Author's Note: College isn't for everyone. An intellectually challenged teenager can obtain practical skills at an outstanding trade school or private academy to earn a decent living. While thinking of varied service industries, I wondered if an alternate institute of higher learning exists that trains beautiful young women to become better playthings for wealthy mature men and women. As it turns out, the '
Nevada Finishing School for Exceptional Women
' (more commonly known as '
Sugar-Baby Academy'
or just the
'Academy'
) in Las Vegas is such a place.
This unconventional, taboo, age-play, crossover, fetish story focuses on a life-changing morning in the lives of three 19-year-old friends and attendees of the school who are transitioning from incestuous girls into Sugar Babies for upscale Daddies and Mommies. The described scene takes place on 'Match Day' at the end of the girls' senior year. Match Day resembles its namesake at medical schools when a graduating clinician is paired with a hospital's residency program. Here, each graduating student at the
Academy
is aligned with an appropriate Daddy or Mommy just before her graduation.
The terms of endearment, 'Daddy' and 'Mommy', were used literally and then figuratively in the first and second halves of this story, respectively, to emphasize that certain words in adult play can have different meanings depending on the circumstance.
I hope you enjoy this story. I thank Literotica editor
KillerKitty74
for her valuable feedback.
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7:05 am
Bambi and her two best friends, Krystal and Tiffany, are in their final year at Las Vegas'
Sugar-Baby Academy,
which is a premier, two-year school for elite 18- and 19-year-old Sugar Babies and Barbie wannabes. Thousands apply, but its enrollment is limited to fifty outstanding women each year. Some of the courses offered at this specialty school are fellatio, adult breast nursing, cunnilingus, pole dancing, shibari, astrology, cosmetology, cosplay, wine tasting, haute couture, and high fashion.
"Daddy, I don't want to go to the
Academy
today," Bambi begged her father, Ralph Sanders.
"Honey, you can't skip school. You only have a couple of days remaining. I'm proud of how hard you worked the past two years. Don't disappoint your teachers, your classmates, and me on
THE BIG DAY
," Ralph pointed out.
"But Daddy, I can't catch the COVID, whatever that is, if I stay home," Bambi attempted to justify her decision.
"Don't worry, Sweetie. It's fake news. It's nothing, just the sniffles. Teenagers can't get it. Only those older than me are at serious health risk," Ralph tried to alleviate Bambi's concern.
"Did you take your vitamins this morning to boost your immunity to the bug? More importantly, did you take your lactation supplements? Are your breasts firm and filled with milk, as they should be? Don't forget there's a sizable market for immunoprotective human breast milk these days. Let me check them," concerned Ralph instructed his daughter.
"Okay, Daddy. You know what's best," the girl agreed.
Bambi wasn't wearing a bra. It wasn't part of her school's mandatory uniform. When she unbuttoned her blouse, her milk-filled jugs were exposed in their full glory. Despite their enormous size, they didn't sag. It's incredible how the boobs of a teenager often defy gravity. Bambi pinched and pulled her nipples. Soon, drops of caulk-white milk appeared.
"Daddy, how about accessing the quality of today's production? Is my milk as sweet as it should be? I'm trying to get the top grade on my lactation final exam," Bambi expressed her concern.
"Sure, Honey. I'll check you out," Ralph offered.
Ralph licked the drops of milk leaking from Bambi's breasts. He then placed a nipple in his mouth and sucked more vigorously. A steady stream of delicious warm liquid exited her manipulated breast. He then drained her other breast.
"It tastes fantastic. It's perfect - so sweet! Ninety-year-old Stanislaw Dabrowski calls me daily from his nursing home now that he's on a strict liquid diet. As a candy-striper volunteer caregiver, you made a big impression on him," Ralph enlightened Bambi.
"You remind him of his buxom mother who nursed him until he was ten years old back in rural Poland where infectious diseases are more prevalent than here. She did that because she was aware of the health and nutritional benefits of human breast milk. Nothing's changed," he continued.
"Stanislaw craves an adult nursing relationship. He believes the importance of breast milk in immunity will prevent him from catching COVID, influenza, or any other bug. He, therefore, will pay generously every time he gets fed. Because he's desperate, you can charge him a hefty sum," Ralph Sanders concluded.
"He's creepy, Daddy. I don't know," Bambi was concerned.
"Let him finger you when you breastfeed him. What's the big deal? I'm sure he'll give you extra cash for that bonus. Licking your narcotic pussy juice off his fingers will encourage him to remain on his doctor-imposed liquid diet. Don't forget you need money for your upcoming plastic surgery bills, assuming you still intend to get a Brazilian butt lift," Ralph reminded his Barbie wannabe.
"What do you think I should charge Mr. Dabrowski if I allow him to lick my twat? He's always asking to taste me," Bambi sought her father's advice.
"What a dirty old fart. I suspect Stanislaw is harmless, but let me consider his kinky request," Ralph decided to find out the man's intentions.
"Daddy, he's always groping me and telling sexist jokes. I heard he's also chasing the night nurse. She won't go into his room to give him his medicines in the evening because he keeps trying to feel her up. He's a pervert. He keeps showing me his old-man penis," Bambi informed her father.
"Once, he pulled down his pajamas and tried to get me to sit on his lap while playing with my bust. He's fascinated with the twins. The night nurse told me he recently purchased a year's supply of extra-strength Viagra online. I hope he isn't planning on screwing me," Bambi disclosed.
"What do your teachers consider is a reasonable lactation fee? How rich is he? It's a no-brainer if he'll remember you in his will. Because I don't anticipate he'll be around for long, he'd be a suitable Honey Daddy if things don't work out at school today," Ralph speculated.
"You're right, Daddy. I should keep my options open. Please check out the situation with Mr. Dabrowski and his lawyers," Bambi decided.
"Sure, Sweetie. Changing subjects, isn't your 'fellatio' final exam this Friday? Did you have your breakfast this morning? You don't want to lose any weight, especially now that you've worked so hard to increase the size of your luscious body," concerned Ralph warned his curvy daughter.
"Daddy, I'm keeping up on my lessons. You don't have to worry about me. I'm not behind and never will be. It's supposed to be a secret, but Headmistress Butterfield disclosed that I will be the class valedictorian this year. It won't be close," Bambi gave her father the good news.
"Every night, I practice on my twelve-inch dildo. I can now take ten inches without gagging. I'm proud of my accomplishments. Should I feast on your spunk for breakfast? I should have something to eat before school. You can shove it down my throat. I don't mind," Bambi offered.
Bambi knew how to please her father, whom she adored. When he nodded, the teenager grabbed her father's hands and placed them on her breasts. He liked to caress her boobs whenever she sucked his cock.
Bambi knelt and unzipped his fly. Out popped Ralph's erect penis. She kissed its head, licked its shaft, and then gobbled his entire cock in a quick motion. It slid down her throat.
Bambi didn't gag. Her head bobbed up and down on her father's penis. Ralph started his stopwatch. Bambi had to get her teacher and examiner to orgasm within five minutes without using her hands to ace her final oral-sex exam. She would receive a 'B', 'C', or 'D' grade if it took her 6-8, 9-11, or 12-15 minutes, respectively. Any time longer than fifteen minutes was a do-over.
"Three minutes. Keep it up. Don't forget, you get a fifteen-second time credit by maintaining visual contact with your examiner," Ralph encouraged his daughter.
He squeezed her left breast with his free hand and then pulled and twisted its nipple. Drops of milk once again appeared. They ran down her chest and dripped to the floor. Seeing that, Ralph knew he wouldn't last much longer.
"That's it. Suck harder. Lock your mouth on it. OH GOD, TAKE MY NUT," Ralph declared.
Ralph dropped a three-day load down her throat. It filled her tummy. When done, he hit the halt button on his stopwatch. The latter indicated he climaxed in four minutes and fifty seconds.
"What a good girl. Congratulations, Baby. You got me off with ten seconds to spare, and you didn't lose any of my jizz. While that's probably too close for comfort, your cocksucking skills have definitely improved in the last couple of months," Ralph acknowledged.
"Thanks, Daddy. I've become a cum junkie. I love the taste of jizz. Can I give you another blowjob tonight? My teachers tell me that practice makes perfect. My goal is to get an aroused man off within four minutes and thirty seconds. No girl in my class has done that," Bambi stated her objective.
To encourage him to agree to another blowjob, Bambi rubbed her residual breast milk on his slimy cock.
"Daddy, how about blasting your next load on my tits?" she proposed. Bambi often began school with her breasts coated with Daddy's cum.
"Sure, Honey. Anything to help. Here's $20 for your quality blowjob. You'll get more money once you graduate. Now put your boobs away, clean up, and get ready for the 'big reveal'. Your bus will be here shortly. You don't want to miss it," Ralph warned.
"Have a wonderful day. I hope your Match-Day pick works out. Don't worry. Stanislaw Dabrowski is a decent fallback option. When you return, we'll visit his nursing home to drop off a small bottle of your addictive breast milk. That codger will be glad to receive your sampler," he proposed.
"I love you, Daddy," bubbly Bambi expressed admiration for her only parent.
