Husband and Hot Wives on Vacation with Sexy Futanari Girls Bundle 3: Three Sizzling Erotic Fantasies of Couples, Futa-on-Female, Futa-on-Male, and Futa-on-Futa

By Jennifer Lynne

Three unbelievably erotic, sensual tales of adventurous young couples exploring their mutual desires and fantasies of sharing the untold delights of hot shemales in exotic locations. After all, what happens on vacation, stays on vacation, right?

Our Shemale Cruise Ship Orgy Fantasy

Husband and Hot Wife Explore Futanari Experience an Erotic Futa-on-Female, Futa-on-Male Menage

I had always hidden my shemale fantasies, kept them strictly private for my own pleasure. Then I met Misty, who not only loved hearing about the fact that I sexually attracted to t-girls, but openly encouraged me to act upon my innermost desires to pleasure – and be pleasured by – futanari girls. So much so, my fantasies became an integral part of our sex life together, with Misty often pleasuring herself as I regaled her with wild stories of how I would love to experience trans bodies while she looked on.

It is to that end the insatiably sensual Misty and I embark on a hedonistic adults-only cruise in which naked orgies are the order of the day (and night) and both of us experience mind-blowing pleasure at the hands, mouths, and other, far more interesting, parts of the plethora of hot, horny shemales on board.

I enjoy watching Misty enjoy herself with sensual, sexy shemales, and my stunning lover enjoys the same as she watches me – her hunger for ever more erotic playtimes for the two of us seems to know no bounds as we engage in a full circle of sexual lust.

Husband and Hotwife Share a Shemale Couple On The Beach

A Sexy Couple Swap and Play with Futa Girls in the Sun

Hot, sexy couple, Will and Elaine plan an adventurous date at the beach with Eva and Charlii, the hot shemale friends they'd been lusting over for what feels like an eternity. 
Clad in their most alluring, barely-there swimwear, the adventurous husband and wife meet up with their new playmates and pick a sensual, secluded spot on the beach and off the beaten track, where they'll be able to explore each other's firm, tanned bodies with wild, naked abandon without having their passionate trysts disturbed.
Elaine and Charlii soon find endless pleasures with one another's sun-kissed bodies, followed quickly by Eva and Will, who immerse themselves in Will’s long-held fantasy of experiencing sensual pleasure with a futanari lover.
An incredibly explicit, steamy tale of futa-on-female, futa-on-male, swinging, and outdoor group play. 

My Vacation With My Husband’s Shemale Colleague and the Futanari Maid

A Couple Explores Their Erotic Futa-on-Female and Futa-on-Male Fantasy.

Hotwife Helene pleasures herself watching her handsome husband, Steve, seduce Janina, his incredibly hot shemale coworker from the office. Ever the hedonist, Helene wants more - much more - so she and Seve invite the futa along on their sexy vacation.

In their resort bedroom, Helene plays with herself and watches her husband and Janina once again enjoying each other, until they are interrupted by Alexa, the sexy housekeeper who, far from being offended at the sexy sight of Steve and Janina playing together while Helene looks on, joins in on the fun by revealing her own seven-inch fully functional secret. First, her attention is focused upon Helene as the sexy maid sates her innermost futa desires, until the sensual fun spills out onto the beach where all four engage in an explicit, sexual free-for-all, which climaxes in a tangle of wet limbs and hot bodies amid the tropical waves.  

 

• Language: English
• Publisher: JLE Publishing
• Release date: Oct 17, 2025

Jennifer Lynne

Jennifer Lynne is a lifelong advocator of all things hedonistic, and a writer who loves what she does - writing exactly the type of steamy erotica stories that get her personally hot under the collar. In her objective to provide intelligent, wonderfully written and thoroughly engaging tales with something for everyone, Jennifer Lynne leaves no subject untouched and no taboos unbroken! Every story is lovingly crafted with a beginning a middle and an end, with believable characters and and engaging plot that explores the most sensual, erotic and often sometimes darkest fantasies. Jennifer comes from a varied career in the sensual pleasures, having organised hedonistic parties for the rich and famous, run an agency that catered to the bespoke fantasies of an exclusive clietele (some of which feature anonymously in her tales of debauched sex and lust) and toured her native England as the burlesque striptease performer Peachy Derierre. Jennifer sincerely hopes that you absolutely love her stories - they are for ladies, for gentlemen, for couples to read together - and if there she always loves to hear from her fans... [e-mail] If you have your own fantasies you would love to see brought to life by Jennifer's talented pen, or if your desire is to have yourself as the star(s) of a Jennifer Lynne story, then check out her bespoke story service on her website; www.jenniferlynneerotica.com...

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​​​Our Shemale Cruise Ship Orgy Fantasy

Husband and Hot Wife Explore Futanari Experience an Erotic Futa-on-Female, Futa-on-Male Menage

I

never imagined my life would lead me here, to the swaying deck of a luxurious cruise ship under a blanket of stars, but if I dig deeper into my past, I see the seeds of my attraction to shemales sprouting long before that pivotal moment.

Growing up in a conservative household, I always suppressed those urges, but they simmered beneath the surface—late-night sessions alone, grinding against my pillow while imagining the weight of a sexy t-girl’s body pinning me down, her she-cock hard and penetrating me, her firm tits pressing into my bare back.

It wasn’t until my early twenties, living in that cramped, dimly lit apartment, that I finally acted on my innermost desires by clicking on a grainy video of a hot t-girl fucking a couple, her slick, throbbing cock sliding in and out of both wet holes, one after the other, with primal force. That first watch was electric; my heart raced as I wrapped my hand around my rock-hard shaft, stroking furiously while pre-cum dripped slick and hot down my fingers, the mix of shame and thrill making me edge closer to explosion.

Over the years, those secret viewings became an erotic ritual of sorts, which evolved into vivid obsessions in which I’d picture myself in the middle of such a menage, feeling a futa’s soft, strong hands gripping my hips, her bulbous cock head and thick shaft breaching my tight ass and filling me completely, the intense stretch making me gasp and beg for more. It consumed my thoughts, infiltrating my wettest dreams and even my daily life—just seeing images of hot trans girls online would send electric jolts to my groin, leaving me rock hard and desperate, yet terrified of anyone finding out about my dirty thoughts.

Then came Misty, the woman who changed everything.

Confessing my deepest desires to her was the scariest leap I’d ever taken. My voice shook as I laid it all bare one rainy evening in our shared bed, admitting how I’d often fantasized about transsexual women while lying next to her, my cock throbbing with guilt and need. I feared she’d pull away, call me a freak, but instead, her eyes lit up with that tell-tale signature mix of curiosity and lust, her hand reaching out to stroke my thigh as she listened to my darkest fantasies of sex with futanari girls.

It was a turning point; Misty’s acceptance washed over me like an intense wave of relief and arousal, sending surges of lust straight to my balls and making me realize this revelation could bind us even closer.

Now, as the huge, luxury ship cuts through the dark waves, I feel that same electric thrill amplified a thousand-fold, my body buzzing with anticipation, knowing my lover is here to witness my every taboo act and share in the ecstasy.

I turn to Misty, her voluptuous body illuminated by the deck lights, her firm, ample breasts heaving against the fabric of her low-cut dress, braless nipples hardening into visible peaks that make my mouth water. Her hand rests on my thigh, her touch almost torture, as she gazes at me with a mix of love and hunger.

God, babe, I can hardly believe we’re really doing this, I say, my voice thick with desire. My cock is already straining against my pants, throbbing with every beat of my heart as I imagine the night ahead. The thought of my hot lover watching me surrender to one of the sexy shemales we’ve spotted on board sends a jolt of adrenaline through me, making my balls tighten and my skin flush with heat.

Misty leans closer, her breath warm against my ear, her fingers tracing lazy circles on my leg that make my hips involuntarily buck. I’ve seen how you’ve been fantasizing about this, craving that trans-cock inside you. I want to watch you lose control—feel every pulse, every thrust, and tell me how it makes you feel. Her words wrap around me like a vice, amplifying the ache in my groin, and I know this is just the beginning.

I turn to Misty, her voluptuous body illuminated by the deck lights, her ample breasts heaving against the fabric of her low-cut dress, nipples hardening into visible peaks that make my mouth water. Her hand rests on my thigh, her touch electric, as she gazes at me with a mix of love and hunger.

God, babe, I can hardly believe we’re really doing this, I say, my voice thick with desire, my cock already straining against my pants, throbbing with every beat of my heart as I imagine the night ahead. The thought of her watching me surrender to my futa fantasies sends a jolt of adrenaline through me, making my balls tighten and my skin flush with heat. I can feel pre-cum soaking through the fabric of my pants, my ass clenching in anticipation of being stretched and fucked raw.

Misty leans closer, her breath warm against my ear, her fingers tracing lazy circles on my leg that make my hips involuntarily buck. I’ve seen how you’ve been fantasizing about this, craving that cock inside you. I want to watch you lose control—feel every pulse, every thrust, and tell me how it makes you feel, you dirty futa slut. Her words hit me like a punch to the gut, my cock twitching violently as her hand slides up to grip my bulge, squeezing hard enough to make me groan.

I glance over at the sexy young shemale lounging by the pool in her tiny pink bikini – it’s late, and we are the only ones by the dark