All characters 18 and over. For those new to the series I recommend starting from the beginning.
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I had Irina right where I wanted her, when suddenly my cellphone started ringing. Worse, it was my dad's custom ringtone, "Stand By Me." It could not have come at a more inopportune moment. Irina was beneath me, her legs spread apart and waiting for me to fuck her pussy for the first time. She saw my hesitation and giggled.
"When the night has come"
"Sounds like you better answer it!"
"And the land is dark"
"It's my dad," I said. Just the thought of one of my parents cooled my ardor. Irina, however, seemed to think it fine if we took a breather.
"Go ahead, I'm not going anywhere," she said, still smiling brightly.
"And the moon is the only light we'll see"
I reluctantly got up off the sofa and noticed just how beautiful my little blonde bestie looked with cum dripping from all over her body. My cum, I realized. I dug my phone out of my purse, silenced it, then stopped and listened for the moans and cries that had been coming from the hot tub area. Apparently Morgana and Lucille had stopped as well, so I gingerly tapped the green button to accept the call.
"No I won't"
"Hi Daddy," I answered. "What's up?"
"Hi Pumpkin! How's my girl doing?"
"I'm just fine daddy. How are you?"
"I was wondering, did you make plans to visit your mother for Christmas?"
"Um, why did she tell you something? I didn't say yes or no but to be honest, I'm really not sure I can make the trip this year."
"Why, what's come up?"
"It's just such a long ways, and plus I'm kinda out of work now, and so I want to keep looking for a job."
My dad was a little surprised that I lost my job. I told him that my boss was being a creep and I actually sued him, which shocked him even more.
"Maybe we should spend some time together and do some catching up. You've been busy, that much I can tell, but perhaps you can find some time in your schedule for your old dad? I still make house calls, you know-"
"Yeah," I said noncommittally.
"So, you're not too busy?"
"No, I'm not," I admitted, realizing I had no idea what kind of cover story to tell him in case he asked.
"So, how's tomorrow?"
"Uh, tomorrow?" I repeated, stalling for time. I didn't know what to say to that. I knew I could wear clothes to obscure any hint of a bulge in my crotch. I wasn't ready to start giving up those secrets. I looked at Irina, who raised both eyebrows in silent confusion, and shrugged accommodatingly.
"Tomorrow sounds doable," I finally admitted. Irina licked her lips lasciviously, and I was suddenly reminded of her joke that she wanted to bang my dad. The idea definitely irked me, and thus killed whatever erotic buzz had been lingering. I suppose it was inevitable, since I had already cum twice. I finished setting up the date for the next day, Irina listening in the whole time. After I got off the phone, Irina suggested we clean up the mess on the sofa.
Morgana's house was well stocked for this task, with a bucket, washable sponges and loads of bath towels under the sink. We both cleaned up while in the nude, and then Irina led me into another bedroom. She kissed me, but this time it was not arousing so much as it seemed to build our connection. I kissed her back, and then we went to the bed and dove under the covers. We kissed some more, and in the back of my mind I marveled at how much my attitude towards females seemed to had changed. I was hungry for Irina's kiss, but I was also curious about Morgana and Lucille.
"I have a question to ask you," I finally said. "Are we going to have an orgy or something later?"
Irina smirked. "We could if you wanted, maybe," she said. "Right now I'm not so sure. Morgana has been getting increasingly possessive of Lucille, for whatever reason. That futa is her favorite, and to kind of place emphasis on that, Lucille only fucks other women with Morgana's permission."
"Really?" The porn videos I had seen of them had led me to believe that they were spontaneous and wild about sex with anyone and each other. At first I had thought the idea of a futanari fucking every hot vixen who crossed her path vulgar and dirty, but it was beginning to be a turn-on for me. I chuckled to myself and realized that fantasy was all in my mind. Of course, porn is just porn, I told myself, a manufactured image.
"Um, so like I was saying," Irina said, catching my attention. I had totally missed whatever else she had been saying about Morgana and Lucille. "Lucy still has her old personality and preferences. Morgana told me she's working through them, but basically, she doesn't do guys and she's even against doing other futanari."
"Oh, I see." Lucille had been a fairly macho kind of guy before her transformation. I wouldn't have imagined Brian ever even wanting to look at a penis. It was kind of disappointing because Lucille had a great body and I could totally imagine doing her. Hard, in the ass, whether she liked it or not.
Whoa! Where did that thought come from?
I lost track of the conversation, so startled by my own filthy fantasies.
"Why, were you hoping to have an orgy?" Irina asked, noticing my burgeoning erection.
