Tati's Irregular Day Ch. 02

Here's chapter 2! This one is more teasing, but the teasing stops next chapter, so y'all won't have to wait long for that. Tati gets to have her own fun with Izzy's cute friend, and Izzy comes to home to find that "fun" still going on.

Contains: futa on male, male on futa (briefly), hyper cock and cum excessiveness/inflation, cum all the way through, voyeurism, like kinda cuck but not really

Tags are for the story as a whole

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Happy reading :)

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"I like your room."

Doug and Tatiana sat at the end of her bed, pressed close together. They had rushed up to the bespectacled futanari's room on the second floor of the house, nearly tripping over each other in their rush; when they entered Tati's sanctuary, things once more took a turn for the awkward, their momentum broken by the change in location. Tati had led him to her bed right away, but as soon as they sat down together, neither found it in themselves to make another move and reignite the passion they'd shared.

Like he had when he was first taken to Isabella's bedroom the week before, Doug took his time in studying Tatiana's, now marveling at how different the two sisters were. Unlike Izzy, Tati didn't seem to have a preferred aesthetic, and her room was a mix of different styles and possessions. There weren't nearly as many posters on her walls, and the ones that she did have hung up were of the video game and media variety; Doug figured she was actually a fan of what was displayed on the decor and he found that they had even more in common than just the show they'd both seen.

Tatiana's room was also clean, which was a nice change from Izzy's. The brown-carpeted floor was spotless, her desk was free of clutter, and there weren't piles of dirty clothes and books everywhere. Quite the opposite from Isabella's. All of Tati's books were neatly lined up on a plasterboard, white bookcase. Her desk was in proper order, possessing two monitors and a glowing keyboard, and what appeared to be a custom-made computer sitting under it. Against the opposite wall rested a smaller television than the one in the living room, several consoles and stacks of games placed under it.

Even the bed they were sitting on together was made, the banana-yellow sheets tucked into the corners, the pillows fluffed and orderly, a stuffed animal in the shape of a round, spherical elephant sitting between them. A ceiling fan whirred above them, though its light wasn't shining; a window behind the bed was left open to let the rays of the Sun illuminate the room naturally, its sheer, white curtains fluttering from the slight, Summer breeze. Doug had to admit he liked Tati's room more than Izzy's, partially because it resembled his own.

"Oh thanks. Uh, I know it's kind of plain compared to my sisters."

"No! It's cool! I'm guessing you're a gamer?"

"Yep! Always have been!" Tati smiled, feeling a bit more ease despite the lingering horniness welling through her, "When we were kids one of our cousins brought over his GameSphere and let us play it, and I've been hooked ever since. I basically spend all my allowance on parts for my computer and new games!"

"Damn that's awesome. You built that yourself? I might need some pointers!"

"I don't think I'd mind that," she giggled, rubbing the side of Doug's arm, "maybe we can play together online sometime!"

"That would be really cool..."

Doug leaned over towards Tatiana.

"...but, um, first-"

He took Tati's face in his soft hands once more, drawing her into another kiss, one the young futa was more than happy to return. They picked right back off from where they'd left off, more comfortably than the first time around, immediately sinking their tongues into each other's mouths. Tatiana twisted her body for a better angle, fists pulling at the sheets around her thighs, her legs crossed in a lady-like manner that betrayed the true reasoning behind it; she was still unsure of herself when it came to matters of sexuality. Luckily, Doug hadn't attempted to snake a hand up her dress or anything of the sort, seemingly happy just to be kissing his host.

As they made out passionately, spit swiftly staining chins and lips, a small thought whispered in the back of Tatiana's mind. Izzy. Having been so caught up in her experiencing her first kiss with a boy she was growing to like more and more, she hadn't even considered the fact that Doug was her sister's lover - but now she was. The part of her brain that always encouraged her to be a good sibling was telling her what she was doing was wrong, but the lust-controlled section yelled at her to not stop, to enjoy this new experience to its fullest. And it was becoming readily apparent that that was winning out over her moral, logical center.

Tatiana had to consider, after all, if Isabella would even care. Sure she'd hooked up with Doug first, and was the reason he was even here in the first place, but it's not like they were dating; while she'd already known this, Doug pretty much confirmed it during their earlier conversation. Her sister was always teasing her for not 'getting some' all the time anyway, and if she found out that Tatiana had actually managed to sleep with someone she might actually be proud of her little sister! The thought made Tati giddy, and just helped reassure her that what she was doing was not bad.

Besides, there was always the chance that Isabella would never find out about this little tryst!

Letting her baser urges control her actions, Tatiana grabbed at the hem of Doug's Polo, pulling it up over his slim stomach; he instantly started to help her remove the shirt, apparently very eager to take his unexpected hook up to the next level. The pair paused their lip-locking for just a moment as Doug slipped off his top and tossed it onto the floor, Tati's eyes on the young man the entire time. She couldn't help but let out an appreciative pur as he undressed, admiring his skinny, pale physique; Tatiana didn't know what it was about Doug's figure, but she knew she liked it a lot.

Returning to the kiss, Tatiana roamed her fingers across Doug's torso, relishing in the feeling of his warm skin in her hands. Doug moaned and nuzzled himself closer to her, his hands going to her own stomach; though he didn't try to undress her like she had him, he still felt up her petite frame through her thin dress. Tati tried not to feel too self-conscious when he cupped her bra-clad breasts, the knowledge that he'd already been with her much bustier sister lingering in her skull. This would soon be forgotten - along with the rest of her worries - when the blonde boy began to grope her modest chest, his clumsy touch pleasant and cautious.

The more he felt her up, the hotter Tatiana grew. It was getting harder and harder to control her libido, her legs clenched together so tightly it was almost painful, her awakening member bucking against the underside of her knees as it attempted to erect itself. In her lust-filled state, Tati found herself going to the buckle on Doug's belt next, a surprising amount of confidence guiding her actions; Tati had never done anything like this before, yet here she was trying to strip Doug like she was someone much more confident. Someone like Izzy.

Once again Doug aided her fumbling fingers. Lifting his bubbly behind off the bed, he finished undoing his belt and slid his jeans to the floor, still making out with Tatiana throughout the act. She peeked her eyes open when she heard his pants crumple to the ground, darting them down to view his nearly-nude body; her dark brown orbs practically popped out of their sockets when they landed on his boxer-covered crotch, the black fabric already tented with his erection. Tatiana made a move to grab at his alluring bulge, until something made her freeze up and all together halt.

It was Doug's own hand sliding down her stomach towards her groin!

"W-Wait!" She half-yelled in a panic, yanking herself away from Doug, "H-Hold on a second."

"What? Oh fuck, I'm sorry Tatiana!" Doug apologized like he had in the living room, his arms jerking away from her, "I-I just thought that-"

"No, no, it's okay. I... I want this to happen, it's just..."

"Just what? I, um, I already know you're a futanari - I promise I won't get freaked out or anything!"

He let out a half-hearted chuckle, trying to ease the tense situation.

"I know, and it's not that." Tatiana blushed and turned away from him, her hands buried in her lap, "Well, it's mostly not that. I-It's just that I haven't ever done anything like this before. I'm kind of nervous, sorry."

"Oh! M-My bad. We, um, we can stop if you want. Sorry, I didn't mean to rush you or anything."

"No! Stay, please. Just... let me do it, please."

Doug smiled at her.

"That's fine by me, Tatiana. Take all the time you need."

"Thank you, you're um, really sweet Doug," she stammered, looking at him over her shoulder, "I really like you and I'm sorry I freaked out."

"It's okay! And I... I like you too, Tatiana. You're really cool and cute."

"You are too."

Tatiana took a deep breath and nodded to herself.

"Okay, um, here I go."

She stood up - but not before bending over and stealing another kiss from Doug - and stepped into the center of the room, keeping her back turned to the young man. Tatiana grinned at him shyly, using his lust-filled, wide-eyed gaze as the last bit of encouragement she needed to go through with this whole thing. Trying to relax, she reached behind her neck and undid the tie that kept her dress up; slowly, she peeled it down her body, baring her alabaster torso and white bra straps to Doug. Rapid breaths followed as she moved her fingers to her support-garments hooks, and she undid them with as much grace as she was capable of mustering.

When the hooks were unclasped, she slid it off her arms and tossed it to the side, immediately covering her chest with her hands; unlike her sister, Tatiana possessed a bust on the more average side, her breasts a small handful each and topped with tiny, pink nipples. She twisted her torso around to give Doug a glimpse of her nude abdomen, watching his reaction hopefully - and his reaction was exactly what she wanted to see! Doug's eyes were glued to her perky tits, and she caught him licking his lips at the sight of the eraser-sized nubs capping them. God he was hot!

Turning back around, Tatiana attempted to amp herself before moving onto the main event. Hands shaking, she reached under her dress, folding up the fabric at her stomach. Out of sight of Doug's eyes, she undid the restraint keeping her genitalia tied to her leg, cringing at the sound of the velcro loudly pulling away from itself; when her endowment first started to become an issue for the young futa, she approached her Moms one night to ask if they knew of anything to help her manage her unruly appendage. They presented her with the strap she wore now and a pointed look they shared between each other, one Tatiana never learned the meaning of.

Once it was off she snapped her legs together so as to not reveal anything to Doug yet, one of her palms filled by her bunched dress and the strap, her other holding her genitalia aloft. Somewhat awkwardly, Tatiana willed herself to continue, and she began to remove her clothing the rest of the way; when the restraint and her ankle-long covering were dropped to her feet - Tatiana having not bothered with panties - she shivered as the breeze coming from her bedroom window brushed across her nude figure. She paused before forcing herself to face Doug.

"O-Okay, here I go!"

Doug nodded at her though she couldn't see it, his eyes devouring her nude backside. She was so thin and petite, her figure presenting a pleasant contrast to Isabella's tougher, muscled and more curvaceous form. Though she kept her legs squeezed together throughout her undressing, Doug swore he caught a glimpse of Tatiana's other part, the one that everyone in her immediate family apparently possessed; and what little of it he did manage to see made his mouth water. Despite their differences, Tati looked as hung as her sister was! He could barely contain his excitement as the teenage futanari revealed herself to him.

Her skin was a nice shade of pale, delicate like a porcelain doll. While her ass was much smaller than Isabella's - the only other futanari he'd seen naked before - it was pert and shapely, popping out from above her thin thighs like a pair of small melons. Waist waifish and limbs wispy, Tatiana really was very tiny, and Doug found himself wondering if one of her parents was also similar in stature. Curly, dirty-blonde hair draping down her neck and the top of her spine, Tatiana was the image of feminine beauty to Doug, and his anticipation grew to near uncomfortable levels once she was facing him.

With a last, shaky exhale, she turned around, releasing everything she'd been holding, her eyes scrunched shut behind her glasses - the only thing she was still wearing at this point - as she showed herself off to Doug. What she couldn't see was his vision fixating on her breasts and slim stomach, his tongue once more sliding around his lips as he ogled her very suckable nipples; his eyes dropped lower and lower towards the main draw of the futa as he admired her smooth physique, until they nearly exploded from his skull when they fell onto her crotch. His breath caught in his throat as he tried to make sense of what he was witnessing.

Thump!

"D-Doug?" Tati asked, slowly opening her eyes after several pregnant moments without any response from the young man, "Is everything okay?"

"H-Holy shit..."

...

What the fuck was going on!?

Izzy was fuming! She was already in her next class - her second to last of the day - and still no one had responded to her texts! Not Tati, not Doug, not anyone! What in the hell was everyone doing that kept them too busy to talk to her? Tatiana hadn't told her she ordered the replacement onahole yet either, which just made her even angrier, and she couldn't even do anything about her rage in her current location! No, she was stuck in fucking school of all places for the next couple of hours, so any relaxation of the herbal variety or with her guitar would have to wait, and Isabella didn't like that at all.

The professor's words barely even reached her as she sat in quiet fury at her desk, the boring-as-hell old woman yammering on about some math equation or another; Isabella was so frustrated she didn't even want to try to look for someone else to help remedy her boredom. She just skulked and glared at those around her in between checking her phone. There weren't even any parties happening that night and no one that wanted to hang out later, nothing that could help her get through this incredibly long day. Izzy drummed her unused pencil against her unopened notebook over and over again, her leg shaking rapidly against her chair.

And fucking Tatiana!? She was the one person that shouldn't have been ignoring her! Izzy was now doubting that her sister ever planned on ordering the sex toy in the first place; it wasn't like her really, the futanari did have to consider. Maybe Tati just didn't have the money for it - the custom-designed onahole was pretty expensive! Regardless, she would definitely have words for her sibling when she got home, ones that would be not as kind as they were in their previous confrontations. That only brought Izzy further fury, knowing that she wouldn't even have her preferred-outlet available to satiate her needs when she got out of class.

Given her current mood, whatever class she had next she might just ditch!

...

"O-Oh Doug! Your hands feel so good!"

Tatiana slipped her mouth off of Doug's member with a moan, momentarily breaking from giving her first ever blowjob. They were now both completely nude and stretched out across Tati's bed parallel with each other in a kind of sideways sixty-nine position, slightly leaning away from one another due to the elephant in the room between them. Nuzzling her bare face against Doug's cock, her glasses removed and set aside on her nightstand, Tatiana humped against her partner's body and hands, Doug stroking her endowment as she sucked his - though she couldn't exactly see him at this point in time.

After undressing and shyly exposing herself to Doug, things had progressively heated up between them, leading them to where they were now; at least it did after Doug got over his initial shock at discovering the breadth of size Tatiana possessed. While she wasn't exactly sure why he seemed so stunned by what she had between her legs - he already knew she was a futanari, after all - she had practically torn off his boxers as soon as she could, ignoring his paralyzed state. Though Doug's own package was nothing like hers, Tatiana instantly fell in love with its shape and form, and, throwing all caution to the wind, had pounced on him.

After more saliva-tinged making out, she grabbed his steely member and began to give it slow strokes, her handling of Doug's cock clumsier than either of them had expected it to be; she just wasn't used to masturbating an appendage that was so much smaller than her own! But the difference in their endowments didn't matter to Tati, and she put her all into making the cute, blonde boy feel good, which led them to maneuvering into their current position on the bed. Doug, to Tati's delight, hadn't hesitated to return the act of physical affection, and she was now getting a handjob from someone other than herself!

"T-Thanks," Doug panted back from behind Tatiana's cock, his hands sliding up and down her incredible length, "your blowjob feels amazing! Are you, um, are you sure you've never done this before!?"

"Nope!" Tati giggled, giving the pink cockhead in front of her a long lick, lapping up the clear pre cum beading its slit, "No one except for myself!"

"A-Ah, right..."

Humping against Doug's fingers and his taller body, Tatiana went back to work orally-worshiping his cock, her lips suctioning onto the end of it. Doing the same things that she liked to do to herself, she used one hand to fondle his sack, bouncing his marble-sized testicles between her fingers; her own balls were cushioning both of their stomachs like a pair of hot, trembling pillows were stuffed between their abdomens. With her other she stroked the bottom half of his pale member, twisting her fist back and forth, her knuckles touching her plump lips when they met in the center of his appendage.

Tatiana found herself really enjoying giving her first blowjob. Doug's cock was just so much easier to handle than her own! She could only really fit her member in her mouth when she was completely soft, and it didn't take much time until sucking it became impossible; Doug's, however, was the perfect size. The way he involuntarily showed he enjoyed her ministrations made her hornier than she'd ever been - though his moans were letting her know he liked it anyway - his dick throbbing and leaking precum between her lips over and over again. His sperm had a unique flavor that was different from her own as well, which she also relished.