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The first thing Tina Eclair saw when she woke up in the morning was her sheets tenting the bed. She was a futanari with a ten-inch cock that was prone to night erections. She was past the age when she could have wet dreams. Once they stopped, she started going to bed wearing as little clothing as possible, and her erection first thing in the morning was better than any alarm. Tina threw the bed sheets back, looking at her cock. She grabbed it instinctively, pulling down her foreskin and exposing her cockhead. She rubbed her cockhead with her palm, greeting her cock to start the day. She had been busy lately and hadn’t had time to get off. Her cock was so sensitive that getting into bed made it stiffen, though the regular tossing and turning during the night wasn’t enough to make her cum.
She spent a few minutes longer in the shower than she planned, stroking her cock underneath the hot water. Playing with it was her favorite way to pass the time. Despite living alone, Tina was not a virgin. Her younger sister, Mara, was also a futanari. The sisters had spent a lot of time making each other cum, ending with them taking each other’s pussy virginity. When Tina moved out of the house, Mara missed her, but refused to say so. The sisters had been more distant these days since Tina was busy working, and Mara was being a slacker. Tina turned off the shower. Reaching for the towel rack, Tina draped the towel across her erect cock, holding it up with the force of her throbbing member. She rubbed the towel back and forth, stopping before she came to wash the rest of her body.
Having given herself enough time before work to have breakfast, Tina walked into the kitchen in the nude once she had dried off. She took her coffee mug out from under the machine. Seeing her glans extending outward from her lower body, Tina moved the mug over to her small dining table, and pressed her cock against the rim of the glass. One hand fondled her breasts while the other stroked her cock. Drops of sweat and precum made her cock smell rise to greet her nose. It was the strongest smell in the room, one that a shower could only wash away for so long. A transparent drop of precum appeared on her tip. Tina stroked harder. She had rubbed her dick in bed and in the shower, edging through her morning routine to keep herself awake. Her balls were full and desperately needed to be emptied. There was no one around, and she could moan as loud as she wanted.
“You like that, don’t you?” Tina asked, talking to her cock. “I’ve got a busy day ahead, so I deserve a treat. Give it to me.”
She let go for a second. Her cock throbbed, bouncing on top of the mug. Precum slid down the side of the ceramic mug towards the bottom. The wet sounds of her stroking grew harder. Tina’s other hand caressed her breast, pinching her nipple and circling around her areola. Her dining table was located near a window. She wondered if anyone could see her. The thought of someone seeing her made her cock pulse with anticipation. Tina raised her cock a little further, angling the tip of her dick down into the mug. She furiously stroked, her balls shaking as she achieved her first orgasm in days. A gooey spurt of white-hot semen dripped down the sides of the mug’s interior, pooling into the bottom. Tina shook her cock to get out the last drops. Her cock softened to half-mast as she placed the mug under the coffee machine, filling it up with fresh coffee as her own fresh cream was mixed in. She swirled it with a spoon, and set it on the table.
That morning, she was having scrambled eggs for breakfast. After a few bites, Tina thought something was missing from her food. She took a sip from her coffee. Still steaming, the coffee had cooled enough that she could sip it without burning her tongue. She could taste her own semen in the mix, a delicious addition. Swallowing another mouthful made her cock get hard once more. She stood over the table. Her cock was soaked with sweat and cum, giving her a natural lube before she began. Tina stroked her dick again, with wet fapping sounds that were pleasant to her ears. Her cock was even more sensitive after the first orgasm, driving her to a second, even quicker one.
“This is what I need. Cover it! Impregnate my scrambled eggs!” Tina said.
A cute gasp of pleasure escaped her mouth. More wet splurts above the table happened. Tina’s pussy was leaking down her thighs, covering her legs with the juices of a second orgasm that had taken place moments after the first. Ropes of cum flew out of her cock, with the final drops falling in white pearly beads. Her scrambled eggs had been topped with a layer of her cum. Tina wiped her cockhead off with her finger, slurping down the remaining drops, and sat down. She resumed eating, alternating between taking bites of her scrambled eggs and sipping from her coffee, both flavored with her own cum. She finished breakfast. Her stomach was as full as her balls had been that morning, filled with her own delicious loads.
A futanari’s sex drive was stronger than any individual man or woman’s. Blowing two loads in the morning would not be enough to keep Tina soft, especially with how many days it had been since she last had the time to enjoy herself. Tina relaxed in front of the TV, and put in a softcore porn DVD. It was hours and hours of footage of futanari enjoying themselves in the nude. With a bowl of popcorn off to the side, Tina wanted to relax in front of the TV and stroke her cock to the sight of it. She wrapped her fingers around her dick, holding it in front of the TV screen, and started jerking. She was soft when she began. As soon as the first close-up of a futanari cock appeared on screen, she saw her own start to rise. Her strokes were slow, using the natural lube in her foreskin to get a good rhythm going.
She stopped herself moments before she came. The most that dribbled out of her cockhead was a transparent drop of precum, sliding down her shaft and lubing her up for more. Her hand was slick with precum, going slightly faster each time. Although she had a clock on the wall next to her, Tina began to lose track of time. She spread her legs, showing her pussy slit underneath her heavy balls, and idly grabbed her scrotum while she stroked. If she had waited any longer, she would have gotten a terrible case of blue balls. The last time that happened, she fucked Mara when she was standing up to pee in the bathroom located nearest to their bedrooms. Mara knew that her sister was way more lustful than her, due to not getting her urges out as often.
The sound of the mail truck driving by made Tina pause the video. She picked up a bottle of lube that she had left on the counter and opened her front door. A package was waiting outside. She had ordered a stroker the other day in a horny fugue state. Tina saw the mail truck driving off, and opened the package. The box containing the stroker itself was buried underneath. She then opened that box, and squeezed the stroker between her hands. It was transparent so she could see her own cock. Tina squeezed the lube into the stroker, and stepped out onto her driveway. She squeezed her breast in one hand, and opened the mouth of the stroker with the other.
Her cockhead popped out the other end of the stroker. She moved it up and down, getting back into the same rhythm she had found with the video only a few moments ago. She groaned, closing her eyes and letting the rays of sunlight filtering through the trees shine down on her naked body. Sweat dripped from her underboobs, covering her palm as she caressed her breasts, tweaking her nipple and stroking her cock faster. The images from the video played on a loop in her head. She tuned out the world around her, getting into her masturbation with a great intensity. Her balls were soaked in her pussy juice, the warm drops splashing down onto her feet. Tina wanted to try out her new toy immediately, and didn’t care if anyone saw her.
She slowed her strokes. Her cock was throbbing so hard within the squishy confines of the stroker that she could feel it. The entrance of the stroker was near the base of her shaft, dripping the lube onto her swinging balls. Tina moved her hand away from her breast, and held it in front of her glans. She squeezed down on the stroker. A thick, creamy rope of cum sprayed out. It splattered against her palm, filling it with a white puddle of cum. Several smaller spurts followed, along with her pussy squirting onto her ball sack. Her cock softened and beads of sweat profusely dripped down her body. Tina lifted her hand to her mouth, and slurped up her own cum. She moved it around in her cheek. It was the first raw shot she had tasted, and it was still delicious. Tina stroked her balls. They still had a heaviness to them, but she was going to give her body some time to recharge.
“Thanks for the snack,” she said. “You can rest.”
Her neighbor across the street, a high school boy, had seen her. Though he didn’t say a word, he would later ask Tina if he could come over. It was some way to thank her for the show, even if he didn’t want to say it outright. Tina would know it had something to do with it when he couldn’t stop staring at her bulge. That would happen a few days later. She spent the next few hours running errands. She went to the mall that Mara liked to frequent. She wore a skirt with no panties, letting her flaccid cock just barely be hidden by the bottom of her skirt. She wanted to meet up with Mara and thank her for the information. Mara had told her about a club that she had gone to once or twice, and thought Tina might like it as a place to blow off some steam.
As the sun was setting on the horizon, turning the city skyline a shade of red that faded into orange, Tina’s car drove into a secluded part of town. It was a place that was off the beaten path, in a district that was known to host sex toy shops, strip joints and other seedier kinds of business that would never make their way into a tourism pamphlet. Tina was wearing a pair of shorts with no underwear underneath. The less clothes she had to take off for this, the better. She had already paid her fee, and walked through the neon-lit city streets around to the entrance. Their hometown was lucky enough to have a jack off club. It was established in the early 90s, and had been quietly existing through word of mouth.
Though it was an all-men establishment, Tina said that she had a cock. The club was going to allow her in for one night to see how the regulars would react. Tina wore a shirt to cover her breasts, but was going to leave everything below the waist exposed. As she waited in line, she saw that a familiar face was waiting in line alongside her. Her aunt, Irene Eclair, was going to this club too. She was a woman in her 40s who had given birth to one son, and was looking for a way to spend some time to herself now that he had gone off to college. She had light brown hair and an ample bust, along with a cock comparable in size to Tina’s own. While she was a futanari, Tina and Mara’s mother wasn’t, so they had looked up to her since they were young.
“Tina! So you’ve heard of this place too,” said Irene.
“Mara discovered it first,” Tina said. “She only stopped going because she found a better club.”
“I’m just glad I don’t have to go it alone. There might be some horny younger studs here, and I don’t want to intimidate them,” Irene said.
“I’ve already blown three loads today... and ate all of them,” Tina said. Her cock twitched in her shorts when she admitted that. She and Irene were admitted to the club. They set aside their clothes in a locker near the entrance. Their erect nipples were visible underneath their T-shirts, which clung to their bodies with sweat. They entered the room, seeing a mix of older and younger men, hairy and not, all naked with their cocks out. The smell of sweat, cock musk, and cum filled the atmosphere. Some of them were jerking each other off, while many of them went solo, observing the others and idly stroking their own erect dicks.
“There’s so many cocks,” Tina said. “Wonder if there’s any guys from my office here.”
“It’s possible. Some of them are trying to keep it secret,” said Irene.
Tina walked over to a group of younger guys. Music played across the dance floor, while screens around the area showed videos of gay and bisexual porn to get men in the mood. Magazines and photobooks containing similar material were also available, along with free lube pumping stations. Entering the place, which was humid with the combined body heat of the gathered members, had gotten her cock rising to the occasion. The smell of cum, freshly squirted and drying, was around every corner. A blacklight would turn the place into a planetarium. Tina kept one hand firmly on her cock, while Irene went to get a drink to start the evening. The regulars of the club had been informed that a futanari was going to be visiting. They weren’t expecting two.
“Hey, boys,” Tina said, shaking her cock and spilling drops of precum on the floor. “Never seen a futa’s dick before?”
She knew why they were intimidated. Only a few men in the club had larger than average cocks. Most men were in the 5 to 6 inch range. Tina’s dick was longer than theirs. They could feel the heat coming off her cock. The sounds of Tina’s fapping dissolved into the crowd. A lot of the men there were quiet, while the rest were talking among themselves, usually about the other cocks. Discussion of what happened outside of the venue was largely verboten, so as to avoid giving away anyone’s identity. Tina’s cock was so on edge after only a few minutes inside, and she didn’t want to cum too early. Walking out of the place with a limp cock and an unsatisfying load would disappoint her most of all. She looked down at her dick, and noticed something on the floor.
A target had been painted on the floor. A yellow line was just behind the target, showing where to stand. Some bars like this had games of cornhole set up, while this was in a place full of cornholes. Looking to break the ice with the club regulars, Tina stood on the yellow line. She spread her legs, and briefly lifted her balls to show everyone that she did indeed have a pussy under there. Tina squirted a small amount of lube into her hand. She sniffed the smell coming off it, and slapped it on her cock. Tina stroked with great passion, tapping into the well of horniness that she had let fill back up after her driveway jerk session earlier that day. Her moans were growing raunchier. Her breasts heaved up and down inside her shirt. The sweat pouring from her armpits exposed the shape and color of her nipples.
“Bullseye... bullseye... aim for the bullseye...” Tina said between her moans. “Sucks to waste such a tasty load, but I’m going to... FUCK!”
Holding onto her balls to steady her aim, Tina cocked her cock towards the target. She groaned as a rope of cum, thick and white, came flying out of her tip. It soared through the air, landing just short of the bullseye. Tina had yet to go soft. She felt like she had one more shot in her. She felt something long and hot pressing against her back. Aunt Irene had seen her niece’s cum shoot out, and wanted to help her with her second shot. She rubbed her own cock, and approached Tina from behind. The club rules said that nothing was to go inside an ass, but there was a loophole. Her hard cock slid between Tina’s butt cheeks, lubing up her ass crack with the dripping precum from her glans. She lowered her cock, and pushed it inside Tina’s pussy.
Tina gasped. “Aunt Irene, I told you, I’m not trying to get pregnant right now.”
“Just giving your cock a little boost, dear,” said Aunt Irene.
She put her hand on the base of Tina’s cock, while Tina kept hers on the upper half of her shaft. Irene pulled out of Tina’s pussy, then slid back in. Tina’s balls brushed against her. Her sweat-soaked breasts pressed against Tina’s back through her shirt. With two hands on her dick, the wet jerking sounds on the floor grew loud, overlapping with the moans coming from the two girls. Tina’s cock was feeling sensitive again. She grabbed her balls once more, holding them gently enough to stir up her sperm inside. Her cock pulsed between her fingers before firing off another shot. The rope of semen landed on the target with a wet splat.
“Bullseye!” Tina said, pumping her fist in the air.
Irene pulled her wet cock out of Tina’s slit. She slid it between Tina’s thighs, kissing her ball sack with the wet tip of her cock. “Congrats. Do you win anything?”
“Just the cheers of the crowd,” Tina said.
Tina and Irene allowed the men to jerk off their cocks, feeling and stroking them for the rest of the evening. None of them found the men there to their liking, but they enjoyed the company of mutual masturbation. They sat side by side at a table, stroking their cocks while they took a short break from the party. They had removed their shirts, leaving their shoes the only thing they were wearing. Irene had brought a pair of condoms in, sneaking them onto the floor. She and Tina slipped the condoms over their dicks, idly stroking and moaning as they caught up with each other.
“I thought you were living out of state,” said Tina.
“I was,” Irene said. “I came into town because I wanted to spend the weekend at your place. It’s been so long since I’ve had you in my pussy.”
“I forgot how good it felt until you shoved it in,” Irene said. “Even if the futanari gene skipped mom, you’re packing something amazing.”
“You flatter me,” Irene said. “Tell me, dear, do you like to eat your own cum?”
“I love my own taste more than anyone,” said Tina.
“There’d better be some room in there for mine,” said Irene.
Their repeated stroking wouldn’t have gotten them much of an audience by itself. Everyone was jerking off, and their presence had faded into the background as the regulars and the men switched groups and masturbated among themselves. A curious onlooker turned his head when he heard Tina moan. Irene had been using her niece’s pussy juice to jerk off, and felt the rush of an incoming orgasm.
Irene came first. She hadn’t cum all evening, saving her load for this moment. The condom hung low off her glans, rapidly inflating with warm jizz. It was the color and texture of vanilla pudding, filling the condom until it was the size of a baseball. Seconds after her aunt came, Tina filled her own condom with a similarly large load. Their condoms hung off the edge of the chair. Irene’s hand darted underneath her condom, grabbing it and holding it in her hand. She stuck a straw inside the condom and handed it over to Tina. Tina slowly removed her own condom, handing it over to her aunt.
They reclined back in their chairs, sweating and relaxing as they basked in the afterglow of their orgasms. The two futanari women got up and walked towards the exit, slurping from their condoms like milkshakes. The flavor of Irene’s cum was milder than Tina’s own, which made it easier for her to suck in a mouthful of it. There was so much passing through her straw that she could chew it before gulping it down. Irene made quick work of Tina’s condom. They stopped in front of the lockers, opening them and taking out their underwear. The condoms, straws still inside, were tossed. Tina licked her lips, and let out a small burp as her aunt’s cum settled in her stomach.
“Think you’d want to come here again?’ asked Irene.
“I don’t have any openings in my schedule,” Tina said. “There’s no major holidays around the corner. The most I have is a three day weekend here and there, and I’d rather use those to jerk off.”
“Jerking off is good, but you need the touch of another person. My pussy’s all yours for the weekend,” Irene said. “I can help you with some other things, too.”
They didn’t make it home. Tina and Irene stopped in the parking lot of a nearby shopping plaza on the way home. Most of the stores had closed, or were about to. Irene brought a vintage futanari magazine, featuring futa girls with big cocks and big bushes. The sky was dark. With the distant glow of the lighted up store names and the streetlights illuminating them, the two of them spent another half hour flipping through the magazine, edging and jerking until they were spent. They licked their cum off each other’s fingers, swallowing everything their balls could hold. By the time they made it back to Tina’s house, they fell asleep.
When Tina woke up in the morning, Irene had come into her bedroom, having woken up half an hour earlier. She was sucking Tina’s cock, slurping her off first thing in the morning. Irene had to leave the next morning. They had one more day to spend with each other. Tina’s balls had filled up overnight, and she was ready to shoot.