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Molly had celebrated her sixteenth birthday at a wild lesbian party on Valentine's Day; Rachael was three months older, but really submissive, always preferring to be tied up during childhood rough and tumble games.

Sex Education in this Erotic Literature Fantasy Land is highly problematic for teachers and students alike. As the High School Human Biology Teacher, Ms Lizzy Jones has to ensure that only the sixteen-year-olds are allowed to talk about human reproduction and sexuality, promulgating the myth that all students remain virgins until that magic birthday.

The school's policy included a complete ban on discussing puberty, self-exploration, masturbation, fornication, pregnancy, LGBTQ issues, pornography, sex outside of marriage, consent, or sexual orientation with any student below the age of sixteen.

Unsurprisingly this led to a huge incidence of teenage pregnancy, STIs, and sexual exploitation in the real world.

Lizzy's own daughter Lisa was now on her third pregnancy since puberty, still not officially knowing what caused it, and so was expelled from school again.

Ms Jones, the Human Biology and Sex Ed teacher, had already exhausted all the legal material for her class, attended by sixteen-year-olds Molly and Rachael.

The exams were nearly over and most students would be leaving soon for the long summer holiday and then start at sixth form college. Ms Jones planned one last day for her class to remember - a trip to the slightly obscure Mothers Milk farm. It had no web-site and no need for any advertising, but was very well known by the local maternity units and a large number of satisfied private clients.

“Do we need to bring anything?” asked Molly, thinking Wellington boots for the mud.

“Just an open mind,” replied Ms Jones, “it will all become clear when we arrive.''

Ms Jones collected the expectant group of students from the gates in the School Minibus and drove out into the Hampshire countryside.  Almost as soon as they had started, Rachael whipped out her smartphone and continued watching her favourite dark lesbian bondage video, sharing an earpiece with Molly.

Being the sub in this relationship, Rachael had to hold the phone leaving Molly’s hands free to wander over her friend’s body, easing clothing aside - jumper pulled up above bare breasts and jeans down around her ankles.

All of the other girls on the minibus took this as a sign to strip off and start making out with the boy or girl in the next seat - very soon a line of bras and panties were hanging from the overhead luggage rack and the randiest sixteen-year-olds sucking and fucking before Ms Jones driving had a chance to stop them.

Molly had two fingers inside her best friend’s slick pussy, regularly hitting the g-spot on the bumpy road - Rachael screamed as her orgasm coincided with the poor battered girl in the video soaking her female assailant from head to foot with squirt. 

Turning off the main road into a narrow wooded lane, they passed several traditional dairy farms and cottages before arriving at a gorgeous brand new oak-framed dormer bungalow. Once through the automatic front gate, Ms Jones parked the minibus discreetly beside one of the many outbuildings and climbed down, leaving the students to get dressed..

A pretty young girl rushed out, throwing her arms around the teacher's neck. “Hello sweetheart - you are looking particularly gorgeous today,” said Ms Jones, stroking the girl's bump.

"Mum - stop embarrassing me. You know I look dreadful in this skimpy shift dress we're all required to wear.."

It is true - the short white see-through dress did little to hide her engorged dark nipples or enormous pregnancy bump, but Lisa introduced herself to the class anyway.

"Welcome to Mother's Milk - I'll explain what goes on when we get inside, just follow me."

Lisa led the way, the boys ogling her petite teenage bottom, while the girls wondered about her prominent steel bracelet bearing the number 3.

Inside the brand new bungalow, it was clear why the huge windows were silvered; so that the occupants could see out, but nobody outside could watch the antics of the mostly-naked teenagers inside.

"You're all pregnant!" Rachael gasped, surveying the dozen or so young girls walking around supporting their bumps or patiently waiting for their next milking session.

Some of the girls voluntarily wore steel collars instead of the ID bracelets, leaving their wrists free for fisting.

Ms Jones explained that she had set up the centre initially just to provide a home for pregnant teens whose families wouldn't allow them a termination, but we're still too young to properly look after a baby.

Her daughter, Lisa was their first entrant, giving birth three months later. It was while the midwife was helping Lisa deal with her overflowing supply, breast-feeding her baby before giving him up for adoption, that the idea of supplying the surplus milk to other mothers arose.

Lisa experimented with various boys to father her next child and was pregnant again within a month, so her milk supply kept flowing.

Once the establishment was home to ten girls, Ms Jones and her regular midwife helper trialed the first milking parlour.

Unlike most dairy farms, once the Human Cows had been successfully serviced by the DNA-tested 'bulls', they were free to come and go as they pleased. Many were allowed home at the weekends for family visits, but always returned, often slightly more pregnant, desperate for milking.

"Come on girls and boys - let me show you how it works. There's no set times for milking, we just get up and go whenever the tits are getting a bit uncomfortable."

Lisa pressed her identity bracelet to the door sensor, which swished open to reveal a spotless, bright room with a curious stainless steel machine in the centre.

Lisa shrugged out of her dress, hanging it on a hook; now utterly naked she placed her feet in the raised foot-rests.

"Some girls prefer to kneel, but I like to stand." 

The milking machine adjusted the padded bar to the right height to support Lisa's bump as she leant forward to drop her swollen breasts into the automatic vacuum pumps. 

The curly pipes pulsated as the milk was sucked from her overflowing breasts, ran it through a chiller and gradually filled a glass flask. Everyone's attention was on Lisa's blissful expression, until Molly noticed the lubricated dildo entering her other end as the fucking machine sprang into life.

Lisa adjusted the speed and depth of the thrusts, timing her climax to coincide with the completion of milk extraction. As she panted towards her orgasm, Ms Jones suggested they give her some privacy and they left the room, returning to the main lounge.

Recovering slowly from watching the blatant sexuality of human milk production, Rachael thought she was on safer ground asking about how distribution was handled.

Lisa had rejoined the school party, pulling on a pair of leggings, but leaving her breasts bare to cool off (she said). 

"OK, so the HuCows look quite contented, without needing to be chained up or filled with drugs, but what about the bull?" asked Molly 

Ms Jones explained that they employed a team of motorcycle couriers to deliver the fresh milk to the local maternity units and private clients.

The all-male riders were only paid expenses, but often collected tips for extra personal services from grateful ladies after delivery. Their other duties included ensuring that Lisa and the other girls remained pregnant throughout the year; fucking each one every week, whether they needed it or not.

Births were handled by a visiting midwife and the babies put up for adoption after a week or so.

Lisa's bracelet confirmed this was her third pregnancy and she was now producing enough milk to start her own yoghurt brand.

Needless to say, another profitable revenue stream was the Pregnant Lesbian Sex and Milking webcam sessions for a very discerning (mostly male) clientele. 

Rachael

Since falling for Mikey, I've been straight as a die, hardly noticing the hot girls of my own age in school.  Years ago I'd had a fling with a girl from the swimming club, when the slap and tickle in the changing rooms got a bit out of hand. We had kissed and finger fucked that very first time, but the passion only lasted for a month or so before we both discovered boys.

But now, with the room reeking of female hormones, my panties were feeling rather damp. Suddenly, Ms Jones looked so desirable, playing with her daughter Lisa, stroking anti-stretch cream onto her breasts and bump. They dabbed cream onto each other's noses, laughing and joking on the sofa.

I couldn't help joining in, leaning over the back, kissing the side of Ms Jones neck. Thinking of the age difference between Molly and her lover Emma, I had to ask, "How can you still be so young, Ms Jones, and have a daughter my age?"

"Don't forget the two grandchildren," added Lisa, pulling at my blouse to check out my tits.

I dissolved into her arms, her mouth devouring mine as her mum lowered my jeans and cupped my bottom.

"Come here, baby girl, this could get me the sack, but you're worth it... and call me Lizzy."

Lizzy dragged Lisa and me off to the Play Room, shedding our few remaining clothes along the way.

All four walls of the Play Room were mirrored, floor to ceiling; the padded vinyl floor provided the perfect surface for tribbing, which Lizzy pulled me into. Oh she was good - grinding her pussy into mine, grabbing my tits, making me so wet that I barely noticed the blinking red LEDs on the numerous cameras mounted on the ceiling.

I managed to flip her over and thought I was winning the trib ‘contest’ when the image of Molly sucking off a motorcycle courier appeared on the huge monitor on one wall. There was no sound, but she was clearly enjoying her first taste of straight sex for some time.

Below the monitor was a row of Sybian masturbation machines, with single or double dildos. Some of which appear to have been replaced by Kegel electro-stimulation Vaginal Probes for toning up pussy muscles after birthing. Lisa straddled one of these, sinking her lubricated cunt onto the probe and setting the Sybian to a slow rotation speed; she looked blissfully happy.

Distracted, I succumbed to her Mum’s grinding, cumming in buckets when a fat dildo slid up my exposed arse.

Molly

Meanwhile in the Mating Room, in contrast to Rachael, Molly had been pretty starved of straight sex since becoming Emma’s plaything and now craved some hot male company.

Molly removed her black skirt, white blouse, and black tights. She kept on her sheer black bra and matching damp panties, figuring that the boys might appreciate them. Straddling the Fucking Bench, Molly now had the two couriers, Dave and Pete, out of their leather trousers and their cocks in her hands. She couldn’t help watching Lizzy and Rachael via the video feed trying out a double-ended dildo in the Play Room.

One guy secured her hands with his leather belt, encouraging his colleague to eat Molly’s pussy while he fucked her face. 

“How long have you been working here?” Molly tried to ask with a mouthful of Dave’s cock.

“Nearly three years now - I was Lisa’s first. Her Mum Lizzy was so controlling - she insisted on using AI to get her pregnant back then. She milked us and squirted it up her precious daughter when she was - you know - ovulating.”

“That was never going to work,” added Pete, thrusting up into Molly’s tight backside, “so we just went for Natural Insemination - every week - that did it.”

“But even now, we’re not allowed to waste the sperm, so no oral or anal; this is bliss” said Pete, flipping Molly over to cum on her tits.

Then they swapped over, finally double penetrating the babe, with tears streaming down her face and cum seeping from her well-fucked pussy. 

“Have you still got those tights, babe? Could you put them back on?”

Molly looked confused, until Pete produced a purple feeldoe, gesturing for her to insert it into his backside.

"I'm sure you've used one of these before with your girlfriend."

“You have to be kidding - you want me to peg you?”

“Then me, I've never been fucked by a lesbian,” chimed in Dave, grabbing the anal lube.

"OK you two - on your knees - let's see if we can waste a bit more of your precious spunk." 

Molly plowed into Pete's arse while jacking off Dave.

House tour

The rest of the class were treated to a tour of the home, marvelling at the huge kitchen/diner where the resident cook whipped up tasty meals at any time of the day or night.

The communal bedroom, for sleeping and occasional mating, was upstairs, next to the en-suite bathroom for bathing, toilet-sex and private masturbation.

Most of the resident's educational needs were met by Ms Jones and the internet.

A Doctor called in every day on her way to the Health Centre to check that all their medical needs were fully addressed.

The boys in the class were mesmerized by the lesbian porn compilations playing on monitors in every room. Today this was showing Squirting 101, featuring Eliza Jane and Riley Reid, carefully synchronised so that they could continue watching the hot babes fingering as they walked from room to room.

The tour finished with a visit to the bottling room, where the milk was tested, carefully packed in glass jars and labelled with a topless photo of the donor for full traceability.

Molly would love to have stayed on longer, getting to know her two couriers after fucking their brains out, but was off on holiday to Fuerteventura tomorrow with mum Justine and needed to pack one or two bikinis and sex toys.

Lizzy Jones gave Rachael her phone number as she drove the class back to school, just in case she fancied any more lesbian tuition over the long summer break while Mikey was at work.

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Fun on the Farm

It was tough running a farm during WW2. Gas and farm equipment were hard to get, even though farms were essential to the war effort. Even more difficult was good help since the armed forces were gobbling up the prime men and city jobs paid a lot more. Out on the plains it was a long way to town and neighbors weren't very close either. There was limited radio and no television yet. Hattie and Slim were fourth generation wheat farmers way west of Kansas City. They had a lot of land but no kids...

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A typical day at the farm

It's my favourite place to go because I get to see my "boyfriend" Herman again, along with all the other dogs and horses there. It's a two hour drive and about halfway there I tend to get impatient, wishing we were there already. My nipples are hard and my pussy is wet with anticipation. We always go down for the weekend, and it's crammed with activities from start to finish. It always leaves me totally drained and exhausted, but I wouldn't miss a chance to go to the farm for...

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Shelly On The Farm

Shelly On The Farm by Kent Collins Chapter 1 All I could smell was Frank's liquored breath. All I could feel was his callused, rough hands making my skin buck. It was awful. My own father. Well, really he was my stepfather, but that didn't make it right. I pulled at the waistband of my long-legged silk pajamas to make sure they were still snug. Keeping them on was part of the bargain and so was the tightly buttoned top that I'd fastened at the neck with a safety pin...

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Home On The Farm

My sister Beth and I grew up on a farm in Indiana. Living out in the country was pretty much a dull and restricted sort of life for teenagers. Since we had to ride the school bus, we had no opportunity to participate in extracurricular school activities–it was off to school in the morning and back home right school was out. This schedule cut down on our opportunities for dating, too, since it gave neither of us much chance to develop any kind of serious friendships or romantic relations...

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Lockdown on the farm

This is my first story, I'd love your feedback, especially from females, and would love to hear what you got up to reading this.------------------------------When the announcement was made that the UK was being placed in lock-down, unlike most girls her age, Jess wasn't that bothered. She had a small group of friends but didn't socialise with them much in her free time, preferring to spend her time reading and studying; or more recently, revising.After weeks of rain, the first day of lock-down...

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Back Home from The Farm

My sister Beth and I grew up on a farm in Indiana. Living out in the country was pretty much a dull and restricted sort of life for teenagers. Since we had to ride the school bus, we had no opportunity to participate in extracurricular school activities--it was off to school in the morning and back home right school was out. This schedule cut down on our opportunities for dating, too, since it gave neither of us much chance to develop any kind of serious friendships or romantic relations with...

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Shweta Aunty Stuck On My Farm

Hello, everyone, this is my first story and I hope you all enjoy it. Let me start with a notice. All characters and events in this story are fictitious. Any resemblance to those living or dead are purely coincidental. My name is aju and I’m 21 years old. This is the story of how I met with the rich aunty Shweta Menon and got to really enjoy her. She has worked in many movies mostly as a milf. The meaning of milf is a mom I’d love to fuck, and yes, I wish she was my mom and that I could fuck...

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Sex in farm

Hi I am Giree from Karnataka. I’m 18. When I came to know about ISSi thought to share my real story to all of u. It is a very true story. Right now i study 12th. Last year in vacations after my 11th, i visited my native place. Two of my uncles stay there. Both in the same house. A joint family. They both are farmers. We have 21 acres of farm. My smaller uncle had two children. One was small any and the another one was of my age. The other uncle had 4 children. All of them are married. A...

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Back Home on the Farm

My sister Beth and I grew up on a farm in Indiana. Living out in the country was pretty much a dull and restricted sort of life for teenagers. Since we had to ride the school bus, we had no opportunity to participate in extracurricular school activities--it was off to school in the morning and back home right school was out. This schedule cut down on our opportunities for dating, too, since it gave neither of us much chance to develop any kind of serious friendships or romantic relations with...

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Refugees IIChapter 4 An Experimental Farm

August 4, 1993 The ‘Dead Lands’ was a desert. The soil was rich, but the land was barren for the simple reason that there was no water. After a rain, the whole area blossomed with plants that grew quickly, flowered, wilted; and then disappeared under a harsh sun. Deep beneath the ground was an aquifer that could be tapped to turn the desert area into productive farm land. Unfortunately, how much water was actually available was still unknown, and Jade Force was made of the kind of people who...

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A Night on the Farm

It was late and we still had many miles to go. I was travelling with James, a gay friend of mine, and after landing a couple of days ago in El Paso, we had driven up through New Mexico, and now were heading to the area known as the Four Corners, where the four states of Arizona, Utah, Colorado and New Mexico meet. The reason for the trip was to look for some quite rare species of cactus plants, the collecting and cultivation of which were an unusual passion of mine. On field trips such as...

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The Davis Farm

                                                                 The Davis Farm                                                      Chapter 1 Soldier Boy                                                       by roccodadom44                                                       [email protected]  It sure wasnt what I expected, not at all. Having volunteered for the Union, out of Massachusetts, where I had been a seaman on coalers, I wanted to see the organized majestry of war, mid...

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Grandmas Farm

Grandma Hazel had four siblings; all boys. She was the third child and the only female of the five children. Thomas was the oldest child followed by, George, then Grandma Hazel, later Earl and Walter, the youngest boy. Her brothers were very protective of her and chased off any boyfriend that didn’t meet the high standards they had set for her. Grandma Hazel worked the farm right alongside her brothers and was considered by most as being a tough, but beautiful girl. She could toss a bale of...

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Femdom Farm

FEMDOM FARM ? 1, THE TRIAL ???????????????????????????????? FEMDOM FARM ? 1, THE TRIAL I knew I was in the shit as soon as I saw the bitch of a judge. She was one of those haughty ?Are you man enough?? whores, with flashing brown eyes, black hair that fell to her shoulders in glistening shafts, with a big, red mouth and a stunning ?Tit fuck? type figure. Oh, and she was black. And I could tell she didn?t like the look of little old white boy me, with my unfashionably long blonde hair...

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The family farm

"Your uncle and his family will be here soon Honey!" Your mom called to you. Finally! They were driving a caravan across a few states for a family friend. When they had delivered it they were going to stay with you and your mom on the old family farm for for the summer. They did not know for how long, but your uncle could afford flight tickets back. Though the house on the old family farm would be cramped, it would be nice to see them again, and get everything working. A tinge of shame filled...

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A Mercenarys TaleChapter 2 The Farm

As they made their way towards the centre of the village, Simon was walking along side Donald leading his horses. When they arrived, they were surprised that Felix’s body was still lying in the street. It was obvious that some animals had gnawed on it during the night. “Why hasn’t someone moved his body?” Donald enquired of the folk standing around. “It’s up to the relatives to deal with the body,” one of the men told him. “So what happens if there are no relatives? Is it just left in the...

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Jeff Leaves the Farm

CHAPTER 1 Love lies waiting for everyone, er almost everyone and in the romance stakes Jeff Harrison was a marginal candidate and that’s being generous. Jeff was lanky with mousy hair, big ears that almost flapped and had earned him the nickname of Dumbo at school. He tried to hide his weak chin with stubble he kept trimmed to about three-quarters of an inch but he was nibble-brained and great at fixing things. He grew up unloved because his mother wished she’d birthed two daughters rather...

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7 Cuckold Farm

7. Cuckold Farm. They had been married for some years now, Joe a hard working tractor driver in his 40`s and at one time a keen sexual being, Pam his wife, mid 30`s and not quite so keen sexually, at least to start with, never starting anything sexual at all and only then because of her feelings of duty and not because of any joy in the act. Once started and warmed up though she would “go with the flow” and would “get into the zone” as some would say and could be adventurous in her repertoire,...

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Seduced on the farm

This happened a few years back. I had recently left the service. I was in the Navy, CB’s, and after 6 years, I finally left. I was only 25 at the time, and came back home, to Oklahoma. The town I am from was okay size, around 20 thousand people, so there was plenty to do there, but jobs were hard to come by. When I moved back, I stayed with my mom and younger sister, Julie. My sister was 21 and just finishing up college, and lucky for her, she could live at home while attending school. Our dad...

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Down on the Farm

Kyle came out to his grandparents farm every summer. He always looked forward to it. He liked the change of scenery. He lived in the city with his folks and it was nice to get out in the country were everything was green and growing and you had some space. Another thing he looked forward to was hanging out with Jake. Jake’s parents had a place about half a mile down the road and he would come by in the afternoon when he got done working with his Dad. Kyle and Jake had been summertime friends...

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Auction At The Farm

Auction At The Farm----------We had just finished breakfast and were heading for the main barn office, when an entourage of black Suburbans followed by a sleek stretch limousine pulled into the parking area. Several sets of well-dressed men with dark glasses fairly well leapt out of the Suburbans and took positions around the limousine.My first impression was that the President or some other high government official had come for a visit. The men in dark glasses all had noticeable bulges, not in...

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The Stud Farm

This is a purely fantasy storyEveryone knows that for some couples it is hard to get pregnant. When it is down to the guy having a low sperm count (or no sperm at all) then there are the sperm banks. However, these are very expensive and have a high failure rate. Also with the change in law in the UK a few years ago the donors of the sperm can no longer remain anonymous. An enterprising couple decided that they would provide a different service. They would keep the idea of selecting the best...

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7 Cuckold Farm

7. Cuckold Farm. They had been married for some years now, Joe a hard working tractor driver in his 40`s and at one time a keen sexual being, Pam his wife, mid 30`s and not quite so keen sexually, at least to start with, never starting anything sexual at all and only then because of her feelings of duty and not because of any joy in the act. Once started and warmed up though she would “go with the flow” and would “get into the zone” as some would say and could be adventurous in her...

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The Farm

“Ok Grandpa, I can come down for the weekend. I’ve missed seeing you and Grandma. I have someone who I’d like you to meet.” I said as Grandpa was getting excited that I met someone. He knew my ex-boyfriend and knew he was nothing but trouble. “I sure hope he’s good to you.” Yes he is, in so many ways,” I reply. “We will be down by 4 in the afternoon on Friday, if that’s ok with you and Grandma?”My boyfriend Jimmy is thrilled to be going to visit with my grandparents, I talk about them all...

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