Futa's Wild Passion Ch. 10

"Your butt would be hanging out of those," Mom said, her cheeks blushing bright. She glanced at me, this distant look in her eyes. Was she picturing me in them?

"Mmm, I know," I said. "They're called cheekies. Almost a thong, but in the front, enough material to keep me all tucked in."

"I'm glad you're excited," she said.

I was. This was perfect. They were all so delicious. I grabbed another pair of cheekies in the same style that was a rich purple. I skipped on a neon-green pair of panties and another that had purple polka dots. I did snag a deep-blue pair of panties that was cut like a triangular bikini in the front and back complete with the ties at the hips.

Then I had to buy more skirts. I couldn't wear any of my jeans or pants, and I had no interest in boys pants. I liked skirts. It made getting my cock out easier. We browsed through them and found some fun pleated skirts. I snagged a blue and purple one of those, then a couple of tennis skirts and one of those diagonally cut skirts. I had tops that would go great with all of them. I also picked up a few pair of tights for when it got cold. Those would be fine over my cock.

I headed back to the changing room with my skirts. Not the panties, of course. You didn't try on panties. I knew my size, and those would all fit me fine. While making those last choices, Adele had to leave us to help other customers.

"Thanks, Mom," I said, feeling amazing as I walked into the changing room.

"You're going to be beautiful," Mom said, this strange look in her eyes.

A wave of guilt washed over me. I got so wrapped up in buying cute panties and skirts that I forgot I was supposed to be thinking about how to help her. I swallowed even as I entered the changing room and closed the door. I threw the skits over the top of it so I could take them off one by one and try them on.

I stripped out of my current skirt. My cock tented my panties. I was soft, mostly, so it wasn't a big deal. I adjusted myself and then drew on the first skirt. It was one of the pleated ones. The purple. I smoothed it down and stared at the mirror. I wiggled my hips and loved the way this skirt swayed, the pleats expanding and contracting.

I whirled around and stared at how it made my butt look.

"Mmm, you got a cute tush," I said. I bent over a bit more, thrusting it out. I pictured Allie or Wendy seeing it. Even Mom. My dick throbbed in my panties, growing hard. I imagined wearing those cheekies beneath it and flipping up my skirt, flashing my hot ass at them.

I unzipped those. The purple and blue ones were definitely a keeper. Maybe I should grab that pink one, too. I bet it would go great with my black baby doll t-shirt I had. The two colors contrasting. Or my V-neck blouse.

I stepped out of the skirt and grabbed the diagonally cut one. I drew it on and groaned. It looked so sexy cutting at an angle across the front of my legs, showing off more of the left thigh than the right. My bulge was a little more noticeable, but I loved the way it hugged my cute tush.

A keeper, too.

I stripped that one off when I heard a sniffle.

I froze and glanced at the door. Through the louvered slats, I heard the sounds of crying. I tipped toed to it and pressed my ears against it. My mom was crying. Right here in the store. It must be going bad for her.

"What am I doing?" I heard her mutter between sobs.

I opened the door and found my mom straightening. She wiped at her face with her Kleenex and put on a fake smile. "How is it going?"

I grabbed her hand and pulled her into the changing room. I closed the door and it got cramped. We were almost touching. I put my hands on her shoulders and squeezed. I stared into her blue eyes, veined red in spots.

"What's wrong, Mom?" I asked. "I heard you crying."

"Nothing," she said, looking away.

"Mom, it's not nothing." I bit my lower lip. "Is it your work?"

"Yeah, just crude there." She breathed in. "Don't you worry about it. It's adult things."

"I'm an adult."

She bit her lip.

I pressed closer to her, my breasts brushing hers. I lowered my voice. "Is it Ms. Petrov? Is she making you do things you don't want to do?"

"How do you..." She swallowed. "No, no. It's... She's making me do something that I want to do, I just shouldn't."

I knew it. The guilt at enjoying lesbian sex.

I slid my arms around her and hugged her tight. I pressed my forehead against hers. I could feel her body against mine, all her curves. Her arms slipped around me, hesitant. She stared into my eyes, her breasts rising and falling against mine as her breathing quickened.

"I just want you to know that it's okay," I said. "You know that I wouldn't think anything different of you if you did it."

"You would," she said.

"If you want to do it, then do it," I told her. "Don't let what other people think hold you back. You're an awesome Mom. I'd love you no matter what." Even if she got off on being her boss's lesbian slut.

She stared at me and the look changed in her eyes. A sudden surge of electricity ran through my body. My nipples hardened. My cock throbbed in my panties. A juicy heat built in my pussy. I was holding my mom tight. We were in the changing room. The urge to kiss her, to revel in my fantasies for her, was burning hot through me.

Only it was Mom who kissed me.

I gasped at the feel of my mom's mouth on mine. Her hot lips claimed my mouth. Confusion wreathed me for a moment. Then the heat burned through my body. I shuddered as her tongue thrust into my mouth. Her breasts felt so large against mine. My nipples throbbed against my bra and blouse. Her hands slid down to grab my ass through my panties, pulling my cock into her crotch.

"Jenny," she moaned, breaking our kiss for a moment. Her lips claimed mine for another hot tousle. "Oh, Jenny, I've wanted you since it happened. I tried to fight it. To resist. To remind myself that you're my daughter. And then... and then..."

She kissed me hard. I shuddered as she pushed me back into the mirror. I felt the cool glass through my blouse and panties. I whimpered into her as she devoured my mouth. Her tongue danced through around mine. She kissed me with a feverish delight.

This was not what I expected to happen.

It was glorious.

I grabbed her ass, holding tight to her as her tongue plundered my mouth. The pleasure surged through me. This wicked heat that would have me bursting with delight. I groaned into her mouth. My tongue dueled with hers.

Teased hers.

Then she broke our and licked her lips. She stared at me with such hunger. "I have to suck your cock. I love doing that. Your father loved my mouth on his shaft, and I've missed him so much."

"Sure," I panted. "I've... I've wanted that, too. When I first masturbate,d I thought of you and Reverend August. Both of you naked with those big tits and sucking on my new cock."

"Reverend August, huh?" Mom groaned. "She would not be happy with me for the things I'm lusting for."

"No, she wouldn't," I said. "Please, please, suck my girl-cock."

"Just be quiet," she said and kissed my lips again. A hard and hungry kiss that left me gasping when she broke it.

She slid to her knees before me. Her breasts dragged down my body. I groaned, realizing that she only started dressing sexily yesterday. When she gave me a ride to school, she was showing off her body to me. She was flirting with her attraction to me.

Maybe she'd wanted me to make the first move. Or to see if I was interested. To see if she could tempt me into what she wanted. So what was going on between her and Ms. Petrov? She said something about being forced to--

Mom pulled down my panties and grabbed my futa-cock as it popped out. Thought vanished from my mind. Her lips kissed the tip. Then she slid around them. I gasped as she engulfed the tip of my futa-dick and sucked.

It was incredible. An incestuous rush of bliss shot down my cock and through my body. I groaned, my head swaying from side to side as I experienced the wonderful delight of my mother's sucking mouth on my dick.

"Mom!" I panted, shocked by this. My breasts rose and fell in my constraining bra.

Her blonde hair swept around her mature and hungry face. She stared up at me with twinkling eyes as she bobbed her head up and down my cock. She worked those lush, red lips up and down my shaft. I felt the waxy coating of her lipstick. She left reddish streaks on my shaft.

My pussy clenched as my orgasm built so fast. I was coming closer and closer to that explosive rapture. I whimpered and moaned, my pussy clenching. My juices were dribbling down my thighs. I shifted, my panties bunched around my knees.

"You are incredible, Mom," I moaned, my heart thundering in my chest. "Wow!"

Her head bobbed up and down my cock. She worked her mouth with skill, taking my thick cock as deep into her mouth as she could. Her hand slid around and grabbed my rump. She squeezed my ass. She held tight to me as she sucked with hunger on my futa-dick.

The pressure swelled and swelled in me. I groaned, my snatch clenching. Her mouth felt incredible about me. I sucked in deep breaths. The pleasure swelled faster and faster. The heat rippled through me. My fingers flexed, my toes curling in my flats.

Her fingers dug into my naked rump. She sucked and slurped on my cock. The pleasure rushed through me. This incestuous pleasure that would have me exploding in bliss. Her tongue danced around my cock. She teased me. Stimulated me.

It was incredible.

"Mom!" I groaned, staring down into her eyes. "Wow, you're a great cocksucker."

She popped her mouth off my dick long enough to moan, "You think I didn't keep your father happy?"

I shuddered, picturing my mom blowing my dad. I didn't like that thought, so I pushed it down and focused on the bliss she gave me. This wonderful, forbidden pleasure that flowed down my cock to my pussy.

The woman who birthed me sucked on my cock. It was a rush. This must be what Pita felt with her mother the day before. My breasts rose and fell in my bra, my nipples aching. It felt so confining. So I grabbed the hem of my blouse and ripped it off.

Mom moaned around my girl-dick.

I grinned at her as I reached behind me. "Mmm, want to see your daughter's cute titties, don't you?"

She nodded, sucking hard.

"Yeah, you do. You are a perverted mommy." I unhooked my bra and slipped my straps off my shoulders. With a flourish, I ripped my bra free and moaned, "Ta-da!"

She whimpered around my cock. Her eyes stared at my breasts. She dug her fingers into my rump and sucked with such passion. The pleasure swelled faster and faster. The bliss was about to burst out of me. I couldn't take much more of her sucking.

It was so hot. We were in the changing room. I gripped her blonde hair to hold her head tight. I stared into her glossy, blue eyes. My pussy clenched. Juices soaked my fiery bush. My sweet musk filled my nose. My nineteen-year-old ovaries brimmed with seed for her.

"Mom!" I gasped as I hit that peak, my dick throbbing in her mouth. "Swallow it all! Please!"

I exploded.

My cum fired into my mother's hungry mouth. I shuddered, my pussy convulsing hard and fast. The wild pleasure surged through me. My hair danced and swayed as I basted my mom's mouth with my spurting jizz. The pleasure rushed out of me. This incredible and wild bliss. It was amazing. I savored it. Stars danced before my eyes.

My heart pounded with pleasure. The rush of bliss surged hot and fast through me. I groaned, my hips wiggling from side to side. The rapture gushed out of me. It was this amazing flood of bliss that rushed down my thighs.

"Oh, yes, yes," I groaned. My eyes fluttered. "Oh, Mom, you're amazing. You're wonderful. I love it, Mom!"

She sucked with hunger on my dick. She nursed and loved my dick. She drew out all my jizz erupting from my ovaries. The pleasure surged through my body. My pussy convulsed and writhed, adding waves of delight. The bliss shot out of my cock and threw my body. My toes curled as I basted my Mom's mouth with blast after blast of my cum.

My heart pounded in my chest. I drew in deep breaths. I fluttered my eyes. This bliss felt incredible. I loved cumming as a futanari. I shook my head, trickles of my juices spilling down my thighs. Mom sucked out the last of my cum.

My orgasm peaked. Died.

"Damn, Mom," I panted. "Oh, wow, that's good. You're amazing, you know that?"

She slid her mouth off my cock and panted. She stared up at me then opened her mouth. I groaned at the sight of her thrusting out her tongue and proving she'd swallowed every drop. Then she swiped her tongue over her lips, gathering a few drops that had escaped.

"You are delicious," she moaned. "Mmm, it's been so long since I've tasted cum." She rose up and her hands squeezed my breasts. "And you're just so cute, Jenny. You've grown up into a beautiful woman."

"Futa," I panted.

"Yes." My mom took a step back and then she began unbuttoning her low-cut blouse, revealing the lacy, gray bra she had on beneath. It held her large tits. "You are a sexy futa. When I caught a glimpse of your cock when you were at the hospital on Sunday, something changed in me. I stopped seeing you as my daughter. You became something to desire. I wanted to suck you so much. It consumed me."

"Hence the thigh-high stockings and short skirts?" I asked, arching an eyebrow.

"I bought them on a break that night. My boss, uh, let me run out to the store to buy them when I wasn't working on her computer."

Was this the time to ask about Ms. Petrov? No, not when she was struggling out of that blouse. Her large tits swelled at the bra. She unfastened them in the front. Her tits sprang out. They were big and bountiful. They swayed together, the flesh rippling. The dark-red nipples I nursed on as a baby were hard. My mouth watered to suckle on them.

So I darted down and latched on one.

An incestuous rush ran through me as I nursed on her nipple. I loved the feel of her in my mouth. I swirled my tongue around her. I teased her. Enjoyed her. She groaned, her hips wiggling back and forth. She made such wicked sounds that built the excitement in me.

I could hear her taking off her skirt. I wanted to keep suckling on her nub, but I also wanted to see what she had on beneath. I broke the kiss and smiled as a wispy pair of gray panties, almost a thong, clung to the shaved lips of her pussy.

"You have no hair," I said, staring at the fabric. It was translucent right down to the start of her pussy and then grew opaque. "Wow."

She blushed. "I, uh, heard about it at work and tried it out."

Ms. Petrov had her do that. Kinky.

My mom than peeled those off and a new scent filled the changing room. Her tart passion. It mixed with my sweet musk. Her breasts swayed as she bent over, sliding her dainty panties over her thigh-high stockings. She didn't need a garter to hold them up. They clung to her thighs. She stepped out of her panties and then stared at me.

Our eyes met. This animalistic, incestuous electricity surged between us. A magnetic charge formed.

I was on her in a flash, pressing her against the changing room wall. Our lips kissed in mad passion, the salty flavor of my cum lingering in her mouth. Her large breasts pressed against my round breasts. Her hand shot between our bodies, grabbing my girl-dick pressed between our stomachs.

I whimpered and moaned into the wild kiss with my mom. Her hand pressed my cock down her body. I took a step back to let my dick slid down to her shaved pubic mound and then press into her juicy folds. To the entrance of her cunt.

I thrust into the pussy that birthed me.

A wild rush of incestuous bliss ran through me as I sank deeper and deeper into her tight cunt. Her arms wrapped around me, fingernails scratching at my back. She moaned into our lips with feverish passion. I shuddered as I bottomed out in her.

I was all the way inside of her.

This was all my fantasies of the last few days come to life.

Mom groaned. Her tongue dueled with mine. I kissed her hard. I swirled my tongue around inside of her mouth. I loved the taste of her. The feel of her pussy wrapped around my dick. I drew back, her sheath clenching on me.

We both groaned.

Heat pumped through my veins. My pussy clenched as I slammed back into her cunt. I buried deep and hard into her twat. She gripped me with silk. I reveled in it. My breasts pressed into her soft mounds. Her nipples rubbed hard just above mine.

I broke the kiss and stared into her blue eyes. "Mommy!"

"Yes, yes, Jenny!" she moaned. "Oh, that's incredible. You're in me. You're actually in me! And you're so thick."

"You're so tight!" I pumped hard into her, reveling in my mother's cunt gripping me. This was the best shopping trip ever.

Her pussy squeezed around me. Massaged me. I groaned, drinking in every hard thrust into her snatch. I shuddered my cunt on fire. Juices ran down my thighs. I panted and moaned as I plowed into her. I buried hard into her.

Fast.

I rammed to the hilt in her cunt. I pumped away with passion. I slammed to the hilt in her again and again. She felt incredible about me. She held me in that tight, hot grip. She massaged me. I loved it. I savored every last moment of her pussy gripping me.

She was driving me wild.

I rubbed my nose into hers. I stared into her eyes as I thrust my cock with fast passion into her cunt. She whimpered and groaned. She squeezed hard on me. She held me tight. Her pussy massaged me.

Brought me closer to that wonderful moment of eruption.

"Yes, yes, yes!" she panted. "Oh, my god, Jenny! I'm going to cum on your cock!"

"Do it, Mommy!" I moaned, the heat in my pussy swelling. The pleasure flowing down my cock, created by her silky flesh, warmed my cunt. My ovaries brimmed with cum. "I'm going to explode in you, Mommy!"

"Yes!" she gasped and then shuddered.

Her body bucked. Her pussy writhed around me. My mom came. Her breasts rubbed into my tits me while I plowed into spasming cunt. Her twat rippled and writhed, her incestuous flesh sucking at my cock.

"Mommy!" I gasped and buried into her. I erupted.

"Jenny, yes!" my mother moaned.

Her pussy spasmed harder around my cock. My jizz pumped into her. My pussy convulsed. The pleasure surged through my body. Those amazing waves of rapture flowed out of my cunt while the jolts of ecstasy firing from my cock rode them. The two blisses surged into my mind.

I spasmed against my mom. I kissed her hard. Our tongues dueled as spurt after spurt of my incestuous futa-cum fired into her twat. Ripples of bliss washed out of my cunt. Euphoria jolted from my clit-dick.

I reached the pinnacle of pleasure. Hung there for one wondrous second.

I groaned as I fired the last blast of cum into Mom's pussy. Her flesh rippled around me as we shuddered together. Our naked breasts were pressed tight, her large tits so lush and soft against my round mound. I loved the feel of her convulsing around me as her own incestuous pleasure died.

"Oh, Jenny, yes," she moaned after breaking our kiss. "That was incredible. I don't care that--"

"What is going on in there?" an angry voice demanded. "You've been in there too long, and now there's moaning?"

The louvered door of the changing room popped open. Adele stood there. Her jaw dropped at the sight of us pressed together. The color faded from her face. She took a step back as I groaned. She knew that I was fucking my mother.

We were busted.

To be continued...