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Part 26:
Included kinks:
First half: Futanari, hyper sizes, romantic, mini-gts, MILF, wholesome, teasing, character focus, family
Second half: Futanari, mini-gts, hyper sizes, size worship, porn, cock growth, excessive cum, dirty talk, harem scene, anal, urethral penetration
All characters are entirely fictional and all above the age of 18!
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Surely, this must be the plot of some cheesy romcom or something. Probably straight out of the 2000’s, starring Julia Roberts or Adam Sandler. God, April hated the fact she could come up with that comparison, but sometimes reality was just as bizarre as fiction, right?
Romantic candlelight dinner? Check.
Three course, Michelin level meal? Check.
Chilled champagne? Not of the stupidly expensive kind, but just pricey enough to slot right in between classy and pretentious? Double check.
Dimmed room lights? Another check, now that she turned the dial down a bit further.
Well, maybe she laid it on a bit too thick? Nah…
It’s not every day she hooked her own mom up with a futa dancer, of course she had to make it as perfect as it gets. Everything, down to the last minute details.
The futa kept staring at the clock like she was the lucky girl waiting for the blind date of a lifetime. Minutes felt like hours, even more all by herself in the kitchen. 15 minutes to go and her mom was still in the bathroom. She had been in there for almost an hour.
April constantly reached for her phone, terrified she could miss a call or DM from Irina, but at last she heard the bathroom door open. And the lady of the hour made her triumphant return.
“Oh my god…” April shot up, overflowing with pride. “Who are you and what did you do to my mom? And can I have an autograph?”
“April! Don’t be silly.”
Sarah’s growing blush gave her few freckles and natural brown hair an almost fiery look. Her half up half down high pinned hair draped down past her cheeks and below her shoulders in gorgeous curls. The Burgundian dress she chose only further accentuated her Irish heritage and did so oozing pure class. With just a tiny bit of cleavage, but in a tight cut that highlighted her mom’s bombshell physique without looking like she starved for attention.
“You think your friend… will like it?” Sarah asked softly.
“Like it? She better like it! Or else I’ll kick her out right away,” April laughed and came closer. “You are beautiful, mom. Come here.”
The futa made the 39-year-old look like she was the child, but no matter how much their difference in size might increase, nothing of that maternal warmth would be lost. April simply knew.
“You look like a movie star,” April whispered. “She’ll love it. No doubt about it.”
“Thank you, April. Thank you.”
April’s own attire was as modest as it could possibly be. She chose her black dress so her huge bulge wouldn’t be noticeable right away. Not that she didn’t masturbate for a solid hour just to make sure her lusty friend wouldn’t take a liking to Irina or even her mom.
Considering how stunning the brunette beauty before her looked, that proved to be a very wise decision.
“So, is anything left for me to do?” Sarah eventually asked.
“All done and ready. You don’t need to lift a finger today,” April grinned but noticed her mom constantly reaching for her hair, her dress or anything in between.
“You look nervous.”
“Is it that obvious?” Sarah said and faked a confident smirk. “More than a bit. I haven’t done this… for way too long. She will notice… that I’m rusty.”
April grabbed her mom’s fidgety fingers and calmed her down.
“Rusty or not, she will not even care. I bet she will not even waste a second to think about anything than the gorgeous, smart and damn sexy woman standing before her.”
Sarah’s smile slowly faded away and a pained grimace took its place. April immediately knew what her mom was thinking.
“I appreciate it, April… but you… might want to cut the last bit… you know, after yesterday… and all.”
“I meant in a… platonic, totally not weird… daughterly way, mom,” April muttered with rolling eyes. “But for real, there nothing you need to worry about. You two will get along great. You’ll see.”
“I don’t even know her name. What should we even talk about? You didn’t tell me anything.”
Her mom’s eyes were pleading, but also burning with a fire that April hasn’t seen for a very long time. She was looking forward to the date.
“And I won’t. That would defeat the entire purpose of a ‘blind date’, wouldn’t it?” the futa grinned, garnished with a cheeky wink. “Besides, she speaks like, I don’t know,… five languages? You’ll have plenty to discuss. She is a charmer.”
“Well, I’m more worried about me being entertaining to be ho-“
April was about to double down with her encouragement, but the doorbell had beaten bursa otele gelen eskort her by a second.
“Guess the time for overthinking is over,” the futa smirked. “Ready?”
“Wait,” her mother said and took a deep breath. “Ok… now I am.”
“You look like it. Just wait here. I’ll bring her in.”
April strolled down the hallway and past their vast wardrobe. She could see the blurred outline of Irina through the fanlight, which she towered above by more than two feet by now. She could immediately tell the blonde put in the same effort as her mom.
The young futa opened and wouldn’t she have been the host to this most unlikely of rendezvous, she would have taken Irina on the spot.
“Seems like I picked the right outfit for the occasion,” Irina said and put on the most seductive of smiles. “Like what you see?”
“Yeah… I’d say so,” April said with an audible gulp as she closed her shut. “And yeah… I’d say so.”
April was no stranger to seeing Irina in all her erotic beauty. Afterall, she had seen the Croatian naked so many times, also in tight leather outfits, mouthwatering lingerie, dominatrix suits and cowboy attire, but… never like this.
Irina stood before her in a simply breathtaking white dress, her luscious lips coloured fiery red, which gave her stunning grey eyes an even more radiant feel. As April’s gaze wandered further south, she found the perfect blend of noble restraint and feeding the imagination to what a glorious body laid underneath. The dancer’s toned physique and insane curves shone through just enough to not make everyone fall over her right away. But only just.
Just like with April, it was impossible to hide a member of such huge proportions, but Irina must have tied her 21-inch flaccid beast down with steel cables. Even her balls’ outline was much less evident as it used to be. The blonde rested her hand on her inviting hips and bathed in how much she floored April with her appearance.
“Do you want to ask me in, or will you just keep staring?” Irina said, greatly amused.
“Uhm… sure… come in. Sorry… but you… are… I mean. Wow!” April said and couldn’t take her eyes off the 7’8″ bowing as she walked through the low-hanging doorframe.
“Thought I didn’t have it in me to dress like that, huh?” Irina smirked and stood taller than April remembered.
Of course, Irina brought her 6-inch-heels to her date. Not that she needed them in the first place when meeting a woman clocking in at just 5’8″, but that was just how irina’s brain worked. She was obsessed with towering above anyone. The more the better. One could only imagine how much Irina would’ve loved to go through the same growth spurt April was blessed with. Now that was a thought… for later.
“No… trust me, I thought about more than just your dress,” the younger futa teased and felt a few more inches of girth rally into her cock. “So… remember what we discussed?”
“Don’t worry. I read the script,” Irina laughed and lavishly gestured with her right, while keeping her left behind her back. “Nothing about us two. No mention of my job. This isn’t my first rodeo, April. I know what to keep behind the bush on a first date.”
Unlike her mom, Irina looked completely at ease. She always had this aura of pure confidence, but usually it stemmed from displaying her body and seeing what an effect she had on… everyone. That was the only thing April was concerned about. It must have become second nature for Irina to use her sex appeal as her weapon of choice. But would she be able to impress a cultured, sophisticated woman as well? Turned out there was as little need to be worried as for the elaborate instructions she sent last night.
“Everything is ready then,” April chuckled and bowed down formally and took on a horrible fake French accent for the role she was about to play tonight. “Will you follow me, Ms. Novak. You are expected.”
Irina’s perfect white teeth shone bright, but she stopped herself at a charming snicker.
“After you, big kitten.”
Irina’s mighty heels heralded her arrival even before April’s own heavy steps. They were about to reach the often-neglected dining room when Sarah decided to welcome them.
April saw lust flicker in her mother’s eyes the second she saw Irina. That was the only logical reaction when meeting the blonde for the first time. The student couldn’t help but grin as she allowed their first encounter to unfold for a few more moments.
“Where are my manners? May I introduce you two,” April said as posh and dignified as she possibly could. “This is my friend Irina. Irina Novak. And this fine lady is Sarah, Sarah McLoughlin.”
Her mom looked even more startled by the way she was introduced. Just like April intended.
“Sarah is more than enough,” she said and casually offered her hand. “Usually I only go by ‘April’s mom’, so we can drop the last name I think.”
“Gladly… Sarah. I always wondered where April got her good looks elden ödeme alan escort from,” the blonde futa said and gently took Sarah’s hand before planting a tender kiss. “Now it’s more than evident from whom.”
“I… she also takes a lot after her… other mother…” Sarah muttered with an ever-softening voice, as redness made her freckles shine brighter by the second. She clearly loved the compliment, as well as the gesture. “But… thank you. It’s a pleasure to meet you, Irina.”
“The pleasure is all mine, Sarah,” Irina said in a silky-smooth tone and finally revealed what she hid behind her back “And I hope you don’t mind, but where I’m from its custom to bring a little gift when being invited.”
“Oh… that wouldn’t have been necessary” Sarah said, her face already red as a cherry.
The younger futa watched the rather fancy looking bottle being handed to her mother who observed it with growing interest and surprise.
“2006. Domain Armand… Rousseau. Grand Cru? Irina, that… must’ve costed a fortune,” Sarah muttered in disbelief.
“A noble gift for a noble host,” Irina said in a tone that would make any woman drool. “I suggest letting it breathe for half an hour at least. But I’m sure our Sommelier here will remember that when she opens it.”
“Damn, she is good,” April thought and knew when to take the bait and just play along.
“Of course, Madame. I will get on it right away. Would the two ladies please follow me. Dinner will be ready shortly.”
April took up the mantle as make-shift Server, Sommelier and busser while she guided her mom and Irina through the evening. The two got along like milk and oreos. They immediately had great chemistry and couldn’t stop talking as they went through the first course under April’s watchful eyes. She could tell right away she did the right thing bringing these two together. Next, the main course awaited. And oh boy did Tina deliver a proper feast for them. April was just done reheating the German’s legendary gilt-head sea bream, when she was asked to join the two glamorous women.
It was a more than rare occurrence to have three people at that table. For years it had been only April and her mom. Not that April ever minded that it was just the two of them, but she had to admit it felt great to have someone join them for once. And Irina turned out to be more than great company.
“This is truly delightful, Irina,” Sarah said and took another hearty sip.
The two made short work of what turned out almost two grand worth of wine in no time. Which meant they, especially her mom, only got more comfortable as time went on.
“Ever been to France?” Irina asked, her eyes permanently resting on the woman opposite of her. “Your pronunciation was way too good.”
“On a few occasions actually. Many of our strategic partners are European. So, it made sense to pick up a bit of French,” Sarah answered and pointed playfully at the huge blonde with her fork. “Sounds like your experiences also goes well beyond just wine.”
Irina laughed and for a second noticed April’s knowing smirk before she would start the grand tale of her journey. And what a tale it was.
“I hope so. I’ve lived there for a bit. Well, it was a prolonged visit really. But it was my first time away from home. New language, new customs, new cuisine,” the Croatian smirked, fully aware Sarah was glued to her lips with every word. “From there I made the jump across the big pond. And I must say, I never looked back.”
“That sounds like an exciting time in your life. What came next?” Sarah asked with greatest interest.
“You know, a whole lot of finding my place in the world. Lived in New York for years, met many great people there, made my first real experiences with love, got my degrees… and just felt welcome for once. So, I decided to stay for good.”
April knew for a fact that sort of story left a lasting impression on her mom. A story of adventure and risk, that was exactly the thrill she never experienced herself in her life. How could she? Being a single mother from an early age and working non-stop.
“And then you gave all that up for Missouri? Interesting choice.” Sarah joked.
“Yes, crazy, right?” Irina laughed just like everyone else at the table.
“I’m glad you made that crazy decision,” Sarah continued, seemingly emboldened by maybe a glass or two too quickly.
“Is that so?” the blonde futa teased and leaned in while offering an even more intriguing view.
“Absolutely. April told me you helped her when she got her diagnosis. I don’t know how you two met, but I’ve seen it with my own eyes how you much of an impact you left on my little girl. And for that I wanted to say… thank you.”
April felt the knot in her throat tighten and without even thinking reached out to her mom and grabbed her hand tightly. She was just a beautiful woman. Inside and outside.
“You want to hear that story?” Irina asked after observing mother and daughter eskort bursa for quite some time.
“I would love to actually,” Sarah said, and April as well nodded without hesitation.
She had total trust in Irina to leave out some of the details.
“When April came to me, she was… terrified. Like her world was about to end. One could see the desperation in her eyes… hoping someone would come to save her when she felt lost,” Irina said and then looked dead-straight at April in a heartfelt, raw way she never did before.
“In that moment I saw myself standing there. Alone, clutching for any straw, but none would come. Then I realised, this was my moment to give someone what I wished I had received so many years ago. So, I told her the truth. That this was nothing to fear, but to rejoice. This is who she was always meant to be. None of the people by her side would turn against her for becoming that. Not her friends and not her family. And after coming here tonight, I now know there was never any risk of that happening to begin with.”
Sarah’s smile couldn’t be any more genuine and her affection any more obvious. This was the moment that must have convinced her for good, April thought. Not the expensive wine, fancy dresses and soft-spoken teases. Her mom just wanted something genuine and real… and it didn’t get any more real than that.
“A toast on that. To the people by our side,” Sarah spoke first and lifted her constantly emptying glass.
“To the people by our side,” Irina joined in.
And April could only join in with her glass of water, but it didn’t matter at all.
She brought desert and returned to the table with both leaning forward and snickering as they talked to each other. In French.
April couldn’t understand much, she only chose French in sixth grade and did her best to forget all of it ever since. The little she could understand revolved around Irina’s travels, but the way her mom’s eyes travelled all over Irina without any shame suggested they spoke about something far more interesting already.
Which meant it was time for her to leave.
“So, here we go,” she said and then pretended to look at her phone in shock.
“Something wrong?” her mom asked.
“Yeah. I totally forgot the time. I promised to be at Gina’s place by now,” April said in feigned exaggeration so obvious both could immediately see through her lie.
“Oh no… that is a shame,” Irina joined in first, smiling cheekily as her eyes travelled between mother and daughter.
“Absolutely. You shouldn’t keep Gina waiting, April,” Sarah smirked as well and nodded to Irina. “I don’t know about you, but I would feel terrible if we old girls would get in the way of young love.”
“Totally agree,” the blonde chuckled and couldn’t keep a straight face seeing April pretending she didn’t plan all this.
“Well… I wanted to ask if it’s okay to leave you two alone. But you already made it clear you both don’t mind,” April said in a playful tone. “Sure, you’ll manage without your waitress?”
“I think we can handle,” her mom said, her perfect teeth shining bright as she returned her attention to the huge blonde.
“You heard your mom,” Irina added and winked when April came to kiss her mom goodbye.
The more than 9-foot tall futa managed to hold her laughter back until she forced herself into the limo’s backseat. Surely, Stepan must have thought April had gone completely nuts, but she didn’t even care. She pulled out her phone and sent a message she saved in advance.
“The eagle has landed. I’m coming over, babe.”
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April and her friends were chilling on the ridiculously oversized sofa they set up before an even greater screen. Turned out they all preferred watching movies the same way: Piled on top of each other, with popcorn, cuddles and all that in nothing but underwear. The ultimate cinema experience.
As always, the futa was the gargantuan centrepiece with Gina sitting on top of her, most often wedged between tits each way bigger than her cute little head. Akari and Lizzy usually felt most at home constantly caressing April’s thighs. The fact there was a gigantic cock and a pair of constantly swelling balls just within reach surely was just a lucky coincidence. And Isabella? She moved into a more free roaming, creative role, free to join wherever she deemed her expertise might be needed.
This time, more than usual, the movie they put on didn’t really matter. For all focus rested solely on April’s phone. And the hard awaited message that finally sent it vibrating over the table.
“Shhhh!”
Gina immediately muted their flick, while Lizzy and Akari already looked like kids desperate to open their Christmas presents. Only Isabella didn’t know what the fuzz was all about yet.
“What is she saying?” Gina asked first upon seeing April’s grin rising wider and wider.
The futa laughed out loud as she read through her mom’s message, clearly typed in a hurry.
‘Hi, April. would you mind staying overat Gina’s place tnight? Lov you,mo’
April’s finger danced over the screen, twitching with excitement knowing her plan had worked to perfection.
‘Don’t go too hard on her, mom’ was all she ended up typing and moments later received an emoji confirming that this was going to be a long, intense night for her mother.
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