Chapter 41: Sisters... And Others (Part Nine)

“That actually went rather well all things considered,” Cynthia Landry surmised happily as the two sisters exited the operating room. “Now all she needs is a bit of time to heal, but beyond that she’s just as much a native now as you and I.”

“Well, this native needs a bed,” Lauren remarked with a slight frown.

“Perhaps but until we brief Karla, neither of us is going anywhere,” the darker skinned sibling pointed out. “You know she likes to hear it first hand after any procedure.”

“I’m well aware,” the younger grumbled as the two redheads walked towards a nurse headed in the opposite direction.

“Anya Basov!” the first exclaimed recognizing the other’s lithe figure and honey brown hair before her exhausted colleague. “What are you doing here?”

“Hey, long time, no see,” the third greeted embracing the 34 year old before the two curled the dentist into their cuddle. Waking cocks pushing against each other, the trio fell into a tryst of deep kisses and gentle thrusting as they got reacquainted.

“It’s been a while,” Cynthia murmured smiling watching the other two finish their mouth mining. “Since the last re-union anyway.”

“We missed each other when I was on the island last summer,” the brunette agreed. “I wasn’t here long. Mom took all the girls back Kazakstan for a month. We drove down to Samarkand and spent a week there as well. It was Doro’s first time. We made her so fat when she was there. She really didn’t get to see much.”

“Prepping her for her apprenticeship were you?” the doctor joked.

“They love her down at the theatre,” the sorority nurse chuckled.

“How long will you be in town?” Laura asked too tired to do much more than allow the others to grind against her as they wished.

“About a week apparently,” she divulged. “A new family just moved here from Randers, the Vesterbergs. Mom already had a cock but the girls just got theirs. I had been occasionally helping her tutor them in the kinds of things only we can teach so I’m a familiar face. They’re in recovery now. Wanna join me?”

“Wish we could,” the green eyed ginger answered with a twinge of envy. “Me and sleepyhead just got done doing Jerneja Furlan’s sister Cirilla today.”

“Oh she’s here is she?” the Basov girl queried. “Jerny was a bit on the short side if I remember correctly. I mean she made all of us look tall by comparison. Cirilla the same?”

“Shorter,” the older Landry confirmed. “Even Jerny’s daughter’s are taller We should get together while you’re in town.”

“Maybe,” Anya nodded. “Laila wants me to check on her new toy Frikka Bergfors. I’ll call you before I do.”

“It’s a date,” the physician confirmed loosening her grip on the other two. “But we do need to get going. The whole family wants to be there when she wakes up to her new cock.”

With smiles and parting kisses the brown eyed brunette bounced off in the other direction as the other two continued to the break room and the crash beds beyond it.

“Anyone see Karla around?” the surgeon asked as they entered the coffee area.

“She’s with Gitte Vesterberg at the moment,” Helga Ragnarsson informed the curly haired duo. “We had a last minute futamutation added to the docket. Bit of scrambling to be done there.”

“The girls?” she asked puzzled. “I thought they were booked long ago.”

“Well, he wasn’t part of that when he arrived here,” Tamara Kersey smirked from her chair beside the Norse doctor. “But she is now.”

“Needless to say, our esteemed chief and leader is going to be a while,” Naomi Dakota chuckled before sipping her coffee.

Cynthia had always thought the blonde had curves to envy. She and Lauren had been in the same year at LPI. Her 36DDs were not quite as large as her mother’s but were every bit the size of blonde doctor beside her. However while both of the older women were showing signs of sag, the strawberry blonde nurse’s breasts still had abundant bounce. She turned to younger sibling then. “Get some sleep Sis. I’ll wake you when Larsen shows up.”

With a flagging wave of her hand and an unintelligible mutter the dentist left the others to find a bed in the next room. The doctor smiled after her as she poured herself a cup of coffee before joining her colleagues at the table.

Kayla drifted. Kayla drifted in a sensuous fog, waves of arousal lapping at her body. It was a languid, aimless path she was on.

It was a path whose sole purpose seemed to be to lead her slowly towards the dim glow of ecstasy some distance away, still obscured by the mist She could feel her nipples stiffen and thrill. She could feel a thick meaty length methodically sliding in and out of her ass massaging her button deep within. She could feel her hips moving with it’s sawing rhythm, pushing back eagerly against the intrusion, welcoming it’s deep touch. She could feel the slippery fingers of another pump her hard cock up and down, each of it’s strokes a gentle caress of her frenulum, urging her desire to greater and greater heights. Her nipples, her ass, her cock, all tingling and throbbing, all inexorably leading her to what she hoped would be a most glorious end. Her cock?!?!?!?

Kayla O’Riordan’s eyes snapped open as she was jerked to consciousness. She was still in the examination bed she had fallen asleep in, but her body was now folded back on itself and she was surrounded by others. Instinctively trying to move, the academic found she could not, straps holding her fast to the structure in this curious position. Each of her daughters, brown haired Darya and blonde haired Darva stood at either side, peering at her with gentle smiles and the warmth of empathy as she had once them many, many years ago.

Two other girls about their age stood beside them, each tracing the nubs of her areolas. Both were redheads, and both were freckled of face. The first was taller with turquoise eyes, her locks shorter as well as lighter shaded. The second’s nearly fiery red lengths fell past her petite shoulders framing a sapphire gaze so like her own children’s. At the end of the bed was a darker skinned woman she had never seen before. She seemed to be in her late 30’s and her tight black curls were pushed back by a metal hair band exposing a most entrancing violet gaze. She was sawing four fingers in and out of her ass with one hand while squirting some kind of gel onto it as she did. Her digits fondled up against something deep inside with each plunge causing sensual tremors to echo through her body with each pass.

And between them was the woman who had babysat her so many years ago back in Ireland during those summers. Her emerald orbs had a similar glow of motherhood to them as she deliberately slid her hand up and down on ... her cock. She had a cock now. How had that happened? It’s purpled head stared angrily at her opening and closing it’s eye with each stroke. It must be seven or eight inches long. She chewed her bottom lip and a moan escaped from within betraying her involuntary lust. Ragni’s touch felt so incredible on her flesh. Kayla O’Riordan had a cock. She had a lovely, wonderful, throbbing cock.

“There she is,” her former babysitter cooed as her hand continued it’s pleasant pacing. “Welcome back Sweetie. Do you like your new you?”

“Surprise Mom,” Darva blurted with a grin. “You have a cock now.”

“We all do,” her sister added flashing her own teeth thrusting her hips forward revealing the bulge in her red plaid cotton pajama bottoms.

“We both bigger than you,” the buxom blonde pointed out. “So is Dr. Ragnarsson.”

“Gytha and Tola too,” the older Irish girl noted indicating the pair of redheaded students, “only by a little bit though.”

“But no one in the house is as big as I am,” came a voice she recognized but was out of sight beyond the others.

The widening of her eyes at the discovery of her new anatomy battled with the carnal fog brought on by the motherly fondling that was beginning once more to obscure her ability to think past her needs. And then she saw it. As the grad student she had been working with came into sight at the end of the table beside the latte skinned stranger, she saw it. As the last withdrew her fingers making way for the first, Terah Amora climbed up onto the bed. She’d never seen a cock as big as the one she had. It was long, it was thick, the length of it was glistening, it’s crown leaking in anticipation.

“12 inches Kayla,” she smirked lining up her mushroom with her rosebud. “12 inches long and 11 inches in girth. Biggest one this house has seen since Urzsula Sorenson, and I’m bigger than she was at the time.”

“Those were wonderful days,” Ragni recalled with a lazy smile.

“I’ve been waiting six months for this moment,” the bayalaged brunette confided. “All those dark days sitting in the lab next to you processing samples and all I wanted to do was bend you over the table and fuck your ass silly. I soooooo wanted to make you my bitch, but Ragni and Enrica told me to wait, so I did. And here we are.”

“It only seems right that she is your first,” the physician reasoned as her hand carried on with it’s incessant edging. “She showed so much patience. She deserves to go first. She deserves to take your cherry.”

“It’s so big,” she murmured as her head moved from side to side in contrast with the movements of the rest of her body. “It won’t fit.”

“Yes it will Sweetie,” the Sorenson woman soothed. “Your ass will expand to take it, Amari has been using a special kind of lubricant on it for the past half an hour. It’s called ‘Tunnel of Love’. It makes everything more elastic down there.”

“It also causes the walls of your anal canal to pebble,” the new woman added, speaking for the first time.

“You’re going to love the feel of the first ladycock to take you up the ass, Kayla,” the 51 year old assured her with a nurturing smile.

“And I’m going to love making you love it,” the Amora woman snickered with a touch of malice. With that she leaned forward and slowly pushed the head of her massive beast down on the greasy petals she had been resting on. Once, twice, thrice, each time the orifice opened a little more. Then, on the fourth try, insertion.

Even in her sensual stupor, the O’Riordan woman couldn’t believe what she was witnessing. This mammoth pipe of flesh was slowly sinking into her nether regions, like a cargo ship gradually passing through a lock, until finally she felt the caress of the woman’s ball sac resting against her skin.

“Ohhhh, she is so tight and bumpy in there,” the 24 year old oozed. “You did a great job getting her prepared.”

“Are you ready to get fucked Mommy?” Darva asked caressing her parent’s cream soda blonde braid.

“Are you ready for your first big cock?” Darya followed, her own touch soft as well.

Terah pulled back out, leaving her head within and then fell into the same rhythm of the sorority doctor’s hand. Both of the two scientists moaned in arousal at the initial feel of their coupling. The younger held the older’s blue eyes in the piercing stare of her own as her cock was massaged by the fleshy pebbles within. Each stroke was a thrill of it’s own for her. She was going to have to pace herself. It was lucky she filled up the Alejo girl with her first load of the day. There is no way she would have lasted too long otherwise. By the time she was finished the professor would crave a cock, any cock at all, but especially hers in her ass.

“She has a great cock doesn’t she Mommy?” her blonde daughter enthused. “So big, so thick. It feels so wonderful sliding in and out and in and out.”

“We’ve both had her in us,” her older sibling revealed. “Dr. Sorenson took my cherry, but Terah took Darva’s.”

“Then they switched places,” the other grinned. “We’ve learned so much here in Bergen. So, so much.”

“We learned how to suck a cock,” the 20 year old blurted. “We could teach you how,” she then volunteered ignorant as to whether her parent had ever done so in the past.

“You could suck ours,” Darva offered.

“Yes, that would be a good idea,” Ragni agreed keeping a steady hand.

“You go first Darya,” the sophomore deferred. “You’re older and a little bit smaller than me.”

The curly haired 51 year old nodded her permission and the blue eyed brunette quickly stripped out of her mauve pajamas and started climbing up onto the bed.

“Take my place Dear,” the physician instructed the other O’Riordan switching places with her. “Nice even strokes now, keep time with Terah.” Cupping Kayla skull in one hand she pinched the side of her jaw and then withdrew all of her teeth in two flat plates.

“I did that,” Amari proudly confessed. “Everyone here has had it done as well.”

“It just makes it easier to use your mouth for other things-” her former babysitter began to explain.

“-like sucking cocks,” Darya punctuated with a touch of glee. “Lick your lips Mommy, lick your lips.”

Kayla’s lust was rolling in generous waves now. Her rosebud had adapted to the sheer size of the grad student’s thick python and now she was welcoming it’s incursion, straining to feel it brush up against that special place deep within she hadn’t had before. Her youngest child’s hand had replaced the woman who had visited every summer as a girl. It was strange yet somehow familiar her touch and together with Terah’s sawing beast, her self-control sank slowly beneath the surface of her arousal. She could not refuse the wishes of her oldest. Whetting her plush oral rim, she watched as Darya pushed her pipe through her welcoming lips. The touches of three then became one and she gave herself over to them. She peered upwards through glazed eyes into the nurturing expressions of the two she had at one point nurtured herself and becoming their student, their child, was taught things she had never expected to learn.

“They’re already inside,” Manda Zare informed the Crandall sisters as they walked to the entrance of the processing plant. “Everything looks pretty good at the moment,” the night manager then reported. “You might want to check on Louisa Swaggart at some point. She was a bit finicky last night. Wasn’t shooting to her normal levels. Urzsula is checking in on her now. Abriana is waiting in her office for you.”

“And the apprentices?” Ramira queried.

“The Tamm girls? They’re in the break room waiting,” the Persian brunette replied, “got here about 20 minutes ago. They seemed to be quite on top of it this morning. Teresina is coming in for 1 PM.”

“Good, good,” the older of the pair replied. “You’ve met my sister Renata right?”

“Only briefly when I’ve been in the town hall for business,” she returned extending a hand. “Manda Zare. I’m usually here nights but occasionally I pull an afternoon shift. We’ll probably be seeing much more of each other now.”

“Nice to meet you,” the 34 year old greeted accepting the offered gesture.

Ramira couldn’t help but notice the difference between the two. She knew her sister had always had a bit of a submissive quality to her, it was why she found herself married in the first place. But when the Zare woman laid her second hand over her siblings, she saw all the tell-a-tale signs once more which was interesting indeed. The Iranian native was actually more petite than the youngest Crandall but her mannerisms and Renata’s reactions to them spoke of the opposite dynamic. This may well work out far better than she thought.