Albus's Fantasies: The New Mistress
#1 of Albus's Fantasies
The first of my fursona's sexual fantasies that I'm writing down
This is a record of some of the most satisfying sexual fantasies that I, Albus Kane, have had. Let's start with the ultimate one. WRITER'S NOTE: These are really mine, but that's kind of why the furry fantasies I've had I've designated "Albus's". My fursona almost feels like I'm looking at a reflection of myself through rose-tinted goggles, closer to my ideal self and with a furry theme, so that's kind of why. BACK TO THE STORY. She was the ULTIMATE musclegirl MILF futanari. Contrary to what you might expect, she's actually born with a fully-functioning male AND female reproductive system, which was once thought to be impossible. She was just that special, not just because she was the apex of hotness in my eyes.
She was almost two whole heads taller than me. She had tits almost the size of my head. She had hips that were more than twice as wide as her waistline. She was 45 years old, just about the perfect age if you ask me. She's been around long enough to be considered mature, but not enough to actually be considered "old". She had arm and leg muscles bigger than most men, and that was another one of the things that I found so appealing about her: distinctly masculine (and very much so), but distinctly female (and very well-endowed), exactly my preference. She had an ass that was perfectly toned so that it was large simply because of how muscular it was. That, coupled with, again, her "child-bearing hips" as some asshole from the 2010s I've been seeing more of on Youtube recently calls them, gave her ass the perfect shape. WRITER'S NOTE: Yes, that asshole from today is Onision. I remember him getting everything about furrydom wrong, only seeing the sexual side AND (Ask for proof in the comments and I will link to multiple videos) not understanding that part of anthropomorphization includes sentience, which means consent is possible. BACK TO THE NOT-MUCH-STORY-AT-ALL. She just had this perfect hourglass figure. She had rippling, rock-hard abs, too, that went perfectly with it. And then there was her massive, rock-hard, uncut lady-dick. Also, she was bi, just like me, so there's that. Nearly everything that she did screamed hypermasculinity and dominance. She was also beyond fucking wealthy, being a billionaire, because that's what I fantasized about her being. Then there was her incredibly high libido. She was also hypergamous, and I don't know why I find that hot, but I do. Her name was Talia Jane.
I was just nonchalantly strolling down the street. I walked past a cafe with outside seating. I was wearing the prettiest outfit I could find. After all, I self-identify as a "girly boy" (despite having a relatively small masculine side) and a "pretty boy", so why not dress the part? I mean, I look fucking ugly when I try and emphasize masculine traits on my body, but when I make my body more feminine, I just look hotter, at least from my point of view. WRITER'S NOTE: This is me right here. My thoughts exactly. BACK TO THE STORY. I went out in town wearing an outfit meant to just say "fuck me please" (assuming consent is granted; seriously. I've heard about people using outfits people wear to rationalize rape, and that is a major fucking no-no, you motherfuckers) to whomever I desired. I was wearing scarlet red high heels, having finally mastered the herculean task of walking in them. It was quite a pain in the ass just trying to get the fur on my legs short enough to pass as both genders easily, but then some grows back longer. The fishnet leggings helped me get over that. They also look really hot on me. I was wearing pink panties, and very tight-fitting ones, too. I was also wearing a miniskirt, and it was short even by miniskirt standards. I was wearing the prettiest, skimpiest, tightest-fitting pink bra that I could find online as well. I was also wearing a tank top that just barely covered more than my bra. I was also wearing red lipstick, making sure that it got people's attention. I even wore eyeliner, and no, it wasn't "guyliner". If you need to specify your gender when you talk about which beauty products you use (such as "male makeup"), then you will definitely not know the intensely liberating feeling of not being insecure in your masculinity. I got over it by, among other things, deliberately emasculating myself. WRITER'S NOTE: Also what I did. BACK TO THE STORY.]
Talia made the first move, getting all sexually aggressive, which was a major turn-on right from the start. She wouldn't stop catcalling me, shouting "Oh, hey! Pretty boy! You looking to get fucked by a guy with a thing for men in drag, or were you maybe looking for me?! I got this nice musclegirl shemale MILF body right here, so come on and gimme some of that sweet teen boy-ass!" She seriously knew I was 19, and I liked that. Then she started following me. Her catcalling sexually aroused me, as it always does, not even just when hotties do it. It also helped my body image a lot. I don't get what kind of problems people have with catcalling. Thus, I was just about fine with her following me. She met me face-to-face right outside my apartment. I lived in a one-bedroom low-income apartment. WRITER'S NOTE: That is where I'm worried about living once I move out of my mom's house, which is one reason why I want to live in a furry house. Another is that I'll have people I don't partially hate to interact with regularly IRL instead of just online. BACK TO THE STORY. I worked as a cashier at a fucking no-name fast food joint. I was broke and in debt. But then she offered me a deal. She gave me a contract to sign. She would care for and protect me, and buy me nice things. In exchange, I satisfy all of her sexual and emotional needs. When I thought about how shitty my life was, and how awesome the life she promised me sounded, and felt like in my head as I imagined it, I couldn't help but sign that contract instantaneously.]
Then we went back to her house. It was large even by mansion standards. There were exquisite furnishings of all kinds all around, from fancy furniture with precious metals and crystals incorporated into the designs, to detailed and beautiful murals all across the walls, to the chandeliers so precisely made and with such eloquent designs that they could be art The architecture was also wonderful. The staircases, ceilings and floors were perfectly-polished marble. The arched ceilings went wonderfully with the chandeliers, and the staircases looked like something from Naboo from Star Wars, they were so elegantly crafted, with so many fine details and a mesmerizingly precise pattern to the spiral staircases.
Then we got to her bedroom She said that I was to stay there unless she allowed otherwise. Then le fucking began. She pulled off her shirt, then her pants, then her bra, and finally, her boxers, since panties and briefs didn't work with how well-endowed she was. Then she forcefully pulled down my panties The next thing she did was tackle me down to the bed. She lied down on me in such a way that my face was right in between her tits. Then she slammed her crotch onto mine and off of it, repeating the process, slamming my cock in and out of her soaking wet vagina. She yelled at me, ordering me to drink the milk from her tits. I did just that, savoring the delicious taste. Her vag was basically a waterfall at that point. She started moaning and groaning in pleasure. Her voice was deep, but still clearly female. Then she came. "Uhhh ohhhhh AAAAH YES YES NNNNH HAAAAH!!!" as she writhed in pleasure, squirming around, and her pussy squirted clear liquid all over the area around it.
Then, she got off of me and ordered me "Present your ass to me". I did just that, turning so that it faced her, and shaking it a little bit. "NOW BEND OVER!" she barked at me, and then I did exactly what I was told to. Then she rammed her massive cock into my ass, and started pounding it as rough and as hard as she could. It hurt a lot, but it felt so fucking good that I didn't mind at all. We both started moaning loudly in pleasure. Then she was on the verge of coming. "Nnnnngh shit I'm gonna ohhh uhhh UUUUUUNNNGGGHH!!!" as an ocean of white cum poured into my asshole, inflating it just a little bit. She pulled her dick out, and semen just poured right out.
Then she told me to pull my panties back up, and I did just that. The next thing she did was order me to get on my knees, and I complied. She grabbed my head and shoved it right into her crotch. She ordered me to give her cunnilingus. I started sucking on her clit, moving my tongue up and down between the netherlips, and tickling the G-spot with my tongue. Then there was an unexplained salty taste in my mouth. I then realized that she was pissing in my mouth. Some of it ran down my face and down my body, pooling on the floor. Her orders were then to drink it as it came into my mouth. I readily complied. Then she hit another orgasm. "NNHHH NNNNNGH AAAAUUGH OH MY GOOOOOD YESSS YES YES SHIT FUCK HAAAAH haaah hhh ooooh ohhhh...." as gallons of clear lady-spooge squirted right onto my face.
She finally ordered me to stand up and start jacking off so that I might finally cum. Yet again, I happily complied. She pulled out a video camera and said "This video's for myself when I can't just fuck you right away." She then started recording, and I jacked off my uncut dick for her viewing pleasure. "UUUUUUNNNNGGHGHHHGH!!!" and I finally blew my massive load. A lot of the cum made it onto my face. After that, we just took a nap for a while.