Going Home Again – Chapter 2

Candy is sweet for Babygirl to eat! And she tastes delicious!

About 10 minutes later, Candy comes out of Mommy’s bedroom. She asks, “So Babygirl, ya’ll moved in now? Have ya seen your room?”

“No, Candy, Mommy said that I didn’t need to bring my stuff in yet, but I would really like to get my stuff out of my car. Get my clothes and my toiletries, sleepwear, stuff like that.”

“Ya ain’t gonna need none of that, Babygirl, but I’ll help ya’ll get yer stuff, so cum’on, let’s go.
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I walk over to the couch and pick up my skirt and t-shirt, Candy stops me, “Naw, ya don’t need none o’ that, cum’on, daylight’s fadin’ fast!”

“But, Candy, I’m naked!”

“So? People ‘round here seen nekked girls b’fore, ol’ man ‘cross the street get’s his cookies off couple times a week. He’s usually sittin’ on the porch wearin’ his robe and his wrinkly ol’ pecker hangin’ out!”

Candy can see the concern in my wrinkled brow. “’K, tell ya what, I’ll get nekked and go out there with ya!” And Candy pulls her scrubs top over her head and turns her back to me, “Unhook my boulder holder fer me, Babygirl!”

I unhook her bra, and she shrugs it off, turns back to face me and wiggles her big titties back and forth, then cups and lifts them up, showing me her pierced nipples. I am amazed and can’t help but stare. Candy giggles, grabs the gold rings in her nipples and lifts her tits up, just by holding the rings. I continue to stare, and my nipples get hard as I imagine how much that must have hurt.

Candy shrugs out of her scrub’s bottoms and panties, steps out and kicks her foot, tossing her scrubs and panties into the air. Her scrubs land in front of me, but her panties land on top of my head. Candy giggles, “Oops, sorry Babygirl!” and she steps up to me, her tits touching mine, and puts her hand on top of the panties on top of my head. She slides the panties down my face, the wet gusset of her panties leaves a trail of her juices down my forehead, nose, and Candy’s hand stops, with the wet gusset on my lips. “Taste ‘em, Babygirl! Taste my pussy, lick those panties like a good little girl!”

As my lips part, my tongue slides out, and Candy’s four fingers push the panties in, coating my tongue with her flavors, and I am so happy that it tastes so good! Candy moves her fingers back and forth, making sure that my tongue can taste all of her deliciousness. I softly moan and suck on her fingers. “Oh Babygirl, that is so fuckin’ hot!” and she pulls her fingers out of my mouth but leaves the panties hanging out. She then hugs me tight and hard, and moves back and forth, rubbing my tits all around hers. She kisses me, and sticks her tongue into my mouth, and we both taste her panty’s. She holds the kiss for several seconds, caressing my butt and squishing my tits into her.

She steps back and says, “’K, let’s go get yer stuff!” and I start to remove her panties from my mouth and she says, “Naw, Babygirl, ya’ll keep suckin’ on ‘em, I want ya to learn my taste, an’ th’ ol’ fucker ‘cross the street will probly get a nut when you take my panties over to him.”

I yank the panties out of my mouth and say, “What?”

*slap*

“Owww!”

“Dammit, Babygirl, I told ya to keep suckin’ my panties.” She grabs the panties out of my hand and grabs a handful of my hair then shoves about half of her panties into my mouth. Her four fingers pushing deep into my mouth, pushing the panties into my throat. “Now, Babygirl, ya’ll gonna keep suckin’ my panties, ain’t ya?” With her thumb under my chin and fingers in my mouth, she nods my head yes for me. “Good, Babygirl, ya’ll don’t wanna go and piss me off! I’ll spank yer ass right out there in the middle of the fuckin’ street! Understand me, Babygirl?”

Again, Candy nods my head yes for me. Candy finds my bag and dumps it out on the floor, “Get yer keys, Babygirl.” I drop to my hands and knees and sort through my stuff and find my key fob and press the button to unlock my car. She grabs my hand and we walk out to my car.

There, on the porch across the street, sits an older guy, and I remember years ago, that’s where Mr. Jackson lived. He’s older, bald, potbellied, but that is definitely Mr. Jackson. Candy waves and grabs my hand and pulls it up and waves at Mr. Jackson. “Cum’on Babygirl, let’s go introduce ya to the ol’ fucker.”

I mumble ‘That’s Mr. Jackson, he lived there when I was a little girl.’ Candy is pulling me down the walk, and we walk naked across the street, Candy whispers, “When ya introduce yerself, hand him the panties. I’ll bet ya th’ ol’ fucker has his pecker in his hand.” I pull the panties out of my mouth and whisper back, “I know him, he lived here when I was younger.” Candy glares at me so I shove the panties back into my mouth. Damn she tastes like cinnamon and strawberries.

She walks me right up on the porch in front of Mr. Jackson’s chair. I pull the panties out and say, ‘Hello Mr. Jackson, I’m Kathy, I grew up over there, you and my dad would drink beer and work on old cars in our garage.”

“Kathy? I’ll be damned!” He stands up and holds his hand out flat, right about here my nipple is, “I remember when you was only this tall!” and he moves his hand back and forth, inches from my nipple and Candy pushes me forward. My. Jackson’s fingers poke into my tits, and he grabs it, and I put my right hand out to stop myself from bumping into him, and his robe opens, exposing his old, wrinkled cock, and I stare as I can actually see it filling with blood and getting harder and harder.

Candy kicks the back of my left knee, and I fall to my knees, Mr. Jackson’s cock right there. I put my left hand out to stop myself, and the panties I am holding wrap around the head of his cock. Mr. Jackson grabs my hand and wraps my fingers around his cock and holds them there, then slowly starts jacking himself off with Candy’s panties and my hand. “Little Kathy, I use t’ jack off thinkin’ about yer tight little ass! Your daddy used t’ let me fuck yer momma right there in the garage.” And I remember many times Dad would stand outside the side door of the garage and keep us kids away for a while, then I would see Mom walk out followed by Mr. Jackson.

“I kept askin’ yer Daddy when he was gonna let me fuck you an’ yer brother, but he kept sayin’ No. I did get yer brother to suck my cock a few times, but I imagine his best suck wouldn’t hold a candle to how well yer gonna suck my cock right now!” And his hand is on the back of my head, and I feel sick to my stomach. Mr. Jackson is rubbing his cock back and forth across my lips, his pre-cum coating like lip gloss. “Oh, little Kathy, I’ve wanted to do this for many, many years!”

Candy kneels behind me and shoves her finger into my asshole and I gasp. As my lips separate, Mr. Jackson’s cock slides in. He tastes like old man smell and I almost vomit. “Young Miss Candy here’s brought a couple of the girls over here to introduce ‘em, but ain’t none of ‘em got my cock as hard seeing your titties little Kathy. Ohhh fuuuck!” and he pushes his cock into my throat. I remembered when my husband used to do that, and I relax and let his cock enter. It isn’t long before I feel his smelly pubes tickle my nose.

Candy asks, “So Babygirl, ya’ll on birth control or anything?” and I shake my head no. “Good girl! Mr. Jackson, ya’ll can fuck her mouth more later, but right now she wants ya t’ bend her over th’ porch rail there and fuck her puss and fill it full of yer cummies!” I panic and try to pull off of his cock but Candy leans against my back then shoves another finger into my ass. Mr. Jackson is fucking my throat, holding my head with both hands. Candy stands and pulls my butt up until I am standing, bent over with a cock in my mouth and her fingers in my ass. I can feel my heartbeat in my nipples, and I think my pussy juices are running down my leg. I think ‘Oh my gawd, no, he can’t cum in my pussy!’

Mr. Jackson pulls out of my mouth and Candy walks me to the porch rail and I lean over it, my tits rubbing the bush below. ‘No please, don’t fuck me!’, is what I want to say, but no words come out of my mouth. Candy still has two fingers in my asshole and when I feel Mr. Jackson’s cock part my pussy lips, Candy pulls her fingers out and I have an orgasm. As I shudder, my pussy opens up and I am not sure if he pushes or if my pussy sucked his cock in.

Candy says, “Oh, Babygirl, you are such a slut, he hadn’t even fucked ya yet ‘fore ya’ll had an orgasm!” And my pussy sucks more of his cock in, or he pushes, but it feels so fucking good! “Mr. Jackson, ya’ll gonna love suckin’ ‘em big ol titties o’ hers when they fill up with babymilk.” I swing my tits back and forth, the stiff branches scraping across my nipples. My pussy quivers, but my brain keeps screaming ‘No, don’t cum in me!’ but the messages do not get to my mouth. “O’ course, ya’ knock her up, an’ all ya’ll will have to get hitched!” I cum again, and I feel it run down the insides of my legs. “Her belly will git real big, and her boobies will fill up with milk, I’ll bet ya’ll would love to fuck her preggers pussy, an’ suck the milk out of her titties!” Mr. Jackson is fucking me, my nipples scraping the bushes. I feel his pubes tickle my butt, then he’s all in, fucking me slowly.

Cathy reaches over the porch rail and cups my tit, I turn and look at her. “Babygirl, we gonna have to milk them titties every day when you get preggers!” I start crying, but I am fucking back against Mr. Jackson’s cock. “I’ll bet men would pay us good money to fuck your pussy when yer belly’s full of baby!” Just the thought of other men fucking me pushes me over the edge, and had I not been laying over the porch rail, I would have dropped to the floor when that orgasm hits! My legs are like jelly, but Mr. Jackson is still slowly fucking me. He’s not nearly as big as my husband, but I have never cum so hard in my life!
Mr. Jackson is still slowly fucking me, and Candy speaks up, “Mr. Jackson, could ya cum in her so we can go get her shit out of her car ‘fore it gets dark? All ya’ll can fuck more later but we need to get stuff done!” then she reaches between his legs and grabs his balls, then pushes her thumb in his asshole. I feel her fingers rubbing against my pussy with each in stroke, and I feel Mr. Jackson tense up then he cums. And cums. My gawd, he must be in his 90’s but he’s cum more than my husband ever did. He gets five or six more strokes, then pulls me off the porch rail, and I drop to my knees and suck his limp cock into my mouth!
Candy and Mr. Jackson high-five while I clean his cock of his cum and my juices, and I notice his cum tastes better than his cock smells. Candy grabs my tit and pulls me to my feet, “I ‘magine she’ll be cummin’ back soon, Mr. Jackson. And she pulls me down the steps and down the walk. I heard Mr. Jackson ask, “Miss Candy, can I fuck her ass next time?” My ass clenches and my pussy spasms, “Damn Babygirl, I felt yer nipple stick out like it was trying to pinch itself in my hand. Hey Mr. Jackson, ya’ll can fuck her asshole if ya want!”

I feel my pussy spasm again. Candy pulls me to my car. I point out the couple of bags that I want, and she hands everything to me, stacking them up in my arms. She pulls me along to the house by tugging on my earlobe. We get in the house and I set my stuff on the table and Candy pulls me into Mommy’s bedroom. She straps the dildo gag around my head and fastens it tight.

“Git on yer hands and knees at the foot of the bed, facin’ the bed.” And I drop to my knees, Candy straps a leather cuff on each wrist. Then she grabs my right ankle and pulls me up so that I am doing a handstand. She cuffs my right ankle to the strap hanging on the right post and does the same to my left. Mommy just laughs as Candy presses a button on the footboard of the bed and the straps on my ankles tighten, pulling me up and spreading my legs. Mommy says, “Old Mr. Jackson fill her pussy?”

My legs are spread farther than any yoga position ever achieved. “Yup, gonna hang her here while I shave that nasty cunt hair off. And we can leave her hangin’ like this so the ol’ mans baby juice gets all up inside and gets her preggers!” Candy’s fingers rub my pussy, smearing my juices and Mr. Jackson’s cum all around. I can feel some of it running up my belly.

Candy grabs some scissors and starts snipping my pubes off short and let’s them fall on my tits and down on to my chin. When she gets them all cut short, she grabs a straight razor, “Babygirl, ya’ll better hold real still, or Momma might be sewing your pussy lips back on!” Candy uses his semen as lubricant and shaves me smooth, she then climbs up on Mommy’s bed and makes sure she shaves my butt cheeks too. Then I hear the hum of a vibrator, my pussy starts to tingle before I even feel it touch me. My pussy lips spread on their own as Candy slides a very large vibrator into my pussy and I feel it bottom out. Then she drapes the heavy power cord over me, holding the vibrator in place.

Mommy and Candy walked out of the room, leaving me there with the huge vibrating cock driving me crazy! I’m not sure how long I hung there, but my pussy juices have run down to my tits, mixing with the pubic hairs that had fallen on my tits. Mommy and Candy come back in and totally ignore me. They get into bed and from what I can hear, they are in a very passionate sixty-nine, and from the gasps, I’d say Mommy’s fat pussy was smothering Candy.

I am awakened by the bedroom door opening and the sunshine streaming through the windows. My legs are slowly lowered, the vibrator is turned off and makes a sloppy slurping sound when it is pulled out. My arms can’t hold me up and my back arches as I am lowered a bit more. Candy uncuffs my left leg, then my right leg and I fall flat on the floor. My wrists are released. I’m laying there in a pile of my pubic hair, pussy juices and my own slobber. Candy helps me up to my knees, then she hands me some paper towels and a trash can. “Momma want’s ya’ll to clean up that mess, then I’m s’posed to hose ya down ’fore Momma will let ya in the kitchen fer breakfast! Candy is petting and caressing my butt while I clean. I stop and sit back, Candy asks, “Ya’ll done?” I nod my head, the dildo flipping up and down.

Candy grabs my nipple and pulls me up, then we walk into Momma’s bathroom and Candy turns on the shower. Once she feels the water is warm enough, she pushes me in and gets in with me. She turns me around and lets the spray wash the hair and juices off my body. Once I have most of it is rinsed away, she pushes me to my knees, grabs my head and fucks her pussy with the dildo in my mouth. I wrap my arms around the back of her legs and using my neck and back, start fucking this chubby blonde beauty!

“Damn, Babygirl, yer purty good at that! Might have t’ keep you ‘round here and do that again!” Then she pushes me back, turns around and spreads her chubby cheeks, “Fuck my ass, Babygirl!” As I push forward, I think of Mr. Jackson fucking my ass, then I think of that black lady, Tyra, fucking my ass, then Mommy fucking my ass, and I cum, my fingers doing burnouts on my clit while I fuck Candy’s ass with the dildo sticking out of my mouth. My eyes are closed, but I see a bright flash, and I look sideways, and I can see Mommy taking pictures of me butt fucking Candy.

Mommy says, “Smile Babygirl! Just taking pictures for my photo album, and my insurance policy.” I continue fucking Candy’s butt when my tummy growls. Mommy laughs, “When Candy’s done, you two dry off and come to the dining room, breakfast’s waitin’.”

Candy’s chubby butt jiggles and shakes as she has an orgasm of her own. Then I pull away and stand up. Candy pulls me kinda close, and reaches behind my neck, unfastening the dildo gag and lets it fall to the floor of the shower, she squeezes me tight and sticks her tongue into my mouth, trying to touch my navel! All I can think of is that I want to sit on her face and feel that tongue in my pussy!

We dry each other off and walk hand in hand to the dining room. Mommy is at the end, and there are plates on either side, both filled full of food. Our plates both have 2 eggs, two sausage links, four strips of bacon and two slices of buttered toast. I’m hungry, but damn that is a lot of food. Mommy says, “Well, Babygirl, if the ol’ fucker knocked ya up, you’re gonna be eatin’ for two! And Candy, baby, you need to keep up your strength, going to school full time and takin’ care of me, we don’t want ya getting run down.”

I am stuffed and sit back, but there is still some food on my plate, so Mommy scoops up a spoonful and feeds it to me. I don’t understand why, but I like it. After Mommy has cleaned my plate by feeding it all to me, she says, “Ok, Babygirl, let’s show you to your room, and you can take a nap.” Candy says, “Babygirl, yer gonna love it, so pretty and girly!”

Mommy leads the way up the stairs, and I can see her fat ass under her dress. Candy keeps poking her finger at my butthole as I step up. We get to the landing, and Candy steps beside me and slips a finger into my butthole as we walk down the hall. I stop at the door to the room I saw last week that was so pretty, but Mommy says, “No, Babygirl, that’s Candy’s room, this is yours.” And she opens the door. There is a youth sized canopy bed, with leather straps wrapped around each post. The bedspread is Snow White laying there, peacefully asleep, but she is naked. There are stuffed Bears sitting around the room, and they all seem to have cocks between their legs. The dolls are all naked or dressed in leather bondage type outfits.

I am dumbfounded and just slowly look around the room. Part of me is worried, and the little girl part of me is making my pussy get wet. Mommy shows me the little Princess vanity with a lighted mirror. She then pulls out the dresser drawer and I see several pairs of ruffly panties, little ankle socks and thigh socks. The next drawer has t-shirts, the one on top has a picture of Ariel on it, another has Hello Kitty. All of these clothes are almost my size, and for some perverse reason, I imagine how my butt will look with all those ruffles.

Candy opens the closet and there are two rows of short little dresses, all with ruffles and bows. Candy takes out a pastel blue dress and holds it to my front. As I look closer at the dress, there doesn’t seem to be any material where my breasts would be. Candy pulls the dress off the hanger and unzips the side and holds it for me to step into. She helps pull it over my hips, it’s a little snug, and I was right, the top part is just the straps going down to the waist of the dress, my tits are just hanging there, and I swear I could see my nipples harden and poke out more as Candy zips the dress and I notice a strange little lock on the zipper. Mommy holds out a pair of pale blue ruffled panties and I step into them, and when they are pulled up snug against my pussy, Mommy presses a button on a remote control, and the panties start vibrating in my crotch! My knees get weak, and my legs turn to Jello as my orgasm radiates outward and explodes in my brain. I am going to be a baby girl milk cow if I get pregnant! And I cum again.

Mommy helps me to the bed, puts a 5 inch long cock pacifier in my mouth and as she and Candy step out, Mommy says, ”Sleep tight Babygirl, I’ll have Candy wake you up when it’s lunch time.” And she turns the vibrator to random intense pulses, then it stops, then slowly builds in intensity, then stops. My legs are twitching as my orgasms consume me. Mommy closes the door.