Living with a futa - Male/Futa

Hey all

A Christmas story for everyone! I've wanted to write again for a long time but had a hard time getting...time actually. But better late than never. So here's a start on a new series I hope to continue for a good while yet.

I'm aiming for a more romantic approach on this one too. So expect feelings and stuff! But I hope you would like it. There never can be enough male on futa. :12:

Content: No sex - pure intro.

Dating a futa

I might be inclined to believe in Santa after all. Because I do believe that my wish has been granted and with more than wished for. It never was a spoken wish I carried. It has been sleeping beside my heart in a lustful little cocoon. Teasing me in my dreams.

I never expected it to be fulfilled because such things were just not possible. Or so I believed. And the world too. It will be my little secret. The names I write here are fictional. I just have to write about it because I know I’m not the only one with such a wish. It’s a wish of lust - but filled with love. Or the other way around.

It was a cold December night - sorry about that cliché. But it really was. I wasn’t able to spend Christmas with the family because they had traveled to Australia for their winter vacation, and I had suddenly run into temporarily economic trouble that prevented me to come with them. So, I had a lonely Christmas Eve to look forward to. They had left the night before and with only 3 more days to the big day of Family fun, I was feeling a tad sad about not being able to celebrate it with the ones I love.

And I had no girlfriend of my own. She left me for a travelling organic food consultant.

”I need to find myself again. And Dave is so close to nature and Earth that I must do this. I’m sorry, but I have to.” Bah!

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