Meadowvale Chapter 37
These stories involve anal fingering, anal sex, auto-fellatio, bondage, coprophagia, dom/sub relations, exhibitionism, fellatio, golden showers, incest, infantilism, orgasm denial, mind control/behavioural training, scatolia, sex machines, sissification, smothering, and voyeurism. If any of these things aren't your thing you may not want to read further.
Meadowvale Academy
Chapter 37: Greenhouse Effects Part 2
Mila looked on as the Walters girl took a nipple into her mouth. She felt herself being disrobed and moved over to Stella's lap. The Dutch girl lowered her ass on the others swollen girth, which like the woman on the bench, was well above average in circumference. Unlike that pairing though, the curly haired student had ridden this rod several times in the past week and was used to its size. It bottomed in her smoothly and the pace they set was a quicker one. She then unbuttoned the nurse's shirt and captured the offered areola in her plush lips. Mila closed her eyes as her head was cradled. Dreamily she listened to the smacking and squishing sounds of their multiple union.
A little skittish by the action taking place around her, Esmeralda's look of anxiety was easily recognized by Sally Ann. "Shhhhh, it's OK, I'm here", she calmed younger as she slid the pair off the couch and onto the hardwood floor while at the same time removing her panties. Her most familiar hand found the teacher's cock but this time it was it was already greasy. "Why don't you help me with mine?" the redhead suggested as she began stroking the other. She popped the snaps on her cream silk one piece and her thickened member sprung to life within easy reach.
The Clifford woman exhaled heavily as her hand was led to a larger cock. She mimicked the motion on her own and gently humped upwards. Through lidded eyes she saw the redhead's breasts spill from her undone bra. Her head was pulled inwards, her lips fastened onto a nipple, and she began to feed. It was like all the times before but it wasn't. She was calm, at peace in the arms of the larger woman, but somehow more willing to follow where her body wanted to take her, willing to ride the wave of pleasure.
"Come on," Heather urged, slapping the ass of the splayed Fiona. "We both need attention and I see someone else who does too." She nodded towards the bench where Hinata sat at the foot of the action watching while massaging her own tool. The pair rid themselves of clothes as they crawled over to the Japanese girl. Her Mom had hinted that the dark haired student had been treated poorly by the Walters girl and given how she had stared down her nose at Amanda, she didn't find it hard to believe. The latter had done her best to take the edge off of the other's existence here. The two often shared the same bed and occasionally she joined them. "But her older sister was currently occupied and all three of them were horny," she observed grinning as she moved in.
Hinata looked on in yearning, jacking her cock as the beastly pipe of her employer began plunging in and out of the ass of her workmate. What made matters worse was the fact that her best friend Amanda was completely ignoring her in favour of the blonde girl. She felt forgotten, rejected. She groaned as her member was encased by an unexpected pair of lips. She looked down to see the red head of Heather bobbing up and down on her flesh. Her body abandoned her and she began bucking involuntarily against the oral massaging. She ended up on her back on the floor thrusting upwards, the beautiful bliss she was feeling now holding her enthralled.
She felt fingers plunge into both pussy and ass, beckoning her release. Fiona, the blonde girl Heather had invited to dinner, moved in behind the latter displaying a shaft nearly as big as the one she had been watching, hard and ready. She greased up the rosebud before her and penetrated smoothly up to the hilt. She felt the Clearwater girl purr contentedly around her piece which caused her to start throbbing. Hinata pushed down on her head repeatedly, her carnal building drowning out all else. Her pending peak was rumbling within her balls; it was like the other knew. The senior felt a tongue began to dance on her heavy hardness. It put her over her edge. Groaning once again, the Japanese girl slammed into Heather's oral depths and her surging began.
Sally Ann scooched Esme over to her lap and dropped her starfish onto her increasingly aroused rod and established a quickened pace. She pumped the girl up and down on her flesh with her hands firmly gripping her hips. It was a snug fit. Her cock felt wonderful pistoning in and out. The squishing sound the pair made only caused her to move further along her path of glory. She watched the teacher's shaft slowly lengthen as she stroked it with one hand and looked around. She knew what she wanted and nodded to her purse. Moments later a second hand, loaded with Beanstalk joined the first and the brunette's hands matched the speed of the plunging below.
She may well cum simply from the thickened shaft hammering her anal passage but the brunette's hands on her own piece felt so good. Snick, snick, snick. She heard about the cream that was going around though this was the first time her length had felt it. She could feel it getting longer in her hands, it was getting closer to her salivating mouth. She could feel it kissing her neck now. "Just a little more, just a little," she coaxed jacking. She could get to it now, it was long enough but she held off. The 23 year old wanted to get as much in her mouth as possible.
"More, more," she urged as the crown of her member started hitting her chin. She started squeezing the walls of her ass milking Sally Ann's steel and a groan sounded from behind her. Fingers probed her pussy, she whimpered and tilted her head, her lips allowing four inches of her cock to slide in and out. Her tongue slithered around her shaft, desperately teasing the vein beneath. The redhead throbbed within her and then the flooding of her rear passage began. It was a heavy load, she could feel the surges echoing off of all of her nerves down there. It brought her own release forth. Her pussy juice spilled out onto the beckoning fingers. She humped frantically as her cock fired thick salvos of her cum into her mouth, one after the other. It felt so good to feel it jetting up her pipe, feel it smack into the back of her throat. It tasted so good as it coated her tongue. She closed her eyes and gulped down her white treasure again and again as she pumped with both hands, losing herself in the violent surrender to lust.
Clara's 11 inches of widened girth sawed in and out of Alicia's rosebud at an increasing pace. She was machine like in her penetration, thudding to her bottom with each stroke. And the little blonde girl was spreading her legs as wide as possible offering herself to the marauding organ. She was feeding on her second tit now, her face a monument to bliss. "That's my girl," the redhead whispered to her, "so pliant; so willing; so eager to please. I knew you were in there." She felt the suckling on her left breast increase in pressure as if being answered wordlessly in the affirmative. "Mummy Clara is going pour her cum in your ass now. Lots and lots of cum. Do you want to cum with Mummy Clara? You do don't you? Play with your cock Alicia, make it shoot for Mummy Clara. Play with your pussy too."
Amanda had left the room a few minutes ago, but returned with a bag from LaSalle's Lingerie in hand. The woman nodded to her child as she knelt by her feet. Moments later she felt the tip of a tongue touch the bottom of her plunging piece and little shocks of euphoria arced between the two. She groaned as her daughter forced her to the edge. "Going to cum now little girl, going to cum. Cum with me," she panted as her balls boiled over. Her orgasm arrived in a deluge. She knew it would. The entire Clearwater clan had always had full loads. And her loads? Hers were the biggest of them all. It's why Meadowvale Labs looked forward to their visits. She felt the splash and heard the smack and looked down to see Alicia dumping her seed between the breasts she had been feeding from.
"Good girl Baby Alicia. Good girl," she praised as she continued to drench her insides. She leaned the Walters girl back away from her breasts. She whimpered in protest but could only struggle weakly against it, her will sapped. "Time for more yummies," she coaxed scooping some of the white from her skin and feeding it to the other as the latter pumped more to replace it. "My little girl likes her yummies doesn't she? Yeeeesssss, yes she does." She was slowly beginning to empty now and gently slid onto the floor setting the girl on her back. Her thrusting was slowing now; her purpose had shifted from filling the girl's starfish to feeding the seed that littered her torso.
"Mummy Amanda has yummies too," she revealed finally pulling out of blonde student's anal sleeve. "Does Baby Alicia want Mummy Amanda's yummies?" Clara asked holding the girl's arms to the floor. The woman smiled as she thrust upwards and tried to reach over with her tongue, coming up woefully short. "That's right, farther and farther down the rabbit hole you go," she thought silently and nodded to her daughter, who straddled the junior. Smacking sounds and pistoning hips were the only clues she needed to note to confirm the younger's desires.
Reaching over to the plastic bag Amanda had retrieved, she pulled out the latest version of Happy Pants. "Flowers," she observed a bit surprised. "They're already getting into motifs." She examined the garment, turning it around in her hands. Rather than an inflatable buttplug, the literature she had read earlier stated that these ones had a pair of triple lined artificial sphincters built into the rear panel. And sure enough, there they were. She prodded both with a finger, testing the resistance, nodding when it met with her approval. She could feel the rib like effect it would have on any cock that penetrated. "These are going to be fun for the whole family," she declared to herself stroking the student's organ once more to hardness. She raised the Walter girl's legs, placed her feet through the holes of the underwear and pushing her member through the middle hole, snugged them into place.
They had discussed it on the weekend once they knew that the four of them would be here tonight Stella recalled as she finished creaming into Mila's anal canal. The two older women would complete the bonding between the two younger ones here. She wouldn't be the only one to eat shit here tonight but they knew the connection would be forged. She would do so willingly, they knew. It would be a thing done with love, not with ego. Sally Ann appeared once more squatting down beside her with the bag from LaSalle's. The nurse retrieved a second pair of Happy Pants from within, these ones soft orange with little blue and purple hearts. Stella slipped the undergarment on Mila as the latter's rod hardened.
Esmeralda felt a twinge of jealousy as others were fitted with Happy Pants. First Alicia, now Mila. She wanted a pair as well. "Your turn will come," she heard Sally Ann say as the older girl guided her over to the curly haired girl. "But first we need to feed Mila. She's hungry and you are full. Look," she instructed glancing behind her. The teacher peered over her shoulder and saw the desperate expression on the younger face.
She felt the student's hands grab her hips and pull her back towards her. "You see, she wants to be fed by you," the guidance counselor interpreted as she helped place her over the full lips of the one beneath. "She has such a beautiful mouth. Open your ass for her, fill her full of cum and shit." The brunette pulled her cheeks apart hesitantly having never done this before. She felt the tip of a tongue tickle her rosebud causing her to groan and it to tremble. "Lower now, lower," she was coached as a hand began stroking her once gain hardened flesh. Her legs spread; her body sagged; her starfish was surrounded and probed. Esmeralda could hold back no more and wasn't sure she wanted to. She let her sphincter part as the gooey tan liquid within slithered down Mila's tongue and into her mouth.
The Dutch girl wanted this. She wanted to dine on the shit of her history teacher. Her lips parted as the thickening sludge poured into her mouth. Her hands found her slicked up cock and moved along the burgeoning shaft. She didn't find this realization as troubling as she thought. She still had feelings for Stella, those would never go away; she was sure. But Esme had captured a piece of her; Stella had helped her do it. She could feel her meal starting to gain mass now. Mila had gone along in the beginning for the sexual thrill, a new body to feast on; a new body to feed. But it was beyond that now. It was deeper. That which connected the quartet as a whole was deeper. None belonged to one; they all belonged to each other now. Serpentine logs began pushing into her mouth. She chewed and swallowed, chewed and swallowed. She would accept her brown gift. She would take all that she had to give her.
The youngest Clearwater continued directing the action of her two lovers. She wanted to ensure that whatever the Walters girl had been subjecting her to would be but a distant memory by the end of the evening. She let her empty and then kissed the load she held into the Japanese girl's mouth lovingly. Her crown was glistening in arousal and once position against the pink of the senior, the latter's legs parted willingly. She slid her pipe into familiar depths until it reached its bottom and held her spot there. She was only part of this. She rolled over as Fiona's 11 girthy inches pulled out of her ass and pushed up against the sphincter of the senior, now on top. So far as Heather knew, this would be as big as she had ever had there.
She hugged Hinata close as the Morrissey girl slowly pushed in bit by bit. "Shhhh, shhhh, she'll go slow. You will end up loving this," she cooed watching the conflicting emotions of desperation, lust, fear, and pain, flash across the other's face. She knew the other baseball player was watching over her shoulder. She could feel her pause her advancement frequently to allow the third to grow comfortable with the size of her tool. "It had been the same with me the first time," she recalled. "But she soaked the bed by the end." It would be the same here, she was sure. Heather felt the other girl push up against her as her organ found its end. Their balls mushed together pleasantly as the walls of both orifices pulsed. "You ready little one?" she asked the dark haired student in the middle. The pain and the fear had faded from her face. Only the lust and desperation remained. "Here we go then." The two taller sophomores began a deliberate dueling thrust as they encased Hinata in mutual bliss.
She liked the taste of cum. She liked how it felt slithering down her throat. She didn't know she did until the older woman showed her. She was fed her own; then savoured Mummy Amanda's. Now Mummy Clara's thick pipe pistoned in and out of her mouth. Cleaned of the grease from the blonde girl's ass, Alicia could feel it throb, on the verge of giving her more gooey cream. Her throat became a launch pad for the imminent rockets of semen; her tongue relaxed with the tip maintaining its position, allowing the length of the cum vein to feel its caress.
Mummy Clara looked down on her and lightly brushed her hair as she pounded her mouth. "Baby Alicia is such a good cumslut, eating all of her food. Mummy Clara has so much more to give her little girl too." She looked deeply into the younger eyes, locking her gaze of innocence into place and smiled. She was beginning to understand, beginning to accept. The red haired woman knew she had her. "It was time to take her the rest of the way to servitude," she declared inwardly. Smiling once again she gripped the sides of the blonde head, and forcefully started face fucking heavy jets of semen down her throat.
Hinata feasted on Heather's tits as the thick cocks of the two younger girls plunged in and out of both of her lower orifices. Unlike her mother and oldest sister, it was a liquid free suckling, but it felt good all the same. She had always had sensitive nipples and the Japanese girl's mouth was doing such a wonderful job of keeping her areolas tingling. Their pipes had increased the rapidity of their pumping. She looked at her friend over the shoulder of the third. Fiona's head was nodding in motion with the thrusts, her eyes unfocused.
She had seen this from her before. She was well into her carnality now, concentrating on the task at hand. The first sacker would not be long. "And neither will I," the catcher remarked inwardly feeling her rod throb. She could feel the other's steel push through thin skin against her own on every stroke. The blonde sped up more and the red head matched her pace. The smaller girl began to mewl and whimper sandwiched between the pair apparently approaching her own release. "More...faster," she urged herself doubling down on the pace. Both of the others groaned at this new development as her opposite upped her ante as well. Heather dipped her fingers into the cunt of the Morrissey girl and the favour was returned a moment later. She sensed both of the tunnels below begin to squeeze and loosen. Clutch and release; clutch and release, clutch and release. It pushed her the last little way she needed to go. Her cum spilled out of her drenching the inner walls of the senior's pussy. A second cascade of semen flooded the girl anally, causing her own member to throb desperate. Both pipes were then soaked as pussy goo spurted out of the Asian and white cream splattered tits. The trio submerged themselves in a majestic mixing of fluids and lust.
Clara withdrew and then dragged her balls across the face of the Walters girl until her cunt lined up over the lips of the student "Open up now little one, Mummy has juice for you." Alicia lips parted and Clara began pissing down her throat as a text appeared on her phone. She filled her mouth and then began liberally spreading her stream over the face of the student as her middle daughter looked on. There would be a bit of a mess afterwards she knew, but this kind of thing was necessary if Alicia was going to get to where she needed to be. She brought her flow back to the now empty mouth. "She had swallowed willingly," the elder observed silently. "Drink up now, drink up little one. Mummy Clara has more for you," she cooed as her piss abated and she shifted around. She nodded to Stella and the nurse sat down beside her and took the younger girl's wrist in her hand.
Alicia was partially blinded by the acidic liquid that had been splashed on her face but saw the movement above her. The oversized rectal orbs of the red haired woman hove into view above her. Hands pulled apart the flesh revealing a beautiful browned sphincter. "Yes, it was beautiful," she decided. "So beautiful." A whisper of gas escaped and with it the pungent aroma of anticipation. But there was more, something else. She had noticed it first when the crevice had widened. An insidious funk was pulling her in, hardening her member, pushing her along. She absently licked her lips as the space between her and the greasy canyon became less. Her mouth needed to touch it, her tongue needed to feel it.
The filthy slickness smeared onto her face as the flesh sunk even more. Darkness was enveloping her vision. The sounds of carnality were muffled and then disappeared altogether as more sensation was denied her. A hand found her thickened cock and began it's up and down manipulation. And then she was alone with her desire. The rosebud she had watched descend touched down upon her mouth. Her touch snaked out and licked the new flavor now available to her. Her organ throbbed as she did so. She allowed her legs to part even more. Her own ass loosened, her own waste pushed out. It felt so right to do this. It was like a law of nature; her nature. The blossom above trembled and hissed again, then began to blossom. She allowed it to part her lips. The first mushy rope of shit slithered downwards into her mouth. She began gulping in rhythm. Her feeding had begun.
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"Tonight was the night," Edie noted silently as she locked her car and started towards the house. She and Clara had worked hard to set up these circumstances. She had been dosing her granddaughter with Carettathol for the past week. She wasn't sure of exact workings but Clara had insisted it would help and that the girl be on it. That part had been fairly easy. Alicia liked a cup of caramel coffee in the morning. In fact she insisted on it. The flavor of the beverage easily masked that of the additive. "No, the hard part of the equation would be all Clara," she admitted. She seemed quite confident she could do it. Edith could only hope she was right. Quietly she opened the screen door on the back entrance of the Clearwater home and stepped inside.
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Her nourishment descended into her maw at a measured pace. It was a steady river of filth that she timed her swallow to. Out of the rosebud, through her lips, across her tongue, and then down her throat with the help of her esophagus, the fudge slowly flowed. Over and over. Again and again. Alicia felt herself building as a new hand replaced the old and continued the stroke. She let her own hand join it as her other rubbed her tummy. She could feel her stomach begin to form a little bump as she was fed more and more. She needed room. She pushed and another rope of her own waste wound its way out of her ass and into her panties. She felt herself being given a shit massage, a gentle rubbing against her pussy, her perineum, her balls. She began to arch as her load began its journey to freedom. Despite what she had already devoured, she was famished. More shit poured down her throat. The bump grew larger. Her cum fountained from her crown in rich luxurious globs.
Edith Walter disrobed and knelt down beside Clara. She could just make out a tuft of soaked blonde hair below the woman's 41 inch ass. It wasn't the largest she had seen, but it certainly wasn't the smallest either. It certainly outclassed her own 35 inches. The redhead was currently jacking her girth with some pace slowly approaching her climax as she fed her granddaughter. Stella, the school nurse, was stimulating the cock of the junior with one hand while taking her pulse with the other. Her rear carriage was considerably larger than any in the room. Two of the three Clearwater siblings were every bit as big as their mother as well. She smiled and privately hoped the small blonde was hungry tonight.
End of Chapter 37