Futanari College Stories

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Futanari Ballbusting: College

by RichardPercival on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

Don't you just hate fetishes? I know I do. Being a slave to what you like and practically creaming your pants in the presence of this fetish. To give some context to my suffering, my name is Kayle, I'm a Futanari, my balls are the size of oranges, and I LOVE being hit in them. But I hate having this fetish. Not for practical reasons, like worrying about per...

Futanari Ballbusting: Magic

by RichardPercival on Sep 26, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

This story takes place in a magical college, so everyone is over 18. * Magic is almost always a fun time. You can do all sorts of things with it, only limited by your imagination and skill! I've always had a pretty good imagination and my skill is second to none! But, there are always dangers when using magic! For example, you could, let's say, get a sli...

I'm Still "Straight" Right?

by Curiousissy on Apr 4, 2018
First Time

For me, the rabbit hole started when I first got into futanari. I just found it so hot watching a girl with this big thick cock plowing another girl. I told myself I was straight because it was two girls. Then I stumbled upon futanari x male and that solidified the direction I was headed in this rabbit hole. I was so turned on various futanari on male seri...

Futanari Notebook Ch. 36

by sexgundam666 on Aug 24, 2020
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Class was uninteresting as always. Though the faculty were told to behave like a college classroom, they were disinterested, more invested in spilling their woes to students of how they had new jobs waiting, but were pulled back to this 'shit-hole'. Principal Blake had at least put some effort into the rebranding, with a fresh coat of paint on the walls and...

My Futanari Schoolgirl

by lollipopslut on Sep 26, 2017
Erotic Couplings

I teach a summer prep class for students who are out of high-school, but need some work before going to college. It's a pretty boring job filled with students who really don't want to be there -- most of them are over-privileged little brats forced to attend in order to keep their allowances that are probably more than I make in a year. But, it's a job and s...

Futanari Ballbusting: Maid

by RichardPercival on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

I was once a maid. A pretty good maid at that! Granted the maid service I worked at was more of a glorified fetish center and t was fully expected I sleep with the person renting me, but hey, it helped pay through college. I know most people just work at strip clubs or something, and I could have done it easily based on the fact I know my dick was bigger th...

Futanari Ballbusting: Alaska

by RichardPercival on Jan 20, 2020
BDSM

It ain't easy being a hung futa during the winter. It gets cold down there. But it's also fucking great being a hung futa during the winter. 'Oh, baby, please, I'm freezing! Do you know how bad the circulation is! Just let me put it inside you for a few minutes! You won't even notice! You're just so warm!' The fact that that's worked more than not at all...

Futanari Ballbusting: Boxing

by RichardPercival on Sep 16, 2017
Fetish

I've always liked wrestling, MMA and kickboxing. I could never do it myself for various reasons, but I've always liked watching people beat the crap out of other people, and it helps to know it isn't actual real and nobody is getting hurt. One day however, my then girlfriend, a midsized, athletic blonde woman named Jen, convinced me to join our colleges box...

Futanari Notebook Ch. 08

by sexgundam666 on Apr 18, 2018
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Mary resisted the urge to adjust herself as she strode into the school. Gretchen followed her, teasing Ashley and Zoey while Rachel skulked along behind them. None of them were paying attention to her, though the rest of the student body kept her in sight constantly. She knew they were wary of her, rightfully so, yet it didn't empower or inspire her as it ha...

Futanari Notebook Ch. 16

by sexgundam666 on Dec 18, 2018
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

It was maelstrom of fleeting thoughts. Zoey cycled through them all, one after the other, each as unsustainable as the last. She was glad to be with Carmen, though that meant being stowed under her desk for the meantime, but Gretchen was out there. Stalking the halls. Her heels had probably cracked under the force of her steps. Had the black eye set in yet?...