Sleep but Aiko comes home early.

Lisa decided she wanted to sleep. She went into Aiko's room and prepared for bed. As Lisa lay in her bed, the moonlight casting a soft glow over her naked body. She had just finished a long day and was ready to surrender to the sweet embrace of sleep. Her blonde hair fanned out on the pillow, a stark contrast to the dark sheets that enveloped her. As she drifted off, her mind began to weave dreams of passion and desire.

In the depths of her slumber, Lisa found herself in a lush garden, the air thick with the scent of jasmine and the promise of pleasure. She was not alone; a figure approached her, a silhouette against the moon. She couldn't identify the figure, but she looked at Lisa with a mischievous spark.

The dream figures hands hands, strong and sure, began to explore Lisa's body, tracing the curves of her breasts, the dip of her waist, and the swell of her hips. Lisa's breath hitched as the dream figures fingers found her most sensitive spots, teasing and taunting with expert precision. She could feel the heat building within her, a fire that threatened to consume her entirely.

Lisa's dream self moaned, arching into the touch, but as the pleasure intensified, the lines between dream and reality began to blur. She awoke with a start, her heart pounding, to find that Aiko, Connie's sister, was eating her out. Apparently Aiko had come home early and when she saw her little sister's friend in her bed decided to have some fun between her thighs.

"What the fuck are you doing?" Lisa gasped, her voice a mix of shock and arousal. She tried to push Aiko away, but the woman was like a vice, her grip unyielding.

"Shh, just enjoy it," Aiko whispered, her voice a sultry purr that sent shivers down Lisa's spine. Before Lisa could protest further, Aiko's mouth was on her, lapping at her wetness with a hunger that was both terrifying and exhilarating.

Despite the intrusion, the audacity of Aiko's actions, Lisa couldn't deny the pleasure that coursed through her veins like liquid fire. Aiko's tongue was a masterful instrument, coaxing moans from Lisa's throat that she had no hope of stifling.

In a **** attempt to regain control, Lisa threatened to scream, but no sooner then the words come out of Lisa's mouth Aiko moved up Lisa's body. She pinned Lisa's arms and capturing her lips in a fierce kiss, swallowing the would-be scream and sticking her tongue down Lisa's throat.

Aiko broke the connection giving Lisa a small kiss as she did. She remained ontop of Lisa her eyes dark with lust as she gazed down at Lisa. "You've really grown into a cute little thing Lisa. I used to not pay attention when you and my sister would play around the house, but now your hot, and in my bed. I'm gonna show you what a real Futa can do. You're mine tonight," she growled, the possessiveness in her voice sending a chill through Lisa. She could feel Aiko's hardness pressing against her thigh, a stark reminder of the futanari's arousal.

With a wicked grin, Aiko reached down between their bodies, wrapping her fingers around the hard length of her cock. Lisa's eyes widened as Aiko began to rub the swollen head against her slick folds, teasing her with slow, deliberate strokes. The sensation of Aiko's dick sliding against her, the promise of what was to come, had Lisa's hips bucking, seeking more.

"Fuck, you're so wet for me," Aiko murmured, her voice dripping with filth. "I can feel how bad you want this."

Lisa bit her lip, her silence an admission of the truth in Aiko's words. The blonde's body was a live wire, every nerve ending screaming for release. But Aiko was in control, drawing out the anticipation until Lisa thought she might burst.

"Tell me how much you want it," Aiko demanded, her eyes gleaming with a challenge.

Lisa shook her head, her cheeks flushing with a mix of embarrassment and arousal. She was too scared to voice her desires, to give in to the dirty talk that Aiko so desperately wanted to coax from her lips.

Aiko's response was a low chuckle, a sound that seemed to resonate with the very core of Lisa's being. "Don't worry, baby. You'll be begging for more when we are done."

With that, Aiko began to press forward, the thick head of her cock breaching Lisa's entrance. Inch by agonizing inch, Aiko filled her, stretching her to the brink of pain. Lisa's breath hitched, her body tensing around the intrusion, but Aiko's soothing whispers eased her through the initial shock.

"Relax, Lisa. Let me in," Aiko coaxed, her voice a blend of tenderness and steel.

And Lisa did, her body yielding to the relentless push until Aiko was sheathed completely within her. The sensation was overwhelming, a fullness that bordered on ecstasy. They lay there for a moment, joined in the most intimate of ways, their breaths syncopated with the racing of their heartbeats.

Slowly, Aiko began to move, her thrusts measured and deep. Each stroke fanned the flames of Lisa's desire, the slow rhythm building a pressure within her that was both exquisite and maddening. Lisa's body responded in kind, her hips meeting Aiko's with a desperation that spoke of her need for more.

The room was filled with the sounds of their lovemaking, the wet slap of skin on skin, the soft moans that escaped Lisa's lips despite her attempts to keep them at bay. Aiko's name became a mantra, a plea for more that Lisa couldn't contain.

"Harder, Aiko, please," Lisa finally begged, her voice a hoarse whisper that broke the silence.

Aiko's response was a smirk, a knowing look that said she'd been waiting for this moment. "Since you asked so nicely."

With that, Aiko increased her pace, her hips snapping forward with a **** that drove the air from Lisa's lungs. The bed creaked under the intensity of their fucking, the headboard slamming against the wall in a rhythm that matched their frenzied coupling.

Lisa's orgasm built within her, a tidal wave of pleasure that threatened to sweep her away. But try as she might, she couldn't crest that final peak, her body teetering on the edge of bliss.