Futa Jill & the Beanstalk Collection

by Reed James

  And each had a pair of graceful wings, like those of a swan, thrusting from their backs.

  One was white-winged and blonde, her body slim, her breasts small cones. The other was busty and raven-haired, her wings a matching black. She had a sultry face while the blonde's was more innocent, almost waifish.

  “We felt the beanstalk grow,” the blonde said, her voice musical, beautiful. Her eyes were such a deep sapphire.

  “You have cum to save us,” the sultry tones of the black-winged woman purred, her voice equally musical. Her eyes were the passion of rubies.

  “Save you?” Jill said, her dick hardening at the sight of their nubile bodies. She leaped from the bed to the nightstand, landing on the wood.

  “From our cage and the futa-giantess,” the white-winged woman spoke. “I am Aliara.”

  “And I am Zoaria,” the other spoke, rising, pressing her round breasts through the slender bars of the cage. The bars were pressed too close for either winged woman to slip out of or for Jill to slip into. Zoaria cupped her breasts through the bars. “We can please you.”

  “We can be your wives and give you all you desire,” Aliara added, her slender body also rising. Her nipples were a soft pink. “If you free us.”

  Jill groaned as she stared at Aliara's pussy. There was no hair adorning her tight slit. Zoaria's pussy was equally bare. It made Jill's dick throb as she approached the cage. She swallowed, her lusts burning to explode out of her.

  They were both so beautiful, Jill's age, eighteen and nubile. They had such a look of innocence and seduction about them. Their wings flapped as the futa stopped before them. She reached out, cupping Zoaria's breasts through the bars, squeezing them, bringing a tinkling sigh from the black-winged woman.

  “You'll...do anything?” Jill said, her dick throbbing hard.

  “You have come to rescue us,” sang Aliara. “We shall love you always. The peddler chose you. You must be the one to save us.”

  “To love us,” moaned Zoaria as Jill squeezed both her breasts. They weren't as soft as her step-mother's, firmer but still so wonderful. She tweaked Zoaria's nipple, bringing a gasp from the beauty.

  “To be our futa-wife,” Aliara said, stroking her nubile body, her sapphire eyes so wide.

  Her hands reached through the bars to Jill's woolen trousers. The waifish Aliara pushed them down. Jill's cock sprang out hard and throbbing. Her pussy clenched as Aliara grasped her girl-dick, stroking it with gentle fingers.

  “Let us love you, noble futa,” Zoaria groaned as Jill tweaked her nipples.

  “Just Jill,” she said, blushing at their praise. “I'm just a regular futa.”

  “A couragous futa,” Aliara breathed as she slid to her knees. Her hands stroked Jill's cock faster. Her tongue licked across pink lips. And then she leaned in and caressed the tip of Jill's cock with her tongue, her innocent eyes staring up with adoration.

  “Goddess,” groaned Jill at the sheer joy of the girl sucking on her cock. White wings rustled. Jill's fingers pinched Zoaria's nipples, bringing another gasping song from her lips. “Oh, that's nice, Aliara.”

  “Mmm, let us please you and show us why we would make you wonderful wives.”

  “Why your courage shall be rewarded, sweet Jill,” Zoaria moaned and then she, too, sank to the straw at the floor of their birdcage.

  Both winged girls pressed their cheeks together, their hands stroking the base of Jill's cock. The futa's eyes widened as they leaned in and licked at the tip of her girl-dick. Pleasure shot down her shaft as both tongues caressed her throbbing crown. The futa moaned, her pussy clenching at the wicked delight of two girls licking her dick, wanting to please her. They both stared up at Jill with such adoration in her eyes.

  Her heart quickened its beat. It was intoxicating. Heady. A rush shot through her that Jill had never experienced before. She wanted to save these human songbirds. She wanted to take them down to her farm and love them.

  “Such a mighty cock,” cooed Aliara between licks.

  Zoaria's hand slid up Jill's thighs and found her pussy. “Mmm, and such a wet pussy. You desire us.”

  “Greatly,” groaned Jill.

  “So you'll save us?” Aliara asked, those blue eyes liquid.

  “Goddess, yes,” the futa moaned.

  And then the pair went back to worship her cock. They licked and nuzzled at the tip, their tongues and lips brushing each other as much as Jill's cock. Then they kissed around her dick, lips working against each other and her throbbing crown. The pleasure shuddered through her.

  It was so sinful and so wonderful. Jill groaned, pleasure shooting through her as she savored the worship of the songbirds. Their wings rubbed against each other while Zoaria's fingers stroked Jill's dripping pussy.

  “Mmm, I must taste her,” moaned Zoaria.

  “Enjoy,” giggled Aliara moments before she engulfed the tip of Jill's futa-dick.

  “Yes, enjoy,” groaned Jill, the pleasure shooting through her as she experienced her second woman's mouth on her dick. Today was amazing. Everything had changed. She was so glad she listened to the futa-peddler.

  Zoaria pressed her face against the bars, slipping through just enough to lap at Jill's pussy. Her tongue slid through the futa's folds. Delight shivered through her. She pressed tight against the bars, her nipples throbbing against her linen shirt.

  It was such wonderful delight, a mouth working on both her cock and pussy. Aliara's tongue danced around her dick, giving her such sweet pleasure while Zoaria's nimble tongue danced through Jill's folds, exploring her pussy, drinking her spicy juices.

  Both songbirds hummed as they pleasured Jill, sharing their excitement with their rescuer. Jill shivered, her cock throbbing in Aliara's wonderful mouth. The innocent songbird bobbed her head, sliding her wonderful mouth up and down Jill's cock while Zoaria's tongue probed deep into her pussy's depths.

  “Such sweet songbirds,” moaned Jill, gripping the golden bars. They were solidly built, not bending as she shuddered. “Oh, I'm going to rescue you both and make you my wives.”

  Both hummed louder, the vibrations buzzing around Jill's dick. Their wings rustled, their excitement obvious. The tongue in Jill's pussy wiggled deeper, swirling, caressing, giving the futa such wonderful joy. Her toes curled in her boots.

  “Goddess, yes,” she moaned. “Oh, you're both my sweet songbirds. Oh, yes. Oh, fuck!”

  Cum exploded from her cock into the innocent Aliara's mouth. Her sapphire eyes widened. Her cheeks bulged. And then she swallowed, drinking Jill's cum. Such delight rushed through Jill at that. It was so sexy having a woman swallow her cum. She loved it.

  At the same moment, Zoaria purred her delight as she drank the flood of spicy juices pouring out of Jill's pussy. The pleasure gushed out of her, leaving her trembling and gasping. She groaned, swaying in delight as the combined delight rushed through her body. It surged through her, leaving her gasping and shivering.

  “Oh, that was wonderful, my sweet songbirds.”

  Aliara's wings fluttered. She pulled her lips off Jill's cock, mouth swimming with her cum. Then she grabbed Zoaria's hair, pulling the other songbird from Jill's pussy. Juices dripped from Zoaria's mouth. The pair met in a hot kiss, their tongues swirling and caressing, sharing the combined flavor of Jill's cum and pussy juices. Both of them moaned, their bodies pressed tight.

  “Goddess, you two are gorgeous,” groaned Jill. She shivered. “Wow, just amazing.”

  “Thank you, futa-wife,” blushed Aliara, looking up at Jill with worship.

  “We've only had each other for pleasure and...the futa-giantess's cum.”

  “She treats us so cruelly.” Aliara caressed Jill's still hard cock. “But you won't. You'll love us.”

  “Make us into women.”

  Jill groaned as both rose. “You still have intact virtues?”

  The pair nodded, pressing their asses against the bars and bending over. Jill fell to her knees, staring at the two flushed slits before her, both dribb
ling juices. She parted Aliara's groaning at the sight of her hymen stretched over the entrance of her pussy, a thin membrane with tiny holes. She took a lick through the virgin pussy, tasting the strawberry delight of her pussy.

  Then Jill turned to Zoaria and peeled back her tight slit, revealing a darker pink to her flesh. Her hymen wasn't as pronounced, a ring about the opening to her pussy that two fingers could easily slip through. She had a cinnamon aroma that made Jill shudder.

  She licked Zoaria, too.

  “Oh, what a wonderful wife,” moaned Zoaria. “Take us. Cum in us and earn your reward.”

  “Please, sweet Jill,” moaned Aliara.

  “Yes,” Jill groaned, rising, her dick throbbing. They both wiggled their ass, looking over their shoulders at the futa.

  Jill groaned, rubbing her dick up and down Aliara's wet snatch. The innocent girl trembled as Jill pressed on her hymen. The feel of the thin membrane, the proof of her virtue, sent a wicked thrill through the futa.

  I claim this pussy.

  She thrust hard, pressing her body against the bars. Aliara's cherry held for a valiant moment, and then Jill plucked her. Aliara's wings spread wide and flapped hard. Her chime-like voice sang out a complex, cascading melody of pure joy as her once virgin pussy engulfed Jill's cock.

  “How is it?” Zoaria asked, kneeling down and nuzzling between Aliara's legs.

  “Wonderful,” moaned Aliara, her wings flapping. “Oh, Zoaria, I love your tongue on my clit.”

  Jill's cock throbbed in the virgin's depths at the feel of Zoaria's tongue lapping at where her shaft plunged into Aliara's hot flesh. The songbird was so much tighter than her mother's pussy. Jill groaned, drawing back and slamming in harder and harder, savoring claiming Aliara's virtue.

  The white-winged songbird sang so loud, her supple back rippling as she arched, her wings trembling. Her blonde hair danced about her face as she rocked forward from the force of Jill's thrusts, then slid her pussy back, engulfing Jill's cock.

  The bars pressed into Jill's crotch and thighs every time she thrust forward. She hated them. She wanted to rip them away. She growled her frustration, fucking her songbird harder and faster, savoring her tight, hot pussy.

  “Do I please you, sweet Jill?” moaned Aliara. “Is my tight cunny to your satisfaction?”

  “It's amazing,” Jill groaned. “Goddess, I love it. I love you. You're my wife.”

  “Your wife,” she sang out in pure joy.

  “Yes,” husked Zoaria, her tongue lapping faster, caressing Jill's cock as it slid out then brushing her pussy's folds as she plunged in.

  The hot, tight sheath created hot friction in Jill's dick. It surged through her. She groaned, gasped, moaning her sweet delight as she plunged over and over into Aliara's sweet snatch. She reached through the bars, grasping her wife's hips, pounding her so hard.

  Aliara loved it. Her voice sang louder and louder, her ecstasy trilling through her notes. Jill gripped her hips, slamming into her depths, coming closer and closer to cumming. She wanted to last longer, but Aliara was so hot and tight.

  “Oh, my futa-wife, yes!” Aliara gasped. “You're so thick. So hard. You're... Yes!”

  Aliara's pussy went wild about Jill's dick. The once virgin, innocent flesh quivered about the futa's shaft. The friction was incredible. It surged through Jill. She trembled, moaning, pressed so tight against the bars. Her nipples ached and throbbed. Her pussy clenched.

  “Cum in her,” Zoaria moaned. “Cum in her and witness your reward!”

  “Yes!” gasped Jill and buried into her songbird wife's pussy.

  Her cum spurted. She grunted, her vision fuzzing with each powerful pulse. She flooded her Aliara's depths. Blast after blast of jizz filled the songbird to the brim. Her pussy milked Jill's cock, eager for every last drop while her voice sang out.

  “Yes, yes, yes,” moaned Zoaria. “Give it to her, dear futa-wife.”

  “So hot!” moaned Aliara. “So thick. I feel it in me, Zoaria. This is so much better than the futa-giantess drowning us in seed.”

  “So much better,” Zoaria groaned.

  The final spurt of delight shot out of Jill. Aliara stumbled forward and fell onto her knees. She rolled over onto her back, legs spread wide, her pussy still incredibly tight. Jill was shocked that none of her cum ran out like it did after fucking her step-mother.

  Maybe her virgin pussy is too tight.

  “Mmm,” Zoaria moaned, turning around, kneeling, her ass pressed against the bars. She pressed her face into Aliara's pussy and licked.

  The sight of the lesbian display sent a hot surge through Jill. Aliara shuddered and squirmed on the ground. The innocent songbird cupped her small breasts, her sapphire eyes locking onto Jill's. They were beseeching.

  “Take her,” Aliara moaned. “Give her this delight!”

  Jill fell to her knees, stroking Zoaria's ass through the bars as she watched the black-winged songbird feast on Aliara's pussy. Jill was still impossibly hard. She groaned, rubbing her cock on Zoaria's pussy.

  And thrust through her second hymen of the afternoon.

  Jill savored plucking another cherry. Zoaria gasping as her hymen snapped. And then Jill was in another hot, tight pussy. Her wife's pussy. She would rescue these two women. She would love them. She pounded Zoaria hard and fast, savoring the hot feel of her flesh.

  It was as wonderful as Aliara's.

  She stroked Zoaria's back, fucking her hard, listening to her moan into Aliara's pussy. The blonde songbird writhed, humping her hips, grinding on Zoaria's mouth. Her hands squeezed her small breasts and her eyes stared into Jill's.

  “Oh, it's coming, my sweet Jill,” moaned Aliara. “Your reward.”

  “My reward?” the futa asked in confusion. “Aren't I experiencing your reward right now?”

  “For giving her your cum,” Zoaria moaned, throwing a look over her shoulder, her lips smeared with Aliara's pussy juices. The black-winged songbird's pussy clenched hard on Jill's thrusting cock. “Watch her pussy.”

  Then Zoaria lowered her head, pressing her cheek to the ground, letting Jill look at Aliara's pussy. She stared at the tight slit, flushed with excitement, thrusting hard into Zoaria's pussy. Jill licked her lips. That's my wife's pussy. I'll take them both home with me and...

  Her thoughts trailed off.

  Something golden pressed out of Aliara's pussy. The round base spread open Aliara's tight slit wider and wider. She groaned, her stomach clenching as she forced it out. Her pussy stretched wider and wider, the object thicker than Jill's closed fist.

  “It's an egg,” Jill groaned out loud, her dick throbbing in Zoaria's pussy. “You're laying an egg.”

  “A solid gold egg,” Aliara gasped, her hands squeezing her breasts. Orgasmic delight sang in her voice as the egg, coated in her pussy juices, slipped out of her pussy into Zoaria's hand. “Yes, yes, yes! It was wonderful laying your golden egg!”

  Jill's dick erupted into Zoaria's pussy. The pleasure surged out of Jill. She groaned, shivering in shock as she stared at the egg, pleasure bursting through her body. Zoaria's pussy spasmed, milking out Jill's cum.

  “Does that happen every time?” Jill gasped as she finished erupting.

  “Every time our bodies absorb futa-cum,” moaned Aliara.

  Zoaria pulled her pussy off Jill's dick. “Soon I'll lay one, too.” She handed Aliara's egg through the bars. “Solid gold.”

  “It is why she keeps us and hasn't eaten us,” moaned Aliara. “You have to save us.”

  Jill nodded, the egg warm and wet in her hand. It smelled of strawberries. “I can save the farm with this. Thank you.”

  “You're our futa-wife,” Zoaria groaned, rubbing her stomach. “Mmm, I'm making you one right now. So much yummy cum.”

  Jill shivered. Then she looked at the cage. There was a golden lock on the door. “Where's the key?”

  “Around the giantess's neck,” Aliara said. “She never takes it off.”

  Jill examined the lock. Sh
e bit her lip. “I'll have to come back with an ax.”

  “Come back?” Aliara asked, frightened.

  Jill nodded. “I promised, I'll be back. I'll get an ax and break the lock. Tomorrow. It'll take me the rest of the day to climb down.”

  “You'll really come back?” Zoaria asked.

  “Really,” Jill said, her stomach twisting. She clutched the egg in her hand. It was enough wealth to save the farm alone and set her and her step-mother up for life. She didn't have to return. But she couldn't leave them. Not just because they promised to be her wife and let Jill fuck them, but because they were miserable. The didn't deserve to be in a cage, even if it were golden. They deserved to fly free and sing their joy.

  Jill reached through the bars, taking both their hands. “I'll come back.”

  “Okay,” Aliara said and kissed Jill.

  * * *

  Jill slipped into the giant's castle the next day, ax in hand. Her step-mother had argued with her all last night, trying to convince Jill not to come back. But she promised those sweet songbirds. She wouldn't leave them to the giant's care. So she waited for the giant to go out and tend her flock and then slipped into the castle.

  The songbirds sung their greeting.

  Jill scaled the bed and made the leap over to the bird cage. She had the ax in hand, grinning at them. They both were crying for joy at the sight of Jill. They pressed against the bars, their wings fluttering.

  “You truly love us,” Aliara sang.

  “I made a promise,” Jill answered. “You'll get to fly free.”

  “Thank you,” purred Zoaria.

  Jill hefted the ax and swung it at the padlock. She hit the golden shackle, leaving a thick dent in the soft metal. She grunted, drew back the ax, and swung again. The ax bit deeper, cutting almost halfway through.

  “You can do it,” Aliara gasped.

  Jill swung a final time. The shackle snapped. She dropped the ax and twisted the lock. She slid it through and opened the cage. The futa's songbirds rushed at her, their eyes so wide with delight. Jill scooped them into her arms.

  Then they fell to their knees, pulled out Jill's cock, and they both sucked on it. Their lips were skilled, delicious, and Jill was cumming in record time. Their fingers pumped in and out of Jill's pussy as her cock spurted into both their hungry mouths.