Futa Naked In School 10 – Loving Her Futa Girlfriend 2: Salome’s Futa Passions Exposed

Futa Naked In School – Loving Her Futa Girlfriend

Chapter Two: Salome’s Futa Passions Exposed

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2019

Salome Cardozo’s Week, Tuesday

I knelt trembling bent over the cafeteria table, my body aching for this delight. For Shelena’s futa-cock to ram into my asshole and satiate that lust that had been plaguing me all day. I knew it was wrong. I stared into my futa-girlfriend’s eyes, wanting to deny my lusts for another.

But I was so horny.

Going naked all day.

Touched. Caressed. Teased. Futas had rubbed my nipples and fingering my twat. Now the futa who’d fucked me up the ass every day before classes began since last fall had her cock poised to do the same right now before everyone. My body craved it. I wanted it.

And I if I didn’t do it, she would bully my Paloma again. It would start up. The football team would join her. I hated her as much as I craved that big, thick, Black futa-dick fucking my tight asshole. I would cum so hard on her girth.

“I’m sorry!” I moaned to my futa-girlfriend. “I’ve been doing this for you. I’ve been paying for your protection from being bullied with anal sex.”

A ripple ran through the crowd. A buzzing murmur.

“That’s how much I love you,” I moaned. “And if I don’t… Right now…” I knew these words were pathetic lies to justify my lusts. I just wanted to be fucked in the asshole and damn the consequences. I hated my body so much right now. I couldn’t fight my lusts.

I was addicted to Shelena’s cock.

“Shelena, fuck my asshole and leave my futa-girlfriend alone!” I howled for the entire cafeteria to hear.

“Salome,” I just heard Paloma say as she watched me, her hands clasped before her. This moment seemed frozen. I drank in the look of her. She was Hispanic, like me, her black hair gathered in identical pigtails to my own. They fell down to the shoulders of her tank top. She wore a skirt that rustled about her thighs. We both had small breasts, could even share bras if we wanted to. She was so beautiful.

I wished I had never agreed to the deal with Shelena, and yet… I was glad I had spared Paloma pain for all these months until now.

Time seemed to lurch again as Shelena roared her triumph as she thrust hard into my bowels. Her lubed futa-dick parted my asshole with ease. She had trained me for months and months. My body had grown accustomed to this daily delight. I groaned and wrenched my gaze from my futa-girlfriend.

I didn’t want to look at Paloma as I became an anal slut for Shelena.

“She loves my futa-cock so much!” Shelena moaned, reveling the truth as she buried in me. “She’s going to cum so hard on my dick.”

The murmuring rippled around us. Everyone was watching. A large crowd grew as my pigtails swayed around my face. Shelena drew back and then slammed into me. I gasped, the pleasure burning so hot through my body.

I wanted to get this bliss from Paloma earlier, but her fingers just weren’t Shelena’s huge cock. The Black futa moaned as she slammed into me hard. Her crotch smacked into my rump. My virgin pussy clenched, drinking in the heat flowing down from my bowels.

“She loves it so much!” groaned Shelena. “Listen to her gasp and moan as I fuck her. Hear her pleasure. She’s my anal slut! I love this girl so much!”

I squeezed my bowels down around her big girth, moaning just like she said. I couldn’t help it. My body was a slave to her big, Black clit-dick. My hips wiggled, stirring my bowels around her cock just the way I licked it. My pussy juices soaked my bush. They dribbled down my thighs as she hammered me.

“Yes, yes, Salome! Tell everyone how much you love my dick!” She thrust hard into me, her hands stroking my back and sides, teasing me. “Don’t be shy. No more hiding it. No more secret meeting before classes. You can be open about your feelings. Let your futa-girlfriend know who makes you wet.”

“I… I do love being fucked up the asshole!” I panted. “Not at first with you, but after a while… I can’t help it. Oh, yes, yes! I’m going to cum on this dick. Don’t look at me, Paloma! I’m so sorry!”

“Don’t be!” Shelena groaned. “You’re in the Program. Be free with your desires. Don’t let anyone, not even your futa-girlfriend, stop you from being with the cock you love. From the futa you crave.”

I shuddered at her words. The murmuring around us grew. I couldn’t understand the words. Everyone must think I was a complete slut. I whimpered, my shame only making this feel better. It was like I was punishing myself with pleasure.

Showing everyone that I was a complete, hypocritical whore.

I rocked back into her thrusts. Her cock rammed hard and deep into me. She filled me again and again. My bowels clenched on her dick, worshiping it with every hard thrust. The pleasure built and built in my cunt.

I was going to cum hard.

“Oh, yes, fuck me!” I moaned in burning shame. “Fuck my ass! I love it! I want to cum on your dick, Shelena! I’ve needed it all day!”

“Salome…”

Paloma still watched. How could she? Didn’t she see how terrible I was? I couldn’t look at her as I took that big dick in my asshole. I rocked back into Shelena’s thrusts. My breasts jiggled beneath me. Flesh slapped flesh. It echoed through the room. That naughty sound spilled around me. I loved it. My cunt clenched, my pussy on fire from the futa’s hard strokes.

Juices spilled down my thighs in thicker rivulets. I came closer and closer to that climax. I threw back my head, not focusing on anyone. They were all a sea of faces watching Shelena use me. I gasped and moaned, squeezing my bowels down around her cock.

“You want my cum flooding your asshole,” the Black futa growled. Her hands grabbed my pigtails, pulling hard on them.

“Yes!” I moaned, rocking back into her. “Fire all that jizz in me! I need it, Shelena. I’m such an anal whore! I crave it all the time these days. It’s all I can think about! You made me into this with that cock.”

“Damn straight,” Shelena moaned. “You’re going to be mine now, aren’t you? Going to give me that cherry pussy.”

Her hand shoved down from my hair to slid across my body. In a second, she was between my thighs, her delicate fingers rubbing at my pussy. I gasped as she stroked me. This wave of heat washed through my body as she caressed up and down my body.

“You’re going to give me this hot, little pussy, aren’t you?” Shelena moaned. “I love you so much. You’re going to be mine!”

I exploded.

Her fingers on my clit sent me over the edge. I gasped and shuddered, my asshole writhing about her cock. She slammed into my anal depths and groaned. The rush of pleasure shot through me as she fired her cum into my bowels.

“Yes!” Shelena howled in triumph, the futa’s voice sounding so delicious. “Oh, you sexy girl. You’re making my pussy spasm so hard as I flood your asshole. Love you, Salome!”

My bowels milked her cock. My juices soaked her fingers. Deep in my virgin twat, my pussy convulsed. Waves rippled through me. Stars twinkled before my eyes. I groaned and gasped the pleasure burned through my nerves and set my mind on fire.

“You’re mine!” gasped Shelena.

“I’m not!” I howled. “You’re done cumming in me! Get out of my asshole! I paid for the damned day!”

Shelena gasped, “What? Oh, no, you’re going to get my dick rammed up your cunt!”

I launched my hands across the table and grabbed the other side. I pulled myself forward, ripping my asshole off her cock. Her cum rippled around inside of me. I slid to the edge, the crowd by there parting for me as Shelena shouted behind me.

“Get back here!” Shelena gasped. “I deserve that fucking cherry! I’ve been working hard to get it. You fucking bring that cunt back here and let me fuck it.”

My bare feet hit the ground and ran, tears streaming down my face. I had satiated my lust, climaxed so hard, and hated every moment of it. I destroyed everything with Paloma. My pace quickened, my legs stretching out into a full sprint. Everyone parted before me, letting me pass.

No one tried to stop me as Shelena screeched like a harpy behind me.

I burst through the double doors and darted into the empty hallways. Tears blurred my vision as they spilled down my face. I did it for love, but I knew it was wrong. I always did. Maybe it would have been better if I just told Paloma from the beginning. Let it be her decision.

She would have endured the bullying.

Paloma was a better person than I was.

It grew hard to run while I was sobbing. My feet stumbled. I kept going. I had to get far away. Through my blurry vision, I spotted sunlight blazing through the windows set in the door ahead. A side exit. I hit the open bar across it, thrusting the door before me and spilled out into the warm, spring day. I darted right.

Found the alcove.

I headed into the place where I had ruined everything. I fell to my knees in the private spot, pressed my face into the grass, and sobbed. My grief echoed through the small area. It rippled around me as my entire body shook.

I hated Shelena so much. She would never get my cherry. She could fuck my asshole all she wanted, but I would never let her slid into my pussy. I hated her. Despised her. All that about love was just to get me to relax so she could fuck me.

I knew it.

This all was just a sick game to her.

“She’s a cunt, isn’t she?” a familiar voice said behind me.

I stiffened.

“When I found out she was using you, I didn’t know what to do. What to say. I was shocked, of course, and aroused. That confused me even more. It made me hard, Salome, knowing Shelena was fucking you up the ass morning after morning. Always smirking around me, hinting that she was doing something naughty with you.”

I was too afraid to look behind me.

“It didn’t take much to figure out why you were doing it. I’d only managed to overhear a few times, and I could tell that though she made you cum, you wouldn’t let her do more.