Futa’s Wild Passion

Chapter Twenty: Futa’s Busty Teacher Joins the Fun

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2019

Note: Thanks to FallenAngelX00 for beta reading this!

It was the following Thursday after my date with Wendy. Things were going great. Ivana continued to treat my mother right. They could play their BDSM games at work, and I had shown up already for a surprise inspection.

Ivana was very eager to please me.

Wendy and I were still friends (and sex-friends) though we were officially broken up. She already had a date lined up this Friday with Victoria. Wendy hadn’t come out to her family as a lesbian yet, but baby steps. That was what was important.

The Saturday “tea” with Pita and her mother had been hot. Of course, it was an orgy of incest. Two sexy mothers, a pair of twins, my little sister Allie, naughty Pita, and my big futa-dick. We had a blast. It was definitely going to be a mainstay at the Riter household for the foreseeable future. We might even invite other mothers and their daughters.

I had one in mind right now. She walked beside me.

Mrs. Greene patted at her short, black hair as she strode down the hall with me, her heels clicking. She was a busty MILF, still lactating since she had her second child. A late one considering her first was eighteen. I had enjoyed a few romps with her this week, private study sessions.

“I still can’t believe there’s a secret lesbian club at the college,” the professor said. She then blushed as a group of students appeared around the corner, talking with eagerness as they headed to the cafeteria.

“Hey, Jenny,” a guy said, giving me a supportive smile. A lot of the guys were supportive of me because the girls were. I think they were all trying to get laid. I hoped they did. Sex was awesome.

“Hey,” I said back.

“Stay strong!” he said, raising his fist.

I tried not to burst into laughter as I raised up my own fist and said, “Rock on!”

Rock on? Well, what was I supposed to say to that? I was proud of who I was. I didn’t have any reason to be weak or timid. My futa-cock was amazing. The girls loved it. My little sister loved it, and that was the most important thing of all.

Once they were out of earshot, I said to Mrs. Greene, “You’re going to love the meeting. Hot professors and nubile schoolgirls. What’s not to love about it?”

“Still,” she said. “Dean Washington arranged this? We could all lose our jobs.”

“None of the girls are going to talk,” I said. “They all love it. Trust me. It’s already started, and you’re going to have a blast. So, don’t think about your hubby and just enjoy yourself. I know you like eating my pussy.”

Mrs. Greene blushed. That had been a first for her, devouring my twat, but she’d loved it.

We reached the administration office. The college’s secretary desk had an “Out for Lunch” sign on it. She was enjoying fish tacos today. The secretary was one of the members along with Coach Clarkson and a few professors I didn’t have. There were plenty of girls in it, including a few new ones I’d recruited for today’s meeting.

“You ready,” I said as we headed down the hall. “They’re in the conference room.” With my new additions, there just wasn’t room in Dean Washington’s office any longer. We passed the provost’s office and then one marked, “Conference Room.”

The sounds of lesbian passion bled through the door. Mrs. Greene shivered then she gasped as I pulled off my t-shirt and then reached behind me to unhook my bra. I dropped both to the floor without a concern. She bit her lip then attacked the buttons of her blouse.

“That’s the spirit,” I cooed, my futa-dick on fire. I wanted to slide it into some hot and juicy pussy. It would be so incredible to do that. My hips wiggled back and forth, my shaft throbbing in my panties.

I dropped my skirt. I wore a pair of cheekies that hugged the top half of my rump and left the bottom bare, my cock tucked into the expanded space in the front. Designed for transwomen, they were perfect for girls suffering from the super-rare Futanari Syndrome.

I shoved down my panties next, my round breasts swaying before me. My red hair tumbled passed my cheeks. My cock popped out. Mrs. Greene groaned at the sight of it. Women just loved my dick. They could never get enough of my throbbing passion. The moment they learned I was a futa, it seemed to short-circuit their brains.

“Come on, hurry up,” I said, the moans through the door sounding so exciting. “Get naked so we can get in there.”

“You sound like your little sister,” Mrs. Greene moaned. “I’ve had her romping through my house enough times.”

I smiled. Allie was good friends with Kathy, Mrs. Greene’s slutty daughter. Since Kathy now knew about the incest, she and Allie had become sex-friends, too. We’d had a threesome after college on Tuesday, and I knew this weekend Kathy planned on seducing her father.

She was dying to get her whole family involved in the fun.

Finally, Mrs. Greene stood naked, her large breasts quivering. She had dew gleaming on her thick, black bush. I smiled at the professor and took her hand. She had such a pale face, but I knew she would love this.

I opened the door onto the lesbian orgy.

I smiled at what I saw. Wendy was having her tits getting sucked on by Pita and Briana, another one of my friends who’d been in the Lesbian Club before me, while Victoria had her face planted in Wendy’s pussy, licking the blonde with eagerness. Besides them, my twin sisters each fucked each other with a double-headed dildo while they ate out a different professor’s pussy.

Dean Washington lounged on a chair, the cheerleader, Heather, between her thighs and licking away with hunger. Coach Clarkson drove a dildo into Mrs. Johnson’s twat, fucking the married professor hard from behind while she had her face planted in Shannon’s twat. She was a senior girl whom I didn’t know that well. She also shuddered in delight.

And right before us sat my lover and little sister. Allie had her legs spread wide, her strawberry-blonde curls spilling about her face. In between her thighs and eating her pussy was Kathy Greene. Her black hair spilled over my sister’s thighs, hiding the licking delight, but the pleasure on Allie’s face was unmistakable.

“Mrs. Greene!” gasped Allie as I closed the door. “Oh, Mrs. Greene, I’m going to cum on your daughter’s mouth!”

“Y-your sister is here,” gasped Mrs. Greene.

I grabbed her plump rump. “Mmm, all my sisters are here. We love fucking each other and other women.”

“Yes, yes, yes,” Allie moaned. “Ooh, your daughter’s got her tongue so deep in my cunny, Mrs. Greene! She’s so good at licking pussy! I’m going to cum.”

“M-my daughter!” Mrs. Greene stared down at the naked rump of her slutty daughter wiggling back and forth. Kathy had a great tush and a tight slit with no hair between her thighs. She shaved her snatch, of course.

“Hey, Mom!” Kathy moaned. “Just a sec. Allie’s about to cum!”

“Yes!” my little sister gasped. Then her strawberry-blonde hair danced around her head. Her little titties jiggled. She gasped and moaned, her blue eyes wide with delight. They gleamed with such passion as she trembled through her orgasmic bliss. “Your daughter is such a great pussy licker, Mrs. Greene! I hope you’re proud of her!”

“Um, well, I guess,” the MILF said, dazed by what she found here.

Allie shuddered for one more moment, then my sister-lover bounded to her feet and lunged at Mrs. Greene. She grabbed her hand and pulled the MILF down to the floor. Kathy whirled around, her black hair flying. A mischievous face smeared in pussy cream appeared.

“Mom!” she gushed and darted to join my sister.

The two pulled down the sexy professor like a pair of hungry wolves. Mrs. Greene stretched out on her back as the pair knelt beside her and went straight for her lactating breasts. Allie cupped Mrs. Greene’s right boob in both hands and squeezed, her mouth open.

A jet of white milk fired up and splashed into her open mouth.

“Mmm, I’ve wanted to do this for so long, Mom!” groaned Kathy. Then her head darted down and she latched onto her mother’s left nipple. She sucked hard.

Mrs. Greene’s moans joined the other women gasping, panting, and moaning in bliss. The professor had her first taste of incest, and it was such a beautiful sight to see. I definitely knew Kathy would succeed in seducing her father this weekend.

Mommy dearest would help her.

I fell to my knees between the MILF’s spread thighs, eager to slide into her married pussy and plunge my cock to the hilt in her. The two eighteen-year-old cuties had their rumps all but pointed at me as they nursed, wiggling them while I pressed my futa-dick into Mrs. Greene’s drenched bush.

“Oh, my god,” the woman gasped. “My daughter’s nursing at my nipple. And your sister…” Allie latched on and suckled. “Jenny! What have you done to my daughter?”

“Oh, she was a whore who wanted to do this to you before I came along,” I said. “You should hear the things she’s done.”

Allie giggled around the MILF-professor’s nipple.

My cock found the wet and juicy entrance to Mrs. Greene’s snatch. I pressed in slowly, watching as her thick lips, half-hidden by her black curls, spread to engulf my cock. Such silky delight spread over the crown of my dick. I groaned, my own twat clenching from the stimulation racing up my futa-shaft.

It was amazing.

I shuddered and panted, my breasts rising and falling as I went deeper and deeper into the married woman. I reached and reached to the depths of her married sheath. I savored the delight of her engulfing me. Her snatch squeezed tight, the pleasure rippling up my cock. It felt incredible.

I bucked on my back. I squirmed, my snatch drinking in the wonderful delight flooding up my cock as I bottomed out in her. Then I drew back my dick, sliding my shaft through her. She gasped, trembling as my sister and her daughter nursed from her bountiful breasts.

“You like your daughter’s mouth on your breast, don’t you?” I cooed, placing a hand on each of the freshman girls’ rumps.

“I… I do,” Mrs. Greene groaned. “It feels so much wickeder than when she did it as a baby.”

“Well, she’s such a cute and sexy thing now,” I said, my fingers caressing over both girls’ peachy rumps. I went down and down, following the cracks of their ass.

“Yes, she is,” Mrs.