Meadowvale Academy Chapter 29
These stories involve anal fingering, anal sex, auto-fellatio, bondage, dom/sub relations, fellatio, golden showers, incest, infantilism, orgasm denial, mind control/behavioural training, non-consent/reluctance, scat, sex machines, sissification, smothering, and voyeurism. If any of these things aren't your thing you may not want to read further.
Meadowvale Academy
Chapter 29: Allison's Shopping Trip Part 2
Allison saw her first. Pounding her rod regally in and out of Tyler's mouth she pretended not to. She was getting close until she looked up and saw Pineapple Roundtree standing outside of the shop door tapping on the glass. "This is my party and I didn't invite you," she thought annoyed as she purposefully ignored her and glued her eyes to Quinn Harper, Cameron Wellesley and Bethany Vickers. The three were no longer on the bench. Rather the last was on her back getting her anal passage reamed by the senior's hardened tool as the little blonde girl eagerly drank from the other student's breasts. "She does love suckling that girl's tits," she commented inwardly watching the pair. Behind the Wellesley girl was the third employee of the shop sawing in and out of her pink. She was approaching her crest, she could tell.
She spotted Cameron reach down between her legs and touch two fingers to Quinn's undervein, allowing them to slide up and down on the shaft as the latter plunged in and out of her pussy. "That's so hot," the birthday girl murmured as she felt her own girth slot itself along the ridge on Tyler's tongue. "Oh yes, that's it. Oh you lovely girl, bring me over," she groaned at the fuck hole below. The pink prodder stabbed her rosebud again and again in reply caressing her balls on the way by. As she watched the Harper woman peak she began to empty into the mouth of the girlie girl, her seed splashing down her throat over and over. Both chorused their blissful release adding to the sounds of carnality.
The younger La Salle pulled her softened member out of Ingrid's mouth and sat down on the floor heavily. "Wow!" she uttered in disbelief. "That was incredible." Not that she was a complete harlot but she had been here and there a few times. No one had ever sucked her cock like that before. "Geez, I'm getting hard again just thinking about it," she verbalized to no one in particular as her tool came back to life. Trying to let the rest of her body catch up with her rampaging rod, she took in the rest of the room.
The Latino girl to her right was lazily feeding Tyler her own ejaculate which had splattered her torso. Soft now herself, her load was safely ensorcelled in the boypussy of the other. The two lay next to each other cutely canoodling. Every once in a while Sofia would tease her classmate by making her extend her tongue to retrieve her snack. "She can touch her neck with that thing," she observed somewhat surprised, but not really based on her own recent experience with Ingrid. She wondered if her own arousal had anything to do with the Pherocum she had read about earlier. "It's not like Sissydick hadn't produced enough of it," she mused.
Meanwhile as Jennifer glanced over her shoulder she spotted Riley groan as her rod pasted the mirror with her seed. Her mother had popped a couple of the frontal snaps as well allowing the crown to peek out while she continued jacking the silk enclosed shaft. Her other arm wrapped around the younger, she was furiously thrusting, closing in on her own end herself. To her left the doctor's daughter launched Bethany's cum into the air from deep within her balls with a slickened hand as she leaned back and rocketed her own pearly paste into the younger girl's blossom. Jet after jet of the love juice surged upwards as the floor was soaked in clear fluids of lust from both.
"Wow!" she repeated her body still tingling.
An insistent tapping brought her out of her reverie. She looked around and spotted Pineapple Roundtree standing outside, dressed in loose fitting farmer's overalls and a white cotton tube top. Once the dreadlocked girl had her attention she pulled a clay jar out of her jacket pocket and held it up. She then noticeably tried the door without success. "Who locked it?" Jennifer asked herself as she struggled to her feet, stumbling around Ingrid and Dr. Wellesley. They had changed position now. The Halversson girl was on her back and the clinician was piling her girth into the student's starfish. The older woman had lowered herself to her elbows as the blonde below her suckled on one of her breasts. She could see droplets of white trickle down the side of her face as the brunette cooed softly and played with her hair.
Still regaining her equilibrium, she tried not to be obvious in using the counter as she walked. Her organ was iron and her balls were heavy as turned the lock on the door. "Fuck, she's beautiful," she decided as she gazed at the other girl, not realizing she was speaking aloud.
"Thanks," she chuckled. "I think you're cute too." Momentarily amused, the taller Pineapple was caught off guard when she dragged inside by the shopkeeper's daughter and her throat was skewered by Jennifer's tongue. The Roundtree girl was never one to turn down a zipless fuck and as her counterpart desperately dry humped her nakedness against her it was obvious she was up for it as well.
She could have taken advantage of the situation and started playing head games. She could have made her beg, planted a seed in the other. She was certain Allison would have, given the opportunity. But that wasn't her. She was about sharing the experience, bringing others to the place they wanted to be. The whole family was. It's not that they didn't believe in dominant or submissive personalities. Everyone leaned one way or the other to some extent; it was just a matter of degree. But there was a difference between having your place on that scale imposed upon you and having others walk with you along a path you had chosen for yourself. This however, was neither of those things. This was unbridled lust. "That worked too," she mused pulling off long enough to shrug off her overalls.
"You look like a hornydog," she commented as she was pulled to the floor. "Is Jennifer a hornydog? I think you are." She slid the crotch of her cotton panties aside and dropped her ass on the greasy pipe of the other. "Let's see what we can do about that," she offered as she began to rock the flesh in and out of her sphincter. Once she had her rhythm she brought her hands to the La Salle girl's breasts and began pinching. The university student's eyes widened and she arched and thrust each time. "Jenny likes having her tits tickled doesn't she?" She grinned downwards then glanced around at the other sexual vignettes. "She's not going to last long enough for me to get off here, but I'll get my chance. This isn't ending anytime soon."
Allison sat against the counter pushing Tyler's head down on her cock at a rapid pace. She had seen firsthand what happened when this one's spunk was in the air so it was no surprise to her when she re-hardened so quickly. Plus there was that magic tongue of hers. "Don't blame me," she stated, "you brought this on yourself." The girlie girl was no longer being prodded by Sofia. Rather, the other sophomore had decided to take her stiffening member in the direction of Quinn Harper, who was nearing recovery herself. "At this rate we will end up sleeping over," she mused as she grunted, filling the mouth below with her second load.
Not quite the violent orgasm as her initial release, it nonetheless provided a wave of euphoria to the senior as the one holed girl gulped down her seed. "The more often I am in the same room with her, the more impressed by her ability to please," she concluded silently. But there was more. She had heard the rumours, she had been talking with Victoria. That's how she heard about the tongue. Not that she had really believed what she told her until today. If that were true though, the other must be. Finally drained, at least for now, she lifted the head off of her pipe and pushed her onto her back. Getting on her knees she crouched over the sophomore and liberally began watering her face and hair with her piss.
"You're Quinn right? Ready for round two?" the Latino asked the freckled brunette as dropped down on the floor beside her and fondled her organ back to life. "Looks like you are," she concluded as she stroked her. "Me too," she added as she moved the other into `Sissydick Position' and sunk her cock through her sphincter. It was a lazy and slow rhythm but enjoyable. Sofia had seen the other girl working in here before and around town once or twice. She'd even spotted her at Gemini's the last time she was the futa all ages club. "That reminds me," she noted as she kissed the other, "I need to introduce the Halversson's to that place soon; maybe New Year's." She returned her attention to the task at hand as she peered around the room.
She was in a bit of a mischievous mood and not 15 feet away was the source of the corruption for the woman in front of her. "Look," she whispered nodding towards Allison and Tyler. The former was peering down imperiously as she soaked the latter with her piss. In the eyes, hair, mouth all the while her little girlie girl madly jacking herself into oblivion. The curly haired student pissed a little on her hand and slid it under the nose of her intended victim and then into her mouth. Quinn's nostrils flared as she gazed at the other pair. She increased the speed of her hand on the meat of the braided brunette. "Keep watching, there's more."
Sofia saw the Roundtree girl rolling off of Jennifer La Salle, white dribbling from her sphincter. The long haired blonde kissed her lover deeply as if thanking her when the Latino caught her eye. The sophomore held up her hand and rubbed her thumb along the inside of her fingers. She saw the taller nod and reach into her discarded overalls for a clay jar. She spoke to the university student and taking her by the hand, lead her over to her colleague.
"Sit here with me," Pineapple suggested as she lowered the other onto herself similar to the other pair. She pulled out the jar and set it between the two students and dosed her hand. The blonde looked on as Sofia followed her lead. With a knowing look, each brought their hands to the cocks before them and began a slow building stroke. The senior knew the pair would enjoy getting off together, being a part of the same experience. They had done the dirty before. She was at the party when it happened. After all, Mary Jane's delivered until 2 AM on weekends and they didn't call her the `Pizza Girl' for nothing. She would have joined them that night if she didn't have more stops to make. They were really hot together. "A good time will be had by all," she announced inwardly, laughing to herself. She nibbled her neighbor's neck, careful to give her a good view (and herself as well) as she massaged the cream into her slick shaft up and down, up and down.
Allison leaked the last of her golden nectar into the girlie girl's mouth and started shimmying forward. "This is the part I've been waiting for," she crowed silently. "Nothing compared to using someone else's mouth as a toilet in the fullest sense of the word. And I am indeed full." She parted her cheeks as bubbles of her stink softly puttered a hint of what was to come. She lowered herself onto parted lips as she felt the mutated muscle she had become familiar with split her sphincter. "Here we go Sissydick, eat my shit. Eat it all."
Tyler suspected this would happen sooner or later. Not that she minded at all she thought as the first log was fed to her and she started stroking herself. She enjoyed dining on fudge. She would probably be doing more of it over the holidays. Like her nickname, the fact that she was a willing receptacle for waste would also likely work its way around the student body. At that point it would be open season. A second length pushed into her maw and she had to chew quickly. Her mind had wandered and she needed to catch up. A third; a fourth. Her throat became plumbing and she let the sewage flow down. The sophomore's organ thickened and pulsed. She was going to cum soon, her hand quickened.
Patricia cuddled with Ingrid, kissing her lightly as her cock softened the other's her ass, marinating in its white glory. She had heard about the Halversson girls professionally from her colleague Jessica Pang, who apparently lived in the same home and had set up a lab there. "Nice gig if you can get it," she mused. It was pure happenstance that they were in the same place at the same time. The doctor was here because her daughter was bringing Bethany Vickers with her to go shopping for bras and she wanted to see how far along her regimen of Mesmermamillin had brought the junior along. "If there was ever going to be occasion to suckle a teat it was going to be while shopping for bras in this place," she observed wryly. Even though she had started herself on it during the week she wasn't anticipating feeding anyone when she walked out the door today. But here she was lying beside a beautiful young thing the same age as her daughter.
She had withdrawn now and had thrown her leg over a hip and an arm around a torso. Her girth had become half hard; something she should have probably expected given her correspondence with Dr. Pang. The younger girl was looking back over her head at the two students who had come in with her. The physician followed her direction, taking in the scene that held her attention. The Waverly girl had drenched the middle Halversson with her piss and was shifting her body forward, lining up her rosebud with the other's lips. As Allison spread her crease and lowered, Patricia spied a tongue similar to the one she had just witnessed devouring the La Salle girl's length extend upwards from the mouth below to meet it. The sphincter blossomed. A thick rope of brown emerged and slid down the ridged pink into the waiting mouth.
Patricia felt a nudge against her leg and glanced down to see that the Ingrid's flesh had become steel. She shifted her eyes travelling upwards and saw the girl's yearning gaze. She smiled and brought Ingrid's hand to her heavy wood. She began sliding her digits up and down instinctively. "My little girl wants to feed doesn't she?" the doctor whispered. An almost imperceptible nod signaled her desire. The Wellesley woman gently laid her on her back on a bed of hastily gathered silk, careful not to disrupt her lust. "We need to wash before we eat though, yes we do." The girl moaned as she began pissing on her stiff organ and slowly worked her way up.
Cameron had made a pillow of lingerie for Baby Bethany after she pulled out. She was drained in more ways than one but the other student still needed her nourishment. She had been holding for a couple of days now, anticipating this little excursion. Few in school knew of the Vickers girl predilection, and she suspected no one in town did, not even her family. Roberta and Claire had agreed to keep their library discovery quiet at the time. After all, the aim of that exercise had been to push Baby Bethany further into existence. From what she had heard, that had been happening in a big way in the last day or two. No, very few people knew. She expected that would change in short order though. She looked over and saw her mother building the lust of Ingrid Halversson as she urinated up her body. "That's my move," she muttered under her breath as she echoed her parent's path.
The senior smiled down as she observed the hands of the younger blonde finding her stiffening cock. Eyes closed, she spread her legs more and, wriggling her hips, jacked herself under the flood of piss soaking her organ. "Yes, there would be changes," she concluded working her way towards the mouth of the Vickers girl as the latter smacked her lips in anticipation. "My little girl is hungry today isn't she?" the brunette cooed painting her nipples. She deliberately held back half her bladder as she scooched up over her face. She gently held her in place and began urinating in a circular motion, making sure to spread her stream all around. In their short time together, Cameron had noticed that Baby Bethany liked having her head held when she suckled. She suspected it would be the same here. That she didn't struggle against it as she was drenched in gold only furthered the older girl's hypothesis.
"The reports lied," Brenda concluded as she pumped her third load of the day into the young red haired girl's mouth. She had coated each of her orifice's. She couldn't remember the last time she had cum so much in such a short period of time. "They were far better at this sex thing that they had been led to believe," she joked inwardly, euphoric. Riley was the only one of the Halversson children not to have done the tongue mutation yet but that probably wouldn't last long. She wouldn't be surprised if the mother got it as well. "Apparently she was every bit as pliant as Tyler over there," she observed. "At least that's what she had heard. Astrid didn't send her file today." She pulled out of the first year's mouth spent and buried her tongue in her own seed, spooning with her partner.
The shopkeeper's hand dropped to the other's hardened organ to fulfill a carnal purpose. She wondered if any of them would be interested in part time employment after school. "They could be a great loss leader," she surmised as she looked around. Tyler was devouring Allison's Waverly's shit and it looked like her older sister Ingrid was about to partake in a similar meal as well. She wondered if the thickening Riley was a shitslut as well. She didn't see anything in the e-mail but then again, her daughter had that file on her screen. If it indeed was the case, the owner of the lingerie shop would need to finish re-modeling the fitting room before hiring them. This kind of thing was messy. The three of them were going to have to do some serious cleaning before they opened up again Monday. It was fortunate that there was a floor drain and a tilted floor where the change room would be moved to. Not that it was her idea. No she couldn't take credit for that; it was there when they moved in 12 years ago.
She brought her other hand around and started dipping into the pussy of her opposite. The redhead replied to the additional stimulation by humping again and again. "That's right, give me a nice big cum girl," she whispered as she spotted the look of pre-orgasmic desperation on her face. "Watch your sisters eat. Watch them fill their stomachs full of shit." Brenda sped up her ministrations, feeling the flesh in her hand throbbing. "Nice big cum, give it to me girl. Cum for me now," she urged thumbing the mushroom on the up strokes. And there it was. Semen began geysering from Riley's cock in lovely large ropes smacking loudly on her skin when it didn't soak the silk of her bra. The older woman wasn't trying to be tidy. Surges of white goo where landing with force all over the student's body from her navel north. And still there was more. "That Seedomil 2.0 they were on was going to be a very popular drug," she guessed as she continued stroking the thick cream from the younger.
The senior moved her rosebud over the mouth of her little girl. She smiled as she watched the younger student's hand was rapidly toying with her length, impatient in her yearning. "Yeeeeeesssss, Baby Bethany wants her yummy fudge doesn't she?" Cameron softly encouraged. She was going to enjoy this, she always did. It never failed to get her hard, feeding the Vickers girl her waste. She felt a tongue tip land a glancing blow within her crevice and pulled up slightly, teasing. Frustrated mewling sounded from below and she smiled. She started stroking her fleshy club building her release. The brunette was incredibly aroused. Her balls felt like boulders. Her load would be massive.
She didn't have to look around to feel the eyes upon her and her charge. She had an audience and she knew it. Behind her, leaning against the counter, was the shop owner and one of the Halversson girls. They were entranced. She could hear more whining from below. She pulled her crease apart even more and lowered herself as a long stream of brown mist forced its way through her starfish, inundating the senses of the blonde below. She felt the other relax her jaw, soothed by her gaseous release. "Here you go Baby Bethany, here is your meal." She pushed down on the bottom of her jaw but leaned forward slightly giving the two women behind her a wonderful view of her logs emerging from her sphincter and snaking through the lips beneath her. Cameron pushed the pace of her feeding as one by one they slithered downwards, her toilet never faltering. Her pipe surged, her seed smacking noisily onto the body of her little girl, some even painting her organ while. Semen jetted from the junior's steely rod as a pair of groans sounded from behind.
Baby Bethany watched the orbs above her head part as the crevice between them lowered itself onto her eager mouth. Liquid stench proclaimed the imminent arrival of her nourishment. It overwhelmed her, calmed her; allowed her to surrender herself to depravity. It was so much different now. She had a distant memory of not wanting to feed but she had changed. Now she hungered for Mummy Cameron's fudge. She looked forward to her meals. "Was this her fourth or fifth?" she puzzled as her lips opened to provide a path for the older girl's rosebud. Her tongue prodded upward splitting the flesh, only to be overrun as the sphincter blossomed and the brown sludge began to pour down her throat. She closed her eyes and savoured the taste of it as it passed over her taste buds. She felt warm cum coat her tingling member and used it to lubricate her own shaft. Her seed fountained upwards violently.
The dreadlocked senior pounded the ass of Jennifer La Salle as the latter leaned back against her. The cream she used to lubricate her masturbation of the girl had done what it was intended. The mushroom of the university student's member was now bumping up against her bottom lip. As the pair looked on at the escapades around them, Pineapple slathered more of the balm onto the seamstress's hands and added them to her own. She could feel it swell under her fingers as it grew even more. The Roundtree girl whispered in the ear of the other as she continuing her jacking. "Open up now Jen, taste your cock." Her jaw loosened and her lips kissed the crown.
Four hands slid up and down on the thickening tool and the short haired girl began giving herself head. She curled her body to gain a better angle on her piece, taking it deeper and deeper. Two inches, three, now four, and then five inches were rapidly cycling in and out of her mouth. Pineapple's own meat was pushing at the edge of bliss. She spied Dr. Wellesley feeding Ingrid Halversson her shit, chunk after chunk. She was hurtling along the homestretch now; her orgasm was on its way. "Look," she directed pushing the gaze of her partner to that which she was witness. "So beautiful isn't it? A beautiful girl being fed beautiful shit. It makes you want to cum doesn't it? Do you want to cum for me now Jenn? You do, don't you?" She slid one hand off of the shaft and massaged the older girl's clit. "Cum for me now, Jennifer. Cum for me."
The flesh in her hand throbbed again. She felt the semen surge up the vein and watched the other start to swallow. "There we go," she applauded verbally as she pumped and plunged. The walls of the ass surrounding her girth trembled and flexed pushing her over the edge herself. "So beautiful," she muttered as her own load coated the anal canal it was thrusting into, "so beautiful."
End of Chapter 29