Meadowvale Academy Chapter 71
These stories involve anal fingering, anal fisting, anal sex, auto-fellatio, bondage, coprophagia, dom/sub relations, exhibitionism, fellatio, golden showers, incest, infantilism, lactation, mind control/behavioural training, orgasm denial, scatolia, sex machines, sissification, sitophilia, smothering, and voyeurism. If any of these things aren't your thing you may not want to read further.
Meadowvale Academy
Chapter 71: Youth is Served...Up Part 1
Owena Kendrick wouldn't be pulled out of retirement by just anyone or for just anything. The Fenwell Group had given her and her family much over the past few decades, but she had more than paid off that debt; she had no red in her account. The package they offered her four years ago was more than generous and she still had run of the lab and library in Kithkerrie. At the time it allowed her to keep her hand in while focusing more on her family. Her granddaughter Ceri would be entering high school in a year; her daughter Rhianna hadn't yet started courting her new sissy bride Michaela. It was a time of change. Both needed her help; help she had only been too willing to provide.
Still, the initiative that Annika had hinted at months earlier and spelt out in increasing detail in several meetings since was indeed tempting. It had gained approval at board level and was now in full swing. It didn't hurt that another of her Ridgeway classmates, Charlotte Mason, was the chairperson of said board but even with her around the project had to have legs or it never would have passed. Those two had been a thick as thieves in school and, though she was a year ahead of them, she had been a close third. They would only recruit from young criminalized males between the ages of 14 and 24 with whom other types of therapy had repeatedly proven ineffective. The idea was to transform them from belligerent hoodlums and malcontents who often ended up costing a society more than they paid into it into productive young participants who would serve the interests of the Fenwell Group in the wider world. It certainly was ambitious if nothing else. And now here she was, the lead in what the Annika had coined the DociCon Project.
Michaela would be home soon from her day job at the accountants and Rhianna from hers at the photographers. Then it would be off to the clinic for all four of them. It would be their first class. They would be teaching a mix of first and second years. She always liked teaching.
********************************************************************************************************Clara had decided that Alicia should be shorn for the occasion. She was so beautiful now that she was completely hairless. Weighing in at a chubby 161 now, the folds in her flesh spoke to her eagerness to serve. There had been a definite uptick in business since the eldest Clearwater had installed her in the showroom. Thought the manager had coated her in suntan lotion prior to bringing her outside she knew that the junior would have to wear a hat outdoors now. Her skin was nearly porcelain white in colour which somehow seemed fitting. She could feel the girl's tongue mutate and wrap itself around her cock as she sat on a rocking chair outside of the shop. It was a warm sunny day for this time of the year and the back and forth motion provided a pleasant sensation to the face fucking she was giving her shitslut. She didn't even need to put any effort in; she could just let physics do all the work for her.
She took one hand off of the back of the now bald head and waved to the three other Meadowvale students as they pulled up in the quad cab after closing the greenhouses down for the day. She could feel the pink muscle slither over her cunt, across her balls and poke into her rosebud. She brought her hand back down and started slamming her beef deep down the throat as she was drilled anally. Faster and faster she went, her orgasm screaming through her body as it rapidly approached. She groaned loudly and her cum violently flooded into the girl on her knees before her. Over and over she surged as her daughters sat their boarder Hinata Kimuri down on a barrel beside her. She would be next. Ever since they had turned Alicia the family had gone out of their way to establish the new order of things. Alicia knew exactly where she was on the pecking order, but they were still leeching the instinctive submissiveness out of the Japanese girl.
Edie Walters pulled her El Camino in next. Like Vera Bonner, the groundskeeper was an auto aficionado in her spare time. Tan with woody side panels, it was also a lowrider. Fortunately, the parking lot, though gravel was quite flat. The grey haired woman waved as she got out of the car.
"So today is the big day is it?" she greeted walking towards her granddaughter and the one that broke her.
"Yeah," Clara struggled in reply as she continued pumping her seed into the bald girl.
The Walters woman counterpart grinned, and quickly slipping out of her overalls, knelt behind her grandchild and without hesitation, pushed her pipe into the anal cavity she found there. Her spongy channel caused the groundskeeper to groan as she slowly delved deeper and deeper until she found her bottom. "I've been looking forward to this all day long," she thought as she started her thrust, jacking the other's rod in time to her own. Like her colleague, she liked the new full bodied Alicia. They all did, Clara, her, Rosemary, and Beverly. They thought it suited her newfound docile demeanor down to the ground.
The redhead finally withdrew from the mouth before her limp and panting slightly. She would churn up more of her semen in time, but for now she was truly drained. Without prompting the squishy loveslug turned her head slightly and sunk her lips onto the cock of the Japanese girl to her left. Her eyes closed and she took her in bit by bit until finally she could feel her balls on her chin. Without thought, she brought her hands up to the back haired Asian's lower holes and plunged two fingers in each. They twin prongs worked in tandem with moist tunnel encircling the fleshy girth. Alicia's tongue, already in its full glory, bathed the Kimuri girl's gonads, only adding her arousal. The two younger Clearwaters took the opportunity to complete her disrobing and take a nipple in each of their mouths. She thrust wildly as any body part that could be stimulated was, flooding her synapses with bliss.
Clara had finally caught her breath. "At least I'm still full of shit," she joked inwardly standing up and stretching. "I hope Rosemary and the rest get here soon. They are supposed to drop off Clover in less than an hour." She peered out towards the Winchester Ranch just in time to see Bev's lime green Chrysler 300 station wagon turn out of the driveway onto the road. She counted six heads inside. "Speak of the devil."
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"Look who I found!" announced Catalina Rodriguez gleefully dragging an older Spanish woman by the hand into the Market behind her. Her curly brown ringlets tied back by a peach coloured headband and ultramarine joggers only partial hid the curves of her mature form. Her mirthful face however gave away her familial relationship.
"Aunt Val!" exclaimed her younger sister Carmelita as she dropped the bushel of apples on the floor and rushed over for a hug.
"You've grown Little Lita," the older woman smiled as she welcomed her younger niece into her arms. "Indeed she has," she thought privately as she pulled her in by her cheeks. "She has to be nearly 10 inches," she noted feeling the girl's stiffness against her own. She felt her thrust against her and grinned. She had missed this. "Shhhhh, shhhhh; they'll be time enough for that later.
"Not so little anymore," she grinned back spinning around as she broke the embrace.
"Both of you have grown," she complimented flipping the keys to her rent-a-car to the junior. "Do you think you can grab my things while I say hello to my sister?"
"You bet," the first year agreed intercepting the toss and running past her sibling.
"Hey!" the surprised other yelled before tearing off after her.
"Connie, come over here and give me a big hug," she ordered as she walked towards her. The pair squeezed together, this time the older initiating the subtle humping. "There you are," she smiled as she kissed her younger namesake and felt her tool harden immediately. "You children have indeed changed, but you; you haven't changed a bit have you." Valencia took a quick look around then fucked her sibling's mouth with three fingers. "Not a bit," she repeated as she pushed in and out.
"Why are you here?" Conchita asked as the digits pulled out. "I thought you were running the farm in Sevilla?"
"I was, we both were; Margarita and I." She revealed. "But she wanted to travel the world for a year or so and I wasn't going to take that on by myself. We ended up deciding to sell. She took enough to keep her in nice places, the rest I invested here in Meadowvale. I dropped off my CV at the town hall and they pretty much hired me on the spot to coordinate between the farmers, the market, and the town hall. It's really no different than what I was doing with the growers association back home. The players are a bit different but the principles are the same."
"Where will you be staying then?" the younger sibling asked almost dreading the expected answer but at the same time a little excited.
"Annalise Bauer has a call in with Adelaide Vickers at the real estate office, but Cat was telling me you have plenty of room at your place. Would you mind?"
"And there it was," she thought, "her child had unwittingly invited the vampire in. There were things they didn't know, things she hadn't intended on telling them. She wouldn't, but somehow she knew her older sister would."
"Say yes Mom, say yes," prompted her eldest, having overheard the last as she approached with a pair suitcases.
"Yes to what?" asked the first year following with two pieces of luggage as well.
"To Aunt Val staying with us silly; why do you think we dragged this stuff in here?"
Conchita was trapped and she knew it. Further by the smile on her older sister's face, she knew it too. "Of course, of course; I wouldn't have it any other way." The woman couldn't decide if she was going to regret this or not.
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"Michaela looked so cute in her nurse's uniform," Owena thought as the quartet walked through the clinic doors. As underdeveloped as her body was when compared to her wife and stepdaughter, she wore the flimsy garment well. The underside of her lovely cheeks leaked out from under the frilly red hem of the skirt and her little titties were pushed up by the lace tied strapless white bustier. Ceri had done her face up quite well after the three had fed her. Her close cropped cola black hair was truly multi-purpose. Right now she was Michaela Kendrick, sissywife and cumcow of her daughter Rhianna. A good wash though and she could revert to being Michael Ackers, accountant; just like she was when Ceri had dragged her home the first time two years ago.
"You do realize she isn't even old enough to drive yet don't you?" Rhianna revealed to the stunned numbers man.
"But she, she looked so mature--"
"--Yes, yes she does," the brunette sitting to her right confirmed looking down at him. "There are three of us here. Do you think any story you might tell would hold up?"
"But, but she flirted with me, she lured me here! She's flirting with me now! Look!" Ceri pushed one of her hips out down at him as she looked over her shoulder, less than a foot away. She slipped her hand into her cutoffs and then slowly began fucking her mouth with three fingers pulled from within.
"She certainly is," Owena agreed as she unzipped his trousers, leaving the belt secure. "She looks so hot doesn't she young man?"
"She likes you, you know," the brunette pointed out. "We all do."
"We could get you arrested, ruin your life."
"You do understand what happens to pedophiles in prison right?" Rhianna continued feeding into his distress as her silent daughter kept up her teasing. "But it doesn't have to be that way."
"As long as you do as we say," the matriarch started as her hand stroked his stiff cock, "none of what we do here needs to leave this room."
"We could all be friends," the other prodded as Ceri removed her fingers from her mouth and dipped them once more below.
"Just the four of us."
"The four of us."
"You could come around every day"
"Every day."
"But you have to obey our rules."
"Rule#1: >From now on only one of us can touch your cock."
"But--" he started to protest just before Ceri turned and pushed her three gooey fingers into his mouth. Owena slightly altered her grip on his little stiffness and he fell into a soft humping rhythm. In and out, up and down; Grandmother and granddaughter worked in tandem.
"See, you don't really need to touch your cock, Grandma Owena is doing a wonderful job for you isn't she?" asked the middle generation. He nodded slightly around the fucking digits. "Good, good. Sit on your hands now. Sit on them." He obeyed without question. "Rule#2: You will open your mouth to whatever we decide to feed you."
"You are already doing both young man," the white haired woman pointed out. "These are not hard rules to follow."
"If you agree, you get more of this. If you don't...pedophiles...prison, you know the drill. Do you agree?" she put to him as her mother cupped his balls causing him to moan. "Was that a yes?"
"I think it was daughter," the eldest observed as the man nodded his head in affirmation his freewill melting little by little under their wiles.
"His cock is so small," Ceri spoke for the first time as he unknowing snacked on her semen. She withdrew her hand once more, smeared more of her pre-ejaculate on it careful not to expose her pipe and re-entered his mouth.
"It certainly is," her grandmother agreed. "It's a wonder it produces cum at all."
"Four inches isn't much," the stately brunette agreed. "Oh, look, his crown beaded"
"Maybe there *is* something in there," her parent speculated.
"We should find out," the student suggested.
"I'll bet you'd like that wouldn't you Michael?"
"Should we be calling him Michael with something so tiny between his legs?" asked the eldest.
"You know, you're right," her daughter nodded. "Rule#3: From now on, whenever you are here, you should be known as...
"Michaela," the teenager blurted out.
"Michaela," came one echo followed by a second.
Owena kissed the accountant on the cheek as the youngest inserted another dose of her clear goo into the new girl's mouth. "Would lovely Michaela like her little boyclitty to squirt cummies?"
Her welcoming mouth and arching hips were all the answer the trio needed. The hands continued working her body; the voices continued buffeting her reason. Soon, all too soon, her little balls gave forth their prize. The matriarch smiled as she easily caught all of the discharge in the palm. "They would have to work on that," she declared privately as she brought her hand up to the mouth of the one who had filled it.
"Rule#2," Rhianna whispered in her ear, "Clean it off."
Ceri removed her digits from their comfy home. "Lick the cum off of grandma's fingers, Michaela, lick it up," she ordered.
The three watched as her tongue washed the skin of the cream upon it. They watched as her lidded eyes opened slightly in recognition, then in confusion. They glanced at one another and smiled.
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"She is as cute as a button," Vera gushed as the reason they had come together emerged from the pearl coloured PT Cruiser. A couple inches shorter than her own daughters, her wavy chestnut brown hair cascaded over her shoulders framing a perfectly proportioned face with big brown eyes and full but not overstated lips. Her cotton dress, cream coloured printed with small roses and her low sitting buckled brown shoes only added to the air of innocence that surrounded her.
"Joyce or the girl?" Gracey joked standing beside her in front of the Bonner home.
"The girl," replied the farmer elbowing her in the ribs, not that the big woman felt it, "though the nurse is nice as well."
"Girls help them with their stuff," Brigitte directed from the side in her Creole accented English. The six students started towards the vehicle eager to get their new flat mates moved in. As they passed the other two adults, Gracey grabbed Georgina and whispered something in her ear. The senior nodded and turned to her younger sister.
"Geri," she called out jerking her head towards the house. She mouthed something to her younger sister, who then grinned and followed her into the house.
"Tumbleweed?" asked the smaller woman.
"Tumbleweed," confirmed the engineer.
"I'm Vivien and this is my sister Valerie," the twin began as she approached the redheaded nurse she remembered from the Christmas Cum Drive and the futagen she had never seen before. "We're Vera's daughters," she added pointing out her mother. "And this is Natalie and Mirielle; they belong to Brigitte. The two going into the house are Georgina and Gerianne. They're nieces of Gracey. They have stuff to do in the house. You'll meet them later."
"Joyce Weathersby," the burgundy haired woman replied, "and this is Maxine." She gave the young brunette a little push forward and she was quickly engulfed by the four students.
Hands swarmed the over the girl as the quartet welcomed her to their newly formed home. Her cotton dress was quickly lifted over her head; her pink silk bra and panties were next to go followed shortly thereafter by her shoes. Not that she needed those. The four carried her from where she stood over to the picnic table under the big oak in the front yard, fondling and kissing her the entire way.
"I didn't know you two had raised a bunch of sex piranhas," Gracey muttered trying not to smile.
"Like yours are any different," her former teammate replied chuckling.
"Come on, I think it is on us to help Joyce unload the car," Vera prompted starting towards the clinician, followed by the other two women.
"We can wait," Brigitte remarked with a smirk. "Really, we can. I'm Brigitte by the way. I saw you at the cum drive but we were never introduced. You know Vera here, and this big lummox is Gracey Mills," she added grinning at her friend. "You`ve probably seen her around the Mason Estate."
"Good to finally and formally meet you in the flesh," the latter nodded cordially. "What type of regimen is she on?"
"We prepared her for her placement," the Weathersby woman replied as she gazed over at the four students having their carnal way with the girl. "Flexirectin, Linguamorph, and Carettathol were all done as soon as we had confirmation at both ends of her move, 10 days ago. She's been on Seedomil 2.0, Milkmade, Bactromin, and Softserve since then as well. And I'm never without Erosil or Beanstalk. I'm also on Mesmermamillin and have been feeding her daily. "
"That's good to hear. She'll be ready," the farmer commented.
"Everything still on as planned?" the new arrival asked.
"Georgie and Geri are prepping now," the chauffeur confirmed.
"What about them?" Joyce jerked her head towards the picnic table where Maxine's pole was being stroked by the eldest Beauvalier girl. Vivien had laid claim to her pussy, while Valerie was dipping three fingers into the futagen's rosebud. For her part Mirielle was massaging the big eyed girl's tits, tweaking a nipple here and there. The nurse was privately please to see a jar of Beanstalk and a bottle of Erosil on the table. Her charge's member was already climbing up past her bellybutton. The mewling and humping of the household's most recent addition spoke to developing bonds.
"They know the score; they won't overstep," Gracey assured her.
"They will get her all nice and greasy though," the shortest of the four promised.
"Greasy?" laughed Brigitte looking to her college teammate.
"Don't look at me; that one's all her," The engineer retorted nodding to Vera.
"Greasy," the teacher repeated. "My kids will be using that one in no time." She grabbed a couple of suitcases from the rear hatch and the others followed her lead. "Let's get all of this inside while they are getting acquainted."
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"Penelope, come in, come in," Annika welcomed. "So today is the big day is it? Ready to show me what you've been up to the last two weeks?"
"Yes Ma'am," the girl replied proudly stepping into the office in her soft yellow mini. Like pretty much everyone else in the household, she rarely wore pants and, depending on the situation, sometimes dresses as well. That said, the latter did provide easier access and some modicum of professionalism which she felt was the right mix today.
"I hope you don't mind if I asked Dr. Doris from the academy to our meeting," she explained. "When I told her of your research, she found it interesting. She wanted to see your presentation first hand."
"No, no, of course not," the futagen replied a little giddy. "I'm flattered."
"Come, come, we'll all sit on the couch and watch it on the big screen," she suggested as the two women stood up and made their way over to the sofa. "We can stream it through Doris's laptop. It's already set up. We were doing some work earlier."
The girl made her way over to the two scientists and gracefully sat down between them, handing the thumb drive to the younger.
The blonde plugged it into the port and scanned it doe the correct file. "`Suggestion and Conditioning: A Study in Planned Obesity'. Is this it?"
"Yes, that's the one. Just click on it to start up the presentation," the girl answered.
"Lights low," the matriarch called out as the room's illumination dimmed. She had closed the curtains earlier in anticipation of using the big screen. There was a slight flicker and then the show started. The silver haired woman glanced over at her counterpart and nodded.
Penelope felt her dress being hiked up and her cream coloured panties removed. Each of her legs was slung over a neighbouring knee. She relaxed and let it happen. She had dressed for the occasion after all. And besides she was in good company. She squirmed a bit to get more comfortable as Grandma Annika's lubricated hand closed around her cock and started slowly pumping. "Lucky I added the narrative track," she thought as they cuddled together.
The images to start centered on Penelope breastfeeding first Lorelei, then Kayleigh and then the two together, each on one tit.
"It is here where the suggestibility starts," her voice spoke with clinical indifference. "After three days of thrice daily feedings, the show significant signs of weakening will. It is at this point that the idea of toiletry was introduced and each was given their first assignment."
Next up were several video clips of each of her children being fed by various students and/or teachers at school.
"...started with two feedings during the school day...weigh gain was minimal..."
"I did a good job on this," the girl declared inwardly staring intently at the screen even as the pumping hand was slowly robbing her of her focus. "A real good job."
"...increased to three after...an average of 9.6 pounds...Lorelei shows a particular connection to..."
And on it went, the clinical narrative accompanying short films from above of both of her trainees swallowing tubes of fudge again and again. The small increase in weight, body measurements, as well as the attitude was noted each day until the next stage was added to their development. Each was attached to a tray by their collars, their stiff cocks in milker nozzles as the futagen fed them various fatty foods dipped in their own excrement they had deposited between their hungry heads only moments before. Fried chicken; hamburgers; double layered cake; butter tarts; the parade of calories went on and on.
"...cleaned each other...Kayleigh has shown an affinity cheesecake coated with fecal matter... since we started stage three, Lorelei has gained 11.4 additional..."
Something was bumping against her chin now, leaving wet marks.
"You want to suck your cock now, don't you Penelope," Doris suggested testing as the girl slowly nodded her gaze transfixed to the screen. "Suck your cock Penelope, suck your cock and make yourself cum." Without looking the brown haired youth obediently slid her lips down over her crown and began working her pipe into her throat stroke by stroke. One doctor looked to the other, sharing their smiles. "Use both hands Penelope." Again her compliance came without hesitation. "Faster, stroke faster, take more in, deeper. Watch the movie." She drew her knees up so her calves were touching her thighs and bent her body even more to carry out her carnal directives. "You will cum in your mouth when I tell you and swallow each time. Every swallow will make you more and more tired. Your eyes will close, your mind will drift. By the end of your orgasm you will find yourself in a relaxed, restful place willing to obey." Once more they shared a glance over the head of the futagen. "Cum for us now Penelope, cum now."
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Clover, the futagen they had just taken delivery of, had been settled into Sally Ann's old room prior to the quad sitting down to eat. Her frill bottomed brown cotton skirt, low cut cowboy boots, cream cotton shirt, and brown leather vest had spoken to her eagerness to be a part of their communal family. Tammy Winchester and Fiona Morrissey sat on either side and couldn't keep their hands off of her. Much of the crinkled blonde's clothing had been hiked up, unbuttoned or in some other way removed from the path of their fingers. Similarly Hinata Kimuri was squirming between Amanda and Heather Clearwater directly opposite also partially disrobed as she rode the ever full cock of Willow Reed. The Japanese girl's pole was getting longer and longer; a sure giveaway as to the type of lube being used. At the far end of the table Edith Walters lay splayed out between the Winchester women, Rosemary and Beverly, being fondled relentlessly. They had pushed her chair closer to the table, enabling Clara Clearwater to fuck her face with gusto. Though there were empty plates all around, it was somewhat surprising that anyone actually ate anything at all, given the pent up lust that had been permeating the group all day. The sounds and smells of each of the trysts were a soup of carnality, bubbling but close to a boil.
The two older girls on either side of the futagen sat on her hands preventing them from taking part in any of the tactile teasings but pushing her closer and closer. Clover looked down between her legs with desperation as Kimberly Winchester's head appeared from beneath the table. She smiled upwards at her with a mischievous glint in her eyes. The blonde and the redhead abruptly stopped their ministrations leaving her teetering on the edge. The 12 year old whimpered as the brunette fluttered lighter than air kisses on her rosebud, perineum, pussy, and each ball before working her way up her five inches before landing butterfly like on her crown. Speechless but for high pitched guttural utterances she chewed her bottom lip and humped toward the source of her rampant lust. Her attempts at release were easily dodged as the two others urged her down from her carnal heights until she thrust no more, her mind a tangle of desire. Her goo was leaking out of her cunt coating everything below in sweet lubricant. A longer leg was laid across each of her own preventing further movement. She was completely at their mercy.
"Please, please," she pleaded as Fiona and Tammy soothed her with feather kisses.
Kimberly smiled up at her once again as she slowly, ever so slowly inserted two fingers into each of the holes before her, careful not to trigger Clover's bliss. Once she was in position, she carefully lowered her lips over her entire five inch length until her lips rested against her balls. She looked to her sister and her girlfriend, and then once more to the futagen blinded by her arousal. The former lowered their lips to the nipples of the latter as the youngest Winchester furiously mashed her digits against clit and prostate while her mouth pistoned up and down on the fleshy prong.
Clover shrieked as her lust was slammed into overload. Cum erupted from her depths violently surging down the throat of the first year. Girl goo flooded from her in spurts coating the breasts of the one below. Wave upon wave of her fluidic cascade poured out of her as her nonsensical screams of pleasure echoed throughout the house. Groans and whimpers sounded from around the room as the bliss of others overcame them one by one. The entire room became a cacophony of sexual release, a chaotic choir of carnality.
And through it all, the girl they called Clover Garland was the diva of the wanton deluge.
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Victoria and Sylvie pulled the catering van up next to the stairs leading up to the Rodriguez residence. Like many of the downtown merchants, the family lived above their place of work.
"The Delgado's are here as well it looks like," the Cready girl remarked recognizing the steel blue mini-van that served as the family vehicle.
"Now it starts to make a bit more sense," Sylvie noted.
"Yeah, a meal for twelve is a bit much for four people," the first agreed starting up the steps. "It might even be too much regardless."
"We'll find out soon enough," the French girl speculated following behind.
"Hello?" Victoria called out knocking on the screen door.
"Food's here," the caterer's heard shortly before Catalina Rodriguez opened the door. "Hey Vicky, hey Sylvie," she greeted with a grin holding the door open and stepping aside. "How much more do you have down there?"
"Another three, four trips maybe."
"Nonsense," Conchita retorted overhearing the question as she entered the room. "Girls, come out here and give the caterer's a hand." Presently both of her daughters as well as Dorotea Delgado piled into the kitchen, the latter accidentally running into her girlfriend's pillowy ass. "We've set aside the dining room table to act as a buffet. If you have any prep to do the kitchen is yours. Let me know if you need anything," the woman added, kissing Victoria lightly on the forehead and smiling before giving her a quick tour of the room.
"Sylvie," the junior instructed, "Show them what needs to be brought in OK?" Her best friend nodded and led the Spanish girls down the stairs as her counterpart followed the directing arm of the market manager the domestic cookery.
"Come let me show you around," the older woman suggested taking the Cready girl's hand and leading her further into her home. Given that they had the entire market's floor space to work with the apartment itself was quite spacious. The lounge and dining area was every bit as oversized as the room they had just left. The fireplace in the former was a particularly nice touch. Front and back of the residence were rooftop terraces, the rearmost also housing a hot house. It wasn't quite warm enough for outdoor dining yet, even in the south, so it was no surprise that they had decided to create a buffet on the dining room table with everyone grabbing a seat in the lounge wherever they could.
The pair was just returning to the kitchen when the last of the food was brought in by Lucina Delgado. Just like it had the first time she saw her 10 minutes ago, Victoria's cock bobbed involuntarily at the sight of the university sophomore. A younger but slightly more top heavy version of her very attractive mother, the braided high schooler had developed a girl crush on her the moment she had spotted her way back in her first year. It was because of her that Victoria had tried out for the tennis team. The restaurateur's daughter always seemed to miss her when she was in town which wasn't often anymore as she tended to travel in the summer. As gorgeous as she was as an academy senior, she was even more beautiful now. Her imagination flashed with the older Delgado girl striking several provocative poses, showing off her delicious body as she watched with predatory eyes.
"...Vicky, what's next?" Sylvie repeated, which pulled her out of her private fantasy. She shook her head slightly and began issuing directives to the other girls.
"You two must stay and eat with us," the woman who had been introduced as Miss Rodriguez's older sister Valencia insisted once everything had been set up on the aforementioned table. "There is too much here for seven people."
"Yes, yes, you must," Catalina agreed enthusiastically.
Conchita walked into the room speaking into her phone which was on speaker. "...found these lovely kittens on our doorstep and were wondering if we could keep them?"
"Forever?" Katherine Cready laughed from the other end.
"Well, maybe not *that* long," the green grocer replied grinning.
"Sure, it's not that heavy for a Friday and we have Samatha, Katya, and Keesa on the floor," she permitted before calling out to her two apprentices. "Have fun girls."
"There, all set," the woman in ringlets confirmed. "You'll dine here tonight." As the others were distracted Valencia then leaned in and smooched Victoria's cheek, turning her head towards the girl she had been staring at since she arrived. As Lucina smiled back at her, the woman's hand lightly caressed her hardened pipe behind the cover of the counter. "Yeeeesss, you'll dine here tonight," she repeated quietly in her ear as her tool bobbed a third time and she chewed her bottom lip.
The vegetable and beef stew was perfectly prepared, hearty with just enough of an edge to tease the taste buds but not enough to burn them. Home baked bread in thick slices and mulled cider served to frame the main course. Chilled berry and core fruits served with a maple glaze completed the feast that wouldn't have been out of place in rural Quebec. After the meal the eleven of them lounged on bank of big leather pillows that horseshoed around the fireplace which added warmth and a soft orange glow to the low lit room. Everyone's dishes had been placed on the other side of the cushions, each futa privately acknowledging the direction the group was headed in.
Sylvie lay to the right of her best friend and Catalina to the left. The three juniors had been gradually disrobing and once completely nude, adjusted their position so as to sandwich the Cready girl between them, the French brunette on the bottom. Their entrance into Victoria's lower holes was easy, their pumping pace relaxed, a slow build for all three. Their lovemaking was a wordless sensual thing. Neither of the penetrators had failed to notice their classmate's ogling of the university student. The Villeneuve girl had been aware of her friend's lust since both were on the tennis team as first years when Lucina Delgado was the captain. This would be a long time coming for her.
The other three Rodriguez women lay crumpled up, legs over legs to the right of the aforementioned trio with Conchita being flanked by her sister and daughter. Valencia had kept filling her sister's bowl and mug whenever she could as well as her own. She wanted to be sure they were both overfull. Her niece caught her eye as she spooned more of the stew into her bowl as well and she realized then that Carmelita had decided to do the same. The eldest was certain the girl didn't know what she was up to but wanted to be along for whatever ride they were regardless.
Conchita was nude between them but for her silk emerald green side tie panties. Her oldest sister removed her own clothing but for a wide pair of white granny panties as the first year jacked her parent deliberately. They then switched with the former handing the latter a garment similar to what she was wearing. "Put these on, you'll need them," she instructed as she pulled the bow on her sister's and slid them off. Producing another pair, she lifted her legs up and had her niece slide them on. A look of mild surprise crossed the black haired girl's face with the ease at which the clothing change was accomplished. "It's a game we used to play as kids," she explained smiling. "Tonight, Little Lita, you'll learn too."
The girls insisted Juliana invite her cousin as well as her daughter when the Rodriguez's phoned to ask them over. After dining out on Zoe's and Isabel's shit at the spa in front of her youngest daughter two weeks ago, a rubicon had been crossed. Though she still fed from Conchita's ass on a regular basis, the Delgado woman had insisted they keep that part of their lives away from, their children. With the events of the massage room however, all of that was now moot. Now the five of them sat together, Juliana, Lucina, Dorotea, Isabel, and 12 year old Isolda. As beautiful as her own children were, there was little doubt that the last would be the bombshell of the bunch. Even though she was two years younger than her youngest, she was already her physical equal in every way. This was the third time in the past 14 days that the two families had gotten together and on each occasion the girls couldn't keep their hands off of her. But at the moment there was a different vibe within the group. Isabel still draped herself all over Juliana's freewill. The teacher's thick 12 inches plumbed the photographer's anal depths as her firm hand also jacked her. Isolda's growing eight inches was comfortably furrowing the mouth of her mother's cousin. Dorotea's cock meanwhile had commandeered her mother's pussy. It was a lovely moist squishy cadence they kept, but their eyes were on the oldest of the daughter, Lucina.
The eldest Delgado girl had joined their trio shortly after Catalina and Sylvie began plundering her lower passages. She had lowered herself wordlessly until she was sitting on Victoria's chest. She smiled down at the braided junior and pushed her pole into her mouth. She had been waiting four years for this time. She knew it. She had watched the Cready girl watch her from afar all those years ago. She had even stolen the first year's panties once and replaced them with a dirty pair of her own. Now as all four ground against each other in carnal ferocity, three fleshy prongs plumbing deeply and a fourth being pumped, she wondered if her admirer still had them. "This is where you've always wanted to be isn't it Vicky? Ever since you saw me for the first time, you've wanted to be here." Lucina caressed the girl's hairline as she felt herself thicken. "You've always wanted to be under me haven't you? Always wanted to be my little subbie slut. Do you still have my dirty panties? Do you wear them? Have you ever washed them?"
"She does," Sylvie announced with a smile as she felt her friend's tool throb in her stroking hand. "She keeps them under her pillow don't you?" The French girl pecked her partner on the cheek and then spoke to the older girl. "I found them a few months ago but I didn't know they were yours. "Now it all makes sense. Lucina has always made you get all gooey hasn't she? Oh, she's making you gooey now," she whispered as she sped up her jacking. "Mmmmmm, you cock is all nice and slippery, yes, slippery. You like it when she fucks your mouth do you?" Yeeeessss, yes you do. Oh look, Lucy has a present for you."
The Portuguese girl dangled her panties above her. "I've been wearing these for two days," she revealed as she vigorously pistoned her piece in and out of the beautiful lips below. "Had I known this would happen I would have worn them longer, but at least they are fresher than the ones you have." She took the baby blue silk bottoms she had been wearing since yesterday, and pushed them in the swimmer's face. "Breathe deep lovely Victoria; breathe deep while you swallow my cum. Breathe deep now." She mewled and eagerly took in the aroma of her lust as she began to gulp down the university student's creamy load. "Good girl Vicky, good girl."
End of Chapter 71