The Breakfast Club Part 2 - Katrina Revisits by Karen
The Breakfast Club Part 2 - Katrina Revisits
Warning: This story is meant for adults only. It involves scat activities between women and girls. It is a fantasy and all names are fictitious.
Katrina couldn't wait to revisit the Breakfast Club. Her first meeting there had made her achieve many orgasms and such a wonderful menu... she just couldn't wait any longer to revisit that elegant dining area. Her last meeting was six weeks ago to this day.
The first meeting was arranged for a 9:00 appointment and the waitress who had served her was such an elegant girl, she wanted to get there earlier so that she might be served by that lovely girl. For the life of her, she couldn't remember the girl's name or had forgot to ask it when she was there.
This time, Katrina arrived about 7:00 A.M. She remembered the young girl telling her that she also served, but earlier in the morning... so Katrina arrived there early in hopes of eating from that lovely girl.
Arriving at the Breakfast Club, Katrina was once again stopped by the high metal fence. Pressing the speaker button, she identified herself to the guard and was soon admitted. There wasn't near as many cars this time, maybe because it was earlier. Katrina prayed she would be able to have the girl who had served her last... do the more natural thing this time.
Entering the main corridor, she was met by another young girl wearing nothing but an apron. This young girl led Katrina down the row of empty dining tables and seated her. Once again she received a menu, but Katrina waved it aside.
"The last time I was here, there was a young girl who waited on me... I can't remember if I asked her name or not, but she was so nice to me..." Katrina began.
"Would madam care to see all the girls again?" the aproned girl asked.
"Yes, that would be nice," Katrina felt the wetness begin.
Within moments, several girls were gathered around Katrina's table. Katrina searched each girl's face to remember and finally found the girl she was looking for.
"That's her!" Katrina pointed at the girl.
The aproned waitress waved the others away until only she and the waitress from the last time remained.
"Do you remember me?" Katrina smiled warmly.
Her waitress from last time searched Katrina's face..."No, I don't think so."
Katrina turned to the aproned waitress, "Would you leave us alone for a few minutes?"
The aproned girl turned and left.
"Sit down, honey," Katrina invited the girl.
"Well... unless you're planning on breakfast... ?" The girl seemed unsure of herself.
"OH YES!" Katrina gleefully remarked. "Breakfast I do want... from you... but first, I want to take you back to last time."
The girl seated herself, "Madam, perhaps if you would care to give me some idea of your last visit with us?"
"Of course, honey," Katrina reached out for the girl's hands across the table. "You took me back into another area... you know, that room with the hole in the floor?"
The girl still studied Katrina's face.
"I offered you a $100 bill but you refused it. When I left I was all weak kneed."
For several moments the girl studied Katrina's face. "Were you wearing a red mini?"
"Yes," Katrina answered, hoping now the girl might be remembering her.
All at once the girl laughed, "Now I remember you... you were so weak kneed you stumbled and I had to help you away from the table."
"That's right," Katrina was very happy the girl remembered her. "I forgot to ask your name last time."
"It's Courtney," the girl smiled back..."and you are wanting me to provide your breakfast?"
"OH YES, VERY MUCH!" Katrina squeezed Courtney's hands.
"Well, I haven't gone yet... but it will be shortly, maybe an hour if you can wait that long," the girl laughed.
"Very well... I will wait just for you," Katrina excitedly answered.
"Will you be wanting a girl below you again?" Courtney asked.
"Yes... if that would be possible," Katrina answered.
Courtney leaned over the table, "There is a woman who is with us once in awhile. She's not as young as me, about your age, I'll go check with the manager to see if she will be with us this morning."
"Wait a minute, what's so special about this one... is she not a young girl?" Katrina whispered back.
Courtney smiled back, "You'll see... but it will cost you more."
"Wait a minute," Katrina urged Courtney. "More money, and she's not young... I don't think so..."
"If I remember everything from last time... I'm VERY sure you'll want this woman once you know her erotic secret..." and Courtney bounced away.
Katrina thought for several minutes about this arrangement when the waitress returned. "Is madam ready to order?"
"I think Courtney is checking on something for me... with the manager," Katrina said to the waitress.
Courtney returned in a few minutes, "The manager is checking for you. If I don't miss my guess, you'll LOVE this woman."
"Tell me, honey, don't keep me in suspense, what's so special about this woman?" Katrina pleaded.
Courtney laughed..."You're so impatient. I remember that of you last time, you couldn't refrain from anything we offered."
Katrina nodded her head, "This was all so new to me and so very exciting!"
The manager arrived at Katrina's table. She was a tall blonde woman, earrings dangling low, and her straight hair hung to her waist.
"So... you're the one that would like to see Robin?"
"Well, I don't know this woman's name..." Katrina answered.
"She will cost you more," the blonde manager said.
"How much more?" Katrina answered.
"$300," the blonde manager answered.
Katrina looked up at Courtney who only smiled and nodded 'yes'.
"OK..." Katrina replied.
The blonde manager got up..."In about an hour," and she walked away.
"Can you wait an hour?" Katrina asked Courtney.
"I think so," Courtney wiggled her hips and laughed. "Think you can wait that long?"
"Now... we need to leave this dining area," Courtney said. "I'll take you into one of rooms in the back where you can watch TV or something... but don't masturbate."
"I'll try, but right now I'm about to explode. My pussy is very wet right now," Katrina shivered.
"Why don't I get you a girl for some good pussy eating? A girl will give you maybe three orgasms before I come for you," Courtney grinned. "Would you like that?"
"I don't think so at this time," Katrina replied. "I'm thinking of something long and brown."
Courtney laughed, "That you shall get in about an hour... so come with me." Courtney took Katrina into a rear room, again everything was immaculate in decor.
The hour went by very slow for Katrina. Several times she found herself slipping her fingers into the wet grove between her legs. The minutes ticked by very slowly... but finally...
Courtney returned, "It's time, shit-eater."
"Is Robin here yet?" Katrina asked.
"Yes, she got here about ten minutes ago," Courtney replied, "so let's go get ready for her."
Courtney led Katrina into the very same room that Katrina was in during her previous visit. There Courtney had two other girls waiting.
Courtney climbed up on the table, turning her ass to the plate and within a few seconds had deposited a medium soft turd that equaled the one Katrina had eaten her previous meeting her. It was the color and consistency of soft peanut butter. The odor was soft, not cloying to the nostrils.
Courtney climbed down and the second girl climbed up on the table, her ass right over the plate. She released the sauce, a yellowish-green in color, that dribbled out in spurts all over the top of Courtney's turd. T he third girl had taken Katrina's glass, placed it up her pussy lips and filled the glass with her stream of urination. Katrina was all set for her breakfast.
Katrina looked down and back.
Courtney nodded her head, "Robin will be with you shortly," and turned to leave.
"Will I see you before I leave?" Katrina asked Courtney.
"Of course," Courtney smiled. "Enjoy your meal," and was gone.
Again Katrina looked down between her legs towards the door leading in from the rear. Still nothing. Katrina picked up her knife and fork, sawed off a section of this freshness and slid in into her mouth. She chewe d several times before she swallowed, feeling the shit sliding into her stomach.
The back door opened. Another blonde woman walked in and came around towards Katrina's front. "I understand you wanted to see me?" "Yes... in a way... you know what I want?" Katrina asked.
"Yes... I also understand you're not familiar with me," Robin said. "You know nothing of my talent?"
"Courtney recommended you to me," Katrina said.
"She's such a sweet girl... go on, keep eating your meal. I will show you my special talent." Slowly Robin opened her mouth and extended her tongue. When she finished, her tongue was a full six inches out of her mouth!
"WOW!" Katrina exclaimed. "That is the longest tongue I've ever seen!" Robin withdrew her tongue and smiled, "Lady, would you like to feel this up your holes?"
"That would be delightful!" Katrina managed to say..."but you know what I really want?"
"Of course I do, that is why I'm down here in the pit," Robin laughed. "Spread your legs out, honey."
Katrina spread her legs out wide, hooking them through the sides behind the front legs.
At once Katrina felt the long tongue laving across her cuntal area. It quivered slightly as it drew back up across her clit, pushing the hood back.
"OOOOH!" Katrina swooned.
Then Katrina felt the tongue tip digging into her cunt and she looked down. Robin's eyes were locked on Katrina's as her tongue slid into Katrina's cunt.
"OOOOH!" Katrina gasped. "That feeling is divine!"
Robin started sliding her tongue in and out of Katrina's cunt... slowly at first, then faster.
Katrina looked down at the pile of shit on her plate. Taking a big bite in her mouth, she chewed it as she watched in awe as the tongue continued to slid in and out of her cunt. Katrina was close to an orgasm... then she felt the lovely tongue leave her cunt. Wide-eyed, she looked down.
"Pull your knees up high, lady," Robin said.
Still chewing, Katrina did as asked and felt her buttocks being spread.
"Lady, would you like to feel my tongue sliding up your crapper? Deep?" Robin asked as she started licking at Katrina's asshole.
"YES! Push that beautiful tongue deep up my crapper. It will get brown!" Katrina watched.
"I know," Robin remarked. "Your rectum is full right now, isn't it?"
"Yes," Katrina rasped. "Dirty, brown crap is up there!"
Robin started sliding her tongue up into the tight channel, deeper and deeper it slid until Robin's lips were pressed up tight around Katrina's asshole.
"OH YES!" Katrina sighed. "Can you taste me now?"
Robin's tongue withdrew, slightly covered with a brown coating. She slid her tongue into her mouth then and wallowed her tongue around in her mouth.
"Oh yes! That's it!" Katrina quivered. "I'm gonna come! I'm coming!"
Robin's tongue instantly drove up into Katrina's cunt as Katrina climaxed, driving back and forth until the spasms seized, then pulled out. "Honey, your meal is getting cold."
Katrina again slapped a big mouthful into her mouth, chewing open mouthed as she looked down at Robin.
Robin's tongue went back up Katrina's asshole, with much more ease this time. Robin's tongue, now coated with Katrina's pussy juice, slid in easily. Then Robin began moving her tongue back and forth within Katrina's rectum.
As Katrina's lust built, she sawed off section after section for her mouth, chewing this as she watched Robin making love to her rectum, orally.
As Katrina was finishing her slippery turd, she reached another violent orgasm. Through glazed eyes she watched Robin who by now had brown streaks running over her chin, over her cheeks, down her neck... all from this oral fucking she was giving Katrina. Her saliva mixed with the packed rectum was browning her face good.
Katrina reached down and back, spreading her cheeks open wider for this oral invasion, feeling every slippery, slimy inch of Robin's tongue as it crawled up her love tunnel, her rear love tunnel. This was just too much for Katrina as she slumped forward, releasing her hold on her buttocks so they slapped against Robin's facial cheeks.
Withdrawing her tongue, Robin asked, "Lady, are you all right?"
"Yes... just a little faint from all this torrid excitement," Katrina moaned back, releasing a fart that splattered Robin's face.
"Oooh," Robin moaned into Katrina's asshole.
"You want more of that?" Katrina asked.
Robin just nodded her head.
Katrina felt another fart building deep, and held it back a moment before releasing it. Again it splattered all over Robin's face.
"I really splattered your face this time, it's dripping down over your breasts to the floor," Katrina looked down.
"Watch this," Robin said, withdrawing her tongue. Setting the tip of her tongue into Katrina's asshole, the shit within Katrina's rectum fairly oozed out, coating Robin's tongue.
"Oh shit, are you ever nasty!" Katrina exclaimed.
Robin drew her tongue into her mouth to slurp off the brown coating then shoved it back up into Katrina's rectum. Again the brown ooze came out from Katrina's dilated asshole. Again and again she did this until she ha d emptied Katrina's rectum. She then began to just lick and suck at Katrina's asshole. For several minutes she did this, finally stopping and standing on the chair below Katrina. "Lick my face clean now."
At once Katrina bent forward, licking and sucking up the brown juice that covered Robin's face. It took her several minutes to get Robin's face reasonably clean.
"Wow! This was even better than my last visit here!" Katrina remarked. "I can't wait to see you again!"
Robin left and within minutes the waitress came in. "Did you enjoy your meal?"
"Yes... very much," Katrina exclaimed.
"Well, the manager would like to see you after you've paid your bill," the waitress said as she cleared away the plate and silverware.
"Whatever for?" Katrina asked.
The waitress just smiled.
Katrina went out and paid her bill and asked where she could find the manager. A door was pointed out to her and she went to it and knocked.
"Come in," a voice sounded.
Katrina stepped through the door to find the manager waiting.
"Hello, sweetie. I asked your waitress to send you to me after you finished your meal," the manager smiled. "Did you enjoy your meal?"
"It was wonderful... but that Robin! She was the very best I've ever experienced!" Katrina fanned her face.
"You really enjoyed her then?" the manager smiled.
"That was wild!" Katrina shifted her hips. "But why did you send for me? I'm curious. Did I did something wrong? Request something out of the ordinary?"
The manager laughed. "No... no, nothing like that. You could not request something out of the ordinary here. But... I was wondering if you might like to go to work for me?"
"Me?" Katrina questioned. "You mean do something like Robin did? I don't have a tongue that long!"
"Katrina, you wouldn't need a tongue as long as Robin's... it does help tremendously, but it's not necessary. I have several younger women who come in looking for an older woman like you."
"I'm only 29," Katrina reminded the manager.
"Yes, I know what your age is. The lady who recommended you to come over here, she told me of your age," the manger announced. "You see, quite often I have younger girls come in here. You know, 18-19 year olds who want to use an older woman. An older woman who has not lost her beauty... and I must say you are a very beautiful woman. A woman a lot of young girls would love to use."
"I don't understand," Katrina remarked, suddenly very interested in this prospect. "How might I help these young girls?"
"Well, Robin said you had a very flexible asshole... couple this with your appetite... that is what I need right now," the manager remarked.
"Sure my asshole is flexible... but isn't every woman this way?" Katrina asked.
"No... not at all. From what Robin said you took her tongue rather easily, that is very difficult for most women," the manager said.
"You mean to say, I have a big asshole?" Katrina asked.
"Well... that would be a cruel way to express it... but yes. Your asshole was meant to be used," the manager said.
"I never thought of that," Katrina sat back.
"Well?" the manager asked.
"Er... I... well I really don't know what to tell you," Katrina blabbered.
"You give me your phone number... and the next time I get these girls, I'll call you... OK?" the manager smiled.
Katrina scribbled her phone number onto a pad and gave it to the manager.
"A phone call will come between 6:00 A.M. and 9:00 A.M. Does this interfere with your daily life?" the manager asked.
"No... none at that time. But tell me... could this be any day?" Katrina asked.
The manager nodded her head. "Does this pose a problem for you? Being available any day? Keep in mind though, you would provide a service for a young lady, or ladies only once a week."
"More than one?" Katrina questioned.
"Sure... but from your first trip here, I understand you have a big appetite," the manager laughed.
Katrina blushed, "Yes."
"Fine," the manager stood. "Don't be surprised if you hear from me in a week... OK?"
"Alright... in a week then." Katrina left the 'Breakfast Club' with a whole new scheme of things to come.
NOTE: This story was not written by me. The author would like to correspond with other lesbians or bi-women, by regular mail, with similar interests. Email [email protected]
This story is part of White Shadow's Nasty Stories.
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