Chapter 6: Jasmine’s Conditioning Continues

“We need to bug Mom again about getting ourselves a family sissy,” Gina Bordeleau put forth between kisses as she steadily sawed in and out of the ass of her sister on a futon in the bed of the truck, Ginny some time later. Even though both girls had experienced multiple orgasms as part of the examination of the Markham’s new sissy, they had recovered by the late afternoon. And now with the pick-up parked under the shade of a large maple tree they had once more found their libido.

“Isn’t my ass good enough for you?” the shorter girl joked as her own pipe slid up and down in the slickened skin sheath they had formed between them.

“Oh, no, I love fucking your ass, Sis,” the copper blonde insisted nibbling on the other’s ear. “You always know just when to squeeze baby, you know me so well.”

“But?” her twin prompted chewing her bottom lip in arousal.

“But being able to mold a boy into a lovely sissy girl makes me so hot,” she filled in as the two increased their thrust.

“Me too Baby, me too,” Ginny agreed. “You think Dr. Rawlings will let us help again?”

“I hope so,” Queenie remarked, pulling her sibling closer and pushing their rhythm further.

“Maybe we ... find someone ... when we get to ... Utrecht,” the caramel brunette struggled as her own heat began to rise rapidly.

“Maybe,” the other conceded with a sigh. “Going to ... cum ... soon.”

“Me ... too.”

“Squeeze baby ... squeeze,” the taller twin ordered ramping up the speed of her plunging and tightening her arms around the other futamute’s waist. “Squeeze!” The crackling of two cocks sliding in slippery confined spaces had created a carnal cacophony that only added to their arousal. Gina moaned when she felt the walls of her sister’s ass began to press against her pipe each time she slammed her meat into her. Yes ... yes ... yes, just ... like ... that.”

“Ooooohhh, gonna cum ... gonna ... cum,” the 5’7” senior babbled, shortly before her head was forcibly bent to the other’s nipple. Ginny desperately nursed from the proffered breast and rhythmically clutched the flesh pounding her ass. Moments later a moan sounded in her ear and her anal canal was filled with thick globs of spunk. Her own groan replied and her tool spurted it’s creamy seed between them. The two thrust madly against each other as their lust overtook them, each thinking of the lovely sissy girl they had met that day, each dreaming of having a sissy of their own.

Darlene saw the silver pickup pull into the lane and drive up to the large white country house before stopping. There were three figures inside. The first two, the doctor’s daughter Briar and her only child Clover, were to be expected. The third however, was hardly a surprise either. Her eldest and Kayleigh Brenner had been an item going back to the university days in Bordeaux. She smiled fondly at the momentary memory of her first days living in the commune. Lately she had been spending more and more nights on the farm. The two of them were due to take delivery on a futamute bred in Libereco in a year’s time. “She’d be a wonderful addition to our household,” the farmer pondered privately studying the petite but bulging blonde. The 42 year old stole a look at the big screen depicting her sleeping niece before turning back to the other occupants of the kitchen.

Laurène Mercier was still restrained naked atop the kitchen table though her head was now turned so she could suckle at the breast of her mommy Moriah. The lovely latte skinned teacher languidly edged her sissy daughter watching her swollen stomach rise and fall with each stroke. Some time ago the pair had attached a urination cup to her pisshole and the line it was attached to had already yellowed a couple times. On the opposite side of the table were the aforementioned physician and her middle child River where nothing but unbuttoned lab jackets, their stiff cocks proudly jutting into the afternoon sun coming through the window. Natural heat on a hardened pipe while lazing in the day could be so intoxicating, the 42 year old knew. On their knees in front of them were her own girls, Tanya and Tonya, who had joined them once they had put Jasmine down for her nap. The sisters glanced at each other, mirth dancing in their eyes, licked their lips, and then simultaneously engulfed the thickened fleshy prongs before them. The two Rawlings, moaned in pleasure as hands found skulls.

“Good girls,” she grinned inwardly as she heard the newest arrivals boots thumping on the wooden front porch. Moments later the trio entered the kitchen as they chat amongst themselves.

“Oh, we have company?” Briar exclaimed seeing the tied down body of blue eyed blonde.

“We just dropped by to pick up some cherries,” Moriah explained, “haven’t quite gotten around to leaving yet though.”

“How long have you been here?” Kayleigh asked her stomach pressing defiantly against the material around it from her previous activities. She was much cleaner than she had been, having been hosed down before changing into a looser fitting

beige summer dress and matching hair band.

“Oh about four hours,” the teacher replied offhandedly, her auburn brown curls framing her amused face as the others chuckled at her purposely accidental tardiness.

“We ended up watching Jasmin’s appointment with Sarah,” the oldest Markham revealed.

“She’s going to be a real beauty,” the dark skinned futamute predicted. “I look forward to teaching her in the fall. We both do, don’t we Sweetie,” she then cooed to her nursing sissy, caressing her hair as she continued her masturbation. “We both look forward to teaching Jasmine, yes we do.”

Laurène’s dreamy blue eyes were coddled within the nurturing gaze of the ex-professor she had given herself over to as her hips gently swayed to match the motion of her hand and she nursed from her nipple. She couldn’t see her clitty anymore such was the bulge in her belly not that it was all that impressive compared to the others in the room. She hadn’t really had much of an opportunity to actually see the new member of the commune. Before the viewing had started she had been stripped of her clothing and tied down on the kitchen table.

“Well, as long as you’re here,” Briar commented glancing towards the strapped down former Danish university student, “and she’s there, she may as well get used.”

“I’m sure my Laurène has room for a little bit more,” Moriah offered as the two of them helped Kayleigh up onto a chair and then the table.

“Good idea,” the petite blonde agreed shimmying back into position. “I’m about ready to burst here.”

“I fed her and so did Ruth Ann,” the eldest Rawlings daughter detailed. “We were both pretty full and she’s been cooking for over an hour as well.”

“By all means then,” the curly haired schoolmarm encouraged as she guided her crevice down onto her sissy daughter’s face. “Here we go Sweetie,” she cooed to the captured blue eyed sandy blonde as she gazed dreamily upwards.

Reflexively she licked her lips and the parted them in anticipation. Then the rounded bespectacled girl that sat upon her face sighed and relaxed. Moments later they all watched as her throat began to flex at an increased pace and shortly thereafter her cock once more spurted creamy globs of cum into the air. A thundering sounded and the pissline filled once more, which caused a round of glances between the others. They knew what would come next. It wouldn’t be long now.

Even as she guided the skull of Tanya Markham up and down on her pulsing pipe, Sarah noticed her granddaughter dancing from one foot to the next, quite full herself. “Briar,” she beckoned flashing her eyes towards the other 16 year old.

The 31 year old nodded, turned to her Asian featured child and lifted the baby blue summer dress she was wearing over her head before pushing her matching panties down. She had just the solution. Helping her green eyed daughter up onto the table, she turned her around and helped her back towards the closed eyed visage of her best friend. A long time ago Kayleigh had confessed that she always lost herself when she was shitting in another’s mouth. She confided that she found the act highly arousing and this time it was no different. Moriah had wrapped her arms around her now, and just as Ruth Ann Ridley had done at the market, held her arms tight to her with one of her own while stroking her hard cock with the other.