Climax: Volume 1

by Ella Ford

  As my tongue lapped against Monica’s soft skin, my hand roamed over her body. I longed to feel her soft skin, and my frantic fingers clutched at her loose dress, pulling it over her waist and exposing her ass. My touch fell on her ass cheek, gripping it firmly, desperate to touch her yielding flesh through the soft cotton of her panties. Gradually, my fingers worked their way down, lightly caressing the inviting divide and following that valley south, between her legs. Her thighs were parted and my hand pushed onwards to her pussy, following the warmth that radiated from her.

  Suddenly, I stopped, fingers frozen against the material of her panties. I pulled back from Monica’s neck and she sensed my absence and moaned. My mind reeled, attempting to process what my touch sense was telling it. My fingertips had come to rest between Monica’s legs, where her most sensitive area should be. But instead, I felt a curious and familiar bulge. A firm, fleshy growth that had no business being there.

  Tentatively, I probed onwards, lightly squeezing what I had found. My heart raced as I explored the strange appendage. Distantly, I sensed Monica’s body tense beneath me as my fingers gripped her. Her head rose from Kim’s mouth.

  Suddenly, she sat bolt upright and jumped backwards, landing on her back on the other corner of the sofa, a look of pure terror on her face. Her dress was hitched up around her waist as she cowered before us, her parted knees revealing her panties to us.

  Both Kim and I sat there, mouths hanging open as we stared at our prone friend. For all Monica’s distress, neither of us could look away from her crotch and what lay before us. Protruding from Monica’s white cotton panties and lying against her right thigh, was a perfectly ordinary looking, semi-erect penis.

  Monica sobbed quietly. “I told you that you guys would hate me!”

  Chapter 2

  Unsurprisingly, Kim was the first to speak. “Uh, Mon, do you realise that you have a, uh, penis?” She pointed a slender manicured finger at the unexpected cock that lay against Monica’s sobbing body.

  Monica nodded, her distraught expression a stark contrast to the primal vixen of a few seconds ago. I moved forwards to sit beside her, touching her cheek with the back of my hand.

  “Monica, it’s okay. You can tell us anything. You don’t need to be afraid or ashamed,” I said, feeling a sudden protectiveness towards my timid friend. I wondered how long she had protected this secret, how long she had hidden away from others. My mind raced, revisiting past events and seeing my friend in a new light. For the last few years, Monica had been excused from gym class. We’d all assumed that it was due to her mild epilepsy, but was this the reason? Were the school and her parents protecting her from the cruelty of her classmates?

  Monica sniffed and sat in silence for a few moments. In time, she pulled her knees up to her chest and began to speak. “It all started when I was thirteen,” she whispered, “before that I was just a normal girl. Then one day, I woke up to find this new bulge between my legs. It was small at first, just a tiny lump. My mom and dad took me to the doctors, I think they thought it was c-cancer or something.” Her voice broke at the painful memory and she paused to gather her thoughts.

  “That’s okay Mon, take your time,” Kim said, an uncharacteristic compassion in her voice.

  “The doctor examined me and he told my parents that I had something called Futanari Syndrome. It’s a rare condition, affects one in a million kids or something. I was born with latent male genes that control the development of a penis. When I hit puberty, my hormones triggered something inside me and … it began to develop.” She paused again and wiped her eyes with the back of her hand. “Over the next few years, it grew and grew. My parents told the school and the school gave me special permission to skip certain classes. We talked about having surgery to remove it, but it’s apparently quite dangerous for futanari like me to have the operation. So I’m stuck with it, like some kind of freak!” She sobbed and lay her head against her knees.

  I pulled her close to me and hugged her, saying nothing but letting her feel secure in my embrace.

  “So…” Kim spoke and my heart sank as I anticipated the next question, “does it, like, work and stuff?” Typical Kim!

  Monica sniffed and raised her head to look at Kim through teary eyes. “Wh-what do you mean?”

  Kim shuffled forwards and gently squeezed her hand between Monica’s legs, pushing them apart slightly. Monica didn’t resist, but she tensed in my embrace as Kim touched her.

  “I mean,” said Kim, reaching down to take Monica’s unexpected cock in her hand, “if I touch it, does it respond? Will it, you know, cum?” She wrapped her slender fingers around the fleshy appendage and tenderly stroked them up and down. Monica relaxed slightly in my arms and sighed. Her legs fell apart and she relaxed back into the sofa.

  “Y-yes, it works and… oh god Kim, that feels amazing!” she whispered as Kim continued to massage her stiffening cock.

  Kim smiled at Monica and lowered her head down between Monica’s legs until her mouth was inches away from the glistening tip of Monica’s member. Suddenly, she paused and blinked rapidly. “Oh shit Lucy, you have to see this!”

  Monica tensed and the look of fear returned to her face. “What is it Kim? You’re making Mon uncomfortable!” I responded, hugging my friend tighter to myself.

  Kim smiled broadly at me. “She… she has both!”

  “What do you mean?” I asked, not entirely sure what she was talking about.

  “I mean, Monica has a cock and a pussy!”

  I relaxed my grip on Monica and let her lay back on the sofa again. I had to see this, and moved to where Kim was kneeling between Monica’s legs. Kim had moved Mon’s panties to one side. She still held the cock firmly in her hand, but had moved it up and out of the way. Running from the base of the penis and down between her legs, was a perfectly normal looking pussy, with an entirely neat labia. Distantly, I noted that he lips were glistening and damp, and something within me was suddenly struck with an urge to plunge my tongue into that inviting chasm. How strange that when faced with such a peculiar situation, my mind should still linger on such sordid thoughts. But I couldn’t deny the fact that Monica’s extraordinary anatomy made me as horny as hell!

  “Mon,” I said quizzically, “do they both, you know, work?”

  Monica had relaxed a little and nodded silently.

  “Have you ever… I mean… has anyone ever… you know?”

  She looked confused and shook her head, indicating that she didn’t understand what I was getting at.

  I sighed, “I mean… have you ever fucked anyone with it?”

  Monica’s gaze fell down to the floor and she blushed. Eventually, she replied in a broken whisper. “I-I don’t know… I’ve barely touched it, can’t stand to look at it. It’s all too weird!”

  Kim and I looked at each other, our minds clearly headed in the same direction. We smiled and then both turned to face Monica.

  Kim grinned broadly and said, “Mon, I think this night is about to get a whole lot more interesting!”

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  I stood first and moved to the center of the room, then turned on my heel to look back at where Monica lay. “Let’s get you relaxed a little,” I purred at my friend and turned to Kim, beckoning her towards me with a sultry smile.

  Kim stood and walked up to me, her eyes eager with anticipation. As she approached, I put my hands on her hips and pulled her body close to mine, locking my gaze on her face. Pausing for the briefest of seconds, I then leaned forward and kissed her deeply. She responded instantly, putting her own arms around my back and gripping my buttocks firmly as she pressed her mouth onto mine. Our tongues came together, greedily exploring the taste of the other and for a blissful moment, we were lost in each other. But then I pushed her back with mock forcefulness.

  Raising my hand, I made an idle twirling motion with my finger, indicating that Kim should turn around. She did so, and spun on her high heels to face Monica. Our friend lay watching us perform for her with rap
t attention. Her eyes flickered over our bodies, and I noticed that as she studied us, her curious cock was twitching between her legs and growing all the while.

  I moved to stand behind Kim and with a skilfull motion, unzipped her dress. Leaning forward, I gently eased the tight black material down Kim’s slender body while I kissed her exposed neck. She shuddered at my touch, laying her head to one side to allow me easier access. I savored the intoxicating aroma of her perfume as my lips brushed her warm skin. The dress fell to the floor around her ankles and she stood before me in her bra, panties and black stockings. Without looking up from her neck, I flicked the clasp of her bra open and the lacy undergarment fell down her arms to the floor.

  I stepped back again and turned Kim around. Her breasts were magnificent, pert and perfectly formed, with perfect brown nipples that were rock hard with her arousal.

  I fixed her gaze and smiled to her, enjoying this erotic moment. “Panties,” I commanded, and she obediently pushed the flimsy thong over her hips to the floor. “Come here,” I said and she stepped forwards into my embrace once more, our mouths eagerly seeking each other out again. We kissed deeply, passionately, and I found myself growing dizzy at the intensity of it. The feel of her soft lips against mine, the taste of her tongue and her lipstick. I craved the warmth of her naked body against mine and pulled her closer. She responded by clawing at me with frantic hands, pushing the negligee off my shoulders to join her clothes on the floor then reaching behind me to undo my bra, which disappeared into the fevered maelstrom. I backed off briefly to drop my own panties and complete my nakedness, then returned to the fray and threw my body against Kim’s. Our breasts squashed together, nipples touching and our lips found each other again. I felt out of control, driven by the raw energy of our passion and the blazing warmth of Kim’s soft body. My frantic hands pawed at her body, grabbing her hips, her ass, her stockinged thigh and she reciprocated in kind. My pussy roared its approval, a fiery ball of lust that burned at my core and sent waves of pleasure through my torso and down my arms and legs. I longed to feel my friend inside me, to give myself to her and take her as well.

  But I knew that I must not get too carried away, at least not yet, and pulled myself together. I stepped back once more and pushed Kim away from me.

  Panting heavily, I pointed back at the sofa. “S-sit down,” I managed to say and Kim nodded then turned to rejoin Monica.

  Monica, meanwhile, had taken her swollen cock in her hand and was idly playing with it. It had grown to a sizable length and protruded up from her crotch, revealing her dripping pussy beneath. I moved to kneel before her. Tenderly, I gripped her face beneath her chin and kissed her lightly. She trembled beneath me, shaking with nervousness and lust.

  “Let’s get you out of those clothes,” I whispered and kissed her lightly again. I then took her hand and pulled her up to stand beside me, pulling her body to mine as I’d pulled Kim towards me.

  I locked my eyes on hers and spoke softly to her. “Here’s what’s going to happen. You’re going to get naked, then you’re going to fuck Kim’s tight hole. Do you understand?”

  She blushed slightly, and I couldn’t tell whether it was with embarrassment or arousal. I suspected a little of both, but she nodded nonetheless and started to undress herself. I stepped back and let her get on with it, keen not to scare her or make her uncomfortable.

  In time, she stood before Kim and me, completely naked. Her mousey blonde hair fell down her shoulders and lay across her sizable breasts enticingly. She had an amazing body, curvy and feminine and I longed to feel her soft skin against me. But I stood back to enjoy the sight of her, taking in every inch of her figure… and the bloated erection that hung in front of her, swaying left and right in time with her motions. Oh god, how I longed to feel that meaty length inside me. There was something about it, something compelling and taboo, and the more I gazed at it, the more I was hypnotized by its inviting girth.

  I could see that Kim was similarly entranced.

  “D-do you like it?” said Monica haltingly, her voice still trembling as she bid for our approval.

  “Yes, yes I do,” I said and stepped forwards to take her in my arms and kiss her deeply. As our breasts pushed together, I felt the cock sandwiched between us, the glistening tip caught between the flesh of our stomachs. It burned there and I swore I could feel it throbbing against my skin. The thought made me flush, a jolt of pleasure rippling up and down my body. I gripped Monica’s face and plunged my tongue into her mouth. She flinched at my ferocity, but relaxed and succumbed to my exploration, her own tongue flicking out to meet mine and tentatively taste my lips.

  As one, we stumbled backwards towards the sofa and fell, writing, onto the soft cushions. I pulled myself up, and motioned for Kim to get onto all fours with her ass in the air. “Show us your pussy,” I said, surprised at my sexual confidence and no longer feeling at all self conscious around my naked friends. I was now driven by a force I couldn’t explain, hungry for pleasure and motivated by pure lust. My desires were in control now, and what they wanted right now was to see Monica fuck Kim with her enormous cock while I played with her pussy.

  Kim moved into position, gripping the end of the sofa with one arm and thrusting her ass and pussy upwards towards us. With her other hand, she reached between her legs and parted her pussy lips, revealing her soft pink lips that were slick with her passion. As we watched, she gently toyed with her clitoris, rubbing it with her fingertips in tight swirls, then gripping it between two fingers and squeezing lightly. She moaned as she played with herself, “Oh god, Mon, put it in me!”

  Monica looked at me, her nervousness returning, “I-I don’t know how!” she exclaimed.

  I raised a finger to her lips and smiled at her tenderly, “Don’t worry, I’ll show you,” and moved to kneel behind Kim. I beckoned Monica to join me and she quickly did, positioning herself between Kim’s parted legs.

  I smiled and kissed her again, wanting to put her completely at ease. Then, gingerly, I reached down and gripped her cock. It was hot, very hot, and as hard as steel. I wondered what it felt like to feel such a thing on your body, to have it project before you and to pound it into a tight vagina. In many ways, I felt sorry for Monica. She would always been seen as a freak, something different to be feared and mocked. But in another way, I felt a kind of jealousy. As my friend kneeled there, she seemed statuesque and powerful, despite her trepidation. She was a being of pure pleasure, possessing both male and female attributes, and could attain ecstasy in a multitude of ways. I longed for that myself, I longed to feel myself penetrated by a hard cock, while I rammed my own cock into someone else. It was debauched and wicked, but my mind was overcome by these sordid longings.

  I turned my attention to Kim and Monica, and playfully teased Mon’s cock over the dripping lips of Kim’s pussy. The girls both sighed at this, shuddering at this unexpected thrill and both moaning at me to continue. Gently, I located Kim’s hole with the end of the cock and Monica eased it forwards into our friend. The penetration seemed to last forever and was accompanied by an endless inhale from both girls. I watched it disappear into Kim’s pussy, relishing the view and the feelings in my own body as it stretched her opening wide. Monica reached forward and gripped Kim’s hips tightly, then pulled her cock out before thrusting forward again, deeper this time, yet still tentative and probing. She seemed to be operating by instinct, driven by a primal sense that none of us should have possessed, but which apparently came as part of a futanari’s DNA.

  I moved my body behind Monica and kneeled between her feet as she gradually quickened the pace of her thrusts. Taking her hair in my hand, I swept it off her shoulders and leaned forwards lick her neck and nibble her earlobe.

  “Oh fuck!” she cried, which was probably the first time I’ve heard her curse.

  From far away, I could hear Kim moaning. “Harder, harder, please, fuck me harder!” she was panting as Monica pistoned into her yielding pussy.

  I reached do
wn with my free hand and pushed my fingers between Monica’s legs. I found her pussy and plunged my fingertips into the waiting dampness there while I kissed her neck. Frantically, I moved my fingers back and forwards, gripping her labia and clitoris between my fingers. She was slick with her juices and my hand moved easily through her hot mound. I felt her body tense beneath me as she was overwhelmed with the twin sensations from her pussy and her cock and she briefly lost the rhythm of her strokes into Kim. She rallied quickly, throwing her head back and to the side and panting heavily.

  I moved my fingers back and forth, squeezing and pressing in time with her thrusts forward. She responded to every touch and her skin burned hot now as her pleasure intensified. Her penetrations quickened and her breathing changed to short gasps. I sensed her grip on Kim tightening and my other friend moaned her approval at the other end of the sofa.

  At once, Monica’s body went rigid and she thrust forwards one final, ecstatic time. She pulled Kim towards her, pushing her cock as deep as it would go and I marvelled at how much of the length Kim had inside her. Kim didn’t seem to mind, and had arched her back and thrown her head backwards towards us, screaming “Yes, yes, yes!” as her own orgasm approached.

  I felt Monica’s thighs clench around my hand that was still deep in her pussy, locking it in place as the pleasure rippled through her body. She pulled out of Kim slightly, then thrust forwards two more times, weaker this time, but still deep. Then she exhaled endlessly, her body went limp and fell forwards to lie beside Kim on the sofa. Monica’s cock flopped out of Kim’s pussy and hung there, slick with Kim’s juices and Monica’s cum. I leaned forwards and took the rod in my hand, then greedily began licking it, savoring the delicious taste of my friends lust, both musky and forbidden.