5th Annual FP Story Contest Masterlist

A submission for the Futanari Palace Fifth Annual Stories Contest.

Nine thousand five hundred five words (9,505), excluding the title page, coming in at nineteen (19) pages.

Transformation, Anthropomorphic Animals, Futanari, Cum Play, Mistress/Pet

 

My girlfriend, Alicia was walking in the mall, looking for a herm’s bathroom. She wanted to come here to see the new futanari action movie, and ended up being so turned on that she was banging me in the stalls at the theater’s bathroom. Now she’s dragging me along, looking for a herm’s room that isn’t taken, when she shouts, “Found it, Ella!” She drags me through the door, locking it behind us. I smile, and watch her strip down to nothing more than what she was born with.

“You know, we could have torrented it a few days from now.” I said. “Saved it on my laptop, and watched it whenever we pleased.” I kiss her, and I can smell the faint beginnings of her arousal. “Now, Alicia, if you want it so bad, on your knees. You’re going to do it my way, as we always do.” She nods, kneeling before me. I smile. “Eat my pussy, Slut.” She smiles wide, removes my panties, and plants her head between my legs, lapping at my labia, and eliciting a moan from me. She spears her tongue into my folds, and I moan, my legs wobbling from the pleasure. “Good girl, Slut. If you keep this up, I’ll let you get off, too.” I say. This has been our game since day one of our relationship: We go out. She gets turned on. I dominate her. She fucks my brains out. We go home. It’s a fun game.

She pulls away, as I’m dripping wet, and smiles. “I’m so fucking pent! Please, Mistress, allow Slut to get you off with her weak and flimsy rod?” I return her smile, and nod. She lies back, and I mount her, teasing her dick with my twat, sliding down on the length until I’m hilt deep, nearly cumming on the spot. She’s so good at that, filling me. I twist and gyrate, causing her to moan and pant as I ride her dick. It’s been a talent for me for a while, since she and I started dating.

“Such a good toy, Slut, so good at fucking your Mistress,” I say as I keep bouncing up and down on her, “so hard and hot and needy for me.” She moans, bucking and thrusting insistently, her toes curling up. “Not yet, Slut.” I say as I pull off, and grab a condom from my purse. I unroll it, and slip it on her dick, causing her to whimper, and I stop her. “Not until we get married. I don’t want to get pregnant.” I slide back down on the rock hard length, causing me to thrust and buck as she fucks me. I can smell her pheromones, a sweet, caramel scent that drapes me in her lust and desire, causing my pussy to drip even more as my toes curl.

“I-I’m close, Mistress!” She shouts as she wraps her arms around me and pulls me down, kissing me and cumming hard, her orgasm setting me off as I moan into the kiss, slipping my tongue in, my cunt clenching and milking her wrapped up rod. She moans and pants, breaking the kiss. “Thanks, Ella. That was amazing. I’ll have to pay you back.” She kisses me again.

“Yeah, Allie, at home?” I ask and she nods. “Good. Let’s hope you can keep yourself under control.” I giggle, and she kisses me.

“Just for that, your ass is mine, Ella.” She smiles, and we stand. She wraps the condom, and slips it into a plastic bag that she keeps on hand. I blush at her response, and nod, her pheromones working their way on me already. I replace my panties, and kiss her again. We head out, and go to our car. It’s a Smart ForTwo, Alicia’s, and the windows are tinted solid black from the outside, though we can see out. She gets in fi

... more on the forums ...