| Miss Satine's Cafe Dearest girls and guys – with this story, I am taking a risk and entering new territory. There are some things in this story that may not appeal to my regular readers, others of you may find this tale sexy and perverted. I hope those of you who enjoy it will continue the ride with me. Thanks and happy reading ~~Jen Laurel Caine let out a small sigh as she watched the students leaving her English class at the end of the day. Hers was one of the most popular classes at Westvale High and it was always filled to capacity. She knew why – at 5'10 tall and possessed of a wonderful set of natural 36C breasts, Laurel was a looker. Her auburn hair went down to her butt and she wasn't afraid to flaunt her looks, just on this side of modesty. She had been asked out by several of her colleagues, although she had accepted none of their offers. The divorced mother of two girls usually explained that being a mom of two young girls did not allow her time to date, but that was only partially true. She watched Coco Holland leave the classroom yet. Not quite 14, Coco possessed the body of a model and she knew it. The pretty strawberry blonde had legs as long as Laurel's and she wore miniskirts that had gotten her in trouble with the faculty on several occasions. She also wore heels that most girls her age wouldn't have been caught dead in, stiletto heels that had 4-inch heels. Laurel found herself wondering how Coco afforded them and why her parents didn't object to the way the young girl dressed. She was an absolutely yummy little piece of Candy, and what's more, the girl knew it. Despite her innocent face, Coco's face seemed to wear a perpetual naughty smile. Laurel liked the bright, inquisitive student – she liked her a lot. It was still early and Laurel needed a snack. It was too early for dinner and she didn't think her girls would be home from school yet. As she drove the short distance to her home, she noticed that there was a pretty new café in the strip mall a few blocks from her condominium. Coffee and a sweet treat sounded very appealing, so she pulled into the parking lot and went in. Instantly, the warmth of the café took away some of the cold of the cool winter's day. As if out of nowhere, a beguiling woman appeared. Laurel gasped because this woman did not dress like a typical barista, not in the slightest. She was wearing an outfit that was entirely made out of a reddish-brown leather and was skin tight. It hugged a very impressive set of breasts and legs that were longer than Laurel's own. The woman had to be at least 6" in height and the boots she wore – which matched her outfit – brought her height to about 6'3". Her hair was a slightly different shade of auburn than Laurel's and longer still. Her eyes – Laurel knew that she had to be hallucinating, because they appeared to be red. She blinked as she looked at this woman and saw that she had been mistaken, the eyes were a deep shade of brown, almost as black as midnight. "I am Satine and welcome to my café," the woman spoke in a voice that at once thrilled and chilled Laurel. "I haven't seen you here before." "No, I haven't been here before," Laurel said and extended her hand. Satine's touch was like velvet, but red-hot velvet. Laurel felt herself flush at the touch of the exotic creature in front of her. "I'm Laurel Caine, I teach at Westvale and I live just a few blocks from here. I thought some coffee and cake would be a nice treat after the day I've had." "I have a wonderful dark roast that is fresh and I just made a Devil's Food cake that is to die for," Satine said, still focusing her eyes on Laurel. "Allow me to buy you a coffee as way of introduction. I like making new friends, if you will allow me to sit with you?" She smiled. Laurel wouldn't have wanted anything more at that point. Satine got her the coffee and cake and Laurel couldn't tear her eyes away. Every move the woman made was so fluid and sensual; there was just something about her that got to Laurel. If Satine had suggested they go somewhere and have sex, Laurel would have followed her in a heartbeat. It had been too long since she had felt a passionate desire like this. Furthermore, she was certain that Satine knew that without her saying a word. Satine sat down at the table beside her and crossed those long, sleek legs. Her smile spoke volumes. Laurel sensed that Satine was a unique, incredible woman and that you could know her for a thousand years and only scratch the surface of the mysteries she held. "Difficult day?" Satine asked as she offered condiments for Laurel's dark coffee. "Teaching is rewarding, but there are moments where you want to scream," Laurel nodded. "Young boys can be unruly and the girls have their own issues," she answered. "Ah, but they can also be so beautiful," Satine told her with an odd smile. "There is such an interesting combination of innocence and seductiveness at that age, one often sees girls becoming aware of their erotic potential," she said to Laurel. Laurel nodded, thinking of Coco. "I do have this one student …" She said and then, she kept quiet. She wasn't sure if she should be discussing her little crush on the girl with someone who was a virtual stranger. "I am sure you were a very naughty young woman at that age," Satine smiled with a tilt of her head. Something about this woman continued to beguile Laurel. She seemed as if she could crawl into Laurel's head and that Laurel could tell her things she would not have dared discuss with another woman, even her best girlfriends. "I was a wild child who didn't play by the rules," Laurel admitted. "I had a job when I was 12, so I bought my own clothes and I dressed however I liked," she said to Satine, who seemed to be hanging on every word. "I teased a lot, because I had a hot body by the time I was 14 and I knew it. I was almost as tall as I am now and I developed early. Because of that, I had sex for the first time at that age and I liked it – a lot!" She confessed. "Sex is the best feeling in the world," Satine smiled. Laurel knew all at once that Satine shared her hedonistic philosophy and lived for sexual gratification. "I had both of my daughters by the time I was 20," Laurel confessed. "I should have been more careful, but all I cared about back then was sex, sex and more sex!" "But you don't care much for men," Satine told her, staring into Laurel's hazel eyes. "Am I right?" Laurel was stunned. How had Satine known? She nodded. "How did you …?" Satine smiled and sat back, almost flaunting her perfect body. "I can tell these kinds of things. Men do have their uses, but they aren't for someone … like you. Do you have a lover?" Laurel felt compelled to tell the truth to this mysterious stranger. "No, not at the moment. I've had – lovers – but as a teacher, I have to be careful. Plus, I can't very well bring home strangers to my home, not with two impressionable girls living with me." "They don't know?" "I'm really not sure what they know," Laurel answered. "They're smart girls, Ashley is 13 and Becky is almost 14. I think they know I prefer women …" Laurel told a tiny white lie "… but I've never come out and said it to them directly." "You need to get laid," Satine said to her directly. "You need to get some nice girl-fucking and live out a fantasy." Laurel chuckled and shivered at the same time. She wondered how much Satine could sense about her carnal desires. "Easier said than done," she said to the woman. "Not necessarily," Satine smiled. She pulled out a tiny card from her pocket. It was a deep, rich red and had gold embossed lettering on it. "Take my card and go home. I'm sure that you'll have a nice evening. Come back tomorrow and let me know how it went," she said to Laurel. "I think that you'll have yourself a life-changing evening and I want to hear all of the details when you return," she smiled as she stood up. Laurel had an odd feeling, one that combined anticipation with terror. She paid for her treat and drove herself home. Somehow, Satine's words led her to believe something was going to happen tonight. She had not let go of the business card since Satine had given it to her. Whatever happened tonight, she would be returning to the café. She wanted to spend more time in Satine's company. She opened the door to her condo, expecting to hear yelling and fighting. Laurel knew that Becky and Ashley loved each other as sisters should, but they fought like cats and dogs. Oddly, there didn't seem to be any noises. "Ashley? Becky?" Laurel called out. "Up here, mommy," came Ashley's sweet voice from upstairs. Laurel went upstairs to see what her girls wanted for dinner. Maybe pizza, she wasn't sure she wanted to cook. When she entered Becky's bedroom, she almost keeled over. Laurel got the shock of a lifetime, she had to be dreaming. She knew that any second she would wake up in her bed and she would start her day over – what she was seeing couldn't be real. Both of her girls were dressed in frilly lingerie and high heels that she had never seen before. Where had it come from? They were in Becky's bed and they weren't fighting, not at all. They were kissing and what's more, their bodies had … changed. The little girls now had tits almost as big as their mommy's, but that wasn't the biggest surprise. No, that surprise was that they both had cocks and Becky was now eagerly engaged in sucking her younger's sister's stiff, large dick! "I love sucking you, sissy," Becky said in a voice that Laurel had never heard before. "You've got a nice cock and I can't wait for you to cum in my mouth. Then you can fuck me with it or fuck my ass. We can fuck all we want – mommy won't mind, will you mommy?" "I hope not, because I want to have sex with you all night long," Ashley said, her voice and tone different as well. "We can fuck all we like if mommy doesn't mind. Hey mommy – want do you take off your clothes and join us? You can suck one of our cocks and the other one can fuck you. We can all be sluts together, won't that be cool?" Laurel felt as if she was going to fall to the floor. She did everything that one could do to wake up – and she didn't. However this had happened, this madness was all too real. Her older daughter really was having lesbian sex with her daughter – her daughter who was now sporting a lovely cock. The only thing Laurel missed about men was the feeling of a real cock every so often. In front of her was the answer to her filthiest fantasy – a pretty little girl with a real cock. Of course, she couldn't do anything, because the girls were her daughters. But oh, how she wanted to. It was so vile and depraved, yet so exciting. The girls weren't fighting, they seemed to love being nasty together. Laurel's nipples stiffened under her silk blouse and she knew that her cunt was wet. Her daughters were filthy teen whores and now each was blowing the other. To her astonishment, she saw both of them cum and they gobbled it up. Their cocks actually worked, how in hell was this possible? The girls reached out to fondle each other's tits and turned to their mom with smiles that seemed absolutely evil. "Did that excite you, mommy?" Brunette Becky asked her mom, licking the remnants of cum from her lips. "I bet it did, we know things like this excite a slut like you – not that we're pointing fingers or anything," she giggled. "Yeah mommy, we like doing naughty things," blonde Ashley purred as she stretched her 5'2" frame out on the bed beside her taller sister. "We've been doing them for a while, ever since we found out about you and Shauna." Laurel blanched. Her daughters knew about Shauna? Shauna Applegate had been a temptation she had been unable to resist, a blonde sex kitten with a perfect face and body. The alluring young girl had lured Laurel into an affair that had ended only when her family moved to California. They still communicated on occasion, but Laurel was glad for the distance so that her lust for the young girl was not discovered by her superiors. "You should have shared her mommy, we would have liked that," Becky cooed as she ran her fingers over her sister's cock. It was already getting hard again. "We could have had a little family orgy, wouldn't you have liked that? Come on mommy, get naked. I know Ash is dying to fuck you and so am I. Think about it mommy – your own girls can DP you. One in your slutty cunt and one in your ass. You'll love it mommy, you gorgeous whore." Laurel stopped fighting her urges or trying to come to terms with reality. She began to rip off her clothes, ready to engage in perverted, demonic sex with these teen bitches. It was as if her children had been replaced by changelings, but sexy changelings with hot bodies, yummy tits and ready cocks that she could fuck. They were like living dildos. How it had happened, she did not know, she only cared about getting fucked and fucked again. Only the beautiful faces of her daughters remained unchanged, albeit with wild and crazy looks in their eyes. Laurel stepped into Becky's bed and felt two sets of hands drawing her in. "I've always liked mommy's tits," Ashley said, fastening her lips around Laurel's nipples. Becky found herself another place to be. "I like her legs and I want to eat her pussy," Becky told her little sister, who nodded. Laurel was astonished at the skill the taller brunette possessed as she licked up Laurel's legs and then, buried her face in her cunt. Only whorish and evil thoughts went through her mind as her oldest child orally pleasured her. She saw her daughter's lovely face as her tongue shot out and entered her snatch. Becky was a talented little whore. Laurel kissed and dueled with Ashley, who then moved herself around a little. "Suck my cock, you whore mommy," Ashley commanded. Laurel nodded her assent and for the first time, she saw that her baby had both a cock and a pussy. How in the world …? She stopped thinking rational thoughts and sucked her little girl's massive shaft. It was so long and thick that she almost gagged. Laurel put all of her effort into sucking off Ashley and got her reward, thick and sweet cum that shot down her throat. Before she even got a chance to savor it, Becky presented her cock for equal treatment. While Laurel was blowing her daughter, she saw Ashley move behind her sister and slide her still-hard cock into her sister's neatly-trimmed box. Becky groaned and shoved her cock further into her mom's sucking mouth. The depraved mommy made her girl cum in no time at all and couldn't believe it when her girls moved away – both of them had not gone flaccid, they were as hard as ever. "We're virile as hell, mommy," Ashley laughed. It seemed as if the sweet-faced blonde was the ringleader and most depraved of the two. "Me and Becky can go as long as you need us. I'm sure that your cunt is good and wet, so who do you want in there and who gets to fuck your ass?" Ashley giggled and kissed her sister. "I guess it really doesn't matter, does it? We're both gonna fuck mommy's holes tonight and if she's really good, we'll let her use that strap on she hides in her closet and she can fuck the hell out of us." Laurel was stunned at her daughter's perversity. How had she not seen it before? How did they know about all of her depravity? She stopped thinking as she felt Ashley's shaft nudge its way into her pussy while Becky slid into her ass. She had never been a huge fan of anal, but having two sweet little girls DP her made her feel like a total whore. She cried out "Fuh-FUCK me babies, fuck mommy like a slut!" and the girls did just that, slapping her ass and calling her filthy, lewd names. Laurel lapped it up with a spoon, feeling as if she never wanted to do anything else. "Mommy's such a whore, wouldn't you agree, Becky?" Ashley giggled as they pummeled their mom's body unmercifully. Didn't either of these two little angels with horns ever tire out? "Oh yeah sissy, and she has the tightest ass," the other girl commented as she leaned over to kiss her little sister. The girls had kissed and made up, that much was sure. Laurel doubted that they would ever bicker as much again, not after this. Sex had brought them all together, wasn't that nice? "Now you're our whore, mommy," Ashley said as her cock pumped into her mom's cunt. She kissed her mother with a tongue far skilled beyond her years. "And we're yours. You can fuck us any time you want and share us with any of your lovers – or we'll share some of our friends with you. No one has to know what goes on here, no one!" "You're nasty little cumsluts, is that right?" Laurel groaned as Becky pounded her poor ass. "Oh yes mommy, we are, we're cumsluts," Becky panted. "Your little princesses will be your cumsluts whenever you want us to be." THAT was the catalyst that sent Laurel through the ceiling. She heard herself wail loudly and felt hot gushes of cum flooding her insides. As her orgasm crested and waned, she looked over to see her girls sucking the cum from each other's dicks and then, both of the began to eat her cunt and ass. Her girls were cleaning her up, God, it was all so filthy and sexy! "We're not done, mommy-whore," Becky grinned evilly. "We talked about this before you got home. After we've had some food, we want to take a bath and fuck some more. We want you to be fucked out by morning." "Not too late girls, mommy has work in the morning and you have school," Laurel cautioned the girls. They looked at each other with grins that spoke volumes. "You're going to be late for work, mommy," Ashley said, placing Laurel's hand on her cock. Laurel felt Becky nudging her from behind. "Maybe you should call in sick," Becky giggled as she nuzzled her mom's neck. "Okay girls, okay," Laurel laughed. "Let's order some dinner, I need to keep up my strength if I'm to keep up with you little sex fiends. We can eat dinner naked, if you like, but bring your robes," she told them. "Why?" Both girls asked in unison. "We don't want to give the pizza delivery man a heart attack," Laurel snickered, giving both of her girls an affectionate peck on the lips. "Maybe it will be a pizza delivery girl," Ashley grinned. "If she's cute, we can invite her to play with us." "You're incorrigible," Laurel said as she shook her head and laughed. "Oh mommy, we haven't even scratched the surface of my deviant behavior," Ashley grinned as she walked down the stairs to the kitchen. Laurel shook her head and thought that if this was indeed a dream, she didn't want to wake up. The "loving family" had a nice dinner and practically raced through it. Then they all went back upstairs, to Laurel's room this time, where she had a sunken tub and larger bed. The girls fucked their mommy as many times as she wanted and Laurel sucked their wonderful cocks and enjoyed their spunk. It was well past 1 AM when they finally wore her out and she fell into a sound slumber. When she woke up, it was a bit before 8 AM and there was no sign of the girls. The smell of sex permeated the room and her bed was full of dildos and the sheets were askew. She went down to breakfast and found the girls with angelic looks on their faces. They were both wearing pretty, lacy underwear and to Laurel's amazement, there was no sign of a cock on either girl. Had her night with Ashley and Becky all happened in sex-fevered fantasy? "Morning, mommy," Ashley smiled as she sat down at the breakfast table. Her body once again appeared to be that of a young, nearly-14 year old girl. Laurel decided that she would not speak of last night's events because they could not have happened. It was all some kind of hallucination. "You were a wonderful fuck, mommy," Becky smiled sweetly, ending Laurel's speculation immediately. "We loved using all those toys on you and we promise, any time you want more, all you have to do is ask." She sat on Laurel's lips and shared a kiss with her mom that shattered the final illusion that last night had been a dream. Those lips tasted familiar and with the vaguest taste of pussy. Ashley glared at her sister and demanded equal time with Laurel. After Laurel called the school to tell them she wouldn't be in that morning, they all finished breakfast and the girls went to the mall to shop. Laurel splurged and gave each girl $100, telling them to buy something naughty. She chilled as she wondered what they would purchase. Despite her having had breakfast, Laurel thought that she could use perhaps one more cup of coffee. She knew where she wanted to go to get it. She heard the chime as she entered Satine's café. As if out of nowhere, Satine appeared. Today she was wearing a red PVC top and skirt with boots that went up to mid-thigh, also red. Satine smiled and wished her a good morning as she poured a coffee for both of them and sat down. "I see from the relaxed smile on your face that your evening went well last night," Satine said coolly as she looked at Laurel. "Yes, you could say that," Laurel answered, not wanting to tip her hand. "The sexy little bitches wore you out with their big cocks?" Laurel felt all of the color drain from her face. "You know? But – how?" "Darling Laurel, when it comes to sex, I know everything. You are probably wondering if last night really happened? Yes – it DID – and it happened as you remember it. Things have changed for you now and they might change again, if you play your cards right. All I require from you is to continue being the little slut you are and at some future point, I may ask a favor – a sexual favor – from you. Do you understand?" Laurel didn't completely understand, but she acted as if she did. For further experiences like that, she would have sold her soul. "Yes, I do – I am. I'm a little slut, how did you know?" Now when Satine looked at her, Satine's eyes did indeed blaze fire-red. "Darling, I can always find the sexual deviants, the perverts and the depraved. Don't worry dearest, I think you and I will be very good … friends. There is one more thing, do you remember the card I gave you yesterday?" Laurel reached into her pocket and drew out the card. "Yes, here it is." "Good. Now, I want you to do one last thing for me. When you see someone you sense might be up for some … fun … I want you to give her the card. That's all, no strings. Can you do that for me?" Satine smiled. "Yes, yes, of course," Laurel said just before Satine kissed her. It set her on fire and she would loved to ripped her clothes off right there and then and let this alluring, mysterious creature fuck her, but she dared not. Instead, she finished her coffee and went on her way, wondering what strange road she had just walked down. Satine smiled as her latest conquest left the café. She had an amazing body and a deviant mind, she would fit in nicely. Satine sat down and crossed her legs as she pondered the future. She was going to like it here. |