose's cervix. Rose could not restrain any of her screaming. Yvette, likewise, was fully committed to her act, wanting nothing more than the full satisfaction of release. She pushed her cock deeper and deeper, banging the head against the stubborn cherry. Yvette, desperately wanting more of her length inside. She continues to push her cock, before finally, she feels her the entirety of her cock slip in, the satisfying sensation of her balls slapping the entrance, and a satisfying pop that accompanied Yvette entering the deepest chambers of Rose and the feeling of her tip finding the end. Rose found in her to let out a primal howl, her voice echoing throughout the locker rooms as she climaxes all over Yvette's dick.

"Yes...!" Yvette shouted. "Can you feel it? Can you feel how deep I am inside of you?!"

Rose made no reply. Her entire body completely spent, only her voice crying out in incoheren noises as Yvette continued her thrusting, now pushing harder than ever, pounding away without thought, as only one thought was left in her.

"I'm going to cum! I will breed you! I will breed you now and again and again! I'm cumming!" Yvette shouted, before a several loads of her cum released within Rose's womb all at once, her cum unrelenting as vast quantities poured out, filling up and cramming itself into her baby pouch.

Rose came once more, her limbs tightly wrapped and digits dung into her hard skin, and let a final shout, her body shaking uncontrollably as shockwave after shockwave of pleasure beamed through her body, timed by each of Yvette's releasing load in her.

By the time they both calmed down, Yvette pulled her still hard cock out, witnessing the stream of cum flow out of Rose's womb. She remained, still holding up an unrecognizable Rose from earlier, all life and curiosity in her eyes dwindled as she all she could feel now was Yvette, and only Yvette. No matter how many times Yvette tried talking to her, she continued to mumble and giggle in a stupor. Rose, for all her excitement, was incapable of thinking, only that big cock left her mark both in mind and womb.

When Rose awoke an hour later, she found herself still in the locker resting in a chair, blanket covering while her womb was swollen and full of cum. Gently pressing herself, more cum continued to spill from her womb. A tingle of pleasure trickled down her spine. She will not be able to to think about anything else but Yvette in the coming days...