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A tale of insatiable futanari lust...

Happy Friday, my dirty darlings! I’ve got a brand spanking new futanari tale for you. This is about a shy girl named Amy who just wants to pass her birthday in peace. Little does she know, she’s about to have the night (and the cock) of her life!

Amy's never kissed a girl before, she's never been taken laughing through the streets on a mad adventure, ridden a mechanical bull, or had ruby lips drink tequila from her bellybutton. Tonight, she'll experience all of that and more. Black, wild, and beautiful, Nia is everything that Amy is not. Literally! The girl with the caramel skin is an insatiable futanari, and she wants Amy bad. She'll give the shy girl a night she'll never forget, including a ride on the black beauty she keeps tucked inside her jeans!

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EXCERPT:

Nia rolled her thumb under Amy's glasses. "I'm telling you this now. If you come inside, I'm going to fuck you. I'm going to fuck you like you've never been fucked before."

Amy squeezed her eyes shut as the girl's fingers rolled down her sides. She grabbed at her leather jacket, forcing her body against hers. Nia shoved her up against the wall and made love to her tongue. "I want you," Amy cried.

"You've got me, baby," Nia whispered in her ear. She bit into Amy's earlobe until she cried out again.

"I've never--" she started.

"I'll show you. I'll show you everything."

"Oh my God, you smell so good..." Amy wrapped her arms around the girl and sighed aloud as Nia squeezed her into a back-breaking embrace. Their breasts compressed and her nipples tingled like sparklers on a summer evening. "I'm not exciting," she said. "I'm...I'm too boring for you."

"Are you?" Nia's fingers dove across the crotch of Amy's Dickies, curled up and around. She took the girl's pussy by the handful and applied a pressure that was rough and possessive. Amy whimpered. Her knees begged her to collapse. "How do boring people do it?"

"Not like this," Amy said. "Never like this."

Nia kissed her, and nibbled her, and teased her and kissed her and bit her again. Her lipstick stained Amy's cheeks and tingled on her tongue when she was done. And when she was done, Amy was even sweatier than before. "You don't taste boring to me," she said.

"I don't deserve this," Amy moaned.

"Yes you do, baby. You deserve everything I'm going to give you."

Amy shivered against the wall. She was on the verge of tears again. It had been so long since she'd felt wanted, or even close to sexy. Nia did that to her so casually that it was like they'd known each other for years. When her hand slid under Amy's blouse, she hoped she'd never take her fingers away.

"Are you ready for me?" Nia asked.

"No," Amy said. She was trembling so badly that her teeth chattered.

Nia sucked on Amy's bottom lip. "Do you always tell the truth?"

"No," Amy moaned. She rolled her crotch into Nia's and was astonished by what she felt. With a gasp, she looked down at where their thighs were entwined. There was a bulge in Nia's crotch that defied Amy's senses!

Nia wasn't ashamed. She took Amy's hand and guided it over her zipper. "Do you feel that?" she asked. Too shocked to speak, Amy could only nod. "That's my truth. And it's all for you, if you want it."

Did Amy want it? She had always been frightened of what she didn't know. She'd spent her whole life relying on the few things she did know, and the fewest things that could hurt her, confuse her, challenge her. Yet she was daily frightened by those things as well, the cold and mundane certainties of life. Nia (never cold, the very opposite of mundane) was already so far removed from Amy's shaky comfort zone that this bizarre revelation only accelerated her arousal. Of course Nia was more than she appeared to be. Everything about her defied expectation. "This is you?" Amy whispered. "This is real?"

Nia wrapped Amy's fingers over what was unambiguously her cock. It was, unambiguously, enormous. "This is my black beauty," Nia said.

Amy squeezed the swollen shaft. Her panties, stuck to her labia, were now in danger of melting down her pant leg. "I want it," she said. Her speeding blood pounded in her ears and her lungs could hardly keep up, so the words ripped out of her in a choked-up rasp. "I want it," she said fiercely.

Nia shoved a cold, jagged mass into Amy's palm. The keys to her apartment. They tinkled as Amy closed her fingers around them. "Then get your lily white ass in my bed," Nia commanded.

She gave Amy a playful spank in the direction of her door, and Amy went staggering towards it.