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Chapter 166
by
grimbous
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As One
Heather’s THICK COCK stretches me wide as I focus on opening up like she had taught me and push down onto it.
“Nnnnnngh, fuuuuuck!” I whimper, my voice rising high not as Ellie but as pure overwhelmed Elliot. My toes clench into little fists and my eyes squeeze shut as I slowwwwly sink to Heather’s root, her massive cock stretching and delving so deep. Lily and Bri had been great but nobody could fill me like the Queen could. And I wasn’t simply talking about the size of her cock. Heather’s rich brown eyes, pupils wide and dark, gaze into me, her presence infusing and expanding my soul in ways I had never dreamed was possible before this angel scooped me up in my hour of need. Resting my hands on her breasts as hers come to lightly grip my hips I begin to ride my woman. “Ohhh, Heather.”
“My light, my love.” She whispers, pulling me down to suck at my cheek before letting me free again. “You feel so good, baby.”
“You toooo.” I groan. The precum she’d used as lube had been enough and oh did it make everything tingle so good. As I slowly ride her, grinding deep on each thrust, I gaze upon the woman I loved and I am struck once again by the depth of my feelings for her. “That night you found me…mmm…I was broken. Lost. Alone. You gave me shelter when I had none. You fed me when I was starving for good food and a kind word. Ohhh. You gave me hope when I forgot what that meant. Nnnngh. Even more, you gave me a home and a family.” I run a hand across her belly. “A growing family.”
“A family who loves you.” She coos, rocking her hips in time with my movement.
“A family who loves me.” My smile grows. “Julie…mmm…Lily…ahhhh…Rebecca…ohhhh…Mia…ohhh fuck baby…and my new friend Briana.” With each name my mind flashes back the good times, the wrestling and the laughter with the rough and tumble Julie, the softness and femininity of the gorgeous Lily, the submissive bliss and raw honesty of the sternly supportive Rebecca, the rebellious submission of my precious princess, and the fun and voyeurism or the easy-going Briana, and of course seeing them all together enjoying that picnic as the cheered on their Prince at that practice session. My mind then it casts forward to the many more memories we would build to come. “You surrounded me with love. You unlocked me. My friends at work, my friends in the team, a future! All thanks to you.”
“No, baby.” She beams, her hands stroking and petting me all over. Taking a light grip on my dick she pumps it in time with our love-making. “I just nurtured what was already there. You were always going to bloom eventually. You are the miracle worker, my darling one. After Alexander I was ghost in my own life, and YOU brought me back.” She boops my nose and pinches my lips with a light laugh. “Only you could have done that, my love. Only you. You were meant to be mine.”
Arching my back I pull off my shirt and throw it toward the bedroom door. Taking it as the invitation that it was her gentle hands roam up my lithe body, her lips press into my chest as she kisses me again and again. My hands run down her soft hair and warm shoulders, then around to sink into her big tits. That heaviness, that sag, those big nipples that filled my mouth so good, that feeling that only came with maturity…titty perfection. As I begin to ride her cock faster images of our time together stream through my consciousness. Heather among the magnolia, our ‘date’ at the warehouse club, the first time she adjusted my collar and played with my hair, my first honey high, the nursing, the gazing, the bathing, the meals, the encouragement when I fell short, that look of pride when I did good, the night she claimed me, and so many more play in the theater of my mind as I gaze upon this gentle goddess.
“That night you picked up a broken boy with nothing to lose and no dream in his heart and you made him into a man. Ohhhh, God!” I kiss her head, still riding deep and strong. My hole gripped hard around her girth as she glided in and out of me. Her honey made my insides glow, her exquisite thickness against my prostate making me leak non-stop to smear across the silky fabric of her bundled nightgown over her belly as she continued to stroke me. The combination of her fucking and stroking had me close already, but I knew she wasn’t far off either. “Look at me, Heather.”
She looks up into me again, her wide brown eyes gleaming with love and lust.
Cupping her cheeks, caressing her like she had so often done to me, I stare into her and say. “We’re only just beginning, you and me. I’m not going anywhere. You hear me? I’m not a son. I am not a stray. I am not a friend of your daughter or that quiet boy from that graduating class. Ohhhh. I am YOUR man. Your boy. Your prince. Your partner.” I stop for a moment to lean down and kiss her sweetly and deeply. “And I hope to be…nnnnmmm….your husband very soon.”
“OH!” She gasps. “Elliot, are you…”
“I am.” I smile and begin to ride her fat cock once more. “Heather Hutton, will you make me the happiest man in the world and marry me?” With a smirk I add. “This time I mean it.”
“Yes! Oh, yes!” She sobs with tears of joy, her soft hands resting on my chest with one over my heart. “My handsome man, of course I will.”
“Ohhhh Heather…cum with me.” I plead in that soft voice she loved so much.
“You know I will, my love.” She moans, her cock flexing hard inside of me. “Mmmmm. You know I will.”
Gripping her shoulders I begin rising and falling, ten inches to a stroke, until we fill the house with our clapping flesh. “Yes! YES! OHHH FUCK! YES! FILL ME! OH GOD I NEED TO FEEL YOU CUM!” I groan wildly, not caring if Ms. Hancock or anybody else heard us. Just like the gap in our age, it was nobody else’s damn business what we did or how we fucked. As I ride her, each impact sending a ripple through Heather’s soft body and jiggly breasts, the pressure grows to the point of bursting, and then… “NNNNGHHHHH!!!” A hot rope of cum blasts out to streak across her bouncing tits as my ass clenches with the milking rhythm of orgasm.
“OHHHH ELLIOT!” Heather cries as her great schlong throbbed inside of me and flooded me with her hot, mind-altering, Matriarch cum. “I LOVE YOUUUUU!!!”
Moving as one, howling as one, cumming as one, we come together for a deep, passionate kiss. “MMMMMMM!!!”
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Empty Nest
A May-December Futanari Romance
A young man on hard times finds comfort in the arms of an older futanari woman.
Updated on Jun 11, 2026
by grimbous
Created on Aug 16, 2024
by grimbous
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