Cultivating Lilly Ch. 13

IN THIS CHAPTER: Lilly recounts to Cassy her visit to the gynecologist. With Uncle Lars returning to Sweden, the Vatspalt family invite Lilly to a farewell pool party. Uncle Lars secretly plays with Lilly's special place. Lilly is presented with a cock in her face and the hunger returns. Eager to be subjugated, maiden Lilly demurs to King Lars' harsh punishment of her breasts, bottom and feminine petals. Bound by ropes, Lilly is enlightened to the tempestuous emotional and physical experience of utter helplessness. Her punishment complete, Lilly is shocked when an offer she makes is declined. During an afternoon by the pool, the Vatspalts turn Lilly into their plaything.

The Swedish slang words for cock (kuk), pussy (fitta, snippa and slidan), and asshole (stanga) are used intentionally. They are not misspellings.

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The next day, as always, Lilly entered the locker room and dutifully undressed. She turned away from her locker to face the row of girls dressing out for PE and hopped. She looked Shelly in the eye as she felt her heavy breasts sway and slap against each other, turning her nipples into hardened points. While most of the other girls hardly noticed any longer, Shelly and her four or five closest friends always made a point to take in the show and always reminded Lilly of their pet name for her: Bouncy Tits. This had been going on for so long, Lilly hardly heard them.

Following class she performed again, just as she did every day, and when Shelly and her cunt-faced friends finally lost interest, Lilly headed for the shower to find Cassy already in the stall. Cassy wanted to know all about Lilly's first trip to the gynecologist.

"I like it when he puts his fingers in both places," Cassy said.

"You do?" Lilly was behind Cassy, washing her friend's hair.

"Didn't you?"

Lilly thought for a moment. "Yes. But at first it was a little much. After I relaxed, it was pleasant enough." She smiled, "I liked that tape thing he stuck on my clit."

Cassy giggled. "Me too. Once, he made me come four times. It took an hour but Momma said I could do it."

"Wow! I came three times and I think I would have passed out if I came again. My clit is still sensitive."

"Yeah," Cassy said, "I cried through the last one and didn't even realize it."

Blushing, Lilly said, "I peed a little bit. It was so embarrassing."

Cassy waved dismissively. "Happens to me, too, sometimes. Even if I pee before going into the exam room. I hardly even notice any more and it's worth it to experience such an intense orgasm."

Lilly dragged the conditioner through Cassy's soft white-blond hair and gently scrubbed. She enjoyed touching Cassy and found these small, physical moments with her friend endearing. "He told me how to breathe. It really helped when he inserted those instruments."

Cassy was nodding. "I know, that spatula thing..."

Lilly laughed. "It's called a speculum."

"Whatever it's called, it feels like he's tearing my snippa open."

Lilly wondered how Cassy would feel during her next visit, when the doctor planned to use the larger instrument on her friend's pussy. Best to keep that to yourself, Lilly thought.

Pulling Cassy to her, Lilly wrapped an arm around the smaller girl's narrow shoulders and slid a hand over Cassy's breast. While grazing her friend's nipple, Lilly drew her other hand down the flatness of Cassy's soapy-slick tummy, over the swale of her butter-smooth mons and between the warm folds. Cassy did nothing to stop her.

Finding the hardened kernel, Lilly fiddled wih her friend's clit for a moment, until Cassy pushed her butt against Lilly's legs and sighed. Sliding her finger deeper into her friend's damp hovel, Lilly said, "That's because you're fitta is so fucking tight!" She laughed and Cassy did too.

The Red Devil school mascot emblazoned on the shower curtain hid their touching from the rest of the locker room. His eyes greedily observed their embrace. As Cassy moaned, Lilly thought back to her dream; saw the mascot driving his chiseled cock into her virgin pussy before crawling inside her. She shivered at the memory and thought: I bet you've seen a lot, you perverted little bastard.

Pushing that aside, Lilly dug deeper, delving inside Cassy's wet fruit with a second finger. For a moment, Cassy went limp against Lilly's taller body. And then she came to her senses and finally protested. "Get your big fat fingers out of there! You're going to stretch it out!" Cassy swiveled her hips away.

Lilly said, "Too late! Josh probably thinks I fist you!" Cassy laughed at the joke and Lilly went back to washing her friend's hair.

"I thought the speculum would hurt more than it did," Lilly admitted. "But I think my wine bottle made that part easier. It's when he pushed that funnel up my butt, that's when I thought he was going to split me in half."

"I know. It makes you feel so...I don't know...stuffed."

Lilly nodded. "Exactly."

"But after they're both in, I think it feels really good. I like it." Cassy turned to face her and playfully squeezed Lilly's tits. "Did you?"

"Yes, actually, I did. I didn't think I would, but it felt nice. He went slowly and used a lot of lube. I think that helped." She watched Cassy fondle her breasts for a moment, snickered, and turned the smaller girl around to finish washing her hair.

"But I didn't want him to see that I liked it."

Cassy said, "I think he knows. Afterall, his entire day is mostly spent looking and touching girls between their legs."

"Good point." Lilly smirked. "I'm pretty sure he thought I was hot. His dick got hard when he started taking pictures and there was a wet spot on his pants the entire time he was examining me." Lilly had not told her friend about what else happened while she was strapped to the exam table.

She was still embarrassed at her inability to swallow the doctor's cock when he pressed it to her lips. She also left out that Momma stepped in and got down on her knees to save all three of them the embarrassment Lilly had created when she turned away from his impressively large dick. And there was no reason to share with Cassy that she'd masturbated while watching her gynecologist fuck Momma's face. She wasn't sure how Cassy would take that news.

"Don't flatter yourself too much. He gets like that when he examines me, too." Cassy shrugged, "And with Momma and Louise. Mom said that men don't have the ability to hide being turned on. Which I think is awesome! There isn't anything much better than a big, hard kuk!"

Lilly smiled. She had come to realize that knowing she could excite a man like that was intoxicating and empowering. "I liked looking at it," she admitted. "It's so fucking thick."

Cassy giggled. "I wouldn't mind if he fucked me right there on the table." Then she squealed. "Oh, God! Talk about tearing me in half!"

Lilly furrowed her brow. "Cassy, he's a doctor, don't be gross." She knew she was a hypocrite before finishing the sentence, but it seemed the right thing to say.

Cassy looked upset. "It's not gross. He's smart, and he's always very nice. Plus, he's good looking and he's got an amazing kuk. What's wrong with wanting him to fuck me?" She waved her hand. "I mean, I'm already naked and my legs are spread. The table is at the right height, too, and my snippa is right there at the edge. All he'd need to do is pull his pants down and slip it in. With the straps he uses to hold his patients in place, I'd be helpless to stop him."

Lilly shrugged and said, "If that's what gets you off." This morning, however, the moment her alarm sounded, she woke to find her sheets saturated. Sliding her hand beneath the covers (she no longer slept in her Hello Kitty panties), she wasn't surprised to find her pussy wet. Quietly reaching beneath the mattress, Lilly found what she was looking for and pulled the cool glass under the sheets as she spread her thighs.

Pushing the wine bottle inside her special place while rubbing her clit, she masturbated to a similar fantasy. But in Lilly's mind, as Doctor Malstrom slid his fat cock inside her, Momma got up on the exam table and mounted Lilly's face. The older woman grabbed her hair and pushed Lilly to her bald pussy. "That's my good girl," Momma said as Lilly lapped. Lilly thought it best to keep this fantasy to herself and didn't share it with Cassy.

"Are you telling me you wouldn't let him fuck you?" Cassy asked.

Lilly feigned as if she were seriously thinking about it. Then she laughed. "I would. He seems really nice and he's got a great looking dick. But not in his office. It's too...um...sterile."

Cassy felt vindicated. "Told you." She said, "I wouldn't be surprised if he fucks a lot of his patients."

"Really? You think so?"

Cassy nodded. "Think about it. You spend all that time tied to the table and this great looking man is doing nothing but touching your fitta. He uses the clit tape to make you come and he's walking around with a huge, beautifully hard kuk. I bet a lot of his patients beg to be fucked."

"You know, you could be right." After a moment, she said, "He really hurt my tits."

Cassy nodded. "I hate that part of it. At least you have some cushion. With me, all he can focus on is my nipples. It feels like the pumping machine is going to pluck them off. I'm always crying by the time he finishes."

Squeezing her breasts tightly, Lilly said, "It may have been worse for me. He literally screwed all of this inside the glass cups. It hurt so fucking much. And that was before the pumping started."

Cassy was nodding; she understood. She said, "I hate it when he pushes my nipples inside my chest. It's like daggers." Gently plumping Lilly's breasts, Cassy's smile was full of mischief. "I bet he loved attaching that pump thingy to these. You're like a beautiful cow hooked up to a milking machine." Cassy's eyes got big and she smiled while tugging Lilly's nipples. "Moo, moo, mooooo!"

Lilly laughed. "Stop that. I'm not a cow." Placing her hands over Cassy's, she said, "He took a lot of pictures of them and the exam seemed to take forever."

Cassy giggled. "Well, with tits like yours, there's a lot to examine! I think he's kind of a tit guy. Most Swedish guys love big boobs since most Swedish women look like me."

"You have adorable tits, Cassy. They aren't as small as you make them out to be." She ran her hands over the diminutive hillocks and swirled her fingers around Cassy's cone-shaped areolas, turning the girl's nipples into hardened points.

Cassy harrumphed. "Whatever." Then she brightened. "Now that you're on birth control, I bet you can't wait for guys to start fucking you."

Lilly looked away. "First, the doctor said it would take a few days to become effective. And second, just because I can have sex doesn't mean I'm just going to jump in bed with some random guy."

Giggling, Cassy said, "I bet you wouldn't mind that cute guy in your math class bending you over. Oh, oh! Or there is that boy from last summer!" Cassy's eyes were bright. "What's his name?"

"Robby." Lilly playfully slapped her friend's shoulder then fiddled with Cassy's nipple. She said, "I don't know. They are both cute, but you all keep telling me I should be with someone older my first time."

Cassy nodded then watched as Lilly plucked at her jutting bud. "There is nothing wrong with that." Cassy's eyes went big. "What if my dad and Uncle Lars fucked you at the same time?"

Cassy burst into guffaws while Lilly pretended to be disgusted. Then the images from Louise's hotel weekend floated across her mind's eye. She found that once the seed was planted, she couldn't stop thinking about it.

She went home that afternoon to find the house empty and immediately undressed. She searched some porn videos and after trying a few different words and phrases, discovered the key words: double penetration.

Laying in bed, she played with herself while viewing a closeup of two thick cocks simultaneously pummeling into the woman's pussy and ass. When her special place frothed with arousal, she paused the video.

Strolling naked through the house, she went downstairs, finding what she wanted in the refrigerator. She hummed and absently finger fucked herself as the microwave spent 30 seconds taking the chill off her new toy. Back up to her room, she hit play while circling her butthole with some lube. While working her wine bottle into her bottom, she pushed a thick zucchini inside her pussy and sighed with contentment. It felt wonderful.

But she quickly discovered it was difficult to replicate the timing and coordination she saw on the video; there were too many moving parts and keeping everything in place while attempting to piston each dildo left her unsatisfied. She eventually gave up, left the toys buried in her body and went to work on her clit with her electric toothbrush. The subsequent orgasm was monumental.

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A couple weeks later, the Vatspalts were saying goodbye to Uncle Lars, who would be heading home to Sweden the following Monday. They spent all Saturday poolside, naked and in and out of the warm water. They had barbecue and drank a lot of homemade sangria, which Lilly thought was delicious.

They played Marco-Polo, had chicken fights and wrestling matches, and judged each other on diving off the springboard. Lilly stole glances at the men's cocks throughout the day, giggling when they bounced and flopped around as they frolicked. Her breasts did the same and she enjoyed knowing her second family took an interest in them. Six months ago she would have covered up with a sweatshirt to prevent people from ogling her tits and now she proudly showed them off.

Corn hole was a big hit and Lilly surprised everyone with her skill at tossing the little sack into the hole. The kids took lots of pictures and videos with their phones and swapped them between each other, often threatening to post the nude photos on their various social media channels. But Lilly knew it was all in good fun. The Vatspalts respected privacy and she trusted them all implicitly.

Late in the afternoon, Momma asked her to get some more towels from the pool house. Lilly waved to her lazily. "Okay, Momma. In a minute." Fairly drunk and very relaxed, Lilly was sprawled face-down on a lounge chair. Uncle Lars was working sunscreen across her shoulders and back. He was firm as he massaged her muscles, which were sore from the rough-housing.

She loved being touched by him, but was trying to conceal her arousal by talking about yachts. When his hands came to rest on her bottom, her breath caught. Gently squeezing, he spread her cheeks open and rubbed the lotion between them with his thumbs. It felt wonderful and she smiled when he lightly pressed them to her butthole.

He asked, "You want some help getting the towels?"

Lilly giggled and squirmed her bottom against his fingers. "Sure, thanks." Using his thumbs to open her tightness, she'd hoped he would push his finger inside. She had made good progress with her bottle and had learned to relax against the strain the glass created upon being inserted.

Instead, he pulled back and dribbled the sunscreen down the back of her legs. Nudging them apart before working the lotion into her skin, his thumbs moved deeper between her thighs, grazing her special place. He said in a low tone, "You're wet."

"I know," she cooed. "Sorry." She wasn't at all sorry that he'd discovered her arousal and opened her legs further.

Prying the folds of her pleat apart with his thumbs as his fingers kneaded the lotion into her thighs, he said, "You have nothing to apologize for." He chuckled. "It just shows that I am an expert when it comes to applying suntan lotion to a beautiful young woman." His hands slid lower down her legs; stong fingers kneaded her thighs.

"You'll get no argument from me," she said softly. He rubbed her calves and then spent a few minutes massaging her feet, which felt amazing. He rubbed each toe and she never thought someone playing with her piggies could feel so wonderful.

"Hey you two," Momma called. "Do you think the towels will arrive today?"

"Sorry," they said in unison. Getting off the lounge chair, Lilly saw his cock was rock hard and stood at glorious attention. She couldn't help but giggle. As they walked across the yard, she feld emboldened by the alcohol and took hold of his manhood. He didn't protest and she asked, "After we get the towels, will you do my front?"

"Sure. My pleasure."

Mine, too, she thought. She couldn't wait to get back.

The pool house was generously sized and well furnished with day beds and even a small bathroom. It was bright and airy, with large glass French doors that looked out to the pool. The walls were lined with shelves and cabinets and were full of inflatable pool toys, spare bathing suits and the various items needed to keep the pool clean. The cabinets were also catch-alls for storage of all sorts of other things deemed not worthy of being kept in the house. "I'll go high, you go low," he said.

"Sounds like a good plan." She knelt to look into a cabinet. They worked their way around the room in opposite directions, pulling towels as they went, and met at the far wall. He was standing over her, looking on a shelf, and she watched his gorgeous kuk as it proudly poked perpendicular to his flat stomach.

It was still pleasantly firm and only a few inches away. The shaft was serpentined with pretty blue veins and the pink head shown glossy with arousal. His hairless balls hung low, like ripened plums. It all looked utterly delicious and her stomach actually gurgled as she licked her lips; she suddenly realized she was physically hungry for his sperm. She recalled Momma's comments at the cafe: 'When a man's penis is near your mouth, you pleasure him. There is nothing to question.' Still, she felt the need to be polite. Looking up to him, she asked, "Uncle Lars, I want to suck it again. Can I?"

He smiled down at her, his large hand stroking her dark, wet hair. The tenderness of the moment caused Lilly's special place to stir. He said, "Of course, sweetheart. You don't have to ask."

She didn't really know how to say what she wanted but knew she had to try. Recalling their conversation on the yacht, she said, "This time, will you be the king?" He knew exactly what she meant and his handsome face grew stern.

"Stand before your king, my young maiden." Lilly slowly stood, enjoying his eyes on her nakedness. He quickly took hold of her nipple and twisted. "Do not look upon me with your eyes," he said. "You are not worthy."

Wincing, Lilly quickly looked toward the floor. "I'm sorry your Highness." He let go of her nub and it throbbed. She made a move to rub it and he slapped her hand away. She looked up at him and quickly looked back to the floor when she saw his disapproval.

"Turn around." Lilly turned and faced the wall. Pressing her firmly, he crushed her breasts to it, then used his foot to nudge her ankles apart. His hands were upon her shoulders; squeezing, as if testing the freshness of a piece of fruit. He did this across her body, gently pinching and plumping; appraising. When he got to her bottom he swatted it and Lilly yelped in surprise. It was harder than she'd anticipated. "Your king demands you take hold of yourself and open them."

"Yes, your Highness." Lilly ran her hands over her ass and bent slightly so that now her cheek was pressed to the wall. Slipping her fingers in far enough to feel the ridges of her butthole, she pried her cheeks open. To her delight, her king got down on his knees and closely inspected her entrance. "Oomph," was what came out when he pushed his finger inside her tightness. She felt the wiggle and then the thrusting and sighed. As his speed increased, she used her breathing techniques to relax. And then it was gone.

"Turn around."

Lilly obeyed and was surprised when King Lars popped the finger that had been in her ass into her mouth. Lilly's eyes went big and she made to pull away but the wall prevented an escape. Shaking his head slowly, he said, "Do not move, my young maiden, or you will be a sorry girl."