Author's Note: A short story requested by Kasey(KC55)
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"Okay, water proofing. Check. Sealing. Check. Parents out for the weekend," Ashley peered out her window and waved to her parents as they pulled out from the driveway, heading off on their second honeymoon, "Check."
They were confident that she wouldn't ruin the house now that she was mature. The trust was well placed, Ashley hadn't done anything to earn their mistrust in her eighteen years of life. Aside from going to one party where the drinks were spiked, but that was an honest mistake. Now, it was time for her to properly indulge in herself, though not how her parents might think. Once they were out of sight, Ashley stripped and tossed her clothes into the hamper.
"Ah, freedom," Ashley sighed as her cock flopped about, slapping into her knees while she strutted about the house in her glorious nudity. Stuffy pants or straps under skirts were horrible for her, though they were a fact of life. There was no doubt that people wouldn't ostracise her for the hulking secret - men would be jealous, and women wouldn't know how to react.
But she didn't need them. Ashley lusted after a girlfriend, as anyone her age would, though she would be the first to admit that she wasn't nearly as proactive as she could be. That's because masturbation with her beautifully oversized cock was amazing, far more so than anyone could fathom. How many guys could say they could suck their cocks with just a tilt of the neck? And none could say that they fingered their pussies at the same time.
No, Ashley didn't need a relationship. Not yet. All she needed was a heaping mass of food, a gallon of water, and the privacy to have some mindless self-indulgence. She had it planned out. For today and tomorrow, she would masturbate until exhaustion or hunger got the better of her, then she would clean up on the last day. Her parents would be none the wiser.
"Alright then, three bowls of salad, stack of pancakes, five chicken breasts, two roundhouse steaks and a side of mashed potato. Should be enough," Ashley giggled to herself. This would last most people almost two days, but she would use it all up by sundown. She said grace, while her thoughts were submerged in her most impure of thoughts.
The futa imagined herself strolling into the cheerleader's locker room, naked. They would see her, then her cock, and their natural wiring would get the better of them. Ashley sighed as her cock swelled, enjoying her imagination greatly. Next the cheerleaders would suck and beg her to fuck them. Ashley would oblige of course, and so she'd ram her giant dick into all of them. Only when they were all bloated with cum and undoubtedly pregnant, would she leave.
The dishes jumped when her erection leapt into its full glory. Ashley grinned down at it and carefully pulled it out from under the table, leaning it against her chest between her two moderately sized breasts. She gave her member a friendly lick, savouring the slightly salty flavour that coated her bulbous head, then ravenously dug into her banquet. Every bite that she swallowed caused her turgid prick to throb powerfully, roiling down into her prolific balls.
"Hmm, maybe I can repaint my room?" Ashley wondered aloud, one hand straying to her taut scrotum. She licked her lips, cooing softly at the sensation of her cum churning within. No matter what she ate, how fatty or sugary sweet, it all went to her dick and balls. When she was aroused, that is.
With her meal over, her belly full and her sack even fuller, Ashley retreated to her bedroom. Her cock bobbed heavily with every step, arousal spiking with each passing moment. When her door finally fell shut with a soft hiss, Ashley brought her cock to her mouth and wrapped her lips around the tip. She could cum as much as she wanted now.
No parents to interrupt. No obligations. No fear of discovery.
"Just you and me," Ashley sighed against her prick, giggling when she squeezed a large helping of pre-cum onto her face. She gathered it up and brought it to her mouth, moaning ecstatically at the flavour. It was exactly as she wanted it, bitter and strong and oh so slick. The fluid washed across her tongue and flowed down her throat, a familiar warmth spreading throughout her being.
The futa moved to her bed and flopped down atop the covers. She spread her legs wide, allowing her testes to fall naturally, their expanse hanging mere inches above the floor. All the food had worked its magic on her sperm production, stuffing her sack with more jizz than any bukkake scene could muster. Ashley kissed her way around her tip as her hands pumped the shaft.
Pre-cum spewed forth and doused her length in mere minutes. She worked the slimy emissions into her pulsating flesh, urging more to gush forth. Her hands began to glide across her shaft, adding to the sensations. Ordinarily, she would savour the build up to her climax by edging herself a few times, churning up a far greater release. The futa had no such desire here, not when she wouldn't stop at just one orgasm.
Ashley opened her mouth wide and wrapped her lips around the spewing head. She moaned as her mouth was suffused in her addictive flavour, while her tongue worked to sample as much of it as she could. The futa swallowed fervently, throat working to guzzle every drop. There was simply too much and streaks of her sleek pre trailed out the sides of her mouth. A groan of frustration vibrated in her chest.
She had a secret weapon, however. Ashley inhaled deeply through her nose, pausing to relish her burgeoning musk, then pushed down. Her back curled as she folded in on herself, taking her indominable erection deeper into her maw. It reached the back of her throat, but she persisted. A gag forced a splash of her fluids and spit to leak. Ashley retreated slightly and recovered, then threw caution to the aether. Nothing would get in the way of her masturbatory marathon.
With a grunt of effort, the futa practically folded herself in half. Her cock vanished down her gluttonous throat, stretching her neck and oesophagus with its girth. She couldn't breathe, her airways completely blocked. Nothing would escape the seal of her lips around her tumescent dick. That meant she could properly savour her excessive production.
Ashley wrapped her arms around herself. Her member was trapped in an embrace from her arms, her tits and her insides. Tears streaked down her cheeks from the strain of her position, and the violent assault on her uvula. The pain and discomfort only made it better. They made the pleasure shine all the brighter.
She began to rock to and fro. The motion pulled her lips off her cock, before slurping even more down her greedy gullet. One of her hands manoeuvred to her balls, massing the vast orb, before slipping beneath to grind against her concealed clit. Ashley moaned, the sound muffled lewdly by her cock, and increased her pace. She began to thrust her hips, both tit and throat fucking herself while she toyed with her clit. Her other fingers dipped lower and stroked her swollen folds.
For almost a minute, Ashley was lost to the world in that loop. She would fall back, extracting several inches of her saliva and pre saturated cock, rubbing it against her chest and between her plush tits, before lurching forward to stuff her maw with her irrefutable shaft. Amidst it all, she continued to touch her femininity. Her juices soon flowed in earnest, sticking to her fingers and the back of her balls.
This was the only reason she wished she had a lover. Or maybe two, Ashley thought lustfully. They could eat her cunt while she focused on her cock, or they could worship her heavy, sperm laden balls. But this was enough.
Her ears focused on the sound of her heartbeat. It pounded in her chest like a runner speeding toward their goal, ignorant to the world around them. Her lungs burned hotly, desperate for air, while her stomach gurgled in its desire for her to feed it more. Ashley tried to keep going. She only had a little further to, she could feel it in how her balls rumbled excitedly. But there was no fighting self-preservation.
The futa came free of her cock with a hoarse yell. Such a sudden release was the final push. Ashley's efforts to refill her lungs fell silent as she screamed in abject bliss, a full body convulsion rushing through her as she jerked her hips into the air. Her fingers sank deep into her snatch, its drooling walls undulating around her in a far more subdued release, while her spare hand clawed at her sheets. She stared down at the pillar of her cock as it unleashed a fountain of cum as thick as curdled milk.
Ashley beamed at the sight, even as she and her surroundings were splattered in viscous globs of jizz. Another spurt arched high, just missing the ceiling, before falling onto her. She knew she must look like she'd just walked off the set of the worlds' largest bukkake party. A giggle bubbled in her chest; it was all her, though. One teenage futanari on her own was cumming entire litres with every throb of her overendowed crotch.
The very thought sent a wave of wanton desire through her. Ashley brought both her hands to her glorious shaft, briefly lingering to savour how powerful each surge of cum felt under her palms, before she jerked her heavy shaft once more. The added sensation heightened her next explosion, which managed to reach her roof. She folded her legs and pressed her feet into her voluminous sack, massaging it with the soles.
