Part 2 -- the Real Housewives of Sausalito Mississippi
Copyright© 2023 by Paige Hawthorne
Chapter 81: Mellisa Heber, 14, Thong...
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 81: Mellisa Heber, 14, Thong... - 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 about half the young Cajun waitresses wore only a skirt. The rest had on only a CUNT thong. When the young server named Melissa Hebert came to take their order, Carole Landry said, “Show us what you got, honey.”
Both Carole and Naomi expected a pussy wedge, or that the girl would simply pull her thong aside. “Sure, Mrs. Landry.” She slid it down her body and casually tossed it on the bench beside Carole.
The little girl winked at Carole, “Mrs. Landry, please tell Richie that Melissa sends her best.”
“I certainly will.”
“Would you take a picture for him?”
“I certainly will, honey.”
Naomi ran the back of her finger up and down the little girl’s pussy, “I do love some things about the South. Check it out, Carole.”
Carole grinned and obliged.
Melissa stood there smiling, “Will that be a small pitcher of margaritas or large?”
Still fondling the little girl, “Small please — we have a big afternoon ahead of us.”
Melissa sashayed off, still nude. She drew a lot of appreciative stares and a couple of low whistles, but no complaints.
Carole said, “I forgot to mention that Mary’s has also done a lot to change the town’s attitude.”
“God, I’ll say — isn’t she scrumptious?”
When Melissa returned with drinks and food, she picked up her thong, “Oops, I forgot this.” She dangled it on her index finger and looked at Naomi, “Randy talks kinda funny, but we think he’s cute.”
“Can I take a picture for him too?”
“Acourse.” She tossed her thong on Naomi’s bench.
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