by Reed James
Hawaiian Treat
Futa on the Beach 1
(A story of the Aphrodite Sisterhood Universe)
by
Reed James
Copyright © 2016 by Reed James
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Table of Contents
Hawaiian Treat
Naughty Excerpt from “Hawaiian Treat”
Stories of the Aphrodite Sisterhood Universe
Acknowledgments
Hawaiian Treat
Naughty Excerpt from “Hawaiian Treat”
I walked to the beach, my breasts jiggling in my bikini top, my flip-flops smacking on the pavement. A cool breeze blew in off the ocean, the palm trees swaying. Hawaii was so lovely. As green as Washington and far warmer. The perfect, blue ocean beckoned with white sand beaches. There would be plenty of bikini-clad, big-breasted women for me to enjoy.
The beach was paradise. Pu'upa'a Beach was a restricted beach. No children allowed. A place for adults to relax and enjoy themselves without having to worry about some kid yelling, crying, and spoiling the mood. The parents loved it. They could relax while some hotel-sponsored activity center babysat for them.
The blue waters lapped at the beach. Women in bathing suits abounded. There were so many different styles: two pieces, one pieces, monokinis, string bikinis, and more. All the women were beautiful. Different races, different body styles, different sized breasts and curvy asses. I licked my lips, my clit wanting to swell up, but my bikini bottoms were too skimpy to keep my cock contained.
I surveyed the beach, looking for the perfect woman to enjoy the warm afternoon with. There were so many to choose from. And every one was more beautiful than the last. Budding adults, just turned eighteen, pranced through the surf while mature beauties strolled with confidence.
I scanned the beach. A small shack at one end had a help wanted sign. They were looking for lifeguards. I could do that. But finding a job could wait until I satisfied my throbbing clit.
“Which to choose, Aphrodite?” I prayed to the Goddess that had gifted me his cock as I walked through the sand.
The women all noticed me. They could sense I was different, that I would show them delights they had never imagined.
She was on the far end of the beach, almost hidden by an outcropping of jungle. A man lay beside her. He looked asleep as she read from a book. Her tits were massive, barely contained by a metallic-red bikini. Her leg was bent, sleek and golden-tan.
Most of the beach was hidden from where she lay. Perfect.
“Hi, I'm Erin,” I smiled as I walked up. Her brown hair fell in curls from beneath a straw hat. Large, round sunglasses perched on her nose and a diamond ring glinted on her finger.
“Hi,” she smiled.
I sat down on the towel beside her. “How are you liking Hawaii?”
Her smile grew. “It's our honeymoon,” she sighed, giving a fond look at the man. “I wore him out. He needs his rest for tonight.”
I giggled, my hand reaching out to stroke her leg. “How wonderful for you.”
She blinked at my hand sliding up her leg, slick with her tanning oil. “What are you doing?”
“Getting to know you.” I purred, stretching out, my hand slipping closer to bikini bottoms. “What's your name, cutie?”
“Denise,” she answered, grabbing my hand. “I'm not into chicks. And I'm married.”
“I'm not just any chick,” I grinned, my other hand reaching out to boldly squeeze her heavy breast through her top. “I'm a futa.”
She let out a small sigh as I brushed her nipple. Then she shot her husband a guilty look. “You can't do this,” she moaned. Her hand holding my wrist relaxed. I shoved my hand between her thighs, rubbing her pussy. “Please. My husband's right here.”
“I know,” I purred. “That just makes it more exciting.”
I rubbed at her pussy, wet warmth bleeding through. Her mouth opened and her tongue flicked, sliding about her pink lips. “What are you doing to me?”
“Teasing your hot body,” I purred, my fingers slipping the gusset of her bikini to the side. She gasped as I touched her bare, shaved pussy. “Isn't that fun?”
“I love my husband,” she moaned. “I really shouldn't be doing this.”
“Nope,” I giggled, leaning in to kiss her on the lips. She tasted quite sweet. My fingers slipped inside her hot pussy, stirring her up.
“Did you cast a spell on me?” she moaned when our kiss broke. “I shouldn't be acting this way.”
“I'm a futa,” I repeated.
“What's that?”
“This.” I let my clit swell into a futa-cock. It pressed against my bikini bottoms, sliding against the Lycra as it grew. I shuddered as the sensitive tip ran across the fabric, and then my cock popped out of the fabric, throbbing thick in the air, precum glistening on the tip.
“What is that?”
“My futa-cock,” I grinned. “You can touch it. I won't bite.”
She reached down, grasping it. I groaned as she stroked me. Her hand was soft, stroking me with a light touch. It felt nice. I groaned, digging my fingers deeper into her pussy. I leaned over, pushing the cup of her bikini to the side and sucked a dusky nipple between my lips.
“Oh, wow,” she whispered, glancing at her sleeping husband. “Oh, yes. Keep doing that. I'm so bad.”
To find out what happens next, read on!
Stories of the Aphrodite Sisterhood Universe
Miss Mary's Futa Harem 1: Gender Bent Newlywed
Miss Mary's Futa Harem 2: Gender Bent Studs
Miss Mary's Futa Harem 3: Gender Bent Groom
Flying the Futa Skies 1: The Blushing Bride
Flying the Futa Skies 2: The Futa Mile-High Club
Flying the Futa Skies 3: The Captain's Stick
Futa Hawaiian Surprise
Hawaiian Treats (Futa on the Beach 1)
Seducing the Cougar (Futa on the Beach 2)
Lifeguard on Duty (Futa on the Beach 3)
Acknowledgments
I just want to acknowledged my beta readers, helping me fight against bad grammar, missing question marks, and the occasional mistyped names! So thanks to Meric Merry.
Hawaiian Treat
“I can't believe you're staying, Erin,” Cassie, my best friend, said as we walked into the airport.
“I love Hawaii,” I grinned. “It's the perfect place for a futa.”
What was there not to love about Hawaii? The sandy beaches. The women in bikinis. Their lush
melons bouncing as they walk. The hotties were practically naked. Before I became a futa, I had never really appreciated a woman's tits. But I loved them, absorbing my friend Cassie's boob fetish. I had learned to love a pair of big, huge tits in my hand, feeling them squeeze between my fingers.
I especially loved to wrap them about my futa-cock and enjoy the silky slide on my shaft.
Like my friend Cassie. She was gorgeous. Nice, round tits that bounced and jiggled as she walked, her fiery curls falling about her cleavage. My clitoris throbbed in my shorts, and my nipples were hard nubs in my bikini top, poking against the Lycra.
“There's a bathroom,” I whispered, stroking her hip, pushing beneath the loose top she wore. “Why don't we have a last bit of fun before you go home?”
Cassie's grin turned naughty. The last week had been a nonstop romp. The pair of us had enjoyed so many women together. Our hotel room may as well have been the parlor of a lesbian whorehouse. It was wild.
“Okay,” she whispered, her cheeks going crimson. “One last fuck to remember me by.”
“I'll visit,” I promised. “And I'm sure you'll find a way back out here.”
“Yeah, I'll just win another Hawaiian vacation,” she said with a roll of her eyes.
“Don't be bitter,” I purred, my hand slipping up beneath her shirt. Tourists streamed past us, those arriving and those departing, and they all gave shocked looks as my hand found Cassie's breast encased in her lacy bra. “I think you'll find Aphrodite Air will cut us rates.”
“Futas helping futas?” Cassie asked, shivering as I pinched her fat nipple through her bra.
“Exactly,” I smiled.
It was in Ms. Futa 'N Ari's Massage Parlor in Honolulu that I discovered this wonderful world. Cassie brought me there because she wanted to turn me into a futa. My friend, apparently, had been fucked by futa-stewardesses while I slept on the flight out to Honolulu. With Melody and Yurika's help, I became a futa and I loved it.
With a firm grip on her tit, I pulled her to the bathroom. The moment we crashed through the door, I was kissing her on the lips pushing her up against the counter. Water hissed and a young woman watched us with wide eyes, her hands shoved beneath the flowing water.
“Hi,” I smiled as I ripped off Cassie's shirt, exposing her lacy bra. “Just arriving in Hawaii?”
“Um, yes,” the new woman gaped.
“You'll love it.” I winked at her as I removed Cassie's bra. Those lush tits spilled out with their fat, pink nipples. “It's a friendly place.” I engulfed Cassie's nipple, sucking hard as my friend let out a sigh.
“I see that,” the stranger whispered, her voice husky. She was responding to me. Futas exuded something that just made us irresistible. I could get into any woman's panties with just a little flirting and touching. Some resisted more than others, but they all parted their thighs and let me bury my cock into their succulent flesh.
“Oh, Erin,” moaned my friend, her hands roaming through my coppery curls.
I sucked harder, loving the taste of her nipple. A little salty with a hint of the coconut from her soap. I squeezed her other, fat tit, molding her flesh. I loved the feel of a big tit in my hand and giving one a big squeeze. You couldn't do that with small tits. They were nice, but they didn't have the pliant mass of a well-stacked slut.
“You want a taste?” I asked the woman. I brandished Cassie's free tit at the stranger. “You'll love it. There's nothing like sucking on your first tit.”
“Umm, I'm not really into women,” she answered.
“Sure you are,” I winked at her. “What's your name, cutie?”
“Naomi.”
“Well, Naomi, look at this hard, pink nipple.” I circled the nub with my finger. “She's just begging to have your lips wrapped around her lush melon. Why don't you help my friend out.”
“Yes,” moaned Cassie. “Suck my tit, Naomi. You're so cute.”
I sucked Cassie's nipple in my mouth, pinching the other one. Cassie let out a shuddering moan, squirming on the counter. Naomi licked her lips, her eyes rooted on the fat nipple. I smiled as I sucked on Cassie's nub as Naomi's head moved slowly towards her, drawn like a fish reeled in, unable to escape.
“That's it,” purred Cassie as Naomi joined me, sucking hard on Cassie's free tit. “Oh, yes! Suck my tits! Mmm, I love it.”
I worshiped my friend's nipple. The bathroom echoed with the wet sound of our sucking. Naomi's cheeks hallowed as she reveled in her first nipple suckle. My cock swelled in my shorts. I was unable to control it. I had two hotties to play with.
My hand stroked down Naomi's brown hair falling down her back. I reached her jean shorts, pushing my hand in to squeeze her bubbly butt through her panties. She moaned about Cassie's nipple, her blue eyes squeezing shut.
“So good,” gasped Cassie. “Keep sucking my nipples. Oh, yes. Oh, fucking yes!”
Cassie had a pair of sensitive nipples. She squirmed on the counter, grinding her pussy as the pleasure burned through her. I nipped her nipple. She bucked, gasping for joy. Her hands wrapped around the both of us, stroking our backs.
“Keep sucking my nipples! Oh, yes! I'm going to cum so hard! Fuck, fuck, fuck!”
Cassie was a lucky gal. She could often cum just from nipple play. She let out a snorting groan, the counter creaking as she writhed. Naomi and I sucked hard, giving her as much pleasure as we possibly could.
“Yes!” she moaned. “You wonderful sluts! Oh, fuck!”
“Have a good one, baby?” I purred, lifting up my head. I stroked her cheek as she smiled before leaning in and kissing her on the lips.
“This is so weird,” panted Naomi, my hand still squeezing her firm ass. “Who are you two?”
“I'm Erin and this is Cassie,” I said, unbuttoning my shorts and pushing them down. My futa-cock popped out, thick and large, pointing right at Naomi.
“Holy shit!” she gasped, her eyes falling out of her face. “What the hell is that?”
“The most wonderful cock in the world,” purred my friend. She reached out and stroked my cock. “Naomi, hop up on the counter and I'll get you ready.”
In a trance, Naomi obeyed my friend. The brunette's eyes were fixed on my throbbing cock as Cassie undid her jean shorts and yanked them and her panties off. Naomi had a neatly-trimmed bush rapidly growing damp as her juices flooded out of her pussy.
“Mmm, looks tasty,” Cassie purred. She seized Naomi's hips and pulled the woman to the edge of the counter. “My last Hawaiian treat.”
Naomi shuddered as Cassie took her first lick. Cassie loved pussy. Before the trip I had been straight, but she had seduced me on the first day of our vacation, with the help of Yurika and Melody. Once I had my futa-cock, I discovered that women were so much better than guys. Even our cocks beat theirs.
I knelt behind my friend. “Let's get my cock nice and lubed for Naomi,” I purred, pulling Cassie's shorts down.
“Uh-huh,” she moaned, her voice muffled by Naomi's twat.
I rubbed my finger through Cassie's shaved pussy, probing her sucking flesh. She was hot and wet after her cum. I rubbed the tip of my futa-cock on her flesh, savoring the feel of her velvety lips. I was going to miss my friend.
“Cassie!” I groaned as I thrust in. “Oh, fuck! Your pussy is so wonderful.”
Naomi licked her lips. “You're fucking her pussy! Holy shit! This isn't a dream.”
“Nope,” I grinned at her, holding onto Cassie's hips as I pumped in her velvety flesh.
Cassie moaned and gasped into Naomi's pussy. I couldn't see how she was pleasuring Naomi, but I could hear it. Loud, long slurps, wet sucks, and squishing shudders echoed in the bathroom. My flesh slapping into Cassie's ass added a staccato beat to the symphony of her pussy licking.
Naomi loved it. “Oh, fuck! Her lips! Oh, my god! So good! I've never had my pussy eaten so well!”
Cassie's cunt tightened on my cock at the compliment. She was proud of her oral skills. I fucked my friend harder, wanting to give her an
other hard cum to remember me by. Cassie's pussy gripped my cock, her hips thrusting back, eager for every inch.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” I moaned. “Take my cock. You fucking futa-slut! Love it! Oh, fuck!”
“I do,” panted Cassie, looking over her shoulder. Her face was sticky with Naomi. I leaned in and kissed her lips. Naomi had a tart pussy. As we kissed, Cassie shoved two fingers into Naomi's twat, pumping away, keeping the pleasure surging through the slut.
“I'm gonna cum!” gasped Naomi. “Holy shit! I'm going to cum on a strange woman's face! Yes!”
She bucked on the counter. Cassie drank down her juices, slurping and smacking her lips. Her pussy went wild about my cock. Cassie's back arched, slamming her cunt back into me as she came. She screamed into Naomi's pussy, her passionate words muffled by Naomi's juicy muff.
“I'm going to cum in your pussy!” I hissed, pounding her harder. “I'm going to dump a huge load of futa-cum in you.”
The bathroom door opened. A woman gasped in shock.
I glanced at the door, winking at the MILF and her surgically enhanced breasts spilling out of her halter top. “Want to join us?”
The MILF fled before my futa-powers had a chance to fully capture her. Pity.
I drove into Cassie's pussy. “Here it cums, baby! I love exploding in your cunt!”
“Me, too!” she gasped. “Give it to me! Oh, please! I need your cum! Please, please! Give it to me hard!”
My cock buried into Cassie's pussy. I shuddered, my cum erupting in wet spurts. Pleasure burned through me. I loved this perfect moment when I fired off into a woman's pussy. Ecstasy shot through me every time my cock pulsed and added more cum to her overflowing pussy. Her tunnel tightened, milking the cum out of me.
“That felt like a big one,” panted my friend. “Giving me something to remember you by?”
“Maybe,” I panted, pulling out of her, my cock still hard. I kissed her on the lips.
“Do I get a turn on that cock?” Naomi asked, licking her lips.
“Mmm, why don't you get down here and find out,” I laughed.
