Chapter 4: Prepping for Prep (Part Two)

Arm in arm in arm the trio of Shelby Garner, Freja Grönlund, and Amahle Yeboah crossed the common and approached the side door of the Libereco Preparatory Institute. The first, flanked by the other two, could feel a slight sensual churn within, more than what she had felt on the bus on the way to the restaurant or at the restaurant itself. It had been steadily increasing since they got off at the bus stop in front of the school, or at least she thought it had. Calliope paced past them as the door opened and a curvy brunette with blue eyes a little taller than her 5’6” appeared. As the 25 year old saw the two fold themselves into a deep kiss, she could hear the Haataja sisters and the new principal Sanja Hofmaier chatting behind her about the fact that Enni’s twin daughters would be attending the school for the first time tomorrow. As she understood it, they weren’t the only ones present to have children among the Freshman class either. Each of the women escorting her would also not be arriving on campus alone in the morning. Jolanda was the name of Freja’s daughter, Nandi was the name of Amahle’s. Though none gave any signs that they had noticed her heightening level of arousal, between thoughts of the four new students and overhearing the conversation behind her she couldn’t help but think back to her first day at LPI 11 years ago.

“Someone’s happy to be back at school,” Petra commented hearing the outburst, snapping the 25 year old blonde out of her recollections and back into reality. The two on either side of the new teacher flashed their teeth at the remark prompting the pair ahead of them to do the same.

“Come on, let’s get inside so I can shut this door,” the custodian suggested standing aside while the rest of the staffers filed through. “So I’m nearly finished prepping for tomorrow, got one stubborn unit that doesn’t want to cooperate,” she continued leading the others further into the building.

“Is it true we’re topping 30 freshmen this year?” Pirkko asked as she and her sister brought up the rear.

“Where did you hear that?” queried Sonja with a raised eyebrow towards the redheaded Finn.

“Can’t really remember,” the other lied suddenly aware that she had revealed too much. “Someone must have said something, not sure who.”

“Uh huh,” the principal judged inwardly, not at all convinced. “So you say one of units is giving you problems?” she prodded the Danish woman moving on.

“Yeah, it’s the new controls in the headrest,” the brunette reported. “Enni, maybe you can have a look, see if I’m missing anything.”

“Sure,” nodded the shortest among them. Though only 5’4” what the older Haataja lacked in height she made up for between her legs. She had the largest cock among the staffers, longer than even the dark skinned futamute ahead of her Amahle Yeboah. “We wanted to show Shelby her home room first though.”

“Room 14,” the Hofmaier woman offered.

“Oh, that’s on the way if we cut past the office,” the maintenance person nodded turning right as the others followed behind.

Shelby felt herself getting hotter and hotter, slowly losing herself in the arousal that was seeping into what decorum she could hold onto. She could feel the pulsing of the prostatic stimulator getting stronger. She was having a hard time hiding it now. The

short blonde stole a quick glance left and right and saw both Freja and Amahle smile back at her fully comprehending her situation.

“Stick with us Sweetie,” the first assured her patting her arm, noticing the subtle thrusting of the lab born teacher. “We won’t let you fall.

Minutes later the group entered the classroom the 25 year old would teach out of. The two sandwiched her between them, no doubt in an attempt to hide the uncontrollable swaying her body was undergoing. She could feel her stiff member push against the clothed crevice of the South African while her Swedish colleague crowded in from behind. She leaned out from behind the larger woman making small talk as the principal did a short walk around. Everyone seemed to be quite pleased that it was not only on the ground floor but looked out onto the back of the campus where the student common was and beyond them the playing fields. As much as she tried to disguise her distress, by the end of the stop she was sure all present were aware of her predicament.

“Ok, on to the shop,” Petra called over her shoulder leading the teachers onwards once more. “Hopefully this won’t take too long and we can show you what has changed in the past few years.”

Her thrusting was more visible now, easily spotted by the others when the tall South African stepped to the side, putting her on display while the rest walked by on the way out of the classroom. A smile here, a caress there, they all knew and they were quite happy to allow her slow descent into carnal surrender to continue. It was impossible to walk anymore, all three of them knew it. The Geography teacher’s lips curled and in a single motion she scooped up her smaller colleague and placed her on her hip with one leg on either side of her waist. Lowering the zipper on the front of her cream coloured mini a third, Amahle allowed one her breasts to slide out into the open.

Hips flexing uncontrollably, her smaller cock sliding up and down next to the much larger one of the futamute that was carrying her like a babe separated by but two layers of stretchy material, Shelby instinctively dipped her head towards the proffered brown flesh when it was exposed. Her lips closed on the large nipple and she began to suckle. Within moments the warm milk from within started spurting across her tongue and down her throat. She closed her eyes and let herself drift away. In the back of her mind she could sense the movement, but it didn’t matter where they were going now. Shelby Garner was where she wanted to be.

After Leana had emptied Gloria Markwell’s breasts of their Mesmermamillin spiked milk it had been relatively easy for the three older futamutes to get her to do as they bid. Popping out her dental plates, one by one they had gripped her skull and face fucked her with their thick tools, while the other two had taken turns plundering her ass and taking her own organ in hand. In and out, in and out, in and out, two of them had pistoned, their steely flesh sliding across her tongue and deep into darkness until swelling and throbbing they gave up their creamy prize flooding her throat and ass with their cum. And then they had changed positions and started anew.

Sandra Holloway had been first as was seemingly her right as the lab’s administrator. Her lips stretched easily to take in it’s girth, used to the size given the circumference of some of the cocks at the clinic where she had transferred from. And when her pearly goodness had cascaded down her windpipe, Hera Michaelis had taken her place and Gloria Markwell had invaded her rosebud with the wheat blonde letting her hand engulf her member. The bitter taste of her own filth coated the new intruder pushing through her lips again and again. Eyes drooping and nostrils flaring in lust she allowed herself to be used until the Greek woman emptied her balls as well.

Then it was the Australian Gloria Markwell’s turn to furrow her orally. By this time she was on her back atop the conference table her head near the edge. The honey blonde’s piece didn’t have the thickness of the previous two but it was every bit as dirty as the last. Her supervisor’s chunkier tool split her sphincter open before delving in as far as it could go. Just as she felt the flesh in her mouth begin to swell, the black haired research scientist found her nipples and began bringing them to life causing her to whimper. But it was the new, but oh so familiar touch on her seven inches, that brought her to the surface once more. Smiling down, her larger hand wrapped around the lab assistant’s smaller one, as together now they gently jacked the second while the turquoise eyed doctor ratcheted up the speed she was face fucking her, was her mother Theodora.

Taller yes, but only by a couple inches. No, it was not her height that set her apart but her other measurements. As a recent nurse at the Libereco Health Clinic, measurements were easily obtained. Her mother’s 37DD breasts were some of the larger ones in town and her 40 inch hips took a backseat to no one. Crowded around the 56 year old were the two youngest at the table, her half sister by Hera, Daphne, and her daughter by Addison Campbell, Eden, plus a third she had not expect to see. Sandwiched between the latter two was the nude figure of the second daughter her genetics had been used to produce, 15 year old Tori Babineaux. Her long unkempt cola brown hair definitely came from Desirae Babineaux, the other half of the union, but her deep blue eyes were from the Darrow side. It was only two weeks ago that her mother’s hand, wrapped around her own, much like it was now slid up and down on her cock as they watched the other three lazing on the beach.

Theodora peered down at her daughter benevolently. She knew what must be going through her mind at the moment. The last time all five of them had been in the same place at the same time. She softened her face even more giving her eldest child’s hand a gentle squeeze as she stroked taking her back to that place with her.

The four of them watched as Leana’s cheeks puffed out with each spurt of semen that Gloria’s cock jetted down her throat until there was no more. A quick glance around amongst the four that sat upright told Theodora all had indeed gone back to that same place. As the matriarch continued helping her 32 year old child edge herself, the other three crawled onto the conference table, belly bulges now visible as they passed the lab assistant’s line of sight.

“I know what you’ve been waiting for baby, I know what you’ve been craving for ever since that day on the beach,” the bespectacled customs administrator cooed as the Markwell woman slid her spent member from the brunette’s lips and dismounted. “And now, now it’s here, now you can have it,” the mother encouraged her older daughter as her younger one took the scientist’s place only in reverse. “Watch now, watch Leana. Watch Daphne show you her beautiful dark crevice. See the dark flower, see it beckon? It waits for your tongue sweetie. It wait’s just for you.”

Leana was indeed watching, she was mesmerized by her half-sister’s looming ass as it lowered itself towards her face. Her tongue darted out once twice and found the folds, and then stabbed through them. Swishing and circling, her tastebuds exploded with the flavor of filth that she had indeed wished for these past two weeks. She couldn’t stop herself. Between the brown juices trickling into her mouth and the hands stroking her cock up and down, one of which was hers, lust had overtaken any will she might have had to resist. No, no, she was long past that. As she gleefully delved further, she realized she had passed that line some time ago.

It was not as if she had never served as a toilet before. All Libereco girls were trained as soon as they were awakened and she was like every other. Her mother had fed her well, her teachers too, and university had been no different. But her return home had seen a change in her status. True she had developed her dominance somewhat during her final years as a sorority girl but she had been domineering. Nonetheless when she had returned to take a position at the clinic several years ago, there had been a respect within the community that had not been there before, a deference to her from those younger than herself. She was never loud about it, but whenever she had a full stomach, she was always able to find a student willing to tilt her head back and open her mouth for her. And in the last couple years she had helped her mother and Hera train Daphne, her younger step sister. The past 12 months had seen the three of them introduce Eden and occasionally Tori to the life of servitude so that they in turn could do the same for the new students enrolling for the first time tomorrow.

Daphne sagged on her older sister’s face as she felt her sister’s oral machinations urge her bowels to act. Her mouth opened and her eyes rolled, glassing over slightly as she found those of her grinning mother. Her shit slid effortlessly down her rear passage and forced that spongy intruder into a hasty retreat. There was no stopping the flow, not that she wanted to. No, she had been looking forward to this for a while. The eyes of the older golden blonde flashed downwards and taking the hint, the 16 year old looked down her spine at her older sibling. She couldn’t see Leana’s throat flex as it swallowed her waste, but with pupils dreamy like her own had been, and her unending anaconda of anal fruit, she knew she was and she knew she was enjoying it as well.

She knew her role here. The four of them had discussed this beforehand. It’s why she and Eden had scarfed down a four liter container of sludge prior to the meeting. More and more of her filth slid down her anal canal out of her rosebud and into the waiting mouth of her older sibling. Idly she began jacking herself as the slow flow continued unabated. She really wasn’t trying to bring herself off, just add a little bit more to the experience of using Leana as her personal toilet for the first time. Peeking back over her shoulder she saw that her mother had stepped up the pace she was helping her other daughter jack herself. She could feel herself starting to empty now. She smiled lazily at Tori and pulled her in for a long languorous kiss with her free hand and the latter’s fingers replaced her own around her cock. She felt the next long log of her fudge begin to wend it’s way down her sister’s throat. She wasn’t done quite yet but there was some comfort in knowing her dark haired niece would be next.