Slave Girls of Alpha Beta Delta, Chapter 47

As the special guest Jenny had gotten to choose the first movie, and she picked Mean Girls, one of her favorites. Nicola was next and she chose Bridesmaids. By then the vibe in the house was pretty raucous, with lots of laughter and commentary; Carol had rolled a joint that they’d all shared, and they were on their third bottle of wine.

Kristin found herself repeatedly looking over at Lina Santini, thinking of what she’d seen the day before. She couldn’t now unsee it, not that she necessarily wanted to; though strange and surprising, it retrospect it was also sort of sexy.

And Lina was a beautiful woman, there was no doubt about that. She was taller than her daughter, with longer hair and bigger breasts; and the years had been kind to her, giving her grace and dignity. Kristin started daydreaming, imagining that she took Lina upstairs for a little private time, while down here Carol, Nicola, and Jenny got to know each other better....

“Kristin!” said Carol, rather loudly, and Kristin started. Had her mother read her mind, learned about the scandalous things that went on there? “I said can you pass the popcorn.”

“Oh, sorry,” said Kristin and handed her the bowl, laughing to herself at her own silliness. She tried to stop fantasizing and focus on the movie, but her mind kept drifting back to sex. She was soaking wet between the legs and her pussy was crying for attention.

Finally Kristin excused herself and went down the hall to the bathroom. After closing the door she shucked off her jeans and sat down on the closed toilet seat. Spreading her legs wide, she pulled her panties to one side and began to urgently finger herself. In her mind’s eye she pictured a scene where, the moment she’d left the room, all four of the other women had torn off their clothes and gone wild. She saw Nicola 69ing with Carol on one couch while Jenny was with Lina on the other; Jenny lifted her head into the air, mouth formed into an “O” as Lina eagerly tongue-fucked her....

Kristin was just on the point of orgasm when the door opened and Nicola poked her head in. “I thought so,” said Nicola, smirking as she stepped inside and closed the door behind her.

Leaning back against the sink, Nicola lifted her skirt; she had gone commando underneath and immediately began to rub herself. After watching for a few seconds Kristin shrugged and resumed as well. They looked into each other’s eyes while masturbating until they both came, Kristin first and Nicola a minute later. Then they composed themselves and went back to join the others.

Seeing them together, Jenny felt a twinge of jealousy. She knew that Kristin didn’t like her to be possessive, and she didn’t mind sharing, but hated to be left out.

Carol and Lina looked at each other knowingly. They’d known for years that their daughters were lovers, but had never shared their own secret until now. Thinking about it, Carol wondered why; it wasn’t anything to be ashamed of. She had worried, she guessed, that the girls would see it as a betrayal of their fathers, but both of the husbands knew and didn’t mind. All the secrecy seemed kind of silly now.

Truth was, the weed had made Carol extremely horny, and Lina was looking especially sexy today, wearing a low-cut blouse that showed off her magnificent cleavage. The credits of Bridesmaids were running now, and Carol leaned over and whispered something into Lina’s ear. Lina looked surprised but nodded.

“Will you girls excuse us for a few minutes?” said Carol. “You can go ahead and start the next movie.” She took Lina by the hand and they left the room together.

* * *

As Luz came closer Miss White scrutinized her. She looked much the same as she always had, with flowing black hair, long legs, and a regal bearing. But there was one change that was immediately noticeable, one that Luz hadn’t mentioned in their email exchange: She was visibly pregnant, though not hugely so (Miss White guessed seven months).

Opening the door, Miss White stepped out onto the patio to greet her guest. “You look amazing,” she said, and it was true. Doing justice to her name, Luz appeared absolutely luminous; she was glowing with health and vitality. She was also, Miss White couldn’t help noticing, a full cup size larger than she’d been before; her swollen breasts were pushing against the top of her dress.

“You too, Alexis,” said Luz, and they hugged. Luz smelled fantastic too, like sandalwood, cedar, and cherry. They held the embrace for a good while, memories flooding back of times they had had together.

Finally they stepped inside, where Miss White had Jodie waiting with a tray of champagne glasses. “I guess we won’t be needing this,” said Miss White, glancing down at Luz’s belly.

“I can have a sip or two,” said Luz, taking a glass from the tray and patting her rounded stomach. “She’ll be fine.” Looking Jodie up and down, Luz noted that her old uniform was a little tight on the younger woman, but she carried it well. “And who is this enchanting young lady?”

“This is Jodie,” answered Miss White. “She’s... well, it’s kind of hard to explain, actually. She only just joined us recently but we’ve all become quite fond of her.” Jodie beamed at the compliment as Miss White sat her empty cocktail glass down on the tray and picked up a flute of bubbly. “Cheers,” she said, and she and Luz clinked glasses.

As they walked to the living room Luz glanced around at the house. “The place is looking wonderful. Have you done some remodeling?”

“A little, yes,” said Miss White. “And some of the art is new. This one was done by one of the Sisters.” She pointed to a sexy flower picture reminiscent of Georgia O’Keeffe, which had been painted by an art major who’d graduated two years previously.

After inviting Luz to sit by the crackling fire in the living room, Miss White went to see how things were going in the kitchen. “We’re good,” said Sasha. “A couple of things need to simmer for a while but basically we’re ready.”

“Excellent,” said Miss White. “You can all go get ready now.”

Meanwhile, Jodie had been left alone with Luz. “Is there anything I can get you? Water, a pillow, something to put your feet up on?”

“I’m fine, sweetheart, thank you,” said Luz, examining Jodie in more detail. The uniform was really too small for her; the skirt barely covered her pubes and the top crushed her breasts while lifting them, which made for a nice visual effect but had to be uncomfortable. “That used to be my uniform, you know.”

“Yes Ma’am, Miss White said so.”

“Is it uncomfortable for you?”

“Well, uh... maybe just a little.”

“Would you like me to let it out for you? Maybe after dinner. Won’t take but a minute.”

“Um...” Jodie looked nervous. “Well, as long as Miss White says it’s OK.”

“I’m sure she’ll be fine with it, but I’ll ask,” said Luz. “Don’t get me wrong. You look absolutely gorgeous.

Jodie blushed faintly and stammered, “Thank you, Ma’am.”

“And so polite and well-behaved. I can see why Alexis is fond of you.”

Just then Miss White returned carrying a tray of cheese and crackers. “Am I interrupting something?”

Luz smiled. “Just getting to know each other a little bit. I’d love to take a minute later to make some alterations to that uniform.”

Miss White frowned. “I didn’t ask you here to work.”

“But would be a simple matter and I’d actually enjoy it. I so rarely get to sew anymore.”

“Well, fine then,” said Miss White. “Your wish is my command.”

“Right now I wish you’d hand me some of that cheese. I’m starving.”

“Sorry,” said Miss White. “Try some of the Irish cheddar, it’s fantastic.”

* * *

The next movie was Kristin’s choice, Casablanca. They were just a few minutes in when, during a quiet moment, a high-pitched moan was clearly audible from upstairs. Kristin looked at Nicola. “Did you know?”

“Well...,” said Nicola, “I always had a feeling.” Just then another moan, this one deeper and longer, came drifting down the stairs.

“Wait, what?” said Jenny, looking vaguely in the direction from which the noises were coming. “Oh. Wow.”

“So maybe we should... indulge,” said Kristin. The masturbation had calmed her down for a minute, but she was now more worked up than ever, especially with the sounds of cavorting coming from upstairs. She paused the movie just as Lina’s voice barked out, clear as day, “Oh fuck.”

“Maybe we should go to my house,” said Nicola.

“Nah,” said Kristin. “I have a better idea.” She led the other girls to the guest room, the one where Jenny had slept the first two nights she was there. She’d never had sex in that room; now it was time.

As they passed Carol’s bedroom only a soft murmuring was audible from inside. Once they were in the guest room, all three stripped with great haste and they were on each other like bitches in heat. Their cries and wails must have been heard down the hall, but Kristin didn’t care anymore. She was in a frenzy, pushing Nicola’s head down between her legs and chowing down hungrily on Jenny’s cunt.

They went at it for what seemed like hours, the energy ebbing and flowing, moments of sweet calm interspersed with stretches of frantic fucking. During quiet moments, Kristin sometimes heard more moans coming from her mother’s bedroom. Which was weird, for sure, but also pretty hot.

Later, all five of them went down to the living room in bathrobes to watch the rest of Casablanca. The atmosphere was calmer and quieter now; they wrapped themselves up in blankets and drank hot chocolate, feeling contented and peaceful, all their needs fulfilled.

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