Obeying Mommys Wishes 1

Prologue

In the not-too-distant future, women rule the planet. There are two distinct types: butch women and girly-girls. Butch women are slim, masculine in appearance, ambitious and highly competitive. Girly-girls are voluptuous and beautiful, social creatures brought up to be compliant in meeting the sexual needs of their butch mothers and mistresses. The education of girly-girls is rudimentary, carefully controlled, and only allowed up to the age of 18; they are then put forward for submission to a mistress.

Men still exist but are bred to work in heavy industries such as construction, mining and manufacturing. Men are also used for breeding but only in rigidly controlled environments where advances in genetic engineering enable obstetricians to determine the sex and physical characteristics of an embryo. Male children are bred to be tall and muscular for heavy labor, or extremely handsome, well-endowed and virile for breeding. Only women are allowed to survive over the age of 50: men over that age and any who become ill, injure themselves at work or who become infertile, are put to sleep.

One

Georgeanne Howard stood at the foot of her bed and let out a sigh of happiness when she saw the new clothes her mother had bought for her birthday and laid out for her to wear. The heels of the black leather pumps were at least four inches high; the black stockings would show off her long, shapely legs and pert, curvy bottom. The pleated skirt was tiny, barely able to cover the cheeks of her ass, while the matching blouse was made of cream silk and shimmered in the late afternoon sun. A short-cut jacket hung on the doorknob of her closet. Georgeanne smiled with excited anticipation when she saw no underwear had been laid out with the outfit.

Hooking a finger in the towel wrapped round her naked body, Georgeanne let it fall to the floor and reached for the stockings. The movement made her heavy breasts jiggle, the nipples still taut from the sex session she had just enjoyed with her mother. Her Mommy had taken special care to shave Georgeanne's mons perfectly smooth before her shower and had then joined her daughter under the hot spray, suckling Georgeanne's breasts at the same time as she rocked her daughter back and forth on the fingers of her hand buried deep in Georgeanne's pussy, making the young girl cry out with delight as she climaxed. Georgeanne had repaid the delightful experience in full, getting to her knees and using her tongue to lick deep inside her mother's creaming cunt until the older woman shuddered and spasmed in orgasm.

As her mother stroked a towel lovingly over her daughter's aroused body, she told Georgeanne they were going to have dinner together in the city. Afterward, Georgeanne would be spending that night and the next at a special facility where girls celebrating their 18

th

birthdays were made especially welcome.

"Oh Mommy, that sounds wonderful. Thank you so much!" Georgeanne said as she wrapped her arms round her mother's neck and kissed her passionately.

"You're very welcome, honey," her mother said, sliding her hand down to cup her daughter's full right breast, her thumb flicking the stiff nipple which made Georgeanne shiver with delight. "Now go get ready."

When she was dressed, Georgeanne checked her clothes, hair and makeup in the full-length mirrors her mother had installed so she and her daughter could watch each other when they made love. She slipped lipstick, perfume and sex lube into her clutch bag and walked downstairs to where her mother was waiting in the living room.

"How do I look, Mommy?" Georgeanne asked with a little frown of concern on her face as she waited to hear her mother's opinion. The heels were very high and difficult to manage even though Georgeanne knew they emphasized the jiggle of her ass cheeks as she walked and she completely adored them for that reason.

"Perfect, darling, just perfect," her mother said and Georgeanne clapped her hands together with delight. "Now come along or we'll be late for our dinner reservation."

The restaurant was very chic, full of women dressed in business and casual suits like the one Georgeanne's mother was wearing, girls sitting by their sides if they were with their mistresses, or opposite each other if they were mother and daughter. Georgeanne bowed her head submissively as she and her mother were led to a table but she still managed a surreptitious finger wave to a couple of her friends sitting opposite their mothers.

While she ate Georgeanne found the courage to ask her mother about the facility they were going to visit.

"It's like a hotel, darling," her mother said, helping herself to a small piece of lobster from her plate. "The rooms have great big beds with silk sheets, there's champagne for you to drink and fresh strawberries dipped in chocolate. I'm sure you'll find it a delightful experience."

Georgeanne felt a wave of distress wash over her. "You'll be there too, won't you Mommy?" she asked, reaching her hand out to cover her mother's.

"No, darling, this is for you to enjoy. A completely new experience. Don't worry, you won't be alone."

Georgeanne looked down, hardly daring to ask the question.

"You're not putting me forward for selection by a mistress yet, are you Mommy? I mean, I will always do whatever you want, you know that, but you

know

how much I want to stay with you and be your special girly-girl..."

Her mother smiled, allaying Georgeanne's fears.

"Of course not, silly," she said. "I love you and I wouldn't think of anyone taking my place until you meet a mistress who will cherish you and take delight in fucking you as much as I do."

Georgeanne squirmed, a warm gush of warm cream flooding her cunt.

"Mommy, you've made me so aroused," she whispered. "Could I -?"

"Of course, darling. But don't make too much noise when you come."

Georgeanne put down her fork, her eyes meeting her mother's as she leaned back in her chair. She reached one hand down and lifted the hem of her skirt to expose her naked mons to her mother's gaze and felt a little thrill of pleasure as her mother licked her lips, obviously aroused by the sight of Georgeanne's very prominent clit standing proud of its hood. Highly aroused by exposing herself in full view of the other diners, Georgeanne stroked her long middle finger over the bud and between the lips of her pussy, a soft moan escaping her lips as she started to masturbate.

"Your breasts, darling," her mother said and Georgeanne reached up with her free hand and flicked open the buttons of her blouse. When she reached her navel she pulled back the silk and exposed first one huge breast and then the other, baring their creamy white flesh against the soft material. Aware that a number of mistresses and their girls were watching her, she concentrated only on her mother's hungry expression as she cupped her full, heavy breast and lifted it to her mouth, licking her tongue round the pale pink areola before taking the nipple between her teeth and biting the engorged tip. Then she did the same to the other breast, her fingers making an audible slurping noise as she worked them back and forth in the creamy wetness gushing from her cunt.

"Oh Mommy, I wish you could lick me now," Georgeanne whispered as her breathing quickened, her skilled fingers bringing her ever closer to orgasm.

"I'll taste your cum on your fingers afterward, darling," her mother said, licking her lips in excitement as she watched her daughter masturbate and suckle her own breasts in plain sight of the other diners.

A moment later and Georgeanne's breath hitched, a soft gasp escaped her mouth and her hips flexed upwards, the walls of her cunt spasming round the finger buried deep within it as her climax washed over her. The pleasure was exquisite, the sensations intensified by the obvious lust on her mother's face and the envy she could see in the eyes of the mistresses watching her.

Georgeanne knew she was a credit to her mother, the epitome of what a girly-girl should be, and she felt her breasts swell with happiness as she slowly withdrew her wet fingers from between her legs and reached across, loving the way her mother licked her fingers clean, savoring the delicious taste of her daughter's warm, fresh cum.

*

Georgeanne's head was in a whirl.

As soon as they finished eating her mother paid the bill and rang for a cab. A short ride across the city and Georgeanne followed her mother into the lobby of an elegant townhouse where they were greeted with a cool, professional smile by a woman wearing a white coat with a stethoscope round her neck. Georgeanne's mother signed the clipboard the woman was carrying who then escorted them to a suite on the first floor of the building. Handing her mother a cardkey, the woman left them alone.

Unsure what to do, Georgeanne sat on the king-size bed while her mother walked across to the bottle of champagne sitting in an ice bucket, removed the foil and cork and poured two glasses.

"Mommy, is this a clinic? Am I here to see a doctor?" Georgeanne asked. Her voice showed her apprehension: she had never liked being examined intimately by doctors and she hated injections.

"Goodness no," her mother said, handing Georgeanne a glass of champagne. "It's nothing like that. It's simply a place where they make initial preparations for your selection. They'll take down all your vital statistics, you'll spend time with a photographer who knows just how to enhance your natural beauty, and they'll ask you all about your likes and dislikes for your Profile Book."

Georgeanne's mother opened a closet and took out a robe. She placed it on the bed and bent to kiss her daughter softly on the lips. Then she whispered, "Now slip off your clothes, darling, and put this on."

Still intensely aroused from masturbating in front of the diners in the restaurant, Georgeanne felt her cunt gush once more, her nipples stiffening under her blouse. She was desperately in need of being fucked, she wanted more than anything to feel her mother's hand expanding the lips of her cunt until they were clamped tight round her mother's wrist. The thought that she might soon be moaning in pleasure made Georgeanne's breathing quicken, her breasts rising and falling as she slipped off her jacket and handed it to her mother who hung it in the closet. Her blouse followed and Georgeanne thrilled to see her mother watch hungrily as she toed off her pumps and peeled the stockings down her long legs. She stood naked, the tips of her nipples hard with desire, her clit standing proud at the apex of her perfectly smooth mons.

"Aren't you going to undress, Mommy?" Georgeanne asked, casting her eyes down in submission as she picked up the robe and slipped it on. The pure white silk was transparent, Georgeanne's huge breasts clearly visible underneath, her pretty cunt and pert ass left exposed.

Almost on cue, there was a soft knock at the door. Georgeanne's mother put her champagne glass down and went to answer it. Georgeanne wondered if it was the woman in the white coat or perhaps another woman joining their sex session, something that happened often at home.

Georgeanne's shock at seeing who her mother ushered into the room was so great she almost fainted. She let out a little gasp of horror and covered her mouth. Next to her mother was a

man

. A tall, statuesque

black

man!

Georgeanne had never seen a man up close before. She had read about them in books, even glimpsed them through the car window working on repairing roads, building bridges, moving concrete and steel to erect buildings. She had seen their half-naked bodies, their tanned skin, muscles bulging as they carried heavy loads. But her interest was always clinical, distant. Georgeanne knew they worked under the direction of women and she believed herself innately superior to the sweating, fiercely masculine creatures she no more than glanced at before turning away. But now a man was standing in front of her. Actually

in the room

, next to her mother, his robe pulled open to display his muscular body.

Georgeanne took in the man's broad chest and the flatness of his stomach. She glanced down quickly at the ridges of taut muscle running down his thighs then stared hypnotically at the long, thick column of flesh that hung down between the man's legs and the pendant sacs, as big as lemons, which hung either side of the column's base where it jutted from his groin.

Georgeanne shivered with fear and tried to move back further onto the bed. She wanted to bury her head in the pillow, to hide, desperate for her mother to make the man leave. But her mother came toward her and took her hand, holding her still so she could stroke Georgeanne's hair in reassurance, her voice low and comforting as she explained why the man had joined them.

"Dearest girl, there are things no mother can tell her daughter until she is old enough, which you are today. This man's name is Godfrey and I've arranged for him to come to your room so you can do as he instructs to make the sex organ between his legs grow long, thick, and hard. When it does he will thrust what is called his cock deep into your body until he is ready to come. He knows you are ripe and eager to be fucked which will mean his manhood will reach right up inside you, growing larger and harder until it throbs as it warns you of his imminent release. Then he will shoot a very large load of potent seed into you with such force and quantity you will feel every gush as he fills you to overflowing. For the next two days and nights he will do this time and time again, whenever he or you desire it to happen, so you can become pregnant and take part in the National Breeding Program."

"Will you be with me when Godfrey fucks me, Mommy?" Georgeanne asked as she searched her mother's face for reassurance, hoping desperately the answer would be yes. Georgeanne glanced up at Godfrey and could see the desire in his eyes as he took in the fullness of her breasts beneath the silk of the robe, his eyes traveling down her body to the pretty split peach of her cunt. She saw the column of flesh hanging down was no longer flaccid but was starting to thicken as it filled with blood. Oh god, she thought with a shiver of fear. He's going to

fuck

me with that huge thing!

"No, darling. I want only the pleasure you as a girly-girl are able to give me when we have sex. I can still remember when a man fucked me and I became pregnant with you and I think it best not to revive that memory. Long ago, women found it hard to manage without the feeling of having a man's cock buried deep inside them and they become desperate to repeat the sensation as often as they could. It became addictive, like alcohol or gambling. Fortunately I am not one of those women and our society is now much stronger without the desire those weak, unenlightened women once had to experience the pleasure of hot sperm shooting into their lusting bodies. However, because I love you so much, I have arranged that you should be thoroughly fucked by a black stud with a huge cock and I understand Godfrey has a high success rate in giving beautiful girly-girls beautiful babies."

Georgeanne's mother moved to climb off the bed but then she leaned her head close so she could whisper in her daughter's ear.

"When men are in heat they can be very demanding, darling," she said. Georgeanne's mother stroked her face as she added, "Try to enjoy it, no matter how strange and perverted the things he does to you."

"Mommy, what does perverted mean ­­-? " Georgeanne started to ask but her mother hushed her as she stood up, glanced quickly at Godfrey and left the room, closing the door behind her. Godfrey followed her and slipped the lock.

Fearful and trembling, Georgeanne was now alone with the handsome black man.

Godfrey slipped off his robe and draped it over a chair. He smiled at Georgeanne and sat down next to her on the bed, taking her mother's place.

"You know my name but I don't know yours, little one," Godfrey said, his voice deep and resonant in his big chest.

"It's Georgeanne," she said. "Georgeanne Howard. It's my 18

th

birthday today."

"Georgeanne. That's such a pretty name." He paused for a moment and then asked, "Are you a little scared, Georgeanne?"

Georgeanne nodded. She

was

scared, but the clean, masculine scent of the man's body and the deepness of his voice was affecting her libido, little shivers of desire blossoming in her tummy and making her clit throb between her legs. Her cunt, still wet from when she expected her mother to fuck her, flooded with fresh cream and she wondered if she dared look down at the big, thick male organ lying against the white sheet between Godfrey's thighs.

"There's no need to be," he said and reached his strong callused hands up to her shoulders, resting his fingers on her shoulder-blades. "Why don't you undo your robe and I'll ease the tension out of these muscles to help you relax. Does that sound nice?"

Georgeanne nodded again and did as she was asked, the robe falling in a shimmer of silk round her bottom.

"That's better," Godfrey said and he began, slowly and skillfully, to massage the muscles at the top of Georgeanne's back, his fingers kneading the base of her neck. The soft pressure felt wonderful and Georgeanne sighed with pleasure as Godfrey said, "That's much better, isn't it?" and Georgeanne let her head fall forward slightly, closing her eyes.

Godfrey's hands moved a little lower, his fingers working their way into the muscles of Georgeanne's upper back and across the tops of her arms. Then, still working his fingers into her smooth skin, he slid his hands under her arms and round to the front of her body, filling his palms with the soft weight of her breasts. Georgeanne almost opened her eyes but the way Godfrey kneaded the big globes, working his fingers into the creamy skin from the undersides of her breasts to her stiff nipple tips, was so deliciously sensual Georgeanne felt as if she could climax simply from having her breasts massaged.

Very softly Godfrey said against her ear, "You have such beautiful breasts, little one," and Georgeanne felt surprised and pleased because no-one had ever complimented her on any part of her body before. "Can you suckle them yourself?"

"Oh yes," Georgeanne moaned softly and she closed a hand round Godfrey's much larger one, lifting her breast to her mouth so she could suck the swollen nipple between her lips, her teeth drawing out the tip from the surrounding areola and then releasing it so she could do the same to the other breast.

"God, that is so sexy," Godfrey whispered and reached his left hand down between her legs, his long middle finger stroking along the slit of her cunt to slide deep into the hole, its entry oiled by her slippery cream. Georgeanne moaned louder, her voice stifled by the breastflesh she was suckling.

Working his finger back and forth, masturbating Georgeanne at the same time as he worked the base of his finger against the aroused bud of her clit, Godfrey licked and kissed over the soft skin of Georgeanne's neck, then over her jaw until his lips were level with hers. His right hand released her breast and he threaded his fingers in Georgeanne's hair, wrenching her mouth from the nipple she was sucking to meet his lips in a passionate kiss, fucking his tongue deep into her mouth. In that moment Georgeanne realized there would be no point in resisting the fierce heat of Godfrey's lust, he would simply take what he wanted from her by force.

She opened her legs wide to allow Godfrey to slide two more fingers alongside the first and thrust them as far as he could into her cunt. When her mother masturbated Georgeanne she was always soft and gentle, bringing her daughter to orgasm by feathery caresses of her clit or by stimulating the sensitive walls of Georgeanne's cunt with the fingers and thumb of her hand curled into a fist. Fucking was something to be savored as the ecstasy built slowly in Georgeanne's tummy until her orgasm washed over her in a pleasurable wave. This was nothing like that. Godfrey worked his huge fingers back and forth forcefully within the walls of Georgeanne's cunt, stretching them wide at the same time as he stroked his thumb over her clit, the two movements combined so intensely pleasurable Georgeanne was rapidly brought quivering and shaking to a powerful orgasm.