Julia 02 – New Futa at Work
I had a dream last night that I grew a cock and fucked the shit out of myself. At least I thought it was a dream until I went to get ready for work and my morning wood announced itself to me. My first thought was how I was going to go to work with this thing. Then I realized all the assholes at my company did it every day. My second thought was, I needed to get rid of this thing. Not the dick, but the wood.
That’s how I found myself laying on my shower floor jerking my soaped up futa cock and massaging my slippery tits. I was clawing at my tits. I don’t know if having a dick made me hornier (or maybe it was the balls) but I was desperate to orgasm. I stood and pointed my wet hard cock at the tile wall. I looked back at the mirror and could see the hunger in my eyes. I focused on my dick and my tits. Rubbing and stroking. I spanked my ass. Stroking. I pinched my nipple. Stroking. I slid my hand down my shaft and massaged my new balls. Stroking faster. I reached my clit and rubbed. Stroking harder. I rubbed harder and it hit. I came. The spurt after spurt covered the tiles in my cream. I used two hands to milk my cock until my balls completely emptied. I fell to my knees and looked at my spunk dripping down. I lapped up falling jizz.
A quick shower and I threw on my work clothes. I swapped out my boring work panties for a nice lace thong. Soft, my cock could tuck between my legs. I put a camisole over my bra because I was worried about my nipples poking through. My horniness level was going to be elevated today. Luckily it was Friday and I had the weekend to experiment. But today, I needed to work.
The bus was relatively crowded. I held a hand hold since nobody offered up a seat. I tried to point my ass away from the younger man in the seat next to me. It didn’t matter, he still stared. If he only knew what I had waiting for him. Would he find it hot? Would he fuck me? Would he suck me? Would he drink my cum? I started to sweat.
“Can I help you?”
Fuck. I was staring at him.
“Sorry, lost in thought, ” I smiled.
The boy looked confused. I was at least a few years older than him. He was probably in college. I turned away from him and stared out the window. Nice trees and buildings passing by. Not thinking about sex at all.
Ding.
The bus pulled to a stop and the young man shuffled and stood up. I maneuvered the best I could to get out of his way. He squeezed past my back and I could feel him pressing against my ass.
“Sorry.” He seemed actually apologetic.
I gave a knowing smile, “It’s okay.”
I took his seat and put my bag on my lap. It was going to be a long fucking day.
A few minutes before 8 am I walked through the front door of our office. Dani, our blonde secretary greeted me. She was younger than me with an athletic build. I gave a smile back and went straight to the back of the office and sat at my cubicle. Our cubes were all single occupancy and I had two neighbors. Phil was in front of me and Mike was behind. Positioned my monitors so that they faced away from my entrance. Partially to hide my screen from prying eyes, but to also allow me to see people walking by. I wore headphones most of the time and didn’t like being surprised. I dropped my bag off and grabbed my water bottle to fill up. We had several glass walled offices that were reserved for the upper level staff. There about 30 people working in the office. There were three women; me, Dani, and one manager: Carol. I passed by Carol’s office on the way to the water dispenser.
“Julia?”
I poked my head inside. “Yes?”
Carol pushed her glasses up and used them to control her fiery red hair. “Bill pushed some things into your queue. Take a look as soon as you can and let me know if you can get to them next week.”
I stepped in the office and closed the door behind me. Carol leaned back in her chair. She was mid 40’s and divorced. Her kids were off at college. She plunged herself into work as a result. First one in and last one to leave. Nobody asked this of her, of course, she did it because she preferred that to being alone in her house.
“My plate is full for the next two weeks. Bill needs to give it to someone else.”
Carol sighed and started massaging her own neck. “You know those guys can’t get through this. They are barely hanging on as it is. Next review Phil is probably out. Mike will be lucky to last a year. Reliable, smart people are hard to come by. You can burn the midnight oil with me, I’ll order dinner. It’ll be fine.”
I raised an eyebrow. On the one hand, more time with senior staff was a good thing. On the other hand, I was hoping to use my hands for something else. “I’m going to need a raise Carol.”
Carol opened up a drawer, jotted down something, and pushed it towards me. I picked it up and it said five percent.
“I can get you this in two weeks. After the items have been delivered. That will be in addition to your review that’s coming up in a month.”
“How can you be sure? Bill isn’t going to like this.”
Carole smirked. “I have my ways. Trust me, he’ll agree.”
I görükle escort smirked back. “You saucy minx.”
“Oh shut up Julia. If I go on Tinder, I get a meal and a bad lay. Here, I get a raise, a bonus, and a bad lay. It’s simple math.”
I raised an eyebrow.
“Of course, I’m not saying you need to do any of this. It’s just easier for me. You are smart, young, and gorgeous. This place needs you. Bill needs me because his wife won’t suck his dick.”
I chuckled and I headed out.
The largest office belonged to Bill. It was the only one that tinted. There was a button on his desk for privacy. He smirked and nodded at me as I passed. I smiled and kept going. The items that got assigned to me were relatively easy to do. However I already had enough for the next week, I’d have to stay late to get the rest done. Fine, you milf slut, I’ll stay late and get this shit done.
The morning went by relatively quickly. Phil stopped by a few times to check out my cleavage and say “Hi.” I could hear him fine but pretended I couldn’t. I just nodded and he went on his way. On my phone I tried researching futanari and if anybody knew about this happening in real life. Hard to search for something when all the results are porn.
Turns out I peed out of my new dick instead of pussy now. That was a fun surprise. Luckily I only pissed a bit on the floor before I was able to tuck it in. I guess this means at least I can pee standing up now. I returned to my cube and Phil was leaning on my desk.
“Can I help you?”
He was touching the things on my desk. I hated that. “I was hoping we could double team this ticket I have. I’m kind of lost.”
No shit, I thought. You couldn’t find your way out of a cardboard box. He led me around to his cube and he bent over as he moved some windows on his computer around. I stared at his ass. I’m not the biggest fan of guy’s asses. But I couldn’t stop thinking about the hole I could shove my dick in. I wondered if he’s ever played with his ass before. What kind of porn was he into? Did he ever eat his cum like I did?
Phil turned back to me confused. “Can you take a look?”
I came back to reality and scanned his code. It was simple. I could fix it in a few minutes. It would probably take him a day. “Doesn’t seem too bad.”
Phil arched an eyebrow, “You know how to fix it?”
I shrugged.
Phil took a seat and seemed to be gathering his thoughts. I leaned against the far wall that I shared with him.
“I really need to get this right. My metrics are shit. Mike is barely keeping his head above water. I need this.”
I wasn’t expecting begging. The poor puppy dog finally fucked up one too many times. I had an idea.
I tried to act as annoyed as I could. “I just had a bunch of shit drop on me from Bill for next week. What I’m going to do is tell you what you need to do for this. Next week, you are my bitch. I let management know you helped me and it gets you some brownie points, got it?”
Phil seemed to be thinking it through.
“Your other option is accept your losses and start updating your resume. Now I can’t just save your job. But I can help.”
Phil nodded. I sent him an old set of code I used to solve something similar in the past. It would still take him a couple of hours to figure it out, but he would be in my debt. It was almost lunch. I checked on Carol to clarify something. Her office was empty. I looked down the hall and Bill had turned on his tinted windows. I closed Carol’s door and sat at her desk. She was sucking Bill’s dick right now. I pulled my dick out of my panties and let it hang down my leg. I hid my legs under the desk. I reached down and stroked my cock a few times. I was able to see Bill’s walls and they were still blacked out. I couldn’t cum, but I might be able to edge under the desk until Carol came back. I bet Bill could only last a few minutes in Carol’s mouth. I thought about Carol’s large tits. I thought about her pussy. Did she have a red bush? Did she wax? Shave? How did she taste?
Fuuuuuck. I felt a drop of pre-cum fall onto the floor. The door burst open and Dani strolled in. My hands shot off my dick and it bounced up and hit the bottom of Carol’s desk.
Dani seemed embarrassed, “Oh sorry, I didn’t know anybody was in here.”
“No need to apologize. I was just waiting for Carol.”
“Oh,” Dani seemed to be choosing her next words carefully. “I wouldn’t expect her until after lunch. Her meetings with Bill can take a while.”
I checked the time. “That would almost be two hours.”
Dani paused again, “He likes to be very thorough.”
I gave a confused look.
“Financial records. It takes them a while to make sure all the numbers add up.”
Dani dropped off a stack of paper on the desk and turned to leave.
“Hey, Dani?”
“Yeah, Julia?”
“Does Bill ever have you look over the financials?”
The look on her face said she understood that I now understood. “He’s asked before, but I informed him that it wasn’t part of my job description. Besides, I’m not really a numbers kind of girl. I bursa eskort prefer words, if you know what I mean.”
I wasn’t sure I was. But I think she was telling me she preferred the fairer sex. I never thought about the sexuality of most of the people in my office.
“That’s good.” I got up and walked to Dani and moved my mouth close to her ear. “If that old asshole ever asks you to suck his dick again, let me know.”
She slowly nodded. I stepped past her and leaned back into her. “You don’t get paid enough for that. And,” I looked her up and down. “You are way too hot for it.”
I wanted to look back and see her face, but I didn’t dare. My new cock gave me an increased sense of confidence. Lunch was mostly uneventful. I made quick work of a salad and walked back into the office. Dani gave me a shy smile when I walked in. Phil was focused on trying to understand the instructions I gave him. Mike was munching on a bag of potato chips talking about how hot the actresses on some reality show were.
“Julia!” The chips sprayed everywhere.
I ignored him and sat back in my cubicle.
“My boy here couldn’t come to lunch because he said he’s too busy helping you out. Now I think that means you owe me a meal.”
I sat back, turned towards him and crossed my legs. A million thoughts ran through my head. Mike was pretty good looking. He worked out every day. I knew this because he talked about it every morning. I didn’t really find him that attractive, but I had plans. I said nothing. I gave Mike a look. I curled a finger. Mike leaned in and loudly swallowed his mouthful of chips.
“I’m so sorry. I guess I could give you something to eat.”
Mike just blinked. I leaned in and traced the top of my cleavage with a finger.
“Are you hungry Mike?”
I uncrossed my legs. I could feel my cock starting to stiffen.
“Do you see something you’d like to eat, Mike?”
I started to think he’d had a stroke. I reached out and grabbed his bag of chips and placed them on the desk. Out of the corner of my eye I could see an audience. Phil’s eyes were peaking over the short wall. I heard Mike swallow, loudly.
“Since I owe you, I’m going to make it up to you. I want you to go to the ladies room. You care going to go into the last stall and wait for me to knock. It might be 30 seconds, it might be an hour. But when I do I’m going to give you something to eat and you care going to eat it, gladly. Do you understand?”
Mike shook back to reality. “You are fucking with me.”
I shrugged and turned back around, “Only one way to find out.”
Mike left and I didn’t see where he went. Phil popped around the corner.
“Were you serious?”
I kept working, “Phil, people like Mike are assholes. They are just a different type of bully. Bullies don’t expect you to respond. They want to be an asshole and never get called on their bullshit. Well, I’m sick of it.”
Phil forced out the question he really wanted the answer to, “But. Are you. Going to let him eat your pussy?”
This caused me to turn around. “Let him?”
I stood up. “Mike is not going to be eating my pussy.”
Phil’s eyes went wide, “Your … ass?”
I could help myself from laughing. This seemed to embarrass Phil and he went back to his cubicle and sat down. I sighed and walked over to him. I bent over, placed an arm on his shoulder, another on his chest and my mouth right next to his ear.
“Mike will not be eating my ass either. He’s going to suck my dick and swallow my cum.”
Phil tried to turn his head but I grabbed it and wouldn’t let him. “I don’t understand. You’re a dude?”
“That’s not very inclusive of you Phil. I’m a futanari Phil. I’ve got a pussy. An asshole. And a cock.”
“No. No, way.”
“I know right? The problem with being a futanari is that you get horny all the fucking time. Just sitting in my chair and working, I’m thinking about sex. Now, nobody knows this. But I’m kind of tired of being the butt of your guys jokes and weird sexual fantasies. I’m going to go to the little girls room and deal with Mike. He’s going to be embarrassed by it and probably won’t tell you. He MIGHT even say that he did eat my pussy. But I want you to know that when he comes back, his belly will be filled with my futa cum. Do you understand?”
I could see the sweat falling down his forehead. The poor guy might get an aneurysm. I walked past Dani, winked, and headed to the bathroom. I locked the door the moment I got in. Mike’s foot was tapping on the floor and echoing around the bathroom. I knocked on his stall door, it clicked and opened. The cocky confident Mike was gone. He almost looked like he was going to vomit.
“I…I…” he tried to get something out.
I closed the stall door behind me and locked it.
“Don’t worry, I don’t need you to talk.”
“I..I..I have a girlfriend.”
I laughed. “Does she know that you fantasize about your coworker?”
He shook his head.
“Well don’t worry Mike. I don’t want to date you. I’m just here to fill your belly.”
He was breathing particularly hard now.
I bursa escort started to pull up my skirt.
“Wait,” he held out a hand, “You aren’t going to like piss on me or something, right?”
“Would you like me too?”
Mike seemed to be contemplating his answer.
“Holy shit Mike, you are into watersports?”
“NO! I mean, I don’t know. Either way, I don’t really want to get pissed on at work.”
I pushed his hand down, “Mike, I’m not going to piss on you.”
This relieved him. Men have the craziest and worst imaginations possible. Mike leaned back on the toilet and waited for the rest of the show. I obliged. I pulled up my skirt more and my cock got caught up in it. He could now see most of my thighs and he started to relax. And then my dick flopped out.
“What the fuck?”
My veiny half mast dick was now in full display of another person. Six inches of pure sex. I grabbed it and stroked it. Mike wasn’t moving. He was staring at it. Fascinated. Entranced.
“Come and get your meal Mike.”
“I don’t … “
“What?”
“Suck guys dicks.” He said it so slowly I didn’t even believe that. But I threw him a bone anyway.
“I’m not a guy Mike. I’m a futanari. I’ve got both.” I lifted up my spongy meat and pushed up my balls. I could feel how moist my pussy was. My heat was radiating.
“See Mike? I’ve still got a pussy. Now open your mouth.”
Mike sat still. Fine. I’m willing to do the work. I moved forward until I could feel his breath on my tip. I took the next few inches and it touched his lips. He moved back, only a little. Pre-cum connected my cock to his lips. He licked. He closed his eyes. Oh, he was ready. I pushed forward, connecting with his lips again. Mike opened and I plunged it in. A warm mouth felt so good on my cock. Mike kept his eyes closed, savoring it or trying to imagine it was something else. I didn’t care. I let the moment hang. Then I felt his tongue trace my head. I started slow. Last night I basically forced my cock into my mouth, but I didn’t want to get overzealous. My cock moved a few inches in and out. I kept the head inside. When it got close to coming out I could feel Mike try and suck me back in. Oh, he was into it. I picked up my pace.
I could see the spit starting to coat my dick. I pushed more into his mouth each time. Last night I could only get the head in. Today I was getting a real blowjob.
“Oh fuck Mike. Yes.”
I could hear him mumble something on my dick. I pulled it out with a loud POP.
“What was that Mike?”
“Put your dick back in my mouth Julia.”
I didn’t need to be told twice. He engulfed my cock again. A hand came up and started to stroke me. Another went to my balls and massaged. I’m getting a sneaking suspicion that this wasn’t the first time he had done this. Mike’s hand was coated in his spit and my pre-cum and slathered it along my shaft. I braced myself by putting my hands on either side of the stall. This man was making my legs weak.
“You are so good at this. I honestly thought it would take more work, but you really like sucking my cock don’t you?”
He moaned. I moaned. Fuck, it felt good. Mike put both hands on my shaft and started stroking. His hands were a blur. He was licking and sucking. I was getting close. I pulled all the way out again and he gasped for air. I lifted up my cock and laid it on his face. He was nibbling and kissing it.
“I’m going to fuck your mouth now Mike.” He moaned.
“I’m going to treat your mouth like a pussy and I’m going to cum in it. Is that okay?”
“Oh, fuck yes.”
I dragged my slimy cock down his face until it was against his lips again and he inhaled it. He brought his hands up to stroke it again and I pushed them away. I grabbed his head with both my hands and I fucked his mouth. I treated his lips like a pussy and I fucked it for all I was worth. I could get almost half my cock down his throat. My cock slid in and out of his lips. I was moaning at the feeling and my impending explosion. Mike was now bracing himself by putting his hands on the walls of the stall.
“This isn’t going to be the last time I’m going to be fucking your mouth Mike. It’s just too fucking good. But I just can’t get it all in there yet. I want you to get a dildo and start practicing at home.”
He moaned.
“If you need help, you can ask your girlfriend for advice. Is she good as sucking dick?”
He moaned.
“Maybe she can suck my dick too. Would you like that Mike?”
I could feel the vibration on my dick from all the moaning. I was close. The idea of Mike and his girlfriend double teaming my cock sent me overboard.
“Here it comes Mike. Are you ready?”
He nodded.
“You better swallow it all. I don’t want a drop on the floor.”
I pulled out and then shoved it back in and held it. I could feel my dick pulsing and then it started.
“I’m cumming!”
I stared Mike right in the eyes and they opened wide when the first spurt went down his throat. The second and his eyes rolled back into his head. The third and he was trying to swallow as much as he could. The fourth and it started to dribble down his chin. He scooped it up with his finger and wrapped his hand around my cock to milk it. My last rope of jism erupted and he was able to gulp it down. I pulled out and he laid back on the toilet. The tent in the front of his pants had a dark spot.