Episode 78: pLACE KICKER

“Can I grab a ride back to town Mister Hancock?”

Young Greg Shepard decided enough was enough. His gut told him he had no solid chance of making Kimberly Lisa Hines his girlfriend. Even though he had good sex with her side by side with the guy she really loved, and Greg’s own super-hot mother. Working all afternoon to lay concrete with Bruno Hancock here, along the timber’s edge with his best buddy Ben Dunn and Bruno’s two son’s Brian and Jeffrey he was ready for a nap and something to eat. It was definitely a long day between concrete and erecting a large cage around the foundation. The end result looked badass at 12x15. Margo was going to be very happy. Regis, her new pet cougar had a home. Second home, he rather liked Margo’s soft bed inside her house too. The two cougars liked to hang out.

“I can do that. How’s about you, Benjamin? You need to hitch a ride?” Bruno asked now that he had rinsed his truck bed out by the car barn. His sons were in the swimming pool cooling off and discussing tonight’s party plans. Even after all the hell that happened out here last night, they showed their ages. Federal agents died here on the property, and they weren’t even grieving. Although, it was not like they were best friends with them. That was beside the point.

“I guess. I don’t think Lily wants me here. If she did, she would be answering my calls. Not even a single text.”

“Young gals can be like that. I got me four stepdaughters, and they blow off guys right and left.” Not meant how it sounded but regardless that was a fact as well. He had a household of sexy young whores. It was difficult being around them when they often teased him so hard. His eldest Gwen had given him a naked lap dance a while back, but he had tried to behave since, but those other stepsluts were pushing his limits on a daily basis.

Even though their mom was an Amazon Goddess and gave him incredible sex every night, those younger versions were getting on top of his fantasy fringe pretty vividly. They loved antagonizing him. Someday! Sooner than he could even predict, he might just lapse in his better judgment. T-minus...

“She says she wants me but I’m not certain. Her not returning calls just makes me regret trying. Yeah, I’ll go on home. My parents are probably wondering where I am anyways.”

“My mom didn’t want me out here after last night, but I ignored her.” Greg chimed in! “I’m sure I’ll hear about it when I get home. I still can’t believe she’s into Crowe. My mom’s a tease, but I really didn’t think she’d go after Eric. I guess she’s like any divorcee; she has needs too. I suppose I can’t really bitch, my dad is a dick.”

“Been there done that. Hop in I’ll be with you fellas in a minute.” Bruno shut his tailgate and took a stroll over to the swimming pool. “I’m heading home. Don’t be walking on that concrete out there until it hardens up unless you’re planning on leaving your footprints on it like you did at my old back porch when you were bambinos.”

“Margo might! We can wait.” Jeff chuckled wadding in the middle.

“If she does, have her press her tits into the wet concrete. The indentations can be the cat’s water bowl.” Bruno mused! “I’ll see you at work tomorrow, Bri. Don’t be late we got some catching up to do after missing work today.”

“Right after I drop Jeff off at the shithole.”

“Keep your Saturday free, Jefferson. You owe me and you need my money to make up for your call off. Stop doing that or you won’t have a job.”

“I’m covered, Pop! Coot Donnelly said he’d vouch for me. Good thing you two are good friends.”

“Comes in handy. You be sure to hook me up with your cat ladies someday here soon.”

“Let us tame their kitties a little more and we’ll set them both loose on your scratching post.” Brian laughed. “Tell Carmen I said I’ll oil her up on Thursday.”

“Don’t push your stepmomma when you drop by, just play things cool. We’ll talk more about that tomorrow. I gotta get!” A salute behind him Bruno headed for his truck. Time to go home to Momma Bear.

Inside the main house up on the second story!

Heath Talbot had walked in an hour ago and quietly woken his slave Jenna Nichols and lured her out of his bed. He had left her there with Police Officer Bebe Service while her meds knocked her out cold from her gunshot wound. Instead of taking the woman home he kept her here to look after her. More precisely, to let Jenna help him make sure she rested ok.

Getting caught up outside with all the cougar pen construction he was hot and smelly. With Jenna following him into the hall bathroom he fired up a hot shower and pulled Jenna in with him. Without words he stood under the water and held her close. She sorely missed this comfort. After everything that had occurred the last two days with her parents leaving her here with her chosen master and Heath not wanting to lose her, she was feeling very lonely. This was exactly what she needed.

For the first time in those few days Heath was controlling his ego and not being assertive. After some serious reflection over things he concluded he needed to show he wasn’t a complete asshole. Bathing one another they simply enjoyed the others gentle touch. He did promise to make love to her, this was a good start.

Committed to serving him now that she was living here she told herself that there was nothing she would deny him. He put his life on the line for hers and that had to be rewarded. Sadly, she also knew he had done the same for Bebe. The hitman had her dead to rights but Heath ran Margo Needy’s car over the killer. Her gunshot could have been worse if not for the car’s impact. It seemed as though Heath was indeed a hero.

Tugging her head back by her hair Heath kissed her warmly. This lead into a steamy French against a the shower wall, which evolved into kissing her neck for an extended period. Back to tightly meld their mouths she melted like butter. Fingers on both hands curled together Heath held her to the tile with only his induced weight. Ten long minutes he showed her tender emotion, sighs of scalding exhales and passion which she had never in her life experienced.

Jenna’s heart sang, her soul casting its echo. Panting once their lips parted she kissed on his shoulder, praying she wasn’t overstepping her own ambitions. She had always read up on how to be the perfect sub or slave. She preferred slave now that she had fallen for this man. Lead her into temptation. She was his! Calm before the storm. His rules had yet to be renewed.

Hard as a rock at their moment of longing Heath lifted her up and easily penetrated her wet pussy. It was later in his mind after telling her he would make love to her. Tenderly, he fucked her against the wall as she moaned. That is until he enforced silence!

“Shhhh!”

Only a faint murmur of, “Oh, Master!” escaped her lips. He had to teach her more French to shut the bitch up. Speaking in tongues even better. In no time at all this lovemaking ended in her cumming vibrantly on his big cock. He in honor of her warm release shot his load hard up inside her. Moans within one another’s mouths they furthered their sweltering kiss even as the water grew cold.

Shutting off the current without looking for the valve Heath kicked the shower door open and carried Jenna out, her legs wrapped around his waist. Sopping wet he opened the bathroom door and marched them right into his bedroom. Moving back into his bed right next to Bebe he continued his lovemaking, his volcanic kisses consuming poor sweet Jenna, formerly Michelle. However, Heath had other things to do.

Even as he pursued another soft orgasm from Jenna, Heath reached next to him and unzipped the back of Bebe Service’s dress, technically borrowed, it belonged to schoolteacher Frannie Filmore. Her silky back coming into sight Heath rubbed it in hopes to revive Bebe. More like, testing how good her pain killers were. Stirring ever so slightly Bebe sighed, touch felt wonderful.

Hearing her soft exhales Heath peeled his kiss from Jenna with a tug to her lower lip. Eye contact made with Jenna he whispered, “Follow Master’s lead.” A slight nod Jenna lost his passion, his dick retreating her cunt. Leaning into Bebe, Heath began kissing her back on his way down toward Bebe’s ass. The dress short as it was her muscular little butt was in full view.

Pausing his kiss, he motioned Jenna to roll into Bebe and kiss her back in his place. Bebe seemed receptive either way. Drug induced stupor Bebe simply enjoyed the pampering. Moving toward the foot of the bed Heath snatched up Jenna’s left foot and drew her toes to his lips. Sucking on them the girl cooed even in her warm nomadic kisses along Bebe’s spine. Teamwork!

Toes released he nudged her leg to part wider so he could finger Jenna. Contortionist Talbot then leaned in and began kissing Bebe’s ass cheeks. Ever so slowly he pressed fingers up inside Bebe as well. The cop reacting to her violation eased her right leg wider and lifted her ass to accommodate his efforts. Soft pants from Bebe she graduated to a very thin wave of warm juices over his fingers.

Pulling his fingers free of her he fed them to Jenna, the brunette cutie licking Bebe’s tasty secretion from her master’s tips. Merely sucking upon his fingerprints kept her closer to whom her Master was. A slow awakening Bebe fluttered her eyelids just as Heath recalled his finger food and pried Bebe’s cheeks. Rising over her carefully he penetrated her wetness and gently fucked Bebe.