Family Garden Ch. 46

Chapter 46 - The Vice Club

It was dark by the time they reached the Volton and parked in the parking lot. Before they left the car Sable turned to Jason and Heather and reassured them, "I have only heard about this place, so, if either of you feel uncomfortable about anything you see here say so, and we can leave immediately."

"Hey, as long as I get to eat daddy, I'm down for anything," Heather purred with a mischievous smirk curling the edges of her mouth.

"It's a new restaurant, and a new experience," Jason added, "Let's just give it a try and see what we see..."

Getting out of the car, Jason opened the doors for Sable and Heather. Sable wrapped her arms around Jason's right arm while Heather was on his left, and then they walked to the club. He stepped forward once they approached the French-door entry and held it open for his ladies. Sable was the first through the door, and the hostess, one Margaret Dinesh, was the first person she saw. Margaret's eyes opened wide in surprise and Sable quickly and subtly shook her head. Margaret resumed her composure, but added a naughty smirk as Sable approached.

"Good evening, I'm Margaret. I will be your hostess tonight, and welcome to the Volton," She greeted.

"Good evening," Sable returned as she reached the hostess desk and was joined by Heather and Jason a second later. Margaret's eyes were sharp as she took in the details of the party as Sable continued, "A private booth for three please."

"Yes, of course," Margaret answered as she looked down at her seating chart, "Will you be having a standard dinner with entertainment? Or, will you be having nyotaimori?"

"Nantaimori actually," She answered.

Margaret looked up and met her chocolate eyes with her own meaningful dark sapphire gaze as she asked in a purr with a not so subtle grin, "Will you be dining on a...house...male," Margaret looked directly at Jason and blatantly ogled him up and down before continuing, "Or domestic?"

Sable cleared her throat and Margaret's gaze returned to her as Sable hardened her eyes, pursed her mouth in annoyance, and raised an eyebrow as she answered, "The latter."

"And, your names to put on the register," Margaret asked with a Cheshire cat smile.

Waiting until Margaret's eyes returned from once again scanning Jason and Heather while blatantly licking her lips as if she were the one hungry, Sable growled, "Charlene. Charlene Galdren, Jason my...husband, and our daughter Heather."

"Is Heather over eighteen," Margaret asked while ogling Heather up and down.

"Yes, she is eighteen," Sable answered.

Margaret made a note on her seating chart, and then looked up at Heather and purred, "Obviously we don't care if you drink, but if you do, you are also responsible for your actions," as she continued she panned across Jason to Sable as she stated the house rule as if Sable pretending be Charlene wouldn't know, "There are no victims here. You are considered a consenting adult to whatever happens within the doors of this establishment...within reason. We take accusations of assault and rape very seriously. Almost all areas are under constant video surveillance. Those guilty of such a crime are punished severely. On the other hand, false accusations are also punished severely."

"Noted," Heather answered with a nod as her rape by Joan flashed through her mind, and a momentary spike of ice chilled her heart while her belly suddenly felt queasy. Trying to sound as nonchalant as possible she continued, "It doesn't matter, I won't be drinking anything but water, and, well, whatever I can milk from daddy..."

Margaret's eyebrows raised in surprise, but her Cheshire cat smile seemed to broaden and deepen if such a thing was possible. Gesturing to a door behind her on the left she purred, "Okay then, if you will just step through that door. Carolina will have you fill out the application for membership."

"Membership," Jason said in a questioning tone.

"Yes," Margaret answered with a smile, "This is a very...exclusive club...with an application and admission fee."

"Really," Jason answered, his tone already revealing his dislike of the idea.

Uncertain how to proceed Margaret cut her eyes to Sable. Sable in turn cut her eyes to Carolina's door. Margaret hid her nod by looking down at her seating chart and then responded, "I'm sure that Carolina can explain everything to your satisfaction sir..."

"That sounds great," Sable interjected before Jason could answer, then smiled sweetly and took his hand and led him through the door Margaret indicated.

Passing through the door, Carolina looked up and her eyes opened wide in surprise before she quickly recovered. With a sharp expression she examined Jason and Heather, then she gave Sable a meaningful glare in a silent question; "What the fuck is going on?"

Sable kept her smile in place but spoke through gritted teeth, "Hi Carolina, I'm Charlene. Margaret sent us in to fill out the membership application."

"I...see," Carolina answered in a friendly purr, "Let me pull those forms out then..."

Carolina retrieved three sheets of paper and passed one to each of them, and they took the next few minutes and filled them out. At the bottom of her application Sable wrote, "Friends and family plan. Limited Promotion. Platinum upgrade," Once she handed the form back, Carolina took a few minutes to look over the paperwork and when she saw Sable's note smirked before reaching into her bottom drawer and pulling out a large rectangular jewelry box only about an inch deep. She opened it, and reached inside its black velvet interior and pulled out three platinum tennis bracelets. Walking around her desk, Carolina purred as she clipped each bracelet on their left wrist starting with Jason, "You're in luck Mister, Missus, and Miss Galdren. We have a limited time promotion right now, and have won a complimentary upgrade to our Platinum Family plan. With this plan you have complete access to everything we offer. All four upper rooms; the dining room, the ballroom, the lounge, and the den. Also included is access to all nine basement levels we affectionately call the nine hells where you will find and can enjoy every temptation devised by man or woman..."

Turning back to her desk she picked up a large folder and handed it to Sable before continuing, "Thank you so much for choosing to join the Volton. If you have any more questions this folder is very comprehensive, but should you have any questions beyond what is answered here, then we also have a phone number listed inside. Now, if you will just go back out to Margaret, she will get you seated for your dinner tonight."

Sable stood up with Jason and Heather following close behind. Jason thanked Carolina for the deal on the membership fees, and then Heather led the way back out to the foyer.

"Right this way," Margaret purred once she saw them come out of the office. She led the way through another set of double doors, and immediately Jason and Heather's mouths fell open at what they saw.

Scattered throughout the room were long tables while along the walls were walled and curtained booths. On each table was a man or woman decorated with sushi and sashimi. The majority were women, both house sushi models and club members that had been convinced by husbands, boyfriends, or bosses, to get up on the tables and let the men or women eat off them, or even eat of them. All of the Volton employed sushi models were completely nude. However, of the club members only some of them were completely nude while others had dresses pulled up to their waists while men in their party suckled on their breasts or had their heads between their thighs. There were even a few women that had men holding their legs while others fucked them while they in turn masturbated the men with their hands.

In contrast a few tables had men on them. One such man was surrounded by a party of women. While some were eating the sushi off his body, one woman had his testicles in her mouth and was slurping loudly. Another woman had his dick in her mouth and was sliding down his girth until his dick hit the back of her throat. Meanwhile, the man's hands were between two other women's thighs and was masturbating them as they quivered in delight.

Across the room at another table a man had a woman sucking on his testicles while another rode his dick and kissed a woman that was grinding her pussy on the man's mouth. The last man they saw raised both Sable and Heather's eyebrows while Jason looked away. The man was lying on his back while another man held his legs in the crooks of his elbows and plunged his dick into the man's ass. A woman laid across his body with his dick in her mouth, and she was grinding her pussy on his chin while he sucked on a second man's testicles that was fucking the woman lying on him.

And so it went from table...to table...to table...

Jason and Heather both had stunned expressions by the time Margaret opened a curtain to a private booth and led them in. Inside the booth was a large u-shaped seat with a large space where a missing table should have been. Sable sat down, and Heather followed, but before Jason could sit Margaret turned to him, "Sir, if you will follow me..."

Jason raised an eyebrow and looked at his adoring wife. Sable smiled in return and nodded as she winked at him, and so, he followed Margaret...

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A few minutes after Jason left, Sable looked over at Heather and asked, "So, how often are you and Jason fucking before I get home everyday?"

Heather's eyes widened in shock, then her cheeks blushed as she answered, "At least once a day. I get home around three or four in the afternoon, so we have a couple of hours before you get home. Sometimes we fuck the entire time, but if your counting orgasms, well, it varies from one to four for daddy and one to eight for me..."

Sable's eyebrows rose higher and higher as Heather talked. Telling her of all the different types of sex they've had, and the different positions they've tried, of how her favorite was still the first night they were together as a trio. Sable asked Heather to describe it from her perspective, and Heather obliged and described how they had made out in the kitchen until they were panting with lust. How she led Charlene to her parents bedroom and then laid down as Charlene crawled on top of her. How Charlene laid down on her and they kissed and suckled each other's breasts as Jason took turns fucking them until he came in Heather first, and then fucked Charlene until he filled her up with seed.

Heather looked off as if she were remembering it all over again, and began plumping her own breasts and twisting her nipples as her hips twitched on the seat. Sable found herself doing the same as she flipped her mini-skirt up over her hips and buttocks and began openly frigging her naked pussy. She was breathing hard when the waiter walked into their private booth. His eyes opened wider in surprise when he saw Sable, and then even wider when he saw her rapidly rubbing circles around her clitoris. Her eyes were half-lidded with the euphoric chemicals coursing through her brain as she stimulated her pussy pleasurably. With gasping little exhales and shuddering inhalations Sable's eyes rolled back as she flexed and tightened her abdominals sinuously, as her climax started her fingers frigged her pussy savagely as her sinuous movements became shuddering contractions. Her nectar ran down her vagina as cum wet her vulva and labia. She didn't stop until she was mewling loudly, and then suddenly took a last inhalation and held it as her abdomen contracted, tilting her pussy up as squirt blasted in a clear salty spray across the booth!

As her climax peaked, she exhaled exultantly and smiled in satisfaction as she opened her eyes. She coughed a shocked laugh and then tried to choke it off. The waiter stood just inside the curtain with his mouth hanging slack, as Heather wiped Sables squirt from her eyes and off her face. She looked down at her curvaceous body and found that she was soaked. Sable chirped another laugh and apologized, "I'm so sorry honey. I guess I got a little carried away!"

The waiter recovered and then cleared his throat before offering, "If the young miss wishes. She may undress and turn over her clothes to be washed and dried while she waits on her meal..."

"Oh really," Heather asked in mild shock at the offer, "I-I guess that would work. Should he leave while I undress?" She asked Sable.

"If you want him to I'm sure he would," She answered with a nod, "But, to save time, if I were you I would just strip and give him your clothes. So what if he sees you naked. You have nothing to be ashamed of."

Heather hesitated uncomfortably and glanced at the waiter, then with a silent shake of her head reached down and pulled her blouse up and over her head. Her massive 36J bra was soaked as well, but she was going to leave it on until Sable pointed at it and suggested, "Go ahead and let them wash your bra too. There is no need in wearing it when it's soaking wet, besides, by the time it dries it will smell..."

Heather hesitated again, but soon reached behind her back and unclipped her bra and let the huge swells of her dark taupe-brown breasts hang unrestrained. Handing over her bra, she stood up and unbuttoned her pants and shimmied them off and folded them before handing them over to the waiter. He blatantly ogled her five foot eleven inches of height, her voluminous breasts, her small firm belly and waist, and her broad hips and thick buttocks and thighs, before he asked, "Are you sure you don't want us to wash your panties as well?"

Heather looked down and rubbed her hands over the tiny triangle of her cream g-string and felt a bit of dampness. She thought she could live with it, but then her mother purred, "Why not let them wash those too? Might as well?"

Heather looked back at her mother then glanced at the waiter again, and with a sigh pushed her thumbs under the strings of her panties and pushed them down her thighs until she was able to step out of them. She set them on top of her pants, and the waiter smiled as he ogled her hairless pubic mound. She sat down and crossed her legs and covered her breasts by crossing her arms over her chest. The waiter cleared his throat and used a serving towel to cover her clothes as he dismissed himself, "Shall I bring a bottle of wine Mrs. Galdren, for the both of you?"

"That would be superb," She answered, and with that the waiter was gone.

Once the waiter left, Sable stood up and began unbuttoning her blouse. She laid it across the booth seat and then took off her bra and mini-skirt so that she was as naked as Heather. When she was done she explained, "It's only fair, right. If you have to strip so should I, especially since it's my fault you got soaked."

Heather smiled at that and suggested, "Why don't you come over here and then we can keep ourselves entertained while they make a meal out of daddy..."

Sable grinned wolfishly at the proposition and moved in. Being smaller, she sat on Heather's thicker and broader thighs. She leaned in and placed a hand on each of the teenage girls breasts and began squeezing and plumping them as she pressed her mouth against Heather's. In turn, Heather slipped her hands around Sable's waist and started caressing the gentle slopes of her lower back to her well rounded ass cheeks. She squeezed her ass and pulled her cheeks apart, exposing her anus and pussy, and dug in her nails to rake softly across her skin as Sable squeezed Heather's breasts and pinched her thick rosy nipples between her knuckles.

Heather and Sable were both breathing hard and moaning loud enough that those outside could hear them as clearly as they themselves could be heard. Pulling away Sable exhaled loudly as Heather's fingers delved deep inside her cunt while her palm pressed into her clitoris firmly, "Why don't you lay down, honey, and let me get on top, then I can eat you while you eat me?"

"That sounds delicious," Heather sighed into Sable's panting mouth, "Oh fuck this is so erotic! To be doing this in public!"

"I think that is the point," Sable agreed as she backed off Heather's lap and waited for her to lay down.

The booth was shaped like a U, turning to put her feet towards the curve, Heather rested one leg on the back of the booth while she put the other foot on the seat and spread her thighs wide open for her mother. Sable grinned hungrily as she threw her leg over Heather and wove her foot beneath her arm and shoulder while keeping her other foot on the floor, and then she sat back on Heather's face as the girl caressed her ass and delved her tongue between Sable's labia. Once she was situated and Heather was eagerly lapping at her cunt, she laid down Heather's body, hunching over the girl's massive breasts, and wrapped her arms around her niece's thighs so she could bury her mouth in Heather's pussy.

Sable was vastly more experienced in oral sex than Heather, but as she slowly licked her tongue across the smooth taupe-brown skin of her niece's outer labia, she smirked when she felt Heather copying her. With her arms wrapped around her make-believe daughter's thighs, she used her fingers to pull Heather's labia wide apart, fully exposing her wet pink vulva, the glistening pedals of her inner labia, and the delicate folds of her clitoral hood.

Pushing her nose between Heather's ass cheeks, right against her perineum, she licked her tongue under her clitoral hood and sucked Heather's clitoris right out of its warm little hiding spot. She whipped, and lashed, and massaged the little bean as Heather pulled away from her pussy and gasped. Heather's lower belly and pelvis shuddered and rocked, so she sucked Heather's labia between her lips and let her bottom teeth lightly run across her clitoris licking down the girl's vulva. She ran her tongue over Heather's urethra and tried to force her tongue up the small bitter whole before moving down and delving deep inside Heather's vagina.

Full of her own impatience, Sable ran her tongue around the entrance of Heather's cherry. Moving her nose right against Heather's anus, she delved her tongue deep inside. The back wall of her vagina felt like the roof of Sable's own mouth while the front wall of the girl's honeypot felt like thick spongy honeycomb. Sable tasted residual cum from Jason seeding his daughter in the gym room, and Sable's nostrils flared while her eyes fluttered at the potent texture and scent. Withdrawing, Sable buried her nose in Heather's twat and sucked her labia into her mouth until she found the girl's bean with her tongue. Once she had Heather's clitoris beneath her tongue, she set to rubbing it in circles over, and over, and over, and just when the girl's hips were quaking so hard, and she was gasping and hissing in her approaching climax, Sable changed the direction of her strokes, or left and licked down Heather's vulva. She forced the girl to calm down, and then patiently waited until Heather's hips stopped quivering, the mewling gasps of her mounting climax quieted to soft moans and gentle shudders before returning and attacking her again and again as Heather squirmed and wailed until she was heaving for breath!

Sable knew she was ready when Heather completely gave up on pleasuring her in return. She heard her inhale sharply and hold her breath, exhale and moan wantonly, inhale again as her back arched and Heather's pelvis rolled back so that Sable could only thrust her fingers inside while her mouth was only able to attack the girl's clitoris. Pushing her fingers as deep as she could, Sable pressed her fingers into Heather's vaginal walls, against her rectum, and then pushed her tongue into the girl's bean.

Heather hissed as she inhaled. Her pelvis muscles and thighs quivered as every muscle in her lower belly and legs tightened, as she wailed lustily, "Ffffffuuuuuucccccckkkkk!," as she dug her nails into her mother's ass cheeks and her thighs tightened around Sable's head until she couldn't move, much less breathe! Her whole body tightened down as her mind went white in a euphoria that walked a fine line of ticklish pained pleasure until her mother finally stopped licking her clitoris. With a loud exhalation of joyous relief, her whole body relaxed as she came in her mommy's suckling mouth...