Cariad's Coming Of Age
Story by Gwyndwr
Tags (for now): Incest, Futanari With Balls, Rather Rough Throat Sex.
Hey guys, I've been working on this in some shape or form for months, but I've only now got the time to put it down into words. I'm definitely going to write at least one or two more chapters focussing on the rest of Cariad's birthday. When I'm done, if people want to see more, I'm hoping to expand the world and send the young girl off on a very sexy journey. Hope you enjoy!
I’ve waited years for this. Ever since I learned that my mother’s morning (and afternoon, and evening) prayers were less about the gods and more about that big, fat thing between her legs, I’ve yearned for this day... It’s my birthday! I’m finally sixteen years old! The first day my dick’ll be useful for something other than peeing standing up.
Would you believe that I, Cariad, daughter of the Bleddi tribe, have never once orgasmed? Well, alright, you might believe me - but only because you’ve never heard of us. We’re one of those uncivilised, barbaric tribes out in the savannah, possibly the largest, possibly the strongest, definitely the friskiest. It’s a point of pride.
So why have I never got my willy wet? Well, I’m something of a princess. I think. My mother’s the one in charge, the chieftain, and I’m the youngest of three. At least, the three with cocks. I have tons of sisters, but the rest don’t really count. The point is, because I was born with a penis, I was marked at birth. The shamans cast a spell on me that basically meant my dick won’t get hard ‘til... Well, that’d be telling, wouldn’t it?
Whatever, today’s the day! The day my dick’ll start working, the day I’ll get to fuck! I can’t think of a better birthday present!
Chapter 1: Happy Birthday, Me!
The sounds of grunting, the symphony of flesh against sweaty flesh, the wet ‘schlick schlock schlick’ of my mother’s member pounding away at one of her many breeders... It’s always enough to wake me. Even before my vision clears, my nose twitches with the familiar scent of a solid, savage rutting.
From the way she’s panting, I don’t even have to look to know that my mother’s on all fours, her thick, muscular form towering over her squealing slut. I roll over onto my side, clutching my blanket, as I cast a sneaky glance towards the pair – and sure enough, mommy-dearest has one of my sisters in the throes of orgasm, fat tits sandwiched between them, her dark, meaty cock buried inside the girl’s cunt, balls twitching as she feeds the greedy bitch-hole its breakfast.
A minute later, there’s a lewd plop as that rapidly softening dick flops out to dangle against the girl’s thigh, a thick white string of incestuous sperm connecting it to that quivering creampie of a snatch.
I lick my lips. Waking up to this sort of thing really gets me going. Or it would, if it weren’t for my little friend and her little problem.
I sit straight up immediately, a grin tugging at my lips. How could I forget? It’s my birthday! And I’ll finally get this annoyance sorted out.
“Happy birthday, sweetie.”
I jump as I’m brought back down to reality, but I flash my mum a toothy grin.
“Thanks, mummy,” I purr as she slides an arm around my waist, pulling me into her warm, if slightly sticky, embrace. She’s a couple feet taller than me, but that’s okay. Her bountiful breasts make such a nice cushion, and I can’t help but nuzzle into them, cheek rubbing against those sweaty, slobbered-upon mounds.
Cuddled up in her warm embrace, it doesn’t take long for my mother’s wandering hand to rest against my rump, thick fingers tickling across the dark, round flesh. I close my eyes and shudder, saliva instantly filling my mouth. I can feel her breathe in my hair, her digits squeezing and groping more urgently now. Goodness, my mother can be such a horndog sometimes. I wet my lips and swallow, fluttering my eyelids up at her before giving her naughty little grin. I know what she wants, and she knows I know. The hungry, almost impatient look she’s giving me is evidence enough – and even if it weren’t, the hot, firm piece of meat drooling on my tummy would be.
I am a virgin, by the way. At least, in all the ways that matter. We’ve never actually shagged, but we’ve come close a couple of times. That’s not to say I don’t know how to please a woman, though.
Straddling mother’s lap, I lift my chin – and before I can take a breath, her lips lock around mine. I melt into her powerful arms as her tongue invades my mouth, prepared to do battle with my own. It’s messy. Wet and slobbery. I love it. I can feel her spit running down my chin, dropping with a quiet ̵
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