1. The World's First Futa 08 - Futa's Wedding Delight Chapter 1: Futa's First Naughty Reunion

    Date: 3/14/2019, Categories: Fiction , Anal, Ass to pussy, Oral Sex / Blowjob, Cuckold, Cum Swallowing, Voyeur / Exhibitionism, Lesbian, Lesbian, Straight Sex, Oral Sex / Blowjob, Pregnant, Group Sex, Trans, Voyeur / Exhibitionism, Wife / MILF, Author: mypenname3000, Source: sexstories.com

    The World's First Futa – Futa's Wedding Delight Chapter One: Futa's First Naughty Reunion By mypenname3000 Copyright 2018 April 17th, 2047 I hugged and kissed my pregnant wife, Sharron, during the commercial break for Adelia's talk show. For the last two hours, I'd discussed my life as the world's first futa with Adelia and the watching world. We were finally hitting one of those pivotal moments. One of those points in my life where everything changed for me. Kurt's wedding. Once, I thought I would marry Kurt. We were high school sweethearts. When I was eighteen, a Freshman in college, I surrendered my virginity to him. I was drunk on love that night, so eager to finally give him this gift. He made it special. He ate me out, made me cum, did everything right. I even orgasmed before he had his climax. I didn't make him wear a condom. I was on the pill. It was the safe time in my cycle. It was so wondrous for this brief moment as he spurted his cum into my pussy. It felt so right. What I always thought it would be. Then the burning happened. My allergic reaction to his cum swept through me. Doctors called it human seminal plasma hypersensitivity. I darted to the bathroom and the change happened in there. I grew a clit-dick and became the world's first futa. Before the night was done, I'd fucked his step-sister, Janice, and his mother, Mrs. Albertson. I changed his family life forever, breeding both women. Kurt and I broke up that night. I just didn't like men any longer. Now ... Mrs. Albertson had two lovers, her husband and her step-daughter, the pair sharing the MILF. She had a new child, Kurt's half-sister, one of my futa-daughters. Janice had her futa-daughter, too. Despite this, Kurt and I remained close friends through college. I was happy he found his soulmate because— “Thirty seconds, Madam President,” the male producer, whose name I was blanking on, said. It had to be a male because women lost control of their lusts around me, especially if I had never bred them, so all the crew were men so they could focus on their jobs. “Right,” I said, breaking away from Sharron, her blue eyes glistening with tears of joy. I gave her a quick kiss. “Love you.” “Love you, too,” she said. She was half my age, but just so wonderful. She had her father's smile. It shone across those lips I loved to kiss. I broke away from her and marched back onto stage. The studio audience murmured, restless during the two minute commercial break. Adelia straightened at the sight of me, the caramel-skinned talk show host looking so beautiful in her cream dress. It contrasted so richly with her delicious hue of skin. I sat down the couch beside her, the three cameras aimed at us. “And we're life in five, four, three...” the producer said then silently mouthed, “Two, one.” “We're back with former president, Becky Woodward,” Adelia said. “And President-Elect Woodward, too. That's going to get complicated. President of the United States and then President of the United Nations.” ...