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new slut in townIt was late. Jeanie had been out late before, but not like this. Sure,Jeanie was old enough to be out on her own, 22, but she had always calledwhen she would be delayed and her step-father, Ted, was worried. Andexcited.Jeanie had gone to the hottest club in the city, a place where the youngand beautiful would hook-up, sometimes for a dance or two, sometimes forthe night. She had no trouble strutting past the velvet ropes, with hernatural good looks, her slender physique, her perfect, plump little butt,and her long legs. Her sky-high heels and haute couture little cocktaildresses didn’t hurt, either. Ted worked very, very had, was paid very,very well, and spent a lot of money on decorations for his beautiful ward.Years ago, Ted had married Jeanie’s mother. He was looking for somethingdifferent and he found it in his demanding, sexy wife, Charlotte. She hadbeen a handful. She saw little reason to stop her vigorous sex life simplybecause she had taken on a more-or-less full-time sugar daddy in Ted. Tedhad built her a home, dedicating a bedroom with attached bath for her useas a boudoir. It had the largest closet in the house, and Charlottefurnished it with sachet-filled drawers filled with luxurious lingerie ofevery conceivable sort, fantastically high heels, and the latest infashion-designer clothes. And a special, locked cabinet filled with everymanner of deviant toy — when she needed, she always chose very carefullyamong her accessories and toys. And Charlotte always wore the mostjaw-droppingly sexy clothes that Ted could afford. And Ted was very, veryrich.She used this arsenal to indulge her principal hobby: Charlotte slept withmen and women indiscriminately and her tastes were as diverse as they wereobscene. She always came home to Ted, however, who reveled vicariously inthe racy stories she would tell him while she took off her makeup. Shemade a ritual of removing it, then letting Ted peel her sweaty stockingsfrom her flawlessly curved thighs, calves, and sexy little feet. Tedfinished by pleasing her, orally. Before they would turn in for the night,Charlotte would conclude her tale, sitting on Ted’s face and stroking hisrock-hard dick with the ball of one foot and the arch of the other… Hewould usually blow his load, moaning into the cleft of her ass while shetold him about the end of her filthy adventures.Charlotte had other interests, aside from slutting around. She alsothought that her son, Gene, wasn’t much of a boy. Gene had been born aftera youthful indiscretion that marked her move from high-spirited heiress andingénue into the class of full-fledged adventuress. She had married Gene’sobscenely wealthy father in a shotgun wedding, the divorced him, taking himfor everything he had. She quickly ran through the funds she garnered inthe settlement, but she just as quickly had moved on to another source oflovely things: Ted.But, to repeat, Gene was not much of a boy. He never played with sportsequipment and he seemed inordinately interested in removing the clothesfrom his “boy dolls”: what the manufacturers laughably called “actionfigures.” She took it upon herself to… encourage…certain behaviors and discourage others, beginning when he hit puberty. Itwasn’t difficult. Gene had always been drawn to the amazing array ofbeautiful, slutty, and sexy garments her whorish mother displayed in theboudoir. Once, five years ago, Charlotte caught him running his delicatelittle hands through her panty drawer on several occasions and she quicklyhit on a plan.”Gene darling,” Charlotte said, startling the slender boy. “If you likeMummy’s adana escort things so much, I could buy you some to wear.” A thin smile curledone corner of her full, red mouth. Gene snatched his hand back from thedrawer, a lazy wisp of a thong still tangled on his thumb. His pale skinbloomed a full red blush. Adorably, the blush went from his face, downinto the tank-top he was wearing. Charlotte must have known that his wholebody would be enflamed at the prospect.”Come here, sweetie,” Charlotte said, in a tone that defied disobedience.”I know you have been wearing my things… don’t bother to protest. Yourstep-father takes a great deal of pleasure in keeping his eye on me.”Charlotte took Gene’s birdlike shoulders in her impeccably manicured handsand turned Gene gently in the direction of the small, rectangularalarm-monitor high in the corner of the room. “Do you know what that is?””The monitor for the alarm,” said Gene.”Yes, sweetie, but there is a camera in that monitor, just as there is inEVERY monitor in this house,” she said. Gene paled as the significance ofthis statement sunk in. “Did you know that, my darling… boy?””N-no,” Gene stammered. His rosy blush bloomed again. Charlotte wascharmed by the pink flush at the base of his long (for a boy) neck. “Doesthat mean that Step-Father has seen… everything… Everything I’ve beendoing?””Yes, sweetie,” Charlotte purred into his delicate little ear, brushing itwith her lipstick. She slided her hands forward into the broad sleeves ofGene’s tank-top, caressing his still-hairless chest and puffy littlenipples. “Step-Father has seen everything. He and I have been talkingabout it for weeks now.” She ran her long, slim hands down his belly, thenwithdrew them from the tank-top.Gene arched his back, trying to prolong the contact. He need not haveworried, because her hands quickly returned to the waistband of his jerseymaterial shorts and slid them down. He blushed again as he realized shewould see his naked ass — he had skipped underwear when dressing so hecould get dressed quickly when he entered the boudoir. Charlotte smiled upat the camera, knowing Ted would be as delighted by this development as shewas. She turned Gene to face her and examined his now naked-from-the waistdown body. Gene’s legs were long and colt-like, with graceful, curvy feet,just like his mother. He was about his mother’s height and weight,too… which is part of what made Charlotte and Ted’s plan so…Like his mother, Gene seemed to have discovered the pleasures of shavinghis pubes — they were hairless and smooth, either because of shaving orbecause he simply wasn’t that hairy naturally. Charlotte was delighted bythis feature… and amused by the incongruity of a now swelling, full-sizedpenis between such girlish legs.”Yes, Gene… or should I say, Jeanie,” Charlotte asked, stroking Gene’slightly-fuzzed thighs and looking directly at Gene’s penis, with a clinicalinterest. “Your Step-father and I have been talking. We’ve been talkingabout your future. Now, sweetie, we both know what a miserable failure youare as a student. You’re probably distracted by all those handsome youngmen in your classes… aren’t you,” she asked, suddenly gripping Gene’spenis in her long-nailed hand, her eyes flashing with… not anger exactly.Gene reacted predictably: he flinched and the blush showed on his bellynow, beneath his flimsy tank-top.”Aren’t you,” Charlotte purred again, moving forward so that Gene couldfeel her hot breath on his throbbing penis. “Aren’t you, baby,” sherepeated, pumping his dickie.”Yes,” Gene murmured.”Yes, what,” adana escort bayan Charlotte asked sweetly, digging her razor-sharp nails lightlyinto his penis, not hard enough to break the skin.”Yes, Mummy!””Yes, darling, that’s right.”She quickly kissed the head of Gene’s prick, leaving a smudge of lipstick,then released him.”Now, what you might not have known is that your step-father and I havebeen… hmm… changing our relationship. Ted (which is what you shouldcall him now) is getting tired of me. No, no, don’t object,” she said,responding to Gene’s surprised look and playfully caressing hisballs. “Tired may be the wrong word. Ted’s a man of huge appetites and hewants a new toy. Don’t worry, baby… Mummy will still have all herdelicious toys and scrumptious wardrobe. Ted likes the idea of me being asuper-hot cougar on the prowl. He just wants something new to spice up hislife. Eventually, I may want to move on, too… which is why your realeducation is about to begin.”Charlotte reached up and gently pushed Gene down to his knees. “Now, baby,lesson one is that when Mummy is talking, you can always be using yourmouth productively… start by kissing Mummy’s toes.”Gene blushed again, wondering whether Mummy had been looking at the nastyfiles he kept on his laptop… of course she had. Gene removed one of herinsanely expensive high-heeled sandals and sniffing her patrician toes.She moved her foot forward, toying with Gene’s puffy lower lip, then movingher big toe into his soft mouth. Spreading her legs and slowly bringingher arched foot up, she led Gene closer to her fragrant crotch.”Now, sweetie, move your mouth from my sweet little toe to my even sweeterpussy,” she said as he settled his mouth on her pussy. She placed a handon each side of his head and guided it until he was licking just the rightspot. “I’m going to call you Jeanie from now on, baby: spelledJ-E-A-N-I-E. I’ve ordered you some darling little monogrammed underthings.I know, I know — it’s a little… ooh, that’s right, that’s where Mummylikes it… it is a little girly… but you can buy sluttier things foryourself when you get older. Mmmmmmm””Now here is your next lesson,” Charlotte said, pulling Jeanie’scum-smeared face up from her pussy and turning Jeanie’s face so she couldbreath her next words directly into his/her shell-like little ear. “If youplay your cards right, you’ll be able to bang as many hot boys andgirls… and boy-girls… as you like, and you’ll never have to work a dayin your sexy little life.”It was late. Ted looked at his watch again and continued to think aboutthe last few years. They were paying off as certainly the most pleasurableinvestment of his life. Shortly after their intimate, boudoirconversation, things had begun to change quickly. Gone were all of Gene’sboy-things. In their place, a replica of Charlotte’s elaborately equippedboudoir. Jeanie’s mother had hired a lady’s maid and a personal trainer tobuild the plaything that Ted desired. Periodically, doctors, manicurists,beauticians, tattoo artists, piercing artists, and stylists would consult,but the trainer — an imperious little bitch, named Devon, selectedpersonally by Charlotte, taught Jeanie everything she needed to know aboutpleasing boys and girls, as well as the slutty etiquette lessons Jeaniewould need to enjoy her life.Jeanie learned how to flirt outrageously, how to remove her underwear inpublic places, how to suck a cock or lick an asshole or pussy, how togracefully remove a pubic hair from her mouth… and so on. Jeanie learnedhow to accommodate huge plugs in here tight escort adana little ass, and she learned todo kegel exercises to keep her ass-pussy as tight as could be expected.Jeanie also learned how to arch her toes in the way that Ted liked best,and, using a practice dummy at first, Jeanie also learned to ride a man’sface, gently pushing out a load of captured semen into a waiting mouth.Jeanie needed practice boys to do that training. She recruited them byhanging out at the nearby colleges and universities wearing a microscopicminiskirt that barely covered her silk-covered balls, let alone her plump,thong-split ass. She would wear high, platform heels, a cropped, v-necktop with long, loose sleeves, which showed off her spectacular newartificial breasts. Around her neck was a broad, velvet choker — not toconceal her Adam’s apple, which had been shaved almost immediately afterbeginning her new life — but just to highlight her beautiful neck. Herlong, honey-colored hair was drawn up in two plush pigtails. She wasboy-bait.She would bring the boys home to her special room and suck their sweatyboy-cocks until they didn’t care that her dangling penis was often biggerthan their own. They would let their tight balls slap her large, danglingones, while they fucked her ass-pussy. Jeanie would look up at the monitorand wink, knowing her step-father was watching her training carefully. Asthe young swain blew his load in her perfect ass, she would blow a kiss atthe monitor, and then quickly turn around, sitting on the training model,while licking the boy’s cock clean. The training model would buzzpleasantly, its latex lips sucking shit and cum out of her asshole, whileshe extracted another load with her mouth.It was late. The door down the hall from Ted’s room opened and he heardthe click clack of high-heels fading away toward Jeanie’s room. Tedreached over, finishing his drink and following the sound down the hall.When he arrived in the doorway, Jeanie was seated in a way that heremembered Jeanie’s mother sitting, after a night on the town. Backstraight, gazing at her disheveled face in the mirror and removing hermakeup.In a moment, Ted would be at her feet, removing her heels sucking her toesas she told him about the men and occasional women that had used her. Shewould tell him about the big dicks, the slick pussies, the sweaty assholesshe had orally pleasured. Ted would work his way up her long, long legs,kissing the runs in her stockings as he got to the silky tops of herstockings. Then, she would smile down at him and tell him to lie down onthe floor. She would slip her heels back on.Then, Jeanie would straddle his face, letting Ted worship her nearly emptyballsack for a while, smelling her randy sweat before he began licking herperfect, dirty, slimy asshole.”Yeah,” she would murmur. “Mmmmmmm… Where was I? Oh, yes. So Derekstarted pumping my ass with that short, thick cock of his. I could smellhis cologne as he crushed my dick and balls between our bellies. My dickiegot sooo hard, Daddy. Precum lubed my silky belly while he spermed myasshole. I pulled off of him and slipped in my usual buttplug to save histreat for you, Daddy. And then, Daddy… you know what?”Ted mumbled from between her asscheeks, sucking her anus and slurping everybit of Derek’s cum (and Jeanie’s messy shit) from her hot little hole.”You know what I did next,” she repeated, then, suddenly, stood, toweringover Ted in her heels. She squatted back down, bringing her swinging,filthy dick to her step-father’s lips. “I fucked him in the ass until hecried like a little girl. Can you taste him on my prickie? Hm? Can you?Daddy? Can you taste his shit on my dick?”Yes, in a moment, all that would happen. In the moments before it wouldbegin, Ted savored the moment and smiled.”Like Mother, like Daugther, right Jeanie?”

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