Exotic Futa Dancers Collection

by Reed James

  I reached behind me, grabbed that big dick, and lined myself up. I sat and impaled myself down Alison's cock knowingly this time. I whimpered as her massive shaft spread me open. My big tits, cum dribbling over my mounds, heaved before my friend.

  “This is impossible,” my friend muttered, her Hispanic accent growing thicker. “She has a cock!”

  “A huge one,” I moaned. More cum dribbled to my lips. I licked it off.

  Alison grabbed my hips. My pigtails danced and my breasts heaved as I raised myself up her cock. Dancing gave me toned legs. I shuddered as I slammed back down, the silky friction caressing me, the pleasure spilling through my body.

  My friend licked her lips, her eyes locked on my breasts. Destinee's hips wiggled back and forth. She let out a purring moan, her hands squeezing her own breasts through her top. Then she darted her head down and licked at the cum dribbling over my right breast.

  “Destinee!” I groaned as she climbed up my breast to my nipple. She danced her tongue around it, caressing my areola and stimulating my nipple. “Oooh, yes, yes!”

  My pussy clamped down on Alison's futa-dick, increasing the friction. It was incredible. I shuddered. My head swayed from side to side as I enjoyed this wicked and delicious treat. My heart pounded in my chest. The heat was incredible. A delicious feast that I savored. I licked my lips as my friend lapped cum off my breasts.

  I whimpered and groaned. My snatch clamped down on Alison cock. My hips wiggled back and forth. I groaned at the feel of working my snatch up and down her huge cock. This dizzying heat swept through me. My hands clenched on my thighs. I loved worshiping her cock with my pussy.

  Destinee's tongue was everywhere. She licked me. Teased me. She brought me closer and closer to my eruption as she gathered up my cum. She licked up my neck to the jizz spilling around me. My Hispanic friend's tongue felt amazing.

  “This cum tastes fantastic,” she moaned before licking across my lips.

  She kissed me. She thrust her tongue into my mouth, swirling it around, passing me Alison's futa-cum. I shuddered and moaned. My pussy clamped down on Alison's cock. The heat spilled through me as I moaned into Destinee's mouth.

  My friend tasted so good along with the salty spunk.

  “Damn, that's incredible,” Alison moaned. “Ooh, yes, yes, you're just working that pussy. Love it!”

  “Uh-huh,” I moaned as I broke my kiss with Destinee.

  My hips danced from side to side as Destinee licked across my face. She gathered up all that cum while I stirred that huge cock around inside of me. Alison's dick felt incredible. I massaged her shaft with my pussy. Teased me. This was a wicked treat to experience.

  “Ooh, your cock is amazing!” I moaned. “I'm going to explode on it!”

  “Good,” the futa moaned as I worked my cunt up and down her shaft. I savored the silky friction. “Goddess, you're hot. Keep working that pussy.”

  “Mmm, yes,” I moaned.

  Destinee kissed me again, shoveling more cum into my mouth. I kissed her hard. Our tongues danced together. It was this hot delight. My tongue dueled with hers. We passed the girl-spunk back and forth as I worked my cunt up and down the futa's huge dick.

  My pussy grew hotter. Wetter. The music thudded through the club. I couldn't believe we were doing this at my work.

  Alison's hands slid up my sides. She found my breasts. She kneaded my heaving mounds as I kissed my friend. Our tongues dueled. They danced together. I shuddered, this wicked heat building and building in me.

  It brought me closer and closer to my climax. I whimpered, my body on fire. Alison played with my nipples. She twisted them. I whimpered into the kiss with Destinee. Stars danced before me as the billowing bliss reached my mind.

  I grew dizzy.

  Destinee broke our kiss. “How amazing is it?”

  “The best!” I moaned.

  My fellow stripper fell to her knees. She gasped, “She is a hermaphrodite. She's got a yummy concha. Mmm, I have to eat her.”

  “Devour that clam,” I moaned, sliding my pussy down the futa's dick.

  My friend nuzzled in, her face rubbing into my pussy working up and down that big cock. I gasped, Destinee's tongue flicking from Alison's pussy to mine, brushing my petals on the downstroke. It added another wicked delight to the passion surging through me.

  I whimpered, my pussy clenching and relaxing. My orgasm swelled faster and faster through me. I slammed down Alison's cock, whimpering, groaning, when a dark shape loomed before me. I gasped at the sight of the club's owner.

  Erich stood there, the buff, German man who owned the club. He had tanned skin stretching out his muscle shirt. Gold chains draped around his neck. His eyes bulged as he saw us. I shuddered, knowing I was so fired.

  I didn't care.

  “Alison!” I howled as I came, the chiseled-chin strip club owner staring at me with shocked eyes. “Yes, yes, yes, cum in me!”

  I slammed my pussy down her girl-cock. My pussy convulsed. Juices flooded out of me. Destinee licked and lapped at my pussy. She fluttered her tongue through my folds. I whimpered and groaned. My pussy spasmed around Alison's futa-dick, milking her, writhing about her.

  I wanted her cum to spill into me.

  Stars exploded across my vision. They burned and danced before me as my pussy convulsed and writhed. I moaned and gasped, my big tits heaving. My pussy writhed around the huge dick in me, aching for the jizz.

  “Cum in me, Alison!” I moaned. “Fire that futa-cum into me.”

  “Futa...” groaned the owner, staring at me.

  “Aphrodite, yes!” howled Alison. Her cock erupted.

  I gasped as her jizz fired into me. That delicious heat showered my cunt. Destinee moaned from beneath, getting a flood of pussy cream from Alison and me. Her tongue brushed both our folds as my pussy milked Alison's cock.

  “Yes, yes, yes, fire all that cum into me!” I moaned.

  Alison groaned something beneath her breath, almost like a prayer: “Goddess of Love and Beauty, sanctify this pussy and ward it against the brutality of men. Let any man who dares violate her pussy pay with his manhood!”

  I felt more than her hot jizz pouring into me. I shuddered and groaned as her cum fired hot and fast into my twat. This wonderful treat spilled through my flesh. This hot passion. So much cum pumped into me. It was incredible. I shuddered, my pussy writhing and spasming around me.

  Erich stared at me with this shocked and angry expression.

  I was so fired, and I didn't care. This amazing futa-cock kept spurting cum into me. My pussy rippled through my orgasm. My breasts heaved. Destinee's tongue caressed my folds while my cunt milked out the last of Alison's cum.

  “Oh, fuck, yes!” I moaned and then slumped back into her. She hugged me to her, her tits still covered in her dress. “Alison, that was incredible.”

  “Mmm, now we just have to take care of your boss,” purred Alison. “Fuck him. That would be hot.”

  I shuddered as Erich stared at me, his cock bulging his dark slacks. His blue eyes were blazing.

  Why would the futa want to me to fuck him? To keep my job?

  I groaned and stood up, my pussy sliding off of Alison's cock. I was so horny, I would do anything the futa wanted. I stepped over Destinee, cum spilling out of my cunt, and threw myself at my boss with wild abandon.

  To be continued...

  Futa-Dancers' Naughty Show

  Exotic Futa Dancers 2

  (A story of the Aphrodite Sisterhood Universe)

  by

  Reed James

  Futa-Dancers' Naughty Show

  I lunged at my boss, Erich. In the process, my pussy ripped off the futa's cock. I'd just finished giving the most intimate lap dance in my life. I stepped over my fellow dancer, Destinee, to throw myself at the buff, tanned German who ran the Candy Cane Delight Strip Club. My naked breasts heaved before me. Cum ran down my thighs. My pussy tingled and ached, cum spilling down my thighs.

  I didn't understand why Alison, t
he futa whom girl-cock I just rode while giving a lap dance, wanted me to fuck my boss Erich. Maybe she thought it would keep my job. I just had sex in the VIP room. It went against the club's policy. They didn't want us prostituting ourselves.

  Normally, I never would, but Alison... Alison was amazing.

  The moment I laid eyes on the vibrant redhead while doing my striptease, she'd enraptured me. While dancing on stage in my naughty schoolgirl outfit, I had never been so turned on. I ignored all the men showering me in tips as I stared at the woman. She had these green eyes, her low-cut dress matching that delicious hue.

  It made my dance even sexier. Wilder. I couldn't help but give my all. I dripped with juices as I twirled. When my set ended, I had to give her a chance to buy a lap dance. I wanted to do such naughty things to her.

  I had.

  I licked her pussy. I sucked on her futa-dick. I gave her a titty fuck. Her cum still coated my breasts and face. When Destinee, my fellow dancer found us, the Hispanic beauty had to join us. She licked cum off my face. When I rode Alison's girl-cock, Destinee licked our pussies, flicking back and forth between us, giving us such pleasure.

  Then Erich caught us right at the end.

  My red-dyed pigtails danced around my shoulders as I rushed at my boss. My heeled boots clicked on the flooring, y pussy dripping with cum. Erich was a tall man, broad-shouldered. He pumped irons, working out every day to have that body stretching out the muscle shirt he wore. Gold necklace draped around his neck and swayed over his chest. His blue eyes bulged.

  His hand shot out and planted in my chest holding me back.

  “Oh, come on, Erich,” I purred. Alison wanted me to fuck him, so I would. His hand was right between my breasts, his touch was rough and strong. Not feminine like Alison's touch. “I know you stare at us. Want to poke us dancers. I won't file a complaint.” I grabbed his wrist and tried to pull his hand up to cup my large tits.

  “Fuck, no,” he growled. “I know about futas. I've heard about traps.”

  “Traps?”

  Alison giggled behind me. “Oh, really?”

  “What is going on?” I asked as he ripped his hand from me. “Trap?”

  “Yeah, I'm not going to end up gender-swapped,” Erich said. His German accent grew stronger. “I'm all over the forums about you. Word popped up you were in Sacramento. Knew it was only a matter of time before one of you came here.”

  “Oh, you sure you don't want to fuck her,” Alison asked. She hugged me from behind. Her futa-cock nudged me in the rump. Her breasts, constrained in her dress, rubbed on my back. “Just slip that dick in her and become someone else. A beautiful, tanned woman. I bet Aphrodite will give you big breasts.”

  “Big breasts?” Destinee asked.

  “Just slide into Spice, and she'll change you forever,” Alison purred.

  I shuddered. Spice was my stripper name. I wiggled against Alison's futa-cock. Her cum dribbled down my thighs. I was so confused. Gender-swap? My pussy was a trap? As Alison came in me, she had whispered something. It sounded like a prayer, but I was cumming too hard to really focus on what she said.

  “No, I'm good,” Erich said, strong arms folded across his chest. “I'm not going to be tempted to fuck her.”

  “Oh,” Alison said, her expression falling. “Well...” She shifted, sounding confused. I was confused. My heart raced.

  “So, I tell you what, futa, you make my two strippers into what you are, and I'll overlook these illegal acts here. Won't call the police on them. Won't fire them.”

  “Oh, really?” Alison said. “You want futas working at your club?”

  I blinked and then shuddered, Alison's hands fondling my breasts. She kneaded them. Teased them. I groaned. My hips wiggled back into her futa-cock. I shuddered as her dick pressed into my butt-crack, soaked in my pussy juices. Could I become like Alison?

  “Of course I would love it,” Erich said. “If I had futas working here, dancing out on stage, it would drive the guys out there wild. They would love it. My club will be packed. I will make so much money.” Greed shone in his eyes.

  “Well, I don't have a problem making them into futas,” said Alison. “You're a weird one.”

  I just shivered, my butt-cheeks clenching on Alison's futa-cock. I could become a futa?

  * * *

  The next evening, I trembled. I hadn't been so nervous to give a show in a long time. Not since my first time. I felt almost like a new dancer. That tonight was my first time. I had danced with other women before. I had even put on naughty sex shows out on stage.

  I couldn't fuck the customers, but I could put on a “performance” where I fucked someone. It was the line between sex and porn. So long as it was “art,” it wasn't a crime. Dancing out there and having sex with another girl was just us making art.

  I glanced at Destinee. The Hispanic beauty was dressed as a naughty schoolgirl. She had a flirty, purple-and-black plaid skirt that barely covered her rump, white thigh-high stockings, and a schoolgirl blouse not buttoned up but tied just beneath her round breasts to constrain them. It showed off her golden-brown skin and her toned and sexy body. Her feathery, black hair tumbled about her delicious body.

  She looked different than yesterday. There was something extra-sexy about her. Her body had been hot before, but Aphrodite had transformed her when making her into a futa. It had made her into a perfect beauty, making her tits perkier, her ass plumper, her skin smoother.

  And Aphrodite had done the same with me.

  She made me a futa. I'd sucked the Goddess's insubstantial girl-dick. I'd drunk her salty love. She'd changed me. Transformed me.

  My clit ached and throbbed as I waited backstage in my naughty nurse outfit. It consisted of a tight, white mini-skirt that hugged my rump, and a sports-bra-like top with red crosses over both my breasts, right on my nipples. My large breasts were perky and round. They were just so busty and wonderful. I was changed. Transformed.

  Improved.

  I adjusted my nurse's cap perched atop my dyed-red hair. My heart thundered in my chest as the song thudding through the club built towards its crescendo. Our fellow dancer, Lace, was out there strutting her stuff.

  “We're going to blow them away,” purred Destinee. Her real name was Martina, but I was so used to thinking of all my fellow dancers by their performer names. “We're going to melt their bones. Trust me. Our big dicks are going to make them explode. All those horny men will love it.”

  “Oh, yes,” I said. “Still... I'm nervous. I know I shouldn't be.” I shivered. “Well, at least all this energy will fuel us. We're going to give them a show that will make them explode.”

  “Yeah,” she nodded. “Ooh, we're going to go out there and melt their bones. It's going to be amazing.”

  “Yep,” I agreed.

  The song ended.

  “That was Lace, wrapping you up in her sweet delight!” the DJ crooned.

  The crowd cheered. I shuddered, waiting for Lace to leave the stage. My clit ached and throbbed. My crotchless panties felt so naughty on me, my shaved pussy lips feeling the cool air blowing through the slit.

  I rubbed my hands up and down my white, fishnet stockings. They were thigh highs like Destinee's. I shifted on my heels, eager to give my naughty checkup to Destinee while the crowd out there cheered us on.

  Lace burst through the red-and-white-striped curtain separating us from the stage, her naked body flushed. Her tits heaving. She glanced at us, her body quivering. She licked her lips and groaned, “Goddamn, why are you two so sexy?”

  I winked at her. “You're going to have a hard time getting a lap dance from anyone while we're performing. Everyone's going to be watching the stage.”

  “Oh, yeah?” Lace asked, her body shuddering. Her large, fake tits heaved before her. Bleached-blonde hair danced around her flushed face. “Why is that? What are you two going to do? I don't see any toys on you.”

  “We're packing our own toys,” Destinee purred.

  “Big time,”
I said. “You're going to love it.”

  “What are you two up to, Spice?” she asked, giving me a direct look.

  I winked at her.

  “When naughty Destinee feels an itch in her pussy, she turns to Nurse Spice to find out what's wrong!” cooed the DJ. “Let's give it up for our wild duo putting on a special treat!”

  I grabbed my friend's hand and marched towards the curtain. I thrust through the cloth and stepped out onto the stage that thrust out into the midst of the crowd, leading my friend by the hand. Men lined it, sitting on their seats, sipping their drinks, watching us with such hungry eyes. At round tables dotting the club, men sat, watching, enjoying drinks while the other strippers moved through the crowd, trying to get guys to buy lap dances in the VIP.

  I shuddered as we walked out, taking our poses for the dance to begin. The music thudded. Destinee's hips cocked from side to side. Her tartan skirt swirled about her golden-brown thighs. Her ripe breasts jiggled in her blouse. She thrust her arms up into the air.

  My clit throbbed, aching to transform already. I fought to control my new, naughty bit. She swirled around me, her breasts heaving. My hips rocked from side to side, wiggling, my tits jiggling in my top.

  My heart thudded in my chest as I loved this. I watched her dance around me, my body swaying to the music. It beat through me. My breasts swayed in my tight top. My miniskirt clung to my ass. The men leaned in, watching us dance around each other.

  Her black hair swayed about her hungry face. She grabbed her skirt and lifted it up, exposing the lacy, white panties she wore. They were crotchless, like mine, her shaved pussy lips peeking out through the slit in the crotch, gleaming, her clit engorged.

  I licked my lips, my hips cocking as she dropped her skirt and danced away, a tease, giving me a taste of her problem. I shuddered and danced after her, my breasts heaving. The men were already pressing on the stage.