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Sometimes Jayna had to manipulate things in order to advance her slutty agenda for the Burkhill family – but sometimes she just got lucky.
A case in point was a warm weekend near the end of that month, when Bill Burkhill declared, without prompting, that he was taking his son Mitch on a father-son bonding trip for an entire long weekend. They would leave Friday morning, and return Monday afternoon, and spend the time camping, and fishing, and hiking.
Mitch was less than excited about the idea of four days spent in the wilds, with nary a videogame in sight, but Jayna visited him and encouraged him to not make a big deal of it, by licking his cock and making big puppy-dog eyes at him until he agreed.
She also encouraged him to bring up the topic of women, and ask his father how to dominate and fuck them. Maybe also mention how his sister was acting more slutty recently…
Likewise, she visited Bill to thank him for taking Mitch away on holiday.
“I think Mitch needs some guidance with women, though,” she told Bill, as she sat on his lap and hugged him. “You should tell him to be forceful with women – that it’s okay to slap and rape a woman to teach her a lesson.”
“But…” objected Bill. “That’s not…”
“That’s what my daddy taught me, anyway,” said Jayna. “If you don’t want to tell him that, you should at least be honest that it would be *fun* to do those things, even if it’s unethical. You’re just two guys, hanging out. If you can’t be honest that sometimes your wife needs to be slapped from time to time with your own son, then who *can* you be honest with?”
She sent them away on camp with those ideas in her head, and then turned her attention to the Burkhill women.
On Friday night, with Bill gone, Jayna climbed naked into Carrie’s bed in the middle of the night. She was delighted to find Carrie to be equally nude.
“No, Jayna,” protested Carrie feebly, as she felt her foster daughter’s naked body pressing against her own.
“Sssh, mommy,” said Jayna. “No people words. Just mooing.”
And she moved a hand between her foster mother’s legs, and began to finger her cunt, and at the same time she lowered her head to Carrie’s swollen breasts, and began to suck on her nipple.
The milk flowed almost immediately. Carrie was overdue for a milking. She made a long, shivering gasp of relief, and desire. It was dark in the room, but Jayna could picture Carrie’s face turning red with arousal and shame.
“Mooo,” said Carrie softly. “Moooo.”
And she cradled her foster daughter’s head against her tits, and humped her cunt against Jayna’s fingers.
Jayna expertly refused to allow Carrie to cum as she sucked both of Carrie’s udders dry. Carrie moaned, and tried to force Jayna’s fingers deeper inside her, but Jayna wouldn’t let her. And by the time she had finished drinking Carrie’s milk, Carrie was half-stupid from lust.
“Please honey,” she whimpered. “Please, baby, make mommy cum.”
“Who are you talking to?” asked Jayna.
“Oh god,” said Carrie. “Luna. Luna, you dumb slut, make mommy cum. Luna, you stupid little whore, I need you to let mummy orgasm…”
“She’s such a rapeable little cunt, isn’t she?” asked Jayna. “Your daughter?”
“Yes,” hissed Carrie. “My daughter’s a rapeable little slut.”
“Tell me that you want to rape her,” said Jayna.
“Fuck,” whined Carrie. “Fuck. No. Fuck.. Yes. I want to… I want to rape my daughter. Just let me cum. I want to rape Luna. Please.”
Jayna didn’t want to let her cum – but the sexual charge of saying these forbidden words was too much for Carrie, and she began to shake and writhe as her orgasm came anyway.
When it was done, Jayna held the shaking, sweating older woman, one arm wrapped around her head, and the other idly pulling at her clitoris, teasing and toying with it between her fingers.
“I think we should have a naked women day tomorrow,” she said as he caressed Carrie.
“What?” asked Carrie numbly, her brain still spacy.
“It’s just us girls,” said Jayna. “So there’s no reason to wear clothes. You can go naked, and I can go naked, and we can make Luna go naked.”
“Why?” asked Carrie.
“Because you want to look at your daughter’s cunt,” said Jayna. “Don’t you? I mean, we’ll tell her another reason, but it’s because you want to look at your daughter’s cunt.”
Carrie shifted in Jayna’s arm, almost struggling. “No…” she protested.
“Yes,” said Jayna. “You just told me you wanted to rape her. I’m on your side. I’m helping you get to see her pussy. Just go along with me. I know what’s best.”
“But…” struggled Carrie. She hadn’t really meant it. She didn’t really want to hurt or abuse her daughter. She had just said those things so Jayna would let her cum.
“Don’t you look at nude pictures of your daughter and masturbate?” asked Jayna. “Of course you want to see her cunt. So tomorrow we’ll have a naked women day. All of us.”
She paused, and then said:
“Of course, I don’t *have* to keep your secrets,” she said. “I can tell Luna that you want to rape her, and you can explain why you said that…”
Carrie’s eyes widened with alarm. “No!” she said – almost shouting, really, before she modified her voice to a lower volume. “No, that’s fine. We can do a naked women day.”
“Good,” said Jayna. “And it will also be a good chance to tend to Luna’s sexual education. She’s so naive. She doesn’t even know how to masturbate properly.”
“Really?” asked Carrie. “I just assumed she’d… figure it out.”
Jayna shook her head. “She’s really quite stupid. And it’s a mother’s duty, anyway. You need to show her how to look after her pussy, how to rub it. And maybe give her some tips on how to pleasure a man.”
Carrie looked worried. “But she’s already 18!” she said. “She really hasn’t learned these things?”
“How was she going to learn them if you didn’t teach her?” asked Jayna. “From porn? Like, I know some of this stuff, but it’s really a mother’s place to teach.”
“I saw her… I saw Luna…” said Carrie – and then blushed, and paused, before continuing. “I saw her licking your….”
“Licking my snatch?” asked Jayna. “Yes, she was doing that, because she’s a giant slut, but she wasn’t very good at it. She barely knew what to do. Do *you* know how to lick a snatch, mommy?”
Carrie blushed, and made incoherent noises.
Jayna grabbed Carrie’s nipples, and pulled them downwards, towards her groin. Carrie squeaked, and was forced to follow them down the bed, until her head was near Jayna’s pussy.
“Why don’t you show me if you’re better than your daughter, mommy?” asked Jayna. “And maybe if you’re a very good girl, I’ll let you cum again before you sleep.”
“Jayna, I don’t think…” said Carrie – and then she said nothing more, because Jayna had pressed her cunt against her foster-mother’s face.
Carrie had good instincts, and she started licking almost as soon as she felt Jayna’s wet cuntflesh touch her face. She focused on Jayna’s clitoris, sucking and chewing on it
“Don’t worry, mommy,” said Jayna. “I’ll tell you all the things you need to teach Luna. Just be a good mommy and lick…”
And to Carrie’s credit, she *was* a better cuntlicker than her daughter.
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Luna was confused when she woke up to find her mother completely naked in her bedroom.
At first she panicked, in a fit of guilt. Most nights when she woke up she was looking at her foster-sister’s cunt, after having fallen asleep while licking it. Her immediate thought was that she had been caught raping Jayna (as Jayna insisted on describing it) and that her mother would hate her, and call the police, and…
But Jayna was already up – equally naked – and standing beside Luna’s mother.
“Get up, sweetie,” said Carrie. “It’s a clothes-free day today. Just us women in the house, so we don’t have to wear anything.”
Luna looked up at her mother’s large, naked breasts, and blushed as she saw the white discharge near her mother’s nipples, and realised that Carrie was leaking milk.
“I’d prefer to wear something, though,” objected Luna.
“Nonsense,” said her mother, and pulled her blanket away to reveal her naked body. Luna was so embarrassed by this that she didn’t notice the way her mother’s eyes went straight to Luna’s cunt, with a strange expression on her face.
“Come on, Luna,” said Jayna. “Isn’t it exciting? We don’t have to wear clothes! Come join the fun!”
And Luna was forced out of her bed, and out of her bedroom, without a single scrap of clothing on her body.
By now, Luna had become used to being naked around Jayna, and seeing Jayna naked in turn. She had also had some experience in being less fully dressed in her own home than she would like.
But she hadn’t seen her mother fully nude like this for a long time, if ever. She couldn’t help staring at her mother’s huge leaky tits – so much larger than Luna’s own – and her mother’s hairless cunt.
Carrie made them breakfast, and they ate it – still naked – at the dining table.
As Luna was finishing her meal, she noticed her mother was slowly blushing brighter and brighter red – and occasionally darting looks at Jayna.
Jayna eventually nodded – and then looked significantly at Luna.
Carrie blushed even deeper.
“Is something the matter, mom?” asked Jayna.
“Honey, ah… just recently, mommy’s tits have started making milk again, and… they’re very full…” blushed Carried.
Luna looked alarmed. “Oh my God, are you having another baby?” she exclaimed.
“No, honey!” said Carrie quickly. “Making milk like this is… ah… just something that happens to women sometimes because…”
She looked at Jayna. Jayna smiled.
Carrie blushed even deeper, and said, “… because women are basically cows.”
“What do you mean by that?” asked Luna, shocked.
Carrie looked down, and spoke quickly, as if reciting something she had committed to memory. “Biologically speaking, the purpose of women is to pleasure men’s cocks, receive their cum, turn it into babies, and then feed those babies. Everything else about us – including our ability to think and speak – is just a decoration on that basic function.”
She paused, and then said, “So sometimes our bodies just tell us what our purpose is, and make us horny so that we can have sex with men, or make our udders start producing milk, whether we want it or not.”
“Will that happen to me?” asked Luna.
“It might,” said Carrie, looking at Jayna again. “But, honey… my tits are very full right now, and it hurts, and I… I need you to milk them.”
“Ah… okay,” said Luna. And then a thought occurred to her. “Why can’t you do it?”
“It’s very difficult for me to milk my own tits properly,” said Carrie – lying. And then, “Anyway, women aren’t meant to be in control of our own bodies. It’s not good for us.” And that sentence, too, sounded like it was being recited from memory.
“We can milk you,” said Jayna enthusiastically. “Get up on the table, and I’ll get a bowl.”
Carrie climbed awkwardly up onto the breakfast table, and took a position on all fours, with her big tits hanging down beneath her. They were still leaking, and Luna watched a drop of milk coalesce on her mother’s nipple, then fall to splash on the table surface.
Jayna returned with a large bowl and placed it beneath Carrie’s udders.
“Wow, you really do look like a cow, Mrs Burkhill,” said Jayna brightly.
“How do we milk you?” asked Luna.
“You need to grab my tit, and pull down, towards the nipple, taking special care to squeeze when you get near the nipple, to stimulate the milk glands,” said Carrie.
“Won’t that hurt?” asked Luna, worriedly.
“I heard the more we hurt you, the more effective the milking is,” interjected Jayna. “Is that true, Mrs Burkhill?”
Carrie winced, and said, with a slight break in her voice, “Yes, you should pull my tits very hard.”
Luna reached out awkwardly with one hand. It felt strange to touch her own mother’s naked breasts, but she grabbed her mother’s left tit near the base and squeezed.
“Like this?”
Carrie made a squeaking noise, and her face contorted, but she said, “Yes, like that. And pull down.”
Luna pulled down on her mother’s tit hard, as if she were yanking a lever, being careful to squeeze even harder as her hand came near the nipple.
“Moooo!” said her mother.
And milk squirted from her tit into the bowl.
“Did you just… moo?” asked Luna.
Carrie’s face was bright red. “I told you that women are basically cows,” she said. “Some women just can’t help mooing when they’re milked. It’s… natural.”
Luna grabbed her mother’s right tit and yanked on it. More milk squirted into the bowl.
“Moooo!” squealed Carrie, in obvious pain.
“We’re hurting her!” objected Luna. “This can’t be right.”
“She needs to be hurt,” said Jayna. “Don’t you, Mrs Burkhill?”
“Yes,” gasped Carrie. But there were tears in the corners of her eyes.
“Surely making milk doesn’t always hurt this much?” asked Luna. “Mothers have to do this all the time…”
“Well, actually, honey, it does hurt to have a baby chewing on your nipple all the time,” said Carrie. “And your teeth came in early! You caused me a lot of pain.” She sighed. “But also the chemicals are different in your body when you’ve just given birth. It feels different. But I don’t have any natural endorphins now.”
Luna knew what endorphins were – the pleasure chemicals. “ I don’t want to hurt you, mom,” she objected.
“Well, there is one way that Mrs Burkhill could generate endorphins,” said Jayna. “But… that wouldn’t be right.”
“What is it?” asked Luna. “I’m sure we could do it.”
“Well, you know,” said Jayna. “Things like this don’t hurt as much when you’re… horny.”
Luna blushed bright red.
“And I mean, if your mom was just a bit horny, this wouldn’t hurt nearly so much,” said Jayna. “But that would be weird for you, Luna, wouldn’t it? I assume you’d just prefer to hurt your mother’s tits.”
Luna was still blushing.
“Like, if you even just pushed a couple of fingers into your mother’s pussy, it would probably take the edge off her pain,” said Jayna. “She’d be in much less agony. But it would be weird. It’s okay. You can just hurt her. She’s basically a cow, like she said.”
“Mommy,” said Luna quietly. “Do you want me to do that?”
Carrie blushed – and then, equally quietly, she said, “Yes, honey, it would really help mommy. Just feel my pussy a little, and then come back to milk me.”
Bright red, Luna moved to the end of the table, and looked at her mother’s ass and cunt. Tentatively, she reached out and touched the puffy mound of her mother’s pussy.
Carrie moaned.
“Just like that, baby, please,” she said.
As she said this, Jayna grabbed one of her tits and yanked on it again. Milk squirted. Carried made a pained, humiliated “mooo”.
Feeling disgusting and dirty, Luna parted her mother’s pussy lips, and ran a finger along her inner cleft. She felt her fingertip slide over her mother’s clitoris, and Carrie jerked and moaned sluttily in response.
Her mother was already wet. Her fingers were becoming coated in her mother’s fuckslime.
Sliding her finger down from her mother’s clit, she found the entrance to her mother’s fuckhole. Closing her eyes and grimacing, she pushed her finger into her mother’s twat.
Carrie made a low, slutty sound, and pushed her ass back against her daughter’s finger.
Luna was revolted by feeling her own mother hump her cunt against her daughter’s fingers. She could do no more. She jerked her finger away, wiped it clean on her mother’s ass, and moved back to near Carrie’s tits.
“Is that enough?” she asked.
“Yes, baby, that was so good,” moaned Carrie. “Now milk mommy’s udders.”
The girls each grabbed a tit and began to forcefully milk it. Carrie squealed, and mooed, and made slutty sexual moans. Slowly the bowl filled with milk.
Towards the end Jayna told Luna to take both tits, and went around behind Carrie. A moment later, Carrie squeaked, and Luna realised that her foster sister was fingering her mother’s fuckhole.
She blushed as she looked into her mother’s eyes and squeezed milk from her udders, knowing that her mother was sexually aroused, knowing that her mother’s pussy was being penetrated even as Luna milked her.
As Luna was milking the last fluid from her mother’s tits – and pulling extra hard, to make sure she was squeezing out the last drops – her mother began to shake and tremble, and Luna realised her mother had orgasmed from Jayna’s fingers, and from the pain in her boobs.
This was her mother, then. This was her female model. This is what she was being taught by the most important woman in her life.
To walk around nude. To compare herself to a cow. To ask her daughter to touch her pussy and hurt her tits. To orgasm in public from tit pain and finger-raping.
And as disgusted by it as she was, Luna couldn’t help but take some of that lesson on board. This was the way a woman should behave.
Jayna poured the breast milk into two tall glasses and passed one to Luna.
“Drink up,” she said, and Luna knew it was an order, not a request.
And so she stood naked in front of her own mother, and drank her mother’s breast milk from a glass, and wondered what further humiliation was in store for her.
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