An adult stories – Step-Daughter Slut School 08 by Author_Kate_Granger,Author_Kate_Granger I’m switching point of view to Cindy, Trixy and new students soon but still following Hannah and her step-father, Keith, from time to time.
Seeing my mother skipping along beside Trixy in a school uniform, proudly sporting her flicking red ponytail from underneath a short school skirt, surprised me. It was so comical for me to see her like that. I couldn’t help giggling. Nobody else batted an eyelid because, aside from being a few years older, she looked like any other pupil. Mom was still a beautiful woman and young enough to pass having had me very young herself.
My laughter upset her. Mom looked embarrassed and ashamed, so I held her hand gently, drawing her into a nearby classroom while Trixy dealt with a girl whose plume was poorly adjusted. My last view when closing our door was of a middle-aged woman bending her teenage pupil over a desk in the corridor, explaining to the girls’ step-father how to fit his daughter’s butt plug.
“I’m sorry, mom. I didn’t mean to hurt your feelings.”
“It’s okay, Hannah. Me having been a student here must be a shock.”
“It is a bit, and that’s why I laughed, but I’ll admit that you look great.”
“Do you think so?. This is my old tail. Nothing grandiose like yours but then, I’m not Head Girl. I feel quite proud of you.”
She swished her tail like we all did. I noticed the gentle hum, realizing immediately that Trixy had mom in training mode.
“Were you very naughty back then mom?”
“Yes. Sometimes I just wanted attention, but honestly, I really was a bit wild. Trixy took me in hand, providing balance, but that was lost when I graduated.”
“Were you lovers?”
Mom leaped up onto the desk making sure her asshole spilled over the side edge to avoid damaging a pristine red plume. I watched her expertly gather the horse hairs, tighten them, then let the whole plume drape seductively. She seemed relaxed and thoughtful.
“Yes, we were and it was the happiest time of my life aside from when I nursed you.”
“What happened to your happiness?”
“Your dad swept me off my feet. I couldn’t wait to have sex and get pregnant, so I didn’t, and then you happened. I never regretted that. I’m bisexual honey, leaning more towards girls, but I wouldn’t change anything if it meant losing you.”
Her warmth absolved my childhood guilt for all the times we’d fallen out and I saw a kindness in my mom that’d been absent for some time. I hugged her, releasing quickly when I realized how close her pussy was to my midriff.
I stepped back awkwardly, glanced at mom who, from her expression, felt the same way and we both giggled.
“That’s one taboo I won’t cross even though you are a gorgeous piece of ass mom.”
“You too Hannah.”
I paused, knowing I’d just lied, feeling terrified about what that meant. She waited for me to speak, a rare occasion because we’d conversed very little in recent years.
“What about Keith and you mom?”
“He fell in love with you, baby, although that man never laid a finger on you before you came of age, though. He and you are perfect together.”
“Is he really free of you now?”
“We’re free of each other. I still like Keith, but I’m looking forward to some rejuvenation and a new direction in life.”
“Trixy?”
“Maybe. She’s taking me into her bed tonight, then to the altar for some fun tomorrow morning. I gather you know what happens there.”
“You’re going to be gang banged?”
“Yes. Trixy thinks it will shake the stick out of my ass. I have an open invite to stay here as long as I’d like.”
Mom laughed in a way I’d rarely seen from her, seemingly totally relaxed. Keith had slipped into our room unnoticed by me and came up from behind, surprising, by wrapping his arms around my waist, planting soft kisses on my neck.
I eyeballed mom for a reaction but none came and she continued smiling as though my fiancee was part of her life as my mother. Trixy entered the room, saw our moment of luxuriant decadence and strolled up to my mom, kissing her as lover’s would.
It surprised me, seeing mom in the arms of someone else. At that moment, dad repeatedly tapped my butt plug, unseen by others. The effect was almost like pressing a turn-on switch and I shivered like a car engine starting in cold weather. I was already slightly turned on by mom and Trixy. I was glad when my fiancee kissed me deeply, relieving some sexual tension.
When dad gave my plume a half turn, Trixy smiled, picking up on the low hum emanating from inside my ass immediately. I blinked, shuddered and pressed back on dad’s finger to intensify the vibrations in my back passage.
I watched agog when the headmistress slid her hand underneath Mom’s school skirt, before lifting the front hem for us to see Mom’s unclad, shaven pussy. Her’s was a very beautiful mound with glistening wet slit running in a perfect vertical line.
“I think it’s time for your first lesson, Cindy.”
“Umm. Trixy… Keith and I should probably leave.”
“Stay right where you are Hannah and just enjoy.”
I twisted my head slightly and looked at Keith for his permission. He nodded and kissed me again. My lips smoldered when his brushed softly against mine. My body was electrified by his touch and from the explosive hormones coursing through every vein, feeding me pure taboo love. Every sense ignited, firing hedonistic synapses that overloaded my sexuality, demanding I fuck someone, anyone, while Keith lit my soul.
When he whispered, I already knew what was coming because he’d begun sliding my knickers down in front of two women already making love.
“Do you want to try something different, Hannah?”
“I’m scared daddy.”
“Don’t be honey. Go with what you like and stop when it gets too much.”
“Okay.”
He kneeled down behind me, sliding my French knickers off carefully, making sure my ponytail slipped safely through the woven hole. When I stepped out of my knickers, Trixy turned around, facing me.
Keith lifted me gently onto a school desk, sitting behind with his legs splayed sideways and both hands stroking up and down my midriff.
I gasped from shock when dad slid his hands into my crotch, opening my pussy lips wide because it could only be perceived as an offer for another to enjoy me. I spread my legs apart, terrified by the lewd forces controlling my actions, forcing me to be true to my deepest, darkest desires. Trixy kneeled in front of me in what seemed like slow motion. Her palms pressed gently against my inner thighs and she stared at me affectionately while pushing them further apart.
Trixy dipped her head closer to my pussy, and I felt incredibly proud when both her nostrils flared wide in an expression of absolute desire while sucking in my aroma.
“Dad… are you sure about this?”
“Do you want to try this with Trixy, baby girl?”
“Umm… yes, bu-”
“No buts Hannah. Go with whatever you want. I’m your permanent safe place, baby.”
“Are you sure?”
“We’re getting married. Nothing will change that and if you want to experiment with girls, I don’t mind. Trixy is fun for you and me while I watch.”
“Okay. I really want this, but not if it compromises you and me, Keith.”
Trixy stroked my legs softly, occasionally raking a finger nail from my knee to the quivering pussy lips that were desperate for her touch. I watched mom lie down on the woods floor boards behind our headmistress who raised her ass, allowing her to wriggle underneath and into a perfect position for cunnilingus.
Once mom was in place, Trixy looked down and spread her knees wider apart, feeding two swollen, damp pussy lips into her mouth. I was sure I heard mom whimper then hum, before slurping her favorite nectar.
I knew when mom’s tongue plowed into her new lover’s creamy furrow, because Trixy eyeballed me with a loving smile and dilated pupils describing her utter delight. With a cheeky wink towards me and another aimed at dad, my first lesbian lover leaned into my pussy and stabbed her tongue deep between two swollen labia, licking me out.
“She’s licking my pussy, dad.”
“Yes, and while your mom licks hers. Do you like it, Hannah?”
“Fuck yeah. Open my lips wide again, please.”
Keith spread my pussy lips wide apart. Trixy flattened her tongue, licking my soft tissues, gathering all the juices she could and swallowing while my mom did the same to her. I gasped and wriggled on the edge of a massive orgasm.
Trixy sucked gently on my slimy, hard pearl clitoris, raising her from the protective skin pouch while I wriggled delightfully in pre-orgasmic bliss nestled in dad’s arms. My body was alight, shivering, throbbing and thrumming wildly on the end of our headmistress’ tongue.
Intense sexual tension built inside me like a tsunami gathering pace and I needed an outlet, so I ground my butt plug into the wooden desk, drawing maximum vibration into a throbbing back passage. With half my sexual organs vibrating from a plug, Trixy rotated her head slightly, gripping my clit gently between her lips, while flicking its tip with a whiplash solid tongue.
“Whoa… fucking hell.”
“Are you okay, Hannah?”
“Yeah dad… this is fucking powerful. I think I’m going to pee.”
Trixy stared up at me, part lover, part surrogate mother.
“Relax Hannah. Let it happen.”
“Okay.”
I dragged Keith’s head closer for a deep kiss, making sure we stayed connected while he splayed my cunt wider, offering more creamy flesh to the woman feasting on it. When I stared down and saw my mom’s body sticking out from our lover’s ass, it drove me over the edge and I climaxed.
“F-f-fuck-k-k-k! Dad… oh fuck!.”
“Go for it Hannah. Ascend baby, please.”
I shuddered hard in a powerful orgasm, ejaculating into Trixy’s wide open mouth. My body lost control, and it felt as though a desperate back passage were sucking my ponytail inside. I bounced repeatedly on the table as though it were possible to fuck my butt plug, and the vibrations spread like pleasure waves through my guts.
Dad’s finger join in the action, dragging my clitoris from side to side while our headmistress continued flicking its tip rapidly.
I wanted to clamp my legs shut on Trixy’s head, but she pushed them outwards to maximum spread, relentlessly pursuing my engorged clitoris. The slurping from between my lover’s legs confirmed mom had lost no talent by marrying and fucking men.
Our headmistress shuddered in an orgasm worthy of the ancient gods, screaming while her tongue continued thrashed my clitoris, beating its tip from side to side, then up and down. Only once mom had fully satisfied Trixy did the pressure on my love bean subside and I relaxed back into dad’s loving arms, kissing him.
“Your cock is solid, dad. Shall I take care of it?”
“Yes, please.”
“What would you like? A blowjob or to fuck me?”
“Umm… do you think the milking parlor might be okay?”
“Of course. Let’s go.”
We ran, skipped, walked and stumbled hand in hand, laughing all the way to the milking parlor. Dad’s cock tented his pants and I couldn’t wait to provide him a loving hand relief. Every stall except one was free, and I was lifted by a friendly atmosphere in the school’s public wanking area.
I slipped dad’s pants off, once again enjoying the envy of other girls. When I kneeled quickly, peeled his glans and sucked him off, other attendees gasped. I realized being Head Girl meant plowing my own furrow and breaking new ground.
With my step-dad’s cock suitably lubricated by my saliva, I turned him around and he leaned into the wanking parlor restraints with his cock dangling into the semen collection chute below.
I wanked his cock hard and fast, edging dad a few times before letting him blow his seed all over the ceramic wall. I had a final trick up my sleeve as I slammed his cock backwards, milking him hard, whispering in his ear.
“You’re such a good boy, daddy.”
His eyes glazed over, and I knew his soul was caught somewhere between pure love and a taboo lust. He grunted like a beast when I spilled every drop of his seed. I didn’t mind watching his semen flush away in globs under the high pressure water spray because I felt confident there would be plenty more for me to suck out later on.
As I leaned over him, watching his semen wash away while still gently shuffling his cock, I whispered again.
“I’d like us to fuck Trixy together, mom too. Only with mom, she and I can’t touch.”
“What the fuck Hannah, are you serious?”
“Yeah dad. I want you to enjoy a mother and daughter fuck session, but without me and her engaging. I’m not comfortable with that. It could be a farewell fuck for you and mom, almost like a ritual handover between her and I.”
He slipped his clothes back on while the other girls stared at me with their mouths agape. My whisper had made it to the closest ears who spread my lewd suggestion everywhere. In their eyes, I’d become a goddess.
When we walked away, dad gripped my hand excitedly.
“Are you sure, Hannah?”
“Yeah. Trixy’s tongue unlicked Pandora’s Box. I won’t do anything that might endanger you and me, though, Keith.”
“Our marriage will be stronger than that, baby girl.”
“I know, dad.”