Feature Writer: mypenname3000

Feature Title: FUTA DAUGHTER’S TEMPTATION 1

Published: 12.04.2022

Story Codes: Futa, Religious

Synopsis: A daughter’s rebels against her Christian mother

Futa Daughter’s Temptation 1

Daughter’s Rebellious Futa Passion

“I’m totally going to do it!” the futa-demon Spice said. She had her hands on her hips, her big boobs bouncing before her and cute devil’s tail swishing back and forth. The gold chain, connected to the two rings that pierced her nipples, jingled. Red hair cascaded down around a youthful and mischievous face, black horns peeking out of the fiery curls. She unfurled her demoness wings wide, her clit-dick bouncing before her. “Ooh, I am going for it!”

“You can’t!” futa-angel Grace gasped. She clapped hands over her mouth, the golden halo floating over her blonde curls pulsing with panic. Soft, feathery wings engulfed her body, covering her small breasts and big girl-cock. Her motherly face stared in shock at Spice. “It’s wrong.”

“I know!” Spice jumped up and down, her tits and futa-dick bouncing with her exuberance. “Ooh, it’s going to be so much fun. I found the perfect girl. She’s going to fuck and she’s going to suck and she’s going to sin with every hot mom she can!

“Starting with her own!”

“No, no, no!” gasped Grace. Her golden eyes shimmered. “That’s the most sacred bond. Mother and child. You can’t pervert it with sin.”

“Watch me!” Spice exclaimed before thrusting out her tongue and flashing a rude gesture.

Grace trembled in shocked apoplexy at such a disgusting act. Then Spice spun around, bent over, and smacked her ass as she wiggled it at the futa-angel. Grace stared shocked at the futa-demon’s foul behavior.

Then Spice burst like a black soap bubble and left behind the Immaterial.

The futa-angel’s motherly face broke into lamenting wails. “What am I supposed to do to stop her? I’m going to get in so much trouble!”

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Sky Marlow

OMG, I fucking hate going to Sunday church, I typed on my phone as I lazily lay on my stomach on my bed. I had only donned bra and panties. My legs folded to thrust my toes up in the air, each toenail painted a soft shade of pink. They perfectly matched my fingernails, each one accurately rounded to perfection. Why does my mom have to suck god’s cock every Sunday?

Does your Mom know how to suck cock? my bestest best friend in the whole wide world texted back. I mean, didn’t your Dad leave her because she wouldn’t put out?

Because she was too busy gagging on god’s cock, I sent, my toes curling. I swear to fuck she gets wet sitting in church. She looks so full of rapture. It’s so disgusting. She needs a good fuck from a real cock. Not god’s. That just made her into a crazy bitch.

She doesn’t seem cray cray to me, Natalie texted back. I mean, other than she dresses a little too prim, she’s fine.

She won’t let me bring boys over.

Because she knows you’re a big ho-bag who will have their cocks in your mouth in a minute flat.

I smiled and typed, Please, thirty seconds. I blew Coach Thompson after the game last night.

You skank!

I pictured Natalie chortling. She would still be in her PJ. I was supposed to be putting on my Sunday dress. It was such a modest, one-piece thing. Skirt past my knees, neckline to my collarbone. No chance to show off my cute, little titties. They may not be big–not like my frigid mother had–but they were adorable.

Just big enough for a hunky guy to squeeze. More was a waste.

“Sky, are you dressed yet?” Mom called.

“Yes!” I lied. Ugh, got to go. Mommy dearest needs to slobber that divine knob. Text you in the car.

I’ll be here masturbating. Natalie added a pair of sploosh emojis and a great, big smiley face.

My pussy clenched. You are such a cunt. Love you.

Kisses!

I rolled off my bed and grabbed the girlish, pink thing and pulled it on over my body. I slipped my arms into the short sleeves and then reached behind me. I had to contort my limbs into strange angles to zip it up the back. I wiggled my hips, my thong buried in my butt-crack.

At least I could be sexy beneath my clothes. Mom would have no idea.

“Sky!” Mom shouted, from downstairs. “I thought you said you were dressed.”

“Yes, yes, I’m coming,” I shouted and did the little fastener up. I walked past my dresser, my reflection flashing in the mirror and–

I whirled to stare at it. “Could have sworn…”

But it was just me, my platinum-blonde hair spilling in delightful curls around my pretty face. Not as much makeup as I would like, but Mom would make me wash my face off if I tried to go to church looking like a “painted harlot.” Pink, glossy lips; stunning, green eyes; delicate cheekbones; and freckled cheeks with a natural blush to them. I looked adorable.

I could look sexy, but…

“God, your church is so boring,” I muttered, glancing skyward. I turned from the mirror. I almost thought I heard mischievous giggles to match that naughty face I thought I saw in the reflection. I opened my eyes and headed downstairs.

My skirt swirled. My thong hugged my shaved pussy. My nipples ached. Just knowing that Natalie was masturbating right now had me grinding my teeth. I could be spending a lazy Sunday morning in bed jilling my cunt and watching hot vids on YouPorn.

When I came downstairs, I found Mom wearing a dress with an even longer skirt than me. It was dark blue, sleeves to the elbows, just a bit of a scoop to the neckline that showed off the pearl necklace she wore. Not that she ever had the naughtier kind.

I was convinced my mom had sex just twice. Once on her wedding night and once to conceive me two years later. If she had a sex drive, it was so buried beneath guilt and repression it had been smothered out when she was my age.

My mom’s pussy must be a desert, I texted to my friend. Just a sandy death hole that no cock’s been near in twenty years.

No answer. Natalie was really masturbating.

I sighed.

“You and Natalie fighting?” Mom asked.

“Nope. Just envious that she gets to stay home and I have to go to dumb church.”

Mom shook her head, her sandy-blonde hair swaying. “Sky, honey, this is good for you. I know that’s hard to understand now when you’re a ball of frustrated hormones that can’t think straight, but when you get older, you’ll mellow out.”

“Oh, fuck, I hope not,” I groaned. “What a depressing thought. I don’t want to be boring like you.”

“I wasn’t always boring,” she said. “I made many mistakes when I was nineteen. Like complaining to my mother about going to church.” She arched a warning eyebrow.

“You’re not going to take my phone away again, are you?” I asked.

“I don’t have to take it away,” she said brightly. “I just have to have the phone company turn it off.”

“That’s so not fair,” I groaned as I followed her out the door. “That’s blackmail.”

“Blackmail is getting you to do something illegal. I’m telling you that you can go to church, with a smile on your face, or not have your cell phone work for a day.”

“Cruel and unusual punishment!”

“Two days.”

“Fine,” I muttered. “But I’m going under protest. Taking hostages is never a good thing, Mom.”

“Well, when you get a job and pay for your cell phone yourself, I can’t ever take it away from you, can I?”

I froze. “But isn’t it like a lot of money?”

“Mmm, about $120 a month,” she said and opened the door.

My eyes bulged. That was so much. I slumped into the passenger seat. And buckled up. Mom put on the Christian music station. I groaned at the terrible pop music, some bimbo singing about loving god. I hated the perky, upbeat notes that played through the car.

I banged my head back into the seat.

My phone chimed a moment later. I perked up and glanced down to see Natalie had answered. Going to be rough for the next guy to fuck her.

Won’t be one. She’s too busy sucking god’s cock to care.

You really get stuck on a metaphor for way, way too long. But I love you anyway.

Bitch. I added a playful smile emoji to it.

I know. Try my best. A pair of kissy lips followed it. I had a great cum. I’ll send you this link. One girl, three guys, and they’re just fucking the shit out of her. It was so hot. I didn’t even get a third of the way through it.

Send it. Maybe I’ll sneak off to rub one out in the bathroom at church.

Natalie responded, That’s kinky and nasty at the same time. A public bathroom?

They’re clean at my church. I grinned as I added. Well, not once I’m done watching the vid.

Link incoming! Then a link popped up, a YouPorn address with a bunch of meaningless characters strung after it that were so long that WhatsApp just cut it off. I grinned, itching to press my thumb down on the address now, but Mom was driving there. She hummed along to the music, looking happy as we headed to church.

A few minutes later, we were at church. My panties dripped. I was so horny. I was going to do it. I was going to jill off in church. It would be glorious. I’d have to wait for the sermon, then I would head to the bathroom, watch some hardcore porn of some girl getting fucked hard, and then I would cum.

That would show god for making me go to church on Sunday.

I opened the car door, the passenger-side mirror flashing. A face popped into it. mischievous and grinning, framed by red hair. I whirled my head around, staring at the parking lot to find the source. There were a few people heading to the church, all in their Sunday best.

No mischievous girl.

“Sky?” asked Mom. “You okay.”

“Yeah, yeah, I was up late. Just tired.” I yawned as if to emphasize my point. It was a long one, turning real on me.

“I know you weren’t up studying,” she muttered. “You’re never going to get a good job if your grades don’t improve.”

“They’re fine,” I muttered.

“That’s not the word I would choose.”

I rolled my eyes. Oh, yes, I was sooooo going to masturbate in her precious church. Just jam my hands in my panties and frig my pussy. I would be crying out to the Lord for once at church. Just crying out my rapture.

I smiled at that wicked thought.

We headed inside. Reverend Matthews was there to shake his parishioners’ hands, his wife at his side. She was the prim and proper church wife. Black hair perfectly coiffed, wearing a purple dress that fit as conservatively as everyone else. She had pink lipstick and a bright smile.

“Madaline,” she said. “How great to see you.” The reverend’s wife gave my mom a quick hug and an exchange of cheek kisses. “And there’s Sky. How are you doing, young lady.”

“Fine,” I said. I might flip my mom shit, but it was another thing to mess with the reverend’s wife when he was standing a foot away. The man was tall. What a pity. His wife was the sort of woman that needed to unwind.

God, it would be hot to find out she did MILF porn or something behind his back. With that smile…

My cunt clenched at the idea of seeing Mrs. Matthews getting taken hard by young, hung studs. She and three hot guys pounding her would be so fucking hot. My cunt clenched. My need to masturbate only swelled.

We headed inside, passing through the atrium into the worship hall. My mom chatted. I drifted over to Georgia Matthews, the reverend’s daughter. She was a shy thing, but she was okay to hang out with. We were the same age. I couldn’t talk about hot sex or porn or boys with her, but we could talk about clothes.

“Hey,” I said. “My mom is on my ass about my grades. Again.”

“Try studying,” Georgia said. She wore a light-blue dress, her lips the same shade of pink as her mother’s.

Mother and daughter porn…

God, my mind was filthy. I loved it.

“I can help you. Maybe after Sunday Evening Service, we can help get your grades up.”

“Maybe,” I said, shrugging. “Your place. I want to get away from my mom. She’s driving me nuts.”

“She just loves you,” Georgia said.

“Yeah, yeah,” I said, squirming. “She loves God more.”

“And?” Georgia glanced up to the crucifix that rose at the front of the church. “Shouldn’t we all love God?”

I rolled my eyes. Like there was actually some old fart up in the sky who sent his son down to earth. It was all about making you feel guilty so you donate to the church. A big scam that had been perpetuated for two thousand years.

But if I said that around anyone here, I would spend the next month being dragged to special bible studies where I’d be bored out of my mind. It was better to pretend. I couldn’t wait to get away from my mom.

Wouldn’t it be fun to fuck her? a naughty voice whispered in my mind. Imagine making your mom go from sucking god’s cock to yours.

The image of me with a fleshy dildo thrusting from my crotch popped into my imagination. Mom kneeling before me, staring at it with such lust. I shuddered, my cunt clenching. It was such a wicked idea.

Incest. That was naughty as fuck.

“What are you thinking?” Georgia asked. “You have a funny look on your face.”

“Just a way for me to get along with my mother,” I said.

“Oh, good.” She brightened up. “That’s important. Become closer to her than that friend of yours.”

“Natalie is awesome,” I said.

“She gave you a…” Georgia coached her voice down. “A dildo for your birthday.”

“Vibrator, actually,” I whispered. “And it’s amazing. Want to borrow it?”

Georgia gave me this scandalous look. Then she squeaked and headed off.

I shrugged. Her loss. She would love it. I knew it would make her explode. That would be worth seeing. Even worth using it on her. I could just pump it in and out of Georgia’s virgin pussy. That would take care of her little issue. Help her relax.

“What did you say to her?”

I tensed. “Nothing, Mom. She just had to go.”

“Uh-huh.” My mom grabbed my wrist and pulled me towards our seats. “Service is about to begin.”

“I’m not a child, Mom,” I muttered. “I’m nineteen.”

“When you show me an ounce of good judgment, then you won’t be a child. Until then…”

I sighed and rolled my eyes.

I sat down on the hard pew between her and the outside end. At least I was on the aisle. I hated being buried in the middle. The rest of the members of the church began taking their seats as Reverend Matthews headed upfront. He placed his hands on the pulpit and gazed out at us.

It started with the prayer. I groaned. This sucks, I thought in that mischievous voice. I’d rather be fucking his wife than listening to him pray. That image of me with the flesh dildo ramming it good and hard into Mrs. Matthews appeared in my mind complete with a camera to make it into some hot, MILF porn.

God, I loved my dirty mind.

Opening prayer turned to opening announcements. Then the church sang. We were a weird one, Church of Christ. We didn’t have instruments. Everyone sang a cappella. I didn’t get why we couldn’t have instruments. My friend Melissa went to a Baptist church that had electric guitars and a drum set. I mean, it was probably still lame, but at least I wouldn’t have to pretend to sing.

A couple of songs and then it was time for communion. The bread basket whiskered around and we “ate” the body of Christ. It was so morbid. Then came the grape juice (not wine) and that was the blood. Lastly, the collection basket. It had nothing to do with communion but everything to do with church. My mom gave me a twenty to drop in.

A few more songs were sung, my pussy growing so wet, and then came the sermon. Reverend Matthews stepped up. He took a moment to adjust himself and then he said, “Turn to First Peter, Chapter 3.”

Everyone did while I said, “I got to use the bathroom.”

My mom nodded absently. She already had her bible open and stared eagerly. She wouldn’t care how long I took. There were speakers in there so you could hear everything.

Yippee fucking do.

I headed down the aisle, my purse clutched in my hand. My phone was in there, all ready for me to be naughty. I passed Georgia who flashed me a smile. I winked at her and then I was out of the worship hall and crossing the atrium to the bathroom.

I pushed through the swinging door, passed the couch with a couple of religious magazines on it, and then the stalls. My reflection strode by in the mirror. When I caught a glimpse of the face, I just ignored it.

Masturbating is so much more important than worrying about that, my mischievous thought. Just rub one out. Cum during church service, naughty girl.

“The naughtiest,” I purred as I pulled closed the last stall door and locked it.

I didn’t just hike my skirt. Oh, no, I unzipped my dress and pulled it off with care, my blonde hair swaying. I carefully hung it from the hook on the back of the door. Then I undid my bra. I freed my small breasts. They were so perky and cute.

I pinched both my nipples and groaned. I sank down on the toilet seat and leaned back against the bowl. It smelled of pine and ammonia. I ignored the tinny voice of Reverend Matthews coming from the cheap speakers and thrust my thong to the side.

Holding my phone in my left hand, I rubbed at my cunt with the other. I was so wet and juicy. My tangy musk rose in the air, filling my nose. I shuddered and hit the link Natalie had sent me. My phone loaded up YouPorn and then the video appeared.

I hit play, my fingers sliding faster. “Mmm, be hot. Be nasty.”

I strummed my pussy lip as the vid launched right into the blonde, petite thing. Oh, god, she was like me. Cute, little titties, fresh face, and loving the sight of the three huge dicks thrusting out before her face. She grabbed two of them and sucked the third one into her mouth like the pro-whore she was.

I thrust three fingers into my cunt. That was how wet I was. I needed no warm-up. I just needed to cum fast and hard. The sloppy sounds of her blowjob echoed through the bathroom. She ripped her mouth off the dick she blew to spit on the other two. She rubbed her hands into her saliva, greasing them up.

“Yes, yes, you’re going to fuck me so hard, aren’t you, big boys?” she cooed. “Just going to plug all my holes with your big dicks.”

“Yes, plug those holes!” I moaned, thrusting my fingers in and out of my cunt hard and fast.

The porn star swallowed the first cock again and fisted the other two. She sucked with such wanton passion. I could hear how sloppy it was. Drool spilled over her chin and ran down her throat. I shuddered, my twat clenching on my three digits. Then one of the guys just lifted her up as he sank down onto his back. His thick cock twitched as it thrust up in the air. His big biceps bulged as he held her tiny body up. She grabbed his dick aiming it at her cunt.

I groaned as he impaled her down his cock in a single plunge. Her back arched from how amazing it was. I shuddered. My cunt clenched on my digits. I shuddered, my small titties quivered. My pussy cream dripped down to my taint.

“Come fuck me in the–” the girl was shouting when the image changed.

A busty, mischievous girl appeared on my screen. She had a naughty look on her cute face. She pursed her lips. Her boobs heaved as she groped them. I groaned, confused. Had I accidentally started a new video? She was cute and all, but I wanted to watch the other. My thumb moved to stop it.

“Don’t click away,” cooed the busty woman. She looked eighteen, but those tits were as big as my mother. “You’re going to watch what I have. Mmm, I got something big and thick for you to enjoy.”

I blinked. She hadn’t just talked to me, had she? Or was it just a way to keep people from looking away? Was I being trolled? Had my friend sent me something weird? Like the Rick Roll of porn vids?

“Mmm, you’re going to like this,” she said, the camera zooming out. She had bag-like wings clipped to her back, thrusting out from her in some naughty, demonette outfit. I grinned. Some naughty cosplay.

Why not?

“Yeah, you like my body, but look what I have thrusting from my pussy!” she moaned. “Bet you’ve never seen a futa-dick!”

The camera shot down to her crotch where she had a massive cock thrusting out from the folds of her pussy. I gasped at it, my fingers jamming deep into my cunt. She had a huge dick. One of the biggest I had ever seen. And no balls at all. I could clearly see the pink folds of her labia.

“That’s right,” cooed the cosplay girl. “I’m a futanari. That’s Japanese for hermaphrodite. But futa sounds sooooo much hotter, doesn’t it?”

“Shit,” I gasped. “It does.” This must be some Japanese fetish film. They liked the weirdest shit. But it was hot. “That’s some great CGI.”

“And that’s not CGI,” cooed the demon girl. “That’s a real clit-dick. Mmm, just a big cock capable of cumming. Do you want to see me cum?”

“Of course I do,” I moaned, so into this. It was hot.

No wonder my friend couldn’t finish the video without cumming. I plunged my fingers in and out of my cunt faster and faster. I reamed them, stretching out my naughty twat with my tight snatch. I would have such a huge eruption. I couldn’t wait. It would be magnificent.

“Yeah, you want to see me cum,” the demon-girl moaned. “You want to see my futa-dick spurting all that jizz. Ooh, and look at my pussy.”

A chair seemed to materialize out of nowhere. She sank down on it and threw her legs over the armrests. Her pussy lips parted, showing off her depths. She fisted her dick thrusting up from where her clit should be. Her other hand thrust into the folds of her cunt.

Three fingers, just like me.

“I’m so excited, I just need to jump straight to three,” she moaned. “You get it, don’t you?”

“Fuck, I might need four,” I whimpered, grinding the heel of my hand against my clit as I reamed my three digits in and out of my cunt.

This was so fucking hot. It was fantastic. I loved it. I groaned, my cunt clenching on my digits. The heat swept through me. It was such a delight to enjoy. I stared at the screen as she masturbated, thrusting my three fingers in and out of my juicy cunt.

My toes curled. My orgasm built so fast. Her hand pumped up and down her clit-dick. Such a blur. It was wild to watch. I whimpered, my small breasts jiggling. The toilet seat groaned beneath me as I squirmed around, the porcelain cold on my ass.

“Yes, yes, yes, you’re frigging that pussy so hard watching me, aren’t you?”

“Yes!” I moaned, loving the interaction. How she talked. Whoever made this knew just when to ask the questions.

“Of course you are!” purred the naughty demon girl. “You’re going to cum watching me stroke off. And boy I am going to cum! Just explode. I bet you wish I would cum on you?”

“I do!” I moaned.

“Bet you wish you had a big clit-dick of your own to fuck sexy mothers! Hot MILFs! Like your own mom!”

“Jesus, fuck, I wish that!” I moaned, frantic with need. My clit throbbed beneath the heel of my hand. Pleasure burst from it. “I want to fuck Mrs. Matthews and Natalie’s mom and my own mother with a big clit-dick!”

“Yes, yes, yes, just wish for it hard enough, and maybe you’ll get one, too!” moaned the demon girl. “Oh, yes, are you almost about to cum?”

“I so am!” I gasped.

“Good!” she squealed. “I want you to cum so hard. I want your pussy spasming around your fingers. I want you moaning out so loud. Let the world know that you’re getting sinful, and you don’t care who knows it!”

“Yes!” I howled and then burst with rapture.

My body quivered on the toilet. My cunt writhed around my digits. They spasmed and writhed around that big dick. The pleasure rushed through me. It was such a wicked bliss that swept through my body and drowned my mind in rapture. Sparks flared across my vision. I groaned, my body trembling through this wild bliss.

“Yes, yes, yes!” I moaned. “Oh, my god, that’s so good. That’s amazing. Oh, I love it. I love it so much. That’s so good!”

“Knowing you’re cumming makes me want to cum!” the demon girl purred. “Do you want to see my dick cum?”

“Yes!” I howled, my fingers still plunging in and out of my pussy. “I want to see that big futa-dick cum!”

“Of course you want to see it!”

The camera zoomed in onto the tip of her girl-cock. It was aimed right down on her. I could see her hand stroking up and down the shaft while the slit at the tip bubbled with precum. I held my phone right before my face. At the angle of the video and the position on my phone, it was like she were about to give me a facial.

I stared in hypnotic fascination at how sexy this was. That hand pumped up and down the shaft, stroking with such wild strokes. The precum leaked out more and more. I could see the texture. If this was CGI, it was flawless.

“Cum!” I gasped, another orgasm bursting through me. My clit throbbed beneath the heel of my hand.

“Yes!” the demon girl moaned. “Here it CUMS!”

Hot jizz spurted from her cock and flew out of my phone to splash across my face. I gasped at the feel of the spunk spilling over my features. My mouth dropped in shock. The next blast splashed right on my tongue, the salty flavor of girl-cum spilling over my lips.

I froze, my fingers buried deep in my still-writhing pussy. My clit throbbed against the heel of my hand. I trembled, the jizz running hot down my face. I shuddered, my small tits quivering as more and more cum spurted from her girl-cock and onto my face.

“Enjoy, Sky Marlow!” the demon-girl gasped. “Enjoy every bit of my cum. Ooh, and that clit-dick you wished for!”

My bud pushed up against my hand. I just shuddered there, feeling hot spunk spilling down my face. I lowered my phone, panting, shuddering. My orgasmic bliss melted over my mind while my clitoris…

Swelled against my hand.

I gasped, staring down at the growing shaft thrusting from the shaved folds of my pussy. My eyes bulged at the sight of it. My hand grasped it. I could feel the warmth of it. The dick throbbed in my grip as it expanded bigger than any guy I had been with.

“Holy fucking shit,” I groaned, spunk dripping from my chin and landing on my boob.

“Yep!” the demon-girl said on the phone. I glanced at the screen again. “You got yourself a big, throbbing, MILF-fucking, mommy-loving girl-dick! Enjoy! I’ll be in touch, fam!”

Then my phone screen went back to playing the porn of that girl.

I shuddered, not sure what the fuck just happened. I turned off my phone and shoved it onto the toilet paper dispenser. I stared down at my girl-dick. This big, throbbing cock was real. It thrust up from where my clitoris should be.

No, it was my clitoris.

I grabbed it and stroked up and down it. I gasped at the texture. The feel of this big dick throbbing in my hand. I groaned, my cunt clenching. The heat shot down to my snatch. I trembled and whimpered, squirming on the toilet.

When my stroking hand brushed the spongy crown, pleasure burst from it. I gasped at that. No wonder guys liked you to play with their tips. It felt like my clit but so much bigger. So much more surface area to touch and stimulate.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” I gasped. It was amazing. Delicious. Outstanding.

I grinned as I stroked up and down my girl-dick. My pussy clenched, the heat building and building. I stroked myself faster and faster. I could feel something building and building in my cunt. This… this pressure. It was deep inside like it had to escape.

“Can I cum?” I groaned to myself as I worked my hand up and down faster and faster. “Holy shit, can my dick cum?”

This was such a heady delight. I shuddered, pumping my hand faster and faster. I could feel that orgasm building in me fast. I had cum once already. After that, my climaxes could come fast on the heels of the first. And now I had this hand stroking myself. This new dick added to the mix.

It was intense. I gasped, feeling like I was a virgin boy about to pop off for the first time. My head arched back. The toilet seat rasped. My body blazed with delight. My feet kicked out, bumping the door. It rattled. Creaked.

“Yes, yes, yes!” I moaned, kicking the door again. It rattled harder. Then it popped open. “Oh, fuck!”

I was too close. I whimpered, my eyes squeezing shut. The door creaked on its hinges. Only that wasn’t my stall door that had moved. Someone entered. Heels clicked on the tiles. There were three other stalls they had to pass. They wouldn’t find me. My hand stroked to the tip of my cock, brushing the tip.

“Sky?” my mother called.

Oh, no.

I erupted.

My cum exploded from my cock just as my mother fully opened the door to the stall. I gasped as my cum shot out hard and powerful. That first one splashed right across her face. On her lips. She gasped in shock as my next one spurted cum onto her tits.

I soaked the front of her Sunday dress as my futa-dick kept spurting and spurting. My toes curled. I whimpered, legs spasming as my girl-cock unloaded over and over again. The pleasure surged through me. It melted my brain.

“Oh, my fucking god, yes!” I whimpered. “Mom! Mom! I have a cock!”

She stood there shocked as I kept spurting. Her legs quivered. She licked her lips and froze at brushing the cum on them. With a whimper, her legs collapsed. She stuck the tiles on her knees. Her boobs jiggled beneath her cum-soaked dress.

“Y-you got a p-penis, Sky,” she said.

“Naw,” I panted. “I got a cock, Mom.” I sucked in a deep breath, my body buzzing from the intensity of my orgasm. It had blasted out of my futa-dick and washed out of my cunt all at the same time. A confusing melange of sensations. “Your daughter’s got a big ol’ girl-cock. Suck it!”

I don’t know why I said that last part save for those depraved fantasies I had of my mother sucking a fleshy dildo. Only those weren’t a dildo in those fantasies. I had a cock in them. That naughty futa-demon had been messing with me.

Gifting you! the mischievous voice sang. You should be on your knees and kissing my cute tush in thanks.

Yeah, I should be, I thought back to her.

“Come on, Mom,” I said, waving my futa-dick before her. She still knelt there stunned, cum running down her chin. “Just lean in and suck my big, fat girl-dick. You like sucking god’s cock so much, now you can suck your daughter’s.”

I really, really didn’t think she would do it. I was just too horny to care about her being mad about what I was saying. She would ground me for masturbating in church. Take away my cell phone for a year. Why not have some fun while she was stunned.

“Mmm, you liked that cum,” I purred. “I know you did. Now just be a good mommy-slut and open wide.” I tilted the cock towards her lips, my dick throbbing in my hand. The scent of my salty jizz and tangy pussy cream filled the air. “Just do it, Mom!”

She let out a strangled groan, her eyes locked on my cock.

“Mooooooom!” I said in a sing-song voice. “You know you want to suck on my big, beautiful–”

The animalistic growl my mother made shocked the ever-living shit out of me. I squeaked as her head snapped forward. For a moment, I thought she meant to bite my new girl-dick off like it was some twisted way of cleansing me of possessing it.

But then her mouth latched onto it.

My eyes bulged as she sucked. My mother nursed on my new girl-dick. She sucked on it with hunger. With lust I didn’t know she possessed. My cunt clenched from the force of her sucking. I gasped, shuddering on the toilet seat.

I didn’t know what to do. What to say. My mother had her lips wrapped around my girl-cock and sucked like a fiend. She nursed on me with such passion. It was insane. Incredible. I couldn’t believe how much I loved it. I shuddered, my body shivering in delight. The pleasure rippled through me. It was so amazing.

“Yes, yes, yes!” I groaned as the shock wore off. “Oh, Mom, you do love sucking dick! Mmm, but that’s not god’s dick. Oh, no, that’s your daughter’s dick.”

She just groaned; her eyes squeezed shut as she nursed. Her hands grabbed my thighs, her white-painted nails biting into my flesh. I shuddered, savoring the pressure of her sucking. The frantic nature of it. I groaned and shuddered, my cunt on fire. I wiggled my hips and sucked in deep breaths. It was so wild. So wicked. Such a delicious treat to enjoy.

She bobbed her head. She slid her mouth over my cock. Depraved and forbidden pleasure shot down my cock. When she sucked while sliding her lips up it, my pussy clenched so hard. I gasped, my body bucking.

“Holy shit, Mom!” I whimpered. “Holy shit, you really know how to suck cock. Yes, yes, just like that!”

She nursed with such passion. She sucked on me with such hunger. I groaned, loving it. This was amazing. I savored every bit of her mouth nursing on me. My eyes rolled back in my head. I shuddered on the toilet seat.

I stared down at her and frowned. She still had her eyes closed. For a moment, the pleasure muted before she sucked again. Why did she have her eyes closed? Did she feel ashamed that she was blowing her daughter? Did she not want to look at me? Was she pretending it was someone else’s cock?

I couldn’t have that.

“Mommy,” I cooed, sliding my right hand through her hair. “Mommy, open your eyes. Mmm, stare at your baby girl.”

She shuddered. Her eyes opened. She stared at me with passion brimming in her depths. I shuddered. She whimpered, her gaze flicked down. Which meant she was staring at my pussy. She looked right at it.

“Do you like blowing your daughter’s big futa-dick?” I asked, stroking her hair. “Mmm, does it make you hot?”

She groaned around my cock. It didn’t sound sexy but full of shame.

“Oh, Mom, don’t be ashamed. Incest is awesome. And you’re such a good cock-sucker. You’re the best I’ve ever had.” I giggled. She was the only one I’d experienced, but she felt amazing. “Mmm, just keep sucking my dick. I’ll give you a mouthful of my cum.”

She squeezed her eyes shut but kept nursing. Her head stayed bobbing. Her lips worked up and down my shaft with such passion. It was intense. Enjoyable. I groaned, loving every moment of it. I squirmed on the seat, the toilet creaking beneath me.

My cunt clenched as I enjoyed this pleasure. It was intense and beautiful. A real treat to enjoy. I shuddered, my breasts rising and falling as I whimpered. My face scrunched up. She sucked with such hunger on me.

“Yes, yes, you want my cum,” I cooed. “Mommy wants my futa-cum! Such a naughty, naughty mommy. Sucking my big dick. Ooh, yes, yes, you’re going to get a big mouthful of my cum.”

I shuddered as she suckled with even more force. She did want my cum. As much as it shamed her, she hungered for it. This was so sexy. I gripped her blonde hair in both hands, my orgasm building and building in me.

My cunt clenched. My pussy blazed with the heat from my mother’s sucking. My cum dripped down her face as she blew me. Her blue eyes opened but wouldn’t look at me. She just stared at my pussy as she bobbed her head and worked her mouth up and down my clit-dick.

It was still amazing.

“Oh, damn, Mom!” I groaned, that pressure hitting a wild peak. I shuddered, my back arching against the toilet seat bowl. The porcelain rustled as I climbed towards the explosive release. “Here it comes! Your daughter’s cum!”

Mom sucked hard.

I erupted.

“Oh, God, yes!” I cried out.

My futa-cum pumped into my mother’s waiting mouth. The pleasure slammed through my body. This time, I was more ready for the intensity of it. I felt the pulses of pleasure shooting from my dick while the waves of ecstasy washed out of my convulsing cunt.

I bucked and moaned, trembling through the rapture. I shuddered, loving every moment of this bliss. My face scrunched up. I whimpered through my bliss, my mom gulping down my spunk. I could hear her swallowing it.

This was so hot. This was just the best fucking thing in the world.

“Mom!” I gasped and fired the last of my cum. “Holy shit, that was amazing!”

My head lolled back. I stared up at the ceiling, panting. My small breasts rose and fell. Mom slid her mouth off my cock, her lips slipping over my crown sending a last shudder through my body, legs spasming. Then she stood up.

“Oh, Lord,” she panted. “Oh, Lord, what did I just do. That… You… Sky! What is going on, Sky?”

“Fuck if I know.” I sucked in a deep breath. “Mmm, but that was so hot, Mom.”

“Hot!” Her voice had a shrill quality to it. “I just… And you… That was…”

“I know,” I purred and stood up. She had backed up to the sink, looking shocked. My cum had soaked her dress, leaving wet spots with silvery streaks in them. She had such big boobs. “You loved it. You guzzled down my cum.”

“I couldn’t help myself,” she moaned. “Why did I do that?”

“Because it was hot!” I shuddered and realized I was still hard. Still aching for more. And Mom… She was a MILF. A sexy, older woman I wanted to fuck. My dick pulsed and throbbed. “How wet are you, Mom?”

“What?” she gasped.

“Mmm, how wet is your naughty cunt?” I purred and sauntered forward. “Is it soaking your panties? I bet it is. Yeah, you’re just dripping wet, aren’t you?”

“Sky Marlow!” she gasped. “What a thing to say to your mother!”

“Don’t play that holier than though BS with me, Mom.” I grinned, shaking my dick at her. “You just sucked this off. And I bet you want more.”

“N-No!”

I pounced on her. I kissed her as I pushed her back against the counter. I tasted my own salty seed on her. The demon’s cum still clung to my own face, some of it dripping down and adding more delight to the fun. She groaned, shuddering.

I grabbed her skirt and hiked. She whimpered. My tongue penetrated her mouth. She pressed her hands on my shoulders and pushed. For a moment, she pushed hard, but I resisted. She whimpered, her fingernails clenching down on my shoulders. Then she relaxed.

“Mmm, that’s a good Mommy,” I cooed after breaking our kiss, shoving up her skirt. “You’re so wet for my daughter-cock, aren’t you?”

“W-what,” she whimpered, shaking her head. “I… Sky… This…”

“It’s okay,” I said, shoving her skirt up to expose her panties. They were a cream color and made of satin. She had a wet spot in the center. A dark, damp proof of her excitement. “I’m going to take care of that cunt. It’s what good daughters do.”

“Sky!” she gasped as I yanked the gusset of her panties to the side with my fingers. My knuckles slid across her bush and wet folds. I loved the sight of thick, blonde bush and cuntlips thrusting out into those curls. She looked just the way a MILF should be. “What are you doing?”

“Fucking you, Mom!” I grinned. “Mmm, I’ve wanted to fuck you over for so long and now…” I placed my girl-dick against her pussy. “I’m going to.”

“You can’t!” she whimpered as I pushed my cock into her folds. Her labia spread around my cock. She was so wet.

“Stop me, Mom,” I purred and thrust into her cunt.

She didn’t. Instead, her head arched back, pressing into the mirror. Her pussy engulfed my girl-dick to the hilt. I groaned at the silky, incestuous sheath of her cunt sliding around my cock. Her pussy gripped me. She was so tight. So amazing. I groaned as I bottomed out in her.

“Holy fucking shit!” I howled. “Mom, your cunt is so goddamn tight. Oh, yes, yes, this is amazing. This is so hot. I’m in my mom!”

“Sky!” she whimpered, clenching down on me.

I slid my arms around her waist, her dress rustling, and stared into her eyes. “You love this, don’t you, Mommy dearest,” I cooed. “You love your daughter’s big, throbbing girl-dick buried to the hilt in your naughty cunt.”

“I… I…” Her face twisted. “Oh, Lord, why? Why does this feel so good? Turn me on?”

I kissed my mother and fucked her.

It felt so incredible to be in her pussy. Just a wonderful bliss. Her cunt squeezed about me. I groaned, my tongue dancing with hers. Her cunt squeezed about me. This incestuous rush swelled through me as I pumped away at her cunt. I buried into her fast and deep. I slammed into her snatch, reveling in the bliss of being in my mother’s snatch.