Fun on Futa Beach

By Harmony Fuller

Suns Out, Buns Out!

New to the coastal life, May had simply wanted to go to the beach. What she hadn't wanted was to be catcalled and chased by every horney male there. Looking for a place to get away she stumbles upon a stretch of sand that is known as Futa Beach to the locals.

There she meets Krissy and Sara. Two smart and sexy Futa’s who often meet for an afternoon of sun, sand, and pleasure. They invite her to join them as they relax, explaining that Krissy requires daily physical therapy - the kind only Sara can administer. Unashamed the two start their session while May watches, secretly longing to join in.

After the therapy session the Futa’s reveal that they run an adult movie studio and would like to invite May to audition for a part in one of their films. The only catch is, she has to pass three very specific tests. Each will focus on a different bodily skill set that she must pass before she is hired.

Will May be able to pass the test or does three prove to be a crowd?

Filled with Futa-on Futa, Futa-on-female, voyeurism, fingering, oral, anal, penetrations, and multiple hot steamy orgasms Fun on Futa Beach is the only beach experience you will have were you don’t leave with sand in your shoes.

• Language: English
• Publisher: DrunkFlamingoPublishing
• Release date: Jan 18, 2024
• ISBN: 9798215401279

Harmony Fuller

Writer, gaming enthusiast, foodie, and lover of all things Lesbian, Gender Swap, & Futa are just a few things that describe Harmony Fuller. With a passion for Science Fiction and Fantasy, you are more likely to find her sexy heroines in a dragons lair than a corporate office.She is currently writing part time in Southern California but hopes to one day move back to her farm in the heartlands and write full time.

Book preview

FUN ON FUTA BEACH

There was a sign. Big, bright, and yellow, that pronounced:

CAUTION: FUTA BEACH AHEAD. ADULTS ONLY.

Below the bold, black words were a stick figure family and a dog with a large X drawn through them. Next to that, a drawing of a bikini and swim trucks were also X’d out. It was clear that the area behind this rocky bend of the beach would be very R-rated. At least, it would have been if May had been paying any attention. Instead, her eyes were glued to the sand just in front of her steps as she quickly fled the stretch of sand and waves behind her. But there was a sign.

She could still hear the group of muscle bond jocks behind her, hooting and hollering. They were shouting about her ass and how she should come back because what was behind the bend was worse. It had been so innocent, she had just been walking down the beach when they had called out to her. It sounded friendly until four of them closed her in on all sides and started to touch and shove. Her shouting only gained her a few brief looks from the groups nearby. No one wanted to get involved. She saw a gap in the men and fled, taking a slap to the ass from one as she passed. Now, she hurried along the sand, hoping to escape their catcalls behind her.

As she rounded the rocky cliffs her steps slowed. There were only a couple dozen people lying scattered in sand and the sharp cliffs blocked out all of the noise from behind her. She pushed a strand of hair back behind her ear and straightened up, trying to put on a brave face. This didn’t seem so bad at all. The ocean had a few specks of surfers dotting the horizon but mostly it looked like about a dozen or so women laying out. Sun, beach, quiet...perfect.

Starting off down the damp sand again she squinted against the sun, looking for a private spot. She spotted a possible spot and started up the soft sand towards it. As she was laying her towel out she heard a voice calling over towards her.

Hey! Don’t stop there!

Glancing around May spotted a woman laying on her stomach about 20 feet away, waving at her. Don’t stop there! She