Futa’s Naughty Scented Candles Chapter 7: Futa Girl’s Big Surprises by mypenname3000

“Mmm, I know you love it,” I groaned, feeling that sweet, married pussy squeezing about me. If they weren’t married, they just weren’t as hot to fuck.

And Mrs. Helena was hot.

One whiff of my lavender pheromones, and she was begging to be bent over the moving boxes and fucked in her garage. With my pregnant belly, fucking a girl doggy style was super comfortable. I had flooded her that day.

Now she was always finding excuses to come over.

I shuddered, my pussy clenching as I buried into her. I thrust hard and fast, churning up her pussy. I would have such a huge orgasm. Just a mighty burst of cum into her snatch. I shuddered, loving the way her pussy squeezed about me. She held me tight, gripping me with that wonderful snatch of hers. I groaned, burying over and over into her cunt. I fucked her hard and fast, savoring her hot flesh about me.

Squeezing me.

Massaging me.

“Fuck, yes!” I moaned, pounding her hard and fast. “That’s it. Ooh, yes, yes, that’s just the best thing in the world. Your pussy I squeezing tight about me. Yes, yes, that’s so good. I’m going to baste your—”

My door banged open. “Shannon!” shrieked my sister. “You’re supposed to be fucking me!”

“Ooh, get out of here, brat!” I moaned, thrusting away at the MILF’s tight, supple pussy. “I’m enjoying Mrs. Helena.”

“You’re always enjoying Mrs. Helena!” my sister shot back. “Y-you, y-you, you d-don’t h-have time to fuck me any longer!”

I caught a glimpse of her face breaking, tears filling up her green eyes. Her small titties, she’d only gone from barely nothing to B’s, quivered while her round belly thrust out before her. She whirled around, her black pigtails saying, and darted out of my room.

“Mom! Mom!” she cried out as I stopped thrusting into the MILF. “Shannon’s being mean to me! She won’t fuck me!”

“Uhh, maybe you should go, uh, have sex with your sisters,” Mrs. Helena said.

“Nope,” I said and grit my teeth stubbornly. I grabbed the MILF’s big, swinging tits and held on tight. Then I drew back through her tight pussy. She squeezed about me in that delightful way. I savored it and slammed back into her married cunt.

She gasped, her snatch squeezing about me. I savored the way she gripped me as I fucked away at her. I pumped at her cunt as my sister shouted through the house. I ignored her. She was just being a brat. I fucked her a few days ago.

Right?

Or had it been last week?

My rhythm slipped for a moment.

“Stupid brat,” I growled and squeezed Mrs. Helena’s tits hard.

“Shannon,” she groaned, and not the sexy kind, her cunt clamping down on my dick.

“Sorry,” I gasped, relaxing my grip. I drew back, her pussy clenching down on me. Then I thrust forward again. I fucked in and out of her cunt with hard strokes. I savored the way she gripped me. How she held me. “I’m going to fuck you so hard. Make sure you’re nice and bred.”

Footsteps came up the stairs. I groaned. Those sounded like Mom’s footsteps. I kept fucking Helena, my hands trailing down her tits to grab her nipples. I twisted them. Her pussy clenched down on me, massaging me.

“Shannon Tiffany Baker,” my mom said, her arms crossed beneath their large breasts and above her very round stomach, “you haven’t fucked your sister in over a week.”

“A week!” piped in Daisy. She peeked around Mom. “That’s not fair.”

“I’m trying to knock up Mrs. Helena,” I groaned. “I’ve already knocked you up, Daisy, but she needs to be bred, too.”

“But my pussy is so wet and horny and you’re a futa and you should fuck me all the time!” Daisy countered.

“At least three times a week,” Mom added.

I slammed into Mrs. Helena’s pussy. “Just let me finish up with her, okay, Mom? Then I’ll fuck her.”

“You’ll fuck your sister right now!” Mom said. “Mrs. Helena can be bred after you pumped a load in your sister’s pussy.”

“I can even lick it out while you breed me,” Mrs. Helena purred, her pussy clenching down on my cock.

“Fine!” I huffed at my little sister. “I’ll fuck you.”

“Yay!” squealed Daisy. “I love you so much, Shannon.”

“Yeah, yeah,” I said, blushing. I did love my sister, but married pussy was just so exciting. Plus, I had bred Daisy. It just wasn’t the same dumping my cum into a pussy that already had my baby in it. Not the same at all.

I slid out of Mrs. Helena, though. She stretched her body, her large and lust tits jiggling. They were such amazing tits. Just a true delight to behold. I groaned, savoring the way her big and lush boobs bounced.

“Why don’t I lick your pussy,” Mom purred and grabbed my MILF.

“Hey!” I gaped as Mrs. Helena was led out of the room. “You’re stealing my MILF, Mom!”

“Just borrowing her, honey,” Mom shouted. “I’m having one of those pregnancy cravings for pussy. you’re not going to deny your mother what she needs.”

“No,” I muttered.

Daisy waddled to the bed and sat down with care. Then she leaned onto her back and spread her legs, her shaved pussy on display. She only started shaving because I did. She grinned at me, her hands rubbing her pregnant belly.

I had to fuck my little sister.

I mean, she was cute with that pregnant tummy and that big smile on her lips. Her pussy was just dripping for my futa-dick. I shuddered, my cock itching with that itch to just slide into her pussy and pound her hard.

So it really wasn’t a chore, just not something I had planned. I wanted to cum and cum in Mrs. Helena’s cunt. I could hear her moaning in the other room, getting fucked hard by Mom which meant I wasn’t doing the fucking at all. I sighed and moved to my sister.

She had such a huge grin on her lips. She was clearly eager to be fucked. TO just be rammed into hard and fast. Well, that cuteness was pulling me in. I shuffled forward, my futa-cock bobbing before me.

“Yes, yes, fuck me so hard!” she cooed, that big grin on her face. “I need my big sis’s huge futa-cock stretching out my cunt and filling me up with all that wonderful passion.

“I’ll fill you up,” I told her, a big grin spreading on my lips. “Fill you up with so much cum that you’re not going to be pestering me for sex for a month.”

She giggled. “Just dripping all your jizz. Go for it, Shannon!”

“Just let me get that pillow beneath your ass,” I said, reaching past her. Our pregnant bellies rubbed together as we did.

She grinned at me and this wild gleam appeared in her eyes.

I snagged the pillow and she lifted her rump by planting her feet on the bed and thrusting in the air. I shoved the pillow beneath and that lifted her cunt up to cock-level. I smiled and nuzzled my dick into my sister’s pussy.

I thrust into her silky flesh.

She gasped as I penetrated her. she groaned, squeezing her snatch down on my dick. I shuddered, savoring that wonderful delight. It was an amazing passion. I groaned, her pussy squeezing about me. She felt just so awesome around me. I groaned, loving my dick sliding into her. Then our bellies rubbed together, swollen wife life.

I had no idea who knocked me up. Maybe Mrs. Meyers or her daughter or Sarah or Mary. It would be a big surprise. Unlike the others, I wasn’t pretending like I knew. Well, I did know that I had bred my mom and sister, they were family.

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