My first futanari sex story on this website!

Story by Jikoku

Below is my first attempt at posting a futanari story on this website.

Hope you futanari fans enjoy!

Tags: Futa/Male

“The Empress’ Mansion”

By Rpgingmaster

Part 1: The Interview (Part 1)

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Right now, I’m on a bed, on my knees.

In front of me, standing beside the edge of the bed, is a naked newhalf girl named Ayumi, who is currently holding my head in a nuzzling motion with a hand covered in a white silk bridal glove while I suck off her currently engorged, pinkish cock as my face keeps coming into repeated contact with her white lace stocking covered thighs.

Behind me, a futanari girl is currently tossing her long emerald hair over her shoulder with one hand while the other is on my back, providing her support as her thick member thrusts in and out of my lubricant soaked ass, and as I continue to moan into the cock I’m currently blowing, hearing the sounds of Ayumi and the daughter of my current employer get off on fucking me, I, Souji Arisato, paused to reflect on how I got to this point.

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It all started shortly after I graduated from high school.

I had planned to enter my father’s accounting business as an office assistant, but when he couldn’t repay a loan he had made to a business investor named Takasa Gudori (who I later learned had ties to unsavory elements), he was forced to hand over most of his life savings and business capital as a down payment.

That, however, only paid off most of it, and even though the man who loaned the money died of a stroke before he could demand the rest, his widow informed my father that she still wanted the rest of the money, and since she wasn’t as harsh as her late (and apparently unmourned) husband had been, she made him an offer he couldn’t refuse.

Unlike her husband, who was a greedy bastard, the money he loaned was something she considered small potatoes, and she proposed a deal to my father.

The deal would erase the debt, give him back his money, and would even give him a little extra as long as my father agreed to one condition.

I was to work for her as a servant.

Otherwise, she’d follow her late husband’s wishes and play hardball.

As a result, since that seemed downright merciful, he jumped at the deal, and since my mother passed and I didn’t want to see my own father on the street (not to mention due to a recession jobs were scarce anyway), I agreed to work for her.

So, a week after the deal was made, some men in dark business suits came by in a car, told me to pack some changes of clothing, and after letting me say goodbye to my father, they drove me outside town to a large, Western style mansion.

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During the ride, none of the men in the car spoke to me, and being a little terrified of their brutish appearances, I didn’t speak to them.

Once we finally arrived at the mansion, a servant met us at the door, where the dark suits passed me off to the servant as another servant took my small suitcase. Once that was done, I was escorted inside to a small sitting room, where I was told to wait until the mistress wanted to see

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