Date: Fri, 17 Nov 2023 12:40:06 -0500
From: Jon Matthew AD <twoguystories@gmail.com>
Subject: Cora's Special Place 27

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Cora's Special Place

Chapter 27

by Jon and Matthew

"Cheer up, baby. We'll see Mommy again in a few days, and we'll have so
much fun together," Jill said, looking in the rearview mirror at Cora,
whose head was hanging.

"I know. I just wanted her to come with us," Cora said.

"Me too, baby. Hey, why don't you tell me about your sleepover with Ella,"
Jill said.

"Oh, Jill! Trish gave me another big girl kiss!" Cora said, and, like
little girl magic, Cora was rattling on. "Trish and Ella had this big thing
in their pussies, and Trish pulled me close and told me to lean over and--"

"Hold on, baby. Trish and Ella were having sex, and they knew you were
there?" Jill said.

Cora blushed bright red, smiling. She nodded.

"I like it. Okay, so tell me what happened next," Jill said.

"`Kay. Well when I leaned over, she put her hand on the back of my head and
pulled me in and put her tongue in my mouth," Cora said.

"Did you kiss her back?"

"Yeah. I like kissing her. She tastes good, and she licks my tongue like
you do," Cora said.

"Mmm, tell me more. What else did you do?" Jill asked, unsurprised when she
felt her panties getting wet.

"After she got done kissing me, she said, `I like your new panties, but you
should take them off,'" Cora said.

"So you were naked with Ella and Trish? You've never done that before,
right?" Jill asked.

"Yeah, but Ella was busy with the big thing in her pussy," Cora said.

Cora using dirty words always drove Jill crazy. She refocused so she could
stay on the road.

"So you took your panties off. Then, what happened?" Jill asked.

"Well, I had to get off the bed to do it, but Trish told me to come
back. She pulled me by the butt really close and asked if she could put her
finger inside me," Cora said.

Jill had to jerk the wheel back straight this time.

"Did you let her?" Jill asked.

"Yeah. Is that okay?" Cora asked.

"Oh, yes, baby. You can do whatever you want with whoever you want, okay?"
Jill asked.

"Okay good," Cora said.

"Did you like having Trish's finger in you?" Jill asked.

"Yeah. It's smaller than yours, but she does it really good. She liked
feeling inside me, she said," Cora said.

"Did she make you cum?"

"Yeah." Cora blushed again.

"You're so pretty," Jill said. "Hey, baby, was the thing in Trish and Ella
long and purple?" Jill asked.

"Yeah, it looked like Grandpa's thing except it was on both ends and a
different color," Cora said.

"That's called a double-ended dildo, baby," Jill said.

"A double dildo?" Cora said.

Close enough.

"Yeah, double means two," Jill said. "Two ends to put in pussies."

"Oh...well, it was bigger than Grandpa, I think," Cora said.

It was really just longer, but Jill figured that made it look bigger, too.

"So what else happened at the sleepover?" Jill asked.

"Well, later on I got to lick Trish's pussy. She helped me find the
bathroom in the dark, and then she brought me to her room and asked if I
wanted to," Cora said.

"But you didn't eat Ella's pussy?" Jill asked.

"No." A definite answer for sure.

"Why not?" Jill asked.

"I don't know. I just didn't want to," Cora said.

"Well, that's okay, baby. Remember I said you can do whatever you want with
whoever you want?" Jill said.

"Yeah. I knew that already, though. I just forgot," Cora said.

"That's okay, baby. But, also, that means you don't have to do anything you
don't want to do, okay?" Jill said.

"Okay," Cora said, smiling.

Jill pressed the gas a little harder so she could show Cora how much she
loved her as soon as possible.

Maybe twenty minutes later--too long--Jill pulled in front of the small
family-owned grocery store near the lake to get supplies.

With the bags of food in the back of the car, they finally made it to the
house. Jill jumped out to unbuckle Cora.

A couple minutes, and a few tender kisses later, she lifted Cora out of her
seat and into her arms, Cora's legs wrapped around her waist.

"Don't we need to bring our stuff in?" Cora asked on the way to the door.

"Later. Right now I need to love you," Jill said.

"Okay," Cora said.

They got to the door, and Jill shifted Cora in her arms to unlock it. As
she put the key in the lock, she felt Cora's tongue lick her neck.

"Someone's eager," Jill said, pushing the door open and looking at Cora.

"I want to lick your butt," Cora said.

Jill dropped the keys inside the door and closed it behind them.

"Use your naughty words, baby girl. What do you want to do?" Jill asked.

"I want to lick your asshole," Cora said, smiling wide. Then, with Cora
around her waist and neck again, Jill headed for the bedroom, covering
Cora's face in fast, hard kisses.

Then, halfway to the bedroom, she finally opened her mouth to Cora, and
Cora was ready, sliding her little tongue inside, swiping it over her
teeth, making Jill moan and almost drop her.

Jill grunted and pushed her own tongue in Cora's little mouth. They made
out for a few more seconds before Jill lowered Cora to the bed, broke the
kiss and looked into her eyes.

"I love everything about you, baby. You're so smart and sweet, but right
now I need to put my tongue on every part of your body," Jill said.

"Yours too," Cora said.

"You will, baby. We have as long as we want to love each other," Jill said.

"`Kay," Cora said, beaming.

Jill scooted Cora up on the bed and pushed her shirt up. Cora lifted her
arms to let Jill pull it off, lightly kissing every inch of skin as it came
into view...tummy, nipples, underarms, arms, then fingers.

Then, Jill did the same with the jeans, kissing down Cora's legs, pulling
off her shoes. For the moment, she left her socks on but pulled off her
jeans.

"Take off your panties. I need to get naked" Jill said.

"`Kay," Cora said, fidgeting and pushing herself up to stand on the
bed. Jill caressed Cora with her eyes as she took hold of the waistband of
her panites.

Cora pulled her panties down over her butt as Jill pulled her sweater off,
eyes glued to Cora, scanning Cora's body from her eyes to her socks.

She pushed her leggings down over her ass.

"Turn around," Cora said.

"Oh, you wanna see my ass, huh?" Jill said.

"Yeah! Turn around!" Cora said, bouncing on the bed.

Jill did, swaying her ass back and forth as she pushed the leggings down
and then stood up to step out of them.

Jill hadn't put on any underwear on after Melissa had fucked her that
morning, so she was nakedpulling Cora down and draping her body half on top
of Cora. She was still afraid of crushing her baby girl, but she loved
feeling her skin-to-skin

"Are you ready, baby?" Jill asked, grazing her fingers over Cora's slit,
pink and showing signs of blossoming, though that just might've been Jill's
imagination.

"Yeah," Cora said, her breathing hitched.

"Put your arm up," Jill said.

Cora did as Jill asked, and Jill buried her face in Cora's underarm,
inserting her index finger into Cora's pussy hole.

Jill pulled the soft flesh of Cora's armpit between her lips and rubbed the
walls of Cora's vagina...

And Cora purred like a little kitten.

Jill made a slurping sound with her sucking, then moved her lips to Cora's
cheek, feeling moisture from Cora's soft pussy coating her finger.

She grazed feather light kisses to Cora's cheek, taking in Cora's essence.

"How does this feel, baby?" Jill breathed, barely loud enough for Cora to
hear.

"Really good...all tingly and shaky," Cora said, through shuddering
breaths.

"You're so fucking pretty, sweet girl. Your body is so sexy. I love you
more, and you make me wet every time I see you." Jill traced her nose over
Cora's cheek and massaged Cora's vaginal walls as she spoke.

Then, as Jill manipulated Cora's inner flesh and Cora trembled more, Jill
leaned down and pressed her lips and nose to the soft skin of Cora's
stomach, poking her belly with her tongue, then brushing her lips over
Cora's pliant skin.

Cora purred more, morphing into a soft moan and lifting her butt off the
bed, causing Jill's lips to press more firmly to Cora's belly button and
pull ever so slightly harder on Cora's g-spot...Cora stiffened, and her
legs shot wider.

After several long seconds, she fell to the bed, breathing heavy, but Jill
kept her finger in place, looking up at Cora's rapturous face, cheeks red,
eyes closed.

"I want to taste it," Cora panted.

Jill smiled, pulled her finger from Cora's pussy, and put it straight into
Cora's mouth.

Cora sucked on it, and an image of Cora sucking Mommy's breast like that
when she was a baby popped into Jill's mind.

She kept on sucking Jill's finger as Jill kissed her forehead, cheeks,
ears, areolas, anywhere she could reach with her finger in Cora's mouth,

Then, as if refreshed by mother's milk, Cora scrambled to her knees.

"Lie down on your stomach," Cora said.

"Yes, ma'am," Jill said, smiling. But first, she kissed all over a giggling
Cora's face.

Finally, Jill turned over and laid herself straight out on her stomach,
legs together, head on the pillow and waited to see what Cora would do or
say first.

The answer was that Cora worked with what she had, straddling Jill's legs
and settling her pussy on Jill's shins.

"Mmmm," Jill said. "You're wet for me, baby."

"Mhmmm," Cora sang, rubbing her pussy up and down Jill's legs.

Jill felt Cora lean over her and brush her nipples over Jill's butt...

"Jesus," Jill breathed. Cora giggled and pulled back.

Then, Jill felt Cora's tongue on one butt cheek, coating it in saliva, then
the other.

"Fuck," Jill breathed again. Just the sensations from Cora's small
movements drove Jill crazy.

Then, she felt Cora's pussy leave her legs and her tongue moving up her
spine, from right above her asshole straight up to her neck.

"Good fucking god," Jill moaned. "You're making me feel so good," she
finished when she felt Cora's breath on her ear.

"I know `cause you're cussing," Cora said, giggling.

"You do that to me. What are you gonna do next with that tongue of yours?"
Jill asked.

Cora answered first by licking the shell of Jill's ear, one of the first
tricks she learned, and Jill almost turned over and grabbed Cora to gobble
her pussy. But, she refrained.

"I'm gonna lick your asshole," Cora said.

"Fuck. Do it...please, baby. Fuck," Jill breathed, incoherent, her brain
short circuiting even though Cora had already said she wanted to do it.

Cora kissed a trail back down Jill's spine and then pulled Jill's butt
cheeks apart.

"Can you hold it?" Cora asked as Jill felt Cora let go.

Jill felt a funny sort of pride that Cora couldn't hold her butt apart
because it was so tight as she reached back and held her butt cheeks open.

Cora went nuts.

Cora licked over her hole. She poked her tongue inside. She licked around
on the inside of Jill's rectum. And, she sucked on the outside of her shit
hole.

She did it all, and Jill was quickly on her way to a violent orgasm
stirring in her gut, one so strong that Jill had to work hard to not buck
Cora off her legs or kick her with her heels.

"Shit, baby...Keep going...almost there," Jill said. Her clit throbbed.

Cora pulled her mouth away long enough to say, "Tastes good. You're making
lots of juices."

"Jesus fuck," Jill shouted because Cora's words and then her tongue
stabbing Jill's asshole one more time sparked Jill's orgasm.

Jill let go of her ass, feeling her butt cheeks hugging Cora's face,and
Cora's burrowing deeper.

Cora hit a spot, somewhere deep in Jill's pussy, and it squeezed and damn
near squirted.

She didn't, but she felt a pool of cum underneath her as her body finally
released its tension.

"Fuck, baby, I love you. Come up here," Jill said, staying right where she
was.

Cora plopped herself on Jill's back, which is exactly what Jill wanted,
Cora's slick body sliding on hers, Jill reached back and caressed the parts
of Cora that she could reach.

Cora licked the sweat off Jill's upper back, shoulders, and under her arms.

"Kiss me, baby," Jill said, turning her head, craning her neck

Cora scrambled up to flutter her tongue with Jill's until she had to have
more of Cora's body.

For the next couple of hours, they both licked, kissed, and fucked each
other's body, mixing fluids and drinking from each other's holes until they
fell asleep in each other's arms.

Who knows how long later, Jill woke up hungry.

She pulled herself out from under Cora's arm and retrieved her phone from
her leggings pocket. She took a picture of Cora's glistening body, on her
stomach, legs spread open on top of the messy and damp bed.

We're already having a great time. Wish you were here.

She sent the text and picture to Melissa and then put her clothes on so she
could bring their luggage in before Cora woke up. That finished, she went
to work on making sandwiches and chips for lunch.

As she went back into the bedroom, with two full plates on the counter,
Jill heard Melissa's response text come in.

She left it for the moment, entering the room, straddling Cora's butt, and
kissing her cheek. "Baby, wake up and eat some lunch."

She continued her kisses over Cora's back and shoulders, skimming her hands
over her back and butt, until Cora stirred.

"Are you gonna make me cum again?" Cora twisted to look back at Jill.

Jill leaned down and pressed her lips to Cora's. "Not right now, baby."
Then she pressed her lips to Cora's again, whimpering because... "God, I
love you." She kissed her lips again, whimpering some more, then finally
pulled away. "Mommy texted me. Wanna see what she said?"

"Yeah!" Cora said.

Jill lifted her butt up enough for Cora to turn back over on her back and
then pulled her phone from her pocket.

She opened her messages app and showed it to Cora.

Cora bit her lip, probably seeing the picture of her that Jill sent to
Melissa, then her face brightened.

"Mommy has her pussy out," Cora said.

It was true. The picture Melissa had sent was of her in a restroom, likely
at work, in a stall, legs spread, mouth open, eyes closed.

There was a message, too.

Tell Cora I came so fucking hard to her sweaty, naked body, and I can't
wait to be there to lick it again.

"Your Mommy's horny," Jill whispered after reading the message out loud,
grazing her fingernails over Cora's arms. "We need to eat, and I want to
clean out the junk room before Mommy comes. Will you help me?"

"Okay," Cora said.

"I love you," Jill said. She kissed Cora's neck and lifted her arm,
sniffing her armpit one more time, moaning, then pulling herself away.

"I love you, too. I like licking your body," Cora said, springing up on her
knees, finally, when Jill was on her feet.

"We both like that, baby, and we'll definitely do it some more. Put your
new dress on and come eat. I brought your suitcase in," Jill said.

Cora's new dress flowed down to her knees and resembled some kind of
abstract photograph of space with purple and orange and red and white. Jill
loved it.

While she was still in the room, she took a quick survey of where there
might be cameras. She was pretty sure there was a tiny one in the corner
just above the door, pointed towards the bed.

Melissa's parents had remodeled, Jill knew, so it was possible that some
cameras were removed then. She was also sure, though, that they still
wanted the option to spy on Melissa.

Jill and Cora ate their ham sandwiches and chips, giggling together as they
sat across from each other with Jill running her foot up and down Cora's
leg.

"Okay, time to go explore that junk room and see what we can get rid of,"
Jill said, when they were finished.

"Explore? Like the woods?" Cora said.

"Yeah, it is a lot like the jungle in there," Jill said, carrying their
plates to the kitchen.

"Oh, that sounds fun," Cora said.

So, they headed to the junk room, and Cora dived right in. Jill watched,
smiling and laughing as Cora climbed under and scooted around boxes.

When she lost track of Cora, she went in and found her back in the corner,
her dress already very dusty.

"What's this?" Cora asked.

"It's wine, baby," Jill said.

"Wine comes in big bottles. Can I try some?" Cora said, fingering a label.

"Not today, baby. Maybe another time," Jill leaned over and kissed the top
of Cora's head, petting her hair. "You're all dusty. Let's go back out and
get this dress off you."

"`Kay," Cora said, and Jill took her by the hand and guided her out.

"Having fun, baby?" Jill said, kneeling in front of Cora outside the door
to the junk room. She tried to brush some of the dust bunnies off Cora's
dress, but she couldn't.

"Yeah," Cora said.

"Okay, well, arm's up. We'll have to do the rest without this dress. I just
hope it'll come clean," Jill said, smiling.

Cora giggled and raised her arms in the air, and Jill pulled the dress,
kissing her lips even before the dress came up off her head.

"You're pretty," Jill said, when she broke the kiss.

Cora smiled.

"Let's go back in," Jill said.

So, as Cora did more "exploring," Jill took the wine out to the counter,
one bottle at a time. Then, she carried boxes out to the living room with
Cora still exploring and then "helping" her carry boxes until they were all
out.

"Let's go in your room and see what you can get rid of," Jill said.

"Okay," Cora shouted and took off to her room. Jill smiled and followed her
at her own pace.

"Look, it's my old stuffie, Simba!" Cora said when Jill arrived in the
room.

"Awww, are you gonna keep him?" Jill asked.

"Yeah," Cora said.

"Okay, good. Put him on the bed, and we'll find some stuff to get rid of,"
Jill said.

There were quite a number of toys in the closet, and there was also a
plastic tub. So, they worked together to put them all in the tub and
dragged them out to the living room.

Cora pushed and grunted as Jill pulled. Jill took most of the weight.

"You're so cute," Jill said, when they got in the room.

"Let's look through these boxes, baby. If you're sure you don't want any of
these toys, we'll just leave them here and take them out to the car later,"
Jill said.

They were mostly pull toys with wheels, plastic toy clocks, baby toys, and
things that helped toddlers learn motor skills...like they'd never gotten
rid of toys as Cora grew up.

"Let's text Mommy," Jil said when they finished looking through the boxes
from the junk room.

"`Kay," Cora said.

As Cora watched over her shoulder, Jill asked Melissa by text if there was
anything she knew of anything she wanted to keep from the junk room.

Just the wine. 🙂

Jill sent back a heart emoji.

"Let's go see if there's any clothes in your room you don't want," Jill
said.

A few minutes later, she and Cora both carried a bunch of clothes to the
living room and dumped them on the floor.

"Okay, let's sort through all this," Jill said.

"Okay." Cora looked in the boxes from the junk room. "This stuff is
dusty. I think you should work in your panties, too."

"Oh you do, do you?" Jill said, grabbing Cora and tickling her.

When Cora stopped laughing, Jill stood up.

"Okay, help me," Jill said, and Cora went right to tugging Jill's leggings
down as she pulled her own top off.

"You don't have any underwear on," Cora said.

"Nope," Jill said. "I guess we'll just have to do it naked."

"`Kay," Cora said, then quickly stripped her own panties off.

Cora stepped close to Jill and put her hands on Jill's hips. Jill smiled
and petted her head as Cora smiled back up at her.

Cora pressed her lips softly to Jill's belly, kissing it just below her
belly button and then looked back up. "I hope we can make love more while
we're here."

"We definitely will, baby. If you think I can keep my hands off you for a
whole week, you're crazy," Jill said.

Cora giggled.

They sorted through boxes for the next couple of hours. Jill kept only a
few things, mostly a few albums and books, plus some kitchen tools and
knick knacks and things they might need if they spent more time there
someday.

Jill also found clothes that must have belonged to Melissa's parents,
including a very sexy dress that might fit Jill. She'd keep it and check
with Melissa. She'd wash it before Melissa came.

"Did you know there was a bed in there?" Cora asked when they went back
into the junk room to check it over one more time.

"Yeah, but we just couldn't see it." There were a couple of night stands
and a lamp, too.

They would get rid of the lamp at least. Jill figured it might be good to
have a guest room, though. The possibilities flitted through Jill's
mind. Tammy Foster and Mary, Abby, Derek and the twins, maybe even Kaylee
or Trish...any of them might visit someday.

If Melissa ever felt comfortable fully embracing the culture of this place,
there was no telling who they might invite over.

Jill was looking ahead even if she wasn't sure what the future really held.

"Do you know if Mommy keeps any keys around, maybe one that might unlock
that door that's locked?" Jill asked.

"Yeah, there's some in the drawer. I used to be too short to get in there,
but I saw them last summer. Mommy doesn't want us to go in that room,
though. I went once at night, though. It's just a bedroom," Cora shrugged
and ran to get the keys.

Jill decided she'd just take a look around in there later on. Jill wanted
to protect Melissa from anything really unpleasant, and she had a feeling
that there were things Melissa really wouldn't want to see or know about.

Plus, they did need to know how the cameras worked, and there was a chance
that Rich had something in his room that might be a clue.

Cora brought the keys, and Jill put them in the pocket of her leggings,
which were crumpled on the floor.

"Let's take the stuff we don't want to Goodwill," Jill said.

"What's Goodwill?" Cora asked.

"It's a place that sells old used stuff and then it helps people who need
it have money," Jill said.

"Oh that's really nice," Cora said.

Jill scooted on her knees over to the pile of Cora's clothes. "These shorts
look like they might fit you still," she said. They were short shorts, for
sure.

"I don't think so," Cora said.

"Try `em," Jill said. She said it with a wink and a lecherous expression.

"`Kay," Cora said, picking up the shorts and pulling them on, grunting
again as she barely got them up over her butt.

"I can see they are too small to wear in public," Jill said, grabbing
Cora's hips and twisting her around.

"Mommy liked seeing me in them, I think. She stared at me when I wore them,
and I didn't know why," Cora said.

"Now you do," Jill said.

"Yeah," Cora said.

Cora's butt cheeks hung out the bottom of the shorts, and a clear imprint
of her pussy stretched the material at her crotch.

"You look great in them," Jill said and started to rub Cora's pussy with
one hand and squeeze her butt with the other.

Jill rubbed Cora's pussy harder, and Cora moaned and squirmed. Jill held
her up on her feet by her butt.

"Oh, I need to pee," Cora suddenly said.

"You wanna do it here?" Jill asked.

"Really?" Cora asked.

"Let it go, baby. Piss on me," Jill said. She kissed Cora's nipple and
squeezed her pussy to make it easier for Cora to let go.

And let go she did.

"Jesus," Jill breathed as Cora sighed and let go a torrent of piss that
quickly spread moisture over the shorts, over Jill's fingers, and onto the
floor. "Did you cum, too?" she asked when it was over.

"Yeah," Cora said.

"Well, I want you to cum again," Jill said.

She yanked Cora's shorts off and slid two slick fingers up Cora's
urine-soaked pussy. She fucked Cora hard, pussy juices practically
streaming down her hand until she came again.

"Shower time," Jill said before sucking her fingers clean. "We can get rid
of those shorts now, but first come with me."

She grabbed her phone out of her leggings with her clean hand and the wet
shorts with her other hand and hurried to the bathroom.

She heard Cora following her, and in the bathroom she turned around to see
Cora skipping the rest of the way, stopping in front of Jill in the
bathroom.

"Put these back on. I want to send your mommy pictures of you in them,
showing off how much you peed," Jill said.

"`Kay. Don't we have to clean up the floor?" Cora asked as she put them on.

"In a minute," Jill said. "Close the door and lean against it. Spread your
legs."

Cora leaned against the door, opened her legs and crouched a little to show
off the big pee spot on her shorts.

Jill snapped a few pictures and sent them to Melissa.

"Okay, take `em off again while I get towels to clean up the floor," Jill
said.

She grabbed a big towel, went to clean the floor, and, by the time she was
back to the bathroom, Cora was naked again and, unprompted, turning on the
water in the shower.

"I'll be right back," she said and plucked Cora's panties off the floor.

She loaded the old dress, the wet towels, and panties into the washer and
started it going, then headed back for a nice, long, sexy shower with Cora.

Later that night, Jill got out of bed, giving Cora's naked ass one last
lingering kiss, and pulled the key to Rich's room from her leggings on the
floor, heading to his locked room.

Even though it was well past midnight, she managed to find the key and get
to the door in the moonlight.

She opened Rich's bedroom door and recoiled. The air was stale and a little
sour from years of old sweat, but her nose adapted after the first rush of
air. She found a switch and lit the room.

Inside, the bed, surprisingly, was made up neatly, though everything, even
the bed, was a little dirty. Books on a shelf, lame porn magazines on the
floor, even some old trophies and what looked like a sketchbook on the bed,
all had a thin layer of dust.

Jill saw a dildo on the floor, which she didn't expect. Rich didn't seem
the type.

Then, she walked around the bed and saw a laptop on the floor, plugged in,
again something she didn't expect.

She quickly bent to retrieve it and, after flinging the dust off the
surface, put it on the desk next to the bed. She dusted off the chair, too,
and sat down.

She turned on the computer, waited for it to boot, and...

Shit.

Password protected.

She tried his name. She tried the basic `password' and `12345' plus several
objects around the room. Nothing worked.

Then, it hit her. She tried: `Melissa" and "MelissaSmith'. Neither worked.

Then, she tried `MellySmith' and...

Bingo!

It opened up an old version of Windows, and Jill had to quickly reorient
herself to it.

The background image on the computer, behind several icons, showed a happy
looking family...Melissa's family, all smiles.

"Jesus," Jill breathed. Even at 10 or so, maybe especially at that age,
Melissa was gorgeous.

Jill felt a surge of longing, wishing she could have been there to rescue
Melissa from everything that was happening then and what was to come a few
years later. She wondered how Melissa could fake that smile.

She took a deep breath, shaking it off, and looked at the icons scattered
on the desktop...school stuff, a few games...then, right in the center, she
found a folder labeled `Pictures'. She didn't know what to expect, but
surely Melissa would be in there somewhere.

Supposedly, Rich always loved her.

But, when Jill opened it, she was stunned to find only more folders, at
least 70 of them, labeled cryptically with names and dates.

She found one labeled `Mom and Dad', though, and Jill couldn't help being
curious.

What kind of pictures of his parents would Rich have kept in their own
folder? Jill didn't think Rich would have a lot of sentimental pictures of
his parents, but, then again, his background picture was pretty
sentimental.

She almost fell off the chair at what she found...pictures of his parents
fucking, just fucking, in different positions, in different places...just
fucking.

By the time she found two more folders, labeled "Mom' `Dad'. By this point,
in among the pictures, she expected to find dirty pictures of them, she
expected to find nudity but still not the levels of depravity they
depicted.

Her mind reeled. Why would he have these pictures?

At the moment, she didn't connect the lake with the pictures she was
looking at because it wasn't a different house in the pictures. Jill knew
they didn't live at the lake all year round.

In the `Dad' folder, Melissa's father was in clear focus, doing
unimaginable things, at least unimaginable to Jill, having only had the
most unpleasant encounter with the man.

In groups...with individuals...all ages...all genders...sucking, fucking,
licking, being fucked on his knees, on his back, legs over his head, a very
young preteen girl fucking his ass with a strapon...even tied up.

And the `Mom' folder was very similar, with Melissa's mother as the main
focus.

In a folder labeled `Orgies', she found pictures of both parents in groups,
large and small, with men, women, boys, girls, all ages and genders once
again.

Jill was amazed even though Grandma was in some of the pictures, which
should have put some of the pieces together.

But, Rich and his parents were so awful. It didn't fit with the partiers in
these pictures.

And then she realized...Melissa was nowhere to be found.

She checked the `Family' folder, not finding Melissa anywhere. Then, she
went back to the original `Pictures' folder and scoured it.

She found a folder labeled `Melly'.

In that folder, she found a folder named `Secret', but, otherwise, the
pictures in there were loose...and very tame.

Pictures of Melissa as a baby up through around the time when everything
changed but all completely innocent. Even Jill could see they were lovingly
framed. Melissa looked cute, almost always happy.

Jill almost started to believe that Melissa had been right. Maybe Rich did
love her, pure and unselfish, at one time.

Maybe something had happened to change him...maybe he just didn't want a
baby? Jill was even more puzzled.

She opened the `Secret' folder and found, well...less innocent pictures,
mostly Melissa asleep with cum on her cheek or ass or even her pussy.

This was the Rich that Jill expected...a dirty pig...but still there was
that other side of him...maybe.

Jill closed all those out. It was getting late, and she had an idea that
she might find some more answers if she kept digging.

She scanned the Family folder and found a subfolder marked, cryptically,
"Threesomes."

Inside that folder, Jill found dozens of pictures of Rich with his parents,
naked, fucking, sucking....all the things from the other pictures.

Rich and his father really seemed to enjoy fucking another man or boy, in
this case each other, just as much as they enjoyed women...another
surprise.

Within that folder, Jill opened another called `Grandparents', which showed
Rich and his parents, again, performing every sex act imaginable, this time
with an older couple, obviously a set of Rich's grandparents.

In these pictures, Rich was very young, even a baby. Jill figured his
grandparents must have passed on at some point.

She backed out to the `Pictures' folder again, and Jill's curiosity piqued
at one marked `Kimberley'.

Inside, she found pictures of a young girl, with and without Rich. The girl
looked very similar from when she was a baby to toddler...all naked and so
sexy.

Jill couldn't help it. She stuck her hand in her panties, scrolling through
the baby pictures, a happy and naked little baby girl. Just pictures of the
baby girl, except in some a hand spread her pussy open.

Jill brought herself to orgasm going through pictures of little "Kimberley"
developing into a toddler. By then, Rich and his parents were in the
pictures with Kimberley, whoever she was.

That doused Jill's arousal, so Jill just went through the rest of the
pictures of an older Kimberley, about Cora's age, maybe a little younger,
getting fucked by Rich who was a teenager growing into his body.

Well, at least he waited until she was older.

Jill took a moment to acknowledge the slight hypocrisy in her thoughts,
then noticed that these pictures were at the lake, at least the indoor ones
because she recognized the house. Jill thought the outdoor ones were at the
lake, too, but she wasn't sure exactly where.

She made a mental note to look around.

Jill was sleepy, hazy from her orgasm, so she backed out of that folder and
took another quick scan of the `Pictures' folder.

In a `Making a Baby with Melly', she found pictures and videos of Melissa
and Rich having sex that weekend. Stuff Jill had seen before, though the
specific title of the folder made her shake head in disgust.

What a dick.

But then she found a Word document entitled `Journal - Weekend with Melly'
and opened it.

At the top of the document, Jill found this, addressed to Melissa in bold
letters:

Deal Melly,

I hope you read these journal entries I left for you. I had to hide it just
in case...well, who knows who might see.

Anyway, I just want you to know I love you, Melly. I never wanted it to end
this way. I wanted to be with you forever, to be your husband. I wanted you
to have my children and live with you out from under our parents' thumb.

I was trying to protect you, Melly. You don't know just how much Mom and
Dad hated you for not being a boy. I'm sorry...I hope that doesn't come as
too much of a shock.

Dad planned to make a baby boy with you, and I tried to do it first. Mom
wouldn't have stopped him. She probably would have watched and gotten
turned on by it. Jesus, I really hate them sometimes...but I need them,
too, damn it.

So, I was hoping to give Dad a son and maybe I'd keep my inheritance, but I
failed at even that.

I'm so sorry,

Rich

Then, the journal entries started.

May 28

Mom and Dad are going away for Memorial Day weekend, and I have Melly all
to myself. Obviously, both Mom and Dad wanted my cum in their holes before
they left, but my heart wasn't in it this time.

I was thinking of Melly the whole time. I finally get to have her, and I
hope she'll let me. I need to make her first time special, and I don't want
Dad to do it. He won't care how it feels for her.

He told me he's going to make a son with Melly this summer. I told him I
was his baby boy, but he said he loves me but I'm not his baby boy anymore.

Well, if that's what he wants, he'll get it, but I want to do it. I want
Melly to enjoy sex like I have. Dad might even hurt her. Who knows? Mom and
Dad hate her, and who knows how long they'll find Melly useful?

I just hope Dad won't kill me when he finds out he's not the only real man
in the house. I hope he'll see I did it because I love him and Melly,
too. Maybe he'll treat Melly better if he knows I love her and she's
carrying a son.



June 12

I wasn't able to write again, back at college.

Well, that didn't go well. Mom and Dad walked in on us and went nuts. Then,
when they found out about her positive pregnancy test, Dad went nuts on me,
fucking me hard for two straight days. I'm still sore. He's never hurt me
like this, but they were great orgasms, at least. Mom told me to never come
back to see Melissa or I'd be cut off, no college money, no job, no
nothing.

There was more bellyaching, but Jill scrolled past that entry to a note in
a different font...

Hey, Rich. I uploaded the pictures you wanted of baby's first cum
shower. They're here in this folder:

Dr. Barry

And then one last short entry:

	March 1

	I failed. I couldn't even give my father another son.

It occurred to Jill to wonder how Rich had left the laptop at the lake
house, but then she remembered that Melissa had said that at some point her
parents had moved Melissa to their current house so they could renovate the
lake house enough to make it livable in the winter, the lowest bar of care
they could clear.

And Jill couldn't bring herself to have any sympathy for Rich. If Rich
really loved Melissa, he had a really twisted, conflicted, and cowardly way
of showing it. She rolled her eyes.

Jill followed the link the doctor left and found something she was
unprepared for...a naked, clearly newborn baby with a male doctor and a
female nurse, her scrub top pulled up above her bare breasts. She held the
doctor's hard penis in her hand, kneading her breast with the other, mouth
hung open, maybe having an orgasm.

Meanwhile, baby Cora was covered in cum. There was also a video from the
doctor's point of view, grunting as he and the nurse worked to get his cum
to spurt out onto a cooing Cora.

Sure enough, the nurse did have an orgasm...and she said filthy things like
"I'm gonna clean your cum off her little with my tongue" the whole time.

As the video ended, the nurse purred, "Pretty baby girl's first cum
shower...I'm gonna lick her clean now."

Jill's cunt twitched without her consent.

Shit.

Jill didn't want to be turned on, but it was Cora, newly born, pink,
smooth, with a little shock of her dark hair already...fucking gorgeous.

Jill closed the laptop. She didn't need to see more. This was all very
strange and didn't make her like Rich even a little bit. It did, however,
fill in some blanks...while raising some more questions.

She needed a while to process.

She stood up, her foot hitting something under the desk, a big album.

She opened it and found...a wealth of polaroid pictures of boys and girls,
all under five...grouped together.

Jill would have admired Rich's perverse photography skills if she didn't
hate him so much.

Then she sighed because she realized that somehow Cora had inherited her
love of photography from her...father.

Ick.

She closed the album and put it back where she found it.

Finally, she went back to bed, took off her panties, wrapped Cora in a
protective body hug, and fell into a dream-filled sleep.

The next morning, Saturday, she made sweet love to Cora, and then they got
up to eat some breakfast.

"Can we go outside and take pictures?" Cora asked as she sat in Jill's lap,
eating her cereal.

"Yes, but first we need to take the stuff we cleaned out of that room to
Goodwill," Jill said, scattering feather light kisses over Cora's neck and
shoulders and ears.

"Oh, okay," Cora said. "Do we have to get dressed?"

"I'm afraid so," Jill answered, squeezing Cora's middle.

Jill finished her own breakfast, toast, grapefruit, and coffee, as Cora ran
off to double check she had everything she wanted to get rid of and to put
something on.

She slipped on some shorts and a t-shirt, herself, then checked over the
boxes in the living room to make sure there wasn't anything in there that
she thought Melissa might regret getting rid of.

Jill was carrying the boxes, one by one, to the care when Cora came out
looking sexy in her own shorts and t-shirt.

"Can I help you?" Cora asked.

There were two more boxes left.

"Why don't you pull the crate of toys out. Just drag it to the car, and
I'll put it in."

Jill stifled a smile as she leaned on the car, watching Cora struggle but,
determinedly, drag the crate along the ground.

Before Jill picked it up, she kissed Cora on the cheek. "Thank you,
baby. You're a great helper. And, you look very sexy."

Cora beamed, and Jill lifted the crate into the last spot in the back of
the car.

"Let's go!" Jill said and lifted Cora into her arms.

When they got back home, Jill told Cora to put her new dress back on so she
could show it off to whoever was outside as they roamed around the
lake. Jill watched her put it on.

"I hope I can find new kinds of flowers to take pictures of," Cora said
when she pulled it down over her head.

Jill knelt to help her straighten it out...and to grope her a little.

"I'm sure there are lots of flowers you haven't found yet," Jill said.

She took Cora's face in her hands and kissed her lips softly one more time
before Cora picked up her camera and put it around her neck.

Jill took her hand, and they went outside, but that didn't last long.

Cora went right to prancing around with her camera, taking pictures from
every angle, up at the sky or tall trees, out onto the lake, and close up
to flowers and even the grass.

Jill took her own pictures of Cora taking pictures.

When Cora bent over a particular bush covered in white flowers, Jill also
bent over and plucked Cora's dress up, snapping a picture of her butt.

"Hey!" Cora shouted, but she was laughing.

"What? I was gonna send Mommy a picture and show her what we're doing,"
Jill said.

"We're not doing my butt, though," Cora said.

"Oh, we're not?" Jill said, playfully biting her tongue. "Well I did take
other pictures. Let's send them."

"Kay," Cora said. So they sat together, with Cora looking over Jill's
shoulder.

Melissa: That's the cutest butt in the world. Who does it belong to? ;)

When Jill told Cora what she said, Cora huffed.

Jill snapped a picture of that and sent it with a text.

Jill: She's very indignant that you'd ever think someone else might have a
cuter butt.

Melissa: Well, I hope you reassured her that I did recognize it and it is
by far the cutest butt in the world. By the way, yours is the prettiest. ;)

Jill smiled and told Cora what she said.

"Tell Mommy she has the nicest butt, but it's a tie with you," Cora said.

Jill relayed the message exactly.

Melissa: Awww, I agree it's a tie. What are you two doing? I just got
finished with yoga class. I missed you, but I have this sexy girl with me
checking me out that makes up for it.

With the text, Melissa sent a picture of her and Abby.

"Abby's with her?" Cora said.

"Yeah, remember her sister Kaylee works at the club where we go for yoga,"
Jill said.

"Oh yeah," Cora said. "Cool."

"Let's send Mommy another sexy picture," Jill said.

She pulled Cora back into her, between her legs, and lifted Cora's
dress. She held up the camera and slid her other hand down the front of
Cora's panties.

Snap.

They waited a few minutes to get a response from Melissa, and Jill passed
the time by tickling Cora's ear with her tongue.

"Mommy had to go, but she said she loved the picture and can't wait to be
here," Jill said when Melissa responded. She kissed Cora's neck. "Go
on. Take more pictures."

"Kay," Cora said and resumed her roaming and picture taking.

What Melissa really said in the text was:

Melissa: We had some fun of our own. I'll send a picture later. ;)

Jill: Can't wait!

Melissa sent back a "wet" emoji, and Jill chuckled and looked around for
Cora.

They'd roamed a good ways around the lake, finding themselves close to the
beach. Jill enjoyed the scenery and saw some people in the distance but
nothing too interesting or unusual, until...

"Kimberley!"

The girl from Rich's pictures was right there sitting on a dock...older
but, no doubt, the same girl.

Jill had almost shouted in surprise, so Kimblerley turned in her chair,
stood up, and walked toward Jill who stood silent, still shocked.

"Do I know you?" Kimberley said.

Jill still didn't answer, speechless. She hadn't expected to find Kimberley
so easily.

The first thing that brought Jill back to her senses was the realization
that Kimblerley wore a bikini that was more thread than string.

"I'm sorry. Um, no, no, we've never met. I just saw some pictures of
you. I...found them at my house."

"Where?" Kimberley said, a hint of suspicion in her tone.

"Oh, um, my girlfriend's brother, Rich--"

"I knew it, that some son of a bitch," Kimberley spat. "What did you see?"

Jill collected herself and answered. "Well, lots of pictures of you doing
lots of things, really, and, well, you were wearing even less than you are
now in most of them," Jill said, trying to keep her tone as light, even a
little flirty, as possible.

She didn't want Kimberley's anger directed at her.

"We did have a lot of sex," Kimberley said, a little bit less combative.

Jill sighed in relief. "First, I want you to know I don't like Rich any
more than you do."

Kimberley visibly relaxed, even smiled a little.

"I..Can I ask a question. Why did he have you in his pictures by name? He
has lots of other pictures on his laptop of other people doing very similar
things, but you were the only girl he had by name," Jill said.

Kimberley looked down at the ground as if she was embarrassed. "I was his
girlfriend...at least that's what he told me from when I was old enough to
lie to," Kimberley said. "Then, there was this big party right before he
went off to college for the last time. He'd stayed here a whole year. He
said it was for me. Anyway, I thought he was going to fuck me good, but he
just kissed me and told me he was mine forever and he'd be back for me."

"He was supposedly in love with his sister, my girlfriend," Jill said.

"Yeah, I barely knew he had a sister, but it makes sense. Last time I saw
him, he came and begged me to let him in the gate because they changed the
codes. By then, I knew he'd put a baby in his sister, but I still held out
hope. I was young. All I got was a fucking kiss on the cheek, though. I
hope she's okay, but I hope he's rotting in hell."

"He's not rotting yet, unfortunately," Jill said. "But, she's good."

"Well, I'm really happy for her. Really. I finally gave up on him last
year, and I was just hoping he hadn't ruined two more lives," Kimberley
said.

"I'm sorry he did that to you," Jill said. She heard footsteps and turned
to see a man and woman approaching, naked.

"These are my parents. They've been spring cleaning, but they're the ones
who convinced me to stop pining for him," Kimberley said. "They're
amazing."

"Who's this, Kimmy?" Kimberley's mother said.

Kimberley was not tall, but she was pretty skinny. Both the man and woman
were bigger, not roly-poly like Lisa the pizza girl, just flabby with wide
hips, a gut, and the woman's breasts were heavy and hung down over her
belly.

"She says she found pictures of me that Rich had," Kimberley said.

"I'm his sister's girlfriend. She owns their house now," Jill said. "I
promise, we have as little to do with him as possible."

"Oh, well, good. Kimmy. With all due respect to you, Ms..."

"I'm Jill."

"Jill," Kimberley's father continued. "With all due respect, it's family
time now."

"He means sex," Kimberley said, chuckling.

"Oh! Well, I wouldn't want to get in the way of that. I'm sorry to bother
you, Kimberley--"

"Kim," Kim said.

"Kim. Sorry to bother you. I'll get out of your hair. Oh, can I ask how old
you are?"

"Just turned eighteen before Christmas," Kim said, pulling her mother into
her and moving her hand down to her juicy butt.

"Well, thanks for filling in those blanks for me. You didn't have to," Jill
said and walked away to rejoin Cora.

She looked back and saw Kimberley standing between her parents, hand on the
back of her mother's head, plundering her mother's mouth with her tongue,
hand between her mother's legs. Meanwhile, her dad rutted his penis between
Kim's legs, not in her pussy yet.

Jill found Cora. Jill didn't want Jill redirected Cora in the other
direction.

After a while, and probably hundreds of pictures, Jill was daydreaming when
she felt Cora patting her leg. "Look, it's Grandma!" she said.

Jill looked towards the house where Cora was looking, and, yes, it was
Grandma, sitting in a chair but looking back at Cora and Jill.

Jill stood, stunned again at the scene in front of her, though she
shouldn't have been. Grandma sat in a yard, on a folding camp chair, facing
a basement with its french doors wide open.

Inside, several boys, Jill guessed between eleven and thirteen years old,
naked, stroking their cocks of varying size, stood around a big bed.

On the bed, three women lay on their backs, legs either up over their heads
or bent and spread wide with a boy pounding his dick in their pussies.

"Hello again," Grandma said, drawing Jill's attention, walking towards them
with a conspicuous glob of white cum dripping down her leg from her
panties.

"Hi! What are you doing?" Cora spoke up.

Grandma approached Cora, but looked at Jill. Finally, Grandma looked down
at Cora and petted her head.

"Well, sweetheart, we're having our weekend orgy." Grandma looked up at
Jill again. "We call it the Golden Girls breeding party because we like
pretending these virile boys can still knock us up. I'm letting the other
girls have a chance. When I'm in there, the big boys all want inside me."

Coming from Grandma's mouth, the words didn't sound like bragging.

Cora looked up at Jill, with an expression Jill recognized as Cora's cute
puzzled face.

"They're having a sex party, baby," Jill said.

"Wow," Cora said, staring at the orgy inside, but Grandma kept her
attention with Jill.

Jill noticed a portly, glasses-wearing, fiftyish woman's womb who had a boy
between her legs , hands on her shoulders, trying his best to get dick all
the way inside her womb, swiveling his little hips as she met his thrusts
with a smile and equal fervor.

Then, Jill looked back at Grandma. Jill took her in up close for the first
time, really looking her up and down. Grandma seemed to be sizing Jill up
too.

Jill tried to imagine Grandma when she was younger, but she really
couldn't. What she did know was that Grandma's much older body, gorgeous
head of curly white hair, dark eyes that made Jill shiver, and truly unique
aura of sexy self confidence made Jill wet.

Jill decided there was nothing more to it.

For the moment, Grandma wore a sheer purple negligee, purely for warmth
because it wasn't hiding anything. It barely contained her hanging breasts,
and it only fell below her pussy enough to draw Jill's eye to her long
legs.

"This is Melissa Smith's little angel, isn't it? And how do you know her?"
Grandma said, after what seemed like minutes of silence, except for the
moans and slapping sounds from the house.

Grandma's tone put Jill at ease because she sounded almost protective of
Cora.

"Jill's my girlfriend. We're in love, and she makes me feel good," Cora
said, wrapping her arms around Jill's waist.

"We're here for the week. Her mother's working and will join us this
weekend, but we're here on spring break. I'm also Cora's teacher," Jill
said.

Grandma smiled. "Her teacher, huh?"

"Yup," Jill said, smirking at Grandma.

"That's...one of the best ways to meet little girls, isn't it?" Grandma
asked. "Boys too," she said in a distant voice.

That's when Jill knew she had Grandma's trust.

"I like the girls, but Cora's the one I fell in love with," Jill said.

"Understood. You're lucky," Grandma said, reaching to stroke Cora's jaw,
gazing down at her. "Have you been to our school?" she said, still staring
at Cora.

"There's a school here?" Jill asked.

"There is. It's in the other section of our community," Grandma said, still
petting Cora's face. "I can take you to see it sometime this week if you'd
like. I remember your Mommy when she was a girl."

"You do?" Cora asked.

"Yeah, I remember she was all alone. She was never at any of
our...parties. Hey, angel, why don't you go sit in my chair and watch them
while I talk to your girlfriend, okay?"

"Okay...grownups always have stuff they don't want me to hear," Cora said.

Jill smiled because Cora always just took that in stride, like she knew she
wouldn't want to hear anyway.

As Cora sat in the chair, Grandma turned back to Jill.

"Is her mother okay? She was always such a pretty girl and horny, too,
swimming naked and touching herself out by the lake, but I know her parents
kept her down. She never came to our sex parties," Grandma said.

"Well, I don't think Melissa knows everything either, but I'm piecing
together stuff she doesn't know. She seems to have either blocked some
stuff or just didn't know what her parents hid from her. What I can say,
though, is that none of them are involved with Cora in any way. Melissa
works for her brother, Cora's father, but they aren't anything close to
friends. Melissa is in school working to be independent of them
completely." Jill said, finding it easy to talk to Grandma.

"Well, that's excellent news, and I'm glad she has you. I assume she has
you, too?" Grandma asked.

"We're all in a romantic, sexual relationship, yes," Jill said.

"I bet it's a beautiful story I'd love to hear sometime, but I'm feeling
empty again. I need some strong little boy sperm in my cunt. Do you want to
see the school on Monday?"

Before Jill could answer, Grandma pulled her negligee up and off her body,
leaving her in only a matching thong with the crotch askew and exposing her
messy pussy.

Grandma mixed dirty talk with casual speech like this casual everyday
conversation and topless was everyday dress, which Jill knew they were.

"Um, sure," Jill said.

"Meet me at 10 Monday morning at my place. It's the two story house
straight across the lake from you," Grandma said.

"That's yours? It's nice," Jill said.

"So's yours...I like to keep an eye on the girls...and now you," Grandma
winked and squeezed Jill's butt.

Again, just a casual gesture, and Grandma turned to walk back to her
chair. She said a few smiling words to Cora who hopped off the chair and
bounded down to Jill.

"Are they really making babies?" Cora asked.

"Well, no, baby, but that's because the women are too old to have babies
now," Jill said.

"Oh...how old do you have to be to have babies?" Cora asked.

Jill realized they'd never really talked about this, and she had a chance
to teach Cora something new. She answered the question as she guided Cora
past the house.

"Well, baby, usually girls can have babies from around age 12 or 13 up to
sometimes when they're close to 50. But, usually their bodies start to
change a little before that, and they can't have babies anymore."

"Oh," Cora said. "What about boys?"

"Well, unfortunately, once boys get started when they're 11 or 12, they can
usually make babies for as long as they want," Jill said.

"Why is that bad?" Cora said.

"It's not," Jill said. "I was teasing. It is a little unfair, though, don't
you think?"

"Well, but women are the ones who have to carry the baby in their tummies,
right? So maybe babies are too heavy for grandmas' tummies," Cora said.

Jill stopped, and Cora stopped, too.

Jill crouched in front of Cora, hands on her waist. "You know, sometimes I
forget how damn smart you are?"

Cora smiled, and Jill leaned in and kissed Cora's neck. She picked Cora up
and carried her home.

"Naked time!" Cora shouted when Jill put her down on the floor inside the
house.

She started to pull off her dress.

"No argument from me," Jill said, stripping off her own shirt and pants.

Cora was naked quickly and ran off to the living room. By the time Jill
caught up with her and sat down on the couch next to her, Cora was watching
the tail end of a Kim Possible rerun on TV.

"She's hot," Jill said, pulling Cora into her lap.

"Yeah," Cora said, bouncing in Jill's lap, grinding her pussy down onto it.

Jill didn't mind a bit, and she grabbed Cora around the waist to caress
Cora's pussy, sucking her neck while Cora watched the cartoon.

Cora purred as Jill reveled in Cora's scent and her soft body. Eventually,
an episode of Scooby Doo came on.

"Is this show too scary for you, baby?" Jill asked. It was for her when she
was young.

"No, Daphne and Velma are pretty. I wish they'd kiss," Cora said.

Jill chuckled. "You and every lesbian on the planet, baby."

Jill started watching Daphne and Velma prance around and, because they were
fucking sexy as hell had great racks, Jill got the urge to play with Cora's
rack.

She moved both her hands up and cupped Cora's undeveloped boobs, first
massaging the soft flesh, feeling Cora's nipples stiffen under her palms.

"That feels good," Cora said.

"I'm glad, baby. I'm going to play with your nipples now, okay? Keep
watching," Jill whispered.

"Okay," Cora said.

So, as the show continued, and, as the sexy animated girls in their short
skirts ran around looking sexy, Jill pinched Cora's nipples...not too hard.

Then twisted them a little.

And gently pulled them to see how far they'd stretch.

"How does that feel, sweet girl?" Jill asked.

"Good," Cora said.

So, Jill kept going. Jill's pussy twitched and gushed as she worked Cora's
tits until they were pink.

The closing credits of Scooby Doo started, so Jill whispered hotly into
Cora's ear. "Turn around and put your fingers in me, baby."

Cora didn't hesitate. She turned around and straddled Jill's lap, bringing
two fingers down and pushing them into Jill's pussy. Jill parted her legs
just enough to fit Cora's small fingers.

"Put another one in, please," Jill gasped, and Cora did.

It didn't take long. Her orgasm struck sharply, fueled by the tight stretch
of Cora's fingers pistoning inside Jill's in the tight space of her pussy.

"Let me suck your fingers," Jill said, and Cora pulled the fingers out and
smiled up at Jill as she licked them clean.

When Jill came down from her orgasm, she turned Cora back around and
resumed their position, hugging Cora even tighter.

She picked up the remote and switched it over to the porn channel to see
what they were showing.

She felt only a small twinge of disappointment when she realized it wasn't
a lesbian scene.

"Wow, that man's penis even bigger than Grandpa's," Cora said.

Jill decided to wait it out and see what Cora had to say.

"Yes, it is. Do you like it?"

Cora didn't answer right away.

The scene was pretty tantalizing for a scene with a man in it. A little
blonde girl, about four and wearing a short nightgown, stood with a woman
in a similar short pink nightgown sitting in a chair behind the girl with
the man in front of the girl sitting on a couch.

He was naked, and his rather large penis stood at attention.

A mommy, daddy, and their little girl scene.

There was a voiceover talking about how the little girl hadn't grown up
having sex like most kids at the lake did, so her Daddy was trying to make
it seem fun.

He held a stuffed bunny, straddling his dick, resting against his stomach.

The mom smiled and encouraged the little girl to touch his rather large,
erect penis. "Flopsy the bunny is riding Daddy like a tricycle," the mother
said.

"Is she gonna suck it?" Cora asked.

"I don't know. Do you wanna see?" Jill asked.

"Yeah. It's nice, but it's too big for me," Cora said.

"Well, maybe she'll like it," Jill said.

It turned out the little girl did suck it, eventually, first just touching
the tip, then eventually licking it and, with the encouragement from Mommy
and Daddy, working her way to sucking as much of it as she could without
gagging.

The quiet female voiceover narrated the scene once the real action started,
including Mommy becoming more and more turned on until, as her husband's
breathing grew more ragged, she got down on the floor, pulled the girl's
panties down, and rubbed breasts on the little girl's back.

"Swallow's Daddy's cum, baby. That's it," she husked, sliding her hands up
under the girl's nightie and playing with her nipples.

Her words seemed to set Daddy off because he howled and let loose spurts of
cum.

At first, the girl tried to keep her mouth on him, but she
couldn't. Several ropes of cum landed on her face.

She seemed unbothered, though. In fact, she smiled and turned around to
show Mommy, who wiped cum off her face with both her fingers and her tongue
as the voiceover concluded:

These loving parents gave their little girl a happy and fun first sexual
experience that she loved and would remember forever.

The scene ended, and a schedule of scenes for the rest of the day appeared
on the screen. The next one would be in five minutes, it said.

"That was sexy," Cora said.

"Does it make you want to suck a big penis like that?" Jill asked.

"No, but I liked the Mommy playing with the little girl. That was my
favorite part," Cora said.

"Mine too, baby. Let's go in the bedroom and have some fun before lunch,"
Jill said.

"Kay," Cora said, and Jill carried her into the bedroom. They spent the
rest of the day either in bed or eating.

After Cora fell asleep, exhausted and sweaty, Jill sent Melissa a text with
some pictures.

Jill: Hey, baby doll. We ran into Grandma today, and she had boy cum
running down her leg.

Melissa: Hey, beautiful. She's a spitfire, huh?

Jill: Yeah, I've gotta admire her even when she's fucking a boy. So, you
had a picture for me? ;)

In fact, there were five pictures of Melissa and Abby in a public restroom,
probably at the club.The first picture was of Melissa sliding her fingers
down the front of Abby's bikini bottoms. The last one showed Abby lying on
the floor, naked, with an equally naked Melissa sucking her pussy.

Jill and Melissa did some sexting, resulting in one more orgasm for Jill
even though she'd already almost exhausted herself with Cora.

An hour later, Jill said goodnight to Melissa with a promise to send more
pictures during the week.

She woke up alone in bed, missing her sexy little girl to cuddle with,
but...on the bed were three pairs of panties, laid out carefully leading,
crotch first, to the end of the bed.

Jill got up and found more pairs of panties, all tiny, different colors and
patterns, some wrinkled, some unworn...

Jill followed the trail out the bedroom, through the living room, to the
sliding door leading to the deck...she opened the door and followed the
further trail down the deck, past the grill and table to the lounge chair
where she found...

One Coraline Smith, naked, with her camera around her neck, and smiling
like she was the cleverest little girl in the whole world.

Jill knew she was.

"And, what are you doing, little girl?" Jill said, unable to even pretend
to be stern. Before Cora even answered, Jill lowered herself into the
lounge chair and pulled Cora into her arms.

"I want to be naked with you all day and take pictures of each other," Cora
said.

"Well, we've got the naked part done already," Jill said, taking Cora's
hand and putting between her legs, rubbing Cora's pussy together, burying
her nose in Cora's neck, inhaling her scent and getting both their fingers
wet.

Oh...and making Cora breathe funny.

"You like this, sweet girl?" Jill said, lips brushing Cora's ear.

"Yeah," Cora panted. Jill petted her, light as a feather.

"You have the best ideas, baby girl," Jill said.

Cora only gasped and moaned.

"You're always so beautiful," Jill said. "Do you know when you're most
beautiful?"

"Uh-uh," Cora said, barely loud enough to hear.

"You're most beautiful when you cum," Jill said, and she lightly pinched
Cora's little clit, which set her off, lifting her ass up and off the chair
and her body tightening for several long seconds, then releasing, letting
her body fall back on the chair, heavy on Jill's chest.

Jill kissed Cora's skin everywhere she could reach until Cora's breathing
evened out.

"Is that what you had in mind?" Jill asked.

"No, I want to take pictures," Cora said.

"You don't like orgasms?" Jill asked.

"Oh yeah. But can't we do both?" Cora said.

"I think we can manage that," Jill said. "Here. Give me your camera. I'll
take the first one."

She took a picture right there, zooming in on Cora's soaked and open pussy
slit.

"Now, you. Bend over the railing," Cora said.

Thus began a playful day of fun pictures and orgasms.

Some pictures were erotic, a carefully framed picture of Cora leaning on
the headboard of the bed, legs spread wide open.

Others were playful, like a selfie with Cora holding a sausage link up to
her pussy and Jill leaning down and sucking it like...a dick or, preferably
to Jill, a dildo.

They took pictures and even a few videos. Jill's favorite was of Cora
standing on the bed, legs spread wide, rubbing her pussy and peeing on the
bed. They had to do laundry after that.

Jill put the sheets and some clothes in the washing machine, and Cora sat
on it, enjoying the vibrations as she rubbed her pussy to another of
countless orgasms.

By the end of the day, Cora's pussy was rather red, and Jill's wasn't much
better.

"Let's decide what pictures to send to Mommy," Jill said, lying on the bed,
looking down on Cora's naked body.

"All the ones with you and me in them," Cora said. "And the one on the
washing machine."

"You liked that, didn't you?" Jill asked.

"Yeah. Tell Mommy I'm glad you and Mommy taught me how to touch myself,"
Cora said.

Jill typed the message and hit send on the washer pictures.

Then, she sent a few select pictures of the two of them. There was no way
she could really send all of them.

"Do you like touching yourself better than when Mommy and I touch you?"
Jill asked, putting her phone down and cuddling up to Cora.

"No. But it's nice when I'm by myself or you're busy," Cora said.

"It sure is," Jill said, and they settled down to lightly grazing fingers
over nipples, their sexed-up scents hanging in the air, and, eventually,
dozing off together with Cora lying on top of Jill, head under Jill's chin
and legs draped over Jill's hips.

Monday morning, Jill woke up with Cora still on top of her, and they had a
couple of hours before Grandma expected them.

So, Jill turned them over so Cora was on her back and Jill hovered over
her. Cora stayed asleep, and Jill watched her, brushing her fingers over
her pretty face, thinking about her future...their future.

Now that she knew there was a school at the lake, she had new possibilities
to consider.

She thought about living here in a sexually free environment where they
could be open about their relationship and also share their beautiful
children and their own bodies with each other.

Who knew how many children, but Jill knew that, at the lake, they could
share with others even Cora was the only one they ever had.

And, now, looking at Cora, Jill thought that could easily be enough.

Jill began kissing Cora's face, gently, admiring Cora's fucking sexy little
body with flesh the color of milky coffee, flat chest except for her her
puffy little nipples, cute round belly that Jill kissed, cute legs growing
longer seemingly every day.

She moved her kisses down to Cora's thin, pretty thighs.

"Mmmm, are you gonna make love with me?" Jill heard Cora say in her sexy
little sleepy voice.

Jill took her time kissing her way back up Cora's body, kissing her belly
button and both tits, finally her chin and lips, then looking into Cora's
still droopy eyes.

"Do you want me to make love to you?" Jill asked.

"Yes, please," Cora said with a blossoming smile, her eyes growing alert.

"I'd love to, baby. I was just thinking how fucking sexy your body is,"
Jill said.

Cora beamed, and Jill took that as a cue to get going. But she still didn't
rush.

She took her time running her nose from Cora's neck, then under her arms,
then her tummy, then finally down to her pussy, inhaling Cora's sweet,
musky natural scents so she had them in her nose as she tasted and
pleasured Cora's pussy.

Before moving onto doing just that, Jill examined Cora's pussy just as
carefully as she had the rest of her body.

More permanently pink now that it had been penetrated a good number of
times, with visible ridges inside caused by stretching.

But still so tiny, no lips, still just a slit with no sign of being ready
for reproduction, just a beautiful little...cunt.

Jill finally stopped her musing and examining and went to work slowly
tasting, savoring, feasting on Cora's flesh.

By then, Cora was restless, awake, and moaning...impatient.

As Jill ran her tongue over the salty skin, soft but tight, drawing sweet
fluids from Cora's body. Cora's breathing and squirming gradually increased
until she almost sat up, with her hand on the back of Jill's head and,
then...

"Fuck!" Cora shouted, which startled Jill, but only caused her to dig her
tongue in even more, deeper, slurping Cora's fluids from her pussy, from
her body...flavors more complex, sweet but also tart with a hint of
sharpness.

Then Cora fell back, releasing the tension in her body.

"Shit," Jill breathed, kissing her way quickly back up Cora's body and
looking down into her eyes. "You said a naughty word," she said, giving
Cora her best smirk.

"Your tongue made me do it," Cora said, blushing.

"I did, huh? Well, I liked it," Jill said. "And guess what?"

"What?" Cora said.

"When we're with Grandma and around April and Kris and her family, you can
say those naughty words. What do you think of that?" Jill said.

"Yay. I like naughty words," Cora said, blushing deep again.

Jill kissed and blew raspberries on Cora's cheeks and neck, making her
laugh until she was almost out of breath.

Finally, Jill stopped and pulled back. "We need to eat and get going. I
need to take a shower, too. Do you want to come in with me?"

"Yes!" Cora said, like she'd won something.

They showered together. Jill thought about when she had been with Melissa
in this shower seemingly years but only months earlier. At that time, they
had touched each other, helped each other get clean and feel good. They'd
kissed a lot, with no aim except loving each other in mind, not even
orgasms.

With Cora, it was the same. Jill held Cora in her arms, kissed every inch
of her, lathered her up, probed every orifice, and Cora did the same with
Jill's body in different ways...but no orgasms.

Cora sat in her lap to eat again, but this time she ate a more substantial
breakfast. She needed energy for all the walking they were going to do.

Cora put on her shortest pair of shorts and a t-shirt, and Jill put on the
only dress she'd packed, sky blue with a fairly modest neckline but flaring
out to show off every inch of her bare legs.

She'd luckily found, in the junk room, a pair of light brown dress sandals
with a modest heel that complemented her dress perfectly.

As Jill looked in the mirror and smoothed the dress out, Cora almost bowled
her over, wrapping her arms around Jill's waist.

"You look soooo pretty," Cora said.

"Am I sexy?" Jill asked.

"Yeah. So sexy," Cora said.

Jill picked her up. "Well, you, my sweet girl, look delicious." She dived
into Cora's neck with playful bites and kisses, sending Cora into another
fit of giggles until they needed to go, for real.

Jill hurried them along. Cora had her camera out, but Jill kept her from
roaming like she usually did when they walked.

They took the short route around the lake, and Jill noticed that the houses
along that direction were set further back from the lake, in general, more
private with nobody outside playing.

But, as they got closer to Grandma's house, the two houses before hers were
a little more visible, closer to the path.

Then, they approached Grandma's house, and Jill heard loud moaning and
grunting. Grandma's voice floated through the moans and grunts, but Jill
couldn't tell what she was saying.

She heard the response, though. "Please, fuck me hard!" she heard piercing
through the air.

A female voice, which, when they rounded the curve, they were able to see
came from a young girl, probably still a teenager.

"What's she doing?" Cora asked.

Jill bent and picked up Cora. "Just watch," she whispered.

Grandma stood by a tree with a sex swing hanging down from it.

How did she know it was a sex swing? Because the moaning and grunting girl
lay naked on her back on the swing...and Grandma was fucking her with a sky
blue strap on as the girl held on for dear life.

"You want me to fuck you harder, naughty girl? You think you deserve it
after skipping school?" Grandma said lilting, teasing voice. Her thrusts
were slowly, and the girl's head fell back, her shoulder length hair
disheveled.

"Yes, please...I need it. Nobody at school was fucking me as good as you
do. l...please...I need it," the girl begged.

"That girl's pretty," Cora said.

Jill looked closer...maybe sixteen, dark hair, strong legs, busty for a
girl her age, not huge but certainly not small either, with a pretty face
and tan skin, shiny with perspiration.

"Yes...she is," Jill said.

A matching pair of panties along with another piece of lingerie of some
kind, clearly Grandma's, hung in the tree, while a smaller black bra and
panties and other clothes were strewn on the ground.

Grandma pushed all the way in to the hilt, leaned over the girl, looking
her deep in the eyes, and then kissed her on the lips. The girl blushed,
and Grandma pulled back again.

"Okay, little girl. I'll fuck you hard," and she appeared to be about to do
just that, but then she looked over at Jill, keeping the strap on buried
deep in the girl's pussy hole. "Oh! You're here. Just give me a minute. I
need to show Reagan here what happens to little girls who skip school to
visit Grandma."

"Take your time," Jill called. "If you don't mind us watching."

Grandma scoffed and turned her attention back to Reagan, leaning over to
grab her shoulders, and pounded the hell out of her pussy.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," Reagan screamed on every thrust.

Grandma's tits flopped around with the same rhythm, while Reagan's firmer,
rounder breasts bounced and rolled on her chest.

"I love your pussy," Grandma said as she continued to thrust hard and fast,
making the swing move on every thrust.

"I love you, Grandma. That's why I came. Nobody fucks me like you," Reagan
screamed as Grandma rammed into her.

Abruptly, Grandma stopped, buried all the way in. She leaned down and bit
Reagan's stiff, brown nipple, pulling a moan from Reagan. "I love you, too,
baby girl, especially when you're naughty."

Then, Grandma stood up straight and pulled almost all the way out with the
strap on and paused again.

"Wow, Jill, that's a big toy. Can we get one like that?" Cora asked.

"We'll talk about it later, baby. Just watch. See what she does," Jill
said.

As if Grandma was taking directions from Jill and Cora, thrust back in with
all her might, her legs and butt muscles clearly tightening, deep.

Reagan let out her loudest scream yet, cumming, stomach tightening, legs
straightening, her whole body tensing...and Grandma appeared to be having
her own orgasm, though not as obvious, tempered by the clenching of her
bony ass as she pressed the dildo as deep as it could go.

Almost a full minute later, Grandma relaxed and let the sky blue strap on
fall from Reagan's pussy. Liquid dripped from Reagan's hole as she gasped
for breath.

Grandma, for her part, took a couple deep breaths, eyes closed, then opened
them and reached for one of the pieces of lingerie hanging from the tree.

"I have to go, honey. Do you need to take a nap before going back to
school?" Grandma asked, pulling a sea green translucent negligee over her
head and letting it fall over her body, hugging every curve but barely
hiding anything.

"Yes, Grandma," Reagan said, sitting up in the swing.

Grandma cupped Reagan's jaw in her hands and leaned in to kiss her
again. This time, she pushed her tongue gently into Reagan's mouth, and
they shared a loving, sensual kiss, as Regan played with Grandma's nipples,
until Grandma broke the kiss.

"Go on. Use my bed, but go back to school after lunch, okay?" Grandma said.

"Okay," Reagan said, hopping off the swing to stand in front of Grandma.

Grandma gave Reagan's cute little tuft of dark pubic hair a tug, then gave
her a firm but clearly loving slap on the butt before turning to walk
towards Jill and Cora.

Jill watched Reagan pick up her clothes off the ground and walk, still butt
naked, juicy but tight ass cheeks bouncing as she strode up to the house.

"Are you ready to go?" Grandma asked. "Hey there, angel," she said before
Jill could answer.

She reached up and lightly grazed her finger over Cora's exposed thigh,
barely skimming her finger inside the leg hole. "Delicious," she murmured.

Cora smiled and hid her face in Jill's neck.

"Aww, I won't bite. I promise," Grandma said.

"I like when Jill bites me right here," Cora said, suddenly coming back out
of her shell, pointing to the spot just above her elbow.

"Oooh I see," Grandma said.

Jill bit her bottom lip, her heart swelling with affection, and arousal,
for Cora.

"Come on," Grandma said. "Follow me. So how long have you two been
girlfriends?"

"Well it happened very fast, didn't it, sweet girl?" Cora nodded. "Around
Thanksgiving," Jill finished.

"I see. Did you know each other before she was in your class?" Grandma
asked.

"Well, technically, no. Actually...no, we didn't, but I dated her mother
for a short time before I even knew she had a little girl. Then, they
walked into my class..." Jill almost choked up from the memory.

"And it was love," Grandma said.

"At first sight, yes...although, it took a little while for us to realize
we both had the same feelings for Cora," Jill said, skimming her own
fingers over Cora's cheek, down to her chest.

"Mommy was shy," Cora said.

"I'm not surprised by that," Grandma said in a distant tone. Jill thought
there was more Grandma knew but figured that she's pried into Melissa's
past enough for the moment.

"Do you have that swing in your tree all the time?" Cora asked as they
continued walking.

"Oh yes. Is that the first time you've seen a swing like that?" Grandma
asked.

"Yeah, it didn't look like the ones in the playground at school," Cora
said.

"That's because it's a sex swing, angel," Grandma said.

"A swing for sex?" Cora asked.

"Yup," Grandma said.

"Wow. Have you seen one like that, Jill?" Cora asked.

"Yes, baby, but not in person. Just on TV and movies," Jill said.

One of the few things she hadn't seen, she thought.

"Oh," Cora said. "Can we get one?"

Jill hugged Cora to her and whispered, "That would be fun, wouldn't it?
We'll see." Jill loved Cora and her curious mind.

They walked in silence for a while until, about the time they were
approaching the lake, Grandma turned them away from the lake.

"We've never been this way before," Jill said.

"No wonder you didn't see it. There are houses down here, too," Grandma
asked.

"Are they part of the same community?" Jill asked.

"Yup. They're not on the lake, so the properties are a little less
expensive, but they're part of us, too," Grandma said.

"Wow," Jill murmured.

Indeed, they turned again to the right and started walking down a nicely
kept street lined with houses that fit very nicely with the houses on the
lake but with smaller lawns and not on the water.

Jill put Cora down, and Cora snapped away with her camera.

"Still nice," Jill said.

"Oh, don't get me wrong. Almost all our residents have...considerable
wealth. A lot of them do have boats. You'll see where they put them in the
water." Grandma said.

"Mmmm," Jill responded.

"The school's just a ways down here at the end of the cul-de-sac," Grandma
said.

A few minutes later, about fifteen minutes in total since they left
Grandma's house, they approached a rather large property with a
recognizable school building, a relatively small but nice one at that.

"Nice," Jill said.

"Thank you," Grandma said. "We're proud of it. The office is through that
door over there. Ask for Ms. Griffin. I'll take little Miss Cora to the
playground while you go in for your tour if you'd like."

"Yeah!" Cora said.

"Okay. Are you sure you'll be okay, baby?" Jill asked, crouching down to
rub Cora's back.

"Will you come with me?" Cora asked, looking up at Grandma.

"Of course, angel," Grandma said.

"Then I'll be okay," Cora said.

Jill smiled. "I'll be back as soon as I can. I love you, baby," Jill said.

Cora smiled and leaned in with her lips puckered, and Jill happily kissed
them.

Grandma extended her hand. "Come on, angel. See the big playground? It's
right over there." She pointed to a large open area out in front of the
building. Jill could see a slide and jungle gym outside and a large glass
structure with more playground equipment inside.

"Let's go!" Cora said, and she started pulling Grandma along.

Jill and Grandma shared a smile and a chuckle. "We'll be right over there
when you're done," Grandma said, and Jill headed for the door.

As she lingered a few seconds, Jill glimpsed a crowd of young children
streaming out of a door into the playground area. As she turned away, she
thought she saw some of them stripping down.

Jill had a feeling she'd be seeing some unusual sights at this school, so
she made her way through the door marked `Office'.

The room was inviting with bright colors, open floor plan with a few desks
scattered around but no high counter like in most schools. That was Jill's
next clue that this school would be different.

Jill approached a desk that was pointed towards the door with a plate that
said `Receptionist'.

"May I help you?" the woman behind the desk asked. She was pleasingly
plump, middle-aged, put together, stereotypical receptionist except...her
skirt was so short that Jill could've mistaken it for underwear at a
distance, her blouse unbuttoned so that her nipples jutted out just under
the edge of the material.

No bra.

Jill cleared her throat. "Yes. My name's Jill. I'm here to see
Ms. Griffin."

"Oh yes," the woman said and stood up.

Jesus.

Jill almost said it out loud. As the woman walked, Jill wondered how she
managed not to rip her skirt, it was so tight, the woman's thick thighs
stretching the material to its limit.

Then, when she opened the door, Jill heard a scream and then, "Oh yes, baby
girl! Push your brother's ass harder. Get his little prick deeper in my
cunt! I need it!"

The receptionist went in and closed the door, but Jill still heard muffled
moans and then a brief muffled conversation before she came back out.

"She'll be a few minutes," she said, not in the least showing any
embarrassment or awkwardness.

In fact, because of her flushed face, Jill wondered if maybe...

But Jill didn't ask about that yet.

"So, um, how long have you worked here?" Jill asked.

"About 30 years, right out of college. I wouldn't dream of doing anything
else," the receptionist said.

"And you...make a good living?" Jill asked. "I don't mean to pry."

"Oh I don't mind. Let's just say that even the non-teaching staff here get
at least twice as much as the average teacher salary at a regular school,
more if we've been here longer," the woman said. "And, um, the perks are
pretty good too."

"Like um..." Jill pointed vaguely at Ms. Griffin's door.

"Yes, like all the little pussy, ass, and dick we want," the woman said.

"And when you were in there, you..." Jill trailed off again, not out of
embarrassment. She wanted to see just what the receptionist would reveal.

"Oh, I just got a little tongue kiss from the little beauty. I had my fun
earlier with a cute little four year old girl between my legs under my
desk," the woman said.

"Oh my god," Jill breathed. "This is like heaven." Already, it seemed even
better than she'd imagined.

"You're a teacher?" the receptionist asked.

"Yeah and...I have to be careful," Jill said.

"Not here," the woman said, but before she could elaborate, a tall,
gorgeous woman with long, lush gray hair, longer legs, chiseled cheekbones,
and remarkably smith skin for her age, opened the principal's door and
ushered out two equally beautiful children, a boy and a girl, about eleven,
clearly twins.

The principal leaned over and whispered something in the girl's ear, then
gave a peck on the lips to her and her brother. Then, the children walked
through another door, hand-in-hand, the brother opening the door for his
sister.

"Sorry to keep you waiting. I had to take care of those two. They can be a
handful. My name's Ms. Griffin. You must be Jill," Ms. Griffin extended her
hand, and Jill took it.

"Yes..." She wanted to ask more, like was that supposed to be some kind of
discipline, or was Ms. Griffin saying that having sex with both of them
together was a handful? Jill had a feeling it was the latter, but she
decided not to ask yet.

Ms. Griffin wore a black business suit, but not just any business suit. The
skirt was not quite but almost as tight as the receptionist's, and
Ms. Griffin wore no blouse under the black blazer, which itself only had
one button holding it closed below her breasts, leaving Ms. Griffin's
cleavage straining to pop out.

Her outfit revealed enough that Jill knew Ms. Griffin's breasts were of
modest size but still pretty firm. The small wrinkles around Ms. Griffin's
cleavage only added to Ms. Griffin's sex appeal.

As Grandma had done before, Ms. Griffin seemed to be drinking in Jill's
body, undressing her with her eyes, which was fine because Jill was doing
the same with Ms. Griffin.

Finally, Ms. Griffin spoke. "Shall we take a tour?"

"Oh...sure," Jill said.

"Right this way." And Ms. Griffin led Jill through the same door the twins
had gone through. "I'll take you to the kindergarten room
first. Mr. Matthew should have them out for recess, but I'll show you the
room. Tell me about yourself."

As they walked, Jill told Ms. Griffin about teaching at the public school,
that her mother was a teacher and also sexually attracted to children. She
told Ms. Griffin about Abby and, of course, Cora and Melissa.

She only hit the highlights, though, before they arrived at an open door
marked with plates labeled `Headstart' and `Kindergarten'.

All the classroom doors seemed to be open, and Ms. Griffin led Jill inside
the kindergarten room.

"Oh, Mr. Matthew, you're here," Ms. Griffin said. "And, you have one of my
favorite little girls with you. This is Jill. She's thinking of teaching
here someday."

Ms. Griffin approached Mr. Matthew, who sat in a wheelchair, which
surprised Jill so much that she almost missed that Mr. Matthew and the
little girl in his lap were completely naked.

"Yes. The children are at recess, and I was just taking sweet little Mae to
the bathroom," Mr. Matthew said, petting smiling Mae's hair.

"My kitty is tingly," Mae said boldly, and Jill almost had an
orgasm. Little Mae's voice was breathy and sassy at the same time, and her
body was so damn tiny.

"Jesus," Jill murmured again.

Ms. Griffin smirked at Jill, then leaned over, cupped Mae's cheek, and gave
her a sweet, deep tongue kiss. Jill looked around for a chair. She found a
little plastic one and sat in it because otherwise her legs might've
collapsed.

"You better take her. We can't let that kitty tingle for too long. Sweet
little Mae could melt, and we wouldn't want that," Ms. Griffin said in a
teasing voice, rubbing noses with Mae, then standing up again.

Mae smiled brighter than the sun.

"Yes ma'am," Mr. Matthew said and started to wheel himself towards the door
as Mae wound her arms around his neck.

"You seem a little shocked," Ms. Griffin said, chuckling at Jill.

"I had a feeling you'd be more...free around her, but I wasn't quite
prepared," Jill said, struggling to her feet. "Are the kids always naked?"

"Well, no, and, to be honest, we generally do try to keep some boundaries
during class time. But this week is special. It's sex ed week, and all our
classes are...let's call it more casual."

Ms. Griffin started out the door, and Jill followed.

"Don't get me wrong, though. If these walls could talk...well, actually,
you can usually hear moans or orgasmic screams ringing out from some room
or another during the day...but that's usually just a teacher with her
favorite student on break or something. Most of the sex happens after
school," Ms. Griffin said as she led Jill down the hall.

Ms. Griffin's voice grew husky as she talked and Jill's arousal spiked.

"I took Abby to the bathroom on the first day of school," Jill said. It
felt like the time to say it.

"I thought you said you have to be careful," Ms. Griffin said, smirking.

"Oh, I do, but, well, I'm a little luckier at my school. I won't say who,
but there are some key people who look the other way. My friend, the
P.E. teacher, even gives me the key to the abandoned locker room. I took
Abby in there, too," Jill said.

"Sounds like you'd fit right in here," Ms. Griffin said. "Up here is the
six to nine year olds' classroom. We have all ages, but we group different
ages together because there aren't enough for full classrooms. We're also
short of teachers."

"Do they do different work? How do the teachers keep up?" Jill asked.

Ms. Griffin stopped. "They do different work. The teachers do the best they
can to give each child personal attention...and I don't just mean intense
fucking." Jill and Ms. Griffin shared a chuckle before Ms. Griffin
continued. "This week being sex.ed. week, though, it's not as big a
deal. Let's see what they're up to."

"What's that door?" Jill asked, indicating a nearby closed and unmarked
door.

"Oh, that's the room where teachers go to eat lunch, and there's some big
couches in there for when a teacher wants a comfortable place to take a
child for some lovemaking," Ms. Griffin said.

Jill's reaction this time was more of a twist of the heart than a twist of
the pussy. "That's very sweet," Jill said.

"All the teachers here care very much about our students, but some teachers
have special relationships with certain students, myself included. You'll
see," Ms. Griffin said. "Shall we?"

Ms. Griffin gestured towards the open door, then led Jill inside.

This time, the classroom was full of students, young boys and girls...and
clothes scattered everywhere.

That was the first thing Jill noticed...then, she noticed all the children
were, again, naked, except for a few who wore underwear. They all faced the
front with rapt attention.

Jill followed their gaze to the front, where a statuesque woman, late
forties, black hair in a bun, stood, wearing black heels and practically
nothing else.

In fact, she was blithely pushing her thong down over her hips, smiling at
her students. She bent at the waist as she slid the thong down her legs and
stepped out of it.

She might as well have been a stripper in a club, Jill thought.

"Now, class. We don't have time for any funny business because you took too
long with Mr. Riley." She looked off to the side, and Jill looked, too, and
saw a young man in his early twenties, shaggy hair and a mustache.

He wore a smirk and nothing else, stroking his long penis.

When Jill looked back towards the teacher, she noticed a pool of drying cum
on the floor.

"Now, this is my clitoris, or clit for short," the teacher continued,
pointing to it.

A cute little girl's hand shot in the air. "Yes, sweetie," the teacher
said.

"My mommy showed me my clitty a long time ago. It feels good when she
kisses it," the little girl said.

"My god," Jill breathed, and Ms. Griffin gave her a little smile.

"How many other little girls' mommies or lovers kiss their clitties?" the
teacher asked, and most of the girls' hands went up high.

Jill felt Ms. Griffin's hand at her elbow, and, when Jill looked,
Ms. Griffin motioned for them to leave.

"Now that's what I call hands-on learning," Jill said when they were out of
earshot from the classroom.

"Yes, we definitely believe in that here, with sex ed, health, even P.E. Of
course, it's not usually to that extent," Ms. Griffin said, now walking
very close to Jill. "But we teach them how to be free to feel good and how
to make others feel good. As long as everyone's having a good time..."

"I wonder what she did next," Jill said.

"Oh, I bet you can imagine, but I think you'll like what I have to show you
next even more," Ms. Griffin said. "Let's go this way. It's shorter."

She opened a door that led outside.

"That's the upper level school building," Ms Griffin said. "We'll go back
there later."

"Oh, does the lake flow back here too?" Jill asked. There was a fairly wide
stream of water leading down to a dead end. Along the stream were several
boat docks spaced out for a good distance towards the direction of the
lake.

"Oh yes. They say back in the old days, this is how we used to get
deliveries, but now residents just use it for their boats," Ms. Griffin
said.

Jill remembered Grandma's comment about just that..

Ms. Griffin led Jill over to the other side of the main building, past some
playground equipment made for very small children and a couple benches, to
a door similar to the one they'd exited.

Ms. Griffin opened the door and gestured for Jill to go in ahead of her.

"It smells so good in here," Jill said. "Our lunch room is always...iffy."
She chuckled at herself.

"We have some residents who are trained chefs. They double as the lunch
room attendants and cooking teachers," Ms. Griffin said. "We feed our kids
very well."

Besides the better smell, the lunch room looked very much like the one at
her school except quite a bit smaller and with cushioned chairs and nicer
tables.

Ms. Griffin led her through the lunch room to a double door that led to the
hall. Then, a few feet down the hall, Ms. Griffin entered another
door. Jill entered behind her, and...

"Oh...that smell," Jill said. "I think I might've just had a little
orgasm."

"Freshly applied baby powder and lotion does that to me, too," Ms. Griffin
said. "This is, of course, the nursery."

It was more than twice as large as the other classrooms she'd already been
in, full of cribs, toys, rocking chairs, and, of course, babies and their
attendants.

All female.

"They're all topless because..." Jill didn't need to clarify.

"We provide nourishment for all our babies. Anyone we hire under 35 for the
nursery has to have milk. In fact, some of our older ladies still lactate,"
Ms. Griffin said. "Come on. I'll introduce you to Miss Kay."

Miss Kay sat in a rocking chair holding a tiny baby with her lips latched
onto Miss Kay's breast. Miss Kay held the baby in the crook of one arm with
her other hand between her own legs, under her skirt.

As surprised as Jill was, at that point, that Miss Kay even wore a skirt,
Jill had to admit it was really hot.

Miss Kay appeared younger than Jill, but her breasts were big and hung low
with large pink areolas and thick nipples of the same color.

"Hello Miss Kay," Ms. Griffin said. "Good to see baby Charlotte getting the
mother's milk she missed this morning." Ms. Griffin brushed her fingers
over Charlotte's wispy brown hair.

"She missed father's milk, too, poor thing," Miss Kay said, chuckling.

"Awwww," Ms. Griffin said, leaning down to kiss Charlotte's forehead, then
jammed her tongue into Miss Kay's mouth.

They made out as Kay's legs closed around her fingers as she gasped into
Ms. Griffin's mouth. "Oh, fuck, that's what I needed..." Miss Kay panted
into Ms. Griffin's mouth as Ms. Griffin broke the kiss but stayed close.

Little Charlotte pulled off Miss Kay's breast, and Ms. Griffin leaned down
and swiped her tongue between Charlotte's tiny lips, through her thick
slobber.

"Mmm, yum," Ms. Griffin said, standing up. "Let's go see what Miss Louise
is doing."

On the other side of a crib, an older lady sat in a rocking chair. She had
short gray hair, big boobs, and a belly...completely nude, and held a baby.

The baby sucked her nipple. Meanwhile, Miss Louise's hand was in her
diaper, which is all she wore. This baby was a little older, maybe six
months old.

"It's the only way she'll sleep," Miss Louise said.

"Well, if I had you to taking care of me like that, I think I'd sleep well
too," Ms. Griffin said, smiling. "This is Jill. She may teach here
someday."

"Oh, it's nice to meet you," Miss Louise said as Ms. Griffin slid her
fingers down inside the baby's diaper with Miss Louise's The two older
women stared into each other's eyes as they fondled the little pussy
inside.

Jill watched, mesmerized, for who knew how long, before Ms. Griffin pulled
her fingers out and put them in Miss Louise's mouth. "Ohhh yes,"
Ms. Griffin said, leaving her fingers in Miss Louise's mouth for about the
same amount of time before slowly pulling them out.

"See you later, Miss Louise," Ms. Griffin pureed, leaning over to give Miss
Louise a simple kiss on the lips.

"Do you have any male attendants?" Jill asked when the two women seemed to
be out of their bubble.

"No," Miss Louise said. "But, Mr. Jon comes in sometimes when we need
him. He's the physical education teacher and playground attendant."

Miss Louise and Ms. Griffin shared a little laugh.

"What?" Jill asked.

"Well," Ms. Griffin started. "Mr. Jon isn't exactly...athletic. He's just
constantly horny."

"Well, to be fair, we're all ready to suck a stiff little prick or a wet
little pussy..." Miss Louise said.

"And their holes," Ms. Griffin said.

"Well, I guess you need to be thorough," Jill said, getting caught up in
the erotically charged atmosphere.

"Yup, even clean a dirty little asshole with our tongue when they need it,"
Miss Louise said. The baby in Miss Louise's arms started to
whimper. "Speaking of which..."

Miss Louise stood up and started walking in the direction of a small bed
that Jill hadn't noticed in the corner. Miss Louise's jiggling fat ass
pulled Jill's eyes down to watch as she walked.

""Wanna hold a baby, Jill?" Ms. Griffin asked.

"Fuck yes..." Jill said, barely able to speak through her
arousal. Butterflies, maybe damn hummingbirds, fluttered in her stomach,
and she was getting carried away...or maybe just fitting right in.

Ms. Griffin walked over to a crib where a very pretty little blonde girl in
a dress, maybe eight months old, bounced on her hands and knees.

"I take it from all you've said that you're a lesbian?" Ms. Griffin
said. "If I'm wrong, please pardon my presumption."

"No, you're right," Jill said. She shrugged.

"This is Mackenzie," Ms. Griffin said. "She's very...responsive to women."
Mackenzie used the rail to stand up and squeal. "See? Go ahead. Pick her
up."

Mackenzie practically jumped into Jill's arms, smiling. Jill had to hold
her tight just to make sure she didn't slip away.

Then, when Jill had a firm grip on Mackenzie, three things happened almost
simultaneously.

A pungent and sweet mix of aromas hit Jill's nose. "Oh, god damn, you smell
good," she breathed.

Second, she noticed Miss Kay had come up beside her, and, finally, little
Mackenzie, looking right into Jill's eyes, pressed her open mouth to
Jill's.

Jill didn't hesitate but opened her mouth to Mackenzie's and slurped and
kissed and licked inside Mackenzie's sweet mouth.

"She probably needs to be changed," Miss Kay said as Jill deliberately
pulled Mackenzie tighter against her body, continuing to breathe the same
air, taste her drool, make out with a baby girl for the first time in
years.

As they continued, Jill felt a hand on her butt. "Would you like to change
her?" Ms. Griffin breathed in her ear. "I hope this is all right," she
said, caressing Jill's butt over the material of her dress.

"Yes...it's all right, and, yes...I'd like to...change her," Jill said,
finally pulling away from Mackenzie's kiss, still savoring the wetness left
on her mouth and Mackenzie's fragrance, not to mention her soft body in her
arms.

"Bring her over here," Miss Kay said, and Jill followed her to a changing
table, Ms. Griffin close behind.

Jill laid Mackenzie on the table, and simply watched Mackenzie smiling and
kicking her chubby for a while.

"She's gorgeous, isn't she?" Ms. Griffin asked. "I think that dress needs
to come off, though, on't you?"

"Yes..." Jill said, and she started to pull the dress up and off
Mackenzie. Mackenzie seemed happier than ever as Jill stared at her creamy
smooth skin and barely there, inviting nipples.

Jill heard lips smacking and turned to see Miss Kay in Ms. Griffin's arms
as they engaged in a very messy make out session, tongues in and all over
each other's mouths, mixed saliva already almost dripping from their chins.

Happy to let them distract each other, Jill bent to retrieve a diaper from
under the table.

Then, she undid Mackenzie's wet diaper. "Ohhhh, fuck," she moaned.

She heard Ms. Griffin say, "Don't worry. You won't offend anyone if you
smell like a baby."

Jill had been pondering that very thing. It seemed maybe just a little over
the top, but, with that assurance, Jill plunged her face between
Mackenzie's legs and luxuriated in the piss soaked cunt.

She rubbed her nose and lips and cheeks and chin all over Mackenzie's fat
little cunt and only came up for air when she absolutely needed
it. Mackenzie gurgled and cooed and even emitted a little baby laugh at one
point.

"Can I have a taste?" Miss Kay asked.

Jill assumed she meant directly from Mackenzie's pussy, but Miss Kay
surprised her by leaning in and brushing the tip of her tongue over Jill's
chin.

"That's not how you do it," Ms. Griffin said. "Let me show you." She took
hold of Jill's hair at the back, not too rough, but then practically mauled
Jill's lips and cheeks and chin with the broad plane of her tongue, ending
in a swipe inside Jill's mouth before pulling away. "Delicious. Go
on. Finger that puffy little pink cunt."

Miss Kay lifted Mackenzie's legs straight up, exposing her unmistakable
slit, then lifting her chubby little butt up and replacing the wet diaper
with a clean one.

Jill didn't wait, just went right to fingering Mackenzie's little slit.

Jill heard a loud "Oh shit yes," from the corner where the bed was and
looked over to see Miss Louise lay on her ample stomach just devouring the
little baby she'd been holding. The baby looked extremely happy, kicking
her legs and flailing her arms.

"Are there any boy babies around here?" Jill asked, chuckling a little. It
occurred to her that they were all focused on the girls.

She continued fingering, Mackenzie, kneading her own breast over her dress.

"Yes, actually, and it's time for our favorite baby boy to have Daddy's
milk," a woman said.

She was younger, also topless, also with large breasts sloping to a point
with large nipples sticking out...also having the tell-tale signs of milk
inside.

Jill watched her approach another crib and pick up a baby, about three
months old, wearing just a diaper.

"He was so small when he came to us because he was born a little early, but
we've been feeding him Daddy's milk twice a day. And he's so much bigger
now," the woman said, reaching into a small refrigerator between the
changing table and his crib, pulling out a small baby bottle full of a
white substance.

The woman placed the bottle in a contraption on top of the refrigerator,
which lit up and Jill picked Mackenzie up, naked, holding her by the butt.

She was curious but didn't want to leave Mackenzie. Jill moved next to the
woman at the fridge. "Is that a warmer?" she asked.

"Yup," the woman said. A couple minutes later, the machine turned off, and
Jill followed the woman over to a rocking chair where she sat down and did
something straight out of porn but happening in real life in front of Jill.

The woman squirted a few drops of the substance, which she saw was
thick. The baby boy immediately latched onto the woman's nipple and sucked
loudly.

"Oh yes, baby boy. Get Daddy's milk," the woman moaned.

"So that's..." Jill started.

"His Daddy's semen. I never heard of it in real life, but I guess the
nutrients in it have nutrients that bulked up the little tyke," Ms. Griffin
said.

The other woman freed one hand and undid the baby boy's diaper, letting it
fall off, and grabbed his very tiny, very stiff prick,

Jill renewed her rubbing of Mackenzie's pussy as Miss Kay and Ms. Griffin
pressed their bodies to Jill's sides, kissing Mackenzie's neck and face,
running their hands over her tiny body, resting on her butt.

Jill pulled Mackenzie to her chest and watched Miss Kay burrow her pinky
between Mackenzie's round little butt, while Ms. Griffin and Jill worked
their fingers together between Mackenzie's legs.

"I need to get down on the floor. My legs are going week. I'm so fucking
turned on," Jill said, carefully lowering herself to her knees.

She put Mackenzie down on the floor, and Ms. Griffin and Miss Kay dived in
to lick Mackenzie's nipples as Jill went back between her kicking legs.

Jill didn't care a bit as Mackenzie kicked her shoulders, more and more
frenetic as Jill sucked on her holes until...

"Oh, my," Miss Kay said as Mackenzie let out a stream of piss, which Jill
did her best to catch in her mouth.

Without another word between them, Jill, Miss Kay, and Ms. Griffin shared
Mackenzie's flavors, licking and sucking it off each other's tongues in a
threeway tangle of flesh and lips until they all fell back on their
haunches, gulping for oxygen.

"We better move on. I have more to show you," Ms. Griffin said, still
panting. "Miss Kay, will you put baby Mackenzie's diaper on?" Ms. Griffin
said.

"Yes, ma'am," Miss Kay said, and Jill handed Mackenzie to her.

"I wish we had more time. Sometimes, I spend half my day in there. Last
week I drench more than one baby penis and pussy in my juices," Ms. Griffin
said, leading Jill out of the nursery with her hand on Jill's ass.

Jill shook off her sex high after a minute of walking in silence, and an
important question occurred to her.

"Do you have Special Ed. here? My lover needs it," she said.

"And she's in what grade?" Ms. Griffin asked, massaging Jill's ass.

Jill had to stop walking. "Sorry. I've gotta lean against the wall. I
thought I had my legs under me, but..."

"I understand," Ms. Griffin said and gently pushed Jill against the wall,
standing very close.

"Cora's going into second grade," Jill said.

"Mmmm, yes we have Special Ed. Can I see a picture of Cora?" Ms. Griffin
asked, hands on Jill's hips. Jill's skin tingled with goosebumps under
Ms. Griffin's touch even through the fabric of her dress.

Jill pulled her phone out of her pocket and showed Ms. Griffin a picture of
Cora in bed. She saw no reason to be coy.

"Oh my, she is a beauty," Ms. Griffin said.

"The prettiest girl I know," Jill said. "She and her mother are the loves
of my life."

"And you said her mother...Melissa was it? She's how old?" Ms. Griffin
asked.

"Almost 21," Jill said.

"You do like `em young," Ms. Griffin said.

"Well, I'm only thirty myself," Jill said, with a smirk. "I think you're
the one who likes them young."

"Oh you don't know the half of it yet...you'll see," Ms. Griffin said,
winking. "I'll take you to the Special Ed. classroom. Can you walk now?"

"Yes, I think so," Jill answered.

Ms. Griffin rubbed Jill's ass even more vigorously as they resumed down the
hall, but Jill really wasn't about to stop her.

They were just about to turn a corner when a man, appearing to be in his
sixties, wearing a t-shirt and shorts and a whistle around his neck, exited
an office.

He had a beard and a gut.

"Oh, Mr. Jon. I was hoping we'd see you. This is Jill. I'm hoping she'll be
teaching here someday," Ms. Griffin said, not taking her hand off Jill's
ass for a second.

"It's nice to meet you, Jill," Mr. Jon said. "This is a great place to be a
teacher if you're a..."

"A child lover. Yes, I can see that," Jill said.

"Oh...sorry, I should have said. You can use the word pedophile here,"
Ms. Giffin said. "We all care very much about these children and their
sexual health. Other people twist that word around."

"Agreed," Jill said.

"Well, Ms. Griffin. I hate to run, but I need to get outside with the kids
on the playground. I was just getting something, but they're out there
without an adult," Mr. Jon said.

"Sure, Mr. Jon. Enjoy," Ms. Griffin said. She winked at Jill.

"Does he do boys and girls or just boys?" Jill asked.

"Well, both, but he told me once that he prefers boys, and most of the ones
I see him with blonde little boys with messy hair who go after what they
want," Ms. Griffin said.

"Reminds me a little of my best friend, Derek. He's the one who gave me the
locker room key. But he's all about the boys," Jill said, faking a shudder.

They both laughed. "Well, it sounds like he'd fit in here, too. Have him
come out and visit. We could use a real P.E. teacher. Mr. Jon does what he
can, but he could use some help with the actual athletic stuff,"
Ms. Griffin said.

Ms. Griffin finally took her hand from Jill's ass for a moment to lead her
around the corner and into another classroom.

The only three people in the room were a handsome young man, tall, curly
hair and dimpled chin, and two children, a boy and a girl.

"Mr. Schuester is our special ed. teacher. He's an amazing teacher. If he
didn't teach Special Ed., he'd have a full class for sure," Ms. Griffin
said.

"Does he teach every subject for the Special Ed. students? At our school,
the Special Ed. teacher only does the subjects that the students need help
on. Like Cora with reading and writing," Jill said.

They carried on this casual conversation while Ms. Griffin put her hand
back on Jill's butt, this time letting her fingers roam down to the back of
Jill's thighs, even under her dress a little.

And, the scene in front of them was hardly casual, or at least hardly
normal. Mr. Schuester, for one, wore only very tight white briefs and
nothing else. And, the girl lay on his desk, naked, legs spread wide while
the boy stood in front of her, also naked, licking her pussy, stroking his
stiff, tiny dick while Mr. Schuester guided his actions with his hands on
the boy's head.

Oh, and Mr. Schuester's briefs bulged with his rather large, erect penis,
the briefs stretching to hold his large scrotum.

"Mr. Schue?" Ms. Griffin called.

"Ms. Griffin! Hello!" Mr. Schuester responded as if he hadn't noticed them
before, walking briskly over to where Jill and Ms. Griffin stood.

"Can I keep licking her pussy?" the boy called.

"Yes, keep going," Mr. Schue said.

"Yeah, keep going, and lick me here more," the girl said, pointing
somewhere on her pussy. Wherever she pointed, Jill wished she could do it.

"This is Jill. I'm trying to get her to come teach here in the relatively
near future, and she has a little girl who's in Special Ed," Ms. Griffin.

"It's nice to meet you, Jill." Mr. Schuester extended his hand, and Jill
took it, unable to keep from looking down at his crotch and the wet spot
she hadn't seen before.

"Nice to meet you, too," Jill said, looking back up at his smirking face.

"Down, boy," Ms. Griffin said. "She's gay."

"Oh...excuse me," Mr. Schue said.

"Oh...don't worry. I totally get it. Ms. Griffin said it was Sex Ed. Week,
so..." Jill trailed off and looked beyond Mr. Schue to the children at the
desk.

"You're one of us, then," Mr. Schue said.

"Very much so," Jill said, then refocused on Mr. Schuester for Cora's
benefit. "My baby has trouble reading and writing, and she's used to going
to Special Ed. just for that. I'm actually her teacher for everything
else."

"Oh, I see..." Mr. Schue said, smiling wide, seemingly understanding the
situation.

Jill realized it was probably pretty common around there, really.

"Yes...well, anyway, Ms. Griffin says you're really good, so I'm sure she'd
make the adjustment," Jill said. "She knows I can't be her teacher
forever."

"I'm sure she'll be fine," Mr. Schue said. "I try to make learning fun."

"I see you do," Jill said. They all chuckled.

"Not usually this fun," Mr. Schue said.

"Who's the blonde lady? She's really sexy," the girl called from the desk
where she was still getting a good pussy licking with her hand on the back
of the boy's head.

"Why don't you get to know the children while I talk to Mr. Schue,"
Ms. Griffin said.

Jill noticed she'd taken her hand off Jill and was staring hungrily at
Mr. Schue's bulge, brazenly licking her lips. Without waiting, Ms. Griffin
dragged him out to the hall, leaving Jill in the room.

"Let me get on top of you again," the girl said as Jill turned her
attention from the exiting Ms. Griffin and Mr. Schue and back to what was
happening at the desk.

The door closed behind her, leaving her to do whatever she wanted.

As the boy climbed up on the desk, and the girl made room for him, Jill
approached.

"I like how you know exactly what you want. What's your name?" Jill asked
as the girl, in one fluid motion, straddled the boy's little prick, took it
in her hand, and impaled her pussy on it.

"My name's Santana. This is Artie. I have to tell him what to do," Santana
said.

"Well, I think it's hot," Jill said. "And I think you're hot."

Santana had scorching dark eyes, dark hair, and coffee-colored skin

"You're hot too," Santana said, and to Jill's utter amazement, even though
she probably shouldn't have been surprised, Santana hooked Jill's dress
with a finger at her cleavage, pulling her into a heated kiss as she rode
Artie.

Once she had Jill engaged in the kiss, Santana put both hands on Jill's
face and took complete control, turning their heads to get deeper in Jill's
mouth. Jill whimpered and Santana's hot tongue and sweet, cinnamon breath,
once again feeling her knees weaken.

She held herself with her hands on the desk and let Santana have her way
with her mouth.

Santana's slithering, small tongue tasted like the cinnamon on her breath
plus sperm, and Jill's whimpers turned to moans as Santana kissed her with
more skill than any adult she'd kissed, including Melissa.

Santana kissed her for so long that Jill had to breathe through her nose
until let her gasp for a breath, finally, after Jill lost track of how long
they'd been tangling their tongues.

"How old are you, Santana?" Jill said, still panting as Santana held her
face still, with their foreheads pressed together. Jill felt the movement
of her rolling her hips as she continued to ride Artie.

"We're in fourth grade, but Artie is nine. I'm still eight," Santana said.

"Fuck," Jill said. This time, she went in for the kiss, and Santana kissed
her back but pulled back quickly. She was definitely in charge, and Jill
wasn't complaining one bit.

This girl was Abby times ten.

"Show me your cunt," Santana said.

Without a moment's hesitation, Jill pulled her dress up and held it to her
stomach.

And, a second later, Santana reached over and cupped her pussy in her small
hand and squeezed.

"You're really wet," Santana said.

"You're really fucking sexy," Jill responded.

That clearly pleased Santana, and she quickly slid three fingers up into
Jill's pussy. Jill glanced down to see and gasped. "Oh god." She spread her
legs wider and let Santana fuck her.

And fuck her she did, stretching, thrusting, rubbing, so tantalizing until
Santana began to moan louder herself just as Jill approached her orgasm,
building, it seemed, directly from her womb.

As Santana's moaning and riding grew faster, though, she apparently lost
focus on Jill. So, Jill started moving her hips, trying to push down on
Santana's fingers.

It helped a little. She managed to get right to the edge of orgasm when
Santana let out a loud howl, pulled her fingers out of Jill's pussy, and
pulled off Artie's dick, leaving Jill unable to cum.

Almost immediately, the door opened, and Ms. Griffin and Mr. Schue walked
back in as Jill turned and leaned against the desk, gulping for breath.

"Well, it sounded like you had some fun in here," Ms. Griffin said. She
stood in front of Jill with Mr. Shue.

Jill watched wipe her mouth, dainty but bold, with her fingers.

"Santana made us both cum," Artie said.

Jill looked down at Artie, whose glasses were fogged up, his cheeks a deep
red.

"Well, actually, she didn't make me cum," Jill said. "I think you finished
a little too fast for that."

Jill looked back at Ms. Griffin and Mr. Schue, finally regaining her
breath, her vision clearing enough to see that Mr. Schue's bulge was much
smaller and the crotch of his underwear much wetter, like Ms. Griffin had
made him cum with her mouth over his underwear.

"That's Santana for you," Ms. Griffin said.

She moved to the desk. "Now, Santana, I'm sure Mr. Schue taught you about
making everyone feel good, too. You can't just hog all the pleasure."

"I know, Ms. Griffin. I'm sorry. I just forgot about her," Santana said.

"Well, some people like that," Ms. Griffin said. "But, you don't know
Jill. She may not like being interrupted."

"It's fine," Jill said. "It'll just make the orgasm Cora gives me later
that much better."

"Is she your little girl?" Artie asked.

"Yes. She's seven," Jill said.

"Cool," Santana said.

"Well, I think we've taken up enough of Mr. Schue's teaching time. We have
one more place I really want you to see before I have to get back to the
office," Ms. Griffin said.

She cupped each child's cheek in turn, giving them a soft kiss on the
lips. "Be good, children. Come on, Jill."

Ms. Griffin took Jill's hand again, and Jill held just as tight.

"It was nice to meet you," Jill said to Mr. Schue and looked down at
Santana. "And, thank you, Santana. You're a lucky boy, Artie. I hope you
know that."

"What does that mean?" Artie asked.

"Never mind," Ms. Griffin said, gently pulling Jill away.

Really, Jill was just playing with Artie a little. She had no idea if he
and Santana regularly had sex or not. She just had a little idea he had a
crush that Santana took advantage of.

"I usually prefer sex to be more about sensual, mutual pleasure, nobody
dominant, but I think that girl can get me to do whatever she wants and
like it," Jill said as they exited the room.

Ms. Griffin laughed. "That's Santana. She's pure sex from stem to
stern. That's actually why I took Mr. Schue out of the room. I wanted to
see how you handled her. You did good," she said. "Let's go out to the
upper level building."

She put her hand right back on Jill's ass, which amused Jill. This was no
ordinary school. Sexual harassment had a different definition here.

"What's that room?" Jill asked as they started down the hall again. It was
an empty classroom with the door still open.

"Oh, that's the ten to twelve year old room. They're out at recess,"
Ms. Griffin said.

Ms. Griffin walked ahead of Jill to open the outside door, then headed
towards the long building at the back of the property, on the waterfront.

Outside, a group of kids was running around naked or in their
underwear. Some were grabbing at each other's bodies, rubbing. Some girls
seemed to be having fun racing to see who could kiss all the boys first,
sometimes stopping to kiss each other.

Jill observed all this while she and Ms. Griffin dodged between them.

After they passed through, Jill stared at Ms. Griffin's ass and legs as
they walked towards the building. She wondered if Ms. Griffin had ever been
a model. Her body was truly stunning for someone who was pushing sixty at
least.

She had a few wrinkles and leathery skin, widening hips, just like any
woman her age, but on her they only enhanced her shapely beauty. Her ass
and legs especially made Jill's mouth water.

She actually reminded Jill somewhat of her own Nana when Jill was a little
girl.

The building had one door in the center, and they entered a hallway with
two large rooms with big windows on either side. Unlike the other building,
the doors to these rooms were closed.

Soon, Jill knew why.

"We have two upper level classes. Thirteen to fifteen year olds are
together, and sixteen to eighteen year olds in the other room," Ms. Griffin
said, gesturing to one side, then the other. "Let's go see the younger
group first." She reached for the door handle, and Jill barely noticed
because she was staring through the window at the chaotic orgy going on in
the room.

"Sex ed. week is the best idea ever, by the way," Jill said as she passed
Ms. Griffin who held the door for her.

"Isn't it?" Ms. Griffin said, then closed the door behind her.

Jill scanned the room. There were maybe twelve young teenagers in the room.

"The teacher reminds me of someone," Jill said, pointing to the woman who
sat on top of the desk, naked, rather chubby, with big shoulder length dyed
red hair, thick legs spread wide, watching her students as she stuffed a
toy in her fat twat.

"Oh yes, that's Miss Grace. The kids adore her," Ms. Griffin said. "Come
meet her."

Ms. Griffin sidestepped and climbed over naked couples and threesomes,
riding, grinding, licking, and sucking each other. A larger group slithered
together in the corner.

"Having fun, Miss Grace?" Ms. Griffin said as they approached, taking hold
of the dildo Miss Grace was using and pulling it out, sucking it before
Miss Grace joined her, licking the toy and each other's lips.

Jill just watched, occasionally glancing around the room at the sheer
passion happening around her.

"I think you can taste how much fun I've been having," Miss Grace said.

"Mmhmm," Ms. Griffin answered, moving in to flutter her tongue with Miss
Grace for a few seconds before pulling back again. "Miss Grace, this is
Jill. I hope we can persuade her to come teach with us someday."

"Hi, Miss Grace. And, I think I'm fully on board. Now all I have to do is
convince my lovers to move out here full time," Jill said, still trying to
take in all the sexual activity in the room.

"How many lovers do you have?" Miss Grace asked, sliding the toy back into
her pussy.

"Two. Melissa and our little girl Cora own a house on the lake, but we live
in town for now when school's in session," Jill said. "We didn't know there
was a school here."

"Oh I see. And how old's Cora?" Miss Grace asked.

"Cora's seven. Her mother's just about to turn twenty one. Oh my," Jill
said. Ms. Griffin caught her by surprise, moving behind her and grabbing
both her ass cheeks in her hands.

"I love your ass, if you can't tell," Ms. Griffin said with her lips at
Jill's ear.

"I can tell," Jill said. "Jesus." She fell forward, catching herself on the
desk, hands next to Miss Grace's hip.

"Can I see it, finally?" Ms. Griffin asked. The moans, screams, and dirty
talk swelled at that moment, then receded to its low hum.

"Okay," Jill said, and Ms. Griffin wasted no time in lifting her dress up
to expose her bare ass.

"Jesus fuck," Ms. Griffin said, causing Jill's stomach to twist at the
filthy words coming from such a sophisticated looking woman.

Ms. Griffin didn't seem to want to touch Jill's pussy, fully focused on her
ass, massaging, squeezing, and manipulating its flesh, once again pushing
Jill near the edge, this time from deep in her belly.

Ms. Griffin leaned over Jill's back and licked her neck. "I can't go too
far. I'm saving my energy for the next room. You'll see," she said and gave
Jill's ass cheeks one more hard squeeze and let go.

"Make sure you're actually teaching these kids about what they're doing
here, Miss Grace," Ms. Griffin said. "We're gonna head over to the other
room."

She gave Miss Grace a long, deep kiss, kneading her big breasts with the
same desire that she'd kneaded Jill's ass.

"Let's go." She pulled Jill away from the desk and back towards the door,
but near the back of the room, something caught Jill's eye.

Two skinny but handsome boys, appearing to be barely thirteen, were fucking
at the back of the room. But, what caught Jill's eye was that they were the
only ones wearing condoms.

A condom was very conspicuous in a sea of bareback fucking.

One of the boys lay on his back, and the other boy held his lover's legs up
as he jackhammered his hips into his partner's ass.

A small alarm went off in Jill's brain, so she broke away from Ms. Griffin
and approached the boys. "Are you boyfriends?" she asked.

"Yeah," the boy doing the fucking said. "Yeah, I'm Adam. He's Steve." He
halted and let Steve's legs down, but kept his cock lodged in Steve's hole.

"Can I ask why you're wearing a condom because none of your classmates
are?" Jill asked.

"Well, um," Steve said, giving Adam an uncertain look. "We're in love, but
my parents think it's wrong to be gay."

Jill looked at Ms. Griffin, giving her a look of disbelief. "Really?"

Ms. Griffin shrugged.

"Yeah. They just always say gay sex is gross. They saw cum leaking out of
me one day, and I had to lie and say my girlfriend has a dildo that does
that and used it on me," Steve said.

"Well, fuck that," Jill said. "Are you sure you're gay?"

"Yes," Steve and Adam both said in unison.

"Are you in love with each other?"

"Yes," they repeated.

"Then, you tell your parents. None of this condom shit. You need to feel
skin on skin and show your love just like everyone else," Jill said. "I'm
going to give you my number. If your parents don't like it, text or call
me. I'll talk to your parents if I need to."

Adam finally pulled out, but his cock stayed hard, the condom shiny and
slick. They exchanged numbers.

Jill wasn't sure where the anger had come from or even how she knew
something was up with these boys, but she meant every word she told them.

"Okay you call or text if you need anything, okay?" Jill said.

"Yes, ma'am," Adam said.

"Good," Jill said, her anger dissipating. She leaned in and kissed the top
of each boy's head, another thing she didn't expect from herself. "Carry
on, but this is the last time you use those condoms. Promise?"

"Promise," Steve and Adam said, again in unison.

Jill turned back to Ms. Griffin, who smiled with what looked like amusement
and admiration.

"Shall we go?" Ms. Griffin asked.

"Yeah...sorry," Jill said.

"Oh...don't be," Ms. Griffin said, heading to the door again. "You really
have a way with kids."

Jill followed.

"Well, I try, but I just really think it sucks when parents tell their kids
they can't love someone, whoever it is," Jill said.

"I agree," Ms. Griffin said, opening the door across the hall for Jill.

This room was quieter. For one thing, far fewer people were in it. Jill
counted six kids and one teacher, the kids grouped in obvious threesomes.

The teacher stood, speaking at the front of the room. He was a young man
with long curly hair and warm brown eyes.

"There's a misconception that when siblings make babies or parents make
babies with their offspring that their babies will automatically be
deformed or something," he said.

"We know that's not true, Mr. Turner," the only boy in the room said. He
was tall, broad shouldered, built like an athlete, and had two girls, a
brunette and a blonde kneeling on the floor in front of him. "The doctor
said both the babies I put in my sisters are healthy."

The only way Jill could describe what the girls, obviously his sisters,
were doing was that they were worshiping his long, erect cock, the brunette
licking it from the base to the tip as the blonde sucked on his balls,
their obvious baby bumps brushing together.

"You're right, Cory. There's no more risk with close relatives having
babies, and all pregnancies have risks. The risks for incestuous babies are
different, that's all," Mr. Turner answered.

"I was there when he put those babies in his sisters at harvest time. The
blonde is Heather. The brown-haired one is Topanga. Their parents threw a
big party for them, a combination wedding and breeding party. All the party
attendees were free to, you know, mingle, but the main event was those
three on a bed. He put at least three big loads in each of them, but it was
so loving and sensual. Their love is so beautiful."

As Ms. Griffin spoke, Jill watched the sisters continue their oral
lovemaking, the girls tangling their tongues and mixing their saliva around
his long penis.

When Ms. Griffin finished, Jill looked at her, but Ms. Griffin's attention
had turned to the three girls sitting together, all naked, of course.

Two of the girls snuggled up on either side of the third girl. The girl in
the center seemed to be having a silent conversation with Ms. Griffin, who
put her finger up to her lips in a stay quiet gesture.

"Mr. Turner, what about girls who don't want boyfriends? Is artificial
insemination safe?" one of the other girls said.

Jill heard the boy moaning and looked to see his lovers sharing a tongue
kiss around the tip of his dick and licking his pee hole.

"It's very safe," Mr. Turner said, and Jill turned her attention back to
Mr. Turner as he spoke. "You just have to be healthy and find a healthy
donor, but you can also adopt a little one who needs a sexually healthy and
happy home from the outside."

Jill looked back at the girls and realized that Ms. Griffin had gone back
to where they sat and was kissing the middle girl's neck, running her hands
down over her breasts.

"That's right," she said. "But, I think I want all three of you pregnant at
one time, so I think artificial is the way to go for us."

"I agree, Aunt Nikkie," the girl in the middle answered. Ms. Griffin took
hold of her chin, and they shared a long deep kiss before Ms. Griffin did
the same with the other girls.

The girls were all tall, thin, built like maybe soccer or basketball
players, with small but round boobs, long straight brown hair of different
shades. They all had cute faces with different colored eyes from green,
blue, and brown.

Ms. Griffin clearly had a type, and it seemed these girls were it.

"Jill," Ms. Griffin said when she was done kissing them. "These are my
girls. This is my niece, Avery, and these are our lovers, Spencer and Kat."

"It's very nice to meet you," Jill said.

"Nice to meet you too," Kat said.

"Yeah," Spencer said.

"Are we done, Mr. Turner? Can we have fun now?" Avery asked.

"Well, Cory and the girls already started," Mr. Turner said. "And, now that
Ms. Griffin is here, I doubt I can keep your attention anyway. Go ahead,"
he said, smiling.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Turner. I would've waited, but we had a visitor,"
Ms. Griffin said.

"It's fine. Don't worry. You are the boss," Mr. Turner said. "Go on,
girls. Have fun," he said, punctuating his words by taking hold of his own
thick, though weirdly soft, penis, stroking it.

"Come on and join us, Jill," Ms. Griffin said as she unbuttoned her coat,
letting her breasts fall free. They were a bit heavy with stretched and
wrinkled skin around the edges, but, really, like everything else about
Ms. Griffin, it all looked good on her.

It seemed the girls thought so, too, because they immediately began licking
and sucking all over Ms. Griffin's breasts, including her wrinkles, while
Avery licked a broad trail from her belly up between her tits to her neck.

"Now, now, girls...let's give our guests some attention. I think we should
show her what the four of us can do together, don't you?" Ms. Griffin said
in a light chiding tone.

The girls backed off and watched with hunger as Ms. Griffin dropped her
skirt. These girls were certainly smitten.

"Can we take your panties off first, Nikki?" Kat asked.

Ms. Griffin wore lace panties with no more material than necessary to call
attention to her hips.

"Sure, darling," Ms. Griffin said and turned around, bending slightly.

"Fuck," Jill exclaimed. The only material in the back was a thin string
between Ms. Griffin's ass cheeks.

Kat and Spencer smiled at Jill, then turned their attention back to
Ms. Griffin. All the girls grabbed the material with their hands and teeth,
peeling the thong down Ms. Griffin's legs until it was on the floor.

Ms. Griffin turned back around, smiling. "Now, I want a taste of that ass
of yours, Jill. If I can tear my girls away from my body, I'm sure they'd
like a taste, too. What do you say?"

"I say, yes please," Jill said, crossing her arms and pulling her dress
over her head, practically ripping it off. "How do you want me?"

"Oooh, you are hot," Spencer said, approaching Jill, running her
fingernails down Jill's side.

Jill heard a murmur of a murmur of agreement behind her. "Yes she is,"
Ms. Griffin said, stepping close to Jill. "To answer your question, Jill,
I'd love for you to sit on my face and ride my tongue like a fucking
bronco." Ms. Griffin took the back of Jill's head and rammed her tongue
into Jill's mouth. Jill had to grab Spencer's hips to hold on until
Ms. Griffin was done.

Ms. Griffin tasted like baby piss and mint with a hint of sperm.

Ms. Griffin turned Jill around, still licking inside her mouth, and pulled
her down until she was kneeling on the floor.

Ms. Griffin broke their kiss to lie down. "Turn around and get on my
face. Let the girls watch your ass as you ride," she said.

Jill did what Ms. Griffin asked. Apparently, this was a day when she took
gentle orders.

Ms. Griffin went right at it.

"Shit!" Jill shuddered against Ms. Griffin's tongue as it hit her
clit. "Jesus, fuck," Jill gasped.

"Can you say anything besides curse words?" Avery asked, and Jill looked
back at Avery who smiled, straddling Ms. Griffin's long abdomen that flared
out to her wide hips.

She didn't give Jill a chance to answer, grabbing her breasts and leaning
in to kiss Jill, so slowly and gently swiping her sweet tongue over Jill's
lips and then sliding it into her mouth so softly that Jill could only
whimper.

Kat and Spencer moved to either side of Jill and began licking and kissing
her back shoulders. Obviously, staring at Jill's ass wasn't enough for
them.

Jill lifted her arms, and they took the hint and began licking the side of
her breasts and up under her arms.

Through the pleasurable haze of four mouths on different parts of her body,
she noticed the other sexual frenzy in the room.

Cory faced Jill, bent in front of Mr. Turner who leaned on his desk. Though
Jill couldn't see it, Cory was clearly bouncing on his teacher's cock while
Heather and Topanga messily kissed their brother and Mr. Turner.

She refocused on Spencer and Kat as they licked and sucked her nipples like
kittens, causing Jill to clos her eyes for a second, lost in the onslaught
of the woman and three girls.

"Jesus," Jill gasped again.

Avery pulled back and started kissing her chin and neck. Jill felt her
moving against her body like she was riding Ms. Griffin's stomach.

Avery's breasts pressed against Jill's back, and Kat and Spencer licked
Jill's tits.

Jill almost forgot about Ms. Griffin's tongue until it stabbed at her
asshole.

"Fuck!" Jill shouted, and Avery giggled.

Jill made an effort to focus on each mouth on her distinctly, feeling every
sensation.

Kat nibbled at one nipple, and Spencer played with the other with her
fluttering tongue.

The girls were like kittens, and, as cliche as it sounds, Ms. Griffin was a
cougar with her teeth and tongue.

Jill started to ride hard, like a bronco as Ms. Griffin had said. The wet
tingling and tickling sensation of the girls on her breasts and face only
made Ms. Griffin's aggressive attack on her holes more fucking amazing.

After being on edge before, she was quickly back on edge again. This was
going to be a full body orgasm, starting from her chin and spreading like a
spider web over her tits and stomach down to her pussy.

"Jesus," she shouted as the sharp orgasm hit, and Ms. Griffin started
sucking on her pussy hole. Jill felt the fluids streaming directly into
Ms. Griffin's mouth as she seized up and the three girls latched onto her
skin, two at her breasts and one at her neck.

At the same time, she heard a shout from one of the sisters. "Fill his ass
with your cum, Mr. Turner!" Then a long, loud grunt as he apparently did
just that.

Then, when Jill's body relaxed, Ms. Griffin licked all over her pussy,
likely to clean her up, but it only made Jill wetter.

"That was a big one," Spencer said.

"Oh my god, you girls...you all make a good team," Jill said.

"She can make full sentences," Avery said, giggling. "Must not have been
enough."

Avery kissed Jill one more time, so soft and sweet, as Ms. Griffin
continued to lick her ass cheeks and pussy and asshole.

"Oh it was enough," Jill said when her mouth was free.

"Can we lick you now, Nikki?" Spencer asked.

"Yeah," Kat said. "I bet you're fucking wet by now. She tastes so spicy,
Jill. You should taste her."

Jill brought her leg up and off Ms. Griffin because she wanted to save the
next orgasm for Cora.

""Okay, girls. You're right. Auntie Nikki needs her holes licked. You wanna
watch or join, Jill?" Ms. Griffin asked.

"I think I need to watch," Jill said. "I need to catch my breath and be
ready for Cora later."

Ms. Griffin got up on her hands and knees. Avery lay on her back, and
Spencer and Kat positioned themselves behind Ms. Griffin.

And, they pounced. If they were like kittens with Jill, they were like
hungry lions with Ms. Griffin, growling, moaning, as if they couldn't get
enough of their prey. Ms. Griffin just let them feast on her body.

Jill looked over at the other four as it sounded like someone was about to
blow, and, sure enough, Heather and Topanga stroked Cory, in a fourway
tongue tangling kiss, and Cory shot a load of cum onto the floor.

"What a waste of fertile sperm. Soon you can give it to our babies,"
Topanga said.

Cory grew instantly hard again.

Meanwhile, it looked like her girls had rendered Ms. Griffin speechless.

She just sat on Avery's face with her mouth hanging open in a silent
scream, eyes screwed shut, until she bucked hard against all three mouths,
freezing in clear orgasm.

"Oh...oh....oh.ohhhhh fuck, yes," she breathed as it lasted almost a minute
under the continuous onslaught of three hungry mouths.

Ms. Griffin finally pulled off the girls and fell on her back as the girls
draped themselves on top of her, back to soft, lazy kisses on her body as
Ms. Griffin caught her breath.

Jill glanced over to see Cory bent over the desk with his sisters lapping
at thick semen oozing out of his hole.

"Well, Jill, how did you like the tour?" Ms. Griffin asked after several
more minutes.

Jill sat, lightly rubbing her pussy, coming out of her spellbound state.

"I can't wait to come back," Jill said, then pushing herself to her
feet. "I really should go now, though. My baby is outside, and I really
need her. Is there anything else you want to show me?"

"I think that's it. Let me get dressed, and I'll take you back out front,"
Ms. Griffin said and bounced up like she was twenty instead of sixyish.

Jill put her own dress on, and Ms. Griffin kissed her girls one more time
before leading Jill out of the room.

"That building is for after school activities," Ms. Griffin said as they
headed back to the main building. "It's empty right now...probably."

"What activities do you have?" Jill asked.

"Well, there is a small gym in there, but the main educational activities
are art, dance, and music. We do those after school because we just don't
have time in a regular school day. Plus, you know, those activities
get...sexual here," Ms. Griffin said.

"Of course," Jill said.

As they passed the kindergarten classroom again, Jill saw a girl about nine
with long brown hair sitting on the desk, legs spread.

Mr. Matthew pointed to her pussy and said, "The love button is really
called a clit."

"I still call it a love button sometimes," the girl said as she rubbed it.

"By the way, you should come to the bonfire on Wednesday night. You can
meet some of the parents and other people who help out at the school,"
Ms. Griffin said, drawing Jill's attention back to her.

"A bonfire?" Jill asked.

"Yeah it's an annual thing for parents, kids, school staff, and volunteers
to get together...show off what they learn in those after school activities
I was talking about..." Ms. Griffin said.

"Oh, sounds like our grownups night. Only we do it indoors," Jill said.

"Well, we do things just a little bit differently around her, as you've
seen," Ms. Griffin said.

"Yes, you do. I think I'd like to see it. I can bring Cora, I take it?"
Jill said.

"Oh bring the little cutie for sure," Ms. Griffin said.

Ms. Griffin led Jill out a door to the playground area where a few kids
were still running around with very little on.

"Jill!" Cora called, bounding over and crashing into Jill.

"Did you have fun?" Jill asked, picking Cora up.

"Yeah! I made lots of friends," Cora said.

"Of course you did," Jill said, planting kisses all over Cora's face.

"Hi, Cora. I'm Ms. Griffin, the principal here," Ms. Griffin said.

"Like Ms. Foster at our school," Jill said.

"Oh. Ms. Foster's nice," Cora said.

"Ms. Griffin is very nice, too," Jill said.

Cora smiled.

"Well, it was nice to meet you," Jill said. "Where's Grandma?"

Cora pointed to the other side of the playground where Grandma sat on a
bench with Santana sitting in her lap. Grandma still wore her negligee, but
she was playing with Santana's nipples as Santana pawed at the skin exposed
by her negligee.

"Well, I hate to interrupt her, but I need to take you home and ravish
you," Jill said.

"What's that mean?" Cora asked.

"It means fuck you sensless," Jill said.

"Oh," Cora said, smiling wide.

"See you Wednesday?" Ms. Griffin asked.

"I hope so," Jill said, and Ms. Griffin left.

Jill carried Cora over to Grandma. "Oh, you're back. Ready to go?"

"Yes...but I don't want to interrupt if you're doing something important,"
Jill said, smirking.

"Oh, that's okay. Santy, baby, you'll be at the bonfire, right?" Grandma
said, addressing the little girls.

"Yeah!" she said.

"Good," Grandma said. "Gimme a kiss." They smooched and slid their tongues
together. Unlike when Santana was doing Jill, nobody dominated the kiss.

When it was over, Santana hopped off Grandma's lap, running to find someone
else to fuck, Jill assumed.

"Let's go," Grandma said, standing up.

On the walk back home, Cora walked on her own for most of the way, roaming,
taking pictures.

"So did you like the school?" Grandma asked as they both watched Cora
prance around.

"Yes I did...and for more than just the sexual smorgasbord," Jill said,
chuckling.

"Oh, I see..." Grandma laughed heartily.

For a while, they walked on in silence. Grandma shamelessly rubbed her
crotch a few times as she watched Cora.

"Do you want to come over?" Grandma asked, but then Cora came over to them,
squirming.

"I need to pee," she said, which automatically meant Jill was soaking wet.

"She can go at my house. I'd love to watch," Grandma said, winking. "Oh,
also, I have a book I told Cora I want to give her." Grandma's face turned
positively lecherous.

"That's very nice of you, but can you bring it by the house another time?
It's just that I love to have Cora's piss on me, alone. I hope you
understand," Jill said, picking Cora up.

It was a little awkward, but Cora was in a hurry, and, again, she didn't
see any reason to beat around the bush with Grandma.

Grandma's face went from lecherous to she-wolfish. "Oh, I totally
understand, but you'll be at the bonfire?"

"Yeah, I'm planning on it," Jill said. "Bye for now."

"Good. Bye for now. And, goodbye to you, angel," Grandma said, stroking
Cora's leg.

Jill turned the other way quickly, knowing Grandma would understand her
sense of urgency.

She practically ran home, half paying attention to the path, with the rest
of her focus on sucking Cora's neck as Cora squirmed, moaned, and whimpered
the whole way.

"Jill, I'm about to go," Cora said as they got to their dock.

"Hold on just a minute longer, baby," Jill said, jogging up to the door.

She got to the door and threw it open, put Cora on the floor, and slammed
it behind them.

She shoved Cora's shorts and panties down. "Take off your shirt," she said.

As Cora struggled out of her t-shirt, still squirming, Jill pulled her
dress up and off.

"Come here," she said to Jill when they were both naked. "Lie down. I want
you to pee on my pussy."

"Oh, I want to do that."

Still in the living room, Cora lay down, and Jill slid her legs around
Cora's, and Cora opened her legs until they were in a scissor
position. Jill pressed her pussy to Cora's.

"Ohhhh, fuck, yes, rub that soft little slit on my pussy. Go ahead. Piss
all over our cunts," Jill said, grinding on Cora's pussy.

Cora did, and it was a lot. Jill felt Cora's hot piss gush from Cora's
pussy, splashing onto Cora's stomach and Jill's.

"Keep going, baby," Jill said, and Cora did. Then, Jill started pissing
herself, causing both piss streams to converge and splash higher and
farther, even to Cora's chin and Jill's tits. Cora laughed, sticking her
tongue as far out as it would go, as they ground together harder.

Finally, both of their bladders were empty. They were soaked, but they
hadn't had orgasms yet. So, Jill kept grinding, harder but slower. She
raised herself up, slipping on the puddles they'd made but managing to ride
Cora's pussy.

"Okay, baby, time to cum," Jill said.

Despite having two orgasms at the school, she felt another big one
coming. Cora did that to her. The prettiest, sweetest, sexiest girl always
gave her huge orgasms and set her clit on fire.

Cora slowed her own grinding down to match Jill's slow hard grind...and
then she came, setting Jill's clit off like a bomb.

"Oh shit!" Jill cried, feeling Cora's legs tightening around her waist and
pushing hard. Cum poured from her pussy hole. They ground harder and faster
through their orgasms and then fell apart, lying on the floor, legs still
twined together.

"Come here, baby. Kiss me," Jill panted.

Cora struggled against the slippery floor, and, when she could, Jill
grabbed her and pulled their wet bodies together, plunging her tongue into
Cora's mouth.

She was ready to be aggressive, tasting every inch of Cora's mouth, sliding
her tongue around in inside slowly, then circling Cora's tongue, back to
front, fluttering the tip.

"You taste like butterscotch," Jill said.

"Grandma gave me some candy," Cora said. "Is that what butterscot is?"

"Butterscotch, baby," Jill said, smiling against Cora's lips. "Now, kiss me
again before I go get that strap on."

This kiss was much more balanced, tongues back and forth between each
other's mouths, tangling, lips smacking.

"I love you, and I love kissing you," Jill said.

"It's my favorite part of making love with you," Cora said.

"Awwww, that's sweet," Jill said, giving Cora's lips one more kiss. "Okay
stay here. I'm gonna get my Daddy strap on."

"Yaaay," Cora shouted.

Jill slipped and slid until she got to her feet, walked to the bedroom, and
fished out her strap on and the dildo.

She stepped into the harness, secured it around her waist, and headed back,
dildo in hand, finding Cora bent over the couch shaking her butt.

There were towels over the floor, too.

"Did you get towels?" Jill asked.

"Yup," Cora said, smiling wide and swaying her butt back and forth.

Jill smiled at Cora being so playful. She knelt behind Cora, leaning over
her back.

"Somebody's ready," she murmured against Cora's ear.

Jill felt Cora shiver. "I like how it feels when it stretches my pussy,"
Cora said.

"Well, I like being inside your pussy and feeling our bodies together,"
Jill said.

"Oh, yeah, I like that part, too," Cora said.

"Stay there a minute, baby." Jill stood up on her knees and made sure the
buckles were extra secure before attaching the dildo. Then, she went and
pulled her phone out of her dress pocket by the door.

She returned to the couch and aimed the phone at Cora, starting a
video. "Shake your butt again for me, sweet girl," she said.

Cora shook her ass again, exactly how she'd been doing it before, not
hamming it up or showing off even though she could have.

"You're a porn star, baby," Jill said. "Yeah, like that, baby. Are you
ready for my big Daddy penis?"

"Yeah, but it's really a Grandpa penis," Cora said.

Jill chuckled and zoomed in on Cora's butt, swaying back and forth.

"Mommy's gonna love seeing this," Jill said.

Jill considered keeping the video going as she made love to Cora's pussy
with her big cock, but she wanted to focus all her attention on Cora's
body. So, she turned the camera around and licked her lips.

She sent the video to Melissa.

After throwing the phone onto the couch, she leaned over Cora, whispering
in her ear. "Here we go, baby girl."

"`Kay," Cora said.

Jill ran her nipples up and down Cora's back, feeling them tingle, before
grabbing hold of the dildo and aiming it at Cora's hole, sliding it in as
far as it could go.

"Where's it hitting, baby?" Jill asked, leaning over again.

"Everywhere," Cora said.

"Fuck yeah it is," Jill husked.

Jill stayed bent over Cora, smashing her breasts against her smooth, soft,
slick back, and pivoted her hips in a rhythm like a slow drumbeat, just
hard enough to light a spark to her own clit and pull breathy grunts from
Cora.

Thrust, grunt.

Thrust, grunt.

Thrust, grunt.

Thrust, grunt.

With every thrust and grunt, the sparks turned to delicious throbbing in
her clit, sending her closer to orgasm.

After one thrust, Jill pressed her nose to the back of Cora's neck, kissing
her there.

And Cora's grunts grew more intense.

Thrust, grunt.

Thrust, grunt.

Thrust, grunt.

Thrust, grunt.

Until Jill was on edge again and stopped just long enough to take almost
Cora's entire ear in her mouth, squeezing it between her lips and licking
the lobe. "Are you ready to cum, baby?"

"Yeah," Cora gasped.

"Pee again if you need to," Jill said and then slammed one more time into
Cora's body, flattening her on the couch as they both came.

Cora did pee some, gushing cum as well, mixing it all with Jill's cum. Jill
fell forward, trying not to put all her weight on Cora.

After they stopped spurting fluids, Jill pulled the dildo out as softly as
she could and fell back on her knees, then down onto the floor, exhausted.

As she gasped for breath, she found herself covered in a soft little
squirmy girl named Cora, arms wrapped around her neck and legs wrapped
around Jill's waist.

"I love you, Jill," Cora enthused.

"I love you, too, baby...so much." She squeezed Cora tight, their bodies
slip-sliding together. Jill felt the dildo pressing into her crotch between
their bodies.

They fell asleep like that and didn't wake up until they both seemed to get
really hungry at the same time.

After eating lunch and mopping the floor, they spent the rest of the day
cuddled together, watching the porn channel.

A lesbian couple was making love with a strange contraption. The older
woman had it in inside the younger girl. She looked about eighteen.

Both were chubby women, big breasts, big bellies but very pretty faces and
long, straight hair.

The older blonde woman hovered over her young dirty blonde love, pushing
the dildo-looking thing and squeezing as they tangled their tongues.

The voice over had just said the couple have been together since the young
girl was her piano student at ten years old, and now they're ready to raise
a baby when Melissa answered Jill's video message.

Melissa: I hope you enjoyed that. I can't wait to be there and watch!

Jill: Her sweet pussy definitely satisfied me. We miss you!

They went to bed early, and they made tender love to each other's pussies
with their mouths, simultaneously before Jill put Cora to sleep with kisses
on her nipples and every other inch of her body.

Cora used Jill's breast as a pillow, and Jill fell asleep thinking about
teaching at the lake school and a dream life with Melissa and Cora at the
lake.

They shared breakfast together Tuesday morning, literally. Cora sat on the
table, naked of course, and Jill fed her a bite of egg or bacon and then
ate one herself.

Grits too.

"Can I try your coffee?" Cora asked.

It wasn't very hot by then because they were almost done, so Jill let her
take a sip.

"Yuck," Cora said, sticking her tongue out as though to get rid of the
taste.

"Bitter, huh?" Jill laughed and stood up, scooping Cora up into her arms
and whisking her off laughing all the way to the couch.

Jill plopped on the couch and laid Cora down, grabbed the remote, and
turned on the porn channel.

At first, Jill ignored it, listening to the predictable moans, as she
scattered soft kisses on Cora's body, legs, arms, tummy, mound just above
her clit as Cora's breath shuddered and Jill moaned.

Then, Jill heard, "Mommy, Daddy's putting a baby in me like you!"

Jill looked up at the TV, a little bit shocked by what she saw.

On the screen, a woman lay naked, and extremely pregnant, in a kiddie pool
with about three inches of water. In the pool with her was another woman
kneeling in front of her, also naked, digging almost her whole hand inside
the expectant mother's pussy.

The two women looked over outside the pool where a man lay with a very
pretty preteen girl, somewhere between Cora's and Kaylee's age, riding his
penis for all she was worth, his hands on her hips as he grunted in
pleasure.

"Get it, baby girl," the mother said.

"Yeah, suck that big load up into your cunt, you sexy girl," the other
woman said, twisting her own wrist.

The little girl kicked it into a higher gear as the woman leaned over the
mother, pumping her fist into her pussy harder and jamming her tongue in
Mommy's mouth.

And, as the mother moaned, her little girl screeched, the father's ass shot
up, and his balls visibly contracted, clearly shooting his load up into his
daughter.

Even before the father's butt hit the floor again, the mother cried out,
"Oh!" And the water in the pool gurgled and bubbled, and the woman's fist
slid out like it was pushed.

Apparently it was, because..."Okay, sweetheart, the baby's coming...push!"

The mother pushed, and the father, who Jill assumed was her husband,
scampered with his daughter to Mommy, one on each side, and started sucking
her tits and rubbing her tummy.

The mother scrunched up her face as but more in pleasure than pain, Jill
thought.

"Ohhhh," she wailed, like it hurt but good.

After a few minutes moaning, grunting, a few winces of pain, the top of the
baby's head appeared, and the woman delivering the baby, bent into the
water and licked the mother's clit, coaxing the baby out, taking liberties
with the mother's body the entire time, until the baby, a girl, was out and
crying.

"Mommy, she has a pussy we can lick!" the older sister said as she cut the
cord.

"And Daddy can fuck," Mommy said.

"You have such a beautiful family," the woman said.

On the screen, kisses and licks all around, including for the newborn, all
in all a very loving spectacle.

For the next thirty minutes, Jill and Cora watched with rapt attention as
they all worked to clean up the baby girl, whose cries turned to whimpers,
then to coos,welcoming the newborn girl to their beautiful world.

The woman, it turned out, was just a midwife, no relation, and the sexual
contact was part of the service she provided. The voiceover narrated the
entire thing.

Great job if you can get it, Jill thought.

The older sister gave the midwife one last orgasm with her fist in the
woman's very dusky, crinkled asshole before the scene ended with a
voiceover:

And, that's just one way you can make the birth of your new baby a special,
loving family time.

After the screen, went black, the voiceover continued:

This week, in cooperation with the school's Sex Ed. Week, learn the ins and
outs of your body. Learn your kinks, and earn what makes others feel good,
including making babies and the biology of sex. As we all know, age is just
a number here, and we love all of you for who you are.

Coming up next, a woman and her daughter learn how to make love with each
other for the first time.

"I thought babies were born in a hospital," Cora said.

Jill pressed pause because she wanted to see the woman and her
daughter. "Not always, baby," Jill said.

"Can we do that someday?" Cora said.

"I hope so, baby. I hope so," Jill said.

They watched the woman and her daughter, and then kept the TV on all
afternoon as they made love.

"Can we go to the beach to watch the sunset?" Cora asked.

"Sure, sweetheart. I do think we should shower, first, in case we meet some
people along the way," Jill said.

So, they showered, and, by the time they were done kissing and "washing"
every crack and crevice of each other's body, sunset was about an hour
away.

"Can I just wear panties?" Cora asked. "I like to put my feet in the water
and feel the water splash up on me."

"I think that would be okay," Jill said. "But we'll bring your new coverup
in case you get cold." She had no qualms, at least not anymore, about Cora
being topless or even nude outside at the lake.

"Oh, I'll put that on now. It looks sexy on me, and I'll take it off at the
beach," Cora declared.

Jill really had no qualms, anymore, about Cora being topless or naked at
the lake, but..."You're absolutely right. It does look sexy on you," Jill
said, leaning over Cora as she sat on the bed.

Jill pressed a long kiss to Cora's lips, then pulled back. "Go on, get
dressed, so we don't have to run to the beach to catch the sunset."

Cora giggled and slid feet first off the bed.

Jill decided to be daring herself and just put on a basic bra and panties
with her kimono-style robe.

Cora did bring her camera with her, of course, so Jill had to keep her
moving a little bit. She knew the sunset would be worth getting there to
see over the wider expanse of the lake without trees to block it.

They arrived at the beach with some time to spare, and Jill needed to pee.

"I need to use the bathroom. I'll be right back," Jill said, kissing the
top of Cora's head.

"Can I go with you? I want you to pee on me," Cora said.

"Not this time, baby. We want to see the sunset, and if we do that we'd
have to clean up and miss it."

"Okay," Cora said, sounding unbothered.

Jill headed to the back of the beach to the changing rooms and entered,
surprised to hear moaning off in the direction of the shower area. She
didn't expect anyone to be around then. The beach wasn't open to the public
yet, and, from what Jill knew, it was a little too early in the year for a
lot of residents to use the beach.

Even though one of the moaning voices was deep like a man, Jill was
curious, and headed to the shower area, peeking around the barrier wall.

What she saw brought an instant smile to her face. A father and daughter,
it appeared, making very passionate love in the shower.

The tall, strong father held his daughter, a pretty brunette girl around
ten or eleven, long legs wrapped around his waist, pressing her heels into
his butt as he glided in and out of her pussy.

Both grunting on every thrust, their mouths fused together, slurping and
smacking sounds reaching Jill's ears over the sound of the water.

"Daddy," the girl gasped at one point, and she almost cried, remembering
all the times she made love with her daddy in the shower, in hotels,
camping, even in gym showers, some memories she hadn't had in years.

Then, the father's finger slid into his daughter's asshole, and tears
fell. She wiped them, trying not to call attention to herself as the father
pulled out of his daughter's pussy and let her down, kissing her softly.

Without any audible communication between the two of them, the girl got
down on her hands and knees. Her father knelt behind her, gripping her hips
and sliding his long penis in.

The man reminded Jill so much of her father, though his penis was cut and
longer, that Jill covered her mouth and let the tears fall.

The father slid his middle finger into her anus and increased the strength
and speed of his thrusting.

Their moans grew louder. The water sprayed the father's back.

Just as Jill thought the father would fill his daughter's body with his
cum, she pulled off him.

"I want to ride the horsey," she said loud enough for Jill to hear.

The father smiled and lay down on his back. The girl climbed on, impaled
her thin body with his long penis, and rocked...hard, raising one arm in
the air as if twirling a lasso.

Jill almost laughed with joy.

She knew she had to pee and get out of there, but she wanted to see them
finish. And, she knew he wouldn't last long with his delighted daughter
squeezing the cum out of him.

Sure enough, after a few minutes of bucking up into her, catching her with
his bent knees, he shouted with his orgasm...

Just like Daddy!

And emptied his balls up into his daughter's tall, lean body.

Jill hurried to a stall and peed, stifling her tears because she knew the
experiences she was remembering had brought her to this point in her
amazing life.

She flushed, not caring if the father and daughter heard, and stepped out
just in time to see the sun on the verge of setting.

She found Cora, her current and future love, just outside the water line,
taking pictures.

Jill dropped her robe off her shoulders to the ground and knelt behind
Cora, winding her arms tight around Cora's tummy, squeezing.

Cora's cover up already lay on the sand.

"I love you, baby, I can't even tell you how much," Jill said.

"Why can't you tell me?" Cora asked.

"Because there aren't enough words. It's that much," Jill said. "I just
have to keep telling you and showing you."

"Oh...I like it when you do that," Cora said.

"Me too...Look, there's the sunset," Jill said, pointing. Red, pink,
orange, and yellow began spreading across the blue sky. "I love you to the
sunset and back," she whispered.

"And there and back again," Cora said, smiling.

"At least," Jill said.

"Me too," Cora said.

Jill heard the faint sound of the changing room door opening and the father
and daughter chattering as they walked off.

"Let's Facetime Mommy," Jill said.

"Yeah!" Cora said.

So Jill pulled her phone out and Facetimed Melissa.

Melissa's smiling face appeared, looking soft and relaxed.

"Hi, loves," she said.

"Hi, Mommy!" Cora waved, no doubt covering the screen with her hand. Jill
stifled a laugh and kissed Cora's cheek.

"Hi, baby doll," Jill said when she could finally see.

"Mommy, we're having so much fun, but I wish you were here. We saw Grandma
fucking a girl on a swing," Cora said, all in one breath.

"It was a sex swing," Jill said. She wasn't sure how much she wanted to
tell Melissa about their time with Grandma. She certainly didn't want to
tell her about the school yet.

"And I made another friend," Cora said. "Her name's Buttercup."

"Buttercup, huh? That's an interesting name," Melissa said.

Cora shrugged because seven year olds don't know what's unusual sometimes.

"How's work?" Jill asked.

"Oh, it's fine," Melissa said, sounding resigned. "Petra's doing better
than I even thought she would. Oh! I have to tell you something!"

"What?" Jill said.

"Jill, Petra is a trans woman," Melissa half whispered, like she was still
surprised to be saying it.

"Oh really?" Jill said.

"What's trans?" Cora asked.

"It means she was born looking like a boy but really a girl, so she had the
doctor change her body to look more like she is here and here," Jill said,
pointing to Cora's head and heart.

"Does she have a penis?" Cora asked Jill.

"I don't know," Jill said.

"Yes, she does, baby. Oh, and she has a blog. I'll send you the link,"
Melissa said.

"I want to take more pictures," Cora said, and she pulled away from Jill.

Jill stood up and heard the text come in.

She took a quick look around the blog. It was a transition blog, with
pictures and video of Petra's changes over time, her voice turning from
fairly deep to higher pitched, her boobs after surgery, etc.

"She sells porn, too," Melissa said.

"Wow..." Jill said.

Melissa told her where to find the free samples online, and Jill
was...impressed.

"Would you...?" Jill started to ask.

"I think I just might," Melissa said.

"It's not too big, but it's very pretty nestled between those sexy thighs,"
Jill said.

"I have to admit you're right, and she is very sexy," Melissa said.

"Mommy, we're going to a fire tomorrow!" Cora said, bounding back and
pulling the phone out of Jill's hands.

"You are?" Cora asked.

Jill knelt back down to Cora's level. "Yeah, it's just a thing, a bonfire,
Grandma invited us to. Just some people around the lake."

Thankfully, Cora didn't contradict her.

"Well, that sounds fun. Have a good time," Melissa said. "Hey, loves, I
need to go. My...dinner is about ready. I need to get it off the stove. I
made...soup."

Jill detected something odd about Melissa's demeanor, but she didn't want
to alarm Cora. So, she let it go. She'd ask later.

"Okay, bye Mommy. I can't wait `til you're here!" Cora said.

"Me, too, baby. Bye, beautiful," Melissa said and blew a kiss.

"Bye, baby doll," Jill said and ended the call.

"I miss Mommy," Cora said, looking sad.

That was Jill's cue to take Cora home, feed her, and start distracting her
with her tongue and fingers until Cora fell asleep.

As usual, Jill fell asleep holding Cora, happier than the day before, as
was normal by then.

The next morning, even before dawn, right after their ritual of sharing a
naked breakfast, Jill held Cora's hand as they walked back to the
beach. Cora had her camera, but it was still too dark to take
pictures. This time they did wear shorts, bikini tops, and coverups because
it was a little bit cooler.

The sun was just coming up when they arrived at the beach, but they found
they weren't alone.

"Look," Jill whispered, crouching next to Cora, still near the entrance to
the beach.

They watched as a little blonde boy, maybe five, younger than Cora, ran,
wearing only underpants, towards a woman who stood waiting for him at the
edge of the water.

The woman wore glasses with short gray-blonde hair. She was stocky, though
really not overweight, with strong thighs and round, floppy breasts.

She wore nothing except a very skimpy black thong.

The boy splashed to a stop in front of the woman Jill assumed was his
grandmother. She reached down, cupped his chin, and said something they
couldn't hear over the sounds of the beach.

Jill had an idea of what she said, though because he smiled, pulled the
string lodged between her bare pussy lips aside, and dived in nose first

"Let's go watch," Cora said.

Jill saw no reason to hide, so they walked towards the couple.

By the time they were standing next to the woman, she had her hand on the
back of the boy's head, pressing his face into her cunt as he happily
slurped.

"Fucking eat me. Ohhhh, yes, fucking eat my cunt. Tell me how I taste,
son," the woman muttered, throwing her head back.

"You're so yummy, Grammy," the boy said, only emerging from her flesh long
enough to answer, then diving right back in.

"Does his tongue feel good?" Cora asked. Cora's tone sounded to Jill more
curious than aroused.

The woman looked at them and blinked her eyes in apparent surprise. "Oh,
yes, little girl. Well, well...we have an audience, boy. And a very
alluring one at that," the woman said, holding him to his task, staring at
Jill and Cora.

"Can we do that?" Cora asked.

Jill couldn't deny her arousal, so she picked Cora up. The woman's lustful
gaze did it for her, but...

"Not now, baby. I don't want the little boy to see my pussy. Are you turned
on?"

"Yeah, my pussy's tingling," Cora said.

"Well we can make out," Jill said, smiling.

"`Kay," Cora said, smiling and taking Jill's cheeks in her hand, prying
Jill's mouth open with her tongue, causing Jill to almost forget about the
boy and give in to everything Cora wanted.

Instead, she just tilted her head and put all her focus on Cora's mouth,
which tasted like her own pussy, exploring Cora's mouth with her tongue,
her pretty, tiny teeth, her taste, fluttering little pink tongue, one the
best flavors ever...

"Oh god, fuck, yes!" The gravelly voice of the grandmother pierced the air,
and they pulled apart to watch.

She stumbled to her knees and kissed her little boy's face all over,
licking the juices off his cheek as he looked over at Cora, smirking.

He's a little scamp, Jill thought.

"Grammy needs to go lie down," the woman said, struggling to her feet and
plodding up the beach to a bench as Jill watched her large but firm ass
bounce.

"Can I lick your pussy? You're hot," the boy said.

Jill looked down at him and realized he was asking Cora.

Yes, quite the little scamp, but Jill wasn't going to speak for Cora...but
Cora didn't answer, only buried her face in Jill's neck.

"Sorry, buddy. She's shy with little boys," Jill said.

Pulling her face out long enough to speak, Cora said, "I like your cartoon
underwear, though." She pressed her nose into Jill's neck again.

"Thanks, Will you suck my prick, ma'am? My Grammy didn't do it this time,"
he said, casually pulling his hard little prick through the slit of his
underwear.

He was a very polite little scamp, and Jill couldn't help but chuckle. He
knew how to put on the confident charm.

"Sorry. I don't do boys. If I did, you'd be just my type, though,
handsome," Jill said, ruffling his hair.

"Okay," the boy said, looking down at his little prick, clearly not used to
women and girls saying no. He seemed unsure what to do next.

"Look, your grandma is up there. Maybe she'll do it for you now. We're
gonna go have our own fun," Jill said.

The boy looked up at his grandmother, who was lying on a bench. He seemed a
little confused, still, but also captivated by his grandmother's body
splayed on a bench.

"Okay. Bye," the boy said and ran up to his grandmother.

"Do you want to go home?" Jill asked.

"Uh-huh," Cora said. "And eat your pussy."

"You liked watching," Jill said, and as she walked back to the beach gate.

"Yeah," Cora said, grabbing Jill around the neck.

Jill looked back at the grandmother sucking the boy's little penis, her
legs spread, fingerfucking herself.

"But, Grammy I'm the cutest boy. You said so. Why didn't she let me lick
her pussy?" she heard the boy say.

Jill stopped to hear the response.

"I told you, some girls just don't like boys, no matter how cute you
are. Ohhhh, get on me, boy. Grammy needs that cute little prick in my
cunt," she said, and Jill kept on going, smiling.

"Let's go," Jill said, sliding her hand down the back of Cora's shorts, and
Cora smiled.

Jill groped Cora's butt until they got home, and they spent the day naked,
cuddling, kissing, licking, fingering...lazy and free, not even a lot of
orgasms, just love.

"Can we go see if April and Kris are home?" Cora asked, after they ate some
dinner.

"Sure," Jill said. "Why don't you put your bikini on again?"

"`Kay," Cora said, running off.

Jill put a bikini on herself, hoping Jason wouldn't be there, and she could
at least enjoy the girls' eyes on her.

Cora put her camera around her neck and pranced ahead of Jill in the
direction of their house.

There was still plenty of light to see by as they approached the house.

Jill smiled, relieved, when she saw April and Kris in the yard and their
mother breastfeeding on the deck. No Jason in sight.

Cora ran up to the girls, who greeted her with cheers and hugs.

Jill walked past them up to the deck where Jennifer sat. "Hi, Jill. We
didn't know you were here. Have a seat," she said.

"Thanks. How are you? You look good," Jill said, pointedly staring at
Jennifer's bare breasts rather than her face.

"I'm good. You're looking good, yourself...scrumptious even," Jennifer
said.

When Jill finally looked up at Jennifer, she was looking Jill up and down
without shame.

"Our girls are having fun already," Jill said. "And this little guy is
having fun," Jill said, winking.

"Junior enjoys my tits as much as the next guy," Jennifer said, the open
flirting in full swing between them.

"I have to admit this isn't the first time I've seen little Junior since we
got here, and he was naked then, too," Jill husked.

"Oh really...tell me about it," Jennifer said.

Scooting her chair closer to Jennifer as she spoke. "Well, long story
short, I visited the school today. Let's just say I got distracted by a
little baby pussy but not before I saw him sucking some Daddy sperm off his
nursery attendant's nipple."

"I see," Jennifer said, skimming her fingers over Junior's chest.

"I have another confession," Jill purred into Jennifer's ear. "If I was
going to suck any little boy's dick, it would be your baby boy's."

"Oh, really," Jennifer said, still casually focused on her baby.

"Yes, really," Jill said

Then, Jennifer turned her head, and their noses almost touched.

"What would your girlfriends say if they saw and heard us talking like
this?" Jennifer asked, barely above a whisper.

"Well, Cora can see us, and I don't think she cares. And Melissa isn't
here, but I have nothing to hide from her," Jill said.

She brought her hand up and lightly brushed her finger over the baby's
cheek and the swell of Jennifer's breast, about to lean in to kiss
Jennifer's lips when the door opened, breaking their spell and pulling them
apart.

It was Jason, and Jill felt as though she'd been doused with ice water.

She tried not to show it, though.

"Hi, Daddy," Jennifer said.

"Hi, Mommy," Jason said. "Is our baby boy ready for Daddy's milk?"

Jill, as quietly as she could, moved her chair back away from Jennifer as
Jason pulled his shorts down in the front, just enough for his penis to pop
out, hard as a rock.

Jill wasn't exactly disgusted. In fact, she thought it was very sweet that
Jason and Jennifer had used his semen and sex drive to fortify their boy's
health, but she'd been so close to kissing the fucking breath from
Jennifer's lungs.

It was the tiniest bit awkward.

Jill watched the girls playing their innocent game of chase around the yard
as Jason grunted and moaned his way to an obvious orgasm.

"It was nice to see you again, Jill," Jason said. "I need to get some work
done."

Jill turned back to them in time to see Jason lean over and wrap his tongue
around Jennifer's, then give Junior's little pecker a rub, before going
back inside.

"Sorry about that," Jennifer said when he was gone. "Junior needs his
Daddy's semen at least three times a day for nourishment."

"Oh, it's all right," Jill said. "And don't get me wrong. I liked seeing it
before, but it didn't have a big ol' penis attached then."

They laughed together and watched their girls play some more. Their games
were mostly innocent, except, at some point, Cora had lost her bikini
top. The sisters were already in just panties, and they did a little bit of
threeway lip kissing that made all three girls laugh like crazy.

Jill took pictures for Melissa.

Finally, after an hour or so, Jennifer said, "Forgive me, Jill, but it's
getting close to family sex time. When will you be headed back?"

"We'll be leaving Sunday. Melissa will be coming Friday evening to spend
the weekend, and we'll all go back Sunday," Jill said.

"Oh, well, hopefully we'll see you again, then. You don't mind, do you?
Jennifer stood.

"Oh, no. We should get ready for the bonfire tonight, anyway. Are you
going?" Jill asked.

"No. It'd be too rough on Junior, so we're skipping this one. Girls! Family
time!" Jennifer called, and the girls ran up to the deck.

After some goodbyes, Jill took Cora back home.

They ate a quick early dinner and then dressed in shorts and t-shirts
before making their way to the school grounds. By the time they arrived, it
was almost dark, and the fire was blazing.

A crowd of adults and kids of all ages sat and mingled in the large
clearing between the main building and the older students' building.

The fire was high and big with plenty of room to roam around it. Music
blared, and Jill looked off to the side where everyone seemed to be
watching something.

"They're dancing like Ella!" Cora shouted over the sounds of the fire,
music, and talking.

"Yes, they are," Jill shouted back and took Cora's hand, walking towards
the fire and finding a spot on an empty log by the fire.

Jill pulled Cora between her legs and wrapped her arms around her middle,
and they watched, cheek-to-cheek.

The dance troupe had kids of different ages, as Ms. Griffin had told Jill,
but they all seemed to be of roughly equal skill level.

The dance was very sexy, to a driving beat, including some rather lewd ass
waving and slapping, revealing clothes being pulled open, even some faces
in groins.

Just a little more raunch than Ella's recitals, Jill figured.

When it was over, everyone clapped and cheered and whistled loudly.

"They were good," Cora said.

"Yes, they were," Jill said and then saw the two boys from the thirteen to
fifteen year old class approaching.

"Hello, boys," Jill said.

"Hi, Jill," the boys said in unison. Jill introduced Cora. "Can we talk to
you for a second?" Adam asked.

"Sure," Jill said. "Baby, why don't you go see if you can find some of your
friends from the school and play?"

"`Kay," Cora said.

Cora ran off, and the boys sat down in front of her on the ground.

"I talked to my parents again today," Adam said.

"Oh really? How did it go?" Jill asked.

"Not good. I told them I still love Steve, and I want us to be together. I
didn't even really get very far when they launched into the whole `It's
Adam and Eve not Adam and Steve' speech, so I gave up," Adam said.

Steve rubbed his back and kissed his temple.

"Well, that's bullshit, and you know it," Jill said in a firm tone, trying
not to shout. "Don't they understand that lots of people think stuff that
goes on here between adults and kids is wrong. So why are they judging the
two of you?"

"They said before that it's because we can't make babies," Steve said,
rolling his eyes.

"That's ridiculous. You can't make a baby with a seven year old girl, for
God's sake," Jill said. "Or a little boy with his 70-year-old grandmother."

"Oh, hm, I never thought of it that way," Adam said.

"They've gotten to you, that's all. You just keep trying, and if it gets
too unbearable, you have my number. We'll figure something out," Jill said.

Both boys smiled, clearly heartened with an ally behind them and armed with
new arguments.

They got up and hugged Jill. "Thanks, Jill," Steve said. "We're gonna go
make out now."

"Is that all you're going to do?" Jill asked, smiling.

"Well..." Steve said.

Jill laughed and shooed them away. They ran off to the woods together.

She wasn't really sure what she could do if the situation got too dire, but
she wasn't willing to let those boys be forced apart. They were clearly in
love, and it would be tragic if they couldn't be together. She'd do
everything she could to prevent it.

She was still thinking about the situation when a man, wearing long pants
and very tight t-shirt, sat next to her.

Tall, dark, and handsome if she liked that sort of thing, she thought.

"Hi, my name's Elliott. I haven't seen you around," he said.

"This is Jill." Ms. Griffin said, sitting down on the other side of
Jill. "She's a teacher. She's in the old Smith place. She's the
girlfriend." Suddenly, Jill wasn't alone with her thoughts anymore.

"Oh, I've heard about that girl and how they abandoned her. It made me
mad," he said.

Ms. Griffin looked stunning in a long, cream-colored dress that set off her
slightly darker skin beautifully. Tied at the stomach but open all the way
down from there, the dress allowed Jill glimpses of skin everywhere except
her breasts, which were bundled in tight material, leaving nothing but
their skin tone to the imagination.

Jesus.

"Elliott's a cop, Jill. He gets exceptionally angry about that kind of
thing," Ms. Griffin said. She crossed her very long, slender legs, exposing
one of them from panty line, if she was wearing any, down to her sandal.

Jill couldn't help staring. The only sign of Ms. Griffin's age was leathery
skin and slightly knobby knees.

Jill had a hard time focusing on anything except how fucking hot
Ms. Griffin was.

"Oh, here comes my ex-wife," Elliott said, looking behind Jill.

Jill turned and saw a tall woman in her late thirties, short, dark hair,
wearing a short white tennis dress. She could have easily been a tennis
player instead of a cop.

Fuck.

"Liv, this is Jill. She's a teacher. She may move here someday and teach at
the school. She lives with the Smith girl and her daughter," Ms. Griffin
said as Liv set up the folding chair.

"Oh...That was such a sad story," Liv said as she sat down.

"Liv is a detective," Ms. Griffin said. "She sort of...helps us stay safe."

"She's really good," Elliott said, clearly proud even if she was his ex?
Jill wondered about that.

"Stop it. So, how's the Smith girl?" Liv asked.

"Melissa's doing fine, and Cora, our lover, is seven now," Jill said.

"That's great. You know, we all have to watch out for each other," Liv
said.

"Liv does her share for sure. Anyway, it was nice to see you again, Jill. I
leave you in good hands with the Bentons," Ms. Griffin said.

As she stood up, she reached for Elliott's bicep and squeezed and
simultaneously squeezed Liv's smooth, strong thigh. Jill watched her join
her three girls, lying down in the middle of them all. They wore more than
what they'd been wearing at school but still not much, very short shorts
and tops exposing lots of cleavage and midriff.

The three of them casually petted their older lover.

"So, Jill, you're a teacher. At a public school?" Liv asked.

Jill felt like this had been a little setup, but felt protected, not
attacked.

"Yes. In fact, I'm Cora's teacher," Jill said.

"Oh really?" Elliott asked, wiggling his eyebrows.

"Yeah." Jill chuckled. "Thankfully, at my particular school, I
have...friends."

"I see," Elliott said.

Jill knew she could trust Liv and Elliott, but, Elliott's demeanor, not to
mention his and his wife's profession, made Jill a bit protective of Derek
and Ms. Foster, at least.

"Well, it's always good to have friends. We watch out for people here," Liv
said.

"Mostly Liv does," Elliot said. "She's the brains. I'm the brawn."

"I can handle myself in a fight," Liv said with a smug smile.

"Yes you can," Elliott said, looking duly chastised.

"Anyway...see that woman over there in the white bikini?" Liv pointed to
another tall, tan woman, in her late thirties, this time with shoulder
length black hair.

"Yeah," Jill said.

"She's an assistant DA, helps us put away the real abusers and funnel the
real pedophiles that get into trouble here," Liv said. "She's very good at
her job. And see that woman over there?"

Liv pointed straight across to a woman in a striped bikini, straight out of
the 1980s with big curly brunette, shoulder-length hair, holding a little
smiling blonde girl with Down's Syndrome or some similar disorder.

"Yeah I see them," Jill said.

"That's Sherri. She was reported for child abuse by a neighbor, and I just
happened to be put on the case. Got her off, in more ways than one, and now
she lives here," Liv said.

Sherri held her little girl, about four or five, in her lap, casually
stroking her between the legs, kissing her head now and then.

"That little girl loves her Mommy. They have a beautiful thing together,"
Elliott said.

"I see," Jill said. "Well it seems lucky you're around."

"Well, if it wasn't us, it'd be someone else. We're just doing our jobs,
keeping everyone safe," Liv said.

As Liv finished talking, Jill heard running footsteps and Cora was in her
lap, with her face buried in Jill's stomach, arms around her.

Jill picked Cora up and put her on her lap. "What's wrong, baby?"

"I think Grandma got hurt. I was watching a bunch of kids with her, playing
with her body, really hard. Then she was making noises like she was hurt
when she got up," Cora said.

On cue, Grandma appeared from behind some trees, looking not at all unhappy
or injured in any way. From behind her, a crowd of kids scattered to their
families.

"Well, I'm feeling well and truly debauched. How's everyone else?" Grandma
shouted.

She wore a smile and see-through black, gauzy panties, and that was it.

"She looks fine to me," Jill said.

Cora smiled and bounced.

Jill was about to introduce the Bentons when a teenage boy, about eighteen
or nineteen approached and bent over Liv from behind, kissing her neck and
sliding his hand under the top of her dress, squeezing her breast.

"Augie!" Liv said. "At least say hello to our new friend, Jill,
first. Jill, this is our son."

Augie looked like a younger version of his father.

"Nice to meet you," Jill said. "And this is Cora, Melissa's daughter and
the love of our lives."

"It's very nice to meet you, Cora," Liv said.

"Yes...you're very pretty," Elliott said. "I can see why your Mommy and
Jill love you."

Cora again turned into Jill, and Jill squeezed her tight. "It's okay,
baby," she whispered. "She's a little nervous around men. Sorry."

"It's quite alright," Elliott said. "I won't bite, Cora. I promise."
Elliott dropped his voice to a soft and gentle hum, and Cora smiled, still
leaning into Jill but facing the Bentons at least.

Augie hadn't disengaged from his mother, but Liv didn't seem to mind as he
massaged her breast over her dress and played with her ear with his tongue.

She only tilted her head to give him more room to work and closed her eyes.

Jill looked around to observe the others around the fire. Surprisingly,
only a few of them were engaged in any sexual activity.

She saw Miss Louise again wearing more than she'd been wearing at the
nursery the day before but still not much, a string bikini with tiny
triangles of patterned material trying valiantly to contain her rolls of
flesh.

She sat on the ground between Miss Kay's legs. Miss Kay was naked with Miss
Louise's head resting between her big tits.

"Oh, here comes Judge Donnelly. She works with Liv and the others," Elliott
said.

Jill turned and saw a statuesque bleach blonde woman in her fifties with
high cheekbones and piercing eyes walking towards the fire. At her side, a
much younger, Hispanic woman with a wide, joyful smile, locked her fingers
with Judge Donnelly's as they waved to people, almost like celebrities
making an entrance.

"The Judge and Amy have been together for twenty years. They're just as in
love now as when Amy was seven and the judge sent her parents to prison for
pimping her out to men who just liked to tie her up and slap her
around. Thankfully, they never injured her permanently," Elliott said.

Both women wore pantsuits, the judge;s red and Amy's black with white
blouses underneath.

"So they just live alone?" Jill asked. She had been under the impression
that everyone who lived at the lake had kids.

"Actually, they've made it known that they're doing their first home
insemination tomorrow, and it'll be on the lake channel," Liv said between
groans. "Speaking of which, Augie isn't giving up, and I'm in fucking
heat."

"We're trying to get Mom pregnant," Augie said.

"Yes, and I think my uterus is buzzing, I'm so fucking horny for my boy's
big dick," Liv said. She stood up, unzipped her dress, and pulled it down
and off.

Jill's eyes bugged. Liv wore a simple bra and panties that didn't distract
from the work of art nature had done with her...slim and toned without
being overly buff, round breasts that fit her body perfectly...Jesus.

Liv tossed her dress into her chair and took Augie's hand, dragging him
away. "Let's go, Augie. I need you to fill my cunt so full, we make a
litter," Liv said.

He let her pull him towards the school building, smiling like a giddy
schoolboy.

"Well, Jill, it was nice to meet you," Elliott said. "And you, Cora." Cora
smiled. "I guess I won't be seeing my son for the rest of the night, so I
need to find my own entertainment. I don't suppose..."

"No, sorry, you're not our type," Jill said.

"I had a feeling. Well, maybe we'll see you `round. Liv eats little pussy
when she's not attached at the dick to Augie," Elliott said, winking, and
walked away.

Jill chuckled at his parting shot. She wondered what their arrangement was,
but for now, she focused on Cora, planting kisses to her cheeks. "So what
was going on with Grandma?" she asked.

"I have pictures," Cora said, smiling. "It was fun watching until I thought
she was hurt."

Cora showed Jill several pictures of Grandma from all angles lying on her
back on the ground, covered in children. A boy in each hole, mouth, pussy,
and ass, a little girl sitting on her face, and two more little girls
sucking her tits.

Others circled Grandma, waiting their turn.

"I need to show you how much I love you and your pussy at home."" Jill
whispered in Cora's ear, sneaking her hand up inside Cora's shirt. "I need
to say goodbye to the principal, first."

"Okay," Cora said.

They walked hand-in-hand over to Ms. Griffin and the girls.

"Hi, Jill," Avery said. "Aunt Nikki said you were here."

Avery was twisting Ms. Griffin's dark red nipple between her thumb and
index finger, the top of her dress pulled aside.

"Hi, Avery. We were just coming over to say goodbye and thanks for inviting
us. We had a great time," Jill said.

"Oh, that's a shame," Ms. Griffin said. "I was kind of hoping to get to
know you and Cora a little better...maybe an afterparty, if you know what I
mean."

"Well, that's very flattering, and we'd take you up on it any other time,
but, well, this is our first vacation alone. We just kind of need each
other right now," Jill said.

"I understand," Ms. Griffin said. "Girls, this is Cora. Give Jill a kiss to
thank her for coming and Cora too if she wants one."

Spencer, Kat, and Avery stood and took turns kissing Jill on the lips. When
Avery asked Cora if she wanted kisses, Cora nodded and smiled.

So each girl got on her knees in turn, took hold of Cora's cheeks, and
kissed her lips.

"You're a very pretty girl," Avery said, brushing hair from Cora's face.

"Thank you. You are too," Cora said.

"Bye," Jill said one more time after the kisses.

Ms. Griffin lay, rubbing her pussy, watching. "Bye," she said, smiling and
waving with a wiggle of her wet fingers.

Jill took Cora home and sucked her pussy dry, then fell asleep between
Cora's legs, Cora passed out on the pillow where she'd been flailing and
twitching.

When Jill woke up alone, she got up and found Cora exactly where she
thought she'd find her...in front of the TV, tuned to the porn channel.

"Oh, that's the judge we saw last night, remember?" Jill asked, sitting on
the couch and pulling Cora onto her lap.

"Yeah...what are they doing?" Cora asked.

On the screen, the judge's much younger wife lay in bed, propped up by
pillows with her legs wide open, completely shaved bald down there. Jill
wondered if that was normal for her or if she'd shaved to help keep the
process clean.

"They're going to try to make a baby, sweet girl," Jill said, running her
nose from Cora's temple to her cheek, enjoying her strong, natural scent..

"Really? I thought you needed a boy for that," Cora said.

Jill picked up the remote and hit pause.

"Remember we said that there are a lot of ways to make a baby?" Jill asked,
petting Cora's body.

"Oh yeah. Like you and Mommy can have a baby with Grandpa," Cora said.

"Or maybe even you someday. But, there are other ways too. You don't have
to have sex with a boy. You can just use his cum," Jill said.

"How do you get it out if you don't have sex?" Cora asked.

Jill squeezed Cora. "Great question, baby. It's not as fun for him, but he
just rubs himself and cums in a cup. Then, women use it. I don't know
exactly how it works, but maybe we'll learn if we watch."

"`Kay," Cora said.

Jill hit play again, and the show continued.

On the bed lay a box with what Jill presumed was the necessary sperm and
syringe or whatever.

The judge knelt in front of Amy, wearing a sheer negligee.

"Take it off," Amy husked, starting to rub her pussy.

The judge slowly, sensuously lowered the straps from her shoulders, then
shed the negligee as her wife smiled wider and rubbed her pussy harder as
more skin was exposed.

"Is this helping you get wet, sweetheart?" the judge asked.

"Oh yes, Mommy," the younger woman said.

"She's her mommy?" Cora asked.

"I don't think so, really. I think they're just pretending," Jill said. She
started rubbing Cora's pussy as she watched.

"Do you have to wear gloves?" Amy asked, pouting as the judge took some
medical gloves out of the box.

"I'm afraid so," the judge answered. "Just pretend I'm your sexy
gynecologist." The judge winked.

Amy smiled her toothy grin again, stuck her tongue out, and bit down on it
lightly in a playful way.

This was a different side to the two sophisticated women from the night
before.

After the judge put her gloves on, she pulled a device out of the box. Jill
expected it to be a syringe, and it resembled one for sure. But it was also
pink and resembled a dildo as much as a syringe.

The judge pulled out a small cup.

"That's the sperm, baby. It's the man's cum," Jill said.

Cora sat riveted.

The judge leaned over Amy with the dildo syringe in one hand and kissed her
lips, prying Amy's mouth open with her tongue and simultaneously aiming the
dildo at Amy's hole.

"I love you, little one," the judge murmured just before she started slowly
pushing the plunger.

"I love you too, Mommy, so much," Amy answered, the last word turning into
a moan.

The judge interrupted Amy's moan with a kiss, sliding the dildo syringe in
and slowly, slowly pushed the plunger in, making out with Amy all the
while.

And, as the plunger moved in, Amy moaned louder. "I feel it, mommy...shit
that feels good. Fuck."

"They're putting the man's cum in her so she'll have a baby?" Cora asked.

"Yes, that's right, sweet girl."

"Can we do it?" Cora asked, turning and pushing Jill back on the couch.

"We don't have a syringe, baby," Jill said.

"We'll just practice, for pretend," Cora said. "Open your legs."

They lost track of what was happening on screen as Cora started playing
with Jill's pussy.

Jill didn't care a bit that this wasn't at all like what had happened on
TV. Cora played with Jill's hole and fingered it, so she was happy.

"Are you gonna...?" Jill panted.

"I'm gonna put my hand in like her," Cora said.

Again, Jill didn't care one bit that that's not what happened on screen.

And, she didn't try to guide or direct Cora. She trusted Cora to be gentle
and not hurt her. She knew Cora would listen if she said stop.

Jill just watched as Cora worked two, then three, then four fingers a
little ways in, then moved her thumb in to push her whole hand past her
stretched hole.

"Jesus," Jill breathed.

"It's really wet and hot in there," Cora said, more like she was
discovering something wondrous than trying to talk dirty.

"That's all because of you, sweet girl. Jesus," Jill's orgasm was building,
and Cora was just wiggling her fingers inside. "Move in and out,
baby. Maybe make a fist."

Instead of moving in and out, Cora did make a fist but twisted instead of
thrusting.

"It's squeezing," Cora said.

"Because I'm going to cum, baby. You're stretching me out so good. Jesus,"
Jill grunted. "Keep going."

Cora twisted one or two more times, and then Jill's pussy squeezed like a
vise. Her whole body seized up, and Cora smiled.

"This is more juices than I ever felt in your pussy," Cora said.

"Shit," Jill gasped again, when her body finally released. "That's because
you've never put your whole hand in."

"Yeah," Cora said, smiling like she figured that out at the same time Jill
said it. "Have you and Mommy done this before?"

"No, baby, but I've had other people do it before," Jill said.

"Who?" Cora asked.

"Before I met you and Mommy," Jill said. It was true but not the whole
truth.

"Oh," Cora answered.

"Open your hand again and slide it out slowly, sweet girl," Jill said.

Cora did what Jill said, and, when it was out, Jill grabbed it and licked
it all over.

"We made a baby," Cora said, sounding as proud as if that were actually
true.

They spent the rest of the day watching porn and making sweet, lazy love.

Friday morning, they were anxious for Melissa's arrival but slow to exit
their own little bubble.

This time, Cora sat directly in front of Jill on the table, and Cora ate a
granola bar while Jill drank her coffee.

Then, Jill ate Cora's pussy, swollen from a week of sucking and fucking.

After Jill stood up and shared a long wet kiss with Cora, she broke it,
leaving her forehead pressed against Cora's. "How about we clean the house
for Mommy."

"`Kay," Cora said with a smile that Jill knew was satisfaction and
anticipation.

It was late morning by then, and Jill knew they had work to do, scrubbing
the floors because of the messes they had made that week but also just
needing to wash windows and countertops because the place sat dormant for
such long stretches.

Maybe she didn't need to do it, but she wanted to.

They stayed naked, of course, and around 1:00 in the afternoon, there was a
knock on the door.

"Who's that?" Cora called from her room where she was "dusting."

"I don't know," Jill said, putting down her window cleaner and rag, making
her way to the door.

She didn't really see the need to put clothes on, but she stood behind it,
hiding her body and peeking around.

It was Grandma, holding a book to her breasts.

"Oh hi," Jill said. "Come in."

She opened the door completely, not giving another thought to being naked,
closing the door behind Grandma.

Grandma wore a plain white bra and panties, kind of, sort of one that was
made for a woman her age, unlike her usual slinky, sexy lingerie.

Except they were at least a size too small, her breasts about to pop
completely out of the bra and the stretch of her panties putting everything
on display.

"I hope I didn't interrupt anything," Grandma said. "I just brought the
book I mentioned. It's a history of the lake. I finished it a couple years
ago and thought Cora would like it because it has lots and lots of
pictures."

"Oh, well, come sit down. We were just cleaning. Melissa's coming today,"
Jill said, gesturing to the couch. "Cora, come see who's here."

Cora walked out, completely unfazed by her own nakedness. "Hi," she said
and skipped to the couch when she saw it was Grandma.

"Grandma brought you a book," Jill said.

"Oh, with the pictures of naked people?" Cora said.

"Yes, angel, that's the one," Grandma said, already sitting on the
couch. "Do you want to look at it?"

"Just for a few minutes," Jill said. "Mommy'll be here later, and we still
have a lot to do."

"Just a few minutes then? Come on and sit on my lap, angel," Grandma said.

Cora climbed into Grandma's lap like she'd done it a hundred times, and
Jill sat beside Grandma.

As they looked through pictures, Grandma didn't say much about who was in
them, only that they were people she'd known or that her parents had
known. Some of the pictures were very old.

Grandma did, however, casually finger Cora's pussy, sliding the tips of her
fingers up and down and around as they turned the pages.

"And these are my younger brother and sister," Grandma said, then turned
the page again. "Oh, these are my favorites. It's my mother and me and my
sister," Grandma said, pointing at a beautiful woman in her twenties with
two girls

There were two pictures, one of the mother and her two daughters, about
five and seven, dressed in proper little girl dresses, with their mother in
a stylish leopard print dress, with hair up in an old sophisticated style,
maybe from the 1950s or 60s.

Jill didn't really know how old Grandma was.

The other picture, though, were the same mother and daughters, except, in
this one they were on a bed. Mommy's hair was completely undone and
disheveled, her body spread out on the bed, drenched in sweat.

Jill could see the beads on her even in the old black and white picture.

She wore nothing but a satisfied smile, and the little girls lay with their
heads on her shoulders, equally naked and looking smug.

"We would pull and suck and tug and kiss and fuck every part of our mother
we could, and she would scream like a banshee. That's how we knew we were
doing it right," Grandma said.

"Oh my," Jill said.

"Is that image doing something for you?" Grandma asked.

"Um...yeah. Let's just say Melissa better be ready," Jill said.

"Oh, right. You have to get ready. I'll get out of your hair," Grandma
said, putting the book down on the other side of her.

"Do you have to?" Cora said.

"Don't you want to get ready for Mommy?" Jill asked. "We can do to Mommy
what Grandma and her sister did with their Mommy."

"Oh yeah," Cora practically shouted.

"Thank Grandma for the book, first," Jill said.

"Thank you for the book, Grandma," Cora said, with a big smile on her face.

"You're very welcome, angel. How `bout a kiss before I go?" Grandma said.

Cora, again as if she'd done it a hundred times, turned around and
straddled Grandma.

By the expression on her face, Jill thought Grandma might just eat Cora
alive.

But, instead, Grandma took Cora's chin and tilted her head, gently, gently
kissing Cora's lips, then licking them, soft as you please. And only then,
when Cora's mouth fell slightly open, Grandma took the chance to coax
Cora's tongue out to play a little.

Jill's stomach flipped with affection for this old woman who was still so
puzzling to her because, even then, she was so gentle with Cora.

The kiss ended with a few seconds of Grandma and Cora slowly winding just
the tips of their tongues together. Then, Grandma backed away and smiled at
Cora, with her fingers still lightly grasping Cora's chin.

"You taste nice," Cora said.

"Thank you, angel. You taste so lovely, I wish I could stay," Grandma said.

No wonder all the children love her, Jill thought.

"Come on, baby. Let's show Grandma to the door," Jill said, and she and
Cora escorted Grandma out.

"We'll see you again soon," Jill said.

"I'm counting on it," Grandma said and left.

"I can see you liked kissing Grandma," Jill said when the door was
closed. "Your pussy's shiny."

"Yeah, and I liked having her rub it," Cora said.

"Well, good, you'll be ready for me and Mommy later. Go put the book in
your room with your other books," Jill said.

"Okay," Cora said, running with the book to her room.

The rest of the afternoon, Jill and Cora cleaned and then cooked a nice
dinner for Mommy, who texted Jill at about 5:30 that she was on her way.

About an hour later, Jill and Cora had showered, even though they knew
Mommy liked when they were dirty, and they were watching cartoons when the
door opened.

They walked out to see that it wasn't just Melissa who had arrived.

"Ella's here!" Cora shouted, happily, running into Mommy's arms. "Mommy, we
missed you. Why is Ella here?"

Ella sat on the floor, wearing a leotard, stretching with her arms out,
touching her toes.

"We just thought it'd be a nice surprise. Are you happy?" Melissa asked.

"Yes," Cora nodded.

"Hi, Ella. We're glad you're here," Jill said.

"Hi," Ella said.

As she approached Melissa, Jill chuckled because Ella had put one leg
straight up in the air, stretching it with her hand on her thigh.

"I'm stiff from being in the car so long," Ella said.

"I see that." Jill turned to Melissa and kissed her lips. "Hi, baby doll."

"Hi," Melissa said. After they shared a little threeway kiss, Melissa put
Cora down.

Jill and Melissa watched Ella untangle herself and hug Cora.

"I'm glad you're here. Come see my room. It's all cleaned out. We got rid
of stuff," Cora said.

"Okay," Ella said, and the girls ran off to Cora's room. Cora was still
completely naked.

So was Jill, and she walked with Melissa hand-in-hand on the couch. Jill
sat down and pulled Melissa into her lap.

They made out, slow and sweet, hands gently roaming, until Melissa was out
of wraparound dress and bra.

Then, Cora and Ella interrupted them, begging them to go outside to play.