The Futa Fairy – Futa Fairies’ Naughty Game
Chapter Four: Becca & Kimmie’s Bondage Fun
By mypenname3000
Copyright 2017

Becca Brittany

My heart hammered in fear while pleasure still buzzed from my body. My cock dripped with the last drops of cum, drenched in the pussy juices of Dryad. But that damned fey had melted into her tree after her tree grabbed my arms. She left me bound, vulnerable.

And one of Summer’s futas had found me.

Kimmie, a youthful beauty with brown hair framing a round face, stood before me. Her youthful breasts were firm and perky, her futa-dick nudging my slick shaft. She had such a naughty look on her eyes as she caressed my face.

“Ooh, yes, I am such a fan of the futa-reporter,” Kimmie breathed.

“Please,” I whimpered as she grabbed her girl-dick and slid its tip down my wet shaft to nudge at the folds of my pussy. It shocked me how nice that felt. Despite the threat it represented—if she came in me, I would be out of the game and Winter would be down a futa—my snatch drank in the sensation, wanting to be filled by her clit-dick. “You don’t have to do this.”

“Do what?” the girl asked. She looked to be my daughter’s age, eighteen or nineteen. “Fuck your cunt?”

I whimpered as her dick pushed into my snatch. My big breasts jiggled before me, my blonde hair sweeping about my shoulders and face. My silky sheath drank in the delight of her cock sliding half-way into my depths. My own futa-dick rubbed into her belly, my tip throbbing, drinking in the sensations.

Such joy burned in her brown eyes. She could tell how much I loved being filled by her. I shuddered, my arms pulling at the branches holding me tight, binding me in place. The tree rustled, almost like a giggling laugh.

Fucking Dryad!

“Ooh, yes, you want to feel my big, throbbing futa-dick in your hot snatch, don’t you, Becca Brittany?”

“Yes!” I snarled, hating to admit it. “Just fuck me! Make me cum and get this over with.”

“But where’s the fun in that?” she asked, pulling her dick out of my snatch. She looked around. “I wished we had more of an audience. It would be so hot to have this filmed, broadcast on live TV. Imagine all those women cheering me own, enthralled by my naughty antics.”

I groaned, my dick quivering, my pussy clenching, missing her dick. I wanted that, too. I loved being filmed. It was so hot when my daughter sucked my girl-cock on live TV. Or when I fucked another woman while the cameras rolled, pumping my cum into ass, cunt, or mouth.

“Just fuck me!” I moaned, pulling harder on the branches. I wanted to escape. But the helplessness made my pussy so wet. Juices trickled out of my snatch. I couldn’t believe it. What was wrong with me? But Kimmie was so cute. If I was going to lose, at least I would explode on her dick. “What are you waiting on?”

“This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for me,” she purred. “I have the Becca Brittany at my mercy. Every girl at my college wants to suck your futa-dick.” Her hand grasped my shaft, stroking up and down it. “I can’t pass up the opportunity.”

A sudden hope blossomed in my mind. Maybe she didn’t understand how this worked. Maybe she just thought she had to make me cum. But if my girl-jizz spurted into her mouth, she’d be vanquished. I’d win one for Winter and bring us one step closer to keeping our futa-dicks.

“Yes, yes, do it!” I purred. “I love having my fans fluff my dick. I bet you’re just as good as my daughter.”

“Mmm, let’s find out.” She fell to her knees, breasts and cock bouncing before her. She licked her pink lips hovering right before my girl-cock.

She kissed the tip, not sucking on it at first, but moving her lips about it, moaning. Then her tongue brushed the crown, gathering my precum leaking out. I shuddered as, slowly, her lips spread over the tip, her mouth enveloping my cock.

I groaned, feet shifting on the dried leaves, the tree rustling above. I felt Dryad’s eyes on me, watching us from inside her oak tree. As the wind blew through the branches above, they sounded like they were sighing.

Making the same noises I did.

Kimmie’s hot mouth sucked on my dick. My big tits bounced before me as I whimpered. My pussy clenched, more of my juices running down my thighs. Her tongue danced about my cock, shooting pleasure to my pussy. I didn’t fight it. I embraced the rapture.

“Oh, Kimmie, yes, fluff my big futa-dick,” I purred. “Mmm, you are just as good as my daughter.”

That wasn’t a lie. She sucked as good as my nineteen-year-old daughter Jenna. She had the same passion, that same desire to drink my futa-cum. I shuddered, beaming at the stupid futa-slut worshiping my dick. I would fill her mouth with all my jizz.

And win.

“Yes, yes, suck my cock,” I groaned, shifting my hips, my breasts bouncing. “Ooh, you’re so good at it. Start bobbing your mouth, too. Oh, yes, just like that. I love that. And…fuck yes! You’re so good. Damn, Kimmie! Just the best!”

Kimmie stared up at me, her brown eyes glossy with lust. She bobbed her mouth, sucking and slurping. Saliva ran down her chin as she worshiped me, her brown hair dancing about her shoulders. She stroked my thighs. Her fingers climbed higher and higher, tingles racing ahead of them to my snatch. Her digits reached the shaved folds of my pussy, stroking my juicy labia.

She thrust three fingers into me.

“Fuck, yes!” I howled, bucking in the branches embrace. My big tits heaved before me, slapping together. “Oh, Kimmie, that’s it! Such a good cock-sucker!”

She moaned her delight, loving my praise. She pumped her fingers faster and faster in my snatch, stirring up my pussy. My cunt clenched down on her, the delight racing to the tip of my futa-dick buried in her mouth. My toes curled into the leaves, the pleasure rippling through my body.

She wiggled them in me, every thrust of her digits bringing me closer and closer to cumming. My dick throbbed in her mouth. I whimpered as she swirled her tongue around my spongy crown. My tip drank in such sweet delight, the pleasure racing through my body.

I swayed, half-supported by the branches binding my wrist together. My knees grew weaker as the pleasure built and built in the depths of my cunt. My eyes rolled back into my head, stars dancing in my eyes.

I was so close.

But I didn’t say it. No, no, I didn’t want to spook her.

“Such a good cock-sucker,” I whimpered. “Oh, Kimmie, yes.”

She sucked harder, pumping her fingers in and out of my pussy. She stirred my cunt to a hot froth. Her left hand grabbed the base of my girl-cock, stroking it. New delight rippled down my shaft and into my pussy. My ovaries boiled.

My face tensed as my orgasm swelled. I stared down at her as she looked up. Such hungry eagerness flashed in her eyes. She craved my futa-cum spilling into her mouth. She wanted to please the famous Becca Brittany.

“Yes!” I gasped, my ovaries tightening. I trembled, on the verge of my orgasm. I needed only a little more. A few more sucks, a few more pumps of her fingers, then I would have her.

I would fill her mouth with my futa-cum and defeat her!

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Keily Reddings

I left behind the statues made of ice, situated on rolling, snow-covered hills. Each statue was more beautiful than the last, capturing women in all manner of poses, some sleeping, some thrashing in orgasmic delight, others posing to show off their naked body. Each was sculpted to translucent beauty, capturing such minute details from individual pubic hairs to fine eyelashes.

It was almost like they were real and turned into ice.

I shuddered at the thought. So it was such a relief to leave them behind and enter the Land of Transition. I stared down the valley at the river dividing it. On my side was autumn, the grasses dull and withered, on the other side was spring, everything so vibrant and green. Even the ponds, dotting both sides, appeared cleaner and fresher on the other side.

I took a deep breath. I didn’t know what to do. I wanted to find my sister so badly. But what would we do? Which one of us would get to keep her futa-dick? I rubbed my pregnant belly. I had my sister’s daughter growing in me. And she carried my child.

At least we had that. No matter what.

I took a deep breath and descended the slope. I moved from bush to bush, looking around. I was terrified of finding anyone. If I found a Summer futa, should I try to fuck her and win? Or should I just let her enjoy my body and lose?

I didn’t want to give up my futa-dick. But…I didn’t want to take Deidre’s away. I was so happy for the last month, the both of us enjoying each other’s throbbing cocks. And now B and Leanan Sidhe were ruining it all with their dumb game.

I reached the bottom, passing the ponds. Reeds grew along the edges, ending in lush cattails. Mature frogs croaked as they sat on lily pads, dead leaves floating in the water. I bit my lip, coming closer and closer to the river bank.

Pale skin moved on the other side.

I gasped, falling on my belly behind the reeds and stared across the river at the Summer futa descending the slope. I trembled on the ground, not sure what to do.

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Becca Brittany

I whimpered, standing on the cusp of my orgasm, ready to feel Kimmie’s mouth with all my yummy futa-cum. She sucked so hard, so eager for my cum. Her three fingers reamed my juicy cunt, sending delight surging through me.

I was about to defeat her!