Futanari Ruined Orgasm Stories

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Futanari Twingle: Couple's Quarrel

by SwizzleRich on Aug 28, 2018
BDSM

You know that feeling when you finally exit the gym after a long day of training, fighting and keeping your personal coach Adrianne off of your dick because she is madly in love with it and she'd like to just simply suck your balls out through your urethra and chew on them with the most orgasmic expression possible? Yup, I know that feeling too well. My na...

Futanari Note Ch. 06

by LargeChungus on Apr 10, 2019
Fetish

This is a fanfic. I have the Original author's permission to do this, so please enjoy! (Check out sexgundam666, but if this is the stuff you like you probably have done so already) ***** Anna's POV: The sunlight hit me directly in the face. I didn't like that, it blinded me. Especially when waking up after a long party. It was wild. I had made out wi...

Futanari Note Ch. 05

by LargeChungus on Mar 26, 2019
Fetish

This is a fanfic. I have the Original author's permission to do this, so please enjoy! (Check out sexgundam666, but if this is the stuff you like you probably have done so already) ***** Marie's POV: I laid there, on my bed, and cried. All I had to cover myself was a towel, wrapped around my tits, barely covering anything else. My dick hung off the e...

Futanari Notebook Ch. 24

by sexgundam666 on Aug 5, 2019
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Tiny and cramped, claustrophobic even. Carmen held her sister close, soothing away the worries of the day. All their meagre belongings crowded the space around the bed, and on a lone island of blankets, their mother laid in a fitful sleep. The bed, while an improvement, offered little space for herself, much less Melody. That didn't keep Carmen awake, but a...

Futanari Notebook Ch. 25

by sexgundam666 on Sep 9, 2019
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

"I'll see you tomorrow," Mary said. "Yeah, see you." Carmen watched the car speed away, hastened by Mary's libido no doubt, and sighed when she looked upon the miserable motel. Compared to Ashley's home, or any domicile with a modicum of care, it resembled a punishment. How could anyone sleep there? Let alone eat and relax. On the way to her room, she pass...

Futanari Ballbusting: Doctor

by RichardPercival on Sep 16, 2017
BDSM

It's absurd how many medical problems can be solved with a kick in the nuts. Like, futa's are some strange people if you think about it. It's almost as if God designed their bodies specifically for women with a ballbusting fetish. And I do! Hence why I became a doctor. I am a 32 year old woman with smooth skin and no wrinkles. They say stress causes your...

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 Notebook Ch. 02

by sexgundam666 on Oct 30, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Dakota's brow furrowed deeper and deeper with every step. Questions submerged her mind in a sea of doubt and worry. When did she go into the bathroom? Why? She had used it less than an hour ago during class, and she certainly didn't feel any new sense of relief now. Rather, she felt almost cheated of something. Students passed her in the hallway, but they we...

Futanari Notebook Ch. 07

by sexgundam666 on Apr 3, 2018
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Tuesday and Wednesday soon passed. Two days since Carmen wrote Mary's name in the book and transformed her, entirely out of a desire for revenge. A desire that was left unsated. Mary hadn't changed in the slightest, not in any way that Carmen could discern. She remained as narcissistic and hateful as ever, tormenting anyone and everyone who crossed her path....

Futanari Notebook Ch. 09

by sexgundam666 on Apr 30, 2018
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Mary rested her head on her steering wheel. Cold air filled her lungs and poured from her lips in a misty path that split before her, with a majority streaming to the right, leaving just a little wisp to go it alone. Her shoulders quivered as bitter laughter rattled in her chest. Other students chortled and stampeded around her, ignorant to who sat amidst th...