The Futa Pill: You Decide to Lick Your Cum off Paris's Skirt in the Bathroom (Patreon)

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In a fit of lust that you can't control, you fall to your knees. Your cum just looks so tasty on her fabric. The bathroom tiles are cool beneath your knees. You grab the hem of her skirt and lift it, your cum soaking into the fabric.

It's pearly and beautiful. A wanton hunger seizes you. A shiver runs through your tongue. You lap at your chops, aching for this delight. To just lick up your own seed. You dart in and run your tongue across the fabric, tasting the dry flavor of cloth mixed with the salty delight of your own girl-cum.

“What the hell!” Paris hisses, her words echoing through the bathroom. “Ooh, you are a freak, aren't you?”

“Yes!” you moan. “But... but... I just taste so good!”

You keep licking with hunger, your tongue dragging up her pussy. Your futa-dick throbs as your salty jizz, flavored with the fabric of her skirt, spills across your tongue. You keep staring up at her, your cheeks burning at what you're doing.

Delight blossoms in Paris's face. This naughty look burns in her green eyes. A wicked laugh bursts from her lips, echoing through the bathroom. She shudders as you clean up more and more of her spunk, her large breast swaying in her crimson blouse.

“Well, aren't you just a wicked slut,” she purrs. “I can't believe you're doing this, but... I love it.”

You keep licking and lapping until there's no more spunk remaining. Your heart's pounding in your chest. Rapture is surging through you. You shudder as you sit back on your heels, your breasts rising and falling in your blouse, your cock hard again.

You want to cum. You want to have a wild time with it.

Paris draws up her skirt higher and higher. It slides up her lush thighs. You whimper as you catch a glimpse of her purple panties in the shadow between her legs. Then it's revealed to the daylight, her crotch soaked with her juices. A whiff of tangy delight bleeds through her underwear.

“If you are such a slut for licking things,” she purrs, reaching down to pull the gusset of her panties to the side, revealing a landing strip of fiery hair descending to a shaved pussy, her clit pierced, “then bon appetit.”

“Oh, god,” you whimper. There's a part of you that wants to eat Paris, but she's your rival. Maybe you should take charge instead. Show her your futa prowess in truth. Do you lunge at her, or do you eat her out?

What do you choose?

Do you decide to take charge of Paris instead of eating out her pussy? 

Do you feast on Paris's pussy?