Free Futanarium 1: An Erotic Short Story Bundle by Maria N. Lang

petering out like water settling.
    The girl looked back at her with lips parted. She was breathing heavily, her cheeks flushed and she looked every bit like she was going to ask why Rika had stopped rather than the tearful, sobbing rape victim that Rika had expected. She swallowed again, her eyes flickering from Nina’s face to where her pelvis rested against the girl’s pliant but well-trained ass.
    “ Somethingh-- nnthe matter?”
    Nina was still taking great gulps of air, her body arced just slightly, obeying the tug on her hair. She pressed herself backwards, burying Rika’s thick dick in her as far as it would go whilst panting slightly for breath.
    Rika could -smell- herself in the air, over the scent of the sea and the faint morning buzz of the island, a smell she had gotten used to when the researchers had asked her to test her new equipment. She shivered and pulled back, only to slam back into Nina’s aching, wet cunt. The girl exhaled, her tone just as needy as Rika remembered it from her flashbacks. She loved it, and Rika was already far enough gone that she felt the burning need for release.
    Rika reinforced her grip on the girl’s hair, rolling it around her hand once more before pressing downwards, pushing Nina’s face down against her towel. While she had no conscious experience, she felt as if pounding the girl came naturally to her. Take control, fuck her hard. Treat her like a princess and fuck her like a whore.
    She pressed the girl’s head down into the towel, grunting slightly as she hilted herself again within Nina's clenching vessel. She was close, too close for either of them to be comfortable now. With Nina’s pussy clutching her shaft so well, all she had to do was let loose.
    Her left hand let go of Nina's hip, caressing backwards until it reached her ass. In a flash it was lifted and smacked back down again. The girl let out a faint squeal, but still rhythmically met the hard, plowing thrusts that were hammered forward into her.
    Finally, Rika released Nina, letting go of the girl’s hair and ass to take a commanding grip of her waist with both hands, holding her up enough that she was able to put all of her strength into every hard, ramming thrust. The girl’s fingers were grasping at everything but holding onto nothing, and she began biting at a fold in the towel as her explosive breaths suddenly halted.
    Orgasmic, hard and repeated waves of tension radiated through her thighs as Rika practically skewered her, the demanding pace only getting more brutal with every passing second. Rika was beyond reason now, on the threshold of climax and all she could do was powerfuck and utterly stuff the girl moaning into her beach towel below her until she went over the edge.
    She grunted, attempting to keep thrusting as best she could but it was no use. Her muscles were no longer entirely hers to control, only allowing a fraction left to voluntary action. Rika hilted herself as hard and as deep as she could, collapsing halfway onto the girl’s back and groaning as she came, her breath soon forming a damp layer against Nina’s neck. And all the while she came.
    Intense, draining ropes of seed splurted from her, pooling inside her victim’s almost drooling cunt. Rika emptied herself, gave all she had, and nothing went to waste. Every single pulse of hot, potent seed was accepted, and when the last, smaller waves of cum were done she collapsed onto the girl’s back.
    For a while, that was enough. To lie there, enjoying the afterglow on top of someone she barely knew in a loose, unequal embrace. She pushed her hands in between their warm, sweaty forms, pulling on the ends of the rope binding Nina. It was almost comically loose by now, easily undone and pulled to the side.
    After another ten seconds, while both of them still gasped for breath, the girl began working her way out from under Rika until she could lie on her side to look at the face of her partner. There was a mild amusement in her