The World’s First Futa – Futa’s Wedding Delight

Chapter Three: Futa’s First Sultry Bride

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2018

April 17th, 2047

“The reception was absolute torture,” I said while the cameras filmed the interview, streaming it live to the world. I was recounting my life, speaking about attending the wedding of Kurt, my ex-boyfriend, to Rosemary Ramsey. Well, now she was Rosemary Albertson. “I just wanted to fuck the bride so badly, Adelia. It was so hard to think about my promise when I knew she was close to me.”

“I bet it was,” Adelia said, the talk show host interviewing me. She had such a naughty smile playing on her plump lips. It made my futa-dick twitch, tenting the front of my skirt. I needed to fuck someone right now.

I ached for it.

“I could see Rosemary at the other end of the hall. She kept glancing at me. I knew she wanted me, could see it in her green eyes. They almost shone with her passion.” I quivered, my body shaking. I glanced at my pregnant, young wife. Though Sharron’s eyes were blue, they held her mother’s same fervent light at the moment. “But Kurt was with her, hovering by her. He kept holding her, dancing with her, distracting her while women flocked to me. I fucked so many at the reception.

“But it wasn’t enough. I was on the verge of breaking.”

“So what did you do?” Adelia leaned forward. I could feel the studio audience, even the watching world, quivering in anticipation. “Did you just snap, throw the bride down over a table, and fuck her before Kurt and all the guests? Did you breed her right there in front of everyone.”

My futa-dick was so hard right now. My pussy dripping wet. “I wanted to, but… I didn’t. Instead, I grabbed a pair of bridesmaids I hadn’t fucked, which included Rosemary’s eighteen-year-old sister, and fled the reception hall. I took them up to my hotel room hoping that breeding another member of Rosemary’s family would satiate my lusts for what I couldn’t have.”

“First the mother, and now the sister,” Adelia said, a big smile crossing her lips. “You were just so wanton, weren’t you, Becky?”

“So wanton.” I grinned. “I just didn’t want to ruin Kurt’s big day. I loved him once, you know. The only person I ever loved until I met Sharron. I didn’t want to harm him even if I was driving myself insane.”

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June 11th, 2022

“Yes, yes, yes, pump your cum into me, Becky!” howled Emilee, the African-America bridesmaid quivering beneath me. Her pussy spasmed about my cock as I slammed into her.

“Yes, yes, yes, cum in her!” whimpered eighteen-year-old Danika Ramsey. The sister of the bride had her purple bridesmaid dress bunched around her waist, her teardrop-shaped tits quivering before her as she rubbed her shaved pussy. “Just breed her! Then you get to fuck me!”

“God, yes!” I groaned, my dick throbbing as I fucked into Emilee’s pussy so hard and fast.

Emilee squirmed and shuddered beneath me. Her flesh rippled about me. She squirmed on my hotel room bed. A part of me had wanted to fuck her since she smiled at me while walking down the aisle while Mrs. Ramsey, the mother of the bride and the sweet thing masturbating beside us, rode my girl-dick.

What a wild wedding. I bred Rosemary’s mother while she spoke her vows to Kurt. And no one cared. They all thought it was normal for me to have sex. I was just the horny futanari. That girl with a huge cock that drive all the women mad. It was okay if I had sex in the middle of a ceremony.

It was so kinky.

“Shit!” I groaned as my orgasm exploded in me.

My futa-dick erupted into Emilee’s hungry pussy. I pumped her cum full of my cum. The Black bridesmaid quivered beneath me, her large breasts rubbing against my round tits. Our nipples brushed and kissed as I trembled atop her.

With each blast of my futa-cum into her pussy, the pleasure surged through my body. It left me dizzy and shuddering. I whimpered, my eyes fluttering. Such joy rippled through my body. It was so incredible.

It melted my brain.

For a moment, I forgot all about Rosemary Albertson nee Ramsey. That delicious bride dressed all in white. Blonde, green eyes, and just begging to be bred.

My cum pumped into Emilee’s fertile depths. The Black bridesmaid’s cunt milked my dick, hungry for every drop. She gasped out her pleasure as she trembled beneath me. My pleasure plateaued as I fired my last spurt of cum into her.

“Oh, damn, that was good,” I groaned.

“It’s my turn!” Danika said, sliding down the pillows she leaned against until she was lying on her back, legs spread, her breasts forming two lush mounds. “Please, Becky, breed me like you bred my mother. I want my first time to be special.”

“You’re a virgin?” I asked.

“Damn, her dick twitched in me when she said that,” groaned Emilee. “I didn’t know you were a virgin, Danika.”

“When I learned Becky was going to be at the wedding, I wouldn’t give it up to my boyfriend. I saved myself for six months.” She stared at me with tremulous eyes. “For you.”

Those words, coming from that face that looked so much like Rosemary’s, made me shuddered. Danika had the same blonde hair as her sister, a few shades lighter than my own golden curls, and the same nose and lips. Her tits weren’t as big and she had a shorter, though curvier frame. But… She was close.

A virgin… “I wish you were wearing white,” I muttered as I pulled my girl-dick out of Emilee’s pussy. “I would fuck you so hard in white.”

“I bet you would,” Danika said. She hooked her arms around her knees and pulled her legs up to her breasts. Her shaved pussy lips parted, revealing her inner, pink depths.

And the hymen stretched over her cunt’s entrance.

“Now break me in!” she groaned. “I went six months without even letting my boyfriend go down on me just so I could make sure I stayed pure for you.”

“And what does he think about you being up here with me?” I asked as I moved over to her.

“You kidding, he’s so eager for it. I’m going to go finally fuck him with my snatch full of your cum,” Danika moaned. “He’s finally going to lose his virginity.”

“Jesus, kids these days,” Emilee said, glancing at me. “Right, Becky?”

“I’m only twenty-three,” I protested. “The same age as you.”

“I know, we’re so old,” Emilee said. “Not like this barely legal virgin. Mmm, look at her, have you ever seen a girl so eager to lose her virginity?”

“Well…” I didn’t want to think about that weird cult I ran into in Kansas. It creeped me out that there were people who worshiped me as a goddess.

But they did have four cute virgins begging me to deflower them.

“She is eager for it,” I said, moving my cock towards her pussy. I brought it to her snatch. “I guess I better pop her cherry.”

“Yes, yes, yes!” Danika looked so much like Rosemary. I just had to imagine she was Rosemary. Fucking her sister had to be good enough. It had to satiate this mad lust for the one woman in the world I shouldn’t fuck.

“You two have fun,” Emilee said, rolling away. “I’m going to get back to the party!”

“Mmm, we are going to have fun, right?” I said, omitting “Rosemary” from the end of my sentence.

“Yes!” Danika squealed, her body shaking, her shaved, virgin pussy beckoning me.

I placed my dick, dripping in Emilee’s juices, right against the virgin’s hot flesh. I shuddered, feeling the plumpness of her vulva. She squirmed and groaned, shuddering against me, teasing my futa-dick with her untouched flesh.

“Fuck me, Becky!” she begged, her breasts quivering. She held her legs tight to her body, her calves thrust out to the side, toes curling. “Jam it in and breed me!”

I couldn’t say no to that.

I thrust forward.

Her cherry stretched and stretched, a stiff, rubbery membrane of skin. I groaned, pressing on it, waiting for that sweet moment when she popped. She gasped. My girl-dick rammed into her depths. Her snatch squeezed down on me as I buried to the hilt in her. Her green eyes widened.

“You’re in me!”

Her pussy clenched down hard about my cock. Her virginal tightness almost made me swoon. A wave of dizzy delight shot over me. My breasts quivered before me. My blonde hair spilled off my shoulders and caressed my cheeks. I savored being buried to the hilt in her.

Her squeaking moans echoed through my hotel room. Her passion echoed all around us as I drew back my hips and rammed back into her tight depths. Her silky flesh squeezed about me. The friction created rapture that shot through my body.

“Fucking yes!” I hissed as my breasts quivered. My crotch smacked into her shaved vulva. “Ooh, yes, yes, yes, you are just a little treat, aren’t you? A succulent morsel for me to enjoy.”

“I am!” she groaned, beaming at me. “Ooh, Becky, just fuck me! Plow into me so hard!”

“Yes, yes, yes!” I gasped and drew back my hips. I plunged into her depths.

The bed creaked as I fucked the bride’s little sister. I plowed into her while staring into her green eyes. Rosemary’s eyes! I lost myself in those emerald depths as I plunged my futa-dick forward as hard as I could.

Silky delight engulfed me every time I buried into her. Then I had the joy of drawing back, feeling her clenched down on me. Her feet wiggled by my face, her toes so cute. Her whimpers filled the air as I plowed into her depths.

“The futa is fucking me!” she groaned. “Oh, wow, the futa is fucking me! You’re going to breed me, Becky!”

“Uh-huh!” I groaned, staring into those green eyes.

“Just pump so much jizz into my snatch!” she moaned. “Oh, yes, I’m going to cum on your dick. Harder than I ever have!”

“Don’t hold back!” I growled, plowing so hard into her, fucking her. As close to Rosemary as I could get.

She squeezed her snatch around me. Her hips wiggled and swiveled, a pelvic dance that massaged my thrusting cock. Her face twisted. Her eyes fluttered. She tossed her head from side to side, spilling blonde curls about her flushed cheeks.

Then she let out a gasp of delight. I buried to the hilt in her.