Meadowvale Academy Chapter 9
Meadowvale Academy
Chapter 9: Allison's Birthday Party Part 1
Principal Waverly's daughter Allison was turning 18 today and she was having a few people over to celebrate. As the student representative of the Senior Class, she could have had a large bash of an affair and probably drawn 50 or more. She had decided on a smaller gathering though, something a bit more laid back. She started her list with her best friends at the academy Amanda Clearwater and Madison Miller. Both had ties to the school like herself. The former was the younger sister of the guidance counsellor and the latter's mother taught phys ed. She then added to the list the new girl in class Ingrid Hutchison. Her mother also taught at Meadowvale as well. Victoria Cready, the student representative for the Junior Class would also receive an invite. She was the favourite to take her place after she graduated. It was something Allison wanted to see happen, she would do a good job. To round out the crowd, she kept things easy by adding the siblings of Amanda and Ingrid to her roll.
Finally, she was pulled aside in the hallway late yesterday by Dr. Hanratty. She said she had a special birthday/graduation gift that she would like to bring around herself before the girls arrived for dinner. The senior quizzed her about the nature of the present, but the physician wasn't talking, telling her she would have to wait. She did have one further request however.
"If it is OK with you, I would like my niece Kelsey to attend your doo," she suggested. "She has expressed some interest in being involved with student politics and I can think of no better mentors for her than you and Victoria Cready. I was told you invited her as well?"
Allison smiled and confirmed, "We can always fit in one more. Bring her along, tell her to pack her school uni, pajamas, and toiletries, it's a sleepover."
The student tapped her watch; it was time for her next class. The doctor nodded and allowed her to get on with her day. She liked Doris Hanratty, she really cared for the girls, tried to help them find their place in life. She wished the day were over quickly, she had tomorrow evening's party to plan.
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Tyler sat at his computer with Riley. They had moved the armchair in the room over to his desk so she could lock him down into his other sister's favourite position; the redhead behind the other pinning the legs of the foremost open with her own as she jacked his leaking tool. On the screen was a close up video of a hand doing the same to a hardened member not identified. The thumb drive in the dock was marked TylerT 1.3. His aunt told him he needed to watch one a day in the company of at least one other. Though he still was getting used to dressing like a girl other parts of his regimen, like this one, troubled him less than they once did. He was staring to become more comfortable with the fact that whenever anyone saw him with an erection, it was their responsibility to milk him until he came and feed him afterwards. Given that he rarely stayed soft for long, there was a hand on his cock more often than not. That his shaft was developing quite an attraction for silk only provided an even readier excuse.
He squirmed a bit in the chair. He could feel Riley's meat poking up against the champagne coloured silk covering his rosebud. The scene on the 40' screen had shifted somewhat. The body belonging to the rod being jacked on screen had been pushed up from behind so that they could be entered from above. His sister timed it perfectly; shifting the material aside, she slid into him just as a fleshpole on screen descended from above and started penetrating his anonymous counterpart.
She nibbled on his neck and grinned as he loosened so she could drive deeper easier. "This feels so good, doesn't it Sissydick? Watching what is happening on screen at the same time it is happening to you. Up and down, in and out. Your cock is so slippery and your ass is so slick. Such a good girl you are, aren't you?" she asked bringing her other hand to his little titties and starting to speed up her pace.
"Such a good girl," she repeated losing herself in the moment. Her mind was drifting as the rhythmic motions brought her closer and closer. Images started flashing in her head. Miss Cantwell's luscious rear end, the first day she saw her in Home Room. Her Mom, Aunt Astrid, Riley, Ingrid, Maria, Sofia, Dr. Hanratty, Nurse Stella, a young girl about his or Riley's age with shoulder length brown hair who she didn't recognize, even Gracey. She could see each of the women's rounded asses, each spreading their cheeks to reveal their dark stars. And each was beautiful. Her mouth opened, the tip of her tongue reached out, yearning.
She could feel him pulsing in her hand. He was getting close and quickly. Whatever was flashing through that horny head of his must be something good. The motion on screen had increased so she did the same. She wanted his experience to share synergy with the video. "Almost time to feed you Sissydick", she whispered, "Almost time. You want to cum for me don't you? Cum for me so I can feed you? Look at the screen, look at the cum. You love cum, don't you?"
"Love cum."
"Cum for me!"
And she did, her white juice fountaining into the air and covering her tits. Her sphincter tightened with her orgasm and then she was being filled. She sighed as her own seed surged in time with that which was coating her anal passage. She licked her lips. She was looking forward to her snack.
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The four girls stood in the shower soaping each other down quickly. Tyler's film study with Riley had lasted longer than others would have liked and now they were behind. The party would start at 6:00 with dinner and it was already 4:30. With the 45 minutes it took to get there in the limo, they had less than an hour. "At least their gift was ready to go," Ingrid thought as she worked her way down her older sister's body and began washing her cock. As it expanded under her touch she muttered in exasperation "Do you ever stop?" The eldest dropped to her knees.
"We don't have time!" Sofia whined.
"Tell her that," she retorted. "Help me out here." With that Maria nodded and started plunging her tool into Tyler's ass while Riley dropped down as well. Ingrid concentrated on the glorious mushroom in front of her while the youngest started using her tongue on the underside of a most stubborn shaft.
In the end they got there was four minutes to spare. The quartet tumbled out of the car with Tyler being saved from falling on his face by the quick hands of Ingrid. They were dressed to the nines. The eldest had a strapless sapphire mini that matched her piercing blue eyes with heels to match. Sheer lacy baby blue thigh highs hinted at what lay beneath. Sofia for her part decided on a black racerback waistcoat and a red tutu skirt that ended just above the knees with black ballet pumps. Riley was in the classic little black dress and a pair of purple high tops. Tyler had not as of yet developed much of a sense of fashion so the other three selected his wardrobe for the evening. As a result he wore an emerald back diving mini that had hung loosely on his shoulders. He desperately wanted to wear something flat on his feet, but the girls insisted he start getting used to wearing heels. The party also marked the first time he had ever worn silk stockings and a garter belt with his being cream in colour.
He looked down at the black open toes. "Well, I haven't fallen on my face yet, I've come close, but I haven't done it"
They started inside.
The mansion, though not as large as their Aunt Astrid's, was still large. Ingrid used the lion's head knocker in the door to announce their arrival.
Allison opened the door.
"Happy Birthday!" they chorused when she did.
Their hostess was barefoot, wearing a tan coloured silk camisole and matching boxers, her dark brown hair swirled up in a braided twist. Her length presented a lazy arc that was, as of yet, hidden. "Come in, come in," she greeted. "We were just about to sit down for dinner."
"It seems we are a tad overdressed for the occasion," Ingrid chuckled as she stepped in and to the side.
"You don't have to be," she smiled.
"These are my sisters Tyler and Riley, and our good friend and roommate Sofia," she introduced as each entered. "They all go to Meadowvale, you've likely seen them around."
"I sure have," she pecked each on the cheek in welcome. "Leave your shoes there if you want, come in, come in", she once more prompted.
Tyler wanted out of his heels fast enough but Ingrid gave him a look of disapproval when he did so. He kept them on and followed the rest into the main dining area.
There were six other girls there including Allison, Ingrid counted. Raven haired Madison Miller wore a dark blue silk one piece with matching stockings, garter, and heels. She had her locks up loosely with tendrils. Next to her were the Clearwater sisters, Amanda and Heather. The first, along with Madison and the girl of the hour formed a triumvirate atop the senior class pyramid in terms of power and influence. Amanda also with fiery red hair, wore a mint green satin two piece with white lace trim. Her stockings were similar and she wore white heels. "That's cute," she observed as she spotted Heather waving to Sofia when she saw her. The younger Clearwater, the taller and more voluptuous of the pair, was adorned in a pink silk bra and panty set with a cream lace teddy over top. A member of the freshmen class, Kelsey Cantwell stood talking to Victoria Cready. The former, her chestnut brown hair falling just past her shoulder blades had a soft gold silk camisole and boxer set, similar to Allison's but with chocolate brown lace trim. She had heard good things about her and wondered if she was in any of Riley's classes. The junior class student representative looked immaculate in champagne silk two-piece that had caramel trim. A similarly themed sheer baby doll completed the ensemble. She wore her brown hair in a loose French braid. She gave Tyler a little finger wave when she spotted him which caught the oldest Hutchison a bit by surprise. "Breathing rarified air are we?" She took note, as the girls looked for their places at the table.
Tyler's head was swimming as he entered the room as looked around. It was one thing to sit in a classroom full of girls in school uniforms. This was something else again. His tool hardened as he looked around the room though apparently he was not the only one. Arcs and bulges were easily identifiable on everyone. Any efforts they may have made to conceal such things at the academy were not made here. He had no idea that Heather looked like that when she wasn't wearing tartan. He had heard she had an older sister that was a student, but this was the first time he had seen her. And there was Victoria from geography class. She had always treated him well in school, helping him, encouraging him. But here, now, he nearly swooned when he saw her, she was almost angelic. She saw him and gave the boy a cute finger wave from across the room. And then he saw her. The girl he didn't know from the images that flashed through his mind earlier in the day. There she was, dressed in soft gold silk, talking to Victoria. He hoped no one noticed when he white knuckled the back of one of the dinner chairs. He hoped.
"Everyone to the table," called out Allison. "Dinner will be served shortly. Find your places, each setting has a nametag."
Ingrid and Riley had decided to remove their dresses revealing baby blue and black silk lingerie respectively. Sofia, however had opted to keep her clothes on for now. She liked her red tutu skirt and besides she observed silently, "It's not like what she was wearing would get in the way of anything." The tall leggy senior looked especially fetching Sofia thought, momentarily glancing up as she looked at the name tags. "I may have to get me a piece of that at some point."
Riley found her spot and sat down. Spotting Tyler she patted the chair to her right. "We're sitting together again," she giggled in his ear as he took his seat. The chair to the other side had the name Kelsey Cantwell written on it and beyond that Sofia Garcia. She knew the former, they sat together in geography. "She'll really like Sissydick," she inwardly promised, smiling. "And Sissydick will really like her too." She looked back to her left and saw Heather Clearwater was her neighbor to that side. The captain of the Swim Team, Victoria Cready, was also here, but she didn't see her name on this side of the table. It seemed all of the younger students were on this side of the table which meant all of the juniors and seniors would be seated opposite.
The meal was quite enjoyable and much small talk ensued afterwards at the table. When Tyler found out that the girl to his right was the daughter of his Home Room Teacher, he momentarily flashed back to Tuesday before class, her cock sliding between his lips, her cum coating his throat. Abruptly the image changed to one of Miss Cantwell's rosebud beckoning, then to one of Kelsey's rosebud beckoning. Sofia, sitting on the other side and listening in, saw him falter when the familial relationship was revealed. "I think I know what that was all about," she grinned inwardly as he stiffened. The Latino girl casually slid her hand up and began playing with Kelsey's hair as the latter first noticed the length of the girl beside her. She took a quick glance around the table and noticed things starting to get steamy on the other side as well. Victoria was leaning into Allison for support and squirming in her chair. Heather's sister Amanda had gone missing but Sofia could have sworn she never saw her leave the table. The other senior Madison had moved over to the right and was toying with the junior's tits. The dark haired girl caught Ingrid's eye and mouthed the word "Amanda?" questioningly. "Dropped her fork," returned the silent reply which nearly caused Sofia to laugh out loud. The Swim Team captain the groaned and the aroma of ejaculate began to waft though the room.
"Time for birthday gifts," announced Madison covering for her friend who was allowing the junior to use her as a ladder down from her peak. "I'll start." With that she reached into her purse and presented her friend with a spa day and dinner at an out of the way place on the other side of town. "This is from the Miller's and the Clearwater's." Heather beamed as Amanda emerged, a little disheveled. She looked at Ingrid, then at the still recovering Victoria, then once again back to the first. "You'd best go next."
"The four of us decided to go in together on a bigger gift instead of four small ones," she explained handing over an envelope. "Did you want me to read?" she asked nodding to her currently occupied hands. Another nod was the response from Allison as the eldest Hutchison started. "You have been cordially invited to a private fitting at La Salle's Lingerie in Meadowvale. An account worth $200 has been opened in your name. This offer is good for the next month." The others clapped their approval.
Allison leaned into Victoria and, lifting her face, kissed her deeply. "You can give me your gift later." She whispered to her weak smile. She turned to the others. "Ok everyone into the rec room. Follow me. Kelsey's Aunt Doris set up her gift down there and it's waiting to be used. So let's go use it."
Chairs scraped and the party began to move to follow the birthday girl as she led the way downstairs. Allison had already decided that she wanted to go into medicine upon graduating. She had the marks for it and had done some interning at the school clinic in her junior and senior years. She could definitely see being a part of Dr. Hanratty's team in eight to ten years. It was for that reason that she had a professional appreciation for the physician's present or at least the first half of it. She felt the plastic control unit in her pocket as she rounded the corner. The appreciation for the other half was purely personal.
She waved her fellow students through the entrance to a large open concept room with large sliding glass doors leading out to a spacious yard. Warmth came from a fireplace in the north wall and an orgy pit of beanbag chairs, thick throw rugs, blankets, and pillows littered the floor. A refrigerator with a glass door against the wall opposite the hearth held all manner of athletic drinks in a variety of flavours. But the dominant feature of the area stood in the middle of the room in a space cleared of `floor furniture'.
It was a fully functioning gynecologist's examination table with leg stirrups and arm straps. It had every bell and whistle you could think of including, and she was quite sure this was special order, an adjustable arm attached to the bottom end of the surface that, when raised, allowed for the insertion of various items into various orifices. She didn't want to even guess at what it cost. But that wasn't the best part. No, the best part was restrained to the table by the aforementioned stirrups and straps; her thoroughly horny and naked mother, Principal Regina Waverly. She was wearing a cockring like contraption that Dr. Hanratty had conceptualized herself. She had explained all of its features to her when she had delivered both this afternoon. She flipped the switch on the remote control in her pocket and the vibrator on the apparatus started to hum into action stimulating the older woman's girth. She moaned and began thrusting her hips.
"I give you...my mother," she announced with a wave, approaching the table. "She will be our entertainment for the evening. You may do what you will to her, lovingly of course, but rest assured," she added pulling out the control, "she will not cum unless I think she deserves it." She slid her bottoms off and climbed aboard the table shimmying up until her cock lay just below her mother's mouth. "And she will only deserve it if she is a good girl." She turned to Regina and caressing her face asked "You will be a good girl won't you? A very good girl? If you are, I may let you cum at the end of the night."
She turned to the others. "I do believe that as the birthday girl it is my privilege and my right to kick off the festivities as well as have first bite of the apple." Then quietly to the woman below she spoke. "Open up mother, this is your first course of many." She slowly let her ten inches sink through the beautiful lips below and began face fucking the Principal.
End of Chapter 9