Complete Roanan Chronicles: Books 1 & 2

Story by ShreddedRagdoll

I made the mistake of actually posting this in the Request section before I read the rule about NOT posting stories there. I had not realized that F3 had shut down and that my few and strangely loyal fans might no longer have access to the Roanan stories I wrote so very long ago. So, in an effort to keep it alive, I am posting every Roanan story I've written here in the Palace.

WARNING: The following stories contain sexual situations between grown Futa and young, underage girls. If you are offended by this then please read no further.

WARNING 2: I wrote these story first, sex second. If all you want is the hot and sweaty stuff then you're going to have to wade through a lot of plot and character development to get there.

WARNING 3: Roanan Book 2 was never finished. I had things come up in my life that took me away from writing and by the time I came back the story had left me. I DO, however, remember what I was thinking of writing, so if any of you have questions about "what would have happened", feel free to ask.

Final Note: There was a substantial difference between books 1 and 2. Book 1 was written as a series of stand alone stories with the same characters and a through-line, while book 2 was more a single novel with multiple characters. This means that book 1 stories jump around a little bit time-wise and tend to overlap.

In any case, I hope you enjoy reading them as much as I enjoyed writing them.

Momma Likes To Watch…

Janice sat in the overstuffed chair just beside the king sized bed, she was panting softly, her naked modest breasts rising and falling with excitement as she watched the scene before her. One hand was caressing across her heaving swells while the other had reached down between her own legs, that hand wrapped around the girth of her silky six inch cock. She gave a grunt as a bit of pre-cum oozed from the gaping slit at the tip, using it to lube up the iron hard shaft below. Her teeth were clamped about her lower lip as her breathing grew more and more ragged, arousal making her heart race. Somehow she managed to talk around that hammering muscle in her chest.

“Oh god, Tammy, fuck her harder.”

Janice’s girlfriend of one year gave a ragged moan and began to do just that. The sound of slapping flesh grew louder, the beat quicker, as she began to plunge her own six inches of equipment in and out of the girl who was on her hands and knees before her. Tammy had small breasts on her athletic body, and those mere handfuls were the only part of her that shook as she began to pound in earnest. Janice loved watching those teacups of soft flesh move like that, something she was unable to do so well when she was the one receiving her lover’s attention. Tammy’s jet black hair was cut butch short, spiked up at the top so even it didn’t show the motion of her pulverizing fucking like those tiny breasts did.

The girl receiving those thrusts however, showed the results of the fucking very much indeed. Janice’s daughter, Tasha, was only nine years old, and still quite small for her age. Her bottom rippled like disturbed water with each hard smack of Tammy’s washboard tummy into it. She gave a shrill little yelp with each, a sound that was utterly adorable to Janice’s ears, reminding her of a surprised kitten. Her face was twisted into the comical look it usually got during the times Janice watched, a mixture of discomfort, undeveloped pleasure and a ridiculous expression of surprise.

“Ngh, nngh, Janice, oh god, I’m so fucking close. She’s so goddamned tight tonight.”

Tammy growled out the words and Janice delighted to see the muscles of the woman’s arms stand out in sharp relief, blood vessels and corded ligaments visible as she literally yanked the child back and forth on her cock. Tasha’s yelps giggled out and she opened her eyes, her gaze glued on her mother’s cock as she was fucked. Janice knew why. Tasha was always so eager to please, this instinct was intense with Janice, but the child would go to any lengths to make her beloved mother happy. It was this eagerness that led to all this in the first place. Tasha had not fully understood the whole concept of sex, but she did understand pleasure, and the idea that cumming was the ultimate pleasure and thus the ultimate sign of happiness from her mother was instantly accepted and pursued. Tasha, therefore, never missed a chance to watch her mother’s orgasms.

It was a race and would have resulted in a photo finish if anyone had had a camera handy. As it was Tammy screamed out in rapture only a moment or two before Janice’s cries joined hers. Tasha echoed them though Janice was never sure if the girl actually had a climax or was just joining in the fun of screaming. The child crowed in delight as she watched glob after glob of hot cum spurt from her the purple tip of her mother’s cock

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