Cougar House
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Episode 79: wHISkers
Erotica Sex Story: Episode 79: wHISkers - 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
Get a move on Bruno!
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Bruno Hancock had a busy day and didn’t even get paid for it. Unless you count his fucking Margo Needy for two hours straight. That did not feed the family though, just his ego and her pussy. Luckily, he had a healthy savings account to fool the wife with. In his mind there was nothing wrong with a day off now and this coming Thursday. At the very least he would be honest and tell the wife he was going fishing.
Running late after dropping Ben Dunn and Gregory Shepard off at home he stressed at the possibility that his bombshell bride Carmen had beat him to the crib. Starting dinner was his daily mission considering her bakery business did not close until 6:00 PM.
“I couldn’t deny Greg and Ben, those boys put in a good day’s work building that foundation for the Cougar Cage. Hell, my own boys surprised me. I kind of wish I had taken the time to meet those cat ladies Brian had on Facetime.”
Fidgeting a bit as he pulled into his driveway, at least he didn’t see Carmen’s car. “I’ll hit those honey’s one of these days. I’m learning more and more that my sons are just like me. Least they don’t resent me over their momma anymore.” Engine off he sat there in his truck and let out a deafening sigh. Guilt crept in but that was always the case. He simply shoved it aside and did it all over again. Story of his strife!
“I’ve been good Carmen, but after today we need to be working on us more. Maybe that swinger’s club idea she brought up will get the balls a rolling I know one thing, after hitting Margo Needy I’m feeling like my old self again. I love you Carmen Victoria, but I’m needing ... more.”
That whole Master thing was weighing heavily on his superiority complex. Dominance was always in him but the last few years he had set it aside to keep Carmen happy. She loved her rugged man but raising four girls took its toll. Three of the four albeit adults now things were looking brighter. Anita Shepard bowing to his bark certainly made that lifestyle appealing. Huh!!! “That it does!”
Sitting in his truck a few more minutes he spotted three of his stepdaughter’s coming home together. Daphne and MJ always rode together to and from their parttime jobs. They also picked up their younger sister from school when they could. It being almost 5:00 in the afternoon, they must have gone shopping or something. “Yep! Walmart bags.” He looked in the mirror then decided to get out and greet them.
“Evenin’ Hugrats!”
He threw his arms out demanding a hug. As always, these girls he had helped raise a whole lot longer than his blood kids were loving and always happy to see dear ole’ stepdad. All accept young Heidi; she was still mad at him for the way he treated her last week.
“Are you just getting home, Bruno?”
Daphne the eldest of those in attendance hugged him from the right, MJ the younger middle child but still 19 squeezed in under his left. MJ immediately complained about his body odor.
“Yep! Long day! Hot as it was and you’re expecting me to smell like daisies dipped in honey?” He leered down at MJ who toyed with his long beard. Now they, the girls, smelled like daisies dipped in yummy. The girls all had immaculate hygiene, just like their mother. Bruno now, he was a hard worker and proved his point. A shower here shortly, once he started dinner would cure the flies swarming them.
“No! But you could at least keep body spray in your truck.”
“Buy me some at, Wally Mart?” He looked at their bags. “Bet you ladies got your paychecks, didn’t you?”
“I did.” Daphne admitted! “I bought MJ’s but she’s taking me back shopping when she gets paid.”
“Equal opportunity. Where’s our rent money?”
“We don’t pay rent.” Mj tugged his beard and batted her eyes at him, “We’re too cute to pay bills.”
“Got me there.” They hit his soft spot. Their oldest sister Gwen had taught them how to get their way. Flirting and teasing always sucker punched the old man. Never going too far mind you, they at least teased harder than they probably should knowing his history. A few too many dropping of their bath towels and acting giddy at worst. An “Oopsie!” to their credit they normally stopped there. They were all well-aware how he looked at them with hungry eyes. To a degree they enjoyed whetting his appetite.
“So, what did you buy?”
“Sexy G-strings.” Daphne giggled! “Want a fashion show, Bruno?”
“You know I’d never say no to that. Just don’t be ratting on me to your momma.”
“Come on, Bruno.” MJ laughed! “You cover for us all the time. Has mom ever come at you with a kitchen knife?”
“Not yet! Still time! What’s wrong with your baby sister? She in a mood?”
“We didn’t buy her anything. Ever since you hauled her off at that charity car wash everybody has been teasing her.”
“Even that boy she liked won’t talk to her now.” MJ added!
“I reckon I should to talk to her. Let’s still keep this under the hug.” Rug! His humor seeing as they were hugging. “Your momma doesn’t know the full story. I know Heidi Ho’s told you two but Carmen just might not understand it all.”
“Trust us, Sugar Daddy.” Daphne giggled! “We’ve got you, Big Bucks!”
“Uh huh! Best both of you get to doing more for the bigger bucks.” He meant chores around the house.
“How about we clean house your next day off in our new undies?” MJ laughed!
“Might need a test run. Go change.” He grinned! “I’ll start the spaghetti and the sauce, you two fashion me up but keep a look see for Carmen.”
“We can do that. You might get hard though.”
“Hey now!”
“You know we’ve seen you get hard around us before, even if we haven’t actually seen it.” Daphne flirted! He called bullshit in his thoughts, he was pretty certain all of his girls had spied on mom and dad when they got busy late at night. Bad habit leaving the bedroom door open. Believe it or not that was Carmen’s idea. Closet freak!
“We’re not opposed!” MJ chuckled! “Just kidding! Not!” Tickling him MJ broke away and headed for the side door. Daphne hung on a bit longer.
“You okay, Daphy?”
“I guess. I stopped by the ice cream shop to see Gwen. She said Braedon Wilkes tried bringing her flowers. He’s sucking up after those blowjob pictures surfaced. Gwen can’t decide whether to believe him or break up. I think she should end it. Pics looked convincing to me. I think he’s bi at least.”
“I’m not sure how I feel about Braedon myself. Never really liked that sneaky bastard.”
“He’s hot, but not after seeing him blow Burley. I used to think I’d date him if Gwen ever broke up, now ... I doubt it.”
“Rather you didn’t.” He rubbed her back! “No bra again?”
“Overrated! Why? Can you feel my nipples on your ribs?” She looked down at herself, only her left breast was crushed into his side, the right nipple however was full on ricochet in her turquoise top. Peering down with her Bruno puckered at her amazing cleavage. 36C’s but formed to appear almost larger. “That’s how you can pay me Bruno. Buy me boobs like Gwen has.”
“And steal away some perfectly good jiggles? Nope! Don’t go adding that to your Christmas list even if Santa checks you out twice.” Like he was!
“Wipe your drool Old man! Go start dinner. I’ll watch for mom while MJ struts her new G-strings. Mine are cuter though.”
“I reckon the ole dick-o-meter will prove who’s more adorable.”
“Looks pretty high on the scale right now and I’m only in shorts and a cute top.” She dared to lower her hand and barely pat his tented inseam. Gnashing her teeth she giggled over it. That was a first for her going that far. Hmm!
“Mighty short shorts.”
Choosing to overlook her timid pat down he chuckled allowing her to step away with a cheesy grin on her face. She knew he liked that bold move on her behalf and peered over her shoulder as he followed her in.
“I can break out a pair of scissors and make them shorter.”
“Don’t let your momma see you snipping and lipping.”
“Too funny! My pussy lips are tight, so they won’t go flopping out.”
“TMI!”
“You know you want to see them you dirty old man.”
“You keep that up I’ll be spanking your bottom like I should have done Heidi.”
“It’s been years since you spanked any of us. But again, that was punishment.” She laughed! “Now it’d be fun.”
“You’re getting too much like Gwen.”
“Anything wrong with that?” She took her bags to her room. In passing, her sister Heidi walked into the kitchen for a snack and rolled her eyes at Bruno.
“I’m surprised you didn’t spank me last week.” Obviously eavesdropping! “How do they rate?”
“Daphy was only joking around. So, what’s this I hear you being made fun of at school?” He tossed his truck keys in a bowl on the counter then set out finding pans to start spaghetti. After running water in a pot he set it on the stove while Heidi pouted.
“You humiliated me, Bruno. Everyone is laughing at me over it.”
“You know I did the right thing Heidi. You’re too young to be wearing any micro bikini in public. You’re barely sixteen and guys my age were drooling all over you. That there is a dangerous thing. I’m just looking out for you. If your school friends are teasing you, then just flip them off.”
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“Bruno? Do I make you hard?” She noticed his erection caused by MJ and Daphne. Heidi loved putting Bruno on the spot.
“What?” He narrowed his eyes then followed her pointed index finger aimed at his crotch. “I live with that thing hard. Hell, it looks like that even when it’s soft. Stop looking at it.”
“Hard to miss.”
“Well, give it your best shot.”
“Is that what mom keeps telling you?” She giggled, performing a hand gesture as if beating off.
“That she does. Go grab me those jars of spaghetti sauce in the pantry.” That would get her out of his hair as he fired up the stove. “S’ghetti noodles too.” With Heidi in the pantry, he heard MJ offer up a “Pssst!” His ears heard “Puss!”
Hurrying, MJ stepped out from behind the dining room door wearing a hot pink G-string that was so tiny and narrow that her light brown pubes were tufted up over the patch. Only her loose fitting pink camisole covered her chest down to just below her belly button. Nipples raging they were sticking out at Bruno seeing them, growing even harder at his inspection.
A 360 twirl to show off her butt cheeks there was nothing really new considering the micro bikini’s he often saw the girls wear when swimming or sunbathing. However, her butt pucker definition definitely caught his eye. Their mother didn’t even know they owned microkinis. Lifting her t-shirt up to her under boobs she shifted right and left on the balls of her feet then squeezed her chest before walking away. One down! His dick sure wasn’t!
Heidi returned with her hands full, so Bruno retreated to help her before she dropped the four jars of sauce. Cleaning up glass was not in his future. Of course, he could activate his sexy young maids. They did offer and technically this was his day off seeing as he didn’t cut down trees. “Pop some lids and start pouring.”
He left her to the sauce as he ventured to their back porch to grab hamburger from a second refrigerator they had in reserve. One fridge did not accommodate six people. While Heidi had her back to the dining room Daphne silently tiptoed behind her and out onto the porch. Unlike MJ, Daphne went without a shirt altogether, merely palming her breasts as she hurried by. Wearing her new G-string in black with a very thin strip of lace at the top she caught him off guard in turning around. He nearly dropped his packaged meat.
“Sweet Hayzeus!”
“Where am I on the dick-o-meter now?” She razzed him twisting around and turning her back to him, her center band MIA within her butt cheeks. Releasing her tits, she lifted her silky blonde hair up off of her shoulders to give him basically a full backside of nudity outside of her hip straps, but they were as thin as angel hair spaghetti. Leering back at him he caught side boob. Patting his crotch, he whispered.
“You’re up on MJ by an inch.”
“I can do better. Cover me so I can sneak past Heidi. Let’s hope mom doesn’t get home before I change.” She faced him again palming her tits.
“What? No kitty whiskers like MJ?”
“Silky is the only way.” She chose to lower her hands and let him see her bare breasts.
Easing up to her he reached down and pinched her patch and drew it outward for a clear shot down at her great divide. His bold move made her eyes flare wide. He had never ever touched her that close to her pussy before. Any other time the girls teased him it was pretty innocent. This was actually as close to totally nude as he had ever seen her outside of her bikinis. She just went topless to prove she could and to win her bet with MJ over which of them would get his dick harder. Friendly bet! Big bad stepdaddy was fun to antagonize.
Taking his hamburger into the kitchen, he spotted MJ waiting in the wings trying not to laugh. A wink at her she turned and shook her next to bare ass at him, hiding the patch until it was safer. Such perfect asses on both girls his dick was purple as fuck. With Heidi stirring the sauce with a wooden ladle he snuck up behind her and sat the meat on the counter. Opting for something unexpected he hugged Heidi from behind tightly.
“I owe you this. It’s been a tough week, and I apologize.” Still stirring she smiled and trembled just the same. Mainly because without him thinking about it he had his huge erection right up along her upper ass at the small of her back. She stiffened up and giggled. “Your beard is tickling my neck.”
“Live with it, Small fry! You know I love you, right?”
Daphne slipped right on by with zero worry. Hooking up with MJ they giggled silently and checked the front windows for their mom. Still not home, Daphne raced off to her room to change her G-string. Two more to go! MJ however had the one she was wearing, a navy blue patch with black lace; this one however had a small V shape to it which shared even more pubic hair. Oh, well! That V literally touched her clit.
“Yeah! You stink.” Heidi laughed! “Sorry, but you do.” His odor was not getting any better. “At least go change and use some deodorant. I’ll start the hamburger and keep things from burning while you’re gone.”
“You sure? I’m really comfy hugging up on you.” His dick in her back made her pant a bit. She knew it was innocent but come on, all girls if they were into boys liked attention. Nothing creepy about stepdad, right? Yes, Heidi Lynn loved her stepdad.
“Alright! You’re my hero. I guess that’s heroine, isn’t it.” He laughed and stepped away. With Heidi busy this gave him options. Stepping into the dining room he found MJ topless too. Her t-shirt draped over a dining chair. Palming her own 36C’s she stared at him with sparkling eyes, her tongue trapped between pressed together lips.
Index to his lips to promote silence he took a glance back at Heidi seeing her tearing open the hamburger. Safe enough, he walked up to MJ and picked her up by her hips and stood her on top of the dining table as if a stripper. In lifting her, his face rubbed right over the patch between her legs. She gasped at the tickle of his beard along her flesh. Once up on the table she stared down at him and teased him with her toes in his beard. First time for everything.
Worried of Heidi or her mom walking in to catch her up there she expressed wanting down. Palms covering her nipples she withdrew her fingers to the sides to offer more melon in the center but kept her areolas blocked. A lofty juggle with her fingers she knelt down. Helping her off the table by standing in front of her she released her tits which crushed and slid along his chest until her feet hit the floor. He hadn’t seen her nipples, but he sure felt them drag along his shirt.
“Like this G-string?” She whispered!
“Didn’t get a good look at it.”
He grinned then crouched down to take a peek. Up close he puckered at the V shape and like Daphne reached over to pinch the fabric and lure it outward to see all of her pubes. Eyes flaring, she trembled at his touch. A second finger digging up under the micro thin bands he trailed his knuckle from her hip to her patch. She whimpered ever so faintly as he stood up and walked away.
Unable to think for a moment MJ danced in step at how close she actually was to being naked. The girls quickly realized how much fun it was to taunt Bruno. Sure, they had many times before, but he had never really gotten so up close and intimate so to speak. Growling he made his way to the master bedroom to change. MJ followed like a lost puppy but found Daphne ready for round three. Still topless!
“Bruno is eating this up.” Daphne toyed with her pussy patch. If she only knew how badly he wanted to eat her out that patch might be the appetizer.
“Should we be getting this turned on? I mean it is Hella fun but...”
“Come on he’ll just take what we do out on mom. He always does. In my mind we’re helping her.”
“True! He went to change clothes. I think he left the bedroom door open for us.” MJ turned to see it open. “Do your show while I’ll change into my last G-string. Oops! Forgot my shirt.” She left Daphne to cautiously collect her t-shirt from the dining chair then shuffled back toward their shared bedroom.
Daphne now wore white lace, sheer except directly over her pussy, which was why she needed to adjust earlier. The pattern masking her twat was shaped like angel wings, a tiny gold plastic bling holding the top together was its halo. By the top meaning, it like MJ’s had a V shape between the wings.
Tiptoeing to the door she peeked around the frame and saw him with his shirt off, his back to her. Stepping inside but keeping quiet she watched her stepdad unbuckle his jeans and heard a zipper. Eyes flaring, she stood there palming her breasts. For a brief time, she even removed her hands daring him to turn and catch her. No such luck, he just bent over and dropped his pants then boxers to the floor stepping out of them. He had removed his boots and socks prior to Daphne’s arrival.