Meadowvale Academy Chapter 94
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, non-consent/reluctance, orgasm denial, podophilia, prostate milking, 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 94: That Day at the Spa Part 1
Beverly Winchester stared off into the distance from the morning sun of her front porch as she sipped the last of her coffee.
"Another cup, dear?" her mother asked raising the pot.
"Yes please," the short haired brunette answered absently listening to the sounds of the nearby activity. Her daughter Tammy occupied the swinging bench to her right with her girlfriend Fiona Morrissey. It had been nearly a month since the latter had moved in full time. To be sure, she had offered the girl an apprenticeship on the farm which she eagerly accepted, but everyone knew the real reason for her presence. The two statuesque 15 year olds, both taller than anyone else in the household made an exquisite pair. One a redhead, the other a blonde, the gawkiness of their youth was quickly giving way to the beauty of womanhood. Even casually dressed as they were it was hard to hide it.
The duo used the momentum of their suspended seating to slide their stiff cocks in and out of the mouths of the two that knelt before them. Clover Garland, the futagen they had adopted earlier in the year had her lips around the nine inches of her eldest, her fingers interlaced behind the older futa's ass. The end of her treated tongue was already well into the open and licking Tammy's balls each time they came near. Beside her the Docicon the two had taken possession of, Mendie Müller, engulfed the slightly larger organ of the Morrissey girl.
The Linguamorph treatment she had undergone was a bit more recent and she was still mastering her technique with her new larger appendage. Still the other adjustments seemed to be taking well. They pair had split the treatments with Erosculpt Gel into two parts and now Mendie sported 35 inch C cup breasts with wonderfully pinchable areolas and a nice firm 37 inch ass. The Folliclovan had provided her with a full mane of dark brown hair that had a hint of red in it. And it was most definitely a mane. Long, thick, somewhat unruly in style, the Docicon now oozed lust from every pore. The chastity device that imprisoned her small clit completed her transformation from societal miscreant to willing sexpot.
"When did Clara say the girls would be along again?" Rosemary asked as she took in the couplings of the quartet to her right.
"Another 10 minutes they should be here," the other rancher replied pulling herself out of her reverie.
"Six school aged futas on the loose in Perland Bay," the older woman shrugged.
"What could possibly go wrong?" her daughter chuckled.
"At least Sandra Ellis will be driving," the grey haired futa pointed out. "Heather does tend to throw her weight around sometimes but even that one knows what lines not to cross or she deals with her mother when she gets home. They'll behave. What will Kimberly and Willow be getting up to today?" she then asked changing the subject.
"Not sure, she is supposed to phone after breakfast," informed the younger.
"She and I had a talk the other day," the matriarch divulged. "Those two are getting quite serious. She's thinking about moving in with the Reeds."
"Really? Granted, she sleeps there half the time anyway, but this is the first I'm hearing of it," Beverly admitted.
"Probably by design. I think she wanted to send up a trial balloon with me before coming to you."
"Why the change?"
"She was saying the Vickers Twins and their aide Temperance are re-training Willow's mother and their daughter Bianca," her mother replied.
"As what?"
"She didn't go into detail. Apparently Kim dogpiles with Willow, Coral, and Ariella whenever she sleeps over. One of the Koletova girls as well, I'm not sure which, I get them mixed up."
"I can see why she'd want to be a part of that," the brunette nodded. "Push that pebble along Mom, get her to talk with me about it." She sipped her coffee once again as the two high school students on the porch each grabbed the skull in front of them and began fucking the faces of Clover and Mendie with more fervor.
"I know that face," Rosemary murmured over her mug to her daughter as a small smile formed, "Tammy's going to fill Clover's mouth soon."
"I think Fi is going to be right behind her," Beverly agreed. "And in good time as well. Here they come now," she noted nodding towards the dust trail emanating from the Cleawater driveway across the road and down a couple hundred yards.
"What should we do today, dear?"
"After we get Mendie hooked up? Not sure," the younger considered. "It's a pretty light load of things to do. The girls took care of a lot of stuff yesterday so they could go on this trip today. I could probably use a style, you too," she chuckled as Rosemary's hair blew into her face with a sudden breeze.
"You want to drive into town and see if we can get in at Eleanor's?" her mother asked.
"I can think of worse things to do with my time," she responded as the Ellis station wagon pulled into the dirt round from the long drive of the ranch. At the wheel was the geography teacher Sandra Ellis and beside her in the front seat was her middle daughter Hailey, odds on favourite to captain next year's baseball team. In the backseat was the starting catcher Heather Clearwater and another likely member who would be attending Meadowvale for the first time, her youngest child Stacey. A chorus of mewls and moans sounded from a few feet away as the corner infielders for the Oaks, Tammy and Fiona, frantically hammered their cocks down the throats of Mendie and Clover, forcing them to quickly swallow as they pumped them full of their loads. "That could not have worked out any better I think," she remarked pulling out her phone. "Let me phone the spa."
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Eleanor glanced up from her seat as she heard the beads in the curtain swish with more new arrivals. Tiffany was out front at the moment but she would be itching to get back soon. She couldn't blame the student, the work stations were a veritable cornucopia of carnality at the moment. And it was about to ramp up considerably if the follow up phone call she made to Claire Miller yesterday was anything to go on.
"So I could hear the commotion in the background when we phoned to confirm Gina's appointment for tomorrow," the redheaded hairdresser spoke on the video screen in her office. What's going on over there?"
"Oh, just some of the girls from the swim team are here," answered their coach. "Having a bit of a do, still celebrating Molando I guess."
"Really?"
"Someone has to keep them out of trouble over the holidays, Pizza and the World Championships on the big screen seem like a good a way as any."
"They sleeping over?"
"Yep, we bought a case of beer," she reported. "Already confiscated everyone's car keys."
"You know, you can make it up to them," Eleanor hinted, "get back to being the coach they love the most."
"OK, I'll play. And how might I do that then" she asked taking the bait.
"Take them out for a late brunch at the diner, bring them by afterwards."
And now one by one, lead by their swim team coach, the students entered the work area of Serendipity's. Dark haired Sylvie Villeneuve was first dragging behind her the braided Victoria Cready. Neither the redheaded Riley Halversson or brunette Ilaria Martinelli could keep their hands off of the short haired blonde Beate Bauer, not that the later was protesting. Rounding out the group was the other chaperon and Claire's assistant the bald Marike Maertens as well as her daughter Mila. Though the last was not a member of the swim team, none voiced complaints about copper curled girl with a body that wouldn't quit.
"The Bonners will be around later," the raven haired teacher explained. "As I understand it Vera is already on your books for today. The Zondo twins as well, they had to make a stop first. They should get here shortly."
"The more the merrier," the Hardin woman grinned. "Is everyone here full?"
"Oh most definitely," assured her counterpart. "Pizza last night, jumbo pancake platter at the diner."
"Good to hear," she complimented. "I'm sure you recognize my current client."
"Why of course I do," the other smiled looking down at her bound colleague as the latter's body was made a plaything by others. "How is the mani-pedi Gina? Looks like you're enjoying yourself there."
"Wonderful...just...wonderful," came her breathy answer, her eyes half closed in lust.
"Perhaps you'd like to take over for me here Claire?" Eleanor suggested. "I have a couple things to do and I'll need to find places for these lovely ladies. The place won't run itself."
"Most certainly," the black haired beauty replied replacing the other on the stool and on the other teacher's cock. "I know just how to make you feel good don't I Gina?" she asked receiving a low moan in reply.
"Right, Vicky, Sylvie, let's start with you then," the hairdresser instructed waving them over towards the back. "My daughter is behind that curtain getting filled as we speak with her cock in a nozzle," she explained lowly. "She should be pretty round by now so she isn't going to be able to stand well. Fortunately for her, your math teacher has been ogling her since she arrived though she doesn't think I've noticed. The two of you know how to work a milker, you have them at Gemini's?"
"Yes, Ma'am," Victoria grinned as both nodded eagerly.
"Then you know what you need to do," the older futa surmised her eyes twinkling, watching the pair make a beeline for the curtain. "Mila," she then called turning back to the others. "Go out front and fetch Tiffany, take her place. Have her show you the basics. I'll be out to replace you in a few as soon as I get everyone else placed OK?" A small upwards curl of the lips was her only answer as she went back the way she came.
"Right...you three..." she considered, looking Riley, Ilaria, and Beate, then scanning the floor. "Ilaria, how would you like to help out your Aunt Valentina and your cousin Liana with Crystal over there?" she suggested as the two older Italians busied themselves strapping the Canadian girl in the chair several feet further in. "Here, take this with you," Eleanor directed taking a Slutofier off of the shelf and handing it to the braided brunette. The youngest Martinelli present momentarily chewed her lip, smiled, kicked off her shoes and dropped her pants before approaching her relatives. Smaller in build than her classmate Riley, she nonetheless had lovely curves like the rest of her family. She made a point of bending at the waist when she removed the bottom half of her attire giving all there a bit of a show. "Definitely related to those two," the spa manager muttered as she watched the retreating orbs swaying back and forth before reluctantly pulling her eyes away. "Beate why don't you stick with Miss Maertens for now while I find a spot for Riley here. Take her to station six over there."
"I've got just the place for you to get started," the older redhead proclaimed to the younger one as she took her hand in her own and lead her off to the side. "I'm sure you know the Delacourt and the Tajimand girls from school."
"They are in a few of my classes, yes," the girl answered falling in step with the Hardin woman.
"As it happens, both Lucille and Nikou are back in the massage area where Sam usually works," she explained. "She's not going to be in for another couple of hours yet so maybe you can sub in for her? Nari is currently on the table last I checked, the little Asian futagen that lives with the Daniels'."
"Oh, I saw her at the Christmas Cum Drive," the Halversson girl exclaimed. "She's a real cutie."
"Quite talented too from what I hear," the hairdresser revealed as they turned the corner. The sounds and smells of the sex and fecality taking place beyond the curtain were upon them immediately "I've brought you some more help Zoe," she announced pulling the beads aside. "And it looks like you'll need it."
Riley grinned at the comment as she took in the scene. Lying folded and strapped down on the massage table was the young Asian featured futagen. The last of a mound of shit that was on her face was being scooped into her mouth by Nasrin Tajimand, the Iranian dairy farmer. The olive skinned brunette was also satisfying her own hanger pangs, fingering some of the waste through her own lips every so often. The masseuse meanwhile was flexing her hips aggressively as face fucked the Persian's daughter Nikou with her eight inch piece, both hands on the back of the girl's head. Her classmate was swallowing desperately, the Greek woman's load flooding her throat with each thrust. At the other end of the table Lucille Delacourt knelt over the hips of the youngest slamming her thick nine inch rod in and out of Nari's quim with gusto, her eyes holding the other's on her own.
"Here, let me," offered the manager as she quickly helped the Halversson girl disrobe and then onto the table so she was straddling the upturned face of the futagen but facing away from the others. Smiling dreamily the swimmer sighed, closed her eyes, and loosened her rosebud, feeding the mouth below her anew. She didn't notice her wrists had been bound to the spreader bar until it was too late. And then it was her legs, first her calves strapped down and then her thighs strapped to them. It was only when Zoe Onasis suddenly slipped a head brace over her skull however that the 14 year old sensed something off. By then though, it was too late. The oral spreader was being twisted open and the woman who had walked her back here was wheeling an eight liter container of sludge into place at the end of the table.
"We need Nari here to have a big, big, breakfast," Eleanor cooed as Zoe held her head in place.
"Which means we need to feed you one as well," the masseuse added as the connection between the hose and facial frame clicked into place. The pump was them turned on and somewhat alarmed by the turn of events but powerless to stop them Riley watched the shit slowly wend its way up the clear round towards her open lips.
"Don't worry dear," the redhead assured the trapped student attaching nozzles to both nipples and a larger one onto her cock. "You'll have fun too." More pumps were turned on and she groaned when the incessant pulling on her tits and tool began. "There we go, shit for us dear, shit for us. Fill up Nari here as we do the same for you." Closer and closer the brown snake came until she was forced to swallow. None of this was new to her, especially with her family. They were shitsluts one and all. Still, what was happening here now was certainly unexpected. More and more sludge pushed its way down her throat as she became a conduit for filth. Her areolas began pumping their creamy gift and her eight inch prong was tingling, throbbing, tingling, throbbing, and then gushing its pearly treasure in thick globs as she reached saturation. Once more she closed her eyes and slumping forward slightly, relaxed her body, her cycle of fecal life now complete.
With a few final thrusts Valentina Martinelli emptied her load into the gripping quim of the Bernier girl as the latter sucked furiously on her right tit. She could feel her daughter Liana's pipe hammering away much like hers through the thin membrane of skin separating pussy and ass as her tits, nearly the size of her own, pressed against her back. Her sudden groan told her that she was filling the younger futa's anal canal as well. "Such a lovely fuck...you are...Crystal, such a...lovely...fuck," she complimented struggling somewhat as her cum surged forth. Over and over the two Italians sawed in and out until finally each drained they slowed and stopped their plunging, catching their breath.
"There she is," the hairdresser announced a couple minutes later having recovered somewhat when she spotted Ilaria approaching. "And look Crystal, she has brought you a present. "She is so thoughtful my niece. You stay right there Crystal, I'll be right back." She kissed the student bound in the salon chair and momentarily left, returning with a tray of the semen and shit solution the spa used for their facials. "I know you wanted a cut similar to Olivia's dear, but looking at your bone structure, it just does not support it. We can still make you a blonde, but I've got a better idea for a look that will bring out your best qualities, a look that will really define you. I'll bet you'd like that wouldn't you?"
As she was talking to the shy girl, the third Martinelli, a first year with unruly boho half-dreads of brown and gold, attached the Slutofier around her waist lining up its holes with those of the sophomore. "Over on the shelves there dear," the eldest directed when the 14 year old looked around for something to attach to the apparatus. "Go with a two dimpled black ones, she just took your cousin up the ass and I was in her pussy, she is stretched enough for those."
Grinning Ilaria held up the pair of dildos in question. "These ones?"
"Yes, sweetie, bring them here, slide them in place. Start on the third setting," she instructed as she pulled out her hair clippers and started shaving the skull of the Bernier girl as close to the skin as possible while still leaving a hint of hair. "Trust me dear, you love this when I'm finished. Everyone will. You'll be one of the most popular girl's at school." With her experienced hand, it only took a couple of minutes before Valentina had all of the Canadian's brown locks on the floor below at her feet. "There we go, all done. Let's give you a wash before we start with the colouring." With that she lowered the top end of the chair back a little further and shimmying her red bodycon over her hips, the Italian futa straddled her client and began liberally pissing on her face as skull. Her niece flipped the switch on the belt and the ring around the sophomore's cock tightened and buzzed as the two dildos commenced their thrusting and the jaw below her slackened. "Liana dear, perhaps you can help me up here, our Crystal does seem to have a bit of a thirst." Moments later a second strong stream of urine joined the first, the throat beneath the two flexing rhythmically as it gulped down the golden liquid even as more washed over her face.
Once both prongs were pushing in and out of the holes of the strapped down student, Ilaria climbed up on the chair as well and lowered her pussy over Crystal's stiff seven inches. The Canadian futa's size was not as impressive as any of the on the swim team that she had arrived with and she had already been fucked a couple of times this morning but the Italian had trained her muscles well. Her walls of her pink were easily able to milk the rod of the Bernier girl at the same pace she was ploughed into by the twin latex lengths. The prostatic stimulator the latter had installed was controlling all of her possible orgasmic releases which made her carnal massage all the more pleasurable. "I can edge her all day and all she can do is wish," she thought privately as she ground down on her organ once again.
Eventually the older pair finished soaking the girl's skull with piss and Valentina pulled up a stool and slid the tray closer as her daughter dismounted, taking a seat beside her. Each took a generous handful of the muddy mix from it lovingly slathered it onto the nearly naked skin of Crystal's head, starting at the back and working their way around. "This feels so nice doesn't it sweetie, having your head coated in shit?" she asked as she pushed some more fudge into the bowel like reservoir surrounding her client's skull. "It's something I brought with me from Milano. They didn't do it here until they brought me in," she explained as she gently kneaded the girl's temples with sludge. "I taught Liana here how to do it three years ago. Now she is as good as I am at it."
Soon the bowl was full and only Crystal's pale face broke the surface of filth. "Now for the best part dear," the Martinelli woman cooed sliding three fingers of waste through the girl's lips, "the facial." Little by little, four sets of fingers slowly covered skin with shit, pausing every so often to allow the Bernier girl to snack on the fecal treat before her. Careful not to cover the eyes, nasal plugs with breathing tubes were put in place before the loving caress of their hands coated the rest of her head in the mud of countless others. The three shared a smile then as Valentina stood up and helped her child mount the salon chair once more, her thick nine inches making a furrow in the slimy filth on the girl's forehead.
"I think you know what is going to happen next don't you Crystal? It's time for you to get fed. Look up now, look up, watch how my lovely daughter spreads her cheeks wide for you. Doesn't she have a beautiful asshole? So nice and wrinkly and round. See how it pulses, see how it leaks a bit," she cooed mesmerizing the girl as she nodded to her niece and to her phone on the cart. "She is so full, she really needs to feed someone and you look so eager to eat," she continued as she slowly lowered her daughter's hips to the upturned face of the girl one year younger.
Crystal watched the spread orbs of Liana Martinelli slowly descend towards her face, she watched the throbbing flower between them tremble as it got closer and closer. And then there was darkness and the velvety touch of petals to lips. One expanded and the other eagerly followed. A thick mushy snake of sludge pushed into her mouth and her feasting began. Methodically she swallowed the fudge fed her as the twin prongs of latex lust ground into her and her cock was massaged by the inner walls of the youngest pussy. She whimpered in denied desire, desperately working the waste down her gullet as again and again she was held back from her release.
Ilaria used her mother's phone to deepen the thrusting of the dildos into Crystal's willing holes as she took her deep into her pink, flexing and squeezing each time she did. She watched the soft vine of shit ooze out of her cousin's assflower and through the waiting lips below. She had always been a bit of a voyeur and this time she had a front row seat to a sophomore's servitude. Her nostrils flared, her eyes lidded. Watching made her thick and hard. Nipples pressed into her back and then a familiar fleshy pipe found her rosebud. A bottle of lube appeared over her shoulder and was squeezed, the gel it contained creating a slippery bed of bliss for her member to slide up and down on between the mid sections of the pair.
"Are you hungry Ilaria?" her aunt asked as she thrust into her ass, her fucking motion dictating the younger girl's, as the younger brunette's piece glided up and down in its greasy prison of skin. "You look like you could use something to eat little one, yes you do. Liana's shit looks so yummy does it? She has a lot today, she had a big breakfast, she can feed two." Each time her anal canal was ploughed into there was a gentle push on the back of her dreads. Closer and closer she inched towards the flow of fudge until with a flick of her tongue she could have tasted it. Even in her daze of lust the youngest Martinelli felt a gaze upon her. Slowly she raised her eyes just enough to look up the spine of her cousin. It was them she realized it was her hand urging her head forward. Liana's smile was warm and nurturing and in her arousal the 16 year old's unspoken invitation was a welcome one. There was a sudden increase in the pace at which the filth flowed from above and a final push. Mouth opening, Ilaria Martinelli sighed and dove into the brown banquet.
Eleanor walked out of the massage area back into the main styling area just in time to see Sylvie Villeneuve and Victoria Cready guiding her daughter's distended body down onto the face of Gina Daniels. She saw that Olivia's midsection was rounded to a good size and smiled. She knew her oldest could be quite persuasive and tended to be the dominant one in her relationships. Still her swollen stomach aptly demonstrated that she had not lost any of her capacity or forgotten any of her toilet training. Claire was still stroking her colleague's 10 inch tool but Delores had moved on from sucking the shit coated toes of the math teacher and was now diving headlong into her pussy in a frantic, almost violent manner. Behind her Alanna Davenport slammed into rear passage and jacked her with her left hand while scooping handfuls of sludge from the tray below onto the school staffer's pink for the beautician to devour.
The redhead looked up just in time to see Vera Bonner, her twins Vivien and Valerie, and a younger fourth, their quad's futagen Maxine Bridges pushing through the beads. The last was a real prize. If their quad had perhaps moved a bit faster, they may have laid claim to her. Her golden complexion and long wavy dark brown hair hinted at some Caribbean genetics within her make up. Mind you everyone in the brownstone was perfectly happy with their little Melody, but today Eleanor would sure take advantage of the fact that Maxine found her way to Meadowvale as well. Peering around the group, she was mildly surprised not to see the short pigtails of Tiffany Charles leading the way given the carnal activities she was wading through on her way to the others. Smiling, she waved at the blonde farmer and her three daughters as she made her way forward towards the quartet. Liv had told her that how the doctor's daughter wanted to apprentice at the salon as a junior and this week was her first time on the other side of the chair as it were, unofficial as it was. So far, she had impressed. She knew the two had become quite close during the year. The redhead was well aware that her oldest child and Chloe Darnett shared a deep connection that would never be broken but the pair decided a few months ago to bring two others into their little love nest which was why Tiffany as well as the Fitzgerald girl had become more familiar figures recently. Not that either of the dark haired futas minded so far as she could see. She didn't know either of them very well, but both seemed to have come out of their collective shells since the two cheerleaders `adopted' them.
"Vera, good to see you and your daughters again," she greeted taking the other woman's hand in both of hers. "How are things on the farm?"
"A little more crowded now that families are living together," she returned kissing both of the auburn haired futa's cheeks. "The barn conversion is coming along nicely, we should finished by next week. Maxine here is fitting in quite nicely," she added looping an arm around the brunette's shoulder and squeezing her to her body. The younger kissed the palm of the hand lingering on the thumb of the eldest Bonner as she shared a gaze with the hairstylist.
"Yes, I can see that," she noted bouncing her eyes between the farmer, her daughters, and the young girl. "Have you seen my little helper Tiffany?"
"Felicity's girl? She's up front with Mila. They seemed...rather...pre-occupied," Vera disclosed, her lips curving upwards.
"Did they now?" the Hardin woman replied folding her arms in mock consternation which elicited giggles from the twins. "Well then, how about we find the three of you a place back here and then I'll go look in on them." With that Eleanor turned and scanned the interior of the salon. "Your styles are all still holding since you came in last month, but I'm sure we can find something for you to do," she assured them over her shoulder. "If the three of you can go to Station Five over there, we'll get you started in a few minutes. Feel free to say hi to your neighbours in Station Six," she suggested with a twinkle in her eye as she nodded towards Beate Bauer who figured out how to strap the bald Marike Maertens into the salon chair and knees on her shoulders was face fucking the political science teacher with some fervor. "I'm going to borrow Maxine here if you don't mind, show her what we do here."
"Of course," the farmer grinned, her face framed by a side parted wheat blonde bob offering up the 12 year old. "Education is an important part of growing up."
Eleanor drew her in close and started towards the front "What we learn today-"
"-helps us tomorrow," finished the other woman with a laugh recalling a wisdom from the pair's school day past.
Within her bonds Gina Daniels was on another plane of pleasure. Between the feel of her colleague's fingers sliding up and down on her slippery 10 inches, Delores dining on her shit coated pussy, and the two students, Chloe and Hennessy, devouring her nipples which were now also covered in a thick layer of filth, she could do little but lie back, eyes closed, mouth open, and be drowned in the sensations. She barely registered when the weight on the chair shifted. It was if it was a small event that had happened far away, of little importance. In her heat her eyelids lazily opened not wanting to break that carnal spell she was under any more than need be. It was then that she saw the cause of the disturbance.
The lovely ass of Olivia Hardin, the blonde beauty in her sophomore math class sat perched above her face several inches away. Her stomach was wildly swollen, it was obvious she was carrying a full load of sludge. She was like an angel hovering above her, smiling down her spine as she looked over her shoulder. Two other students, Victoria Cready and Sylvie Villeneuve, helped support her as she spread her cheeks and jockeyed herself into position. Her rosebud winked and flexed, clearly anxious to bloom. A small leak of anal slurry seeped out into the open and beaded upon her flower as Gina licked her lips. And then, it slowly lowered. The teacher's wanton need increased with every inch the flesh she had lusted over neared.
There were voices, distant murmurs, none of which she could discern or understand, they were unimportant now. Her tongue flickered as the orbs of her desire closed in. She felt their touch then and reflexively allowed her jaw to slacken, ancient lessons learned long ago and buried, once more bubbling to the surface of her consciousness. Wider and wider her willing lips were stretched by the sphincter above as her face was pushed further and further in the warm dark crevice of her golden haired angel. Then she felt Olivia bloom and the first mushy log of shit oozed out of her and across her tongue. A wave of euphoria instinctively passed through her. Concerns of precedent and later consequences fell by the wayside in that moment. Gina's visceral need for sustenance was the only voice to be heard now.
Her swallowing motion was a natural one, rhythmic, methodical, easily keeping up with the girl's cascading flow of fudge. More and more was pushed into her from above. Snake after lovely brown snake of mud slid across her taste buds and down her throat as the raw pleasure being inflicted on her pussy, cock, and tits increased at the same pace she feasted. Closer and closer her sensual storm crept, gaining speed, gaining intensity. The winds of her carnality whipped about her now and she gulped feverishly willing herself to her most wished for end. And then there it was, she was in the eye, oblivious to everything else but bliss of her cock erupting and her pussy overflowing. Over and over she humped, her release crashing over her wave after wave, as she was relentlessly fed a massive meal of mud by one of her students. Gina Daniels was now on another plane of pleasure.
It was Tiffany's first time trying to be the dominant one without Olivia or her mother standing at her elbow murmuring encouragement. She had been working her way up to this for a couple of weeks, ever since her best friend suggested she put in a few days over spring break at the spa.
"It'll be fun, no seniors to boss us around, but plenty of others for us to play with," she insisted in the cafeteria at lunch that day. "You watch, a lot of girls will make appointments or their moms will for them." She had seen Olivia when she got her teeth into an idea before. There would be no deterring her. "We could bring Chloe and Hennessy too," she added looking across the table at the other two present. "All four of us could help out."
"I'm game," the Darnett girl grinned giving her latest paramour a loving squeeze as the girl's freckled face silently peeked out from behind a veil of long black hair. "We both are, aren't we baby?" she asked as she smooched the Irish futa, already knowing the answer.
"You're going to need a new do for an unveiling like this though," the blonde noted, "something that will keep you in other people's minds. Your hair is long enough. Have you ever tried pigtails?"
And so here she was in Serendipity's sitting on a bar stool behind the front counter. On her knees before her was a voluptuous junior Mila Maertens, her rusty curls framing a freckled face whose lips slid up and down on Tiffany's seven inch cock. The sophomore couldn't believe her good fortune as her orgasm rapidly approached. It all happened so fast. It was all so easy.
"Miss Hardin told me to come up front and relieve you," she had started about 20 minutes ago as she slipped out front from behind the beaded curtain. "She said you would show me what I need to know."
"Sure Mila," she smiled as she walked out from where she was and looking out the window pulled the curtains until they were nearly closed. "It's too bright in here right now," she commented scrunching her nose as she returned, her eyes twinkling. She had seen the Dutch girl surreptitiously eye her when she first came in with the swim team and it had made her feel...different somehow...sexy...wanted. It was a new feeling for her. She twirled a finger through one of her short pigtails that Olivia had put her in some days ago and watched the other's eyes follow her hand. Her friend was right, they did make her stand out. She had received several compliments at school, something that never happened to her before, at least not for her appearance. Liv had completed the makeover by taking her shopping earlier in the week.
Her black leather mini-skirt contrasted with her conservative white office blouse, but the top three buttons of the latter were undone, allowing her to show off a lovely red silk push up bra trimmed with black lace. A pair of three inch heels made her slightly taller than the junior who was wearing high top running shoes. And while it was true that her curves couldn't rival the redhead's, her figure was still well proportioned to her frame.
"So, you'll want to come back here with me," she instructed the futa one year older as she steered her behind the counter, then turned so the two were facing each other and put her hands on her shoulder blades. "Probably the first thing you should learn about is customer service," the Charles girl began as she pushed down, holding the other's gaze prisoner within her own.
The curly haired student slowly sunk to her knees, unable to break eye contact as the weight on her shoulders forced her down and the Asian featured futa continued to smile down at her. The sophomore leaned back against the stool, allowing her hips to part and the hardness of her cock to push the mini-skirt forward in front of her.
"So Mila, let's pretend I'm the client," Tiffany continued, gaining more confidence as she went. "Let's pretend I'm the client and you work here and you find yourself in this position. You're on your knees and you're looking at a tented skirt that you just know hides a nice, hard, juicy cock. What do you think you should do here?" The other opened her mouth to answer but the pig tailed girl cut her off. "Don't speak, just do. Remember customer service. Service."
The Dutch futa could feel the cock in her mouth swell and throb as it neared its gushing. The Bonner twins, Valerie and Vivien, as well as their mother had arrived while she was being used by the Charles girl. A third hand had momentarily joined the first two on her skull, though it had landed with a lighter touch. Some talking of appointments took place. And then it and they were gone. She had always been good at giving head. Her mother and aunt had taught her well in that regard. She slid her hands around the cheeks of Tiffany's as and reinforced the pumping pace as it sped up. Faster and faster she cycled up and down on the fleshy stock until a groan sounded from above and thick streams of the sophomore's seed painted the inside of her mouth.
She fastened herself to the prong relishing the carnal harvest she had induced. At school the redhead hadn't really been all that popular so the opportunities to get sexually involved with others hadn't really emerged. At least not until her body had developed last year. Her body as a sophomore was not nearly as impressive as the 36-23-36 frame she now had as a 16 year old. The fact that her cup size was now an E on top of that had changed her social life. It had all been a bit overwhelming, she was not comfortable with her new status within the student body. And even though Stella and Sally Ann had continued trying to develop that part of her personality, her current position came as no surprise to her given how she was lead to by it.
Mila looked up at her counterpart and chewed her bottom lip. She had always been one who needed guidance in this area, one who was most comfortable when she left her carnal choices in the hands of others. Somehow she knew that as a junior it should be her that was instructing the younger Charles girl and not the other way around but her being on her knees now just felt like her proper place. Almost robotically her hands slid up the outside of the legs before her until she felt silk. Hooking her thumbs in the material she pulled down as the Tiffany lifted her ass just enough to accommodate her. She lowered the panties, red with black lace much like the bra above, and watched the bump beneath the leather extend even closer towards her face. She let them fall to the ground and pushed the hem of the mini-skirt upwards exposing the object of her desire. A slight affirmative from above was given. Mila mewled, licked her lips, and descended. Two hands found the back of her head and she settled into an easy rhythm as her face was fucked by the sophomore.
Over and over Tiffany's cum surged down the throat of the Dutch student as she pistoned her piece across the other's tongue until finally she had no more cream to give and slowly her rod softened. Her Asian features looked down with smug satisfaction at the doe eyes of the girl who had just sucked her cock. Framed by freckles and rusty curls, her expression spoke of one anxious for approval. "That was lovely Mila, but we aren't quite done yet," she cooed, her touch gentling as she pulled her tool from her full lips. She pushed the junior's head further down past her balls until it rested on her mons. "I'm sure you could use something to drink after all that," she suggested maintaining her position of dominance over the older futa. "Open up your lovely mouth Mila, open up and let me quench your thirst." Mired in her servitude, she felt the redhead jaws widen and create a seal against her pussy. Tiffany sighed and with a lazy smile started filling her mouth with a torrent of piss, just as the beads parted from behind her and Miss Hardin emerged from the back with the young tawny skinned futa that had come in a few minutes earlier with the Bonners.
"Oh, this looks interesting," the hairstylist commented with amusement spotting the Dutch girl gulping on her knees. "Well, at least the girl had the good sense to close the curtains and keep it behind the counter," she mused privately.
"I'm training her in customer service," Tiffany replied her serious tone betrayed by a giggle at the end of the sentence.
"I'll bet you are," the older retorted with a raised eyebrow and a wry smile, quickly disrobing the young girl beside her and removing her own panties. Picking up Maxine and wrapping her legs around her waist Eleanor slid in on the other side of the junior's curly head as her stiff nine inches slowly furrowed into the young girl's quim. "Normally we keep this sort of thing to the back half of the shop to keep up appearances dear," she lightly chided her daughter's friend. "But I can certainly understand why you would be tempted with this one. She is a real beauty. Good that you closed the curtains, but in the future, let's do this kind of thing behind the beads OK?" She looked down at the newest member of Quad the Bonner's belonged to. "Shall we help Tiffany train Mila here in customer service little one? I'm sure she is ready for additional lessons."
With that she spread the cheeks of the brunette and lowered them onto the Dutch student's skull. "I think you know what to do now don't you sweetie?" she asked as she tilted the futagen's head back and mined her mouth with her tongue. A tell-a-tale crackling then sounded from below. Moments later the Hardin woman felt the mushy softness of shit on her fingertips as Maxine coated the crown of Mila's skull with her slimy brown waste. She moved her around on the slippery bed of filth as she fucked the 12 year old. "We need to spread it around evenly little one," she explained mumbling around their deep kiss. "My turn," she sighed relaxing her pussy muscles as her own deluge of gold cascaded down on the back of the Maertens girl's head. Back and forth the pair moved, in and out her cock slid in an easy rhythm as she lead the pair on a slow luxurious climb to bliss.
She didn't even notice the arrival of the Winchesters until Rosemary tapped her on the shoulder. "I do believe we have an appointment, but there's no rush, we can wait."
"The sign, she didn't flip the sign did she?" the hairdresser asked her carnal haze subsiding just long enough for her to focus.
"I just did," Beverly assured her flashing her eyes as the two started to undress.
End of Chapter 94