KINKY CATERING (FUUUUTTTAAASSS)

Story by misfit446

I started this story a while ago based on a drawing I put in the archive and GD I can't find it. It's in there somewhere. Don't know the artist but it was a woman reclining on a table with food a top her and her cock erect with cum running down her cock into a receptacle. If any of you find that drawing (colored drawing) please post it here. I'll spend some more time to see if I can find it later. I HAVE TO EAT. I just wanted to get this story out of my head to move on. There's so much to do yet. Anyway, enjoy!

FOUND THE PIC. Here it is.

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KINKY CATERING

Bella Sorensen was going through the current month’s accounting. Her ad on craig’s list was doing wonders for her business. She already was booked solid for the next several weeks. It wasn’t that the food was the best in the world that she was a must at a party. No, it was because of her staff. Her serving staff.

Bella was a fifty year old happily married dick woman who had worked in a variety of endeavors. Having her three children now out of college, she wanted something to take up some of her time. She thought the business would be a part time thing. The joke was on her. Her eldest, Greg was now working as an investment broker and engaged to a wonderful dick girl who seemed to worship is twenty inch cock and big balls. Bonnie, his fiancé pretty much had given her life to having children for Greg was pretty potent. He donated twice a month to the local Muta sperm bank and was quite a popular choice for his superb donations. Bella’s two daughters Carla and Valerie, were now working for her.

Being over twenty one, Bella had no problems in hiring her girls when they expressed an interest in working for their Mom’s business.

Bella’s husband, Mike was a graphic artist and worked from his home studio mostly. So this enterprise was a little distraction from her almost empty family life. Neither her husband nor she really thought this business would catch on so quickly but were pleasantly surprised when they saw the accounting results.

At first, she only had a few dick girls on staff. Maria, Heidi and Ann were her first girls. After working on different costumes, Bella had all the girls model them for her. That evening was a futa fuckfest to the extreme. What a mess. The new carpets HAD to be removed and tile installed. It was so much easier to clean up.

As word spread, she got more applicants for her business. Soon she had a staff of over twenty cock girls, all different sizes, shapes and kinks. One girl, Austin, was amazing with her controlled cumming. Bella knew just what to do with her.

When Carla and Valerie decided to join, that put the girls at twenty four. Enough to round robin the girls so that they could store up for the different positions. So more costumes were thought up and made by a local and trusted female tailor.

With the kitchen equipment, renting the building, renovations, the chefs, the extras and the girls, Mike and Bella had invested over a hundred thousand in the business. But in over a year and a half, they had made back the money and much more.

Finishing up her business on the computer, she logged off and sat back, sighing contentedly. Then the phone rang.

“Kinky Catering,” she answered.

“Um, hi. I’m the party director for our sorority here at Western Tech.”

“Oh, yeah. My kids went there. Which house?”

“Triple Delts.”

“Oooh, the titty house.”

“Yeah,” the caller giggled. “Well, we were wondering if we could book you for an exclusive party just for the graduating sisters. Maybe twenty five girls or so.”

“Okay, we have several standard plans that we like to start with and can always adapt it. Have you got the menu?”

“No, I-I just heard about your service recently.”

“I can email you a PDF file so you can see what we have. Is that alright?”

The college girl gave her the email address as Bella still talked with her. She got the computer going and soon sent off the menu.

“Check your email. I just sent it.” Bella heard some typing and then a heavy gasp.

“I know the prices are a bit high but we can modify any of the standard plans to fit your needs.”

“Wow. Well, I’ll have to talk with our house treasurer.”

“You do what you have to. But let me add we’d love to do that party. We’re very professional and our food is quite good.”

“I’ll see what I can do. Thanks.” Bella hung up and stood, the aroma of the food being prepared sent her stomach rumbling.

The kitchen was hot, pots bubbling, pans sizzling and the chefs rushing about working on the food for the party tonight. “Hey Pierre,” Bella said to the head chef. He nodded at her and kept working. The newest assistant chef, Sherry, was working on the canapés. Pierre looked over and growled.

“NO NO NO!. Too small. Make bigger,” he said, moving his arms out wide. Bella walked over to the pretty red head and watch

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