WIP Excerpt: Pleasing the Futa Passengers (Futa Mile High Passoin 1) (Patreon)

Today's WIP is an Aphrodite Sisterhood Universe. If any have read Aphrodite Air, Futa Airlines, and Futa Stewardess Training should recognize Vicky and Amanda, the naughty futa-stewardesses. This story takes place when they are recruited to work for the airlines while stewardesses for a boring plane and discover the joys of futa passion. Vicky here is listening to Shelley and Vivivian (Futanari Coeds) getting hot and heavy in the lavatory.

This story should be out in August:

I retreated to the back galley when finished, cleaning up back there when I heard giggling behind me, the lavatory unlatching. “Ooh, mile high club, my Queen.”

I stiffened, recognized the voices. I opened the curtain shielding the galley and witnessed the two lesbians vanish into the lavatory. The rest of the plane was quiet, the passengers settled down into dozes, their books, or whatever entertainment they brought with them.

“I'm going to fuck you so hard, Shelley,” the brunette lesbian said, her voice so commanding. “God, those stewardesses got me so hard.”

“Ooh, I can tell, my Queen,” Shelly moaned.

“Hard?” I mouthed, closing the curtains. I could still hear them through the walls, their clothing rustling. Why would they be hard? Were they talking about nipples?

Wet sounds, kissing and sucking, mixed with soft moans, drifted through the bulkhead. I pictured the blonde pressed back into the stainless steal sink, her panties about her ankles. The brunette woman pressed against her, kissing her hard, aggressive. Their tits were out, the blonde's as big as mine, soft and pillowy, pressing gianst the brunette woman's round tits.

My hands slid down my skirt, brushing my nylons covering my thigh right above my knee.

“Oh, Vivian,” gasped Shelley. “Ooh, yes, I love it when you suck on my nipples. Mmm, you're making my clit grew so big and hard! You spoil me, my Queen.”

“You're just too sexy not to,” Vivian, the brunette woman, groaned.

Loud sucks, wet and sloppy, made my clit throb. My nipples were so hard, aching to be touched, my pussy... My pussy itched. My fingers, stroking the nylons below the hem of my skirt, moved upward. Sliding beneath my clothing.

“What are you doing, Vicky?” I whispered to myself, listening to the lesbian sex, Shelley whimpering as Vivian sucked on her nipples. My skirt rustled as my hand slid higher and higher.

Sensations ran up my thigh as my fingertips teased my flesh through the silky nylons. I groaned, leaning against the counter, feeling the vibration of the plane's engines transmitted from the hull. My pussy clenched, begging my fingers to keep going, to reach higher and higher. 

To touch me.

“Yes, yes, yes,” groaned through the walls. “Ooh, you are spoiling me to day, my Queen. Suck my futa-cock.”

My eyes blinked at that. “Futa...cock?”

The first word I'd never heard before, but the second... Why would those cute ladies have a cock. Did they smuggle like a strap-on in there. Was a futa-cock a type of sex toy lesbians enjoyed. Shelley's groans were so throaty as Vivian sucked loud and wet, sounding like a woman giving a blowjob.

I pictured a thick, blue dildo (just like the one I had at home) thrusting from Shelley's crotch. The busty blonde's tits heaving as Vivian sucked on her sex toy, bobbing her mouth up and down, the pair pretending she gave a real blowjob.

I shivered, my hand reaching my panties. I rubbed through my pantyhose and underwear, my pussy drinking in the sensation. My wet heat bled through, coating my fingers with my juices. I groaned, closing my eyes and listening.

“Yes, yes, yes, I'm going to flood your mouth with so much girl-jizz. Oh, if you keep sucking like that.”

“Girl-jizz?” I moaned aloud, horribly confused as the sucking grew louder and louder.

“Oh, my Queen, you're so hungry for my futa-cum. You just want to drink every salty seed.”

I rubbed my fingers faster and faster, digging them into the grove of my pussy. My cotton panites rubbed against the sensitive lips of my snatch. My clit drank in the sensations, sending delight rippling through my body.