Cougar House
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Episode 76: DAMagE CONTROL
Erotica Sex Story: Episode 76: DAMagE CONTROL - The widow Margo Needy prepared to send her adopted son Elliot off to Paris to a college program for high intellects. Left alone in the wilderness mansion of her late husband, college basketball coach Darryl Needy, she opted to let her son's young friends rent spare rooms to feel safe. Let her secrets and theirs lead Momma Margo down a gloriously erotic path that goes darker by the day. It was time for Margo to let it all hang out. Just like it was time for those boys to become men. BIG TIME!
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Romantic Slavery BiSexual Heterosexual MaleDom Humiliation Rough Spanking Gang Bang Group Sex Orgy Swinging Exhibitionism Massage Masturbation Oral Sex Sex Toys Squirting Tit-Fucking Voyeurism Illustrated
4:58 PM
Sheriff Curtis “Coot” Donnelly surveyed the ashes of One-on-One Apartments, firefighters winding down pretty much everything they could do in putting out the blaze. The twelve-unit complex was down to one level, the top floor collapsed onto the bottom, nothing was truly salvageable.
Having called FBI Head of Operations, Eastman Bridge, in DC to inform him of suspecting that Hispanic hitman Raoul the Puma had resided at the apartments Bridge dispatched his own qualified bomb experts to go over the bombshell notes. The local team were former military ladies out of the small city Ballister some fifty miles North with fifteen years’ experience by the names of Cree Lofton and Leslie Chism. Cree, a gorgeous black Cougar of 38 with a physique that proved she was tough even if she only defused bombs in Afghanistan for a career until she lost a leg in the situation. Bearing a prosthetic left leg Cree got around as if her true limb was still there. Her unit called her Phantom Limp. She was good with that.
Her partner Leslie Chism was a tall extremely busty blonde who always wore her hair in a French braided ponytail. Like Cree they kept fit even in a mostly boring job. Now that she was out of the military Lez as they called her, primarily because she was just that, a hot lesbian of 40, had covered her upper shoulders to the neck and full sleeves down both arms in tattoos. She needed to express herself and found art her best option.
Her girlfriend Zima called her Chesty Chism. 40D’s on a bodybuilder bod she held up well. At any rate Coot chose to step in with the ladies and FBI plain clothes bomb whisperer Gannon Walsh and learn what had rattled his quiet town. His Deputy Riley Filmore had filled him in on what young Grace Goode had let him know of her next-door neighbor Raoul. The conclusion seemed obvious, but the question remained, was he the Puma? Going by tennis shoes and being Hispanic was not enough.
“Any deductions, Ladies?”
“Definitely C4 with a hair trigger device.” Cree advised! “The second the owner of those apartments unlocked the door he was in five or more pieces. Whomever resided there knew his ordinance.”
“Sifting through smoke and ashes we found guns.” Lez added! “Definitely not street level. I’m talking AK and grenade shrapnel. The initial blast was so strong it ignited the grenades right along with it. Our resident didn’t want anyone to know he was that armed. Under the bed stash I’d guess, if the landlord had him living there for any length of time.”
“I had a witness that the guy living there left around 10:00 PM last night.” Coot glanced at Gannon who was debriefed already on the attack at Margo Needy’s. The local ladies had no idea concerning that attack and the FBI preferred to keep the connective tissue to themselves. “Whereabouts unknown. Only a first name of Raoul. Left his home with a pool cue bag is pretty much it, outside of a car description. Cream colored sedan but they didn’t know the model.” Coot made eye contact with Gannon Walsh, who lightly nodded that he knew the car found hidden in the trees at Margo’s property was indeed cream colored. “Not much else to go on.”
“I’ll continue my investigation on my own. I appreciate you ladies in coming out to assess the situation and make certain no further blasts could occur. I’ll be sure to praise your efforts to your superiors.”
“All good!” Lez nodded! “Hey, Sheriff? I’ve had my eye on Wildwood a while now. Ever consider a bomb unit?” Gannon chose to investigate the charred remains a bit more closely, leaving the ladies to chat with Coot further.
“Not on my budget. Looking for a few new recruits as officer’s though. Probably couldn’t pay you what your squad does.”
“Does? This is our first call in eight weeks.” Cree frowned! “Bored out of our skin up in Ballister. Desk jobs are not our thing.”
“Easy money.” Coot shrugged!
“Money isn’t everything Sheriff Donnelly. Cozy, quaint, but busy is my teacup.” The busty blonde sighed! “I’m just looking to settle down with my girl Zima, maybe get out of the boom-boom business. I mean, even if I demoted myself, I could be of use if there ever were any further wire and retire situations closer to home. Hell, I might even be able to swing working here and in Ballister. Maybe, let me float as necessary?”
“You really want to move here to Wildwood? Nothing special outside of the scenery.”
“You think on it. I won’t be offended if you say no. Just a prospect.”
“I already have one new recruit coming in next week. Room for another I suppose. Town my size I’m required to employ ten officers to cover all hours. My roster now is six on double shifts.” He omitted telling them of Bebe Service being wounded last night. “I have been looking over applicants. 40K my best offer.”
“When do you need me?”
“That fast?” Cree squinted at her partner. “You’re going to leave me?”
“You know I’ve needed change a while now Creedence. Zima and I are ready to start a family.”
“So have I Lez, but... “ She fidgeted! “Put me in a squad car and keep me away from a desk?” She lifted her prosthetic limb. “Don’t let this sway you I run faster than a cheetah.” She smirked! “Time me if you need to.”
“She’s a black belt at that.” Leslie chuckled! “We’re both crack shots too. Afghanistan has us prepared. Minus the PTSD!”
“Talk with your superiors and have them call me. If you’re serious, I’ll bite.”
“Housing market good down here? Zima and I rent but we’re looking to buy.”
“Time’s right, I’ll hook you up with Bianca Goode. She’s our real estate champion in these parts. Pastor’s wife too, if you’re looking for a nice religious experience her ole’ man is a hell ... bad choice of words, a wonderful speaker.”
“I love me some gospel.” Cree grinned! “Raised in the church. Choir gal my whole childhood until I enlisted.”
“If you can schedule us right Cree and I can live in Ballister a month or so and drive back and forth until we can get settled here. Give us time to look at houses,” Leslie peered over her shoulder, “probably not apartments.” Coot nodded with a sigh.
“It’s not going to be the same without ole’ Drew. One heck of a nice guy. I’m just glad no other tenants were home at the time. Place was called One-on-One for a reason. He only rented to single individuals, no kids.” Resident Maria Salazar had not even thought of that after getting her niece Lola. Moot point now!
“He was so nice he even gave each tenant one month free a year. This Raoul guy couldn’t have lived here long unless Drew was lucky enough to catch him at home anytime he needed to do something to fix the apartment. Anyways, I need to probably do some boot sifting for clues of my own. You know how to find me when you’re ready to report. Superiors consent first.” He pointed! “Courtesy!”
“Thanks for the vote of confidence Sheriff.”
“Call me Coot.”
“We’ll just call you Chief. Sir!” Leslie saluted him military style. “Old habits!”
“Works for me.”
“Yes, we do.” Cree giggled, her amazing eyes wide and sparkling. “New us!” A high five between bombshells. Boom and Boom again!
Margo Needy’s future B&B ... fingers crossed.
“Good thing ole’ Darryl Needy had everything we needed in his garage. Mixing concrete way back there would be hades without all of this extra hose. Keep dumping bags Greg. Don’t let the base dry out Benjamin, always mix nonstop.”
Bruno Hancock instructed his helpers Gregory Shepard and Ben Dunn, tricks of the trade. After a early afternoon haul from town to buy a bed load of concrete mix he and his crew had deduced exactly where to frame 2x4’s and start laying concrete to build their newest roommate Regis the mountain lion a pen. Not that he necessarily needed one considering the two-year-old pussy seemed quite at home wherever Margo Needy was.
They all saw some inexplicable connection between she and the cat, almost as if they knew one another from another life. In lose her mind moments Margo even referred to the cat by her late husband Darryl’s name. Weird, yes! Margo was the sanest woman alive but in calling the cat her reincarnated husband did draw a few cocked eyebrows. As long as the cat didn’t eat her, they let it go. In Bruno’s mind, eating Margo was his job.
Off to the side Bruno’s son’s Brian and Jeffrey were erecting the cage fencing, Heath Talbot believe it or not pitching in on post holes around the framework. They were all a pretty unified team. All they needed was their other roommate Cabot to fill their ranks. Heath seemed to be a go-getter today even though he did have other things to do. Too late to go get a new cellphone he opted for tomorrow. Being chosen to take Margo to her bank’s board meeting he figured he could drop her off and run and get a new phone, he did have insurance on the old one.
Not only that but he had just rescued Officer Sexy Service aka Barbara “Bebe” Service from the hospital. Probably released too soon after surgery in removing a slug from her shoulder chest area. Hardly fatal but still a very tender spot. The good drugs sent along with Bebe in her demand to go home had knocked her out just from the drive between Billingsly and Margo’s. Instead of taking her on home Heath wanted to keep an eye on her. Tough guy had his moments. Of course, he charged his slave Jenna Nichols with babysitting Bebe, ordered to lay beside her until he returned. Fine by her she was extremely tired after last night.
While digging Heath did reflect on the hospital and a potential hot date with a nurse that could easily be the clone of porn goddess Cali Carter. He worshipped that slut’s videos. Even more, the girls name was Callie Cooper, closely resembling her name as well. Short, sexy beyond compare, and easily intrigued by Heath’s overpowering masculine persona, namely ego.
Big dick boasting caught her eye immediately. He knew she wanted to fuck him right there in Bebe’s hospital bed, but Bebe wouldn’t let Callie risk her job. Luckily, she just made a date. All he needed was that new cell to call her and set things up. Friday would come quick, yet he swore cumming quick on Friday was not the cards. Nope! He had plans to show her his stamina and keep that bitch coming back for more. Sounded like Cali! Energetic little minx!
Bruno with his shirt off sweating hard, was doing the shoveling of concrete and leveling it out amid rebar. What should be an all-day job just to build a 10X15 enclosure was moving along quicker than expected once they dug in. His boys worked diligently in the first quarter section before switching it up. Everyone had a part and swore to get the foundation at least done by 4:00. Bruno had to bail at 4:00 to beat his wife Carmen home so she didn’t question where he was. He definitely needed a shower to rinse off not just sweat by Margo’s scent. He fucked Margo for almost two hours straight without bathing. Even Greg and Ben noticed his odor but kept quiet. The giant could break them like twigs. Being a lumberjack in cutting down trees for a living said it all.
“You’re too quiet Ben. What’s wrong with you?” Greg was getting worried for his buddy.
“Just thinking. Lily hasn’t returned a single call or text since she and Kim went to town. It’s probably just her needing alone time but it just feels ... like we’re drifting apart.”
“Dude! You saved her last night from that Wayne guy. How could she not love you after putting your life on the line for her.”
“Maybe! Still, feels off. She has to go back to work tomorrow, she’ll see Tyler Overmeyer. Who knows how that will go? I apologized to the guy, but he seemed arrogant about it. My gut says he’s going to fight for her.”
“So, slap him upside the head if he does.” Stirring concrete was a tough job. An encouraged dump of what they had in the wheel barrel from Bruno they joined in lifting and letting Bruno shovel the contents out. Once completed it was repeat, rinse, repeat, time after time. That big inground swimming pool by the house was looking better by the second.
“You know I’m no fighter. Wish I was a lover.” He grumbled! “I don’t know me anymore. What about you? Kim in your future?”
“Who knows? I fucked her right beside my mom last night. I’m still freaked out by that, but Kim insisted. I think she just wanted Eric to see us. She loves Crowe, not me.” Two Crowes now! “I’m just being used.”
“Could be worse ... she might not use you at all. If it gets you pussy, and that bitch is freaking insanely hot I say do it. For a while I was hoping for a threesome with Lily and Kim. I don’t see it though. Lily gets weirded by Kim being her best friend and she’s so not bi. I mean sure they don’t have to be, it could just be to make me happy, but I’m ... I’ll be lucky to even get Lily again. I’m getting vibes she wants more than I can offer.”
Heath Talbot overhearing them while digging his last post hole grinned but kept his thoughts to himself. “It’s because Lily wants my dick you piss ant. You’re not man enough to keep her. Big brother from another mother is more appealing.” Cocky bastard! “I wonder how Frannie Filmore’s day went after I stole her dress?”
Heath was all over the place in his mental wonderland. “I’m guessing her students fucked her all day long. If not, I’ll make sure they do next time. I bet Riley Filmore is ready to shoot me. It’s fun as hell to abuse his privileges. That fucker set himself up letting me own Frannie any time I wanted just to keep her happy. I think I made her insanely happy today. Last night was badass too before shit hit the Fran.” The whole FBI/ hitman thing!
“I really should push Coot Donnelly harder to be a cop. I know I could do the job. Sucks though if Coot makes me go to some academy first. I do know he can legally induct me; my criminal record is spotless.” Even he wondered how he got so lucky concerning that.
“I need to buy me a gun and get in some target practice. If I can prove to Coot that I’m good at things he might give me a chance.” His roster was filling up, better get a move on Talbot. “Wonder where the fuck Cabot is? I bet he doesn’t even know what happened out here. I don’t think any of us has even talked to him since last night. Maybe Eric got a hold of him today. Guess I’ll know here in a bit, I think Crowe gets off at 6:00 today.”
How hard would it have been to borrow Brian’s cell to check in on Cabot? Same for Cabot calling them. The thing was he had been trying but nobody was returning his calls. Brian had been too busy fucking the Pushycat Dolls, then working on this pen. Not only that he was mentally prepping himself for Thursday as long as his dad let him do what he intended. That intention meant sneaking up on Bruno’s wife, his stepmother, while she sunbathed nude in their backyard. Never knowing until yesterday that Carmen did that like clockwork on sunny days, he just couldn’t resist at least a video to jerk off too. Speaking of, Brian and Jeff were discussing her at this very moment.
“Dad’s really letting you go see Carmen naked?”
“Quiet down! Dad didn’t want me to tell you. I cut a deal with him to get him MJ and Daphne without them even knowing it.”
“Damn! Dad’s back to his old habits.”
“Doubt he ever left those. He did just nail Margo.”
“Right! He really wants to fuck his stepdaughters’?”
“Don’t you want to fuck your stepsisters’?” Brian grinned, screwing clamps onto two posts. They were only setting up a long wall to a short wall. Once done the entire crew could move the sections as a unified effort.
“After that Heidi bullshit, I question that.” Jeff sighed! “Yeah! I’m in.”
“If you didn’t need to go back to work, I’d take you with me to see Carmen. I’ll just send video and pics.”
“What are you going to do if she catches you? Carmen’s not like the girls, she’s older and more conservative.”
“Is she? Dad told me she wants to check out a swinger’s club. My gut tells me Carmen might be more curious than she lets us see. Here last week she brought us lunch at the park, and I swear she looked at my dick. Ever wonder if she questions if we’re as endowed as dad?”
“I’m surprised she hasn’t figured out you fucked the girls yet. They must be keeping tight lipped.”
“Brother of mine? You know as well as I, after I fucked those bitches their lips were not tight.”
“You know what I mean.” Jeff laughed! “I know it’s wrong but yeah, stepsisters as gorgeous as ours, deserve to be fucked on a routine basis.”
“When Margo flies off to Paris to deal with Elliot’s crap, we should bring Gwen, Daphne, and MJ out here.”
“Now you’re talking.”
“I was thinking... “Brian leered back to make certain nobody was listening, “We need to utilize the benefits up in the attic to tie them up, blindfold them and let dad make his rounds.”
“Oh, that’s harsh.”
“Three of us, three of them.”
“Fuck, yeah! I want to pursue Yon, but no way would I pass on that. Genius, little brother.”
“It gets better.” Brian grinned with full on ivories! “Dad might take Carmen to that swinger’s club. If he can get her blindfolded, we should be there and DP Carmen.”
“Holy fuck! Dude you’re demonic.”
“Dad’s the Devil. Guess that makes us his progeny.”
“If Carmen ever finds out dad let us get away with that he’ll be our next roommate out here.”
“Let me work my mojo on Carmen this Thursday. I’ll tease her hard but be her friend. Who knows she might just loosen up.”
“So, you don’t plan on trying to fuck her Thursday?”
“Too much too soon. Let me get on her curious side. Neither of us has ever really spent quality time trying to get to know her. Unless dad has warned her what I’m like, which I doubt because of the girls, she might look at me in a new light. Let’s just call Thursday phase one. Tempt, pamper, and good conversation.”
“How do you plan on explaining why you’re there without dad? Aren’t you cutting trees?”
“He’s going fishing. We’ll get caught up on Saturday. Know, why?”
“Fuck! He’s making me go help you two, isn’t he? When am I going to find time for Yon?”
“How are you getting to her Dr. DUI? Sixty miles away.”
“Don’t remind me. She says she can’t drive too far due to her parents. I have to go to her somehow.”
“She have a Korean cousin as hot as her?”
“Only child! The rest of her family is still in Seoul. Just mom, dad, and her here.”
“We’ll figure it out. Damn!” He looked toward the framing base. “Dad doesn’t waste time he’s about got that concrete poured.”
“You know Pop, he gets the job done.”
“Must be why Margo’s still knocked out cold.” Bri chuckled! “I wonder if her pet is still curled up next to her? That damn cat is hogging our pussy.”
“I know! Let’s just be glad that it’s cool tempered. I’d hate to see him go all feral on us. Honestly, I’d be afraid to fuck her, he might think we’re hurting her and maul us.”
“That’s what this pen is for. Is it sad that I miss, Olivia?”
“Naaa! Crista’s pretty fine too. Think they’re still naked around Darby?”
“Only one way to find out.”
Wrench tossed in his toolbox Brian drew out his phone. “Must have put it on mute earlier. Cabot’s been blowing it up. Shit! He doesn’t know about last night. Some best friend I am. I’ll call him back after I check on Olivia.” A fast dial with an unexpected demand of a Facetime request Olivia Furman answered. She was outside carrying buckets of feed to the cats. Darby following behind her by the looks of it.
“Hey Cutie. Miss me already?”
She smiled at him. Brian also on Facetime wagged his tongue at her. “Mm? Hey! Crista and I ... hold on a minute.” She looked back at Darby staring straight at her bare bottom as she bent over to set her bucket down.