Reincarnated as the Only Human

It started like most rides would in this position; I grabbed ahold of Luteia’s knees, shifted around until I was comfortable and then began to raise and drop my hips in a controlled rhythm, dragging her cock in and out of myself while my cheeks clapped against her thighs every single time I descended.

I rode her juicy cock a few times, bouncing on it and reveling in how familiar this sensation was while basking in how warm and rejuvenating her first load felt, all while the futanari in question leaned back and groaned every single time my cheeks smacked against her thighs.

Her eyes were glued to my ass as I rode her, and her hands rested possessively on my hips as she continuously fought the urge to hold me still and ram herself upwards; Luteia’s control was impeccable as always, and it was because I knew how good she was at controlling herself that I felt mischievous right now.

Having watched, participated in and felt how Astra moved her body during sex, I had picked up a few things that I just... never really would have thought of, or at least not to combine into a singular action that would drive a futanari crazy.

For me sex had always been about what I could emotionally provide as my partner claimed my body for themselves; I always laid there, bent over, or remained as they positioned me, letting them control the flow simply because it was second nature for me.

To submit to them and let them fuck me as they saw fit was simply what I believed was best, and since my type was someone who was dominant, that was never an issue; however, for my own pleasure and also because I didn’t want to disappoint, I found other ways to pleasure my partners.

I spoke, looked and embraced them in ways that improved their moods even as they fucked me as hard as they could, and because of that I tended to be more of a ’thing’ to be used during sex rather than an actual partner.

But now Astra had begun to change that, if only because she absolutely required a dozen different positions in order to feel even a modicum of satisfaction whenever she was having sex with someone she slept with regularly.

Because of that I had seen how she had taken Rhefia or Shelur for rides, how she worked her hips both during sex as well as in the ’prelude’ when she was engaging in foreplay, and as such I had picked up on movements that I knew worked on all futanari.

All of it was so simple, yet when it was combined it had effects that I never would have imagined possible... if only because I was so accustomed to taking all of the passion physically and rarely ever feeling the need to reciprocate.

After those initial half dozen bounces or so, I began to clench the muscles in either cheek, feeling my flesh rippling with the movement and enjoying the appreciative groan that Luteia let out as she watched.

Then after another few bounces like that, I began to jerk my hips up and down alongside those clenches, adding even more movement before I started incorporating some back and forth movement as well.

Immediately Luteia groaned loudly and pushed her hips up to meet my ass, burying her dick inside of me and burning a hole in my ass as she stared as hard as she could, watching each ripple and jiggle with an intensity I had seen only a few times out of her.

Gyrating my hips and wiggling my cheeks, I listened for another groan before arching my back and resting my head on her shoulder, moaning into her ear and smirking as she groaned ”Ooh... Oh my Goddesses... Renna...”

One of her hands immediately jerked up towards my breasts, grabbing ahold of one and squeezing it hard as she buried her face into my neck, kissing me repeatedly and moaning ”I forgot how perfect this ass was... how delicious these tits were...”

Speeding up, I bounced eagerly and moaned back ”How could you~? With how often you complimented them, how could you ever~ manage to forget~? Hm~?”, causing Luteia to smack my hip and thrust up a few times.

When I clicked my tongue at her she froze, only to chuckle wryly and murmur ”This is just cruel, Renna... like putting a juicy steak in front of a starving animal. How can you expect them not to lunge forwards and devour their meal?”

”Because I’m not fucking a starving animal... I’m fucking the Queen of Birchan, who never goes back on her promises... right..?”

”You are cruel...”

She repeated herself but slid back into the chair, letting me resume riding her with as much enthusiasm I could muster, drawing out a string of groans and gasps as she fought against her instincts to just push me down and breed me again and again.

Slamming my hips down, I focused instead on shimmying around on her lap rather than bouncing, squeezing right beneath her glans with my cervix and stroking her shaft with my pussy, milking both her cum and her moans in equal measure.

”Some would say, Luteia, that I’m not cruel enough...”

I moaned that into her ear before kissing her jaw again, making my former lover shiver before she peppered my neck with as many kisses as she could, only to freeze when I added ”Because I was promised your love... and you threw me away.”

It soured the mood some, I’ll admit, but it also forced Luteia to swallow back her paltry excuses and think - as best she could while I was preparing her to flood my womb again - for a proper answer as we sat there together.

”No amount of apologies will ever make it right... and we cannot change the past, Renna...”

I nodded and kissed her jaw again, before chuckling as she asked ”So could we look to the future then? Together... like we once had..? I’m not asking for you to become my wife, but... Renna, I... I miss you...”

The rawness in her simplistic vocalization of her desires was far more touching than anything else she could have mustered, and yet... even as I shook my ass for her and pushed her to the edge, I could only softly moan ”That isn’t up to me anymore, Luteia...”

I reached up and gently pressed her cheek against mine, making her look towards the currently inflated Astra that was still dangling off the ground, serving as Aziza’s cocksleeve and allowing the Sphinx to drain her mighty balls again and again.

”You have to convince her... because she is mine and I am hers. Just like I had once been yours and you had been mine.”