“Jenny?” Martha’s voice, and Jenny’s subsequent orgasm, brought her back from her thoughts, “You should take a shower before dinner, that juice is getting everywhere.”
Jenny responded with a simple “ok” before grabbing the unusual bathrobe, leaving her new room and heading into the bathroom. As she passed Emily’s room she heard the sounds of typing and E-mails being announced. She couldn’t believe it! Her younger sister had her computer! And a bigger room! Jenny was becoming jealous of her sibling, in fact she was jealous of anyone who could wear clothes.
Jenny kept walking and walked into the bathroom, at least this room hadn’t changed. She turned to lock the door and found that the key was missing,
“Emily? Where’s the key for the bathroom?” she called down the hall. There was no response so she tried again, “Emily? Where’s the key for the bathroom? Please!” This time she heard her sister snigger.
“Come on Slut you know that you’re not allowed a key for the bathroom!”
Jenny stood there with her mouth open before calling back, “oh yeah, silly me” and closing the door.
When she turned on the shower she found that there was another slot on the temperature controls using the same key as the door, without it the temperature couldn’t be changed, and Jenny was forced to run a cold shower.
Stepping under the cold water was torture for the cheerleader; she’d always enjoyed taking long hot showers before; enjoying the sensations lathering up and rubbing soap into her tender skin. But today was different, as quickly as she could Jenny rinsed the pussy juice from her body before quickly lathering up and rinsing off. Standing on the balls of her feet meant the cold water ran down her calves and under her heels before reaching the bottom of the shower. After washing her hair she jumped out and turned off the water.
Quickly grabbing a towel she dried herself as quickly as she could to warm herself up and avoid getting too much juice from her still dripping pussy on the towel. She grabbed the robe and put it on. It was just as revealing as she first expected and it did nothing to cover her nudity. She walked back to her room and sat down on the dildo chair by her dressing table.
Picking up the blow-dryer she blow-dried her hair and even blasted her pussy with the warm air out of frustration. When she was finished she straightened her hair and looked at herself in the mirror. She looked so hot! She couldn’t believe how good she looked; she wanted to rub her beautiful tits and pussy. She quickly restrained herself and took off the robe; she wouldn’t need it when she went downstairs.
Jenny took a deep breath and left her room; walking, but not intentionally, with a sexy sway to her hips. Her perpetually wet pussy was dribbling down her thighs again. When she reached the bottom of the stairs she heard Martha busy in the kitchen, but she was talking to someone. Jenny poked her head round the door frame to see both of her parents standing in the Kitchen with Martha, drinking wine.
“They must have come home when I was showering” Jenny thought, now dreading more than ever her parents reaction to the incident at school today. With a deep breath she rounded the corner and stood meekly in the doorway. The conversation quickly died when they noticed jenny standing there, then her dad coughed and said.
“Now then young lady, why is it that I was called at my office at 9:45 this morning to be told that you had decided to traipse around the school halls completely dressed?” He wasn’t shouting but this was worse, Jenny could sense the bitter disappointment in his voice. Her mother looked her up and down,
“We just want to know why you did it Jenny” her mother said, causing Jenny to orgasm, the three adults ignored her whimpering and stood waiting for a reply. Jenny pouted,
“It was a dare, some of the girls at school dared me to just run up the hall dressed and then run back again. It wasn’t that bigger deal! It was just a bit of fun that got out of hand!”
“So why did I find you here this morning, having missed the bus, dressed?” Her mum asked.
“I don’t know I just... I was curious” She said. Her Father looked at her with an eyebrow raised, and then he approached her and gave her a hug.
“Now Jenny,” Jenny wriggled as she came in his arms, “I know that sometimes you might want to know what it’s like for your mother and your sister and me, but you’re different. You aren’t allowed to wear clothes and you know that,” His hand had traced a line down her back and was now firmly resting on her naked butt, “I know you’re mother let you buy all those clothes so you could look at them, but I guess the temptation was too strong for you and you ended up concealing yourself, and in public too!” He loosened his grip on the hug; Jenny’s pussy had wet his leg.
“I’m so sorry Jenny,” Her mother said over her father’s shoulder while Jenny came again, “I didn’t realise that the clothes I was buying were tempting you so much, so we’re sending all of your clothes to the charity shop to be sent to girls in Africa.”
Jenny sighed; the relief of knowing that she wasn’t getting blamed for her antics earlier was comforting. She hugged her parents again before Martha announced, “Dinner is served” before placing 3 plates at the table and moving the bucket under Jenny’s seat.
Emily came sprinting round the corner and sat down in one of the free chairs. Jenny’s dad released Jenny from the hug and moved to sit down as well. Her mother joined them, Jenny was reluctant to climb into her chair, she didn’t want to orgasm so openly in front of her entire family.
“Hurry up Slut! We’re all waiting for you!” Emily said, picking up a fork and twirling it absent-mindedly. Jenny gave a nervous smile and approached her chair. Climbing into it in the same way as she had at breakfast she spread her legs and exposed her pussy to everyone at the table. Her Mother smiled sweetly and flicked the switch which brought the dildo to life, it hummed loudly and the piston pushed it slowly into her open cunt. Jenny gasped and moaned, trying not to look at any of her family members while she was sexually toyed with, but the chair was built to make this extremely difficult and so she was forced to watch as the rest of her family ate their food and talked to each other. She reached her first orgasm about 3 minutes into the meal, to the joyful faces of her mum and dad. Jenny looked at them and smiled weakly.
Jenny suddenly saw Martha’s hands emerge from over her shoulder, holding the two suction cups that her mother had used on her earlier. She felt the cups attach themselves to her nipples and then felt the familiar sensation of the milk flowing out of her tender young breasts. She watched it through blurry eyes as it disappeared through the tubes behind her, and she came again.
Jenny was torn between two minds; she craved the next orgasm and the milking but at the same time was humiliated by the surreal situation of having sex with a machine, at the dining room table, in front of her family.
She gasped and squealed in delight as she came again, and she now found herself rubbing her clit with one finger while the vibrator worked in and out of her young cunt. She saw her sister smirking at her while she ate.