3rd Chromosome Alpha
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3rd Chromosome: Duality free porn video
Hey everyone! Another request here from…someone that once again didn’t give me a name. So we’re going to call him Dave. Dave requested another 3C tale of his choosing. Apologies about the tardiness, I had a medical issue spring up, but unfortunately for everyone, i’m fine and back to poison your minds. Contains: celebs, futa, sexiness, etc, you know what I write. Everyone is over 18…enjoy!
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Emma hated landings. She hated flying in general but landings were the worst. That part where the pilot had to essentially crash the plane to get it back on the ground. Is that where most airplane accidents happen? Emma ran through her mental checklist while death gripping the armrests. Her grip got even tighter as the plane rocked ominously. Why can’t I just hide in the bathroom for this part?
Fortunately for Emma, the plane jolted as the wheels touched the runway. Already the whine of the engines’ air brakes was starting to calm her nerves. She felt even better as the plane coasted off the runway to the taxiway. Sweet sweet terrafirma. She thought as her transport cruised around to her gate.
Not a moment too soon the plane parked and she was out of the chair. Emma didn’t want to seem to desperate to leave, who knows if the paparazzi was waiting. They shouldn’t be, no one knew why she was making this trip. Least of all herself.
Not long after the Avril incident Emma got a job offer. Unfortunately, it required flying into LA for an audition. That was fine, she could use some work.
After departing the plane she barely had a chance to step out of the loading ramp when her heart sank. Just outside the gate stood a very smartly dressed woman in a suit holding a placard with her initials on it.
Whelp. Someone knows I’m here. ‘Ms. Charlotte?’ The woman stepped forward, her eyes hidden behind sunglasses, hair hidden under a hat. Her name tag identified herself as Emily.
Charlotte? Interesting. Charlotte was her middle name. ‘Yes that’s me.’
‘Very good ma’am. I’ve been directed to escort you. Is this your only bag?’
There was something about her new found friend that seemed familiar. Something about that deep husky voice of hers. ‘No, I have one in baggage also.’
‘Very well.’ The chauffeur hefted her carry on and led her away. There was something unusual about this whole situation. That puzzled Emma. She wasn’t dresses for a red carpet walk that’s for sure. Rather the brunette was dressed for comfort, an absolute necessity on flights from Heathrow to LAX, even with stopovers.
‘Can I use the bathroom?’ Emma asked.
‘Of course.’ The pair stopped before one and Emma slipped inside. Did she need to use the bathroom? Not really. She just wanted a few moments of peace. Moments later she came back out a bit more collected. Her new assistant approached her.
‘Ready?’ Emma nodded. ‘Good.’
As the pair marched Emily got close to her. Keeping her voice low she whispered to Emma. ‘We’re being followed.’
‘What?’ Emma resisted the urge to raise her voice.
‘5 o’clock. He stopped when we did for the bathroom.’ Emily put a hand on her as she started to turn. ‘Don’t look.’
They continued for a few more steps before Emily spoke up again. ‘Let’s get you some coffee.’
‘I don’t want coffee.’
‘Of course you do.’ Emily steered them over to a Starbucks and placed an order.
‘Wait, you didn’t even ask what I…’
‘Shh.’ Emily quieted her. ‘He’s watching arrival times now.’
They received the coffee and Emily gave her instructions. ‘Wait 1 minute then start to head away. I’ll rejoin you.’
Emma crossed her arms over her chest, she was very much unhappy with the situation. ‘Fine.’
Emily slipped away with one of the cups leaving Emma alone. I think I hate this. She sipped at the pitch black coffee in her hand. And this coffee. Emma moved to the side and started dumping everything on the counter into the black liquid trying to improve the flavor. Satisfied, she followed her instructions, hefting her carryon and beginning to walk away.
Emma didn’t see the crash but she heard it. The sound of two people colliding followed by the characteristic splash of liquid onto people and floors. All eyes turned to watch.
‘You moron!’ A redheaded girl declared as she attempted to wipe coffee stains off of herself. ‘Did you even attempt to look before walking?’
‘Hey..I…’ He began.
‘Am an idiot? Yes.’ She stated. ‘Whatever man, don’t even bother.’
Emma saw this as her chance to leave. The brunette rushed away from the scene as a crowd gathered, feeling that this was her opening.
The redhead dumped the remnants of her coffee out and turned back to her victim and saluted him with the finger. ‘Asshole.’
Emma missed that part as she was now halfway down the terminal. She got down to baggage claim just as the warning lights came on.
‘That was exciting.’ Emma jumped as Emily appeared next to her. Her uniform crisp as ever.
‘Did you spill coffee on him?’ The pair watched as suitcases began to spill out onto the conveyer.
‘I did.’
Emma shook her head disapprovingly, but made no further comment. Soon enough her suitcase came out and the pair retrieved it. Emily escorted her out to a waiting SUV, smartly opening the door for Emma to enter.
Immediately, Emma’s eyes zeroed in on a plain manila envelope on the seat next to her.
‘What’s this?’ She asked Emily as she got into the driver’s seat.
‘Instructions.’
Instructions? Emma carefully opened the envelope as Emily drove them clear of LAX.
Emma,
Hello! I thought you needed a little entertainment so I arranged something for you. I hope you don’t mind. Your driver will have more details.
Love,
Avril
Emma flipped over the paper and then read the short note again. What the hell? ‘What is this?’
‘Surprised?’ They were stopped at a redlight and Emily was looking back at her. Gone were her sunglasses and hat and now Emma got to appreciate her driver. Yet, as she drank in her features there was something familiar. Red hair, green eyes, husky voice.
‘Emma Stone!’
The redhead smiled and looked back to the road. ‘That’s right. You had no idea?’
‘I had an inkling.’ Emma lied.
‘Uh-huh.’
‘So Avril arranged all this?’ Emma waved the paper in her hand.
‘Mmmhmm.’
‘Why?’
‘She said it was a thank you.’ The redheaded Emma kept on driving and said little else, leaving the other Emma to sit in silent contemplation. Thank you. For what? Introducing her to Kiera and Natalie? That made sense in her mind. Natalie was suddenly replaced by Avril as the alpha. Her dick twinged at that thought. Natalie had no idea what she was getting into. After a short drive the SUV came to a halt. ‘Here we are.’
Emma looked out the window to see a hotel next to them. Both Emmas got out and collected her bags, leaving the car to the attendant. The redheaded Emma marched into the lobby.
‘Reservation. Yes, under Thompson.’
Thompson…Emma Thompson. Oh Jesus. ‘Will she…?’
‘No. She won’t be joining us.’ Stone grabbed the key card and sauntered up to the elevators. ‘Come, your temple awaits.’
With a sigh Emma Watson hoisted her bag and followed her. Emma jabbed the 14 button as they entered.
‘So, any other surprises now that I’m here?’
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Author’s note: For simplicity’s sake Emma Stone will be referred to as Emily from here. It’s way too confusing to follow otherwise.
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‘A few. Avril set up a few things.’
‘Why does that concern me?’
‘Beats me.’ Emily responded. ‘I feel great about it.’
The door dinged and the pair left the elevator. Emily lead them down the hall to the last door at the end. The door clicked as she slid th
e card through. ‘Here we are.’
The duo walked into a very nice hotel room. Not the best, but obviously one of the better accommodations at this establishment. It had a nice living room and a small kitchen off to the side. It was obviously more suited to be an apartment than a hotel room. Emma drank it all in. ‘This is nice. Is there anything else?’
‘This.’ Emma half turned but was stopped by Emily slamming her lips into her own. Her hands wrapped around her face, dragging it even further into the lip lock.
‘Mmm…mmm!’ Surprise turned to lust in an instant. Resistance melted as Emma’s hands hit her sides. Emily took advantage and started to glide her hands across the brits’ body.
‘You’re wearing too much.’ Emily stated as she broke the kiss.
In a flash Emma was stripping out of her clothes. Her shoes were off, and her jeans soon followed. Her polo top quickly joined the growing pile on the floor. Soon Emma was standing in just a pink polka dot panties, her small member fighting a battle against the satiny fabric.
‘Nice.’ Emily got down on her knees and pulled the underwear free with her teeth. Emma’s member bounced free and bobbed in her face. ‘Very nice.’
Before Emma could react Emily lashed out with her tongue across the member. Emma’s face contorted into pleasure as the redhead’s tongue pummeled her cock. ‘Oh fuck yeah! Take it!’
Emily reached up, not merely content with the light pleasuring she was doing, reached up with hands. Each delicate hand traced up Emma’s bare thighs making her giggle until the reached the prize. Working in concert one hand grasped at Emma’s small sack and began to fondle it. She rolled around each testicle in turn, squeezing the cum factories to Emma’s delight. Not to be outdone, the other hand moved just behind the plump gonads to her ripe cunt.
Emma shivered in delight as Emily’s hands traced around her sex. Already she was dripping wet, evidenced when the redheads’ hand drew back covered in her sweet nectar.
‘You taste so good!’ Emily said, rubbing her stained fingers across her lips like lip gloss. She went back for more. ‘Mmm, I could taste this everyday!’
‘Ugh!’ Emma grunted. ‘Just fuck me already!’
‘Mmm, not yet.’ Emily responded with a glint in her jade colored eyes. She made direct eye contact with her partner. Maintaining that contact Emma watched as she opened up and swallowed her cock whole.
Emily’s lips sealed around the base of her cock. The redhead then dragged herself, painfully slow in Emma’s opinion, off the dick. The entire time she worked a vacuum with her throat. The feeling was exquisite. When she got to the head, her teeth got involved. They lightly grabbed hold of the ridge and tugged it, more blood went into Emma’s member. Her legs became weak and wobbly. She grabbed hold of Emily’s head for support, inadvertently jamming the redhead back down on her cock.
Emily merely nodded, cock still buried in her throat. She repeated the process again even as Emma cried out for her to stop.
‘I’m gonna cum!’ Emily tsked a finger at her, the redheads’ finger tipping brushing her cock as it wagged back and forth.
Emily withdrew Emma’s cock from her mouth. The 8 inch shaft glistened from saliva and precum. It was dark red, almost purple in color, ready to explode. Emma was panting, she wanted it bad. Emily gave it one more pump for good measure. ‘I think you’re ready for the main event now.’
Emma looked down at Emily. ‘There’s more?’
‘So much more.’ The redhead started to remove bits and pieces of her clothing. Emma smirked at her blue bra came into view, then her matching blue panties. However, that grin turned to surprise as more and more of her underwear came into view. There was no way to hide or even disguise the way those panties bulged out.
‘Wow.’ That was all Emma could stammer out.
‘You like?’ Emily tapped at the lump which even now seemed to grow steadily in size. The thick cock was pulling the fabric away from her body.
‘How big?’ Emma’s hand drifted down to her own cock and began to fondle it.
’10 or 11, maybe 12. I never bothered to measure it.’ Emily turned and gave a side profile. ‘Some people are too obsessed with size and not the pleasure aspects of it.’
The panties slid off, with some effort, and Emily’s dick bounced free. Its’ heavy weight being pulled downwards despite all effort to the contrary. Emily turned to her partner, ‘Why don’t you get on the bed?’
Emma raced into the bedroom and leapt onto the bed. She got positioned on the bed just in time to see Emily’s cock appear in the doorway. It came from the right side and just kept coming. Eventually the person attached to it appeared. Emily leaned against the doorway. ‘Ready?’
Emma nodded. The redhead smirked and approached the bed, her dick pointing the way to Emma’s pink honey pot. She was quite wet, so much so that it glistened in the dim lighting of the room. Emily sauntered onto the bed, pushing Emma’s dick out of the way as she leaned in on her cunt.
‘Mmmm Tasty.’ Emily licked at it a few times to Emma’s pleasure. She then pulled back and lined up her sizeable member.
Emma’s vision blurred as the cock forced its’ way in. The large head brushed aside her lips and plowed onward. Her pussy offered only token resistance, not that she would try anyway.
‘Ooh you’re like a glove. Tight and velvety.’ Emily stated as she slipped in. She tried pumping a few times but stopped. ‘Awkward, hold on.’
Emma nearly shrieked as Emily grabbed her left leg. The redhead hoisted it around until it was resting on her shoulders. Repeating the process with the other leg she tested it a few times. If anything Emma felt like she got tighter. ‘Perfect. Now buckle up sunshine!’
Definitely tighter. Emma thought as Emily geared up. Her pace was slow at first, Emma loved how the member just seemed to fill her up, striking all her spots. Unlike some other lovers, Emily did full strokes, completely plowing her dick into Emma’s dripping snatch. She moaned.
‘We’re just getting started!’ Emily increased her pace, her overfilled gonads slapping Emma’s butt as she sped up. She brought her dick almost completely out before slamming it back in, each stroke causing her partner to coo in delight.
Emily’s hands locked onto Emma’s hips as she went. With each thrust she pulled a little, driving her member just that little bit deeper. Emma cried out in pleasure, her cock bounced with every stroke, alternating between slapping her belly and Emily’s. All the while a thin stream of precum leaked out. It dripped down her penis before being flung away from their love making.
Emily reached under Emma and picked her butt up. With this better angle her speed increased even more. Slowly it drove Emma back into the pillows, nearly sending her into the backboard, but she didn’t care. The brunette was riding the pleasure train.
Emily slowed down, but her strokes did not. If anything they became even stronger. Each one threatening to tear her apart. The bed squeaked ominously from their sex. Their own actions causing the bed to slide across the carpeted floor.
‘You…like…this!?’ Emily grunted out between strokes. Emma managed a meek squeak over her cries of delight. That wasn’t good enough for Emily who gave an even harder thrust. ‘Do…you?’
‘YES!’ Emma found her voice. ‘I’m so fucking full!’
‘Well get ready, we’re going to rock this boat!’ Emily leaned back, freeing the legs around her neck. With one arm she hooked the legs and pulled.
Emma cried out as a mini orgasm rocked her cunt. She didn’t cum, but was so close. Her body desperately wanted it. Every limb went stiff as her system freezed up. Emma never felt such a thing as her body rotated around the dick nestled deep inside her.
Is this what spit roasting is like? Emma thought as she was rocked back and forth. Pleasure spots she didn’t e
ven know existed fired on overdrive. In her half dazed blissful state she expected a ‘Yar’ to come from Emily. Yet, her partner said nothing. The redheads’ brow was furrowed in concentration, her face twisted in pleasure. The rocking ended and Emily resumed pumping with a vengeance.
‘Oh god!’ Emma shouted and gripped the bedding. Emily slammed home her cock with every stroke. It felt so deep, so wonderful. She felt that it could just burst out of her throat. That’s how far it was going. Still Emily pumped her magnificent member into her. Emma’s own cock was as hard as steel, yet it bounced with every thrust, hitting Emily’s stomach before bouncing off and hitting her own. It was slick with saliva and precum, the near purple head glistening as more juices leaked out.
‘I’m going to cum!’ Emma announced as the sheets became nothing but wet wads in her grip.
‘Wait…Let’s cum together!’ Emily shouted back. It sounded so cheesy, but who was Emma to resist her american opposite. Her mind flashed with everything she could to avoid an orgasm, yet it wasn’t quite enough.
‘I can’t hold it!’ Already her cock began to twitch and her bloated balls began to rise up to her balls.
‘Do it! Cum for me!’ As if Emma needed her permission at this point. Stars cascaded over her vision as her orgasm rocked through her body. She felt her cunt tighten like a vice around Emily’s prodigious member. Her hungry pussy milking it for all it offered. ‘Ugh! You’re so tight I’m gonna…!’
Emma’s cock erupted as her partner came into her. Her dick bucked and squirted out its cargo of cum high into the air before it came back down and splattered on her body. Her chest and stomach were the main targets, yet one particularly powerful blast managed to reach her chin. After several spurts her cock finished and died, slowly it drooped back down. The redheaded Emily kept holding her hips as her own member stopped pulsing. If the brunette had to guess, she would assume she had been saving this up for quite awhile.
Her arms slackened and the redhead relaxed, carefully she withdrew from her new lover. Though she didn’t just disappear, rather she plopped down on the bed next to her. Reaching over she scooped up that dollop of cum that dripped off Emma’s chin and sucked it down.
‘Good?’ The redhead asked.
Emma let out a satisfied sigh. Her fingers idly played with the cum that dripped down her body. My cum. She thought. She felt so satisfied. Sex with Avril was great, but her sheer size made it overwhelming. This was much more to her liking. She giggled when she realized where the bed was. The queen bed was nearly at the windows now, several feet from its’ original location.
‘So what’s next?’ She asked her compatriot.
‘Well, there’s this spa…’ Emily began to explain.
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And we’re done yet again. Sorry if this one was a tad confusing with the double Emmas. I did my best there. Any comments, feedback, ratings are appreciated and why I keep going with this. Also, as usual it’s question time! What do you, as a reader and futa enthusiast, think of dual cocks? As in the futa has two side by side or stacked. Thanks! Just as a note here: Drug Trials 7 is in the works. (I haven’t forgotten about it.) It and the Drug Trials series will be done when I say it’ll be done. Later, Grobnar
Bonus Two line preview:
‘I find that hard to believe.’
‘Grow a cock and see what you think about it!’ Megan raised her voice unnecessarily.
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