Part 2 -- the Real Housewives of Sausalito Mississippi
Copyright© 2023 by Paige Hawthorne
Chapter 192: Lisa Doucet, 22, keynote speaker...
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 192: Lisa Doucet, 22, keynote speaker... - Warning: Do not try this at home! Kate Broussard, owner of the Miss Kitty’s strip club, has one more hurdle to clear in her campaign to sexualize Sausalito. The final barrier is to promote, and eventually normalize, incest. Specifically, mothers and sons. The cast of characters sweeps through multiple families and several generations. The once-unthinkable gradually becomes acceptable. Then Kate pushes things further. Then further. This sexual parody is not for the faint of heart. Lock and Load.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Coercion Fiction Incest Mother Son Brother Sister
At Contrary Mary’s, a precedent had been set. The Sexiest Moms in Town had appeared stark fucking naked in public. Not just on stage during the competition, but at Contrary Mary’s — with the place packed full of appreciative men, women, and a few kids. No complaints were registered from the lucky customers who were there that night.
The usual wails and moans came from the dwindling number of devout church-goers. But even that had been muted by the fact that the Sexiest Mom in Town — Lisa Doucet — was the Baptist preacher’s daughter.
So, once Kate had debuted her four girls at Mary’s, speculation began to grow. The town knew she wouldn’t stop there. So, what next? The Chamber of Commerce? The Lions Club? A ribbon-cutting ceremony at the new Piggly Wiggly?
Nope.
All five girls were scheduled for Senior Appreciation Day at Sausalito High School. Lisa Doucet would be the keynote speaker — “What it means to be the Sexiest Mom in Town.”
Kate explained to Eulalie, “All five will be naked, but Lisa will have pink heels and a pink graduation cap.”
Eulalie laughed, “And Helene Washington approved it without asking me to sign off on it?”
“Yeah, since we held the pageant at John Lee ... well, I guess she figured this would be kind of tame.”
“And you plan to work the Sexy Moms into the lower schools too?”
“Of course. Shannon keeps running articles on them in the Chronicle — they’re the talk of the town.”
“Are you writing Lisa’s speech?”
“Of course. Short and sexy — more show than tell.”
“Good girl.”
Senior Appreciation Day was held every Spring. The senior class showed up for the first-period speeches in the auditorium — then they were free for the day. No classes, no homework — just a series of parties that began around noon and lasted past midnight.
Usually the principal made a few brief remarks — like she would at graduation, but in a more casual setting. This year though, Lisa Doucet would give the address.
The event was traditionally low-key — more of a ‘have-fun, kids’ type of thing than a serious discussion about post-graduate life. The other classes were required to attend the ceremony, but that was about it as far as the audience was concerned. A few conscientious parents showed up if they didn’t have to work, but those were few and far between.
The main concerns were that the dads didn’t want their sons to drive after they’d been drinking. And the moms didn’t want their daughters to get knocked up. “Sure, baby, suck as much cock as you want, but...”
Sigh, “I know, Mama, I know.”
This year would be different. A lot different. Shannon Trudeau broke the story on the front page of the Chronicle:
“The Sexiest Moms in Town to Attend Senior Appreciation Day! Naked!”
The auditorium was packed.
Darlene, now fully in charge, had sent her girls to Wendy’s Salon. New haircuts, legs shaved, pussies touched up, freshly-scrubbed faces, subtle makeup. They gleamed.
The four runner-ups had new pixie cuts which outlined their faces and made them seem even younger. Lisa Doucet’s new do was a French bob that curled up between her ears and chin. Short bangs crowned her forehead.
Backstage, Darlene told them, “Feel each other up — get excited. I want to see hard nipples and wet pussies onstage.”
“Yes ma’am!”
In honor of the occasion, the Superintendent herself — Helene Washington — kicked off the show.
“We all know what you’re waiting for, so let’s give it up for the Sexiest Moms in Town! Here’s our first one — Leslie Boudreaux.”
Leslie strutted out, shoulders back, head held high. The crowd roared its approval as the spotlight followed her to the front of the stage.
“Marnie Bassinet.”
“Sylvie Baronne.”
“Chrissy Bardot.”
The spotlight swept back and forth, then widened to include them all. As instructed, they put their hands on their butts and did a quick bump and grind.
Then they moved a couple of steps to the side to make room for Lisa. Leslie and Marnie held hands; so did Sylvie and Chrissy.
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