Futa's First Day (The Futa Academy 1)(Futa-on-female, First Time, College erotica) by Reed James

Naughty Excerpt from “Futa's First Day”
    “I can show her where it is, Miss Serafina,” Héloïse said, her voice a breathless, excited squeak.
    “Yes. I wanted to show Héloïse something special,” I purred.
    “Yes, yes,” Miss Serafina panted. “Well, um, I can't wait to get to know you as well.”
    I winked at her. “I'm sure we'll get to intimately know each other before the term is over.”
    Her cheeks reddened more. “Yes. That's sounds, um, lovely.”
    “Oh, it will be.” I blew her a kiss and strolled out, Héloïse hot on my heels.
    “Are you...and her...?” Héloïse whispered.
    “Oh, yes,” I laughed. “I'm going to enjoy ravishing Miss Serafina.”
    “Maybe she should take your luggage,” Héloïse said.
    “If you don't want me to make love to your sweet body, then go back and ask her,” I told her, continuing to walk down the hall.
    Héloïse didn't turn back.
    Her pussy was hot to trot.
    We left the main building, walking to a rectangular shaped structure on other side of a few tennis courts. Off to the left, a track circled a soccer field. Well, they probably call it football here. I'd have to remember that.
    More girls lounged around the dorms, huddled in small groups, or streaming in and out of the dorm building. My eyes lusted on them all. My clit wanted to turn into a futa cock so badly. My forehead broke out in sweat as I forced my lust to stay in control.
    “Are you on the third floor?” I asked as we trooped up the stairs.
    “Fourth,” she answered with the shake of her head. “I share a room with Qiu. She's very polite and quiet. We are getting along.”
    “Lovely,” I purred. “Perhaps one night, I'll visit your dorm and the three of us can really get along.”
    “Miss Ursula,” she gasped.
    “Loving women is the best thing in the world,” I told her. “I want you to seduce Qiu after I've popped your cherry.”
    She never stopped blushing. What a lovely girl.
    We reached the third floor—climbing those stairs every day was going to keep the girls in great shape—and I pulled out my key and unlocked the door labeled “Miss Ursula, Dorm Mistress.” My clit swelled an inch. All these nubile, young women were at my disposal.
    I was going to drown in virgin pussy this term.
    My room wasn't terribly large. I had a queen sized bed, a desk, a closet, a small kitchenette with a mini-refrigerator. The only door led to a bathroom with a shower/tub combination. Lacy curtains hung from my two windows. I had a corner room, and Lake Sarnen glinted through my window.
    Héloïse followed me in, setting my suitcase down. She stood in the center of the room, her eyes glancing at my bed. She swallowed, trembling like a tree in a strong wind. I strode to her, dropping my suitcase before reaching out to stroke her face. I lifted her chin, her wide eyes staring into mine. I leaned in and kissed her sweet lips.
    She stiffened for a moment, and then she moaned, her lips working against mine. I flicked my tongue out, caressing her lips before pushing into her mouth. Héloïse let out a soft sigh, her head tilting, her tongue meeting mine, playing with it.
    I slipped a hand around her side, sliding down to squeeze her firm ass through her skirt, pulling her body tight against mine. Our breasts pressed together as her slim hands rested on my hips, her fingers flexing and massaging me, creeping slowly around my waist.
    “Miss Ursula,” she panted when I broke the kiss. “I've never felt that before. What...are you doing to me?”
    “Awakening you to the true pleasures a woman's body was made to experience,” I purred, giving her another kiss.
    She swayed, stumbling back and falling onto my bed when I broke the kiss. Her eyes were wide as I unbuttoned my halter top, my round breasts spilling out, exposing my dusky nipples. I tweaked one, grinning at her as she fidgeted on my bed.
    To find out what happens next, read on!

Futa's First Day
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