Futa Naked In School 10 – Loving Her Futa Girlfriend 1: Salome’s Futa Temptation

Futa Naked In School – Loving Her Futa Girlfriend

Chapter One: Salome’s Futa Temptation

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2019

Salome Cardozo’s Week, Monday

“It’s this Friday,” said my futa-girlfriend as we walked up the path towards the entrance of the school. “I can’t wait.”

I blushed, my stomach roiling with guilt from the slick feel of my asshole. “Yeah. It’ll be an amazing night. You should see my dress.”

Paloma smiled at me, her black hair gathered in a pair of matching pigtails to mine. We’d been styling our hair the same since grade school. We’d always been close. None of our families were surprised when we started dating at twelve. Now we were just past our nineteenth birthdays. It was time. I was ready.

This Friday, after the college’s Spring Fling dance. It was the biggest dance of the year. I was so excited for it. I wanted to give Paloma my virginity on this special night before something terrible happened.

Before I made a huge mistake. Bigger than the one I already had.

“You’ll be breathtaking, mi sirenita,” Paloma said, calling me her little mermaid. It always made me shiver. Ariel was my favorite Disney heroine, and Paloma was my Princess Erica. I would sing so beautifully for her when we finally made love.

I was still a virgin. I was. No matter what.

Her virgin.

“Things will have only truly changed when the college abolishes the rule forbidding staff and students from having sex,” Lola declared. She stood naked on her soapbox before the school, a sash draped between her round breasts that proclaimed her the President of the Perverts Society. She had her futa-girlfriend, Teal, on her left and her girlfriend, Marcie, on her right. The rest of the Perverts Society was around them.

They had changed the last two weeks since the A/V club filmed their orgy. That had been an arousing day. It was hard not to surrender my virginity to Paloma right then and there, to give myself to my tan-skinned futa-girlfriend and not wait until the magical night after the dance. I reminded myself that my parents were clearing out of the house to give us privacy. My bedroom would be decorated with pink roses. It would be perfect.

“We have to demand that they let us love and fuck whom we want!” continued Lola Lovell, her blonde hair swaying about her face.

The rebranded Purity Society had changed a lot. Elizabeth Carter had a cock ring that her girlfriend played with idly. They were all naked. Kylie Silvers had her nipples pierced while her new girlfriend, Jamie Kelly, had a gold ring piercing her clit. Britney Hollows had a tattoo now, still looking a little red from behind inked onto her pubic mound. It read “Cocks Wanted” and pointed at her cunt.

She was a huge slut now.

Paloma shook her head. “I still can’t believe it, and we were there.”

“I know,” I said. Movement to the right drew my attention. “You go on ahead. I’ll see you in the assembly.” It was Monday Morning. The Program had to choose its newest members.

“Say hi to Claire,” she said. “Maybe one day I could come and pray with you.”

My cheeks burned. “It’s something we just do,” I lied. “You know that.” It was the truth. Mostly. We used to do it. Now she covered for me. She understood. “I’ll see you inside.”

Paloma gave me a kiss on the lips that only made my heart break more even as that hot itch formed in my pussy. I was anticipating what was about to happen. I didn’t use to. I used to just endure it, but every day it felt better and better.

After months, I craved it. What was wrong with me?

I drew up my guilt. I was doing this for love. For Paloma. I just hoped she never found out.

I watched my futa-girlfriend heading inside with the other students before turning around and heading down the school building. There was this little alcove on the way to the side entrance to the auditorium. Most people didn’t pass this way. I remember the opening night of the Romea and Juliet play when I thought we would get caught back there.

Luckily, Xochitl and Isidora were too focused on each other to recognize us in the shadows.

My heart tightened. My slick asshole tingled. My skirt swished around me while my pigtails brushed my shoulders. I wore a scoop neck blouse and a skirt that fell to my mid-thigh. Skirts made this easier.

I reached the alcove and the person I hated most waited for me, her futa-dick already out. Thick and ebony. She stroked it as she grinned. “Salome, Salome, mmm, you always brighten up my week with that furious look on your face.”

“Let’s just get this over with, Shelena,” I hissed, wanting to hide my eagerness for the orgasm that would come.

I hated her and desired her all at the same time. It was so messed up. I loved Paloma, I did. I only did this with Shelena to stop the bullying. The strutting futa-quarterback had zeroed in on Paloma at the start of the school year, insulting her, picking on her. She stole her panties while she was showering after PE. She’d “accidentally” trip her carrying her lunch tray through the cafeteria.

Then one day, she offered me a way to make it stop. If Shelena could fuck me up the ass before classes every day, no more. Paloma would be free from all the bullying. Other members of the football team had joined in.

They were all disgusting.

I agreed to the terms. It was only anal, not real sex. I didn’t think I would enjoy it, just endure it for the futa I loved.

Slowly, week after week, my asshole grew used to it. Accustomed to it. Then, before Winter break, I had my first orgasm. Shelena knew. She whispered in my ear, “One day you’ll be begging me to take your virginity.”

The gift I wanted to save until I married my Paloma. It was why the Spring Fling had to be the perfect night because…

I was afraid I would succumb.

“The assembly will start soon,” I hissed, hiding how much I wanted this. I leaned against the wall, the position that I loved. She would fuck me so hard from behind. She would ram that big dick into my asshole over and over.

“Those are new panties,” said Shelena. She stroked along the lacy edge, caressing my butt-cheek. “Did you wear those for me.”

“Of course not,” I hissed. “I bought some new panties with my birthday money.”

“Right,” she said. “Just a nice pair that cups your ass so perfectly. Mmm, you Latin girls have the best asses.”

She squeezed me, and I shuddered, liking the touch too much. “Fuck me. We don’t have time for you to be a bitch.”

She laughed. “The mouth you got on you now. You were so scared the first time.” She hooked my panties. “Mmm, I wouldn’t want you to be late. I would hate for our fun to stop.”

She knew it would if word ever got out about us. I had heard rumors that she was ass-fucking a freshman, but no one had linked that freshman to me. Why would they? Everyone knew I loved Paloma and we were saving ourselves.

I shuddered as Shelena drew down my panties, She rolled them over my rump, exposing it to her hungry gaze. I shuddered, my pussy wet, soaking my bush. I bit my lip as she went to tug my panties lower.

I grabbed their waistband at my right hip, stopping her. “You know the rules. Just enough to fuck my asshole. No lower.”

“I always keep my word,” Shelena promised. “It’s why you’re going to be cumming on my cock hard today. And by the end of the year, you’ll be begging me to take your virginity.”

“I’m giving it to Paloma after Friday’s dance,” I hissed.

“Oh, really,” she asked, pressing her ebony futa-cock between my butt-cheeks. I shuddered as she moved it lower and found my lubed asshole. “You want me to fuck your cunt. I mean, you’re pre-lubed.”

“Just to get it over faster,” I answered.

I gasped as she rammed to the hilt in me. My asshole was so used to her big, Black futa-dick. I groaned, my back arching as her large breasts rubbed into my back through our tops. She hugged me, her hands sliding up and down my stomach while my bowels squeezed around her shaft.

“You’ll be disappointed by her little cock,” she purred. “You’ll be begging for my dick. I know you will. You got a backbone. It’s what I love about you.”

“You don’t love any girl you fuck,” I moaned as her cock drew back.

“I love you.”

I shuddered, my asshole squeezing around her. I bit my lip at the husky promise in her sultry voice. She slammed into me, her large breasts rubbing into me as she plunged my asshole, my bowels squeezing about her, my moans echoing throughout the little alcove.

Loved me…

I shook my head, my cheeks burning as she thrust harder and faster. She pumped away at my bowels. The stimulation melted down to my virgin pussy. My juices flowed, my depths aching and aching to be penetrated.

By Shelena.

I groaned, fighting against that impulse, clenching my bowels down on her futa-dick. She panted, thrusting harder. Her hands slid up, cupping my breasts through my blouse and bra. That violated another rule, but I was feeling too good to care. She squeezed my small breasts, stimulating the fat nipples I had.

“Yeah, you want it,” she moaned. “You could be my girlfriend. I could love you. Just give me that cherry.”

“No,” I whimpered, my bowels squeezing around her cock. My pussy aching, dying to be fucked. “I love her.”

“Love me!” she panted, her shaved pussy lips smacking into my butt-cheeks. Her fingers pinched my fat nipples through my bra and blouse.

The pleasure shot down to my cunt, joining the burning delight melting from my asshole. My hips swiveled, stirring her around inside of me. My orgasm built faster and faster. That wonderful passion that would explode through me.

I would detonate so hard. I would explode. It would be majestic. I whimpered, the heat swelling, my cunt growing hotter and hotter. Her big futa-dick hammered my bowels. My virgin twat loved it. My orgasm trembled already.

I would cum so hard on her dick.

She nuzzled into my ear, her big boobs pressing into my back. “You want me, Salome. Just admit it. You love it when my futa-dick fucks your asshole.