Hot Springs

Even more gratuitous futa action, dear reader. I suppose you could call it SNSFW: Seriously Not Safe For Work. Enjoy!

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What Friends Are For
Solo!Karen, Mary/Karen
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Karen hadn't left her room all day, couldn't have left even if she wanted to. She had locked the door and jammed a chair beneath the knob for good measure, telling her parents she was sick and they weren't to bother her; they had done so, but their concern led them to leave a jug of cold water and some bread and cheese outside her door so she wouldn't starve. For that, the young brunette was grateful, as far as she could think of anyone but herself for any length of time.

The new cock between her legs, a gift of the Harvest Goddess from a most unforgettable dream the night before, demanded all her attention.

She was jacking off for what must have been the hundredth time, and it showed no sign of calming down. It still throbbed and demanded attention, and she was helpless to resist; some part of her said it should have been red and raw by now from the endless stroking, but somehow it wasn't. It was still just as it had been, engorged with blood and consuming her every thought, seeming to only get larger and harder every time she saw one of the other girls in her mind's eye; especially Popurri, with those breasts of hers. They were just perfect, in her imagination, for wrapping around her hot cock and burying herself in… the thought brought another helpless moan to her lips, and she bent forward, both hands furiously jerking her cock off, as it twitched and throbbed anew.

Beneath her was the third shirt she'd had to drag out for a catchall; there was simply too much cum, and it seemed to her like if she came too much on one shirt it'd ruin them. And until her cock went down (which didn't seem likely any time soon) she wouldn't be able to leave her room. "I'm going to miss Mary," she muttered, thinking of the lascivious librarian; naturally her thoughts rapidly took a far more erotic bent, and amazingly her cock twitched and swelled even more. "Ahh… please, no more…" she hissed, her hands jacking furiously.

From beneath came the sound of voices, which Karen was too far gone to hear. Which was bad, for very shortly there were steps on the stairs and, far more frightening, a knock on the door. "Karen?" a feminine voice asked. "Karen, let me in." The doorknob rattled fruitlessly, and the woman knocked again. It was Mary's voice, and just hearing her amorous lover made the brunette come yet again, harder and longer than before; it was all she could do to keep herself from screaming lustily as cum spurted out in heavier strings than before, missing her shirt completely and landing on the bedspread.

"Karen, your parents have left," Mary went on, rattling the door harder, "it's just us. I need you at my bedroom now, and you've got to l-"

"G-Go away!" Karen shouted, still caught in the throes of this most ecstatic of the day's ecstasies. "I… I'm real s-sick and-!"

"Don't lie to me, Karen," Mary replied sternly. "Lie to your folks all you like, but don't you dare lie to me." Karen loved it when she took that stern tone, and apparently so did her cock, for it immediately went off on another orgasm.

Helpless, Karen had no choice but to do as she was told. "I… I had a d-dream last night," she hissed, somehow managing to keep the lust and passion out of her voice; when would it ever stop? She was losing her mind! "A-And… this m-morning, I…" She faltered, unable to go on and silently pleading to the Goddess for some sort of sign, any sign…

"Yes, I was there," Mary said, her voice softer; Karen was so shocked she sat up, staring at the door, her cock still unloading all over the bed. "I saw everything, and after you left she… the Goddess and I…" The raven-haired woman trailed off, and Karen could almost imagine the blush on her cheeks; for once the vision didn't incite her cock to further explosions. "I want that again, you know," she finished, a trifle petulantly.

For a second Karen couldn't move, then she realized it made sense; would the Goddess be so cruel as to inflict this on her without anyone else knowing, thus damning her to her room for as long as she had it? "Ok, I… hang on," she said at last, panting for breath as she got up from the bed for the first time in hours, reaching down for a shirt to cover herself with; she didn't want to startle Mary, after all. Shakily she went and removed the chair, unlocking the door and pulling it open, standing there with the dirty shirt held before her still-hard cock.

There was Mary, prim blue dress in place, prim little glasses balanced correctly on her nose, her shining black hair pulled back in its usual knot. Even her expression was the shy, demure librarian everyone but Karen and other two girls knew; somehow, this sight served to calm the brunette and her cock down where no amount of masturbation would, and she almost cried as her cock wilted at last, if only a little.

"No one else knows, of course," she began straight off, stepping inside and shutting the door behind her. "You're the only hermaphrodite on the island, aside from the Goddess." She looked around, her nose wrinkling cutely at the smell of dried cum. "You've been at it since you woke up, haven't you?"

"Y-Yes," Karen mumbled, her cheeks flaming. "I… I couldn't do anything else. It was like… like my body was on autopilot…" Now that she was calm, of course, it was hard to describe; not that it would have been any easier otherwise.

"But still… you must have ejaculated hundreds of times," Mary went on, her expression changing as she removed her glasses; she had surprised everyone when she had changed to contact lenses some months back, and so had taken to wearing fake glasses until they could get used to the idea of 'their' librarian without them. "Amazing…"

"When it's going on, yeah," Karen cut in, a bit sourly. "But look at the mess! How will I ever explain this to my parents? Or anyone else?!" It didn't occur to her to ask why Mary's presence, which should have driven her over the edge of lust, was instead doing the opposite number. The brunette could think now, which was great and all, except there wasn't really anything very nice to think about; just a great mess, and an awful smell… "The smell's gonna fill up the whole house, and then what will I say?" she finished petulantly.

"Tell them a skunk got in, and that you're staying with me for a while," Mary replied reasonably. "What you won't say is that the skunk was brought in." She turned and gave Karen a smile, and the brunette gasped as her cock stood up again. "But before that happens… the smell is turning me on, whatever will you do about it?" With the grace of long practice she shrugged out of her clothes, making a strip tease out of it. "I'm all horny now…" she purred seductively, pausing while unbuttoning her white shirt; the very edge of her breasts could be seen, as well as a hint of the lacy blue bra she had.

Karen was rooted to the spot, face flushed, cock painfully hard and getting harder, breath harsh and loud in her own ears; she was aware of Mary in ways she'd never been before, and it was both scary and exciting at once. Teasingly, fully confident in the effect she had on her lover, the librarian stripped down, pausing now and then to regard Karen with her sultry eyes. For her own part the brunette wasn't sure why she hadn't lunged forward and simply taken her lover right then and there; her cock was so hard now it literally hurt, and she couldn't imagine any other way of relieving it than shoving Mary to the wall and, and…

By then, Mary was down to her panties, blue like her bra, little more than a bit of cloth covering the important bits; she hooked her fingers in the hem and began pulling them down, smirking as Karen stared hard at where her pussy was and began drooling. Then she changed her mind and hiked them back up, stepping toward the brunette with a swing in her hips. "Don't move a muscle," she ordered in a soft, firm voice, as she leaned in and kissed Karen's neck, her jaw, her shoulders and her chest.

And Karen didn't move an inch, despite every screaming nerve in her body demanding otherwise; she felt she was on fire, and every touch of Mary's soft, skillful mouth on her only stoked the fire hotter. "Mary…" she whined, flexing her fingers helpless, wanting so badly to bury them in her long, glorious black hair; an image crossed her mind, of Mary on her knees before her furiously ejaculating cock, being covered in hot, sticky cum from her face and hair to her cute, perky breasts. She moaned loudly, her entire body trembling, her cock standing hard and erect and seeming to beg for permission to shoot off. "Mary, please, I…"

"Hush, now," the raven-haired librarian replied gently, leaning down to gently kiss and suck on Karen's nipples. The brunette's moans became small yelps, and Mary smiled to herself. She felt her lover's body heat radiating off her, her scent filling her nose, and suspected Karen felt the same thing; but she was determined to take charge, as always, and slowly went to her knees, gazing up at Karen with adoring eyes as her mouth and lips and tongue traced erotic patterns down her body. She reached her destination; Karen's new cock, hard and straight and proud before her eyes. "Impressive," she murmured, reaching out to wrap a hand around it just below the head; Karen said she had been jerking off pretty much continuously for the past ten or so hours, yet it showed no sign of abrasion or hard use. Karen's hips bucked at the contact, and she hissed desperately. "Don't come yet!" Mary ordered sharply, squeezing gently; to Karen's surprise, she didn't.

"How did…?" she began to ask, before Mary squeezed again and leaned forward; her tongue flicked out at the head of the cock, and all coherent thought flew from Karen's mind as she fell backward to the floor, a hand clapped over her mouth to stifle the sudden scream. Eagerly Mary followed, pushing the brunette all the way down flat on her back; in the next second the brunette was faced with Mary's pussy, still shielded by the blue panties. She wanted nothing more than to rip them aside and plunge her cock over and over into that tight, sweet entrance, but such was the librarian's control she couldn't even move.

Dimly, she realized that Mary's subtle games of dominance and indirect ploys for control had resulted in this; it had all been an enormous psychological drama, and now she had complete dominion over Karen's body, which she flaunted as she flicked her tongue up and down her cock, a hand stroking gently over the surface. Pleasure and pain fought for control across her wildly screaming nerves, her shuddering body, as her cock throbbed excruciatingly with its need to shoot the hot, sticky load of cum all over Mary, but it didn't; Karen hovered on the edge of orgasm, the librarian's mouth and hands prodding and shoving her farther and farther over the edge without ever actually falling.

"Put your arms out and open your legs," Mary commanded, "spread-eagle style." Karen moaned loudly in reply as her body did as told, automatically, her eyes either closed or locked on the dripping pussy not two inches from her face; it would be oh so simple to open her mouth, lean up, nudge it aside with her nose and give Mary a taste of her own medicine, but that wasn't going to happen, not while she couldn't think with her brain. She could only lie there, driven beyond madness in this sexual torture, by Mary's mouth and Mary's hands and Mary's dripping wet smell.

"You don't think it can get any worse?" Mary purred, looking down at Karen as she lightly struck her own cheek with her cock; the brunette panted desperately in tune with each thwack of flesh against flesh. Grinning broadly, she reached down and pulled the front of her panties aside, lowering herself to Karen's face. "Oh god, Karen, your nose," she panted, grinding herself slowly; still, the brunette could do nothing, only moan and pant and make pained keening noises as her face became wet with her own sweat and the juices of the librarian's pussy. "See how horny you made me, smell it, smell me," she went on, opening her mouth and engulfing the head of Karen's cock in it.

Karen had actually thought, or at least hoped, it wouldn't get any worse, but the second she felt the warmth and the wet of Mary's mouth all the way around her she knew she couldn't be more wrong. She had to come so badly it was a physical ache, an intense pain between her legs and inside her pussy; her cock was so tight and erect it was another sort of pain entirely. She vaguely heard someone sobbing, over the roaring of blood in her ears and the thunder of her heart in overdrive, then realized it was her that was sobbing. "M-Mary," she gasped, "please, I… it hurts!"

"I know," Mary said around the gratuitous slurping and sucking noises she was making, "but you'll see." Really it was unnecessary the noise she was making, but aside from it being just too much fun it served to excite both of them even more. Plus, the librarian had to admit, if only to herself, that the agonized noises Karen made while unable to cum were a huge turn-on as well. Suddenly she stood up, turning around and pulling her blue panties off; she dropped them, well soaked in pussy fluids, on Karen's face. "You still can't move," she said, lowering herself, "and you still can't come."

Karen's eyes went wide; was she going to lose her virginity on the floor of her bedroom? But no, the librarian had a different ploy in mind. Their burning eyes locked on each other, Mary took Karen's cock in hand and rubbed herself against it, sliding up and down the shaft and teasing the head with her pussy, almost pushing down but not. Once again Karen found that she wasn't done yet; her whole body quivered and shook, she was covered in sweat, and her nipples and cock felt like rocks attached to her. She swore she could almost feel the cum boiling up inside her, barely restrained, building up and up and creating so much pressure she thought it a miracle she hadn't simply exploded. Her mind was simply a continuous white flash, and she had no control over her vocal cords anymore.

Yet every move Mary made resounded inside the brunette with astounding clarity, further stoking the raging flames. Karen felt her cock grow slick as Mary went faster and faster, her own moans and pants rising to fill the room as well, "Karen… you're so huge…" she panted, an expression of pure exhilaration on her face; her long black hair had come undone, and it streamed down her back in a sweaty fall. One hand reached down to mess with Karen's breast, igniting further arcs of pain and lust throughout the brunette's nerves. "I bet… I could make… you start lactating," she gasped, a sly grin on her face; Karen would have reacted in shock, were it not for her being too far beyond shock at the moment.

Mary let go of her breasts and wrapped her hands tight around the cock again. "I'm… gonna come…" she gasped, humping it faster and harder than before as her whole body tensed up. Suddenly her back arched, her hands clamped down painfully, and her pussy gushed out with a torrent of fluids; a high-pitched keening erupted from her throat, and what little lingered of Karen's mind decided she had never looked more beautiful. It lasted longer than usual, but her face made it clear she wasn't done yet. "Lick me clean," she ordered as she put her pussy in Karen's face again; needing no further urging the brunette put her tongue out and began licking up and down, getting a faint taste and smell of her own cock as she did so. She did this automatically, with no real thought on her own part.

"You want to come, I bet," Mary said, with her breasts around the cock. "How badly?" All she got in reply were shrieks and moans, most of them with a general sort of positive note to them. "Well, hmm," she went on, "let me see…" and she rearranged herself for something else, sliding Karen's burning cock down her mouth again; this time she went farther, though, and the brunette felt her throat encircle it. The muscles worked furiously against the head, the bulbous foreign object, and Mary spat it out again. "Come, then! I want to drown in your cum!" she cried. "Come for me, hard, fast! Now!"

With those words, Karen screamed, so hard her throat tore; her back arched up until she was on the back of her neck, her face buried against Mary's dripping pussy. That smothered the scream, but it also made the librarian come again herself. Not that she noticed; Karen's cock, finally allowed to unload, was doing so in a most spectacular fashion. It jerked about wildly, spraying cum all over the place; the librarian grabbed it and stuck it in her mouth again, feeling her throat slime up almost immediately as she swallowed as much as she could before she would choke. The taste was entirely new, yet nothing at all unpleasant.

When she couldn't swallow any more she spat it out again, still holding it so that the cum exploded all over her body; all too quickly she felt they really were drowning in the stuff, so thickly did it coat the front of her body and Karen's. Moaning wantonly she let go with one hand and smeared it all over herself even as fresh spurts blasted forth, working it into her pussy when it reached that far; she was beyond caring about such things at the moment. Just the thought of that thing pounding in and out of her pussy, with her lover on the other end, was enough to throw her over the edge yet again.

For Karen, it was as if she'd been caught at the heart of a nuclear explosion; her vision was white and red, the fire in her body burned until it seemed there was nothing left and simply went on burning, and all that kept the whole house from echoing with the frenzied scream was Mary's pussy shoved against her mouth, which she could feel spasming as well. When at last it stopped, and the red and white faded from her sight, Karen slowly came back to herself, as if her mind had realized what just happened wasn't meant for mere mortals like her to experience. Slowly, though, her mind settled back into her head, and the first awareness she had was that of her face; she could hardly breath because of how thick her cum was.

"M-Mary…?" she whispered uncertainly. "Mary, am…?"

"Yes, you're alive," came the whispered reply, from her side; she opened her eyes and turned her head, beholding the raven-haired librarian stretched out beside her. "That was great, Karen." Looking down, the brunette saw they had almost drowned in thick, hot white cum; she had never imagined so much even existed, much less that all that could come from one person (let alone a girl!).

"Who needs guys?" Karen asked randomly, making them both giggle. She reached out and smeared it into Mary's breast, listening to her low hiss of breath. "We didn't… didn't even…"

"Nope, not yet; that's for my place," Mary replied happily, moving in closer and wrapping her arms around the brunette. They kissed hungrily for a few moments, unable to get enough of the taste. "Don't go getting hard on me now, we still have to walk across the village," she murmured, standing up and reaching for their clothes; by some miracle they were for the most part clean, though it was getting dark and hopefully it'd be harder to notice. "I'll shower and bring the skunk in before your parents get back; you get dressed and clean up the worst of this," the librarian ordered, before she walked out the door.

Karen wanted to tell her she was naked, but Mary had already left, and she didn't feel like getting up just yet. For a few moments more she lay on the ground, limp as a noodle, before with a heave and a sigh she forced herself upright and to her feet; she was sore, but ready for more sex. It would be harder to keep their secret now, though, if it was going to be so messy from now on…