Life of a Dominant Futanari

Life of a Dominant Futanari Chapter 4: Second Day at School

After picking up some milk, I got home hid my bags in my room before placing the milk in the fridge. My body was awake as I laid in bed. I thought of Crystal with a giant smile and couldn't get over my excitement. Her pussy was amazing, and the primal release of my basic instincts made me feel great.

That was in contrast to the worry I had for tomorrow towards my morning interaction with Jake. I got up from my bed and put on some chill electronic music to try and fall asleep. I do not know how much longer it took, but I woke up in the morning full of energy. My alarm blared, and the music had stopped at some point. I sat up with a smile, knowing that things were going to happen today. I got up from my bed in my usual state of dress when sleeping; Naked. I still had some energy coursing through my body, and my cock was hard with morning wood.

I sighed at my plight and started to stroke my shaft remembering Crystal's tight pussy. I took my time and turned on some porn when that didn't take me all the way, and felt empty looking at porn too. I wanted to dominate some fucking ass! I stood up, annoyed at my erection since I couldn't get into a jack-off session. I was hot and bothered, so I stepped into a shower. I let the water pour down on me and warmed up under the heat. I then blasted myself with cold water, instantly waking me up, and my erection went away with a grunt.

Still, the problem was solved, and I picked up my phone that was flashing the rare sign of notification. I unlocked it and noticed a text from a number and a missed call. I took the number and put it under Crystal's name before reading it.

Crystal: Hey, this is Crystal from the fun last night :D

Just sending you this text to let you know that you owe me another ride. That was amazing, and I never felt that way from sex before. I know you probably have a boyfriend that you will sissify at some point, but I am sure he would enjoy some Cuckold since he is a sissy.

I don't know your relationship, though, so I sent you this text after realizing it. I feel like a girl looking for a second date, but I am seriously trying not to furiously masturbate at work right now and wait till I get home.

Let me know, Okay? (sent @ 2:41am)

I smirked reading that, and I decided to play it cool. I would visit her soon, but I had other things to do. I turned to the bags, and I realized that I needed somewhere to hide them. I was about to come up with an elaborate plan that I am sure would make me forget where I put them when I realized that they were supposed to go inside Jake. I would then not have to worry about them, and he would. I smirked and stopped myself from facepalming.

I began to pack my bag for school as I heard footsteps moving towards the kitchen. I smiled, knowing my mother was cooking me a nice meal, and I felt soft inside how much my mother does for me. I learned how to cook myself, but at least three times a week, my mother woke up early to cook me breakfast and lunch. She was an idiot when it came to things like violence, but now that I am in the tough spot I am currently in, I realized that I was the dumb one. I swiftly put it into the back of my mind as my resolve was not that easily shaken. I went to my closet and put on my workout clothes, and grab my school uniform.

I stuffed it all into my bag before I moved to the door. I put down my bag and second-checked everything, and I had everything, including the extra items for Jake. I brought my gear upstairs to the kitchen, and I sat with my mother as she cooked a large meal for me. What I ate alone could feed both my dad and my mother with some leftovers. She placed the plate of finished food in front of me.

"Thanks, Mom. You know I can cook myself, right?" I said for the thousandth time.

"Honey, I know you are an independent girl, but let me be honest with you." She said, looking into my eyes with a serious expression. "You are my little girl, no matter how much you fight it. You are just that, The little girl that I can dote on. Your father and I want you to know we love you with our actions no matter how much you brush it off. One day moments where I can lovingly cook you a meal will be gone. You will be gone from this house. You will be in college or university, and I will not be able to do these things for you. Let me be selfish and do these things for you. No questions asked." She finished, and I nodded.