Chippewa Highlands ch-12
"Mom! I didn't expect you so early, but thanks a lot for coming."
"That's alright oh-daughter-of-mine. I usually finish up my night's efforts by day break so it was no trouble coming by your place. Just what is it that you want me to do?"
"Night's efforts?"
"Sure. You don't think I stay at home with my knitting do you? There is a beautiful seminary not too far from your apartment and they have some of the horniest young men there that any succubus could want. So, I spend the night fucking as many as I can. Just think - if you join us in the Highlands, you can find just such a place to satisfy your hunger for sex! Ain't that neat?"
Surprisingly, Janet didn't offer up any objections to my renewed suggestion that she move into the Highlands. She merely continued with her explanation of why she needed my services for the day - and, just possibly, for the night!
"There is a big meeting today for all of the company executives that Jake and I must attend. Ordinarily that wouldn't be a problem, but Jake's wife has her, `monthly troubles' and refuses to get out of bed. She does this practically every month so it is no surprise. The trouble arises on days like this when there are Catholic school holidays and there is no one at home to take care of the girls. With his usual non-thinking manner, Jake wants to dump them on me. That's why I called you."
"That's okay, honey. I understand. Just how big are his daughters?"
"Agatha is eleven - nearly twelve - and Matilda is nine. I haven't the faintest idea what you should do to amuse them."
"Don't worry. I'll have them under my control before noon. Have you given any more thought to what I said about moving to the Highlands?"
"Yes. I spent most of the night thinking about that."
"And?"
"I have made my decision. This will be my last day with Jake and the company. I plan to resign tonight when we get back. How soon can I move into the house at the Highlands?"
"Tonight! None of us ever lock our houses so it will be open and, besides, I have cleared it with both Ted and Blaize. They are rather pleased that you have decided to join the group. There is one thing I should clear up with you. Mickey will live with you and I will be given Wilma's boy. That way we all will have our resident cock!"
Our brief discussion was interrupted by the ringing of her door buzzer.
"Oh my God! They must be here already. That means that Jake is probably downstairs waiting in the car. Thanks again, mom and I'll see you later."
Janet stood aside to allow two very young girls to enter and then, with a wave, she left to join Jake.
"Good morning. You girls are really early. I am Jane - Janet's mother and I will be spending the day with you. From what Janet has told me, you must be Agatha and you must be Matilda. Have the two of you had your breakfasts? I haven't so I can fix us all something if you haven't eaten."
The larger and, obviously, the older of the two spoke,
"Our father fixed our breakfast before we left to come over here. So, thank you, but we won't be needing anything more."
"Well suppose you two settle down here in the living room while I get me something to eat and then we can talk over how we are going to spend the day. How is it that you aren't having any school today?"
I knew the answer to my question, but I wanted to get the girls to talking and, hopefully, thereby ease the awkward situation.
Agatha - obviously the spokesperson for this duo spoke up: "Today is Saint Catherine's Day so we are given the day off to attend church only, with dad's commitment, we won't be going to church. We both brought some of our school homework and we'll start on that while you eat."
This served to bring an end to our first conversation.
I fixed an egg and onion sandwich - something I really like - and rejoined the girls in the living room. To all outward appearances they were both busily going over their school work, but it was easy to see that they both were deep in some form of conversation. This gave me an opportunity to look carefully at the two of them. They were really attractive young girls. Both of them had dark black hair and very pleasant appearances. The only thing that caused me to wonder about their heritage was the slight darkening of their features. They weren't dark enough to be classified as Negroid, but their features were shaded somewhat by a, `dusky' look. Abruptly, Matilda - the younger of the two - jumped up and came over to stand by the arm of my chair.
"Yes Matilda? What is it that you want?"
"Is it true that you live in the Highlands?"
"Yes it is, but why do you ask?"
"Our mother told us that all of the people who live in the Highlands are evil and that we should not associate with them. Are you evil?"
"I don't think so. I have never knowingly hurt another person nor have I ever started out with the intent of hurting anyone."
Matilda stood there unmoving for a long time while she stared into my eyes. Then, without any warning, she reached out and took hold of my nipple! The surprise was enough to make me gasp! She spun around in order to face her sister and literally screamed out,
"You were right! She doesn't have any clothes on!" 
As soon as she completed this announcement, she dashed over to her sister's side and the two of them huddled together like two waifs in a storm. I could only guess what horror stories their mother must have been feeding them.
"Girls, there is no need for you to be frightened of me. As far as I am concerned, we are just girls who are  going to spend a lazy day together until Janet and your father return. How about telling me something about your school life? It has been so long since I attended school that I have forgotten what it is like. Do you have many friends? What do you do for amusement? I do remember that - when I went to school - we girls had secret clubs where we did all sorts of things that our teachers didn't want us to do."
For the first time, Agatha spoke up and asked, "Like what? Did you ever get caught?"
"We sure did and, in those days, it meant a spanking with old lady Grady's ruler! But surely life at a church school is different from what we experienced. Are your teachers all nuns? What is it like being around sisters all day?"
Matilda chimed in with, "Aw it isn't too bad. The sisters are strict, but they don't preach at us about being, `good little girls'. In fact, one day we caught two of the sisters doing things that they shouldn't have been doing!"
"What kind of things? Surely they weren't doing anything nasty - were they?"
"They sure were. Sister June had the bottom of her habit up to her waist and old Sister Margaret had her head buried in Sister June's....." Here Matilda paused before continuing. "You know?  Oh, you know! She was kissing Sister June's pussy! Most of us girls always thought that the Sisters all wore under clothes, but Sister June didn't have any panties on at all!" 
"MATTIE! You shouldn't have told her that!"
"Aw Aggie, Miss Jane's sitting there showing us her naked pussy so I think she knows about these things. Besides, this is no different from when we sit in our club meetings and show off our pussies to one another. The only thing is that Miss Jane is a grown woman and I have never seen a grown woman's pussy before. I think it is only right that we should show our pussies to Miss Jane just like she's showing us hers." Then she continued, "Aggie and I are very popular with the other girls."
"And, why is that?"
"Cause we're hot mamas!"
This brief exchange had served to relax the girls and to put our discussion on a much more basic level. I couldn't believe that these straight-laced Catholic school girls led such unholy lives. There was another surprise in store for me for, as I stared in disbelief, both girls stood and slipped out of their panties! Then when they once more sat down, the three of us were eyeing each other's naked slits!
My original estimate of their parentage was also confirmed when I saw the dark areas that ran down each side of their slits. I wondered about their areolas. All of this development had loosened Agatha's tongue as well as Matilda's.
With a sly, nasty smile, Agatha informed me that showing their pussies wasn't all that they did.
"I don't believe you. Just what are you telling me?"
"Miss Jane, there are times when we kiss each other's pussy, too! And, I'd guess that each and every Sister in the school has one of those - you know - toys."
"Do you mean, `dildos'?"
"Yes that's what I mean and I've seen them using them on each other especially when we are supposed to be outside for recess! May I ask you a question?"
"Sure. Go ahead."
"Why is your clothing painted on you?"
"Aggie - is it alright for me to call you that?" The girl nodded. "I belong to a club that is something like the ones you girls have at school only we do the nasty things that you have seen the Sisters doing. And, mostly, we do these things at night. With our clothes painted on, we can walk anywhere and people won't know that we are naked."
Mattie - the ever inquisitive one - had to ask, "Have you ever kissed another girl's pussy?"
In a flash, I knew that I had my opening!
"Yes I have and it is a lot of fun. Would you like me to kiss your pussy?"
This blatant offer stunned both girls and it was obvious that they had never thought of this possibility. Then they both shouted, "Yes" in unison.
"Okay. I've got a suggestion for the three of us. You girls slip out of your things so we all will be naked.  Aggie, you lay down in front of me with your legs spread as far as you can. Mattie, you get behind me and put your face up under my slit. In this way, I'll kiss Aggie's slit and Mattie will kiss mine. Then, when we've had enough, you girls will change positions and we'll kiss some more. How's that sound to you?"
Their answers consisted of their responses. In seconds, both girls were naked and in position and our, `kissing' began! I had never realized that such young girls had so much fire in their bellies! Aggie was nearly twelve and I was able to bring her to orgasm. That was something to see. A young girl blowing her guts out because of her first orgasm. She fainted as her orgasm tore through her body. Mattie, on the other hand, was just too young, but she reveled in my kissing of her tiny pink slit. As young as both girls were, I spilled my guts as a result of their tonguing of my cunt.
Afterwards, we lay there on the floor sprawled out in our final positions. This gave me an uninterrupted chance to check out their bodies. As I had expected, their areolas were large for girls of their ages and very dark and their nipples were likewise a grayish color. I was certain that, somewhere in these girls background, a black relative was lurking.
I rose and fixed us some tea and sandwiches. Then I had a proposition for the girls.
"If you both promise to not tell your mother what we have done, I'll fix it so you can watch Janet and me fuck your father when they return tonight - how's that?" 
From their enthusiastic responses there was little doubt as to their agreement  to my proposed plan.
"Okay. You girls will go to bed at your regular times and I shall awaken you so that you can be in the hallway when Janet and I show you how big women fuck! Agreed?" They reacted so quickly that I had to stop them. "Whoa! You mustn't dash off to bed now - it is far too early. We still have some time to talk and maybe kiss some more. Have you girls ever indulged in any type of sex other than just kissing another girl's pussy?"
As usual, it was Mattie who blurted out the answer to my question. 
"Oh, sure! How do you think we got the reputation of being, `hot mamas'? Tell her Aggie."
"Neither one of us are virgins, but Mattie is still a virgin in her pussy."
"Are you telling me that both of you have been used in the rear and that you, Aggie, have also been used in the pussy?"
Their two heads nodded as one. 
"Who would do such a thing to girls as young as you are?"
Patiently - as if she were explaining the subject to an idiot - Aggie said, "Our papa believes in the practices of the desert so he has schooled us in most of our duties as women. Well, except that he hasn't busted Mattie's cherry as yet! That won't happen until she is at least eleven."
"Aggie, how is it that your father knows of the practices of the desert people?"
"Oh that's quite a family story. A long time ago our grandmother, papa's mother, went into the Middle East on a vacation. Ashe tells the story, she got kidnapped by a band of Bedouin raiders and had to spend a lot of time traveling with them. From what she says, they didn't treat her very nice and, when she got home, she was pregnant with papa!"
So Jake's heritage was derived from the wild sexually avaricious men of the desert! I had heard other stories of how these desert men considered any female pussy as fair game so that explained why Jake was busily fucking his own young daughters! I began to wonder just what kind of perverted father this Jake was. I tried to get a sly peak at Mattie's puckered hole to ascertain if it had been damaged by Jake's, `papa-like' education, but she always managed either to keep her back away from me or her ass cheeks closed.
"What does your mother think about this kind of training for her daughters?"
"Oh, she doesn't care at all. She won't let papa into her bed and - to tell the truth - she is relieved that we do. That is one reason she has never complained about papa's relationship with Janet. I've heard her say many times that she is glad that papa has found such an agreeable whore!"
That blunt statement ended our conversation. The girls began on their homework and I began re-thinking my estimation of the girls' mother.
The girls were so eager to watch their papa get fucked that I could hardly restrain them until time for dinner. Then, after we had eaten, they high-tailed it for their bed. They were to sleep together so I didn't for a moment doubt but what they would be engaging in some form of sexual activity, but I thought, "What the hell? They have both been fucked by their, `papa' so why shouldn't they enjoy themselves?"
There wasn't much for me to do to occupy myself while I waited for Janet and Jake to return, but finally, I heard Janet's key in the door. On a sudden impulse, I went into the hallway so that I could not be seen and from where I could observe the two of them. 
They were not even completely inside of the door when Jake began grabbing at Janet's butt. However, Janet quickly pushed his hands away from her body and told him,
"Not tonight, Jake. My mother is here as well as your daughters. Surely you wouldn't want for them to see you sodomizing me?"
As Janet said this, I stepped forward and blew the whole situation wide open.
"Oh, wouldn't he? Why should he make any attempt to shield them from such gross activities when he has been fucking both of them for a very long time!"
"MOM! What makes you say that?"
"The girls told me so. He is currently fucking Aggie in both her butt and her pussy! In Mattie's case, he only fucks her in the butt!"
Janet turned and stared into Jake's face. Then, with a sudden motion, she hit him - hard!
"I had intended to tell you that our dalliances were over as of tonight, but now I want you to leave. Go get your daughters and GET OUT! We are through! And don't bother looking for me tomorrow at work for I won't be there. GET OUT!"
Janet looked at me and asked,
"Mom, can I spend the night with you and Mickey?"
"You most certainly can. When do you want to leave?"
"How about this very instant?"
I stepped around Jake and opened the door and Janet marched through it.
Later, in the car on the way to the Highlands, I said to Janet,
"Well that should have done it for your relation with Jake. Sorry if I broke up your fun for the night, but, honestly honey, I think you are better off having kissed that pervert, `goodbye'. I would assume that you have seen the last of him! I feel that I must remind you that coming to live in the Highlands is not a one -night affair. If you enter the Highlands tonight, that will constitute a life-time commitment so, I'll drop you at a hotel for the night if you prefer."
"No mom, it is the Highlands for me. I've never told you of the conversation that Jake's mother and I had the night I watched you and that ape, but what she had to say started me to thinking and I've been on the verge of making this move for some time now. Incidentally, that woman has been fucking Jake, her own son, since he was just wee boy so your revelations of his actions with those young girls - his daughters- really didn't startle me as much as it might otherwise have done."
Janet glanced across at me and said, "Mom, take me home to where I belong so that I can be among my own kind." 
However, regarding Jake's appearance - I was dead wrong!
About three weeks went by and we heard nothing from Jake. Janet completed her move into Blaize's old house and she seemed quite content with the emphasis upon sexual matters that pervaded the Highlands and the lives of those of us who lived there. I think that, for the first time in her life, Janet was at ease with just who and what she was. Here amongst other females who were of the same ilk as she, Janet showed signs of finally being at peace with what fate had dealt her. But there was more to come.
It was a cloudy overcast day and, for some strange reason, the Highlands seemed like a ghost town. The entire conclave was waiting, but for what? None of us knew or at least no one had told me anything! I felt the hum of what could only be a massive generator beneath my feet and some of my china began to shimmy and shake. This, too, was completely unfamiliar.
 None of the children were in evidence and each female seemed glued to her own domain. I made countless trips to my front window in a futile attempt to fathom what was making me so edgy. I knew that the others were just as bothered for - upon occasion - I would catch the flutter of a window curtain in one of the other houses so I knew that they, too, were ill at ease. Then two police squad cars pulled up across the street from our gate, parked and sat there - waiting! For what?
It wasn't very long before a car pulled up in front of our gate and the driver began honking the horn. Obviously, he wanted - or expected - to be admitted. He kept on honking and honking until I, for one, thought he would never quit. While the driver was making all that racket, a black, sinister-looking cloud began forming over the Highlands. Finally, the honking stopped and the driver got out of the car.
Oh, my heavens! It was Jake!
He strode up to the gate and began shouting.
"Janet I know you are in there! I just want to talk! Can't you at least do me the honor of meeting me face-to-face? You have left me and the department in one helluva mess. You can't just walk out on us like this!" There was no answer from inside the Highlands. "JANET! JANET!" Jake's voice got louder and louder and more demanding.  He was pacing back and forth before the gate and hollering at the top of his voice. 
"Haven't I treated you fairly? I saw that you were promoted by the company and that you were well paid. Come on, Janet! For Christ's sake, at least face me!" Then he shifted to another tone, "The girls both like you and they want to know when you are coming back! Come on! We can solve our little differences and get back on track if you will only give me a chance. I can change! I know I can! Dammit woman, hear me out!"
Silence still reigned. 
"Well, if you are determined to become a whore you could at least be my whore!"
Jake had become almost maniacal and I saw the two policemen get out of their cars and start across the street. Suddenly an ambulance with lights flashing and siren going pulled up just back of Jake's car.  I wondered who had called them? The police were also obviously surprised for they stopped their approach to Jake and watched the ambulance stop behind Jake's car.
Jake, meanwhile, was not at all finished with his tirade. His shouted demands became louder and more strident! Then he made a major mistake. He stopped his pacing and abruptly grabbed hold of the bars that formed the gate. Almost demonically, he began shaking the gate! The result was immediate and horrific. Sparks began flying from all over the gate structure. A crackling sound indicative of high voltage resonated all through the Highlands. My house was shaking and I expected that every other house in the Highlands was also shaking. Jake's body stiffened as bolts of electricity tore through him. He hung there with his body jerking unable to let go of the metal gate. The police and the EMT's from the ambulance all stood there in astonishment with their mouths gaping and their eyes staring widely as they observed this wild, weird, unearthly spectacle. A clap of thunder sounded and the electrical charge faded. Jake's body slid slowly off the gate and, like a half-empty rag doll, landed upon the ground in a quivering bundle of human flesh.
Almost without our noticing it, the sun broke through the cloud cover and once more the Highlands were bathed in bright sunlight.
The EMT's raced to Jake's side and, after applying oxygen, managed to get Jake on a stretcher and into their ambulance. They then jumped into the ambulance and sped off in the direction from whence they had come! By their haste, it was apparent that they were eager to be as far away from the Highlands as it was possible to be!
The two policemen stood there - uncertain as to what they should do next. I heard one of them say, 
"Sargent aren't you going to take statements from the people who live here?"
The older cop looked at his young associate in apparent disbelief.
"No, Martin, I am not! I wouldn't step foot inside that gate for a million dollars even if one of the women who lives there came down and opened it for me!"
"Why not?"
"Martin, there are events on this earth and places on this earth and people on this earth whose occurrences and existences beggar rational explanations. You have just been exposed to one such place and one such occurrence. Now, you can go in there if you want but I am going to get back in my patrol car and go back to the station."
"But Sargent what about our report? .... Hey, do you hear that?"
"Naturally I hear that. I'm not deaf!"
What the two of them were referring to was a low, soft, melodious voice that was speaking so that they and we of the Highlands might know .......well, something. The voice said,
"A stranger came to the Highlands uninvited and demanded to be admitted. When he was not admitted, he became enraged and attempted to force his way inside. This was a mistake and the Highlands have repulsed him!"
The Sargent turned to his younger aide and said,
"If you feel that you absolutely must write a report, I suggest you use those exact words, but I must warn you, if you include anything else that you have seen or heard here today, you had better be prepared for an official session with the department's shrink!"
With that, the Sargent turned and stalked off in the direction of his patrol car. Soon, both police officers had gone.
Those of us resident in the Highlands were left with the unanswered question of, "Who made the 9-1-1 calls to the police and rescue people!"      


  
  
 
