Let us get 2020 started the right way. Everyone is over the age of 18.
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The upstairs went dark and gentle footsteps descended into a soft blue light. With a small click, she was separated from the rest of the world. Mother out of town. Husband gone to work. Babes in bed. School for them tomorrow. She stared at the door and draped the headphones over her ears.
It was fascinating.
With the slightest of movements, her fingers lingered across her cheek with intense curiosity. She opened up another file on the computer with a couple taps and rolled the volume down, just in case, but found a middle ground because she couldn't resist. Who knew the husband was into this?
Billie sighed out at the information feeding her brain and danced her eyes across the screen. The claps, slaps, delicious slurps and barrage of erotic sounds filled her virgin ears and her shoulder twitched with a chill that lined her spine. Eyes fluttered and her breathing became irregular.
The camera zoomed in on a dangling pair of black balls. She thought about how big they were. Maybe two thick plums. They couldn't stretch any further from the body. She followed the long sack to the top and suddenly, the monstrous cock squished out the beaten hole and smacked into a similar pair, white and heavy looking. The woman in the video moaned with relief as it plopped from her insides. What an amazing thing, Billie blinked. Giant veins lined the underside and it looked like it went on forever. It was a monster and her lips were quickly coated and slimy just thinking about tasting it.
"Put it back in," Billie whispered to herself, puffiness sticking together.
Her wish was granted and it started to disappear into the groaning slut. The idea of something so big and wide being pushed that far into her was unbelievable. She saw the bull nuts swing in and spank the hanging fruit and it just made her want it that much more. It needed to be balls deep into her ass instead. The things she would do to get it...
Now leaned back into the chair, she relaxed and saw 'Futa' in the title. The loud and aggressive butt fucking tickled her ears while she googled the word.
"Futanari. Japanese for Dual-form," she read to herself, eyebrows raised.
Moans started to get her attention and she pulled the video back up just in time to see large swathes of cum bathing the backside of the gorgeous woman on her hands and knees. It was an obscene amount of jizz splashing her cheeks and streaking down her beaten thighs.
She popped the button, found the hem and gazed between her giant tits smashed into her green sports bra. The computer screen illuminated the glistening puddle between her legs and she slipped fingers into the hot liquid. Little moans escaped her frothy lips and she shook the hair out of her eyes.
She tried to glance up at the beautiful, ghostly red-head that was outright devouring a yummy black shaft, but could barely keep her eyes open from the pleasure being pumped into her creamy hole. She swirled her tender bits and dipped to the knuckles with two fingers. No doubt that she needed a dick instead. She couldn't decide, though. A cock inside of her or one sprouting between her legs? The internet was awesome, she thought.
The video stopped abruptly and the lack of sound startled her. It must have been just a short clip.
Lazily, the mouse was moved around and she spotted an interesting looking folder named 'stuff.' That's not suspicious at all, she thought. Dozens of the same thumbnail came up and she opened one.
It was a man and he was fairly unassuming. He wasn't young, but not old and one thing was definite: It was colossal. She licked her lips and couldn't stop staring at it. In that same moment, her peripheral caught a glimpse of a giant clock behind him and the chair. Billie scrunched up her face and squinted her big gray eyes to look closer. She removed one cup from her ear and turned to the wall just a few feet away. In disbelief, she went back to him now stroking it with a flesh light. Billie glanced up to the desk where the flesh light she found earlier stood.
"Yo!" she shouted before clamping her mouth shut. "What the fuck?" she said, muffled out. Another realization made her look up and the camera was pointed right at her. Jesus, Brian, she thought. Jesus, you sexy fuckin' man. More epiphanies came her way. He was full on, devouring the toy with his giant cock for her eyes only. Her fingernails dug into her bra and she breathed heavily. The sound hit her ears; that yummy squelching and squishing of lube. Such a fat, beautiful dick he had. All of these new feelings tore through her.
Brian stood up and brought the camera to the table in the video. She was face to face with his high definition meat and moaned out as he pumped the fake pussy hard. That man was on it and held it to the desk and made her wish she was the one bent over getting plowed. The thought of being manhandled like that made her twitch and she shuddered hard. She was involved now. She wanted that dick. That big, glorious fucking dong was calling her name, furiously bursting in and out of the pink hole. She sighed lovingly, slathering her hand in her hot juice the moment he blew spunk into the camera, coating the lens. Billie pounded herself into a sloppy mess before shorting out and clutching onto the chair.
"Billie?"
She snapped awake and shouted, "Whoa, holy shit! What're you doing?"
"What am I doing?" Brian asked, confused. "You aren't supposed to be in this room."
Billie smacked herself in the face in an attempt to push up her messy hair and panicked. She flicked her eyeballs like mad over her body for evidence of last night's shenanigans and it revealed nothing but her bra and shorts, clean and dry. .
