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The Lady's Village Garden Club (Fg pedo incest scat con)
The weekly meeting of the Lady's Village Garden club
took place last Thursday, and if you missed it you'll regret
it for a long long time!
Those of you who have followed this column for any
length of time know of my interest in the Garden Club and
their good works. Why, half of the young women of the
village would not be nearly as vivacious and enthusiastic
for their proper role in society if it hadn't been for the
selfless volunteers of the Club. By setting an example with
their own daughters, how many others have they encouraged to
take the right path in life? Heaven knows!
Now that that's off my chest, I'll get down off my
soapbox and give you this week's report about Club
activities.
This past meeting was indeed a special event. As you
may already know, the Club has sponsored a competition for
the best education video to use in Village schools to
inspire and entertain our young girls about what it means to
be a loving and dutiful daughter. The winner of the
competition and the winning video were presented at
Thursday's meeting. And I must say, after the lights came
back up there wasn't a dry seat in the entire house!
But let's right to the delicious details!
The winners were actually Vivian Lavish and her two
daughters, Naomi and Margaret, who much prefers to be known
by her nickname: Poo. Isn't it delicious? Naomi, who just
turned 16, was a real star of the video, although you never
saw her, for she was cinematographer! The darling girl hopes
to become a filmmaker one day, and from the evidence of her
work on this gem, she is a natural.
The stars on screen were Vivian herself (you'll
remember her big thirtieth birthday bash during the past
holidays, amply covered in the pages of this newspaper), and
Poo, six but "mostly seven now" she assures me, her birthday
being so close at hand.
I can report that it was a most lovely early summer day
for the presentation of the awards. The Garden Ladies were
decked out in there summer finery -- so many tall, slender
beauties that I can't begin to name them all! Lightweight,
short and flirty cotton dresses were in abundance, as were
lovely hats and the most wicked shoes.
Gorgeous flowers and plants were of course de regier
for the day, and overflowed the spacious tent that housed
the luncheon. As usual, the meal itself was unbelievable
delicious, and these ladies were not shy about digging in.
Their little girls had, of course, to sit quietly by and
patiently watch mom enjoy herself. But they knew their turn
would soon come, and they'd have their chance at even more
delicious offerings! They were all so good and well-behaved,
keeping their appetites under control, know that if they
restrained themselves they would be well rewarded.
And speaking of the little ladies, their own dresses
were as pretty and flattering and flirty as the moms'! So
many darling little wenches -- this reporter for one had a
very hard time restraining herself from taking advantage of
her position and gratifying herself on the spot with one (or
two or three) of them!
After the plates were cleared away, Clara Johnson,
Secretary of the Garden Club, spoke first, reporting on Club
news and other business matters. Then it was time for the
awards ceremony. Ellen D'Havnie, Club President, took the
stage to a vigorous round of applause. Announcing the minor
awards -- best new mother-daughter member, most improved
girl, etc. -- took only a few minutes. Then it was time!
Ellen gave a wonderful speech praising Vivian's
contributions to the club and to the garden community over
the last few years, and how much she and her two daughters
had inspired so many already. The speech received another
vigorous round of applause. Then Vivian, Poo and Naomi took
the stage to introduce their award-winning video.
Vivian, for those of you who haven't met her, is a
tall, slender lady. Her hips are rather narrow, but she has
a lusciously developed chest, with boobs that must be
at least size "C" and probably "D." She has long, straight
reddish-blond hair that falls down to the small of her back.
Her legs are impossibly long and elegant, but what
attracted me the most to her were really her hands. So
delicate, yet strong, with long sensuous fingers.
Naomi is the dark one in the family. Dark almost black
hair, with dark somewhat cruel eyes I have to say. A
somewhat inward child, who doesn't talk much and prefers to
watch mostly. Poo is the exact opposite. Blonde, slender
and a bit small for her age, she is a bundle of energy,
constantly on the go, constantly needing something.
As you well know, little Poo has earned quite a
reputation for herself over the last six years. Her debut at
the club was indeed spectacular, at age six months, when she
so humorously demonstrated her natural attachment to her
namesake by grabbing a handful from an older girl and
popping it right into her mouth!
Rumors have been circulating about the girl's
developing fondness for this emanation of the goddess, and
about her talent for consuming it. Spoiler! Their most
exciting video confirms all those rumors with a vengeance!
It was so endearing to see how why Naomi and Poo were
up on stage, holding tight to their mom's hand and hiding
their faces in embarrassment at all the attention. What a
contrast to their on-camera performances! It made you just
want to eat them up!
Vivian introduced the video by explaining that it
featured little Poo and herself, with Naomi doing the video
and sound work. In a lady-like fashion she pooh-poohed her
own contribution (which as you will see turned out to be
most lovely and delicious!) and praised her daughters to the
skies -- embarrassing them even more of course! Seeing that
the kids were getting more uncomfortable -- and the audience
increasingly restless -- Vivian cut short her remarks and
signaled for the tape to roll.
For occasions such as this, the club has several large
high-definition TVs. These were mounted at the front of the
tent so everyone had a good view. The tent walls were let
down and in the darkness the video began.
Vivian is known for making very straight-ahead,
deliver the goods videos, with no artificiality or pretense.
Naomi really has developed into a talented camera woman,
using the latest digital technology, and knows how to set
just the right lighting to get wonderfully vivid, clear and
brilliant images.
The scene opens in Vivian's kitchen. A large, spacious
kitchen, with the afternoon light flooding in through large
bay windows. Fruit and breads and other ready-to-eat foods
are out on the counters. The camera pans over the spread,
wetting our appetite for what was to follow.
The camera pulls back to show that the center of the
kitchen is dominated by a large table. Vivian now enters.
Everyone gasped. She is dressed in a classic little black
dress, with a VERY short hemline and thin straps over the
shoulders. Black high-heeled shoes complete the outfit.
Every pussy under the tent spasmed in unison the moment she
appeared on screen.
Vivian goes to a cupboard, heels clicking on the tile,
long reddish-blond hair swaying back and forth, brushing the
top of her lovely ass, itself pressing tightly against the
inside of her dress.
From the cupboard she removes several thick towels,
which she spreads out on the table. She disappears,
evidently leaving the kitchen, but quickly returns with
little Poo in hand.
The darling girl is wearing a lovely white summer dress
and a red ribbon in her silky blond hair. Vivian picks her
up under the arms and sets her down on the edge of the
table. Smoothing her daughter's hair and dress, she engages
her in the following conversation.
"How are you my darling? Are you ready?"
"Oh, yes!" the girl proclaims excitedly. "I couldn't
sleep last night at all!"
"Mm," Vivian responds, "you love mommy, don't you?"
The girl puts her face up to deliver a kiss. Vivian
strokes the girl's face then parts the small precious mouth
with her long, insistent fingers. One red-painted nail
disappears between the girl's lips. Vivian fingers the
inside of her daughter's mouth, probing it so sensuously, so
completely, that several ladies in the audience groan.
"We're going to show off today, aren't we, baby? Show
how talented you are at taking things into your mouth and
swallowing them." The girl's mouth is wide open now, her
pearly little teeth gleaming against the red of her lips and
tongue. With her free hand holding the back of the girl's
head, even pulling it back a bit more, Vivian's fingers
invade her baby's mouth further and further, nearly
disappearing down her small throat. The darling child
doesn't gag or sputter or resist in any way, but takes real
delight in accommodating her mother's wishes.
Vivian withdraws her fingers, wet and slippery with the
girl's saliva, and inserts them into her own mouth, sucking
on them in ecstacy.
The camera now moves in for a close-up of Poo's shining
face, turned up toward her mother, mouth wide open. Vivian's
own mouth descends into the frame, lips pursued. She brings
her mouth close to Poo's, parts her lips, and lets a long
thick strand of mother-daughter spit fall onto the little
girl's tongue and slide into her mouth. Moans reach my ears
from the ladies around me, and I notice a number of hands up
between thighs, vibrating furiously at the scene unfolding
before them.
Vivian smiles at the girl, kisses her passionately on
the lips, and gives her a deep tonguing.
"Oh, mommy, can we do it now?" the girl asks, flushed
and breathing heavily with excitement. Vivian's hands wander
over the little girl, up her dress, between her legs,
parting them, giving the camera a peek at the sweet puffy
mound inside. Her fingers caress the girl's baby pussy,
stirring the girl to even greater heat.
"Yes, let's do it now."
Vivian lays her baby girl out on the table, the thick
towels cushioning her shoulders and behind against the hard
surface of the table. She pulls a small step-stool up to the
table and with complete grace climbs up onto the table. The
sight of her lovely tight ass, the long legs emerging from
the miniskirt, ending in a pair of very spiky black high-
heel shoes is poetry in motion.
Vivian stands astride the little girl, her head nearly
brushing the ceiling, and stares down at her, so small and
vulnerable between her feet. Then slowly, as oh so elegantly
and precisely, she squats, lowering her lovely ass closer
and closer toward the child's face. The hem of the miniskirt
slips up over her thighs and half way up her butt. Looking
down, Vivian can see her darling daughter's face between her
thigh. At first I think she's missed the mark, but then her
plan becomes clear. Vivian inserts a finger into Poo's open
mouth, and gets her to lick and wet it completely.
The camera angle changes, and we see Vivian from
behind. Poo reaches up and spreads her mother's cheeks,
revealing the grown woman's magnificent pucker anus, pinkish
brown and smooth as silk. Vivian's hand appears in the
frame, reaching back between her legs. As Poo watches,
mesmerized, the red tip of her mother's finger finds the
anal opening and pushes inside. The finger disappears
completely, twists back and forth several times in the
woman's rectum, and is withdrawn. A large gob of deep brown
maternal excrement graces the tip of the finger. Poo's eyes
glisten with perverted child lust.
Vivian's finger descends, and finds a willing recipient
in the girl's hungry mouth. The girl sucks and licks the
finger, until it is sparkling clean.
"Baby, it's time. Don't disappoint me, dear," Vivian
says to her daughter, her voice suddenly firm and demanding.
Vivian's hand replaces Poo's on her ass, holding her
checks apart. The trembling girl lays expectantly on the
table, arms at her sides, eyes glued to her mother's
throbbing anal orifice. She opens her mouth wide, tongue
out, eager for her mother's offering of love.
Naomi's camera work is so perfect here. The image
steady, sharp, clear and beautifully lit. We can see all in
perfect clarity. Vivian's lovely curving ass, the last
detail of her asshole, above, Poo's shining hungry face,
below. We hear everything with equal clarity, and although
the two exchange no further words, the communication between
them, in sighs, in little moans, in the wet crackling of
Vivian's waste, and the quiet creaking of Poo's throat
muscles, is so intimate, so profound, as to penetrate to the
bottom of our hearts.
And now the grown woman's anus puckers, gaps open,
puckers again. Vivian audibly strains. We all sense that she
has prepared for days for this moment, and that her rectum
and lower GI are so compacted that what emerges is bound to
be large and solid and heavenly.
The tip of the cylinder of brown peeks out of its hole,
a dark brown dome bubbling up from the center of Vivian's
anus. The girl emits a little cry. She makes a minute
adjustment in her position. Groans from Vivian as she pushes
again, and harder.
There is no stopping now. Vivian's asshole gaps wide,
stretched by the press of her excrement. A thick plug of
dark brown, firm and well-defined, yet seemingly covered in
soft velvet, slithers from her hole like a hungry snake. The
video goes to slow-motion, dragging out with infinite
perverse pleasure the extrusion of the mother's excremental
plug and its progress toward the girl's mouth, past her
lips, and into the depths of the six (almost seven!) year
old mouth.
And then, the rumors are deliciously confirmed for all
to see! The exquisite darling little girl keeps her mouth
wide open, lips and teeth far apart, gently guiding the long
snaking plug of her mother's shit toward the back of her
mouth, where it disappears down her throat and into her
belly in a continuous motion! No chewing, no gulping, and
certainly no gagging. It's as if the girl's esophagus is as
wide open as the mother's own anus, as if the girl's
esophageal sphincters are pulling the excrement down into
her stomach in perfect time with the pushing of mother's
anal sphincter.
The blackish column continues erupting from Vivian's
body, transiting through the open air between mother's ass
and daughter's face, and smoothly disappearing into the
girl's much smaller, fragile body.
Shouts and moans of undeniable pleasure erupt from the
audience around me. Several hold their daughters tightly as
the masturbate themselves, others are so overcome that
they've torn the clothes from their offspring and in a
frenzy are violating the girls with fingers, hands, dildos
(carried in their purses I imagine), or any other object
close to hand.
On screen, we can see the waves of convulsion in the
little girl's throat, pushing the shit along and down into
her belly.
The last of Vivian's massive dump is at hand. The snake
narrows, pinches off, breaks, and falls into Poo's open
mouth, where it too instantly disappears with a flick of its
tail, leaving only one smear of shit on the girl's otherwise
pristine face.
A slight jiggle of the camera now, and Naomi's face
appears in the frame, interceding between her mother's ass
and her baby sister's mouth (she evidently set the camera on
tripod she's kept handy). Naomi licks at the smear of shit
on the younger girl's face, then kisses her. She tongues her
and reaches as deep as she can into her mouth to recover
some of the mother's filth for herself. The video fades out
on the shot of the two sisters, six and sixteen kissing
rapturously, sharing their beautiful mother's bowel
movement.
Well! I shouldn't have to tell you that within minutes
(although only after a prolonged and enthusiastic round of
applause) every mother and every daughter had dispersed to
various rooms and soft corners of the garden to act on the
inspiration just provided by Vivian and her daughters. Or
that from that day forward, every good little girl will want
nothing more in life than to equal Poo's love and devotion
to her mother.
THE END
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