You love getting fucked. Nothing makes you feel more fulfilled than getting eagerly manhandled onto your back, your legs spread roughly apart, and your tight, gorgeous little pussy stuffed until it's overflowing. You give excellent, enthusiastic head, swallowing cock with a hunger rarely seen and milking it with skilled lips and tongue, only to bend over and offer yourself again, so turned on by the act of submission that you're practically dripping already.

You would be the perfect little cumslut in everyone's estimation if it weren't for the leaky package between your legs, which gets rock hard when a cock slides inside you and rapidly spurts forth a frankly embarrassing amount of cum. As it stands, you have a limited appeal.

Most guys who want a futanari want to be bent over and pegged.

Most guys who want a sweet, needy and submissive cumslut go for regular women without dicks.

Luckily, I'm not most guys.

"Cum for me."

"Huh?" you whimpered, dumbfounded. You'd spent the last five minutes desperately trying not to do just that.

"I can see you want to, you naughty girl. Don't hold back, let it out," I urged gently, slowing down the pace of my thrusts to look you in the eye.

"I'm… I'm gonna make a mess!" you warned, your voice tremulous and nervy even as your legs wrapped around my waist. "Please, don't look!"

I did you one better - or worse, depending on your perspective. Halting my deep, sensual strokes, I left my cock buried in you to the hilt while I straightened up and grabbed your twitching, precum-drooling shaft where it bounced helplessly between us. Stroking it swiftly, I relished the heat and stickiness of your flesh. "Cum for me. I want to blow my load inside you while you shoot yours all over yourself."

Apparently that was too much for you, as you convulsed, seemingly trying to fold your body in half as a harsh, shameful moan tore itself from your lips. Your cock pumped in my hand, splashing thick ropes of semen all over your bare stomach and chest, so hot it almost sizzled where it landed.

"That's a good girl," I whispered. "More."

"H-huh?!" you whimpered, still writhing and leaking fat pearls of cum onto your abdomen.

Leaning down to swipe my broad tongue across your freshly splattered breast, I slurped up a measure of your premature cum. Letting out a soft murmur of satisfaction as I worked it around my mouth and swallowed it, I looked you dead in the eyes and licked my lips. "I know you've got more for me." My voice was low, soft and teasing as I reached down to caress the hairless balls that bulged beneath your cock, pressed against my stomach while my own shaft remained inside you, burning hot and stretching you pleasurably. "You can do better than that."

"O-oh."

"And I'm gonna milk you dry. You're gonna cum for me until you can't cum any more. Will you do that for me?"

"Oh… yes please." Your voice sounded unsteady, but the rich blush in your cheeks and the eager sparkle in your eyes told me I'd struck gold.

"Good girl," I murmured, leaning down to cut off your plaintive whimper with a soft, tender kiss. Between our bodies, I felt your cock jump and spurt again from the gentleness and praise, another load of hot semen splattering onto my stomach as well as yours.

After breaking the kiss, you glanced somewhat shyly up at me as your chest rose and fell, your arms looped around my neck as I propped myself up on the pillows. "Can I really… cum as much as I want?" you asked hesitantly, still not quite believing it.

"All that and more," I purred, revelling in the feeling of your second shot dripping off my skin and spattering you further. "Give me every drop you've got."

By way of response, you tensed up and shuddered, your cock letting out yet another sticky mess.

You get the picture. Lots and lots of cum. Let's get kinda unrealistic here. I'm not talking bathtubs, but… there might be a pint or two by the time I'm done with you. The idea is basically that you're so sensitive - to touches, teases, words, kisses, everything - that if you don't keep an ironclad lid on your discipline, you basically start ejaculating and don't stop. I'd like to be the first person to come along who encourages you to shoot your load as fast and as messily as you can.

Requirements: looking for sweet, submissive and full-package futas. That means no bratty subs, no tops/doms and no questionable anatomy.

Negotiable things: our characters (references more than welcome), their relationship to each other, how this coupling came to pass, and what happens next.

Kinks: cum, loads and loads of cum. Specifically, making you ejaculate prematurely all over yourself, making a mess of your body, face, clothes, etc, and me. Snowballing, mouth play, kissing in general. Teasing, light humiliation, romance. Groping, breast/nipple play, semi-public scenes (making you cum in your panties and the like). Light, sweet dom/sub dynamics. I lean dominant but I'm all about teasing, praise and reinforcement. Pushing you out of your comfort zone a little and then rewarding you for it. I like lingerie and clothing play (sliding hands underneath it, making you cum all over it, that sort of thing). Probably plenty more, so just ask if something's not listed. Monster girls and various fantasy/scifi elements are always fun to include if you'd like, though I primarily envisioned this as a casual slice of life.

Limits: anal (it does nothing for me in either direction, which is why I emphasise the full package futa requirement), cruelty, violence, non-con, drugs, bathroom play, furry.

I am 28 and strongly prefer partners in my 'Tinder swipe range' - roughly 24 to 34. I'm also a teacher so I'm very not cool with scenes built around students or other unbalanced power dynamics.