Chapter 18

Señor Vásquez was waiting at the bottom of the stairs with a big bouquet of white roses. He was dressed in a black tuxedo with a pink bow tie. Kaylee had thought he was handsome the first time she’d seen him, but now he looked more than ever like a movie star.

He presented the roses to Kaylee. “For my birthday girl.”

“Thank you, Señor Vásquez. You clean up nice,” she said.

He smiled his movie star smile. Was he really a monster, Kaylee wondered? She used to think so, but now she wasn’t so sure. He was certainly capable of cruelty, but he had shown signs of kindness as well. Perhaps the cruelty was simply one facet of his personality. Or maybe it was just an act.

He offered an elbow and Kaylee held it as they walked towards the door. “You understand that I’ll be playing your father today, don’t you?”

“You have a very sick mind, Señor Vásquez.”

“Yes, I know. That’s why the women find me irresistible.” Kaylee rolled her eyes, but she was amused in spite of herself.

“Do you know how to waltz?” he asked just before they reached the door.

“I think I can manage if you lead.”

“Good. The first dance is a father-daughter waltz. After that we can get to the fun part.”

When they went outside, Kaylee saw that a flower-covered archway had been erected at the entrance to the tent. The “guests” began to clap and cheer as they walked through it. The music stopped and the DJ introduced the guest of honor.

“Damas y caballeros, den la bienvenida a nuestra bella invitada de honor en su quinceañera. Feliz cumpleaños, Kaylee!” The crowd cheered.

Señor Vásquez signaled to a waiter, who brought each of them a flute of champagne. He wanted this part of the video to look as authentic as possible. If it appeared to be a real quinceañera, the debauchery to follow would be that much more outrageous.

He spoke to the assembled guests in the manner of a delighted father.

“Ladies and gentlemen, I offer this toast to my daughter Kaylee. Today marks her fifteenth birthday and the first day she is officially a woman.” The guests clapped politely. He laid a hand on her shoulder. “Just look at her, guys—isn’t she gorgeous?” That got more applause.

“I’m going to tell you a little secret now,” he said in a confidential tone. “She might look sweet and innocent, but my little Kaylee has been around the block a few times already.” This remark was met with laughter, whooping and cheering.

“Events like this have traditionally been a way for fathers to introduce their daughters to a selection of eligible bachelors. To all the bachelors gathered here today, I wish you the best. It’s going to take a very special sort of man to win her heart.” More applause.

He raised one of Kaylee’s hands over her head and spun her in a pirouette. “Look at this little body—so slender and delicate. Not good for bearing children. “However...” he paused and gave the audience a broad wink. “Her body is perfect in other ways.”

That got a huge cheer and loud applause as Kaylee blushed furiously. He turned to look directly at the blonde American and raised his glass.

“Kaylee, here’s to many more birthdays before you do anything foolish like get married. Live it up, girl.”

Everyone raised their glasses and took a drink.

A temporary wooden floor had been set up and Señor Vásquez led the blonde American to it. Natalia took the bouquet from Kaylee. A waltz began to play and the director held out his hand. Kaylee took it and they danced. He was a wonderful dancer, graceful and light on his feet.

When the song ended, a short, overweight woman approached. Her enormous bosom threatened to burst out of her too-tight dress. “Ah,” said Señor Vásquez. “Here’s your Tía Jimena. How is your baby, Jimena?”

“She’s doing very well,” said the proud mother. “She just turned six months old.” Then her tone changed. “Do you mind if I borrow your daughter, Señor Vásquez? I need her help with something in the house.”

“Sí, claro,” he replied. “Yes, of course. Kaylee, be a good girl and go inside with your aunt.”

The woman was smiling and looked harmless. Kaylee was unconcerned when Tía Jimena put an arm around her and led her towards the house.

She began to get suspicious, though, when a cameraman followed them inside. When they reached the kitchen she was sure that something was about to happen—there was another cameraman waiting and umbrella lights had been set up.

Five or six women from the caterers were preparing food and Kaylee expected they would be vacating the room at any moment.

As they stood next to the large work table in the center of the kitchen, Tía Jimena took both of Kaylee’s hands in her own, “Feliz cumpleaños, little one,” she said. “You’ve grown into such a beautiful young lady.”

“Um, thanks,” Kaylee said. “What was it you needed help with?”

“I had to leave my baby girl at home, so you’re going to be my baby for now.”

“Oh. Uh ... I am?”

Kaylee looked at the plump lady and her jolly face. She was no more than five feet tall. The youngster was puzzled but not the least bit afraid.

Tía Jimena was used to being underestimated.

She said something in Spanish, her voice taking on a harder edge. Suddenly the blonde American was surrounded by caterers in their drab uniforms and black vinyl gloves. “Lift up her skirts so we can have a look.”

Two of the women grabbed Kaylee’s arms and two others raised her voluminous skirts above her waist.

“Hey! What are you—”

“Oh, how sweet,” Tía Jimena interrupted. “Turn her around.” They did. The youngster’s round butt cheeks were framed nicely by the white thong panties. “Beautiful,” said the older woman. “Just beautiful.”

Standing behind Kaylee, she slowly lowered the teenager’s panties to her knees. “Mmmmm, look at that,” she gushed. “Bend her over the table.”

They did, and what a sight it was—Kaylee’s glorious, round ass cheeks were lit perfectly by the late afternoon sun. Tía Jimena issued a command and two of the women held Kaylee’s arms while another removed her panties and handed them to the overweight mom.

Kaylee tried to free herself from the women’s grasp but they were too strong. “Let me go!” she insisted, sounding every bit like a petulant child.

Jimena pressed the knickers to her face and breathed deeply. “Kaylee, my dear, I sense that you might be getting excited, eh?”

“I am not,” said Kaylee, but it was a lie.

Tía Jimena kicked the teenager’s legs apart and crouched between them. She squeezed Kaylee’s butt cheeks with her chubby hands. “¡Ay, Dios mío!” She pressed her face up against the youngster’s smooth shaven pussy. Again she inhaled deeply.

If she spoke after that it was unintelligible.

Kaylee was angry with this woman, and she was incensed that she was being held down by some caterers. She was furious with Señor Vásquez for tricking her. But she couldn’t stifle a gasp when Jimena began to lick her vulva.

“No, no, no,” she whimpered, but her cries of protest were unconvincing.

Tía Jimena was sucking Kaylee’s pussy just the way she liked it. Her mouth was buried between the youngster’s plump outer lips, and her tongue lashed the pink, swelling clit hidden within.

“Oh Jesus, yes...”

Kaylee was nearing orgasm when the woman stopped. She spread the teenager’s smooth round ass cheeks to admire her puckered pink starfish. “Look at that, ladies. Even her asshole is pretty.”

“That’s so dirty,” said the birthday girl when Jimena licked her anus. But her moan of pleasure suggested she didn’t mind too much.

“Let’s get her dress off, ladies,” said Jimena. “It would be a shame to spoil it.”

The caterers stood Kaylee up. They unzipped the bodice and pulled the dress over her head. Jimena fondled the blonde teenager’s ripening breasts and twisted her nipples. “Son preciosas,” she murmured.

She gave another command and four of the women picked Kaylee up and laid her out on the table.

“Now, little girl, you are going to help your poor Tía Jimena.” Kaylee’s eyes opened wide when Jimena lowered the straps of her dress and allowed her over-filled breasts to spring out. They were enormous! Each one looked about the size of a volleyball and the nipples were dripping milk.

Jimena said something to the women holding Kaylee, and they pulled her to the edge of the table.

“That’s a good little girl,” she said, bending over the table. “Take momma’s milk.” She held one of her huge jugs just above Kaylee’s face.

The birthday girl was repulsed yet fascinated. The breasts were lined with bluish veins and clearly distended. The aureoles were the size of saucers. The nipples were as thick as hot dogs and very red. Milk dribbled onto Kaylee’s face and into her mouth.

“It’s sweet,” she realized.

Jimena lowered the nipple just a bit more. “Suck it,” she demanded.

Kaylee took it in her mouth and began to suck.

“That’s right, little one. Suck it hard. They ache when they’re too full.”

Kaylee sucked and swallowed the milk. It was delicious, and ... she had to admit it was terribly arousing. Not for the first time, the youngster thought, “What’s wrong with me?”

After a few minutes, Jimena switched to the other breast. “Oh god, yes. That feels wonderful. Keep sucking, baby girl.”

The two cameramen, Enrique and Julio, were riveted to the scene. The blonde American looked even more beautiful today with her face made up and her glossy pink lipstick. She had a blissful look on her face as she nursed at those swollen titties. Enrique groaned inwardly when a drop of breast milk ran down Kaylee’s smooth cheek.

“You like momma’s milk, don’t you baby girl?” said Tía Jimena.

Kaylee nodded.

“Would you like more?”

Kaylee nodded again.

“Open your mouth,” said Jimena. When Kaylee did, she squeezed one of her fat nipples with her fingers, squirting milk into the youngster’s mouth. Some of the milk found its way to Kaylee’s open mouth, but more of it splattered her face.

The caterers were crowded around the table watching. They giggled and cheered on the lactating mom. One of them said something to Jimena and she nodded, smiling. “Good idea.”

She squirted milk onto Kaylee’s small, developing breasts. The girl’s puffy pink nipples looked tantalizing covered in tiny milk droplets. Enrique and Julio knew they were capturing something magical. The caterers just stared.

Everyone present—and everyone who later watched the scene on video—wished that he or she had been the one to lick the milk from those firm young titties. It was Tía Jimena, though, who had that honor. As she leaned further over the table to reach Kaylee’s small breasts, her own huge jugs hung in the blonde girl’s face.

Kaylee took one fat nipple in her mouth and sucked it, then the other. She was so turned on that she would have rubbed her own clit but for the fact that her arms were being held straight out.

Jimena gave another command and the women spun Kaylee around on the table. Now her plump little hairless cunt was within Jimena’s reach but she was in no hurry. “Take her stockings off,” she ordered, and two of the women rolled the white thigh-highs down the youngster’s shapely legs.

“Oh, what pretty little feet you have,” said the chubby mom. She pressed one to her face and kissed it. “So soft,” the older woman cooed, rubbing Kaylee’s foot on her cheek.

The blonde teenager thought that was a little weird, but then Jimena sucked her toes one by one, and stuck her tongue between each toe. “Oh!” cried the girl. “I’ve never felt anything ... oh god...”

By the time the woman had repeated the process with the other foot, Kaylee was near swooning and Jimena was ready for some teen pussy.

“Look at that,” said the chubby mom. The women around the table all stared at Kaylee’s shaven pussy. “So pretty—it looks like it belongs to a little girl.”

And what makes a hairless, girlish little pussy look even more delectable? Why, a fine spray of breast milk, of course.

Jimena doused the smooth labia in her baby’s milk and then licked it off. She repeated this several times until Kaylee could bear it no longer. “Please...” she begged. “Please do it to my clit. Please ... I need it so bad...”

Jimena smiled. “As you wish, baby girl.” She issued another command to the women and two of them spread Kaylee’s labia apart with their fingers. The youngster’s delicate inner lips and hooded clit were now very much exposed.

Kaylee raised her head to watch as the lactating mom squirted milk from a fat nipple directly onto her wide-open pussy. “Oh, Jesus...” she whimpered.

The caterers’ eyes were round with excitement.

Enrique and Julio glanced at each other. Neither of them had ever wanted a girl as much as they wanted this blonde American.

Jimena lowered her mouth to Kaylee’s milk-spattered pussy and licked. First, she lapped up all the milk and then focused on the girl’s swollen, pink clit.

Kaylee’s release was almost instantaneous, and it was massive. She screamed and thrust her hips up to that wonderful, sucking mouth. Jimena paused, and Kaylee looked up in surprise and disappointment. But the chubby mom only stopped long enough to squirt more breast milk on the teenager’s dripping pussy.

The birthday girl came again and again, her head thrashing back and forth, her legs trembling madly. At last, she couldn’t take any more. “Stop ... no more, please...” She would have shoved the chubby mom’s head away but her arms were still held fast out to her sides.

Jimena allowed Kaylee a moment to recover. Her breasts were still too full and they still ached. And she still wanted more of that sweet teen pussy.

As the birthday girl rested, an old man entered the room. He found a chubby mom with her huge breasts exposed, her fat, red nipples dripping milk. That was interesting. But what really grabbed his attention was the beautiful blonde quinceañera girl spread wide open on the table with two caterers holding her arms.

“Well, well, Jimena,” he said. “So this is what’s become of our birthday girl. I was hoping to have a dance with her. But now that seems almost a quaint notion.”

“Would you like to share her, abuelo? You can take her mouth.”

Kaylee was gob smacked. Really? This old man? He was white-haired and harmless looking, the sort of old gent one might find sitting on a park bench feeding the pigeons.

But she soon found they were in earnest. The caterers rotated her so that her hips were at one side of the table and her head at the other. The old man pulled out his cock and her eyes grew wide. Even flaccid it hung down seven or eight inches. The head was hidden within his intact foreskin.

He said something in Spanish and the caterers pulled Kaylee until her head hung from the side of the table. “My god, you’re beautiful,” he said in English.

Kaylee, her head inverted, looked at his cock inches from her face. “Am I really going to suck this old man’s dick?” she wondered. That’s when Jimena began to lick her pussy again. “Ohhhh,” she moaned. “Oh, fuck yes...”

The old man pressed his cock against her painted lips, and the just-turned fifteen-year-old opened her mouth.

The overweight mom licked Kaylee’s pussy slowly and gently, savoring every moment and every taste. She doubted she’d ever eat another girl as young and pretty as this blonde American and she wanted to make it last.

Every couple of minutes she squirted a little milk on it just to relieve the pressure in her breasts. She was also putting on a show for the old man. Watching the lactating mom lick her own milk from the teenager’s smooth pussy was incredibly hot. He wasn’t sure he even needed the Viagra tablet he’d swallowed an hour before.

In any case, his cock was getting hard and Kaylee was rather pleased with the effect she’d had on him. “Please let me use my hands,” she said. The caterers holding her arms looked at the old man, who nodded.