<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/fb/49/53/fb49534b5470b112d46078395c703b70.png)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><strong>Helena DiNello</strong></span><br/><strong>Location</strong>- Genetics Lab<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>- Stacy<br/><hr/><br/>Helena knew she was starting to frustrate Stacy when the woman began to squirm under her delicate touch. Stacy was probably used to forcing the issue with women who teased her in such a manner, or was used to woman eagerly going about the task in a state of deep lust. The former seemed more likely, given the fact that Stacy had chosen to lace her hands above her head to avoid any temptation to force the issue. Her knuckles appeared to be turning white where she was gripping tightly to restrain herself from doing anything reprehensible. The woman's mild protest at Helena's teasing really was just a formality at that point.<br/><br/>"<strong>I do apologize for the teasing, Stacy.</strong>" Helena said as her lips hovered just closely to the tip of Stacy's cock. "<strong>It's been some time since I've been able to perform oral favors for anyone. Most of the other Futanari either prefer machine extraction or manual extraction techniques. And there are a select few who have been granted monthly vaginal extraction. But, no one really opts for oral extraction, due to the obvious concerns. And my personal love life has been rather non-existent of late. So, it's been some time for me, and I was savoring the moment.</strong>" Helena felt a bit embarrassed at her rather unprofessional behavior and made a mental note for the future.<br/><br/>Turning her attention back to Stacy's cock, her lips still hovered just a few millimeters away from the tip. Helena was sure that her warm breath was teasing Stacy more, but she couldn't help but admire the woman's endowment. Helena was always fascinated by Futanari, and it was a bit of a treat for her to be able to interact sexually with them for scientific purposes. At least, that was the lie she told herself. That her occasional sexual exploits with the various Futanari at the refuge were purely scientific. Helena couldn't admit that she enjoyed the sex. At least, not out loud. And she'd been living that lie for so long that she'd begun to believe it. But, kneeling before Stacy with the woman's cock so close to her mouth... Helena couldn't lie to herself any more.<br/><br/>Her fingers still wrapped around the shaft of Stacy's cock, Helena allowed the tip of it to touch her lips and slowly part them. Her tongue one more began cradling the underside of Stacey's cock as it slowly slid between Helena's lips. The raven haired woman took her time letting her lips slide along the velvet smooth skin of Stacy's erect cock, her tongue teasing and gently squeezing the underside as it moved down the length. It didn't take long before Helena felt the tip approaching her throat, her gag reflex starting to assert itself. She closed her lips tightly around Stacy's cock and began gently sucking on it, her tongue pressing tightly against the shaft. She then began moving her head backwards, letting her lips slide in the opposite direction up the shaft back towards the bulbous head. When she felt the head tease her lips, Helena stopped sucking and plunged forward once more, taking Stacy's cock a touch deeper this time.<br/><br/>It hadn't escaped Helena's notice that Stacy had begun thrusting her hips forward to try and force the issue in some small way. Helena noted that the motion continued, albeit at a more sedate pace. Helena's movements seemed to satisfy Stacy, though Helena knew it was only a matter of time before the sensations began to affect Stacy in a way that would cause her to begin thrusting more vigorously.<br/><br/>Balling her fists to try and suppress her gag reflex (a trick she'd learned online after a few unfortunate mishaps), Helena moved forward in an effort to take the entirety of Stacy's cock into her mouth. Her lips slid down the shaft once more, taking Stacy in slowly but in one steady motion. As soon as she felt the tip of Stacy's cock brush against the back of her throat, Helena tightened her fists, fingernails digging into her palms. Surprisingly, it worked, as she didn't have that sensation of her gorge rising. Swallowing a few times, she moved deeper, feeling the head of Stacy's cock slowly dragging across the back of her tongue. The sensation was unusual for Helena, feeling the head of a cock penetrating her throat. She had to keep swallowing in order to suppress her gag reflex, and to get rid of the increased amount of saliva her mouth seemed to be producing. She'd never experienced such a phenomena before, but then, she'd never really deep throated a cock before, either. Not like this. Her lips quickly pressed against Stacy's pubic mound indicating that she'd taken every inch of the woman. It was a satisfying feeling, even as it was slightly uncomfortable.<br/><br/>With the head woman's cock in her throat, Helena gently began pressing her face against Stacy's pubic mound, moving the tip a bit deeper. She then pulled her head back, feeling the bulbous head of Stacy's cock sliding along her throat to the base of her tongue. Helena then pushed forward again, a bit faster this time. With her gag reflex firmly suppressed, the thought that she was being throat fucked by Stacy was turning Helena on. She felt the warmth between her legs, and had to resist the urge to slip a hand under the waistband of her pants. Helena knew that if she began rubbing her clit while sucking on Stacy's cock, the temptation to allow the Futanari to fuck her would be too much to resist.