As long as I can remember, I've been into futa. But I just can't summon any interest in butt stuff, whether giving or receiving. That's where tonight's prompt comes in.

You're sweet. Truly a ray of sunshine that lights up every room with your infectious laugh and rosy-cheeked beauty. A curvy body draped in a flowery sundress draws the eye, attracting many a man with their eye on the deep scoop of your collar, fantasising about those boobs bouncing when they have their way with you.

I'm the only one who knows why you reject them all. It's not just that we're an exclusive couple - you never let them come near even before we met. No, the truth is that your chest isn't the only thing that's big, heavy and bouncy under your floaty dress.

You came to the conclusion a long time ago that your dating pool was very limited, especially as you had no interest in putting your dick anywhere other than a nice mouth. You didn't like women in that way, so that was out. Most men wouldn't want a futanari for a girlfriend, so that shrunk your options considerably. Unfortunately, the Venn diagram of ‘men who would date a futa’ and ‘men who are total submissives and want to get their ass blown out’ is almost a perfect circle.

Almost.

Through some quirk of fate, you met me: Alex. Six foot one, broad-shouldered, quiet and a little nerdy. Very little of the cocky male energy that turned you off from most men, yet with a protective streak that lit an unexpected fire in you. And best of all, when I accidentally found out about your anatomy, I didn't freak out or bend over.

That night, you learned that you could, indeed, cum from your pussy and your cock at the same time. With my dick buried deep inside you and my hand skilfully pumping your shaft, I watched in proud awe as you writhed and whimpered, ample hips jerking as you splattered your own torso with ridiculous amounts of cum, while simultaneously squirting like a firehose all over me.

I loved it.

Bending down and smearing your cum further into your skin with my bare, broad chest, I looked into your eyes and asked if it was okay to kiss you as I came inside.

And that was just the beginning.

Now we're inseparable, a totally normal couple to outside observers. You finally feel free and encouraged to dress as femininely and comfortably as you want to, knowing you have a man who's going to be driven wild by it.

A man who will hike up your sundress to lick your dripping slit and stroke your equally slippery cock for you after a long, tease-filled walk in the bush.

A man who will drag you to the shower and press your tits against the glass while he fucks a series of harsh, steamy orgasms out of you.

A man who will cuddle and make out with you without a single trace of restraint, pulling you into his arms and lovingly stroking you off while he kisses you and whispers sweet encouragement to you.

A man who adores you not in spite of your cock nor because of it, but including it - who accepts you as you are and takes you on erotic journeys you'd never imagined possible.

Kinks and limits and other info on my DPP profile. Drop me a line if any of this sounds like your speed. I know this isn't a pairing that gets a lot of interest here, but I'm still pretty selective with partners.

I kinda feel like it would be nice to start with the flirting, the awkward discovery, and the first night together - alternatively, just picking up when we're well in the swing of things could be nice too.