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

seemed pretty set on having me.”
    Nina pulled the photograph of her and Nick out of her wallet, and handed it to Rika. They truly did look happy together, laughing at something that would never translate through the photo. He was a handsome guy. Perhaps not very tall or muscled, but he was handsome in an average way even so. A real nice guy.
    “Keep looking at it,” she said, moving closer to the bed. “Keep looking, and just... relax...” The girl let herself slide down onto her knees. She was between Rika’s legs in a heartbeat, her slender hands pushing the slightly larger woman’s thighs aside to get at the real treasure that lay between them.
    “ You’re a home-wrecker, you know...” Rika’s voice trailed off, uncertainty still present. Even so, she made no effort to stop Nina’s hands as they moved up her inner thighs slowly, spreading them apart wider and wider to the point that it was more for show than practicality. Her black wrap skirt had ridden upwards long ago to expose the boxers she had taken to wearing to hold herself in check.
    “ H--home-wrecker...”
    Rika’s left arm pushed against the bed behind her, holding her up as she leaned her head back, eyes closed. The sensation of Nina’s teeth and lips nipping at the black and grey cloth of her boxers was enhanced with vision taken out of the picture, and she could feel her shaft swelling to its erect, copious size very quickly. The girl’s breath was hot, easily passing through the elastic fabric that separated lips from smooth, warm skin.
    Rika moved the photograph aside just for a moment, looking down to find Nina’s eyes closed. The girl was just as aroused by the moment’s taboo passion as Rika. With one hand cupping those plump, soft balls she finally parted her lips and gave a first, tentative lick, her tongue moving much like a cat drinking from its bowl. A quick press of the tongue to the warm cloth, then away again.
    Rika let out a pleased groan as she felt the girl’s tongue on her shaft. She felt an urge to grasp Nina’s head and force her against that hefty, fat length, to fuck her until Rika was past orgasm, until she begged for it to stop. Her fingers began crumpling the photograph and the sheets folded into her hand as she tensed.
    Nina did not seem to notice, or at least she only seemed to notice that she was getting the response she wanted. Her first tenuous licks turned into slow, sensual movements from the root to the tip of that thick length. She ended one long, languid lick by puckering her lips into a kiss, then letting them roam again, thoroughly massaging Rika’s shaft.
    After another such kiss the girl finally moved her hands up under the black skirt, up to the hem of the boxers. Torturously slowly she pulled down, her lips pressing against the back of the cock as soon as real, smooth skin appeared. She gave the thick, promising vein a light peck, moving one hand up to hold that steely, weighty cock in place before looking up at Rika.
    “Think of it as a reward, for... Not treating me like a princess.”
    Rika’s breath was half-stuck in her throat for a moment, her eyes moving from the girl’s bedroom stare to the photo of the seemingly happy couple. How fragile happiness was, how difficult it was to really know what someone was capable of. She gasped for breath as she felt Nina’s lips press against the tip of her cock, her eyes flicking away from the photo.
    To think, that happy, quiet, proper girl in the picture would do such a thing. But then, Rika understood in a sense. She had broken the first barrier, her blackout and the resulting loss of inhibitions had given Nina what she had longed for, and now she had to have more. It was not about love, it was about pure, carnal need. The need to be fucked, not just made love to. Rika gasped again, pushing her tongue out between half-parted, dry lips.
    The girl’s warm fingers had finished tugging the boxers down, one hand having now settled around those sloshing,