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by Stayrr

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194. Futa Fairy Futa Milf's Harem

The Futa Fairy-Futa MILF's Harem Wish Chapter One: Mrs. Fatima's Forbidden Desires

The Futa Fairy

Futa MILF's Harem Wish

Chapter One: Mrs. Fatima's Forbidden Desires

by mypenname3000

Story Codes: Hermaphrodite/Female, Hermaphrodite/Teen female, Incest, Virgin, Oral Sex, Creampie, Anal

"Have a good night a work, husband," I said formally in Arabic as I embraced Tarik, fighting my disgust at the sour reek about him. I was glad to see him leave, even if he'd return in twelve hours.

Once, when I was a girl of nineteen, I thought I loved him. But at forty, I knew differently. Especially after my encounter with Dr. Rita, a woman who had a huge cock and who healed me with her magical cum.

Just remembering my embarrassing predicament last month and the amazing results burned my cheeks and warmed my pussy. I broke away from my husband, hating to feel the arousal while touching him. My conservative dress rustled, my headscarf covering my hair even though we were in the privacy of our apartment.

"Enjoy your evening, husband," my sister-wife said. Though polygamy was illegal in America, it didn't stop Tarik from marrying me and Ranya, my younger sister. When we immigrated to America from Palestine not long after our wedding, we lied about it to the government. Officially, I was the only wife he had in the States.

Our husband only grunted. Then he spotted his youngest daughter, Basima, sitting on the couch. "You, where is your sister? She is not in trouble?"

"I'm here, Father," Naila said, coming out and sitting beside Basima. The twins looked much alike. Round faces, so innocent and youthful at fourteen, peered out of their matching headscarves. Their bodies hidden by their clothing.

Oh, I wished their forms weren't hidden. Dr. Rita had awakened me to the pleasures of the feminine flesh. And I lusted after our daughters. My three and Ranya's one. The twins were the youngest, at fourteen, then there was Ranya's Ayesha at fifteen, and my eldest Sa'dia, a radiant sixteen-year-old. I ogled her the most, her body developed beneath the plain dresses she had to wear to look like a modest, Muslim girl.

My clit throbbed beneath my dress, my pussy on fire. Juices dripped down my thighs. I yearned to masturbate. I wouldn't attempt shoving a sparkling grape juice bottle into my cunt again as a makeshift dildo. Not after the last time ended up with my trip to the emergency room, mortified and begging my sister not to tell anyone.

"Give your father a kiss," he grunted at the twins. "And stay out of trouble."

"Yes, Father," the twins said, hopping to their feet and planting chaste kisses on his bearded cheeks.

Then he marched out of the apartment to spend the next twelve hours, the entire night, driving a cab in Tacoma. Maybe he'd even work longer, taking part of another cabbie's shift. Then he'd be out of the apartment for longer.

When it was only us women home, it was so much more…wonderful. I glanced at the twins, lusting to see their identical bodies pressed tight together. I shivered, my pussy growing even hotter. These deviant, lesbian lusts had seized me.

It would be so hot to grow a futa-dick like that naughty, Black doctor. I would stroke my cock and cum all over my daughters' dusky faces. Just coat their delicate features in creamy girl-spunk. Then they'd lick it off each other, diving into incestuous passion. My sister would lick the cum off my dick, making me shudder before I fucked her mouth. Then I'd fuck them all, fire my cum into them, breed them and—

The door opened and my husband marched back in. "Girls, I thought you checked the mail."

"We did, Father," Basima said, her eyes so wide and dark.

"Then how did you miss this?" he demanded, shaking the green envelope in his hand. "Your mother deserves to receive her mail. If I didn't have to get to work, you would feel my belt."

"Sorry, Father," Basima said, her twin sister gripping her hand tight. "I must have missed it."

He snorted, thrusting the green envelope into my hand. Then he marched out the door and into the November night. I shivered, and not from the wind that had followed my husband in. A green, wax seal held the letter closed. I turned it over, my forehead frowning.

Letters written in graceful cursive, transforming the English words into something almost as beautiful as Arabic script. I frowned at reading the silver letters.

To: Misses Fatima Abboud

The Living Room

203 132nd Street South

Apartment 16

Parkland, WA, 98444

How did the letter writer know where I stood in my apartment? A lucky guess. It wasn't a big apartment. I had my bedroom, and Ranya had hers as dictated by Sharia law. Our husband slept in whosoever bed he felt like. There was one more room our daughters shared, two twin beds they crowded between. Then there was the living room, bathroom, and the kitchen. That was it.

I blinked at the sender.

From: Leanan Sidhe

The Meadow

1 Summer Lane

Phoenix, Arizona 85009

"Leanan Sidhe?" I frowned over the strange name.

"What is that?" my sister asked.

"I don't know," I said, flipping it over, my deviant desires for incestuous, lesbian sex fading. I turned the letter over and broke the wax seal.

Green glitter spilled out with the folded paper. It looked old, tinged yellow, and thick, different from modern paper. I felt like I held an old document, something from two hundred years ago. The parchment crinkled as I spread it open.

More silver script flowed across the page. My eyes widened as I read it.

My dearest Misses Fatima Abboud

I am writing to you in regards to the incestuous wish that you most wantonly have made in the depths of your heart. I recognize the desire bursting in your beating heart. I must confess that I enjoy relationships that plunge with fulsome passion across such taboo lines, such as the desire of a mother to enjoy fleshly congress with her daughters. So I am so moved by the depths of your forbidden want, even though you fear it is impossible.

Which is why I am writing you this letter expressing my most fervent desire to make your wish come true. For I fully understand both the fire burning in your nethers, and the desire to enjoy the pleasures of the flesh others think are forbidden. Now that have I felt your great desires, I am compelled to act. And how I did tremble in the Meadows, fertilizing the flowers with my salty passion and bringing such luster to their beautiful blossoms.

So expect my visit tonight, my dearest Misses Fatima, and know that your forbidden wish shall be granted.

Yours in fellowship,

Leanan Sidhe

Esq. of Summer

"Well?" my sister asked. "Your face went scarlet. Is it…?" She left the words hanging, wondering if I had a lover, but not saying since the twins were nearby.

I closed the letter. "It is just an old friend writing me. She is thinking of a visit." My thoughts tumbled. This had to be the futa-fairy mentioned by Dr. Rita. My clit ached and throbbed. And she planned on coming tonight. To make my wishes come true. I glanced at the twins, aching to soil their innocence. "That's all."

"Okay," my sister said slowly, her eyes boring into mine. She had promised to keep my secrets from our husband and daughters.

I couldn't wait to fuck her with my new futa-dick. I just smiled at her. "This is wonderful news." Then I kissed my sister on the cheeks, wanting to kiss her lips. "It will change everything for us."

"What will, Mother?" asked willowy Ayesha as she emerged from the hallway. Though she was Ranya's daughter, she addressed me as mother, just as my daughters addressed my sister the same. Ayesha had the largest breasts in the family, big and soft, her hips curving, her face round and beautiful, her skin dusky-olive. Beneath her headscarf, she had lustrous, black hair.

"It's a surprise," I said, kissing the fifteen-year-old on the forehead, feeling her large breasts rub at me through our clothing. Such a curvaceous beauty. "Now it's almost supper. Where is Sa'dia?"

"Still at the library," Ayesha answered. "Studying."

"Good," I nodded. My body trembled. I really wanted to masturbate. "Call her and make sure she is home in twenty minutes. Your other mother has worked hard on dinner."

Ranya blushed, giving me a smile. "It is nothing fancy."

"It smells lovely," I told her. She was a much better cook then me.

The night passed slowly. I kept drooling over the twins, over my sister, over Ayesha, and Sa'dia. I sat across from my eldest daughter, staring at her delicate lips, her wavy-brown hair peeking out from beneath her headscarf as she ate. She had green eyes, rare in our family. I stared at the enchanting orbs as I ate, squeezing my thighs tight together.

"Is there something on my face, Mother?" Sa'dia asked, her voice musical. "Not a blemish, right?"

"Ooh, worried about a pimple?" Ayesha asked. "Is there a boy who's been staring at your face."

Sa'dia blush darkened her cheeks. "Of course not. I just thought I might have rice or something on my face."

"You are fine. And beautiful, my daughter," I purred, licking my lips. I wanted to ravish my daughter. Right here at the dinner table.

Patience. I needed to wait for the futa-fairy to arrive.

After dinner, the twins washed up, the pair singing a nonsense song as they worked. The rest of us retired to the living room to watch one of those singing contests, Ayesha and Sa'dia huddled together, whispering about the cute boy on stage.

Soon they'd learn other pleasures to grow excited about. Mommy would educate them all.

"You look so flushed," my sister whispered. "Is that a letter from a…lover?"

"No," I promised her. She had her suspicions about me. "Did you not see the female name on it?"

"That's what I mean." She gave me a studious look. "I've felt your eyes on me, and on our daughters, at the bathhouse."

"Trust me," I told her, squeezing her hand.

"I do." She bit her lip. "You're my dearest sister, so I will protect your secret. But…"

I smiled at her, thanking her. It shouldn't be much longer before Leanan Sidhe arrived. I kept glancing at the clock, time passing so slowly. I squirmed on the couch, the twins joining us, stretching out on the floor, their skirts sliding down their legs, revealing their dusky flesh. Legs were parted with girlish innocence, teasing me at the possibility of seeing their underage pussies.

As the evening passed, no one knocked on the door. The hours grew later and later. The girls readied for bed. They had school in the morning. They all attended Franklin Pierce High School. I bit my lip, wondering where the futa-fairy was.

What was taking so long.

At eleven, I abandoned watching TV. Disappointment soured me. I went into the bathroom, taking off my makeup and coming out my hair. I put on a nightgown and entered my bedroom. My daughter Sa'dia lay on my bed, hugging my pillow. It wasn't unusual for her to sleep in my bed. I sighed, stretching out beside my sixteen-year-old daughter, aching so badly to touch her.

"Night, Mother," she whispered.

I kissed her cheek, nuzzling up to her from behind. I felt the heat of her body bleeding through both our nightgowns. My nipples hardened. "Good night, my little star. Shine bright for me and keep me safe tonight."

"Yes, Mother," she murmured, not objecting to the childish nonsense. If she were more awake, she would.

I sighed, closing my eyes. I was so certain the futa-fairy would come. I breathed in deeply, smelling the flowery scent of my daughter's shampoo. I savored the flavor as darkness descended over me. The scent grew stronger and stronger, so fresh and beautiful, reminding me of the delight of summer.

A wind brushed my face.

Flowers caressed my calves.

I blinked, standing beneath an azure sky bare of any clouds. The sun shone happily above, caressing my naked body with liquid gold. I shivered, staring down at my round, dusky breasts to my flat stomach and the dark bush between my thighs. I stood in a field of wildflowers, the wind rustling the riot of reds and whites and purples and blues and oranges.

Insect wings buzzed behind me, loud like a dragonfly zipping past my ear. I turned and found a slim girl, no older than the twins, flying in the air. Her slender body, youthful and petite, was so pale, her breasts small handfuls, nipples pink nubs, hard and inviting. I licked my lips, noticing the delicate smile on her lips and her green hair spilling about her face.

Then I met her silvery gaze.

Those eyes arrested me. They were ancient, older than anything, than the Prophet, than human existence. I felt like a speck of sand on a beach being looked down on by a giant. I trembled, clutching my hands to my naked breasts and…

She had a dick.

A big, hard, throbbing futa-dick thrusting from the hairless folds of her pussy.

"It's you," I groaned. "You came."

"I always keep my promises with my utmost diligence, my dearest Misses Fatima," she answered. "As that winter hag will learn to her utter folly if she keeps on this endeavor to ruin my fun."

"What?" I blinked.

"Pay my careless words no heed," she said, her silvery wings buzzing as she drifted closer. "They do not concern the wondrous reason that I have brought you here." She touched my shoulders, the tip of her futa-dick brushing my naked stomach. "And I am certain you know exactly why I'm here. Especially after your most wicked encounter with another of my patrons, my dearest Miss Fatima."

"You're going to make me a futa so I can fuck my sister and our daughters."

"Indeed, I am, my dearest Misses Fatima." Her wings hummed faster as an excited shiver raced through her body. "As you can see, my futa-passions have achieved their utmost tumescent engorgement. I most heartily ache to know the intimacy of your flesh and savor the congress of our united passion."

"You're…going to have sex with me?" I blinked. My English had grown great since I came to America. But, her words were so…difficult.

"I am, my dearest Misses Fatima." Her hands moved down from my shoulders to cup my round breasts. "If you agree to the terms of our compact. That I grant your wish, and you owe me a favor for me to collect at some point in the future."

"You'll make me a futa?" I asked, wanting to be clear.

"Yes, my dearest Misses Fatima, I will cause your clitoris to sprout most eagerly into the very same winsome appendage that does prod at your sleek belly." She grinned at me. "Does that not stir the passions in your wanton nethers?"

"It makes me hot and wet," I groaned. "If that is what you meant."

She nodded her head then leaned in, lips drawing closer. "Then voice your agreement to my terms and we shall, with most diligent and vigorous thrusts, enter into our pact."

"Just fuck me," I moaned, needing that amazing feel of a futa-cock in me again. It had been so hot when Dr. Rita administered the suppository, sliding her huge dick into my asshole and making me cum so hard.

The futa-fairy squealed and then kissed me, pressing her nubile, petite body so tight to mine. She felt like how I imagined hugging the twins, so slight and sexy. My hands grabbed her ass as her tongue drove into my mouth, swirling around, making me shudder and gasp. Delight rippled through me. I moaned into the kiss, my head growing dizzy with the passion we shared.

It swirled around me. I squirmed, my pussy clenching. Such hot rapture burned in our kiss. Her dick throbbed against my stomach, this hot rod of iron. My snatch dripped juices. So wet. I'd quench her dick with my juices.

Her small hands found my round breasts. She squeezed them, her hands so wonderful. So different from my husband's rough gropings. Leanan Sidhe's touch was gentle and so very feminine. The caress I craved from my daughters.

Or my sister.

Leanan Sidhe's wings hummed, a silvery blur before my face. The air stirred around us, my long, black hair blowing, an errant curl sliding about my cheek. I shivered, my nipples throbbing, brushing her tiny nubs.

I broke the kiss, squeezing her ass. "You are just so gorgeous."

"So are you, my dearest Misses Fatima. Mmm, I just have to taste your entire body, to bathe it most vociferously with my tongue and give you such effervescent delight err we embark upon our most intimate and wicked compact."

"Okay," I moaned, not caring what she said or did to me. So long as I came on the dick.

Hovering in the air, her body moved, twisting, her hand nuzzling between my breasts. Green hair spilled over my dusky skin. My brown nipples throbbed as the silk caressed them right before her little mouth latched on.

And sucked.

I stared down her supple back, past her blurring wings, to the cute curve of her romp. I watched it wiggle back and forth as her hot, wet mouth sucked and loved my nipple. Her tongue danced over it, making me squirm, my pussy growing more and more excited.

"Ooh, I can smell your motherly excitement, my dearest Misses Fatima," cooed the futa-fairy. "That sweet scent of a woman's passion. You are ever so wet for me."

"I am," I groaned as she engulfed my other nipple, her tongue sliding around it.

Her tongue swirled on my areola, caressing it and making me squirm more. She went back and forth, sucking, nipping, bathing my nubs. I groaned with every one. Like a hummingbird suckling nectar, she brought her lips to my nipples and loved them.

Tingles raced through me. A highway of buzzing rapture connected my nipples to my clit. Every suckle had my little bud throbbing. My thighs squeezed tight, rubbing on my hot flesh, seeking to bring some relief from her teasing tongue.

And then she licked away from my nipple, her warm tongue dragging across my round breast. She moved lower, nuzzling into my underboob. She cooed her delight, her tongue falling the edge of my breast before switching to the left one.

"Oh, you taste so wonderfully salty, my dearest Misses Fatima," she moaned, staring up at me with ancient eyes.

"Just make me cum. I need it."

"Patience is always rewarded." She giggled. "Especially from my most diligent tongue."

She licked lower, bathing my stomach with her warm tongue. I shuddered, sucking in breaths as she reached my bellybutton. She caressed the little divot, swirling her tongue through it and making me squirm.

She descended as she licked, kissing and smooching. She reached my pelvis, moving down my pubic mound and nuzzled into my black bush. I groaned, my pussy clenching, as she explored through my forest, coming closer and closer.

"Yes, Leanan Sidhe," I groaned, my toes curling. "Oh, please, yes. I need it so badly. Just lick my pussy. Make me cum!"

And then she moved between my thighs, landing on her knees. Her wings stilled, revealing them to be gossamer and transparent, veined like a dragonfly's. Her face pressed into my bush, her lips rubbing on my pussy lips.

"Your motherly passion screams out for satisfaction, and I shall most heartily deliver it upon this font."

"Yes!" I hissed as she took her first lick and gave me relief.

The futa-fairy's tongue slid through my thick pussy, so delicate and wonderful. My body quivered, my dusky breasts jiggling, my nipples still glistening with her hot saliva. I stared across the open meadow, drinking in all the sights and smells, loving how wonderfully amazing it was here. The wind rippled the wildflowers. They danced as I moaned out my passion.

She gripped my ass, clenching tight as her tongue wiggled into my married cunt. She stirred such wicked sensations through me. I groaned, my body shaking, shuddering. Delight rippled through me. My body heaved and my moans sang out across the wildflowers.

"Yes, yes, yes, eat my snatch, you naughty futa-fairy! Make me cum, then give me the dick to fuck my sister and our daughters!"

Her tongue built something amazing in me. Something wondrous. Lithe and nimble, it churned my pussy into a froth. Juices boiled out of me, pouring into her hungry mouth. I shuddered, shivering as the pleasure rippled through my body.

Her wings buzzed in anticipatory delight. Her eyes stared up at me, begging for my cum to pour into her hungry mouth. My pussy clenched about her tongue. Pleasure rippled through my body, a preview of the mighty explosion to come.

I didn't care how sinful this was. The Koran condemned what I did. But it felt so good.

I came.

"Drink my cream!" I moaned, my pussy convulsing. Juices gushed out of me. Pleasure my husband had never come close to stirring in my body burst through me.

This delicious fairy gave it to me.

She moaned, her eyes singing delight as she drank the cream pouring into her mouth. I shuddered, my flesh spasming. Pleasure surged through my body. It filled every bit of me. I swayed in the meadow, wildflowers kissing my calves. I breathed in their perfume.

And drank in the rapture Leanan Sidhe gave me.

The pleasure left me reeling. I stumbled back, pulling away from her grip. Her amazing tongue slid out of my pussy. I sank down onto a bed of crushed flowers, feeling their soft petals against my back and ass. A red flower thrust up between my thighs, waving, caressing the lips of my pussy.

Leanan Sidhe, mouth and chin smeared with my cream, smiled at me. She licked her lips, wings fluttered. "Oh, my dearest Misses Fatima, your pussy flooded my mouth with your most delicious of ambrosia. Truthfully, it is a banquet I would feast upon until time did end. That is, if I did not have a throbbing and tumescent cock aching to know the pleasures of your depth's sweet embrace."

"Just fuck me!" I moaned, legs spread so wide, arms outstretched. My tits jiggled as I beckoned her. "Let's make that pact. I want to be a futa!"

"You are such a wanton and motherly beauty, my dearest Misses Fatima."

Her wings blurred, lifting her off her feet. She darted towards me, moving with the grace of a honeybee descending upon the flower to feast. She landed between my thighs, her slender body over mine, her cock reaching down towards my vulva. The red flower twisted out of the way as her futa-dick speared at my pussy.

And buried into me.

"Yes!" I groaned, her lithe body draping over mine as she slid her girl-dick all the way into my depths. Her small, immature breasts rubbed against my round tits. I shuddered, clutching her tight, loving how silky her skin felt.

How amazing her cock was.

She speared into the depths of my pussy. I took every inch of her. She was as big as Dr. Rita. And she dwarfed my husband's impotent dick. I groaned, my cunt clenching down on her shaft, feeling the shape of her dick as she drew it back.

Her silver eyes stared into mine as she groaned out her enjoyment, savoring the hot silk of my snatch wrapped about her dick. Our nipples kissed as she squirmed. My hands slid down her back, cupping her ass, feeling the flex of her muscles as she drove her futa-shaft back into my depths.

"My dearest Misses Fatima," she moaned, shuddering atop me. "Oh, yes, it is wonderful to be inside the depths of your frothy passion. You are ever so wet and excited to embrace my powerful girth."

"Ever so excited," I quivered, my married pussy loving her dick plunging over and over into me. "Oh, you're so much better than my husband."

"Of course I am," she said, stating a fact as she plowed me.

And then her hot mouth found my lips. I shuddered, loving my pussy's sweet cream. My body writhed beneath her slim form. I cradled her to my body. She felt like my daughters, so young and passionate, enjoying her mother's pleasure.

Our tongues danced, our kiss deepening as the futa-fairy fucked my pussy faster and faster. Her perky rear flexed beneath my fingers. I savored the slide of her dick in and out of my pussy, the pleasure surging through my body. My eyes rolled back into my head.

Soon, I'd have my own dick. And it'd be my sister and our daughters writhing beneath me. I'd show them all the delights of feminine passion. Lesbian and futa sex would rule in our apartment while our husband was at work. Ranya and I would pleasure our daughters all the time. And I'd breed them all. I'd be so virile.

My pussy grew hotter.

Leanan Sidhe broke our kiss. "Yes, yes, my dearest Misses Fatima," she purred, "I feel the wish you so heartily long for as we lie entwined in our passion. You shall have it. I promise!"

"I believe you!" I moaned as her girl-cock drove into my pussy, her groin rubbing on my clit.

Sparks flew.

My orgasm detonated.

Fires exploded rapture through my body. Showers of colorful, euphoric sparks rained on my mind. I bucked and shuddered, fingers digging into her flexing ass. Her cock drove into my spasming pussy while moans escaped my lips.

Fuzzy darkness washed across my vision. Waves of ecstasy spilled through my mind. I gasped and moaned. My body drank in her pumping cock. Every thrust of her futa-dick into me sent new paroxysms spasming through my body.

"Leanan Sidhe!" I moaned through clenching teeth, the pleasure spasming all the muscles of my body. "Cum in me!"

"With such eagerness, my dearest Misses Fatima!" she moaned, thrusting hard.

Her cock buried into my spasming depths. My pussy massaged her shaft, so eager for her futa-jizz to flood my married pussy. To give me what I crave. I dug my fingers so hard into her ass, feeling her tremble atop me, her small nipples kissing mine.

Cum spurted into me.

I shuddered at the splash of girl-spunk in my depths. It washed through my pussy, so hot and thick. My body drank it in. And my eyes widened, feeling more than cum flood my pussy. Energy. The futa-fairy poured energy into my body.

And it changed me.

"Yes, yes, yes, my dearest Misses Fatima! Take my gift! Enjoy the pleasures that I deliver upon your body! Enjoy the women of your house. Your daughters. Your sister. Her daughter. Breed them. Love them!"

"I will!" I howled.

And then the miracle happened. That wonderful thing I had so long craved for. My futa-dick sprouted. I shuddered, my eyes widening as I felt it grow. It made my entire body heave. My pussy convulsed. My clit grew and grew, transforming as it slid between our bellies.

Leanan Sidhe lifted her body from my form, her delicate fingers grasping my swelling shaft. Already, the pinkness of my clit faded into the dusky-brown of my skin. Except my tip. That still had a pinkish hue. It swelled so big, becoming a helmet surmounting my mighty shaft. A slit appeared, precum beading out of it.

My ovaries tightened, so full of my own girl-cum.

"Enjoy this cock with every beat of your heart, my dearest Misses Fatima, and treasure the time you have with those to which you share this amazing shaft."

"I will," I groaned, shuddering.

I felt something rubbing on my dick, soft and plump, so warm like the silk of human skin. More than just Leanan Sidhe's hand stroking it. I groaned, my hips humping forward, my cock sliding around it, brushing silky hair.

Wet folds.

Like I was touching a pussy.

"Mom?" Leanan Sidhe asked, her voice groggy. Only the futa-fairy's lips didn't move. "Mom, what is that pressing… Mom!"

I blinked, the wildflowers fading around me as my hips thrust, unable to resist the hot, wet flesh pressing on the tip of my dick. I felt a barrier covering the entrance to the hole I wanted to bury into. It stretched before my cock as darkness engulfed me.

I lay on my side, dark hair rustling before me.

"Mom! What is that you're pressing on my pussy? On my maidenhead?"

It was my daughter Sa'dia. My new futa-cock pressed on her pussy. Her hymen resisted as I ached to bury into her snatch. My sixteen-year-old daughter trembled in my arms, whimpering as my dick sought to penetrate her virginity.

"Shh," I whispered, pressing my breasts, covered by my thick nightgown, into her back. I had hiked up both our nightgowns while dreaming of the futa-fairy. "Just relax and submit to your mother, my little star."

"Mom?" she whimpered. "Is that a dildo? This is against Allah's will. We are women. You're my mother and…" She groaned as I pressed again.

"Relax and your mother will love you with her futa-cock." I pressed harder at her maidenhead. Nothing would stop me from enjoying my daughter's pleasures. I had dreamed of this, of taking my daughters, breeding them with my futa-dick. I birthed her. Created her. And now I would fuck her.

Her cherry popped.

"Mom!" she hissed as my futa-cock sank into the depths of her pussy.

Virgin flesh engulfed my cock. I shuddered, savoring the pure delights of my daughter's snatch. I pressed deeper and deeper, groaning. My futa-dick throbbed. Her silky flesh gripped my shaft, so tight and hot and wet.

So wet.

My daughter whimpered as I buried into her depths, pressing my bush into the soft curves of her ass. She wiggled, her pussy tightening and relaxing on my dick. My arms held her, feeling the trembles of her body.

I nuzzled against her cheek, kissing her. "See, my little star, doesn't Mommy's futa-cock feel amazing in your pussy."

"Your cock? What is going on?" She moaned and whimpered, squirming, sliding her once virginal flesh up and down my dick.

"Just admit how hot you are. How much of a little sharmota you are for my futa-cock. How much of a whore you are."

"Whore?" She groaned. "I was a virgin, mother. You deflowered me."

"I did, my daughter. And you loved it. Just admit it. Admit you love my big, thick shaft buried in your slutty cunt."

She whimpered again, her hips moving, fucking her cunt up and down my cock.

"I can feel you move. Your whorish body loves my cock. Just admit it." My hands found her breasts through her nightgown, feeling her round mounds, her nipples so hard. I pinched them through the cotton. "Admit it, my little star."

"This is so shameful, Mom," she whimpered, her hips moving more, undulating, stirring that hot, dripping cunt up and down my cock.

My daughter's pussy was heaven on my dick. My cunt clenched, remembering the feel of Leanan Sidhe's dick pumping in and out of my depths. I knew first-hand the rapture flooding through my daughter's body at this moment. Sa'dia shuddered again.

"I…" She whimpered. "I do."

"Do, what?"

"I do love your…your cock in me."

I nipped her ear. "My futa-cock, my whorish daughter. Now fuck that pussy on your mommy's girl-dick. I'm going to cum in you. Breed you. You're going to carry mommy's daughter."

"Mom!" she gasped, her hips bucking harder.

I savored my first taste of incestuous pussy. I let my daughter fuck up and down against me as my hands stripped us naked. I pulled off our nightgowns, throwing them away as she wiggled and moaned, working her cunt up and down my futa-dick.

My daughter fucked me so hard. Naked, I pressed my tits into her back, cupping her breasts. I hugged her so tightly as she pleasured my dick with her tight, once virginal cunt. My pussy clenched every time she slammed back down my shaft, pressing that curvy ass into my crotch.

"Mom," she panted. "Oh, Mom, this feels so good. Your cock… It's in me. And it's not a dildo?"

"It's not. Feel."

Her hand shoved down between her thighs, brushing the base of my girl-dick buried in her tight sheath. Sa'dia shivered, groaning as her fingers explored the folds of my pussy wrapped about my new shaft. Then she felt my wet folds.

She whimpered, her pussy clenching so hard on my cock as she worked her hips. She pumped her snatch up and down my shaft, the friction rippling through me. It built such rapture in the depths of my pussy.

Her fingers penetrated my cunt.

"Oh, Mom, your pussy is so hot! Just like your dick is buried in me!" She let out another whimpering moan. "You have a cock! How? Does father know?"

"That fool doesn't know anything," I panted, my pressure building. "Oh, keep working those hips. Mommy's going to flood so much futa-cum into your depths, my slutty little star."

"Yes, yes, yes!" she gasped. "Something's building in me. I…I think… I think it's an orgasm."

"Surrender to it," I groaned, squeezing her nipples so hard. "You can cum as much as you want with Mommy. Enjoy the pleasures of your body!"

"Sinful pleasures!"

"Yes!" I tugged on her nipples. "The best kind! Incestuous, sinful pleasures!"

My daughter shuddered. Her pussy spasmed about my dick. She let out whimpering moans of rapture as she slammed her convulsing silk down my dick. She embraced every inch of my cock. I groaned, my fingers twisting her nipples hard. Pleasure exploded through me.

My cum fired into my daughter's pussy. My seed boiled into her fertile depths. I bred my daughter. I birthed her and now I impregnated her. I prepared her for just this moment. My body convulsed, the ecstasy shooting through my mind as load after load of my cum spilled into her.

Her supple back rubbed on my nipples as she convulsed. She bucked hard, squeaking out her rapture as her body drank in every drop of my incestuous cum. She milked out the jizz with her hungry pussy.

"Mommy!" Sa'dia moaned. "Oh, wow. Oh, Mommy!"

"Yes, yes, yes," I groaned, my body buzzing as my orgasm died.

"You filled me. With cum!"

"Uh-huh," I purred. "And now Mommy's going to lick you clean. She's going to eat that dirty, slutty pussy."

My daughter shuddered. "That's so sinful. Do it!"

I smiled, so glad I could show her this joy.

I pulled my dick out of her depths, shuddering as my still-hard girl-dick came free. I rolled her onto her back, her round breasts jiggling, her nipples so hard. I pushed apart her dusky thighs, her dark-brown pubic hair matted by my white jizz. I breathed in her spicy musk mixed with my salty seed.

Hunger salivated my mouth.

"Mommy!" Sa'dia squealed as my mouth buried into her pussy. My tongue licked.

I gathered her spicy cream mixed with my salty girl-jizz. The two flavors burst to life in my mouth as I ate my first pussy. The pussy that I created. I pressed my lips tight to her cunt, loving the incestuous mix of our fluids. They coated my lips and chin as I licked and nuzzled, my hips wiggling, my dick throbbing as it swung between my thighs. Pussy juices poured down my thighs, my pussy so on fire.

My daughter squirmed. Her silky pubic hair rubbed along my cheeks and tickled my nose. I loved it as my tongue churned through her hot folds. I licked and probed into her newly deflowered depths. She groaned, clutching at the blankets, her breasts jiggling in the darkness.

"Mommy," she gasped. My sixteen-year-old daughter whimpered again as I feasted on her underage snatch. "Oh, Mommy, this is so sinful. I can't believe we're doing this! Oh, wow."

"Very sinful," I agreed between licks. "So naughty and forbidden. Mmm, don't you just love Mommy's tongue sliding through her whorish cunt?"

"Yes, Mommy!" Sa'dia's face twisted. Her body bucked, thighs squeezing on my head. "It's building again. That wonderful pleasure. That amazing rapture!"

"Good," I groaned, digging my tongue into her snatch. "Don't fight it. Just let it explode through you. Embrace the pleasure. Let it carry you away!"

"I will, Mommy!"

Her whimpers grew and grew, her mewling pants. My daughter quivered as I feasted. It made my cock ache and my pussy burn to pleasure my Sa'dia like this. To feast on her forbidden flesh. Her spicy musk coated my tongue as I wiggled into her depths, searching for more of my cum.

But I had eaten all my yummy girl-jizz out of her.

So I had to plant more in her.

I licked up her folds, their hot silk caressing my lips, and found her clit. She gasped as my tongue circled around her bud. Her breasts shook. Her moans sang through my bedroom as I sucked on her little nub. I nibbled on it.

"Mommy!" she gasped, spasming. "Oh, yes, Mommy!"

Hot juices splashed about my lips, her cream flooding out of her as her orgasm burst through her. My dick throbbing, begging to be in her spasming flesh, to give her the pleasure that I knew she craved. I rose up her body, my swinging breasts dragging up her stomach, meeting her tits. Then we kissed, letting her taste her spicy pussy adorning my lips.

And I drove my dick into her convulsing pussy.

For the second time tonight, her hot cunt embraced my dick. I pumped in and out of her snatch, savoring her orgasming rapture. She coated my girl-cock with her passion as our tongues dueled. Her body shuddered beneath us.

My ass clenched. A tingle raced across my asshole as her hands grabbed my butt, fingers digging into my flesh. Memory of Dr. Rita's naughty suppository rippled through me. I had enjoyed my first taste of anal sex.

And so would my daughter.

"Mommy?" she panted when I drew back, breaking our kiss and pulling my cock out of the silky heaven of her pussy. "What are you doing? You felt so good in me."

"And it's about to get better," I grinned at her, sliding the dripping tip of my girl-dick down her taint and between her butt-cheeks. "Mommy has something else nice to teach you."

I snagged a pillow, shoving it between her ass, elevating her so I could get at my goal easier: her virgin asshole. I rubbed against her sphincter. Her eyes widened. She shuddered, her thighs tightening about my waist.

Her hands seized my tits, squeezing them. She nursed from them as a baby. "I've heard of anal from school." She bit her lip. "I'm just so…so aching to be filled. Do it."

"Mommy's little slut-daughter," I groaned and thrust.

Her eyes widened, her fingers digging into my breasts, as her asshole spread and spread about my dick. Her sphincter fought valiantly against my girl-dick. But it couldn't resist the force of my thrusts. I buried into her bowels.

She let out a purring groan. She shuddered, her bowels clenching on my dick as I slid deeper and deeper into her velvety delight. My eyes widened at the rough heat of her asshole wrapped about my futa-cock.

"Mommy!" she groaned, her voice so thick and throaty. "Allah and his blessed prophet! You're so huge!"

"And you're so tight," I groaned, leaning over her, my tits jiggling in her hands. I grinned at my daughter. "Now this is sinning!"

"Yes, Mommy!"

Our hips moved and pumped, working my futa-cock in and out of her pussy. I landed over her, kissing her, rubbing our tits together as my mattress creaked. Our tongues danced, loving each other as the heat burned in her asshole.

Such incestuous heat.

I loved her so much. My sexy Sa'dia. I humped faster and faster, slamming my girl-dick in and out of her tight bowels. She whimpered into our kiss, her tongue dancing with mine. Her hands slid around my body, clawing at my back with such passion.

I gave her passion. I made her gasp and groan. When I buried into her bowels, her pussy rubbed on my pubic mound, smearing her hot cream across my skin. I shuddered, our nipples sliding past each other as our round boobs jiggled.

"Sa'dia," I groaned, breaking the kiss. "Your ass! Oh, it's so sweet. You're going to make your mommy cum so hard."

"Good," she squealed. "Cum in me, Mommy! I loved it in my pussy! And I'll love it in my ass! I'm going to cum again! I love cumming!"

"Mommy's little slut can cum as much as she wants!" I groaned, thrusting harder into her hot bowels. "Just unleash your passion!"

"Yes, yes, yes," she howled. "I love you, Mommy!"

"I love you, too, my little slutty star!"

I kissed my daughter hard, thrusting my tongue into her mouth as hard as I thrust my cock into her bowels. Her asshole clenched down hard. Her pussy ground on my pubic mound. Hot juices spurted from her snatch, drenching my pubic hair and trickling down to my dick. Her bowels spasmed about my cock.

Fingernails bit hot into my back.

I made my daughter cum again. This girl I birthed. Raised. Loved.

My pussy spasmed. Juices gushed down my thighs. Cum fired from my futa-dick. The jizz boiled out of my ovaries, pumping over and over into her hot depths. I flooded her bowels as I loved her so much. We clung to each other, bodies pressed tight. Our breasts rubbed together, nipples caressing, throbbing.

Adding more spice to our pleasure.

We moaned our incestuous passion into each other's mouths. Our tongues dueled. I caressed her mouth, loving it. We shuddered, spasming together. My cock spurted a final blast of girl-jizz into her bowels.

Our kiss broke.

"Oh, Mommy, that was amazing," she purred. Her mouth nuzzled to my ear. "We have to show my sisters!"

I shivered, eager to watch Sa'dia writhe with her sisters. "Yes, we do, my slutty little star."

To be continued…

The Futa Fairy-Futa MILF's Harem Wish Chapter Two: Mrs. Fatima's Taboo Fun

The Futa Fairy

Futa MILF's Harem Wish

Chapter Two: Mrs. Fatima's Taboo Fun

by mypenname3000

Story Codes: Hermaphrodite/Teen female, Teen female/Teen female, Hermaphrodite/Teen females, Teen female Masturbation, Teen female/Teen female, Hermaphrodite/Female, Incest, Oral Sex, Ass to Mouth, Creampie, Virgin, Orgy, Exhibitionism, Voyeurism, Hot Wife, Cheating

Sa'dia, my eldest daughter, rose with grace, my futa-cum trickling out of her asshole. I shivered, my new girl-dick throbbing with an aching need. What happened this night left me breathless and ecstatic. For the last month, I had yearned for this to happen, wished for it.

And Leanan Sidhe, the futa-fairy, had answered my desires.

"I can't wait to see how my sisters react to your amazing cock, Mother," Sa'dia said, her green eyes almost glowing in the dark of my bedroom, centered on her dusky face.

"Me, too," I groaned, eager to not only fuck my daughters but to see Sa'dia writhe with her sisters.

I rose, my round breasts jiggling, my cock bobbing hard before me. It thrust from the folds of my dripping pussy. In my dreams, the futa-fairy fucked me hard and gave me my new futa-cock. When I awoke, I found myself humping against my daughter, waking her up. Then I took the sixteen-year-old girl's virginity hard.

I also took her anal cherry.

Sliding into my daughter's body, sharing incestuous passion with her, was all my dreams come to life. For the last month, ever since I encountered the futa-doctor, I'd wanted my own cock. Dr. Rita had awakened me to desiring women. And the women I desired most were in my family.

At nineteen, my younger sister, Ranya and I married Tarik. Then we lived in Palestine. But not long after, we immigrated to America. We lied to the U.S. Government, claiming I was the only wife. Once in the states, I gave birth to Sa'dia, then a year later Ranya had Ayesha, followed by me having the twins, Basima and Naila. As the years went by, Ranya and I drifted away from our husband, but remained trapped by custom and religion.

But now I would free us. My futa-cock would make my sister-wife and our daughters into my women. My harem of beautiful, seductive, Arabic women. All dusky-skinned, willowy, and dark-haired. I would love them and breed them.

It all started tonight.

"Come, my slutty little star," I purred, taking Sa'dia's hand. "Let's go wake up your sisters."

Sa'dia beamed at me, her round breasts jiggling. Her brown nipples thrust hard from them, brushing my arm as she leaned close to me and planted a hot kiss on my mouth. I groaned, savoring kissing my daughter, reveling in the incestuous heat burning between us. Our tongues danced, our breasts meeting, my dick throbbing on her belly.

Allah may find what we were doing a sin, but I didn't care. I reveled in kissing my daughter. And couldn't wait to play with the other girls.

"Come," I moaned, breaking the kiss. "Let's save some of my cock for your sisters."

Sa'dia nodded her head in eager delight.

I led her out of my small bedroom. We lived in a three bedroom apartment, cramped for so many people. But it was our life and we were used to it. My sister and I each had our own bedroom, our husband taking turns in which of our beds he slept in, while our four daughters had to share one room, sleeping on a pair of twin-sized beds. With Tarik working nights as a cab driver, it wasn't uncommon for Sa'dia to sleep in my bed which was a king size.

I opened the door and grinned. The twins slept in their bed, the mattress lying on the floor, the sheets piled over their bodies. Their identical faces were pressed so close as the two angels slept in a close embrace. They both came from my womb and still felt that bond.

My cock throbbed with motherly lust for both girls.

"Look at them, my slutty little star," I purred to my daughter. "Don't they just look so beautiful?"

Sa'dia nodded, glancing at the bed she normally shared with her half-sister Ayesha. It lay empty. Ayesha must be with my sister, sharing her bed. I shivered, eager to watch mother and daughter writhe in lesbian incest.

"How should we wake them up, Mother?" Sa'dia asked.

"By demonstrating how much of a whore you are for your mother's big cock," I purred to my daughter. "I still have one of your holes to break in."

Sa'dia's green eyes widened. They were rare in our family. She looked so gorgeous with them. My nipples ached and my pussy clenched, juices dribbling down my thighs. "You want me to give you a blowjob?"

"The worldly things you are learning at your school," I groaned.

"Far tamer than what you're teaching me this night." She licked her lips, staring at my dick. "But it was just in my bottom, Mother."

"Your tight ass," I groaned. "And doesn't the idea of sucking me clean make your whorish pussy so wet, my little star?"

My sixteen-year-old daughter nodded her head, licking her lips. Then she fell to her knees while on the bed, the twins stirred. The identical sisters squirmed together, wearing their bulky nightgowns to ward off the cold, November night.

I groaned, not keeping quiet. Sa'dia's tongue licked at the tip of my cock, tasting the sour musk of her own asshole. Her tongue slid around the crown, bathing it. Her hands stroked my girth, sliding up and down it.

"Oh, Mother, this is soooo nasty," groaned Sa'dia. "I love it!"

"Sharmota," I groaned, calling her whore in Arabic. "Love your mother's futa-cock."

She kissed and licked down the bottom of my cock, nibbling, her mouth so hot on it. She moved her hands out of the way, grabbing my shaft above her lips. I shivered, my pussy itching as she came closer and closer to my folds.

Would she lick my snatch?

Yes.

I purred in delight as my daughter's lips pressed into my pussy. She tasted my incestuous juices. Her tongue lapped through my folds, caressing my pussy lips. Pleasure rippled up my cock. It throbbed in her grip.

"Yes, my slutty little star loves my pussy."

"So much, Mother. You taste good."

The twins stirred more and more. Basima's eyes flicked open. The petite girl sat up, staring at me, her black hair falling in silky waves down from her head. A curious look crossed her face. Naila squirmed beside her, her eyes flicking open.

"Are you naked, Mother?" Basima asked. "And is… What is Sa'dia doing?"

Naila gasped, sitting upright. Her eyes were so wide, her jaw dropping. "Mother! Sa'dia!"

"Oh, yes, lick Mommy's pussy," I moaned, staring at my twin daughters.

Basima and Naila clutched each other. They were raised to believe sex outside of marriage was wrong. And what Sa'dia and I did went beyond even that. Lesbian sex. Incest. They hadn't noticed my girl-cock thrusting over their older sister's face yet.

Sa'dia's tongue swirled through my folds. She licked and nuzzled, making me shudder as the twins watched with their wide eyes. They shifted. Passion awakened in their eyes. Confusion twisted their faces as their fourteen-year-old bodies felt the first stirrings of lust for their mother and sister.

"What is going on, Mother?" Naila asked, her voice quivering, her face pressed into her sister's identical cheek.

"Why is Sa'dia licking you…there?" Basima asked.

"Licking my pussy?" I groaned, my daughter's tongue fluttering through my folds, her hands stroking my girl-cock.

Basima nodded, her breasts rising and falling in her blouse. Her nipples poked at the fabric, her breasts small, budding mounds just like her twin's. Color darkened both their dusky cheeks. They squirmed.

"Because your older sister is my slut," I groaned. "She's my little sharmota. She loves Mommy's cunt and her futa-dick."

"Futa…dick?" Naila's eyebrows furrowed.

Her twin sister pointed at my futa-dick thrusting over Sa'dia's head. "She has a cock!"

"How?" Naila gaped.

"Mommy made a wish to the futa-fairy and became a futanari. My clit grew into a big, huge cock and it made your sister so wet she fucked me. She surrendered her virgin cunt because she's Mommy's whore." I paused, watching the twins shudder. "Just like you two are."

"We're not whores, Mother," Basima protested.

"Really?" I shivered, Sa'dia no licking up my cock, bathing my dirty shaft with her hot tongue. She licked me clean of her sour ass. "Then why are your nipples hard? Why are you squirming? Because you have a pair of hot pussies in your panties."

Both girls squirmed more. "We…" Naila looked at her twin. "Your nipples are hard, Basima."

"So are yours," Basima accused. Then she pinched one of Naila's through her nightgown, bringing a gasp from the girl. "See."

"Ooh, the little slut liked that," I purred. Sa'dia reached the pinnacle of my cock, her tongue swabbing my crown. "Pinch her nipple again."

Basima did, twisting the nub through her twin sister's nightgown. Naila groaned, her eyes squeezing shut. Her entire body convulsed as she felt the pleasure of it. Her hands shot out, grabbing both of Basima's nipples.

Twisted.

Basima shuddered. The twin sisters twisted and pulled on each other's nubs. They both gasped and groaned, their eyes rolling back into their heads as they squirmed. Their moans filled the air. They squirmed more and more, pleasure singing out around them. They squeaked out their awakened passion, feeling the incestuous delight of playing with their twin's nipples.

"That's it, you little sluts," I moaned to the twins, my dick throbbing in Sa'dia's mouth.

"Oh, Mother," gasped Basima. "Oh, this is… It feels nice."

"Makes your pussies wet, right?" I grinned.

"I don't mean for it to," Naila said. "But it does. Tingles race down to my…my pussy." She shuddered, saying the word aloud for the first time, the innocence of her tone had my dick throbbing in Sa'dia's mouth.

"Take off your nightgowns. It feels even better without clothing in the way.

I shuddered, watching the twins rip off their nightgowns with such girlish enthusiasm. Sa'dia moaned about my cock. She bobbed her mouth up and down, her tongue caressing the base. Wet suction reached down my shaft into my pussy, making my jizz boil.

I licked my lips as Basima and Naila exposed their identical tits. Small and perky, topped by brown nipples, little more than buttons. Their hands shot to those nubs, twisting them as they squirmed in their panties. They gasped and moaned, facing each other, licking their lips.

"Yes," I panted, my hips pumping my futa-cock in and out of my eldest daughter's wet, sucking mouth. Pussy juices dripped down my thighs. "You're twin sluts. Enjoy it. Embrace your lesbian desires for each other."

"Yes, Mother," Naila moaned, voice so throaty. Then she leaned forward and kissed her twin sister on the mouth.

I groaned as their identical faces met in a kiss. It started out chaste, appropriate for sisters, but then their passion kicked in. They moaned, heads tilting, lips pressing tighter together, moving. Incestuous passion burned for each other. I groaned, watching their tongues began exploring, kissing the way people did in movies and TV shows.

My pussy clenched. My dick throbbed. Sa'dia's sucking passion brought me closer and closer to cumming. I gripped my daughter's hair, fucking my cock into her mouth unable to pull my gaze away from my twin daughters kissing. Their youthful, forbidden passion swelled in them. Their fingers tugged on hard nipples, making them both groan and squirm.

And then Basima's hand slid down her sister's stomach, reaching for panties. A moment later, her twin followed. Both their hands reached the other's white panties. I groaned, ramming my cock so hard into my daughter's mouth my shaft slid down her throat.

Sa'dia gasped, choking for a moment on my dick as I deep-throated her.

"That's it," I groaned. "Touch each other's virgin pussies. You are both sluts, and sluts need their cunts attended to."

Slim hands slid into white panties. The twins moaned into their kiss as they felt each other's virgin pussies. I shuddered, the pressure rising in my snatch. My cum boiled in my ovaries. I savored the swallowing massage of my daughter's throat as I watched the twin sisters finger each other's snatch.

"Thank you, Leanan Sidhe," I groaned, fucking my daughter's throat, feeling her humming moans about my dick.

The twins shuddered, their hands moving faster and faster beneath the other's panties. The whimpered into their incestuous kiss, their small breasts, little mounds perfect for cupping, heaving as they came closer and closer to their first orgasms.

But I wanted to push them farther. "Taste each other," I moaned. "Taste your naughty passion."

The broke the kiss and ripped their hands out of each other's panties. Fingers glistened in the light spilling in from the hallway and the growing brightness in the window, night fading into morning. They brought their fingers to their lips. The twins tasted the other's passion, plunging digits into lips, cheeks hollowing, bodies shuddering.

"Good, right?" I groaned, slamming my dick down my daughter's throat over and over.

"Yes, Mother," they said in unison.

"You need to eat each other's pussies. Get off those panties and feast on each other. Sixty-nine!"

Their eyes widened. Then they nodded, moving with the burgeoning passion of underage sluts wanting to taste more of the forbidden fruit I shared with them. Their panties came off, their bushes dark wisps between their thighs. The pressed together, squirming, rolling, figuring out how to feast on each other's pussies at the same time.

They had all the energetic enthusiasm of youthful lust to guide them. Basima ended up on top of her twin. The sisters feasted on each other's virgin pussies. I stared at Naila's head, her black hair spread across the sheets as she raised her head and lapped at Basima's pussy.

"Yes!" I groaned, my cock throbbing, my pussy tightening.

I drew my cock out of my eldest daughter's mouth. Her tongue bathed my cock's tip, swirling around the end. I shuddered, my ovaries reaching a boil. Juices gushed down my thighs, a hot flood of motherly passion. My cum spurted into Sa'dia's mouth.

"Drink it all, my slutty little star," I panted as I pumped load after load of girl-cum into my daughter's mouth. I stared at Basima's ass writhing on her twin sister's face, flexing as she ground on Naila's licking mouth.

Virgin pussy right there. My daughter's cunt.

Pleasure flooded through my mind as I yanked my cock out of Sa'dia's mouth. My daughter gasped and panted, a final blast of my cum splattering across her nose and up to her forehead. She fell back onto the floor, hands masturbating her deflowered cunt hard.

"Do it, Mother," she moaned, reading my mind.

I moved to the bed, to where my twin daughters writhed in incestuous lust. They feasted with such abandon on each other's cunts, reveling in the flavor. I knelt down on the bed above Naila's head, my hands stroking the back of Basima's legs spread out on either side of me. My cock thrust before me.

Naila pulled her lips away, mouth smeared in glistening juices. "Are you going to deflower her, Mother?"

"Yes," I groaned leaning closer, my cock thrusting over Naila's head. "Guide me to your twin's virginity."

"Yes, Mother."

Basima squirmed, wiggling her ass, as her twin brought my cock to her pussy. I groaned, savoring the silky feel of Basima's downy pubic hair before Naila rubbed me against virgin slit. My daughter's pussy dripped with excitement, so eager for her mother's futa-dick to deflower her.

I groaned as Naila's tongue dragged up my shaft to my pussy. She swiped her tongue through my folds, exploring my mature cunt. I gasped as she wiggled her tongue into my snatch, sending pleasure racing up to my shaft rubbing on her twin sister's cunt.

"Mother!" moaned Basima. "I need you in me. Please, Mother."

"Give the little sharmota what she needs," Sa'dia groaned, voice so throaty. "Pop her cherry!"

"Yes," I groaned and thrust.

My dick ripped through my daughter's hymen. I buried into underage pussy. Basima was even tighter than Sa'dia. I groaned, her fourteen-year-old cunt spasming about my shaft as Naila licked at both our pussies, running her tongue from Basima's to mine.

I savored being in my daughter's pussy. I gripped her hips, staring down her back as I drew back my hips and then slammed into her deflowered depths. Another of my daughter's pussies soiled by my futa-cock.

Incredible heat burned around my dick as I pumped my hips. Basima groaned into her twin sister's snatch over and over, her pussy tightening on my shaft with every thrust. She undulated her hips, stirring her cunt around my dick, so hot and hungry to be bred by her futa-mother's cock.

"Oh, yes," I groaned. "Oh, Mommy's going to breed both her twins, Basima. I'm gong to pump so much cum into your naughty pussy. Isn't that hot?"

"Yes, Mommy," she squealed.

"It is, Mommy," moaned Naila. Her tongue lapped through my pussy as I fucked her twin sister. "Oh, your pussy juices are raining on my face, Mommy."

"Good," I groaned.

"Cum in her, Mommy," Sa'dia panted, her voice throaty with orgasmic delight. Her round tits heaved as she bucked on the floor. "Breed my little sisters!"

"Yes," I gasped.

"Oh, Naila," groaned Basima, her pussy clenching so hard on my dick. "You're sucking on something. It feels amazing."

"That's your clit," I groaned. "Are you going to cum on Mommy's cock?"

"I think so," Basima moaned. "It's swelling and swelling."

"Embrace it, you little slut. Don't fight it. Surrender!"

"Mommy!"

Basima's pussy went wild about my dick. I savored my fourteen-year-old daughter's cunt spasming about my cunt. She moaned into her twin sister's snatch as hers rippled about my plunging futa-cock. I groaned, my eyes rolling back into my head.

Naila's tongue lapped through my pussy.

I came.

It happened so fast. My body heaved, my breasts slapping together as I pumped my seed into my daughter's fertile pussy, breeding her. I wanted all the women in our family carrying my children. My hands squeezed my daughter's hips as her pussy milked my jizz out of my futa-cock.

"So good," I moaned. "Basima, you naughty slut. You made your mother cum!"

"With her big girl-dick," panted Sa'dia.

"Now make me cum, Mother," whimpered Naila. "I need it, too."

"Yes," Basima moaned, squirming on her twin. "Breed her, Mommy."

I had to. I ripped my cock out of one twin's pussy, eager to be buried in the other. Naila latched her mouth about Basima's pussy, drinking my futa-cum as it poured out tinged pink. I moved around the bed, Basima lifting her face, eyes glossy with pleasure, from her sister's pussy.

"Breed her, mommy," she groaned, grabbing my dick slicked with her twin's juices. She rubbed me against my third virgin cunt of the night. "Deflower her and breed her!"

"Yes!" I gasped and thrust.

Naila moaned into her twin sister's pussy. I shuddered, my dick ripping through her cherry and burying into a pussy as tight as Basima's. They felt so similar, the same hot sheath wrapped about my dick. My hips pumped hard, fast, working my cock in and out of the tight glove, making my daughter moan and squeal.

I closed my eyes, my tits bouncing before me as I fucked the second twin. They both had tight, hot pussies that gripped my dick. It was hard to tell them apart. They both felt amazing. I loved plowing into Naila while she moaned into Basima's hot pussy.

"It's so hot watching your cock pump in and out of Naila's pussy, Mother," Basima moaned, the silky crown of her head rubbing into my belly every time I buried into her twin sister.

"I bet it is," I groaned.

"Her pussy lips are wrapped so tight about your futa-cock, Mother!" Basima's tongue brushed my dick as I rammed into her twin sister's depths.

"It feels so good," moaned Naila, her underage snatch clenching about my girl-cock. "And your cum, Mother, it tastes amazing mixed with Basima's yummy juices."

"I bet," I groaned, my dick throbbing, aching to taste my own cum flooding out of one of the twins' cunts.

Sa'dia kept spasming, frigging her pussy as she watched us fuck. I grinned at my eldest daughter, loving her round tits heaving. She moaned and gasped, reveling in the incestuous passion filling the bedroom.

Pleasure rippled through me as I plowed Naila's tight depths. Silky delight rippled through me. My pussy juices dripped down my thighs as I plowed her. My head swayed, the rapture surging through me. Every thrust was pure rapture.

I loved it.

I didn't want it to stop. My eyes rolled back into my head. I panted and grunted, thrusting with every ounce of strength I had. My body shuddered. My pussy tightened, aching to be filled with anything right now.

"Mother!" gasped a new voice from the doorway. "Oh, Mother, there's something perverted going on in here!"

The lights flooded on, bright, stabbing into my eyes. I blinked, still fucking Naila's pussy, and saw Ayesha standing in the doorway in her white nightgown. Ranya's fifteen-year-old daughter clapped hands over her mouth. Her black hair, gathered in a loose tail, fell down over her large breasts. They were so big and pillowy. Shock covered her dusky face, her jaw dropping.

"Mother?" She stared at me fucking the twins as they sixty-nined.

"Shh, don't worry, Ayesha," Sa'dia moaned. She ripped her fingers out of her pussy and gained her feet with grace. She advanced on her half-sister, snagging Ayesha's hand with fingers dripping with cunt cream. "Mother is just loving us with her futa-cock."

"Futa…cock?" Ayesha said, her jaw dropped. She didn't resist Sa'dia pulling her into the room. And then she ripped her hand from her older half-sister's grasp. "No, this is sinful. Mother!"

My sister, Ranya, appeared in the doorway. She staggered at the sight of me fucking my daughter Naila. My sister clutched at her breasts, her slender body trembling. She had a youthful face despite being a year younger than me, looking closer to twenty-five than forty. Her fingers twisted at the material of her nightgown, pulling it across her naked tits beneath.

Her nipples hardened.

"Dear sister, what are you doing?" Ranya asked.

"Fucking Naila's pussy," I groaned.

"With her futa-dick, Mother!" moaned Naila, her pussy clenching hard. "And I'm eating her girl-cum out of Basima's pussy."

"It's debauchery," Ayesha snapped, fire burning in the fifteen-year-old girl's eyes. "Father will disown you, Mother! He'll divorce you and cast you out for this sin!"

"I don't care because this feels amazing." I shuddered. "Oh, your sister's pussy is so tight on my cock. I'm going to cum in her so hard."

"Cum in me, Mother," Naila moaned.

"Relax, sweet sister," Sa'dia said, grabbing Ayesha's hand again. "Just enjoy the fun of our new household. Mother is in charge now. Her cock is amazing. You'll love it."

"I won't!" Ayesha insisted, struggling in Sa'dia's grip. The older, green-eyed girl hugged her younger half-sister, naked breasts pressing against linen nightgown. "Let go of me!"

Sa'dia kissed Ayesha hard, their pink lips meeting in an incestuous kiss. I groaned, watching Sa'dia kiss her half-sister. Then my eyes flicked to Ranya. My sister gaped, trembling in the doorway, her dusky cheeks flushing dark.

Her eyes caught mine. I grinned at my sister, licking my lips as I fucked Naila. The fourteen-year-old girl squirmed and writhed on my dick. Her underage pussy massaged my shaft, bringing me closer and closer to erupting into her depths.

My hips pumped so fast. So hard. My eyes rolled back into my head. The pleasure surged out of me. I groaned, my pussy clenching so hard. I dug my fingers into her hips. The euphoria rippled out of me.

I came in Naila's pussy.

"Yes, yes, yes!" Naila moaned. "Mother's cumming in me!"

"Merciful Allah," Ranya groaned. Then she glanced at our daughters kissing.

Ayesha had abandoned the fight with her older half-sister. The pair were locked in a kiss, Sa'dia's hands massaging Ayesha's ass through her nightgown. They pair were pressed tight together, tongues caressing.

My cum spurted the final time into Naila's pussy. The fourteen-year-old spasmed, her pussy milking out every drop as she moaned into her twin sister's snatch. I grinned at my sister as she swayed, loving the confusion, the lust, burgeoning in her.

I slid my cock out of my daughter's once virgin pussy. My sister gasped, seeing my girth unveiled for the first time. I was so much bigger than our husband's dick, when he could even get it up any more. Juices dripped off my shaft.

"How, sister?" Ranya gasped. "How do you have that…that…?"

"Beautiful cock, Mother?" Naila asked, trembling on top of her sister. Basima already licked my jizz pouring out of Naila's deflowered cunt.

"Yes!" Ranya stumbled into the room, passing our daughters locked in their lesbian incest. "You cannot have that. We grew up together. We shared a bedroom as children. You are a girl. I have seen you lie with our husband. You do not have a dick."

I grinned at my sister. "I made a wish, and the futa-fairy answered it."

"An evil jinn?"

"Nothing evil about this," I grinned. "Look at how close our daughters are now."

"They are committing incest. Lesbian incest!"

"And it is beautiful," I groaned. "Look at my cock, sister. I know you want to suck it."

"Sa'dia," Ayesha groaned, drawing Ranya's attention.

My sister groaned at the sight of my daughter kneeling before her daughter, Ayesha's nightgown around her waist. Sa'dia buried her face into her younger half-sister's dark bush, tonguing another virgin pussy for me to deflower.

"So good," Ayesha whimpered, grinding her pussy on her older sister's pussy.

"You want to join us," I grinned. "You want to worship my dick. To finally have your pussy satiated with a proper cock, not that pathetic thing our husband has."

My sister closed her eyes. She took a deep breath, steeling herself. Her entire body shook. Her face contorted with anger, with disgust. Tears burned in her eyes. Her hands clutched at the waist of her nightgown.

"Allah forgive me!"

She ripped it up and over her body, unveiling her naked flesh beneath. She threw it down, her round breast heaving, topped by puffy, brown nipples. A thick bush grew between her legs. In the artificial light glowing from above, I could see drops of her excitement glistening in her silk.

Then she rushed to me, falling to her knees by the twins as they sixty-nined, feasting on each other's pussies. My sister grabbed my cock. She stroked it, feeling Naila's juices slicking the shaft. Then she licked at the crown, moaning as she tasted the fresh cream.

Pleasure rippled up my shaft as my sister lapped up the incestuous juices, her dark eyes staring up at me with such lust, glossy. Her naked ass wiggled. I knew she had such a hot cunt. Beyond her, Ayesha ripped off the rest of her nightgown, unveiling her huge tits. They jiggled as she ground her snatch on Sa'dia's hungry mouth.

The roomed filled with the hot scents of my harem's pussies. I breathed it in.

"Mmm, sister, lick your niece's juices off my dick," I groaned. "Savor the flavor. Ooh, yes, suck on it. Clean it. And then I'll fuck your cunt. I'll make you my wife!"

Ranya bobbed her mouth up and down my dick, her lips sealed shut. She sucked my girl-cock with more gusto than either of us ever had our husband's. My pussy clenched at the delight, my hips wiggling and groaning.

Then I heard giggling behind me. A moment later, two sets of hands grabbed my waist and ass. Two sets of lips kissed at my butt. The twins were behind me having their fun. Their fingers found my pussy, shoving into my depths.

"Yes," I gasped. "My women, my sexy harem! We shall love each other. We shall be so close. I'll be the new head. I am all your futa-wife. You are all my women!"

"Your whores, Mother?" Sa'dia asked, lifting her face from her half-sister's pussy.

"Yes!" I moaned. The two girls dug their nimble fingers into my pussy, fucking my snatch at the same rhythm. "I love all my naughty whores!"

My sister sucked so hard on my dick, swirling her tongue around the tip. She cleaned off all of Naila's cream. My pussy clenched on the twins' fingers, my hips writhing. Their hot lips kissed across my ass as they giggled. Pleasure raced to the tip of my dick buried in my sister hot mouth.

"Mother has such a hot pussy," one of the twins giggled.

"She does, Basima," the other agreed.

They stirred my pussy to a froth with their naughty fingers. Then one of them pressed her face between my butt-cheeks and licked at my asshole. My cunt clenched on their fingers as the tongue swirled about my sphincter. I groaned, grabbing my sister's hair as she bobbed her mouth on my dick.

Pressure built and built. My sister's sucking mouth brought me closer and closer to flooding her. I groaned, staring at Ayesha's pillowy tits being kneaded in her hands. They jiggled as she shuddered, her head thrown back.

"Sa'dia!" she moaned, experiencing her first orgasm at the hands of her older sister. "Yes, yes, yes!"

The tongue licking my asshole wiggled into my bowels. The twins' fingers plunged faster into my cunt. The pressure built at the tip of my cock, swelling. My cum so eager to erupt into my sister's hungry mouth.

"Let me taste Mother's ass, Basima," Naila moaned.

The twins swapped positions, Naila tasting my dirty asshole. She moaned, latching her lips around my puckered opening and sucked. Strange pleasure shot through my body right for the tip of my dick lodged in my sister's mouth.

My futa-cum erupted.

"Yes!" I moaned. "Drink it all, sweet sister! Drink all my futa-cum!"

"Drink it, Mother," gasped Ayesha.

Ranya gulped down my jizz, reveling in the taste. My incestuous girl-cum filled her mouth. Her eyes squeezed shut as she tasted it. Her cheeks bulged before she swallowed my next load, spunk leaking out the corners of her mouth.

My pussy spasmed about the twins' fingers. Spots rippled across my eyes. I swayed, Naila sucking so wonderfully hard at my asshole. My body heaved. I loved the pleasure. It was so hot having a harem of sexy women.

"Now I'm going to fuck you!" I hissed.

"Fuck her, Mother," moaned Basima.

Ranya stretched out on the floor, opening her arms to me. "Fuck me, sweet sister. I need a real cock. I've missed orgasms so much."

I sank between my sister's thighs. Her hands grabbed my dick, guiding it with greedy hunger towards her pussy. I shuddered, feeling the slide of her hot flesh rubbing up and down the tip of my cock, the heat of her incestuous passion for me.

I thrust into my younger sister's pussy.

I savored the thrill of cuckolding our husband. Our breasts pressed together, my hard nubs rubbing on her puffy nipples. I stared into her eyes, seeing the lust quicken in them as she shuddered beneath me. Her pussy clenched down on my futa-cock. A smile crossed her lips.

"Amazing! You have a wonderful dick!"

"Better than our husband's?"

"Yes, sweet sister!" She clenched her pussy on my dick, her arms hugging me. "Fuck me!"

Our lips met in a hot, hungry kiss. My sister's thighs wrapped about my waist. I drew back through her hot pussy and thrust in again. I buried into her depths, groaning as her flesh engulfed me in an incestuous embrace.

We moaned into our kiss, her fingernails scratching at my back as she humped into my thrusts. Our flesh slapped together. Our tongues dueled. Our daughters made love to each other, licking pussies, fingering snatches, savoring their sisters' bodies.

I loved it. The futa-fairy gave us this.

I made love to my sister like I were her husband. No, I was her futa-wife. Something better. Her hot pussy clung to my dick, her body welcoming my cock. She submitted to my lusts and rejoiced in the pleasure I gave her.

"Fatima!" she gasped, breaking our kiss. "Oh, Allah, this is so wonderful. I love you so much. Thank you!"

"I love you, too. Just like I love our daughters." I drove harder into her, our bodies pressed so tight together. "And I'm going to make us all so happy."

"Yes!" she hissed, fingers digging into my back. "Away from him!"

My hips fucked my sister with a frantic rhythm. I drove my girl-cock into her taboo cunt. Her silky walls massaged my dick. I savored the glide, loving every moment of it. It was so amazing to share this with her.

Our tits rubbed together, nipples caressing. Every bit of her was so silky and smooth beneath me. I savored every place we pressed together, everywhere we touched. It built the pleasure in me. It swelled in me as we moved together.

"Cum in me, sweet sister," she gasped. "Spill in me."

"And breed you?" I asked. "Plant a babe in your belly?"

"Yes!" gasped Ranya. "Breed me! I want to bear your daughter!"

Her pussy went wild about my dick. I groaned, savoring my sister's cumming snatch. My eyes rolled back into my head as I plowed her hungry depths. She clung to me, wanting my cum to pump into her, to fill her with my sisterly jizz.

To fertilize her egg with my futa-seed.

My hips pumped so hard, driven to fuck my futa-cock over and over into her spasming depths. I couldn't stop. I needed to unleash my cum into her. I had to spill every drop of my jizz. I had to breed my sister.

"Ranya!" I moaned.

"Do it!" she gasped, fingernails clawing at my back, painting lines of burning passion. "Cum in me! Breed your sister!"

I kissed her hard as I rammed my cock into her cunt.

The friction of her spasming pussy sent ripples of delight shooting down my cock to my cunt. My snatch clenched. Juices gushed out as my orgasm detonated. I thrust my tongue into her mouth. My jizz boiled into her pussy.

I bred my sister.

The pleasure rushed through me. I heaved and thrashed atop her. Our tongues dueled as she held me so tight. She clutched me to her breasts. Our heaving tits rubbed together. Fireworks detonated across my vision.

I didn't want this to end. I wanted it to continue. I wanted my cum to keep pumping into her spasming cunt. Her incestuous depths milked my cock. She needed to be bred by me. My wish burned hot through the room, everyone gasping and moaning.

"Breed our mother!" Naila moaned.

"Yes, yes, breed us all, Mother!" Sa'dia gasped.

"Flood our mother's cunt with your jizz, Mother!" Ayesha moaned.

"Then we can lick her clean!" added Basima.

"Licking cum out of pussy is the best," Naila grinned.

I broke the kiss with my sister. "Which is why I get this treat. I'm going to feast on your mother's pussy."

"Enjoy her," Ayesha moaned before she buried her face into Sa'dia's pussy, devouring her half-sister's snatch.

"Yes, yes, enjoy her, Mother," Basima moaned, her legs scissored with Naila's. The twins humped their identical pussies together, grinding them. That looked so hot.

"Look at them," Ranya moaned, trembling beneath me, my dick still hard in her cum-filled pussy. "They are so beautiful as they writhe together."

"Yes, they are," I grinned, licking my lips. "Now I need to feast on my little sister's pussy."

"When we were younger, before we married Tarik, I sometimes imagined kissing you," Ranya said. "While we slept in the same bed, your body so close to mine. But I was scared. Our sisters and cousins surrounded us."

"Now we can kiss each other as much as we won't," I grinned, kissing my sister hard on the lips.

Her pussy clenched on my dick, reminding me of what I wanted to do. I slid down her body, my cock popping out of her tight depths. I licked and nuzzled at her stomach. The scent of my sister's tangy juices and my salty girl-cum filled my nose. I reached her pubic hair, kissing her silk.

And then I moved between her thighs. I nuzzled into her pubic hair. Her silky curls tickled my face. I licked through her folds. She let out a shuddering moan, humping against me as I drank the incestuous mix of hot cum and tangy pussy.

"Oh, yes, sweet sister," she moaned as I ran my tongue through her thick pussy lips. "Ooh, this is so naughty."

"It is," I panted, staring up her body, her round tits shuddering. She ran a hand across her face and into her hair as she arched her back.

I licked again, her silky pubic hairs caressing my lips. My tongue gathered her cream and my jizz. I swirled the mix around in my mouth before swallowing, bending down to enjoy another mouthful. Her thighs tightened, her tits heaving.

"We are so being late for school," Ayesha moaned in the background.

"What time is it?" Sa'dia asked. "Oh, wow, I didn't realize it was so late."

I didn't care what they were talking about. I was just glad to lick and nuzzle and eat my sister's pussy. I thrust my tongue into her depths of her snatch. I swirled around, looking for more and more of my yummy girl-jizz, her pussy lips rubbing on my mouth.

"Don't worry, girls," moaned Ranya. "You don't have to go to class."

"What about father?" gasped Sa'dia. "He'll be mad if we don't go."

I grimaced. "Don't talk about him right now. We are having fun."

"But he'll be home soon," Ayesha said, lifting her face from Sa'dia's pussy. Cream dripped from her lips.

I shivered. "Then I better pop your cherry before he—"

The world changed. Energy rippled through the room, flooding in from outside. I gasped, my dick quivering between my thighs. I bolted upright, staring down at it as my futa-cock shrank. It grew smaller and smaller, retreating into my folds.

"Oh, no!" I gasped, clutching at my chest, my heart squeezing tight in fear. "The futa-fairy… She gave me it. This can't be happening."

"What is, Mother?" Basima asked, lifting her face from her twin sister's pussy.

"It can't shrink!" gasped Ayesha. She lunged across the room, scrambling on her hands and knees, her heavy tits swaying beneath her. She grasped my shrinking cock, tugging on it. "I need to lose my virginity. I want to be fucked, too, Mother."

I stared into my niece's eyes as my dick slipped out of her hand, turning into a little clit and nestling into my pussy's folds. My heart quickened. This could not be happening. I shook my head, glancing at a clock.

Tarik would be home in a few minutes and I lost my girl-dick.

I wanted to cry. It wasn't fair. Dr. Rita had her cock for longer. She must have. She was so sure in its use. Like she had molested other patients before me. I trembled, staring at my sister and our daughters, the disappointment in their eyes.

"I don't know what is happening," I told them. "But we're still together. We still love each other. And we'll be free. You'll see." I would call Dr. Rita and find out more about how this worked. It couldn't have been just for a few hours. "But we need to get cleaned up. Your father mustn't know what we're doing until we're ready to be free."

The girls nodded. They understood. Tarik disciplined with belts and fists. And he'd be home in fifteen minutes.

To be continued…

The Futa Fairy-Futa MILF's Harem Wish Chapter Three: Mrs. Fatima's Fertile Harem

The Futa Fairy

Futa MILF's Harem Wish

Chapter Three: Mrs. Fatima's Fertile Harem

by mypenname3000

Story Codes: Female/Female, Hermaphrodite/Female, Hermaphrodite/Teen female, Teen female/Teen female, Teen female/Teen females, Incest, Body Modification, Hot Wife, Cheating, Cuckold, Virgin, Creampie, Anal Sex, Exhibitionism, Rimming, Ass to Mouth

A nervous energy filled the apartment as the girls rushed through the house to get ready for school. All but poor Alesha were dripping with futa-cum. My futa-cum. Sa'dia, my eldest daughter, sixteen and lovely, flounced by, her green eyes flashing. Those emerald orbs set in her dusky face gave her such an exotic beauty.

"Thanks for breakfast, Mother," she said, snagging a plate and hurrying to the table to join my fourteen-year-old, twin daughters, Basima and Naila.

"Yes, thank you, Mother," the twins said in unison, grinning at me, their petite bodies trembling beneath their clothing. I'd deflowered them both last night, along with Sa'dia.

Only Alesha, the last girl to flounce in, still had her virginity. My sister's fifteen-year-old daughter took her plate, a gloom look on her face as she slunk back to the table. She'd been so looking forward to losing her virginity after watching me fuck her mother, my own sister, so hard while writhing in lesbian passion with her half-sister.

I felt her disappointment. I wanted to deflower her, too. But my futa-cock had vanished twenty minutes ago.

My sister and I were in the kitchen, hurriedly getting breakfast made, eggs and turkey bacon, all halal. I trembled, glancing at the clock. He'd walk in at any moment. Our husband would be furious if he came home and no breakfast awaited him.

He'd show his anger with his fists. His impotence made him lash out at the slightest provocation.

"Hurry up and eat, girls," I said. "Ranya will drive you to school. We have to get you out of here before your father gets home."

They should have left for school already. They all attended Franklin Pierce High School.

"Yes, Mother," all of them chorused, my harem. Even if I didn't get my futa-cock back, that wouldn't change. My sister and our daughters were my women. I hoped I had bred all of them, except Ayesha.

Plates cleared, our daughters rushed them to the sink where I now stood, Tarik's breakfast sitting on his plate for him to eat. My stomach growled as Ranya finished cooking up our husband's breakfast. We married him in Palestine when she was eighteen and I was nineteen. We lied when we immigrated to the states, claiming I was his only wife.

And we both wanted away from him.

"Okay, girls," Ranya said, "let's go."

"Yes, Mother!"

They all said, grabbing their schoolbags, pulling on headscarves to hide their beautiful, black hair. The twins looked so cute with their mischievous faces framed by their matching cream-gray headscarves. Ayesha still pouted, which made me want to kiss her so badly. My pussy dripped juices down my naked thighs beneath my nightgown, my black hair falling loose about my shoulders.

And then they were out the door. A quiet descended on the house. I bit my lip, my stomach twisting with worry. The futa-fairy gave me a wonderful gift. I made her a promise and in exchange she gave me a harem of my family. My sister, my daughters, and my niece were my women.

But the futa-cock was apart of it. Did Leanan Sidhe betray me?

As I set my plate and Tarik's down on the kitchen table, I stared at my scrambled eggs. I had no appetite suddenly. Despite all the fucking I did last night, cumming so many times, the nervousness gripped me. I needed to get a hold of Dr. Rita.

I pulled out my phone, calling the hospital, St. Claire, where she treated me. Just as the nurse picked up, my husband trooped into the house. A big man, thick beard bristling, face weary. Without a word, he thumped to the table, sat down, and ate.

No compliment. No greeting. I couldn't wait to steal his women from him and make them my own.

I stood up, "Yes, I need to speak with Dr. Rita Jones. It's very important. I'm a patient of hers. I have questions about her, um, unique technique."

"Doesn't everyone?" the nurse laughed as I walked down the hallway. "I can send a message."

"Okay, can you tell her to call Fatima Abboud. I have the same technique and—"

"You're a futanari?" the nurse asked, suddenly so breathless.

"I was. I'm having a difficulty."

"I'll get the message to her right away."

I swallowed, nodding. I reached my bedroom, sinking down on the bed where I took Sa'dia's virginity last night. Then I froze, seeing the sheets stained with cum. If Tarik walked in and found my bed so rumpled, obvious evidence that sex happened, he'd beat me.

He might kill me. He'd never believe it was my cum and not a man's.

I yanked off the sheets, balling them into my fists, and then hurried into the girls' room. We only had a three bedroom apartment. Our daughters had to share a single room while Ranya and I each had our own. Tarik slept in whatever wife's bed he felt like.

"You're doing laundry now?" grumbled my husband as I dumped the sheets into the washer machine. It lay just off the kitchen in a small nook.

"Yes," I answered. "They have to be washed." I bit my lip. "Naila had an accident."

"I thought she grew out of that years ago."

"I left clean sheets on Ranya's bed," I added, dumping in the detergent. "But these need to be cleaned before they stain."

He threw his fork down on his plate, cleaned of food. He gave a loud belch and stumbled off to his bedroom. I let out a relieved breath. The controls clicked as I twisted them. Then the washer machine rumbled to life.

My sister's bedroom door closed. Tarik would sleep the day away.

My phone rang.

I bolted for my bedroom where I left it. I fell to my knees on my bare mattress, scooping it up and bringing it to my ear. "Hello?"

"Fatima Abboud?" a familiar voice asked. "This is Dr. Rita. I hear you're having problems with your futa-cock."

"It just vanished," I said.

"Yeah, pretty normal," she said. "Mine vanishes at dawn. It'll come back at sunset. Don't you worry."

I let out a relieved sigh. "Oh, good. Why does it do that?"

"I don't really know." Rita yawned. "Sorry. I just got off work. Been busy healing people."

I shifted, a smile growing on my lips. "I bet. Many satisfied women."

"Many." She gave a throaty giggle. "And I assume you had at least one of those last night. One of those daughters you mentioned."

"Yes. Three of them and my sister."

"Lovely. I enjoy my daughter all the time." She gave a throaty purr. "She goes to Washington High. There is a teacher that she has who's also a futa. She gets her cock from sunrise to sunset."

"Really?" I bit my lip. "Why is she different?"

"Would you believe there's another futa-fairy out there giving out cocks. She calls herself B and is the Winter Esquire. So she's like Leanan Sidhe's opposite."

"Opposite? Are they enemies?"

"I'm not sure," Rita said. "But in literature, there's often two different courts of fairy. The Summer and Winter Courts, also called the Seelie and Unseelie Courts. They war against each other through proxies. Not directly, but through tricks and schemes. And they like to make deals."

"Like what we did." I swallowed. "Did you promise to do a favor for Leanan Sidhe?"

"Yeah," Rita said. "I was just so excited, I didn't think."

I bit my lip. "And you say another fairy is involved? Making other futanari. Why do they give us these cocks?"

"I don't know." Rita let out a sigh. "But I'm grateful. I've done so much good with mine. I've healed so many people."

I flushed, feeling so selfish that I just wanted to fuck my sister and our daughters, to breed them and love them. Rita also healed people with her cum. I felt it when she fucked me at the emergency room, soothing the pain in my pussy after I lodged a sparkling grape juice bottle in my depths, using it as a makeshift dildo one night while Tarik drove his cab.

"Well, thank you for answering my question. I'm very grateful to know I will get it back. I do enjoy it." I squirmed, feeling so terrible. What good could I have done if I made a different wish?

"You're welcome. I need to sleep. I'm bushed. Enjoy your daughters."

"I shall."

I hung up and then my stomach growled. The fear gone.

Ranya returned from dropping off our daughters when I finished eating. She left her plate in the microwave, covered, and ate it while I cleaned the kitchen. I told her what Dr. Rita told me. She let out such a relieved sigh.

And then my sister pressed up behind me, her body so warm through our clothing. She pushed back my black hair, exposing my neck. I shivered, and not because a frosty, November day gleamed out the window over the sink.

"I can't wait for tonight," she purred, her hands sliding around my hips, moving down my nightgown to my crotch. She nibbled on my neck, bringing another shudder. Her fingers pressed my nightgown into my pussy. "You're going to pop my daughter's cherry. And I'm going to lick her clean. Lick all of my sweet sister's jizz out of her snatch."

"Oh, you are so wicked," I groaned, so glad that Tarik married the both of us, keeping us together. I was so close to my sister growing up. We shared a bedroom with our sisters and cousins, our extended families living in a single house in Palestine.

"You're the one that wished to grow a big, throbbing futa-dick," she groaned, rubbing her fingers into my pussy, finding my clit.

"I am," I panted then grinned as she slipped to the floor. I looked at the washer machine rattling away. It'd drown out any noise we'd make. Our sleeping husband would have no idea that we were cheating on him with each other.

My sister pushed up my nightgown. The bulky, annoying garment slid up my legs and naked ass. I wiggled, my curvy body trembling. My nipples pressed against the bodice, my soapy hands pinching them through the cloth.

Ranya purred when she exposed the cheeks of my ass. Her breath washed over my rump. Then her lips kissed my rear. She planted hot smooches on each butt-cheek. My eyes rolled back into my head at the incestuous touch of my sister's lips. She circled around my crack, spiraling towards it as I squirmed, my pussy growing hotter.

My juices flowed.

Rivulets of pussy cream ran down my thighs. My sister's fingers parted my butt-crack. I groaned as she nuzzled between my butt-cheeks. Her tongue ran up my crack and brushed my sphincter. She circled it. Slowly. Teasing me. I shuddered, drinking in the incestuous delight of Ranya's tongue. She bathed my asshole.

And then sealed her lips around it, sucking.

"My sweet sister," I groaned, my back arching, butt-cheeks clenching against her restraining fingers.

"Mmm, you taste so sour and nasty," she moaned before licking again.

"And you just love it," I panted, pinching my nipples so hard. My wet hands soaked the front of my nightgown, the cloth clinging to my round breasts. "Just my little slut, aren't you? My slutty wife."

"Yes," she groaned. "When are we leaving Tarik? I want to be your wife, not his."

"Soon," I groaned then gasped as her tongue rammed into my asshole.

She swirled it around. I squirmed and groaned, her tongue bathing the insides of my bowels with such sweet delight. The pleasure raced to my pussy. My hot flesh clenched, more juices dripping down my legs as my sister ate my asshole.

She plunged her tongue in and out, stimulating my body. I squeezed my nipples so hard. The rough cotton of my nightgown sent tingles down to my pussy. The heat from my asshole met the electricity, sparking and burning together in my depths.

"My sweet sister!" I gasped, trembling. "Oh, yes, you nasty little sharmota. Ooh, you are such a delight."

She just moaned, pumping her tongue in and out of my asshole.

"Mmm, yes, you're going to make me cum."

Her left hand moved. I groaned as she pressed it between my thighs. I shivered as she rubbed her fingers up and down my pussy through my pubic hairs. She stimulated me. I whimpered and groaned, my snatch clenching, aching to be filled.

She filled me.

Three of her fingers plunged into my sopping depths. My sister fingered my cunt hard and fast. She pumped her digits in and out of my snatch. My whimpers echoed through the kitchen, drowned out by the washer machine as it thudded along on its spin cycle, rocking, rattling.

"Oh, you nasty slut, devour my ass. I'm going to cum so hard!" My bowels clenched. "What a wicked sister I have."

"So wicked," she groaned between plunges of her tongue.

Her fingers pumped in and out of my pussy. They caressed my inner depths, wiggling around, stimulating me. My body bucked. My fingers tugged on my nipples, stretching out my breasts as I threw back my head.

And screamed out my incestuous pleasure.

Wordless moans howled from my mouth. My pussy spasmed about her fingers. Juices gushed out around her hand. My bowel clenched on her tongue. I shuddered and gasped as the rapture whipped through my body.

My tits heaved.

My eyes fluttered.

Stars danced before my darkening vision.

"Ranya!" I cried out at the end. "My sweet sister!"

I slumped forward, hands bracing in the sink. Dishes clattered. I groaned, shivering as she swirled her tongue a final time around my asshole. Then she pulled her fingers out of my pussy and rose. I turned around, grinning as she sucked them clean of my juices one by one.

And then she kissed me on the lips.

I closed my eyes, clutching to my sister. I tasted my sour ass and sweet pussy on her lips. I groaned, closing my eyes, holding her tight. She was my wife now. As I kissed her, I claimed her forever, stealing her away from our husband. Our tongues danced, our lips moved, as we shared this wondrous moment.

"My wife," I breathed when we broke the kiss. "My sweet wife."

"Yes," she smiled, tears in her eyes.

I leaned in to kiss her when Tarik staggered out of her bedroom, flinging her door open. She flinched away from me and I spun around, washing dishes again. But he just barreled into the bathroom. I heard the toilet seat rise and he let out an explosive breath.

We had to leave him soon.

Taking care of the house kept my sister and I busy for a while. We kept trading smoky looks and quick kisses. I went down on her pussy near noon, making her cum while she kept her hand clamped over her mouth so she wouldn't arouse our husband from his slumber.

The twins were the first through the door when the returned from school, their identical faces beaming at me. They rushed up to me, both fourteen-year-olds throwing their arms around my neck and smothering my face in kisses.

"Someone's been naughty, Mother," Basima giggled. My daughter licked her lips. "I taste pussy on your mouth."

"Ooh, have you and Mother been wicked?" Naila asked leaning into taste her aunt's juices on my lips. She smacked them. "You have."

"I bet they have," Sa'dia said, holding her half-sister Ayesha's hand. The two older teenagers crossed to me. Sa'dia leaned into kiss me on the mouth.

I tasted tart pussy on her lips. "Is that your flavor, Ayesha?" I asked my niece when I broke the kiss. "Or has Sa'dia been real naughty?"

"My pussy, Mother," Ayesha moaned and then leaned in to kiss me, her lips seasoned with spicy delight. I recognized my sixteen-year-old daughter's juices on her mouth. It made my pussy clench. Ayesha kissed me hard, clinging to me, pressing her nubile body tight against me. Her hand slid down, rubbing at my crotch, feeling at my pussy through my long skirt.

Then she sighed, breaking our kiss.

"It'll grow in about forty minutes," I told her, thankful it was November and the days were so short. "I only get my cock from sunset to sunrise. I called Dr. Rita."

"So tonight?" Ayesha asked, her eyes so bright.

"Tonight, I'm popping your cherry and breeding you just like your half-sisters and your mother."

My hands slid around my niece's hips to grab her ass through her clothing. I pulled her closer to me, kneading her rump and nudged my nose against hers, a little Eskimo kiss. Her arms tightened around my neck, pulling me in for the real one.

I groaned at the heat in her passion. Her lips danced as they worked against mine. Her hips shook, rubbing her hot pussy against me. I shuddered. Rapture surging through me. I pushed her backward, pinning her against the living room wall.

"Oooh, yes," one of the twins moaned.

"Naila, you wicked girl," Basima sighed. "Ooh, yes, finger my twat."

I shuddered, loving the two twin sisters enjoying each other. They both moaned, their clothing rustled. I kissed Ayesha harder, my hands pulling up her skirt. My pussy burned. Forty minutes was such a long time to wait. I wanted to take her virginity now. I wanted to—

"Father's coming!" hissed Sa'dia. "Get your hands out of your skirts."

I broke away from Ayesha, leaving my niece panting, licking her lips. I had forgotten all about my husband. He emerged bleary eye from the hallway, grunting as he stumbled past his daughters. He paused, staring at the twins.

"Are you two wrestling? At your age?"

"Sorry, Father," Basima and Naila said together, their sticky fingers fidgeting.

The moment he walked past, they shoved their fingers into their mouths, sucking off their twin sister's juices. Their cheeks hollowed. They had such big smiles as they looked up at me, their headscarves missing, black hair falling about their faces.

I shook my head at them and softly said, "Horny little whores. Save that for tonight."

They grinned at me.

"Now go do your homework. I know you have plenty."

"Listen to your mother," grunted Tarik as he poured himself a cup of coffee. I made sure I had it ready for him.

The twins scampered off to their bedroom. I hoped they'd do their schoolwork and not do something naughtier. They had such hot pussies. I licked my lips, remembering how their underage cunts had felt wrapped about my girl-dick.

I glanced at the clock.

Twenty-four minutes until sunset.

"What's for dinner?" grunted Tarik as he sat down.

"Chicken and rice," my sister answered. "It's in the oven. It'll be ready in an hour."

He grunted and stumbled to the living room. The TV came on, Arabic filling the room as he watched one of the channels from our satellite dish. It sounded like a soccer game. He didn't say anything as I busied myself in the kitchen.

"I'm going to sprout my cock, and he'll still be here," I complained to my sister in a hushed tone.

"Wasting some of the time that we get to enjoy it," muttered Ranya. She threw a look over her shoulder. "It'll be another hour before he leaves for work."

"I know," I whispered, my headscarf feeling so constraining about my head. I wanted to be free of it. I had moved beyond such modesty. I wanted to appreciate the beauty of my women. I wanted them to dress in Western clothing and show off their bodies for my delight.

My pussy clenched, a fresh bead of pussy juices working down my thighs as I squirmed.

I glanced at my sister, the lumpy dress she wore hiding the delicious curves of her body. Beneath that baggy garment lay round breasts that I wished to cup, sleek thighs I wanted to lick, a perky ass that I wanted to love.

My clit twitched, so eager for sunset. I wanted to bugger my sister's ass, to show her such a wicked delight. She would moan and gasp so much on my futa-cock. I let out a frustrated moan, pretending to busy myself in the kitchen to avoid Tarik's notice and—

The sun set.

I felt it. This moment of stillness before the energy of the universe washed across me. The transition between day and night left me quaking. And that powerful moment transformed me. My clit drank it in, siphoning off the energy, taking a small sip, and used it to sprout forward.

I shuddered, glancing down at the front of my loose skirt. My swelling futa-dick thrust out straight before me, tenting the fabric. My swelling tip ached and throbbed against the material. I groaned, my cock swaying with my every movement.

"Yes," my sister panted, her eyes smoky as she stared at it, her cheeks dark. "It's here. And we can't play with it."

I was about to object, to say we couldn't, but that powerful ache permeated the tip of my dick. That wonderful need to bury in feminine flesh. In the taboo bowels of my younger sister. Wicked thoughts shot out of my cock, invading my mind, demanding my surrender to the will of my new appendage.

I threw a look over my shoulder. Tarik stared intently at the screen. The announcer spat out the play, growing more and more excited. I bit my lip, glancing at my sister. The counter separating kitchen and living room would conceal our lower halves.

I couldn't believe I was doing this. I just had to wait an hour. I could wait that long.

I moved, slave to my dick's passions. Ranya's eyes widened as I moved behind her. I poked my sister in the ass with the dick, letting her feel it. She let out a soft, whimpering pant, gripping the kitchen counter before the rice cooker.

"Sweet sister," she whispered, "what are you doing?"

"Enjoying my wife," I told her. "I cannot wait."

"He's in the living room!" Urgency hissed from her voice.

"Then stay quiet," I told her, hiking up her skirt bit by bit. "Because you are mine and you will submit like a dutiful wife."

She shivered, surrendered. "I will, my sweet sister."

I wanted to kiss her, but that would be too obvious. In moments, I had her skirt bunched up to her waist, revealing her dusky ass, two curving mounds just begging to be fucked. I groaned, pulling up my own skirt next.

The rasp of fabric over my skirt provided the sweetest torture. Inch-by-inch, I drew up my skirt. And then, finally, my dick fell out, smacking her rear. Precum splattered across her butt-cheeks while she let out a cooing moan.

"GOAL!" screamed the announcer.

"Yes!" Tarik gasped, enthralled by his dumb game.

I moved my cock between my sister's plump butt-cheeks. I left a trail of smeared precum behind, leading to that delicious valley. I descended into it, her velvety asscheeks engulfing the crown. Pleasure rippled up my shaft.

And then I brushed her puckered sphincter.

I took a moment to savor my sister's asshole. My pussy clenched, squeezing out juices to dribble down my thighs I swirled my dick in slow circles about her rear entrance. She let out a whimper, her body tensing, ready to be penetrated.

"I love you, sweet sister," I moaned.

"I'm your wife, my heart," she groaned. "My dearest sister."

Her asshole surrendered to my cock like she surrendered to my lusts. I groaned, the puckered ring engulfing the tip of my dick. Pleasure rippled through my body. I gripped her hips beneath her bunched up skirts, squeezing her skin as I slid into her bowels.

I didn't go fast. I couldn't make noise. I sank with such care into her asshole. An eternity of sliding forward, of savoring every velvety inch of her bowels before I bottomed out in her. My crotch pressed into her rear.

"Oh, sweet sister," she moaned, bowels squeezing on my futa-dick.

"Just enjoy it." I threw a look over my shoulder at our husband. "We're cuckolding him right now. His two wives are emasculating him."

"Yes," she gasped, savoring it, her hips wiggling. And then she let out a whimpering coo as I drew my cock back.

Such friction burned along my cock. It took so much self-control to pull my dick back so slowly. I wanted to fuck her hard, to revel in her velvety bowels and spurt my cum into her depths. But I couldn't. Tarik forced me to savor this, like eating an expensive meal with tiny bites to prolong the delight for as long as possible.

I whimpered with my sister as I slid into her depths. My hands clenched her waist, the pleasure shuddering through her. My precum leaked out, lubing her ass more and more, making it easier for me to slide in my dick.

Spurring me to pound her bowels.

I moved a little faster, but still so slow. Our skirts rustled. Our breaths moaned, mixing with the sounds of the rice cooker boiling away. Steam rose from the top, the air filled with savory chicken and cooking rice.

My cock twitched. I thrust forward again, ramming into her depths, our flesh slapping together.

"Not so fast," groaned Ranya, throwing a worried look over her shoulder.

"He's still watching the game," I panted, drawing back. I didn't mean to ram into her all at once, but she felt so amazing. "Just relax. Enjoy my cock."

"Yes," she hissed.

But try as I might, I couldn't control myself. I fucked her a little faster every time. Our flesh brushed together, then I could hear the faintest clap of my crotch smacking her butt. We both whimpered and moaned, fighting against our pleasure wanting to burst out of our throats.

My fingers bit into her hips as I tried to resist. But the pleasure of her bowels drowned out the fear of our husband catching us. The wet glide of my cock sliding through her bowels rose over the boiling of the rice cooker.

"Yes," I hissed. "Such a tight ass. I'm going to—"

"What degeneracy is this!" boomed our husband as I drew out of her asshole. "What are you…?"

Fear shot through me. I froze, my cock half-way out of her asshole. His eyes stared at us, fixed on my girl-shaft. His jaw dropped. His bristling beard seemed to wilt as he stared at just how huge his wife's cock was was, how much his other wife shuddered on my dick.

His fists relaxed into trembling hands.

His mouth worked, unable to produce words.

"That's my futa-cock," I groaned, a strange boldness seizing control of me. I slammed my dick into Ranya's ass. "It's so much bigger than your dick."

"So much bigger," my sister moaned, her bowels clenching on my shaft. She sensed the impotence from our husband, too. "Oh, Tarik, you have no idea the amount of pleasure my sweet sister gives me and our daughters. She's popped all but Ayesha's cherry. And she's going to breed them all. Breed me."

"You just weren't enough man for this house, Tarik," I panted, allowing my hips to pump away like I wanted. "So I had to grow my own cock. They're all mine now. My harem of nubile flesh."

The shock struck him. He stumbled back as I fucked his wife, claiming her as all mine. My girl-dick slammed over and over into her bowels. Her velvety flesh clung to my shaft, massaging me, sending such rapture racing through my body.

My sister whimpered, her hips moving, her moans so wanton as she pressed back into my dick. Her bowels clenched. Our flesh slapped together loud. I fucked her with every ounce of passion I had, the pleasure building and building in her.

"I'm going to cum in her asshole," I moaned. "I'm going to flood her bowels with my girl-cum."

"Yes, yes, yes," gasped my sister. "Oh, flood me. I need it. I'm going to cum on her dick. Watch me cum, husband!" She said the word with such disgust. "Watch your wife fuck me to orgasm, dear husband!"

Ranya's bowels clenched down hard on my thrusting dick. They grew so hot. The velvety friction burned. Then she shuddered and bucked. She let out gasping moans as her orgasm swept through her body. She trembled, her asshole spasming about my dick. I groaned, loving the delight as I pounded her so hard.

"Watch your wife cum on my girl-dick!" I shouted, ramming my cock into her orgasming bowels. "She feels incredible on my dick. So hot and velvety. I'm going to spill every drop of my futa-cum into her."

"Do it!" moaned Ranya. "Flood my ass, sweet sister!"

Her words and Tarik's humiliated eyes propelled my hips to thrust forward so hard. My crotch smacked into my sister's ass. My dick throbbed in the depths of her spasming bowels. My fingers gripped her hips.

I came.

I moaned out my rapture as I flooded my sister's asshole before our emasculated husband. I groaned and shivered. The pleasure rushed through my body. I shuddered, my juices gushing down my thighs. The heat burned through me.

So wonderful. So delicious. I loved cuckolding my husband.

"Mother!" Sa'dia gasped. "Oh, Mother, yes, flood her bowels. She's your slut."

"She is, Mother," Ayesha panted.

Our daughters stood in a naked group, the twins in the center, their identical, nubile bodies pressed tight with Sa'dia and Ayesha hugging them from behind. Ayesha's big, pillowy tits rested on Basima's shoulders while Sa'dia's smaller tits pressed into the back of Nadia's head.

Our husband saw them, flinched again.

"Yes, yes, yes, your cock grew, Mother," moaned Ayesha, my niece squirming as she held her half-sister. "It's time to pop my cherry. I want to be bred by you, Mother."

"Yes," I moaned. "But girls, you need to get her ready. Make Ayesha cum hard while your mother sucks my cock clean of her ass."

Tarik let out a groan of disbelief.

I smirked at my husband as I ripped my girl-cock out of my sister's asshole. She shivered, moaning in wanton delight. Then she peeled off her dress, exposing her naked body. Her headscarf fell off with her dress, her black hair spilling about her shoulders.

As I took off my own dress and headscarf, my sister knelt before me. She seized my huge futa-dick and licked her ass off my shaft. My smirk grew as our husband watched in disbelief. He'd never even had anal sex from us, let alone received oral.

And especially not oral sex this deviant.

"See, husband!" I hissed, reveling in the power of my futa-cock, "she's my wife now. My whore. They all are."

"We are, Father," Ayesha moaned, pulled down to the floor by her sisters.

Sa'dia, as the eldest, took her place between Ayesha's thighs. She leaned her head down, burying her mouth into her half-sister's virgin pussy. She licked through incestuous folds, making Ayesha groan and gasp, squirming and humping her snatch against Sa'dia's mouth.

I shivered, my sister's tongue bathing my cock. She lapped up and down it as Tarik and I watched Ayesha writhe with her sisters. The twins seized her tits. Basima had the right, and Naila the left, the impish girls sucking and nibbling on their older half-sister's nipples.

"Oh, Mother, they're getting me so ready for your futa-dick," moaned Ayesha, her pillowy tits jiggling, a pair of hungry mouths attached to them, sucking hard. "Ooh, yes, I can't wait. I've been dying for your cock all day, Mother."

"Hear them, Tarik?" I groaned as Ranya's tongue licked up to the crown of my dick. She swirled around it, savoring her sour musk, cleaning her ass from my dick. "See the lust my huge girl-dick inspires in your wife and daughters? See how they are so eager to be mine. My harem."

He nodded his head, trembling, but not in rage.

He slumped into the chair, unable to speak, but only witness my utter domination of the household. I groaned, my sister's mouth sliding over my dick. She sucked so hard, her tongue swirling about my shaft. My pussy clenched, drinking in the incestuous pleasure Ranya gave me.

I grabbed my sister's silky hair. I fucked my mouth, my round tits bouncing before me. Tarik stared at me fucking his wife's mouth with my girl-dick. Ranya moaned about my shaft as she sucked, her hands sliding up and down my thighs.

"I'm going to pump my cum down her mouth and then pop Ayesha's cherry," I panted, my orgasm already building in my depths.

"Yes, yes, yes," Ayesha moaned. "I want that so badly, Mother!"

The twins and Sa'dia teased Ayesha's busty body. The girl moaned and gasped, her cries echoing through the living room. Her father stared in hopeless longing, knowing that he would never touch her flesh the way I would. That the secret desires to fuck his daughters would never happen.

Because they were mine.

My dick erupted into Ranya's mouth. I groaned, pumping so much jizz into my sister's hungry mouth. The pleasure surged through me. Every blast of cum had me whimpering and groaning, drawing my husband's attention again. My tits heaved as I flooded her mouth.

And she gulped down my cum, not hiding it. Making as much noise as possible. She reveled in it.

"They are all mine!" I hissed at my husband, my back arching, tits heaving.

"Yours, Mother!" howled Ayesha. "Yes, yes, yes, I'm so ready. I'm cumming, Mother. Sa'dia and the twins made me cum! It's time to fuck me!"

"Fuck her, Mother," the twins said together.

"Yes," I gasped, pulling my cock out of my sister's sucking mouth.

"Fuck my daughter. Breed her, sweet sister!" panted Ranya, my cum and her spit dribbling down her chin. "Oh, Tarik, watch a real cock deflower a virgin. No pain, only pleasure. Not like our wedding night."

Tarik squirmed, hands rubbing at his beard, eyes black, hopeless pits.

"She's all ready, Mother," Sa'dia purred. My eldest daughter pushed apart Ayesha's thighs. Juices dripped from Sa'dia's mouth, and more stained Ayesha's black bush. Her virgin pussy hidden by the thick tangle of hairs.

"So ready, Mother," panted Ayesha, squirming. "I need it so badly."

I sank to my knees, my futa-cock bouncing before me. Sa'dia grabbed it, such a dutiful daughter, and guided it to her half-sister's pussy. I shivered, my tits swaying as I leaned over Ayesha's body, staring into her eyes. My dick slid through her silky pubic hair and rubbed on her virgin flesh.

"Right there, Mother," Sa'dia purred, pressing me against Ayesha's virginity.

"This is how a girl is made into a woman," Ranya moaned. My sisters sank down on her hands and knees while the twins moved behind her. They spread apart her butt-cheeks. "Watch, husband, as your wife deflowers your daughter."

Then my sister moaned as the two nubile girls feasted on her asshole, licking out my cum.

I stared into my husband's hopeless eyes and thrust. Ayesha groaned her rapture as her maidenhead surrendered to my girth. I tore through her virginity with ease, the membrane parting around my cock. I slid into Ayesha's pussy for the first time. Her flesh clenched around me.

"Mother!" she squealed in delight. "Yes!"

Tarik flinched at her passion, at her pleasure.

"I'm going to make you cum so hard," I hissed as I sank to the depths of her virgin pussy. "Then I'll breed you."

"Yes!"

She pulled me down. Our tongues met in a passionate kiss. Our breasts pressed together, hers so soft and big, embracing my round tits. Her thighs locked about my hips, her pussy clenching down on my cock. She moaned into our kiss, our bodies squirming and writhing.

The other women of my harem groaned around me while Tarik watched us revel in the incestuous passion my futa-dick created.

I drew back and pumped into my niece's pussy, savoring her virgin flesh stretching around me. She twitched beneath me, whimpering into our kiss. She held me tight, her body moving, working back against me as she savored every bit of the pleasure of my futa-cock.

"Yes, yes, yes, fuck my sister, Mother," moaned Sa'dia, fingering her twat. "Mmm, yes, just plow into her."

"Breed my daughter," my sister moaned. "I want her belly full of your futa-cum, my sweet sister. My futa-wife."

Tarik whimpered.

My tongue dueled with Ayesha's as we writhed together. Her hot, silky pussy clenched and relaxed on my dick as I pumped my girl-cock in and out of her depths. Her fingernails scratched at my back as her passion built and built.

I broke our kiss, staring into her green eyes. "That's it. Mmm, you're just my naughty slut, aren't you, Ayesha?"

"I am, Mother," she moaned, bucking beneath me, her pillowy tits rubbing against my nipples. "That's why I need your cum in me. I need to be bred by your futa-cock!"

"Yes!" I gasped, the words swirling through me. "My futa-seed is potent."

"Your dick is so hard, too," groaned my sister. "You can fuck and fuck and fuck and satiate us all. You don't wilt after just a few strokes."

Our husband let out another whimper.

I savored this moment, the building pressure in the depths of my ovaries as I plunged into hot, underage cunt. My niece's pussy grew hotter and hotter about my dick. I shuddered, thrusting with all my might into her depths, the silky friction caressing the tip of my dick.

Then she let out a whimper. Her thighs squeezed my hips. Her fingernails dug burning furrows into my back. She spasmed beneath mer. Her pussy went wild about my dick, convulsing, milking my cock. I grinned at my husband.

"Your daughter is cumming on my dick, husband!"

"I am, Father!" she howled. "Cumming so hard. Such an amazing girl-dick. Ooh, I need to be bred. Do it, Mother! Cum in me!"

I rammed my futa-dick into Ayesha's spasming pussy. My dick ached, the pressure swelling. Sa'dia moaned beside us, her round tits heaving as her orgasm swept through her dusky body. She fell onto her back, spasming.

"Cum in her, Mother!"

"Do it!" my sister moaned, face twisted with pleasure as the twins devoured her pussy and asshole.

"Mother!" howled Ayesha, her pussy spasming so hard about my dick, begging for my fertile futa-seed.

I rammed into her snatch. My pussy clenched so hard. Stars shot across my vision. I screamed out rapture as my futa-cum spurted into Ayesha's fertile depths. Her hot pussy milked my dick, drawing out every drop while the rapture crashed through my mind.

I loved it. I loved cumming with my futa-dick. I savored the ecstasy of enjoying the incestuous flesh of my harem. My women moaned around me, celebrating Ayesha's first taste of girl-cum flooding her depths.

It wouldn't be the last.

"Oh, Mother, I love you," Ayesha mewled, her voice throaty with pleasure. "You bred me. I know you did."

"Me, too," I groaned, leaning down to kiss her hard.

The front door to our apartment banged shut. Our husband had fled. We never saw Tarik again. He didn't contest our divorce. He never tried to gain custody of his daughters. He knew my futa-cock had utterly defeated his pathetic dick. We were free of him.

Three weeks later, I waited in the living room, waiting. On the TV, the news played. "This is Becca Brittany at St. Claire Hospital where some claim miracles are being performed."

My sister and our daughters trooped out of the bathroom, drawing my attention from the TV. My women all held plastic sticks in their hands each topped with wet, spongy tits. They brandished them with excitement, pink lines showing in the displays of the pregnancy tests.

"We're all bred, Mother," Basima beamed, the petite girl bouncing before me, her twin sister at her side.

"It shouldn't be possible," Ranya said. "Our fertility cycles are not all synced up."

"Mother's cock shouldn't be possible," Ayesha said, falling to the ground before me to suck on my futa-dick.

"But it is," Sa'dia grinned. "Thanks to a little fairy magic."

I shuddered, my harem surrounding me, all eager to celebrate the amazing news.

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Leanan Sidhe shuddered, her futa-cum spraying across the wildflowers of the meadow. Her wings hummed behind her, buzzing with such intensity as she felt her patron's powerful orgasm. Fatima Abboud reveled with her harem.

The Summer Esquire had invested far more energy in Parkland, Washington then she ever intended. But as Bean Sidhe, her counterpart in the frigid court of Winter, kept adding her own influence, Leanan Sidhe had to keep spreading hers.

I warned her, Leanan Sidhe thought as she squeezed out the last few drops of cum to fertilize a bright, yellow daisy. The drop of pearly jizz landed on the flower petals. If she seeks parity with me now, I will have no choice but to act. She cannot be so mad as to do that.

The futa-fairy shivered, an icy breeze washing across the meadow tinged with a mocking laugh.

The End of Mrs. Fatima's Tale