<div class="floatleft">(https://c4.wallpaperflare.com/wallpaper/910/916/865/looking-at-viewer-women-elizabeth-turner-model-wallpaper-preview.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong><br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>June 1, 9 pm.<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Car -> Home<br/><strong>Mood:</strong>Amazed<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Erin, Mar<br/><hr/><hr/><br/>Celeste had never really understood food fetishes. Not, of course, that she had anything against them. They just didn't particularly excite her. And yet she could not ignore the tingle between her legs when Erin raised the spoon with its delicious dessert up to her lips. There was a powerful eroticism to it, perhaps because Mommy was feeding her sweet girl as if she were a child and not a 20-year-old woman. Or perhaps it was something else, the awakening of a new desire. Whatever the reason, the younger girl accepted the spoon into her mouth and the dessert onto her tongue, and she offered a small moan similar to the one that had escaped Erin a moment earlier. But that was nothing compared to the hitch in her breath when, without warning, a hand slipped inside her dress and found her breast.<br/><br/>That she knew this sort of thing was coming did nothing to dampen her nerves - or her excitement. And as sensitive as her tits were, what thrilled Celeste the most was that Erin had done it without asking. Just like Erin didn't<em>ask</em>Celeste and Daddy to kiss. At least, Mommy hadn't asked Celeste. Neither did Mar. Never in her life had the pretty little blonde felt so . . .<em>submissive</em>. So helpless. So wonderful. Her mouth opened to accept her Daddy's tongue, and, overwhelmed by the moment, she moaned into their kiss and let Mar claim her however Mar decided she wanted to claim her little girl.<br/><br/>Too soon for Celeste - and not nearly soon enough - the car slowed to a halt in front of a home she'd only ever seen in pictures. How much more magnificent it was in person! She gaped at the structure, and the lawn, and everything else, as the three made their up to the front door.<em>Home.</em>Celeste thought. This was her home now. She wasn't sure why that made her so nervous - perhaps because she didn't feel worthy.<br/><br/>When they stepped inside, though, that thought almost immediately vanished from her mind. "That's huge." She whispered, eyes on the massive tank of fish. Celeste leaned in to take a closer look at one of the fish, and almost immediately jumped back when she saw an ugly eel staring her in the eye.<em>I don't like that one,</em>she promptly decided. "You guys are cute." She giggled at their banter. Although, she was quite certain that, on this, she sided with Mommy. Pets - even if their were just fish! - were<em>not</em>food.<br/><br/>But then Daddy mentioned the pool, and immediately sweet Celeste was back on Mar's side. Their pretty little blonde<em>loved</em>to swim.<br/><br/>"This is<em>incredible!</em>" She said once they'd found their way to the pool area, fancier than anything she'd ever seen before. Big blue eyes roamed the room while Daddy spoke: they found the sauna and the hot-tub; the slanted windows on the ceiling and every other detail she could absorb in the moment. Celeste was quite certain that she'd be spending a great deal of time down here.<br/><br/>She nodded to Daddy's instructions about the rules, although it was quite obvious that she wasn't really listening. Her eyes were on the pool and she was, no doubt, envisioning her first dip in that crystal clear water.