Nashville Pussy (Season 2)
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Episode 27: MITZI MOUNTaIN’ BOP
Erotica Sex Story: Episode 27: MITZI MOUNTaIN’ BOP - Season two continues the insanity that is Nashville. With a criminal organization like Watchtower making all the rules, the population thrives on the ability to get away with whatever they want. Naked in the streets. Primal sex in front of everyone. Businesses promoting lude acts. Pet stores that sell human pets. Strip clubs gone beyond extreme. Schools teaching all the wrong subjects. Is it no wonder Nashville is the fastest growing city in the U.S? YEEHAW!
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Blackmail Hypnosis Mind Control Romantic Slavery Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction School Workplace Incest Mother Son Sister Father Daughter Uncle Niece Nephew BDSM DomSub MaleDom FemaleDom Humiliation Rough Sadistic Gang Bang Orgy Swinging Interracial Anal Sex Analingus Double Penetration Exhibitionism Facial Fisting Massage Masturbation Oral Sex Sex Toys Squirting Tit-Fucking Voyeurism
1:30 PM!
“Hey, Mitz?”
“In here!”
After coming indoors from mowing his yard Joe Martin searched for his wife. When he woke up earlier, he took a shower to escape the stench of sex he had incurred at Club Cashanova. Luckily, his wife was asleep when he came home and still out cold when he woke up. In synch she too reeked of sex but neither truly noticed.
Dire straits for the loving couple they somehow managed to avoid one another under the stress. With Joe mowing, Mitzi Martin crawled from bed and ran herself a bubble bath. Bubbles galore masked her scent until purged. Her lavender luffa was her best friend. Well, second best friend. Make that her third. Her second was her dildo, the first her bottle of Bacardi. All of which she brought to her tub with her.
“Drinking this early?”
“We can’t play spin the bottle when it’s full.”
She flipped her tongue out at him. He merely frowned at her and lifted the toilet seat. Luring his dick out of his slacks he hovered and urinated right in front of her. There was no shyness between them after twenty years of marriage. “Do you want to go for a walk with me later after Tawny moves? It’s such a nice day we could use some air and alone time. Having her out of the house we can finally be empty nesters.”
“I would, but I promised my crew I’d help on that ‘68 Mustang project down at the body shop.”
“Again? You leave me alone far too much Joe. Now I’m considering getting a job just so I can feel alive again.”
“Job, huh?” He puckered as he zipped up then flushed the toilet. Washing his hands he pondered that little bit of inspiration. “We could always use the extra money. You know darn well Tawny will still be begging for cash when she needs something. Jesse won’t front her with that new house payment to cope with.”
“So, you would be alright if I looked for work?”
“First things first. No job is going to hire you if you’re drunk all the time.”
“I’m working on that. I know it has taken a toll on our marriage.”
“Yes and no. I still love you like the first day we met.” That stunned Mitzi. “By yes, I mean there are days you let the alcohol lead you into temptation. Teasing Jesse right in front of Tawny doesn’t look good. Least of all in front of me.”
“I know! You knew what I was like when you married me. I’ve tamed down a lot and you know it. If I’m sober, I don’t do anything that bad.”
Until last night! She gave into not only Jesse Manley, his best friend Bannon Walsh, but Bannon’s dad Bannon senior, a local bad cop. Now she agreed to serve Jesse as his sex slave when called upon and was dealt a darker blow in Bannon senior’s abusive blackmail scheme. Now she feared that she would be on-call every time Joe was gone. Jesse she could deal with but the cops, that made her want to drink even more. She could never admit to any of this to Joe or it might destroy their marriage.
“What kind of job?”
“A stripper, maybe.” She said with an emotionless expression. Hearing and seeing her in the moment he felt his gut churn. Did she know he was at Cashanova last night? One of many times in the past few weeks. Flipping her tongue at him again she added, “I’m teasing. You! Not other men!” Cough! Cough! “I really don’t have much of a resume. You kept me a housewife all of these years. It would have to be something easy. I do recall Tawny saying something about a few retirees at Horton-Dexter. Maybe I could look into a job there. Jesse’s dad is the principal.”
“No teaching degree under your belt.” Just one gorgeous pussy! “I mean Carl might find something for you like cafeteria help or janitorial. Heck, maybe my brother Jon can find you something at his church.”
“I’d rather not. My luck he would want me in the nursery to babysit young babies. I’ll check out the want ads while you’re at the body shop.”
“Alright! I’ll support your desire to try something new.” It would give him more free time to himself. Now he wanted to hit up Cashanova again. Still, too early at the moment. Although, business might not be that hectic. “Who am I kidding, it’s a Saturday and the dancers have made that joint a brothel. My kind of place! I wonder if Boots Bailey is there this early.” Hmm! “Let me hit the road. I love you, Mrs. Martin.” Leaning over her bathwater he kissed his wife goodbye. “Lilac!” He inhaled the scent of bath beads. Mostly lies, lack of honesty!
“And Bacardi! You don’t have to sugar coat it.”
“That bottle better not be empty when I get home.”
“The liquor store is only three blocks away.”
A final razz his direction, he sneered at her then left the bathroom. The second he was gone her cellphone rang. Resting on a tray next to her tub she reached for it. To her shock a text from Watchtower came through. Reading it to herself it said, “You look ravishing today, Red. How would they know?”
Her cell camera at the moment allowed Watchtower hackers a face-to-face home movie. Aside that, micro cameras were all over their home, hidden while she was busy last night with her neighbor Sean. Fucking cops! Now they could observe every move the bombshell ginger made in her own home. She would catch onto them soon enough. Typing back she said, “Hello.”
“Your actions last night has made you a star, Ms. Martin.” Once read a video appeared linking her to the Disgracebook app. Seeing herself fucking her neighbor Sean Phillips in his living room she dropped her jaw.
“You may relax. Your husband will not be allowed to access this video. Nor any of his associates. If you will kindly look at the viewership at the bottom right, you will notice that you are a monster hit with the community. Over 10,000 viewers from around the world have clicked like. Each time you get a like you earn fifty cents. You now have $10,000 in a new account set up just for you. Only you know of it. Only you can access it.”
“So, this is my new job?” She said out loud! In response a text showed up to let her know she was heard. It read, “There will be an availability position at Horton-Dexter in the library. It will be arranged. We will speak with Carl Manley directly. He will be in contact in the coming days. Yes, we can hear you speak. Your cellphone is our source. It also tracks your whereabouts. Never leave home without it.”
“Joe can never know what I do.”
“Let us worry about your husband. Your daughter and her friends are on the way. Make yourself presentable and we will speak again once she leaves.”
“Okay! Um! Bye!” No reply she sat her cell aside, took a swig of Bacardi right out of the bottle then climbed out of her tub. While it drained, she dried off and hurried to get dressed. Concerning wardrobe? Decisions! Decisions! It was a balmy 98 today.
Shortly after leaving his wife Joe grabbed his truck keys and started out the front door. On his way to the driveway, he happened to look across the street and see that his buddy Sean Phillips had just gotten home. Pausing a bit, he watched as two young girls in skimpy bikinis got out of his car with him. “What in the hell? Who does he have with him.”
Sean looked around himself with a hint of stress and noticed Joe. Throwing a hand in the air to say hi led Joe to take the time to cross the street. “You adopt some, Girl Scouts?”
“Hey, Buddy! This young lady here is my niece Kelsi and her friend Loraine. I just went to watch their swim meet at the YWCA. Kelsi here won her match.” Hearing his pride Kelsi Phillips danced in step with her arms in the air. While only 15-years old she was already groomed by the local police force. Shaking her titties came naturally. That bikini top barely kept her areolas hidden. Her friend Loraine was less energetic but had a warm smile as she glared at Joe.
“Howdy, ladies! Congrats, Kelsi!” Watching Kelsi hug up on her uncle was a bit extreme, her hand lay mere inches from his inseam. Shocked by their closeness Joe glanced at Loraine. “Lord! She looks a little like Boots Bailey. I wonder if they’re related. I’ll have to ask Boots later if she’s at the club.”
“Where you headed?” Sean asked! He seemed tense, Joe concluding that it might be due to his niece acting so giddy. Far from it! Sean was feeling badly for fucking Mitzi last night. He could never speak of it or his world would be over.
“Body shop! Working on a sweet ‘68 Mustang. I’m running late, I better hightail it. Nice meeting you girls.” Loraine fluttered her fingers at Joe then caressed her cleavage. Slightly heavy she carried it well. All-too sexy at her age. Too sexy for 15 that was for a certain.
“Take care, Joe! Let’s go girls. I’ll feed you lunch.” That meant his big dick. Watchtower made this happen. Guilt? Not much! Old pervert’s and teasing nieces were always a nasty combo. Loraine was just along for the ride. Bouncy! Bouncy!
Crossing the street Joe again was held up as two cars pulled up on the curb. More young girls called out to him before he could climb into his F-150. A symphony of, “Hi, Mister Martin.” made him grin. Cheerleaders! His daughter Tawny escaping the vehicle belonging to Robin Banks raced up to him and gave him a hug.
“Not helping me pack, Daddy? We could use your truck.”
“Too late now! I’m going to work. You don’t have that much. You can find a tube of bungee cords in the garage. I suggest you tie your mattress and box spring down good. It might not be that far to Jesse’s house, but you don’t need to hold up traffic if it falls off.”
“It won’t!” Octavia Bradley chimed in, tugging her cleavage lower until her areolas popped free for a two second reveal. Joe always loved Octavia’s visits. “I know what I’m doing. My family moves every two years. Her dresser can go in my trunk.”
“How in the hell are you planning on stashing boxes and totes when you have both cars full of booty.” He chuckled while waving at Tina Wiles and her baby sister Trisha. Trisha was a last-minute addition to their moving day. Originally, Trisha had plans with her friend until she called to say something came up. What Trisha didn’t know was that her friend Kelsi was directly across the street. She missed seeing her by three minutes. That could have been a mess.
“Sitting on laps!” Priscilla Vincent laughed! “We’re good at that.”
“TMI!” He playfully plugged his ears as if to tune her out. He knew darn well what they were like. Throughout the years when any of these girls spent the night with Tawny, he faced these lap loungers. Taunted one too many times! “I’m out! Don’t be a stranger!”
“Free at last! Naked forever!” Tawny squealed with her hands in the air. “Love you, dad!”
“Love you too, freeloader!”
Climbing in he backed out before she could ask for money. The girls all waved and shook their tits at him. “Kids! I swear!” Just ask Sean Phillips! He was getting a blowjob by both Kelsi and Loraine at the same time. Lap dances soon enough!
“What have I gotten myself into?”
Mitzi in her closet found a black t-shirt. Certainly nothing fancy she slipped it on then searched for shorts. Eying her reflection in her closet door’s mirror she fidgeted with indecision.
“Fuck it! I’m just going with the shirt until Tawny leaves. The hem covers my lower body enough. Besides, I’ve seen Tawny and her friends wear shorter. I’m done being the proper mother.”
Leaving the closet she at least sprayed on perfume and dabbed some lip gloss. No makeup, her complexion was in all honesty pretty hot without any. Joe rarely allowed her to splurge on cosmetics so, Tawny often got her portion. “You know! If Joe sees that I’m bringing money home, he can’t bitch when I decide on makeup and a new wardrobe. That $5000 they gave me for the video can buy a few things. Now, I really wish I had a driver’s license to go shopping.”
Hearing the girls walk through the front door chattering, Mitzi lost her train of thought and made her way out of her bedroom. Already in Tawny’s room Mitzi greeted the Wile’s sisters standing in the hall. Robin and Priscilla were already dragging the full-size mattress off of Tawny’s bed. Tawny herself was wadding her bedding up to toss it into a tote.
With Robin and Priss hauling out the mattress Tina stepped in and waited on Tawny to finish before teaming up on the box spring. Tawny nodded at her extra-large teddy bear instructing Trisha to carry him out. Chokey the Bear was almost as big as she was. Mitzi patted Trisha on the shoulder in passing saying, “Don’t get mauled!” She then stepped aside to let the girls figure out how to navigate the box spring without scuffing up the walls. Sealing the bedding tote Mitzi chose to carry it on out to the cars to be of help.
Octavia Bradley had gone to the garage for the tube of bungee cords and returned with a bicycle. “One of us can ride this to Jesse’s to make more room in the car.” Tawny’s 10-speed was still in perfect condition. Bantering over it Tina suggested that Trisha do the honors. Trisha was fine by that; it was only eight-blocks to Jesse’s house. With the cars required to drive slower than normal due to the bed parts up on top it would be safe to say she could keep up. Checking the tires first Mitzi said they needed air. With a compressor in the garage, she rolled it right on back and spent time airing them up. Trisha joined her now that Chokey the Bear was in Robin’s backseat alongside that bedding tote.
Priss and Octavia took time to bungee the mattress, then the box spring, one on each vehicle. While they were occupied Tina, Tawny, and Robin went back to unload and haul out Tawny’s small dresser, metal folding bed frame and headboard. Tina carried drawers to make the actual dresser light. That was stashed inside Octavia’s car trunk and more bungees were used to hold the trunk lid down. A lamp and small bedside stand went into Robin’s trunk. Boxes of clothing and smaller intimate things were packed into both backseats and floorboards. The headboard was tied flat to Octavia’s car hood. By the time they were finished they realized that Joe was right.
“Uh! Clown cars anyone?” Robin chuckled! “No way are we all fitting inside the passenger front seats.”
“We can draw straws to see who rides on the roof.” Tina mused! “I’ll volunteer! Bungee seatbelt me in.” Laughing she carefully climbed onto Octavia’s car hood and up onto the box spring. “Just don’t take any corners too fast and throw me off.”
“You girls are going to get pulled over.” Mitzi shook her head now that she and Trisha returned from the garage. “A couple of you could always walk.” Naw! There was too much sweating as it was!
Tawny took to the mattress atop Robin’s ride. While up there she laughed and acted as if she were masturbating. Witness to it Priscilla dared her to do that all the way to Jesse’s. The challenge was directed at Tina too. Mitzi had heard enough. “I better not get a call to bail you out of jail or any trip to the ER.”
“Relax, Mitzi! We won’t do more than twenty miles-per-hour.”
“I’m serious young lady.” Mom pointed at Tawny. She then smirked! “That does look like fun.” Bungee strapped in Tawny and Tina laughed hard then both wiggled out of their tight shorts. Tossing them to Priss and Robin this left the girls like Mitzi, wearing only a t-shirt. “Let the good times roll!”
“PLEASE BE CAREFUL!”
Robin and Octavia starting their cars, Priss rode with Octavia. As they pulled away Mitzi watched them until turning right at the stop sign down the street. Trisha following them kept up just fine. Once gone Mitzi’s phone rang. “My ... now they are calling me.” Answering she said hello.
“We will inform you of their safety. No police officers will pull them over.”
“Eavesdropping still.”
“Forevermore! This includes their cellphones. Every phone in Nashville unless they use burner phones. You are instructed to walk over to the home of Sean Phillips and see exactly what kind of authority we possess.”
“I already know he is supposed to have his niece over. But alright!”
Barefoot she walked across the street and up to his front door. With the inner door open he could hear girls moaning. Unable to see them she diverted to his picture window to look inside. Riding Sean’s cock was Kelsi. Her friend Loraine was sitting on his face. Rather than speak Mitzi thought, “That is so wrong. Those girls are still babies.”
“Your daughter just removed her shirt. She is masturbating naked on top of the car. Tina Wiles has just joined her in removing her shirt. This is what we look for. Boldness! Fearless endeavors! Your daughter has always been quite the exhibitionist.”
“Are you saying Tawny ... works for you?”
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