Author's Note: Takes place in the same universe as "The World," so there are only futas and women in this writing. This series will contain some pretty rough sex, futa on female, unrealistic proportions, etc. All characters are 18+. I'm planning this to be four parts, time will tell if my motivation allows for more or less.
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Well hi there. I, dear readers, am Candace. I'm 24 years old and I've been working as the front desk receptionist at SexEx for a couple of years now. I'm white, I have light brown hair, I'm 5'2", I have E cup tits, and on rare occasions and with the right angles, I can make my ass look pretty nice.
SexEx might have a feisty name (which does focus on sex, and ended up eliminating the risk of STDs at large) but the majority of the work here seems to be pretty benign - filing reports and emailing clients and that type of shit. I don't actually do any of that anyways though. No, my job is to sit pretty at the front desk and be a slut for whoever comes through our doors. I was definitely picked because of my physique. Nobody's told me that for certain, but given that the first thing you see when you pop in is my huge cleavage popping out of my out-of-dress-code tops, it isn't hard to tell.
For the first year and a half of my job, things went pretty smoothly. Since most of the planet is biological women with no dicks involved, all I'd have to do is get on my knees and casually eat some pussy or lick some ass sometimes for women who got paid triple my salary. While I was supposed to be a free-use slut for our clients, I certainly wasn't off-limits to staff - and frequently I enjoy getting it on with Lyla, this hot Latina chick who likes having her huge ass played with. She's the coder down the hall, right next to the conference room where she's overseen many an orgy. I reckon we're about the same age and height, but her hair and skin are darker than mine.
For most of my job's history, it's been a low stress, low-paying, but rather fun job. I get plenty of time to sit around and rub my clit, plenty of time worshiping a Latina ass that will always make mine pale in comparison, and plenty of time feeling like a whore for some rich milfs and bratty trust fund 20somethings. But about six months ago, things definitely changed.
I don't want to get too into the complicated history behind SexEx, but just know that it was started by a futa named Alicia Exal a couple decades ago (well, I guess many decades in the future for you, but you get the point) and was meant to research all things sex-related. And honestly, while futas sometimes get too up on their high horse for even a submissive bitch like me, I've never had a problem with Alicia. She's come out to our office a couple of times to work and oversee operations. We've had good sex. Nothing too crazy.
Alice, despite having a similar name, similar dick, and similar genes to her mother Alicia, is nothing like her. They're both tall, blond, gorgeous, would easily be hentai supermodels in any universe. But where Alicia is understanding, professional, and intelligent, Alice is rude, crass, and vulgar. How do I know this? Because Alice was appointed to be the district manager of our office, of course.
In addition to being a total bitch, Alice also has no idea what to do here. Most futas are biologically much smarter than the average woman, and that may very well be true for Alice. Not in the office though. I'll be honest, other than giving oral to a couple of people who could easily pay for it every day, I don't do much. Alice, while she's been here, has done less than me. Word on the street is that her mom wanted her here so she'd get off her ass and stop fucking women all the time and try to make something of her life. Neither of these things have happened yet.
Her first day on the job, upon opening the front door, commanded me to take my top off. I obliged. She asked me what my cup size was. "36E," I replied. She seemed unimpressed.
"Think you can get those around an 11 inch dick?" she asked, unbuttoning her pants and clearly not caring what my answer was.
"I've gotten them around your mom's fine so far," I replied, as I got out from my behind my desk and made my way over to her. I was already starting to drool all over my own boobs in anticipation for getting a chance to have her huge cock to myself for a bit.
She fidgeted with her zippers and buttons a bit before finally dislodging her monster. Holy shit. There's really no word for how powerless you feel, on your knees before some futa god like Alice. She could call me an ugly slut with a pancake ass and I'd still be her bitch for life.
Alice was not the verbal type though. I'm not even sure what type of person she is, other than a dominant one, because after a couple minutes of pushing my tits together and doing my best to please her, I quickly realized the difference between Alicia and Alice.
She dug her nails into the the back of my head, pulling out a handful of hair. She lined my open mouth up with her gargantuan dick that somehow seemed even bigger than a moment earlier. And it was there, dear readers, that I learned that while she might not be the brightest futa in the world, she was certainly among the strongest, because she fucked my face with such force that I couldn't even tell what was happening for a bit. Spit and precum and eyeshadow was going everywhere. I thought I felt her drool on my face a little bit too - a new one, but I'm not complaining.
My specialty is pleasing women, so my blowjob skills - at this point - were not greatly refined. So suffice it to say that when I'm not able to control my gag reflex and there's a footlong horsecock down my throat pumping in and out at records speeds, well, you lose a bit of your lunch. That seemed like exactly what Alice wanted, as she continued to fuck me senseless despite me puking all over her cock multiple times.
This was new for me, old for her, somewhat fun for me, and a joy for her. As before, I certainly wasn't complaining as it was rare that I picked up futas on the side, and I'd yet to have someone treat me like an actual piece of meat the way she did. Some people buy you a meal, some people make you lose one. It is what it is.
"Does my mom fuck you like this?" She groaned, and let me catch my breath a bit to answer.
"N-no ma'am," I responded, as I gasped for air and ended up inhaling the absolutely overpowering scents that Alice's genitals were giving off. That made my pussy even wetter than it had been.
It was around this time that I heard movement behind me. I was about to turn around and see what it was, but before I could figure it out I felt Alice's stern hand back on my head as she continued assaulting my face. I tried my best to look up to her through the water in my eyes. I stared for as long as possible at her slim but toned figure and beautiful face. She definitely had her mom's looks, in addition to her dick of course.
After another couple minutes of this intense oral, I felt like I could hardly continue. I'd thrown up God knows what and felt myself growing dizzy and sick - not something that typically happens when I'm sticking my tongue up some mom's ass for 20 minutes. No, this was pushing me to my absolute limit, and I'd only met the bitch a few minutes ago! Forget now, would I be able to handle this type of thing on a daily basis?
Luckily, Lyla was to the rescue - for today at least. She revealed herself as the presence behind me as she approached us, putting her hand over Alice's hand and slowing her pace a little. She put Alice's other hand on her ass and french kissed Alice a little, or at least that's what it looked like from my lopsided angle.
"How's about using me a little too?" Lyla inquired, knowing that this was clearly above my pay grade.
"Oh but I was having so much fun..." Alice lamented, though she quickly lost interest in my throat as she began squeezing and digging her hands into Lyla's thick ass through her slacks, leaving me on my knees. It was now that I looked down and saw how filthy my skirt had gotten - untold amounts of spit, precum, tears, and who knows what else had accumulated on it, virtually ruining it. I sighed as I prepared for this ordeal being a regular occurrence.
Meanwhile, Alice wasted no time on switching sluts, and it quickly seemed like Lyla would have the same problem as me with regards to her future wardrobe malfunctions. Without warning, Alice dug her hands into Lyla's black slacks and pulled them apart effortlessly, exposing Lyla's perfect ass (and part of her asshole) for me to gaze at through her thong.
Such an act of strength and brutality obviously stunned both of us, but Alice was, as always, unmoved. She simply grabbed Lyla by her hair and practically dragged her over to my desk, where she bent the Latina over it, giving the futa access to her huge brown ass in all its glory.
I stood up to get out of my skirt, so that now all I had one were my panties, my stockings, and my shoes. It was rare that I had a chance to get this naked as an oral slut, so I seized the opportunity to degrade myself even more.
Alice, on the other hand, did not see a need for this. She hadn't removed a single article of clothing in our entire session so far! I was determined to remedy that. I crept behind her and pulled off her unbuttoned trousers, revealing an ass that was somehow even nicer than Lyla's. It was more full, fit, toned, and just as juicy. Alice paid little mind to me as she had pushed Lyla's g-string to the side and was balls deep in her pussy, with both of them grunting and moaning with each entrance.
