Futa Fertility Cuckold Collection

by Reed James

  She never let me fuck her in the ass. Another thing I asked and she said no. To me. But not her Doctor.

  “I've been thinking about it all day,” moaned my wife. “Her big cock reaming me. Ever since she told me about it, I've been so eager.”

  “And you'll cum so hard, whore,” groaned Dr. Belinda. “Work those fingers in and out of her asshole, cuckold. You don't want my big, thick cock tearing her ass apart.”

  I didn't.

  I shoved the second finger into my wife's asshole. She groaned and humped. I tongued her pussy faster as I fingered her. I moved my fingers back to her pussy, stirring them around then headed for her asshole again, reaming her bowels with two fingers.

  Then three.

  Her asshole stretched and relaxed as I nibbled on her clit and shoved three fingers deep into her asshole. My wife groaned, loving it. Her juices ran down my lips and chin to my neck. Her musk filled my every breath. It was such wonderful perfume.

  My free hand shoved into my panties and stroked my dick and creased my pussy. I moaned into my wife's pussy, my excitement growing. I worked a forth finger into her ass. Her bowels were sight tight. She gasped and moaned.

  Futas came into use the bathroom as I fingered her. My wife fought her excitement until they left, then she gasped and shuddered again. Her bowels clenched on my fingers as my tongue bathed her clit in bliss.

  “Oh, honey, yes, yes, yes,” she panted. “Oh, you're making me so wet. You're making me cum, honey. Yes! I'm so ready for her cock. Oh, goddess, yes.”

  Dr. Belinda suddenly ripped my hand out of my wife's ass. I looked up to see the ebony tip of the doctor's cock press between my wife's butt-cheeks. I sucked on my wife's clit as she groaned and shuddered, the doctor's cock sinking into her virgin asshole.

  “That's it, slut,” groaned the doctor. Her pussy clenched above my eyes as her cock buried into my wife. “Take every inch of my dick, you fucking slut.”

  “It's so hard. So amazing.” My wife shuddered and undulated her hips. “Oh, yes, Doctor. Fuck my married ass. Oh, yes! Oh, honey, she's in me so deep. I can't...”

  My wife came.

  Her juices flooded my mouth. I drank them down, loving how they bathed my face with her excitement. My hands pulled out my cock. I stroked it and fingered my pussy. I shoved two fingers deep into my cunt as my wife ground on my face.

  The slap of Dr. Belinda's crotch on my wife's butt-cheeks echoed through the bathroom. It was such a hot, depraved sound. My wife groaned again, deep, low moans as her asshole adjusted to the doctor's thick cock.

  “Oh, honey, she's in me so deep,” panted my wife. “So deep. Oh, my goddess, this is amazing. I love it. I love having a cock fuck my asshole.”

  “Do you?” I moaned.

  “Oh, don't think I'm letting you do this,” she gasped. “No, no. Your job is to lick my pussy. But don't worry, I'll jerk your little dick sometimes. Just keep licking. I need to cum again and again. Oh, yes, this is so hot. It's making me so happy.”

  “What a fucking slut,” moaned Dr. Belinda, her pussy juices dripping on my forehead as she plowed my wife. I could smell the doctor's spicy pussy juices mixing with my wife's tangy passion as I shoved my tongue deep into my wife's cunt. “She's taking every inch of my cock like a pro. What a whore you married, Catherine.”

  “Yes,” agreed my wife, her hips undulating, her hot pussy grinding on my face.

  I stroked my dick faster and faster as I tongued my wife. My pussy clenched on my fingers. This was so wrong. So humiliating. So perfect. My tongue swirled through my wife's folds, exploring every nook and cranny as her ass was fucked by her lover's cock.

  Another futa entered the bathroom. My wife tried to muffle her moans. The slap of flesh echoed. The futa chuckled as she used the urinal. She knew someone was getting fucked hard in the stall. My wife by our doctor.

  “That's it, slut,” Dr. Belinda moaned, not caring. “Take my cock. You married slut. Mmm, your futa-wife is so pathetic. She doesn't know what you need.”

  “No,” moaned my wife. “No she doesn't. But you do. Oh, yes, Doctor. Pound my ass. I love it.”

  “Damn,” the futa listening groaned.

  My pussy clenched on my fingers. I shuddered and my dick spurted blast after blast of my cum, painting the base of the toilet with my jizz. I moaned into my wife's twat as my pleasure washed over my body.

  “Ooh, she came,” panted my wife. “Her little, cute cock just erupted. Oh, yes, honey. That turns you on knowing that I'm the doctor's whore.”

  “What the fuck?” the listening futa asked.

  “Yes, yes, keep licking my pussy, honey, while Dr. Belinda fucks my ass. Oh, yes. I'm going to cum so hard. So fucking hard.”

  The futa stayed, listening to us. Was her cock getting hard, too? Did she want to fuck my wife?

  I squeezed out the last drops of my cum, my tongue still licking my wife's twat. I moved to her clit, nibbling on the nub. She gasped and bucked. Dr. Belinda groaned. I bet my wife's asshole squeezed on the doctor's big dick.

  “That's it, slut,” groaned Dr. Belinda. “Cum on my dick like the married whore you are. Then I'll breed you. I'll shove my dirty cock right into your cunt.”

  “Yes, yes, do it,” gasped my wife. “My wet, juicy cunt will clean your dick. Oh, honey, that's so nasty. Isn't it.”

  “Uh-huh,” I panted between sucks on her clit.

  “Beg for Dr. Belinda to ram her dirty cock into my cunt and breed me! Please, honey, please!”

  “Dr. Belinda,” I moaned, unable to deny my wife her pleasure, “ram your dirty cock into my wife's cunt. Cum in her while her nasty cunt cleans your dick.”

  “What a pathetic cuckold,” purred the doctor.

  “Yes, yes, yes,” my wife moaned. “My pathetic cuckold!”

  Her moans echoed through the room as she gasped and bucked. Her hips undulated, and then she came so hard. Her juices squirted out into my mouth. I drank down the new flood, loving the pleasure I helped give my wife. I couldn't please her with my cock, but I could with my mouth.

  “Fucking slut,” growled the doctor.

  She ripped her cock out of my wife's asshole, moved it lower, and shoved her dirty shaft right into my wife's cunt. My eyes widened in shock as I watched the doctor ream her cock in and out of my wife's cunt. My wife's pussy lips were spread so wide about the huge shaft. It looked painful.

  But my wife loved it.

  “Yes, yes, fuck my cunt with your dirty cock,” my wife gasped.

  “Shit, that's so hot,” the listening futa moaned. “Goddess damn.”

  “Yes, yes, yes,” my wife moaned. “Cum in me. Breed me. Please, Doctor. I want your baby so bad. Knock me up so my futa-wife and I can raise your child.”

  “Yes,” growled the doctor. She slammed her cock into my wife's pussy. The futa's cunt clenched and juices gushed down her thighs as she came. I imagined I could hear the spurts of cum splash against my wife's cervix full of millions of futa-sperm all eager to find my wife's egg and knock her up.

  “Yes,” my wife shuddered. “Oh, yes, Doctor. Thank you. Mmm, I loved it. I love it when you breed me.”

  So did I.

  We cleaned ourselves up. The waitress was shocked to see us. “I thought you dined and dashed,” she said when she gave us the bill. “Where did you all go?”

  Dr. Belinda just smiled as she handed me the bill. I goggled at the amount. I winced as I handed over my credit card while my wife and our doctor made out. Signing the receipt, paying for my wife's date, was so humiliating.

  But it was part of being a cuckold. It was fine, for now, but I couldn't wait for my wife to be pregnant so we could go back to being normal.

  To be continued...

  Futa Fertility Menage

  Futa Fertility Cuckold 3

  (A Story from The World of Futas Universe)

  by

  Reed James

  Futa Fertility Menage

  I didn't like sleeping on the couch. It wasn't comfortab
le. My neck had a crick when I woke up, a light blanket draped over my body. I slept in my panties and a loose t-shirt. My dick was half-hard. I blinked, staring at the clock.

  It was an hour before I had to wake up for work.

  I groaned and rolled over onto my back, closing my eyes as I tried to get comfortable and ignore the gap between the cushions centered right at my lower back. I fluffed my pillow and fell into a daze. I had a long day, plenty of meetings as my company grew closer to rolling out our new product line of deodorants.

  It was the third time in the three weeks I had to sleep on the couch. And it wasn't because of any fight with my wife.

  Dr. Belinda was sleeping over.

  The busty futa-doctor, specializing in fertility, had been fucking my wife for the last few weeks, aiming to breed her because I was infertile. When the plan was told to me, I thought the sex would be perfunctory and only when my wife was ovulating.

  But it wasn't. They kept getting together. They didn't even stop when she had her period. Or did she have her period? I thought she did, but since we weren't having sex I didn't pay too much attention.

  Our child would be half-Black. Everyone would know I had been cuckolded. And that made me strangely excited. It was hot watching my wife being Dr. Belinda's slut. Her whore. Maria threw herself into it, cumming so hard when the Black futa fucked her.

  We hadn't made love in all this time either. My semen, though infertile, might make it harder for the doctor to breed my wife. And Dr. Belinda would know. She was a fertility expert. And one who got off on cuckolding me. She had seduced my wife under the pretext of impregnating her, and I let it happen.

  I was so pathetic.

  I dozed, ignoring my swelling hardon and itching pussy. Thinking about my wife and her fertility doctor always made me hard and my pussy wet. I enjoyed being cuckolded. The shame, the humiliation, the feeling of inadequacy made me so hard. I had jerked my cock and fingered my cunt so many times watching my wife and Dr. Belinda.

  But once she was pregnant, everything would go back to normal.

  Right?

  It had to. I wanted to make love to my wife again. I knew she still loved me. She was still affectionate to me and would give me handjobs and the occasional blowjob. Just last Sunday, we took a romantic bath together, cuddling, kissing, loving each other.

  But I couldn't make her scream her head off when she came. My small dick wasn't good enough. So would she want to give up the doctor once she was pregnant? What would I do if she didn't? As hot as it was, could I share my wife forever?

  Could I keep making her happy?

  I could give her an ultimatum, but I was scared she would leave me. That she loved being fucked more than she loved me.

  My alarm went off, snapping me out of my daze. I groaned and sat up, the blanket falling off my small breasts and puddling around my lap. I adjusted my cock in my panties as I rolled out of bed. I had to get ready for work. They were working us a half-day on Saturday to get the new product line out.

  It meant overtime. More money for when our baby came.

  I headed up the stairs to our bedroom, my bare feet slapping on the hardwood floors. I yawned and opened the door into my bedroom. Dr. Belinda moaned. She lay on her back, her large breasts bouncing as she arched her back while my wife sucked on the doctor's big, thick, ebony cock.

  “This is how to wake up,” moaned Dr. Belinda. “A woman's hot mouth on your dick.” She glanced at me. “Did your wife ever wake you up this way, Catherine?”

  “No, Doctor,” I said, my dick aching in my panties.

  My wife popped her mouth off the doctor's dick and gave me a smile. “Morning, honey. How'd you sleep?” Her hand pumped up and down on the shaft while my wife's dark eyes twinkled. Her dark-brown, mussed hair tumbled about her shoulders, her large breasts dangling before her.

  “Not well,” I answered.

  “I'm sorry.” She leaned down and licked the tip of Belinda's cock, gathering a drop of precum. Then she nuzzled lower. “You get to sleep in the bed tonight. I'm sure I'll be exhausted.”

  “Uh-huh,” I said as my wife licked through the pink folds of Dr. Belinda's pussy.

  “That's it, slut,” the futa moaned. “Mmm, work that tongue into my cunt.”

  My wife, her lips sticky with pussy juices, gave me another smile. “Honey, don't you need to get ready for work?”

  “Yeah,” I groaned, transfixed by my wife's sucking her doctor's cock and eating her pussy. Maria licked up to the shaft again.

  “Well...”

  “I...”

  “Your futa-wife just enjoys watching you be a whore,” laughed Dr. Belinda, her voice rich like sensual honey.

  I swallowed and nodded.

  My wife sucked hard on Dr. Belinda's cock. She bobbed her mouth up and down while her fingers probed into the doctor's cunt. The futa purred, her hands squeezing her large breasts. Everything about me was small compared to the futa—especially my tits and my cock.

  My hand rubbed at my panties. My tip ached against the fabric and my pussy leaked juices. My hips shook as my excitement built. But I had to go to work. I couldn't be late. I slept in as much as I could.

  I sighed and forced myself to walk across our bedroom to the shower.

  “Enough sucking,” purred Dr. Belinda. “I want to feel that married cunt wrapped about my cock.”

  My wife popped her mouth off the cock, so eager to please. She straddled the doctor. I paused at the doorway, watching my wife guide the ebony shaft guided to her pussy. Maria's ass, colored olive by her Mediterranean heritage, clenched as she wiggled her hips, guiding the thick dick to her entrance.

  “Yes,” groaned my wife as she slammed her pussy down the futa's cock. “Oh, yes, I love this cock. Oh, fuck, that's good.”

  I slipped into the bathroom and closed the door. My wife's moans bled through the wall. Even when I turned on the shower, I could hear her passion and the creaking of the bed as she rode the futa hard and fast.

  I stripped naked, my nipples hard on my small breasts. I fingered them while I waited for the water to heat up. My dick was so hard. I stroked it when I slipped into the shower, listening to my wife, my hand flying up and down my shaft.

  “Fuck my wife,” I moaned under my breath. The shame twisting my stomach increased the pressure at the tip of my dick. “Make her your whore. Oh, yes. She's such a slut. Never with me. She only loves me. I could never make her do anal or wake me up with a blowjob.”

  Because you're half the futa I am, I imagined Dr. Belinda saying. That's why I'm taking your wife. She'll be mine. But we'll leave our love child with you to raise, cuckold.

  The fear entered my shame. I shoved two fingers into my pussy as I fisted my cock faster and faster. The hot water splashed on my breasts. I gasped and then my cock erupted as I pictured my wife leaving me for the hung futa.

  I groaned as the pleasure shot through me. My back arched and my tits bounced beneath the spray. My nipples ached as the falling water massaged them. The final squirt of my cum spurted out, and then I panted and shook my head.

  The fear crashed down on me. What if she really would leave me? I could handle her fucking the doctor, but I didn't want to lose her. I felt so close to her. I loved her. I wanted her to be happy and give birth to our child.

  Our child.

  But the fear lingered. I trembled as I hastily showered, running my body wash over my flesh. My cock and pussy tingled from my orgasm as I washed them. Then I dunked my head under the water and quickly washed and conditioned my short, black hair. I never liked it long like other futas. It was just easier to manage short. I finished by shaving my legs and armpits.

  I hopped out and dried off. I wrapped a towel about me and whipped the steam away. I applied my makeup and then combed out my hair. My fear still lingered. The moans had stopped in the bedroom, the pair finished.

  I bent down to pick up my panties and discarded t-shirt when I noticed a white stick in the bathroom's wastebasket. A pregnancy te
st. When had my wife tested herself? I stared at it, noticing the pink line across the front.

  Didn't that mean she was pregnant?

  No, it couldn't.

  I bent down and picked up the test. There were markings on it. “If you see a pink line after 1 minute, congratulations.”

  I stared at the test, my hand trembling. My wife was pregnant. I glanced at the bedroom. She was pregnant, didn't tell me, and was still fucking the doctor.

  Tears burned my eyes. It was over. My wife was leaving me. She didn't want to give up the doctor. I did everything to make her happy, but it wasn't enough to keep her. And why would it be. I was so pathetic. A cuckold. A beta futa who let another futa fuck her wife.

  My tears fell into the sink. I stared at the applicator as more tears fell.

  A loud knock rapped the door then it creaked open. “Honey, you're sure taking a while,” my wife said as she walked in.

  I thrust the pregnancy test into my balled up t-shirt and panties. “I...” I then wiped at my eyes and looked away.

  “What's wrong?” asked my wife, her voice so caring. “Honey?”

  She walked to me and turned me, her naked breasts stained with cum. Dr. Belinda didn't cum in my wife's pussy. Why would the doctor have to cum in her cunt? My wife was pregnant now. They no longer even had to pretend they were fucking to knock her up.

  She was bred by the futa.

  “Honey?” She hugged me, pressing her large tits into the towel wrapped about mine. “What's wrong.”

  “I...I...” I had to tell her. I had to confront her. “Nothing.”

  “It's not.” She stroked my cheek. “You're afraid. I'm not leaving you. I love you. Okay. Not Dr. Belinda. I just love fucking her. It makes me happy. And I know you like being my little cuckold. So don't be afraid. Okay?”

  I wanted to blurt out my accusation: “Your already pregnant and you're still fucking her!” but I didn't. Instead, I nodded. “Sorry. I...”

  “I know.” She kissed me on the cheek then on the lips. “I'm sorry it's hard for you sometimes. But I know how much you love me. You make me feel so special when you let Dr. Belinda fuck me. Because my futa-wife loves me so much she wants me to be happy. You're not possessive. You let me have my sexual freedom.”