Something Has Come Up

Jenna never let up stroking Dylan's cock and the combination of this and being sodomized very deeply for an extended period had the predictable result. His body jerked and sprayed the rug with sticky cum. Her job done, Jenna released Dylan's cock and put both her hands around his waist. I had pounded Dylan hard before, but nothing like what Jenna did now. She pulled almost out of him and slammed in; doing it again and again. I felt Dylan cumming again as his prostate was remorselessly stimulated. Then Jenna was panting and moaning and arching her back as she continued to pummel Dylan, eventually pumping his ass full of her cum.

Jenna withdrew and slumped back against the sofa. It was my turn to apply the coup de grace. I gripped my cock and pulled the foreskin back and forth quickly, covering and uncovering my head rapidly. Jenna and Dylan moved to kneel in front of me, mouths open and tongues out expectantly. Face-fucking Dylan had got me close and it was not long before I painted both of their faces with cum. Three exhausted people collapsed together in a cum-covered huddle, touching, stroking, kissing and eventually snoozing.

A Farewell To Charms

My Monday morning alarm sounded. Time to get up already? I rolled over to turn off my 'phone and suddenly became much more awake. Turning under the covers had felt so strange. There was something missing between my legs. I pulled back the covers and there was an uninterrupted view down to my hairless pussy. No rod that had magically grown or attached itself to me, no fleshy, veiny shaft, no purple, throbbing head, just my rounded pubis, bathed in the morning sun.

Suppressing my disappointment, I smiled ruefully to myself. Wow! Your imagination has really been in overdrive Emily Miller.

As is customary, I picked up my 'phone and checked my Lit messages. At the top of the list was one from Jenna:

Hi Em,

I had the most weird, yet amazing dream. You were in it and Dylan was too. It was so realistic. But do you want to know the most messed up thing, Em? You and I both had cocks. Great big, hard cocks. Can you imagine that?

💋💋💋

Jenna

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Footnotes

These notes appear here as they refer to plot points:

• This work is intended to be essentially in the spirit of Futanari. Futanari girls, while bearing a passing resemblance to female transexuals, are essentially pure fantasy figures. For this reason, there is no intent by the author to describe the actual transexual experience in this story or to claim that any aspects of it apply to real-life transexuals.

• My thanks to those male Lit members (pun intended) who tried to explain to me what having a cock feels like. I hope I did their explanations justice, if not, the fault is mine, not theirs.