Chippewa Highlands ch-6
The car had hardly come to a stop and Mickey was trotting across the parking lot towards me. He jerked open the door and jumped into the seat.
"Had any breakfast?"
"No. Mom had to go to work early so I told her I would get my own."
"Okay. There's a diner just down the street. We can stop there. Did you have a nice time with your mother?"
Mickey was slow in answering and then all he said was, "Yeah, I guess."
I didn't ask him any more until we were seated in the diner. Then, I made another try at getting him to tell me what had happened.
"From your answers, I assume that the weekend was not what you had anticipated? Want to tell me about it?"
"Mom slapped me twice!"
I waited for the vehemence to subside a little before continuing. "Twice? Why did she do that?"
"The first time was right after you let me off. Mom's got a cute butt and, without thinking, I patted her on the butt like you and I do at home and she whirled around and let me have it right alongside the face. I didn't cry, but that hurt a lot. Then she lit into me, yelling that this was her apartment and not the Highlands and that sort of behavior was not to be allowed. That wasn't all she said. She kept on yelling that she was not like my grandmother! That she was a moral woman and she did not attack juvenile boys! I didn't know what the hell she was talking about so I just kept quiet."
This gave me a valid insight into just what my daughter though of me. I realized that Janet had not understood why I had agreed to have sex with my grandson and I also realized that she probably never would.
 "Things were a little strained after that, but later on she must have felt bad for smacking me because she suggested we go downtown and have some fun. Jane, her idea of having fun was to roam all over a huge shopping mall!"
"There wasn't much chance for sex in the mall, was there?"
"None! I saw a couple of places where we could have had a go at it, but she was always on the move. Besides, I wasn't about to touch her butt again. I had learned that lesson!"
"Here we are. Let's get us a table and we can talk some more."
Our conversation was halted at this point while we entered the diner and sat down. Fortunately, there wasn't much of a crowd so we were able to order right away. Then I picked up the thread of our conversation again.
"Mickey, you said your mother slapped you twice. Why did she hit you the second time?"
"Aw, I pulled a stupid. I felt her ass again and she let me have it."
"Why did you do that?"
"Well, when we got home from wandering all over three or four malls, mom told me that she was going to have to go out that night and that meant I would be left with a sitter. Jane can you imagine me with a sitter? Not likely! But, there wasn't much I could do about it and mom explained that she had to go out with her boss, but that they shouldn't be too late getting back."
"What kind of sitter did she get for you?"
"Oh, that wasn't too bad. Her name was Marylou and she was about eighteen. She asked me about the Highlands, but I don't think she believed what I told her. Anyway, when I tried to fuck her, she wouldn't let me inside of her panties. Jane, I had forgotten that some girls wear panties so that was a mean surprise. At any rate, she said she was afraid of getting pregnant so I couldn't put my thing in any of her holes. I tried to convince her that there was no way that she could get pregnant from being fucked in the butt, but she just looked at me as if I were crazy and told me that doing nasty things like that was a sin." Mickey chuckled before continuing his story.
"I almost got her later that night, but I didn't."
"How did that happen?"
"Well mom and her boyfriend came home from their date and - since neither Marylou nor I had gotten to sleep - we heard them when they came into the apartment. For a long while, things were quiet, but then we both heard some gruntin' and groanin' so the two of us snuck down the hall and peeked into the living room. Mom's boy friend  - his name is Jake, by the way and mom said he was her boss - well he had mom bent over the coffee table and he was pounding his cock into her butt for all he was worth! Marylou and I just stood there and watched the two of them go at it.
When mom and Jake finally stopped fucking and Jake went home, Marylou and I got into bed together. She still wouldn't let me fuck her, but I did manage to get two of my fingers into her cunt so that was something."
"Did she like it?"
"I think so. After a while she started waving her arms all around and her legs got up into the air and she was moanin' just like mom, but, when I tried to crawl on top of her, she wouldn't let me and that ended our fucking for the night."
"But what's this got to do with your mother slapping you?"
"I thought that, if mom would let this Jake guy fuck her ass, she should let me feel her up. So, yesterday morning, I slid my hand under her dress and inside her panties. Good God, Jane. She's a grown girl and she is still wearing panties! Anyway, she spun around and let me have it again! Jane I just don't understand her.
 Later on, she said something else that I didn't understand. She was muttering to herself and what I think I heard was, `I may be making my promotions on my back, but I don't have to be a whore for my own son!' At any rate, after I heard that, I asked her to let me see her back and, when she asked me why I wanted to do that, I told her, `I just want to see where your promotions are!' She looked at me with the funniest look on her face and then she burst into tears and ran to her bedroom. I still don't get it. Do you?"
There was a long pause while I thought over what I should say. Should I tell him the truth or not? Would he think I was trying to say bad things about his mother or would he accept the fact that I was merely trying to explain what his mother had meant.
"Mickey, what do you know about this Jake guy?"
"Not much. Marylou told me he was married and that he had a couple of kids. She also said he was a Catholic so he couldn't leave his wife and family. Apparently, mom and Jake spend a lot of time together. Marylou lives right in that same building and she told me that she has seen the two of them together many times."
"Mickey, what your mother meant when she said she was, `making her promotions on her back'  was that she was being a whore for Jake and he was paying her off for having sex with him by promoting her in the company."
"Does she love him?"
"I don't know, but she knows that he will never marry her so I think she is rather sad at the mess she has gotten herself into. Mickey, a lot of girls get into messes like this either because the man promises to marry them and then won't or the girls want to get up in the company and they see this as their only chance. 
You shouldn't think badly of your mother because I am certain that she thought that this was the only way she could properly take care of you."
I thought I had said all that was to be said and that I should let the subject die so I asked Mickey, 
"What do you think of my new clothes?"
For the first time since he had gotten into the car, he paused and looked at me. Then he did a quick double-take and a leering smile began to spread across his face.
"What do you mean, Jane? You ain't got no clothes on!"
"The big girls in the Highlands have this getup put on their bodies so they can come in amongst regular people without feeling embarrassed. There is an old woman who is an expert at painting bodies and she does this for all of the girls in the Highlands. Pretty good, huh? What looks like clothes is actually a paint job. Look, I need to go to the bathroom so get a really good look at me as I go and return. Okay?"
"You bet!"
I rose and ever so slowly walked back to the Lady's.  I thought that Mickey's eyes would pop out of his head when I came back and he got a really good look at my painted cunt.
"Holy Cow! That's great! How does it feel?"
"There isn't any, `feel' to it. On the inside, I know that I am naked and that excites me, but, on the outside, I look just like every other woman. Think of the fun we can have just by going to the movie show. Sitting there in the dark - why we could be fingering each other and no one would be the wiser!"
"Gosh, Jane! Let's go right now!"
"Mickey, you know we can't do that. I've got to get you to school, but I'll let you finger me on the way. How's that?"
"GREAT! Oh, I meant to ask. On the way home last Friday, Bill Johnson said that you were going to be taken up to the rape place. Did you go?"
"I most certainly did!"
"And, is it like what the boys say it is? Does a big plant come up out of the ground and spear your cunt and ass?"
"Yes, it is that and more. All told, it is a very stimulating experience. What else have the boys told you?"
"Well, they say that the plant will spray your guts with something and you can never get pregnant again. Besides they say that the plant spreads your holes sideways and deeper. Did that happen?"
"I'm not sure."
"Oh, boy! Now you can come down into the basement with me!"
"Mickey, that brings up something else. I was told that you have been skipping down into the basement and letting some kind of demon take you in your ass. Is that true?"
The boy hesitated before answering me and then he said, "Yeah that's true. Jane, it all started on my first ride in the bus on the way to school. Bill bent me over and drove his cock into my butt. God, it hurt me, but, as he kept on pushing his cock into me, I began to get an exciting feeling in my gut. My cock got hard and it was pushing against my pants when Alice slid off the seat, opened my pants and took out my cock. In seconds, she was sucking on my cock just like it was one of those big all-day suckers. Bill shot his load into my ass and I shot my load into Alice's mouth. Now, the boys all think that they make me bend over for them, but, in reality, I am doing it because I like it."
"But how did you learn about the basement?"
"Joy Ling heard about how the boys were treating me and she told me about what goes on down in the basement. At first, I was scared to go down there by myself, but I am so everlastingly glad that I did. There isn't just one demon down there. I have seen at least four. Not at the same time, mind you, but on and off. The one I like the best is Popobawa. He looks like a big bat with awful sharp teeth and he's got a cock that is the biggest I have ever seen. He's the one that told me about what would happen to you in the rape place."
"Why did he do that?"
"According to Popobawa, the rape place is the final part of your changeover to a succubus or a Uni, or something like that and that plant makes changes in your butt and cunt so you can take really gigantic cocks!"
"Just what do you know about succubae and where did you hear about such creatures?"
"Oh Wilma's girls told me either that first day or soon thereafter. They told me that you - like all the other grown girls - would soon become a succubus. At first, I didn't know what that meant so I looked it up in the school library. They didn't say anything about this, `Uni' situation and I couldn't find anything about that in the library."
"And what do you think?"
"Jane, I think its kinda neato!"
"What would you think if your mother moved back into the Highlands and she became a succubus, too?"
Mickey stared into his plate for the longest time before answering. "I think it would be neat. Then I could fuck both of you whenever my cock got hard."
Somehow, Mickey's last comment seemed to put a period to our conversation and the rest of our ride to the school was a silent one.
As I drove through the gate to the Highlands, I saw the figure of Ted disappearing into Karine's house so I was not overly surprised when I noticed the slip of paper lodged between the screen door and the sash. When I opened my message, I found a terse set of directions. I was told to present myself on Tuesday night at 8-PM at a specific address. There was no indication of what I was supposed to do. The second set of directions simply said, `Arena. Friday night at nine.' Of course, after my experience with Jambo, I had a pretty good idea what was expected of me.
"Hello Jane!"
The sound of someone else's voice caught me by surprise and, as I turned to see who it was who had addressed me, Joy Ling bounded up onto my porch.
"Saw Ted leave you a message and guessed that it was your first client-assignment. Thought you might have some questions, so I hopped on over here."
I had to smile for Joy was her usual ebullient self. Because of my own experience with painted clothes, I checked her over very closely. She was `wearing' a painted, white man's shirt. Her tits stuck out from her chest and were clearly visible and she must have had her areolas painted some dark color for they were prominent, too. Her loins were covered by an extremely short pair of painted blue shorts, but, as I stared at her crotch, I could easily make out her cunt slit. I almost laughed at the idea of two naked women standing openly on a house porch talking as though it happened every day when - I suddenly realized that it did happen every day!
"Come on in. Care for coffee?"
"That would be great and, while you are fixing it, I'll fill you in on the reason for my visit."
"Oh? What's that?"
"The girls felt that you were due some kind of explanation for what happened on Saturday and why it happened because it is going to recur every Saturday for as long as you live in the Highlands." I couldn't help but look at her with questions in my eyes, so she went right on, "Saturday was your induction into a group of females who are known as, The Universal Cunts'! Or, by some people, as the, `Uni's'! We felt that you would soon come to the realization that Saturday was in many ways rather special - and it was. We have not probed into your background - sexual background, that is - so we can only guess that you have at some time or other either had sex with an animal or at least thought about it. Undergoing sex with a vibrant plant, more or less completes the spectrum of possibilities. For most cunts, sex with a live plant is totally unthinkable. It just can't happen, but it did for you as it does for each of us!" She looked at me and asked, "Am I losing you?"
"Yes you definitely are."
"Well then, perhaps this will give you more of an explanation. Jane, did your mother ever tell you about the birds and the bees?" I nodded. "I guessed as much since many mothers try to explain sex to their daughters using this example. Most times, what is lost in the translation is the fact that the entire earth is populated by two kinds of beings - male and female and that most species fornicate with others of their own species. What your mother may not have told you - and she may not have known - is that there are beings - I'm purposefully not using the term,  `humans' for reasons I hope will become clearer as I discuss what we are - who eagerly copulate with any male of any and all species. You, Jane, have become just such a being. You are no longer completely human nor or you totally an animal. You are one of the very few Universal Cunts!"
I nearly dropped our cups of coffee! Then I spoke,
"Joy your words have re-awakened an idea that I have had for some time, May I ask you a question -a personal question?"
"Sure. What do you want to know?"
"When it first struck you that this place and these people were making a whore of you, well didn't that bother you?"
"Yes, at first, it did, but then I learned what kind of client I could expect to service and that made it okay with me. Jane, most girls at one time or another think of having sex with monsters, demons or the very kinds of males that their mothers told them they should never allow to even touch them. This is the exact clientele that we service. Our clients are the perverts, the strange ones, the monsters and yes, the evil ones. We are the pervert's whores! I find this exciting and, in most cases, I find it wildly stimulating even though, at times, it causes me pain and some discomfort.
Fucking the plant has done this both to you and for you.  Continued fuck sessions with the plant that lives behind Wilma's place will accomplish several things - positive things or negative things - depending upon your perspective."
"What sort of things?" I was becoming frightened by all this other-worldly discussion.
"The exudation that the plant leaves inside of your three channels - vaginal, anal and oral - will, first of all, insure your sterilization. Thus, you are guarded against bearing mixed-specie monsters except for the incubi. However, that same exudation will react with the sensors of your body to give you the sensations accompanying pregnancy and your body will react in just the same way as though you were, in fact, pregnant. You may suddenly exhibit the, `Madonna' appearance that is often associated with childbirth. Your tits will become larger and firmer as though they were preparing to deliver your mother's milk, but they will not exude any liquid no matter how hard they are sucked."
Here she thrust her tits at me and I could easily see that they were larger than any I had ever seen before for a female of her size.
 "Your uterus will expand as though it contains a fetus and it will reorient itself in more of a vertical manner. The opening in your cervix will, for all intents and purposes, disappear and your vagina and uterus - as a result - will become one channel. A channel that is wider and deeper than any you might have imagined. None of these bodily alterations will result in any outward disfigurement or the destruction of your present figure. To even those people who are intimately associated with you, you will appear as you do now.
There are conditions, however. You should avoid going among people during the day. Your flow of pheromones is already larger and stronger than before and you will engender wild sexual results in the creatures you meet. A second condition that you may have already noticed is that your sex drive will also be massively increased. To be truthful, you will need to fuck at least three or four times a day in order to keep your sex drive under control. Yes?"
"Well, what do you girls do during the day when the boys are gone?"
"Most of us spend the day in our respective basements with our own resident demons. If you haven't already discovered your demon, you certainly will before very long. Their capacity for fucking will equal yours or possibly surpass it. Most of us consider that to be an ideal match-up."
I suddenly I recalled Mickey's comment concerning a widening and deepening of my sex channels. I wondered if that was already happening to me and I knew that my urgency would cause me to test this possibility as soon as Joy left, but my sexual self-exploration was destined to be put on hold for some time. Joy had been reclining upon my couch when suddenly, without any forewarning, she rolled over and slid onto the floor.  She had oriented herself so her cunt was pointed directly at me!
"I need some stimulation. Jane honey, get down here on the floor with me."
I had become so accustomed to obeying the commands of others that I didn't even hesitate before sliding out of my chair onto the floor alongside Joy. My legs were only partially open so Joy promptly pushed them further apart. Now we were two naked females laying with our cunts pointed at each other. Joy licked her lips and pushed three of her fingers into my cunt!
"Jane, dear, have you ever been fisted?"
"I don't think so. I don't really know what that means so I guess not."
"Oh, goody. I get to take your fisting cherry!"
As she said this, Joy pulled her fingers out of my cunt, formed her hand into a shovel-like grouping and then abruptly shoved her hand entirely up into my cunt! I screamed. Not that it hurt me that much, but the surprise caught me completely unawares. I glanced down to see that Joy's hand and arm were both in me up to her wrist.
"For heaven's sake, Jane. Do me too!"
It took me several seconds to decide just what she was asking me to do and then I, too, set my fingers in that shovel arrangement and slowly and gently began pushing my hand into her cunt.
"For God's sake, Jane. Get your hand in me! I need it! Don't be afraid that you will hurt me. I can take practically your whole arm so push it in. Dammit, PUSH IT IN!" 
And I did just that.
We lay there, bound together by our hands, like a weird medieval painting. Our bellies were extended and our breathing caused our tits to rise and fall. Once we both  - especially me - had become relaxed as much as we were ever going to be, Joy suddenly rolled me over on top of her. Now we were in the 69 position with our respective hands thrust deeply into one another. Joy began pulling her hand out of me until just her fingers remained inside of my cunt. Then she thrust it back into my cunt as far as she possibly could. Joy said, 
"Get upon your knees! Now fuck me. Oh, fuck me! Use your hand as a cock and drive me mad. For heaven's sake girl, FUCK ME!"
If I had taken the chance to say what I wanted, it would have been identical to Joy's demand. I wanted her to fuck me in the worst way - which she proceeded to do! The orgasms this brought to my psyche and my body were volcanic yet sublime!
So, I fucked her as she was fucking me!
As our orgasms finally waned, I asked Joy,
"Joy what do the girls do on the nights when they don't have waiting clients. I need to know now because on every Saturday and Sunday night, I shall be without Mickey and, to put it as bluntly as possible, his cock. So what do I do to assuage my sex hunger?"
"Jane have you ever looked in the drawer of the small stand where your phone sits?'
"No, I don't think so. Why?"
"When you do, you will find a small pamphlet that will list every establishment within a thirty-mile radius that not only offers sexual gymnastics, but readily welcomes girls from the Highlands. There are men's clubs and clubs for lesbians so you have ample choices from which to pick your entertainment. There is just one restriction. Don't ever admit that you are from the Highlands. As far as the society of the city is concerned, we don't exist. And, in addition, most of us find places where we can attack males with some degree of privacy."
"Such as?"
"I like the public parks. At night they are often quiet and secluded. There are bushes to hide your activities and there are always other people and animals in the park. During my time here, I have become very friendly - and I do mean VERY FRIENDLY - with most of the cops who patrol the parks at night. Usually I can make out with two or three of them. Those bastards enjoy sticking their batons up inside of my cunt. If I didn't like it so much, that would be a real disaster." 
"What sort of clothing would you suggest I wear?"
"Your painted clothes would be fine. Now please exercise your fist again. I need another come."
"Me, too!" 
I didn't know it at the time, but Joy was doing me a great service besides thrusting her whole fist into my overly eager cunt. 
 
   
 
  




  


