Futa MILFs and Their Hot Daughters Chapter 2: Hot Daughter’s Futa-Mommy

Futa MILFs and Their Hot Daughters

Chapter Two: Hot Daughter’s Futa-Mommy

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2020

Note: Thanks to Alex for beta reading this!

Autumn Holt

I swallowed as I held the syringe full of the pink liquid in my hand. The cum in my pussy slowly leaked out of me, matting my red bush. It wasn’t a man’s cum. That was a woman’s cum dripping out of me. It trickled out of me, this thick flood. It felt so naughty.

The woman who fucked me, the futa as she called herself, was at my eighteen-year-old daughter’s door about to seduce her and fuck her. Given how easily that wonderful, lavender scent Kayleen had wreathing her had relaxed me and lowered my inhibitions, it wouldn’t be hard.

I should stop her, but…

If I injected this liquid into me, I would have a clit that turned into a dick. It seemed impossible, but I had sucked on her girl-cock and fingered her pussy. She had both. Both! A true hermaphrodite. My heart pounded. I didn’t know what to do.

Part of me really, really wanted to inject this, but what would it mean if I had a dick? I was a widowed mother of two college girls. I couldn’t let myself succumb to this lust. Right? I had to stop that woman from seducing my daughter.

Kayleen was so eager for it. So ready to enjoy her barely legal flesh. She wanted to fuck my daughter after being in my pussy. It was a kink for her. She mentioned deflowering her own daughter with a strap-on.

This was so messed up.

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Anabella Holt

I heard footsteps coming down the hallway. That must be Mom. She was done watching whatever loud, strange movie. It had sounded like two women killing each other. Or fucking, and that was so not my mom. She was anti-porn. My older sister, Christine, got caught with some and mom went ballistic.

I’d never seen her so mad in my life.

I stared at the math equation when a knock came from my door.

“It’s open, Mom,” I called, staring at the page. The door opened and I complained, “I just can’t get this dumb, stupid equation. Who invited algebra?”

“Muhammad ibn Musa al-Khwarizimi,” a throaty woman said while this lovely scent of lavender, the same one I caught downstairs, filled my nose. “He is the 9th-century Muslim mathematician credited as the father of algebra. It comes from his book. Kitab al-Jabr. Though, of course, there are older examples of it.”

I frowned. “Who are yo…?” My question died on my lips as I stared at the naked woman standing in my room. She was tall and with big boobs that had a flushed quality to them. Little hickeys dotted the insides of their slopes. “Oh, my gosh, where are your clothes?”

“In the hallway and downstairs,” she said with a throaty purr. She stepped forward and I gasped as I saw what the brunette woman had thrusting out from between her thighs.

A cock.

A big, thick, wet dick.

My jaw dropped. I tried to push my chair back, but it hit my desk. She stopped before me, her dick thrusting out at me. My heart raced. I had never seen a cock in real life before. It was so big. And where were her balls? And she had a pussy. That couldn’t be right. This was insane. I should be screaming but… but…

That lavender scent was so relaxing.



I breathed it in, ignoring the other scents, that spicy and tangy musk, and focused on the lavender. My heart pounded faster. This hot itch swelled in my pussy. I wanted to just fall into a daze. A smile spread on my lips.

“Mmm, you smell good, naked lady,” I groaned. “Naked dick-lady. Why do you have a dick? Ladies don’t have a dick.”

“Futanari do,” she purred. “I’m Ms. Harland. I just moved in up the street.”

I nodded, my eyes locked on her cock. It was so wet like she’d thrust it in water, only that didn’t quite look like water. A thicker liquid. Almost like baby oil or something. I bit my lip, her tip twitching and throbbing.

“You like my girl-cock?” she asked.

I nodded again.

“Mmm, I could tell. You keep staring at it with those naughty eyes of yours.” A smile spread on her lips. “Want to touch it?”

I nodded for a third time, unable to speak now. It was so hypnotic. I breathed in that wonderful, lavender scent.

“Want to suck on it?” she cooed again. “Want to give me a blowjob. Just slide those lips over my dick and nurse on it like you did on your mother’s nipple as a babe.”

“Yes,” I croaked. I did want to suck on her cock. It was so… sexy. Like the best part of a boy on a hot lady. A MILF. She was a MILF. She had a daughter. I knew that much. She had a daughter and a cock and a pussy.

A futanari… MILF…

My head leaned forward. My black hair, gathered in pigtails, slipped off my shoulders and dangled before me. My mouth came closer and closer to her cock. She grabbed my pigtails, holding on to them but not pulling on them. Just… playing with them.

“Mmm, you are a sexy thing,” purred Ms. Harland. “I like sexy things like you. Mmm, naughty girls who make me so wet. Who makes my cunt clench. I’m going to do such naughty things to you. Oh, yes, I am.”

I kissed her cock on the tip. I shuddered as I tasted this spicy flavor. It was almost like my own pussy. I had tasted my fingers after I had rubbed myself. It was like this. Then there was this salty flavor, but it was fainter.

That spicy flavor grew as I slid my lips over her cock. The liquid coating her shaft was the source of it, I realized. That was where it came from. I still didn’t know what it was, but I sucked hard on her. I nursed on her with hunger.

She groaned, her head throwing back. Her breasts rose and fell, those heavy tits swaying together. Then she smiled down at me as I nursed on her. I sucked, enjoying the feel of her girl-cock in my mouth. She moaned as I suckled like a hungry babe.

“That tastes good, right?” she asked as I nursed on her futa-dick.

I nodded.

“That’s your mother’s pussy juices,” she purred. “When you came home, your mother was giving me a blowjob. You didn’t even notice, you naughty girl.”

My eyes widened. I should be grossed out or something about learning what I tasted, and yet I kept suckling. I couldn’t help myself. My mother’s pussy had this wonderful flavor to it. And Ms. Harland’s dick felt so good in my mouth.

My pussy clenched as I sucked again. This was like incest or something. But I didn’t care. I felt too relaxed. Too horny. The lavender filled my nose. That heady aroma. I sucked and nursed. I slid my mouth farther down her cock to taste more of my mother’s pussy.

“Mmm, you like that, don’t you?” purred Ms. Harland. “You like tasting your mother on my cock.”

I did. I really, really did.

“You’re just a slut like her,” she said. “Just a naughty whore for my big dick, aren’t you?”

I shrugged, not sure what I was. I just knew that I loved this. My body felt so hot beneath my clothes as I nursed on her. She gripped my pigtails as I sucked on her cock. Her crown rubbed into the roof of my mouth, feeling so soft. My tongue stroked around her.

The flavor of my mom’s pussy faded, but that was okay because the salty flavor swelled. It was this exciting delight. I nursed on it and groaned, loving how it grew stronger and stronger. I wanted to keep tasting it.

What would her cum be like?

Christine was a swallower. She said other girls were prudes who spat it out, but she loved it.

Would I love Ms. Harland’s?

I had to find out.

So I sucked and sucked. I moaned as I nursed on her. Drool ran down my chin as I loved her cock. She gripped my pigtails tight, her large tits swaying above me. They were big and soft. Big mommy boobs that I just wanted to nurse on. I could suckle on them and love them and have so much fun with them.

But I also had to play with her cock. I had to suck her off. I had to gulp down all her girl-cum. I nursed on the MILF’s dick with such hunger. My cheeks hollowed as I made all these naughty sounds that echoed through my room.

“Oh, god, yes!” Ms. Harland moaned.

Then she thrust her hips forward. I gasped as she rammed her clit-dick to the back of my throat. She hit my esophagus and pulled back. I groaned at the wicked feel of her doing that to me. It was such a wicked and naughty delight.

She fucked my mouth and she pumped her hips away at me. I couldn’t believe how naughty this was. More drool ran over my chin as her boobs heaved over my head. She groaned, her face twisting with delight.

She liked fucking my mouth.

“Oh, yes, yes, that’s it, you naughty slut! Mmm, you’re going to make me cum so hard. And you’re going to swallow all my jizz, right?”

I squealed a yes around her cock. Of course, I would. Christine swallowed. Lame girls didn’t. I wanted to be cool like my big sis.

I sucked and sucked, wanting to have all that yummy cum fire into my mouth. I nursed on her cock with such hunger. She thrust that big dick to the back of my mouth again and again. I made as much suction as I could when she pulled back.

“Oh, Anabella, yes!” she gasped. “Ooh, you’re just the perfect delight for a futa-MILF to enjoy!”

I was so happy to hear that. I moaned around her cock. The taste of her salty precum swelled and swelled in my mouth. My tongue danced around the crown of her clit-dick. I stared at her brown bush, her curls dripping with her passion.

The tangy of her pussy swelled in my nose. A heady aroma that rose over the lavender delight. I groaned around her cock. Drool dripped down my chin as I sucked with all my might. She gasped and rammed her cock into my mouth.

Erupted.

Hot cum fired into my mouth. My eyes widened at my first time tasting the salty delight. I groaned, gulping it down. I swallowed that thick and creamy jizz. A lady’s jizz. This was so incredible to enjoy.

“Oh, fuck, yes!” she gasped. “You little whore! Drink it!”

I did.

Her big boobs heaved over me as she fired more and more of that girl-cum into my mouth. There was so much it ran out of the corners of my mouth. I swallowed it all while her aroma swelled in my nose. That hot aroma of MILF pussy.

It was such a delight to enjoy. I savored every moment of gulping down that wonderful spunk. It was incredible. I nursed it all out.