The Futa Lovers of Club F (ePub)

Autumn felt completely lost after her lover betrayed her with another futa. But a chance gloryhole encounter at a female- and futa-only nightclub teaches her that love can be found in all sorts of crazy places!
THE FUTA LOVERS OF CLUB F is over 15,000 words of both romantic and hardcore sex between futanari, with a dash of hot threesome action thrown in for good measure.
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Autumn shivered with excitement. The coffee in her hands was cool, and she had barely taken a sip from it; all her focus was on the impending meeting. She wondered what Dashay would look like. Her brain wrestled with what to say. She desperately wanted everything to go well. She ran her hands nervously up and down her thighs. Her red jeans chafed her erection, and she cursed herself for not going with something more relaxed.
Her watch beeped. She tugged the loose sleeve of her casual black and white striped top back and saw that a message had come through. ‘Grand entrance in 3 2 1!’
The brunette futa’s heart pounded and she looked up. The glass doors slid open, and she held her breath as in walked...
A skinny college kid with a patchy beard.
She breathed. Girl, get it together. She tried her best to calm down, but it was like she was sitting on hot coals. Fidgeting, she kept her eyes trained on the entrance, and grew more and more tense as nobody entered. Was this a joke? Was she being stood up? Or had she stupidly gone to the wrong café? She swiped through her messages again, and confirmed that yes, she was where she should be. And she had told Dashay that she would be sitting right here, next to the—
“Autumn? Is that you?”
She jumped, spilling coffee on her sleeve.
“Oh god, sorry!” A toned black woman in a white gym tee and colorful yoga pants reached for the tissue dispenser and pressed a bundle of them against Autumn’s sleeve. She had deep, almost black eyes, and a thin silver ring through her left nostril. Her head was shaved on both sides, with a short, bleach-blonde mohawk running down the middle. Her lips were a deep shade of purple, and they opened in a brilliant smile the moment Autumn’s eyes met hers.
She was stunning.