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Nashville Pussy

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Episode 113: HIGH MOON

Erotica Sex Story: Episode 113: HIGH MOON - Welcome to the SOAP OPERA PORNO none of you ever thought you wanted. One with plot and hardcore sex in every way imaginable. Piper Cherry started over in Nashville from scratch after a destructive marriage. New neighbors, new career with unlimited playmates, more money than she knew how to spend, and no desire to behave. It must be contagious, now everyone around her wants to be with her or to be like her. Nashville however had more to offer than she could ever predict. Anything goes! Perfect!

Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Fa/Fa   Teenagers   BiSexual   Heterosexual   Cheating   Slut Wife   Humiliation   Sadistic   Gang Bang   Group Sex   Anal Sex   Bestiality   Double Penetration   Exhibitionism   Facial   Oral Sex   Squirting   Voyeurism   Teacher/Student   Illustrated  

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1:45 A.M. at Cashanova ... Best Lil’ Pour House in Nashville. At least that’s what Dominic Black tells people. Certainly not poor house the money always switched hands.

“About time you two showed up.”

Henry McKellen turned his back to the bar as bartender Marc Greco rallied “Last Call” out over the PA system to eyeball some newcomers. Up walked Serafina Black in all of her 6’4 glory, heels added making her much taller still. Still naked as the day she was reborn, sweat glazed brow to toe from her vicious feeding frenzy out in the parking lot. All eyes were on her. Her dinner partner being Henry’s tiny little blonde co-worker Tessa Harper, it was just plain hilarious the size differences. To his shock Tessa was still naked too and blushing a darker shade of red than the dress in her hands. What really stunned Henry was the collar and leash he had put on Serafina was now being worn by Tessa.

“Lose that battle, did you?”

“Bite me, Henry.” Tessa sneered and smirked a microsecond later.

“Found me a new critter to take home and tame.” Serafina eased around her and took the barstool beside Henry to sit and relax a minute. Bodybuilder or not, her feet hurt from her stilettos. “Help me out of my backstabbers Kittie.” She lifted her legs toward Tessa. Rolling her eyes Tessa tossed her dress at Henry then knelt on her knees to remove Sera’s heels. Once off she began rubbing the woman’s feet. Dropping the leash in her grip Serafina leaned her elbows back on the bar and sighed, “This is the good life.”

“Need help Mistress?” Marc stepped behind Sera with business slimming down.

“You had your turn, Polo. I want my Mew Mew here now.”

“Mew Mew?” Henry laughed, “Oh, this is better than any punishment I had in mind for your ass Harper.”

“Fuck you McKellen.” Tessa giggled.

“So how long did you lick her paws?” Henry tilted his gaze to Sera.

“Who keeps time? It takes a lickin’ and keeps on tickin’ they say.”

“Closing time here in a bit ... taking Kitty home with you then?”

“Yup! Arguing Miss Kitten?”

“Noooooooooooo!” Tessa rolled her eyes huffing. She felt compelled to not deny the best tongue she had ever known. Poor Svetty, her roommate was going to have to put up a fight.

“Seeing as you have Kitty there, I’m going to hook up with Filly. You mind?”

“Saw it comin’! Raincheck! Don’t you think our war is over Mister Master.”

“Wouldn’t think otherwise Catnip.”

“Catnip!” Sera chuckles.

“Better than Bubbly.” He winked.

“Dom told ya my stage name.” Sera scowls, “We laugh our asses off over the sibling rivalry.”

“I bet! When I walked in here tonight, I had no idea it was going to get this crazy. Flossy lets this stuff happen regularly?”

“Oh, she puts up a fuss now and again showing her age but quiets down after her first three drinks. Don’t ever worry about Flossil she’s got our backs. The local cops overlook everything as long as they get favors.”

“Flossil? She’s not that old. Funny though.”

“Hittin’ 60 I think.”

“Not a single complaint calling the cops either. Pretty amazing.”

“Don’t go jinxing us. Like I said, favors. You’ll learn as you go Hennessy. You see what I get away with at my parlor too. Trust me I’ve massaged my share of badges. Police, fire, you name it.”

“I’m not jinxing! Just saying that’s intriguing. The customers loved watching Tessa up there with Dom. With you waltzing around naked in six-inch heels, me eating Filly on the bar. Hell, even when Svetty sucked my dick alongside some other gals.”

“Svetty sucked you off? Awesome!” Tessa giggled.

“Yeah, three strippers helped her. I do believe this might be my every Friday night hangout.”

“Sounds like a date.”

“Dates!” Filly finished washing glasses and chimed in from behind the bar. “I’ll be ready in fifteen minutes.” She winks at Henry then pats the bar, “Let me go change.”

“Why?”

“Why what? I leave my chaps here.”

“Not tonight. You’re wearing those home.” Henry winked.

“Come on Henry ... she is home.” Sera chuckled. “Ain’t none of us going home until the rooster’s crow.”

“Oh, yeah?”

“Fun’s just gettin’ started.” Sera leers back at Filly, “Got any more of your whacky tabacky Clockoma?”

“Clockoma?” Henry shakes his head.

“Yep! Same time every shift she hits and misses.”

“So, I like weed.” Filly laughs, “I have some. I might have to go get more today if I share my stash.”

“Settled then. We convene in the parting lot.” Parking lot until parted, “Roll ‘em in the hay Filly.”

“Alright! Chaps it is.”

“Lose that G-string.” Henry points.

“One Singapore Sling coming up.” Filly just cuts her strings with a lemon wedge knife and drags it through her legs tossing it at Henry. “Keep my muzzle.”

“You know if I recall right the day, we first met you got after Dom for all the horse references and now you use them as much as he did.”

“The horseshoe fits. If not, hang it over your door you might get lucky.” She laughs, “Just don’t make me clop my foot on the floor for any yes or no answers.” Beside her Marc Greco had a good chuckle. He did offer Serafina a bottled water, his Mistress looked dehydrated. Overheated mostly so she took two swigs then poured the rest over her tits to cool off.

“You can lick that spill up Polo.”

“It would be my honor Mistress.” Floor or not he would make it look good. Hopefully it would be dry by the time the bar was closed.

“Mistress, huh?”

“Sounds nice coming from you Henry.” Sera winked.

“Not my style. Master or nothing.”

“Time will tell.”

“No ... I will tell.”

“There is Master Boss.” The group turns to see Svetlana wearing her street clothes consisting of white hotpants and a pullover cut off tank in yellow. “I have missed you.” Her accent drove everyone wild including Serafina. Dropping to her knees beside Tessa and sitting her purse on the floor she winces, “Must move over.” Tessa shook her head voicing her agitation of “Bitch!”

Removing Henry’s shoe and sock Svetty began massaging his foot like Tessa was doing Sera’s. Smirking at her Henry sighed, “You’re right! This is the life. My wife rarely gives me a foot massage.”

“Wives are overrated.” Sera peaks her brows as she eyes Svetty. Poising her other foot at the blonde Russian she whirls it in her face to be noticed. “You have two hands.”

“One mouth.” Svetty claims Serafina’s right foot and moves it directly ankle to ankle with Henry’s left foot already in her possession. Drawing both feet to her lips she sucks on both of their big toes at one time.

“Nice!” Serafina puckers her lower lip. Leering back at Marc she calls out “Jump Street?”

“Yes, Mistress?” He gives up wiping the bar to hover over her as close as possible.

“Sit your ass on the bar and work my shoulders.”

“Right away, Mistress.” He climbs up on the bar and sets with one leg to each side of Serafina’s slouch, her elbows making room for him to drape them over, before laying her arms back on his chaps. Marc’s fingers worked their magic, guiding her hair aside.

“Only gets better Henry.” She looked at him peripherally. “You just have to know how to take charge.”

“I’m doing just fine.” He spoke feeling a presence moving in behind him from the bar top. Filly deciding to spoil Henry and help make him look good straddled his shoulders, feet over his chest at first. In her case she had no panties on so her wet pussy lay right along the back of Henry’s neck.

“Lose the shirt Mister Master.” Filly told him using her bare toes to attempt lifting his shirt. Everyone seemed to be calling him that. Shrugging Henry unbuttoned the garment and took it off, laying it on the bar beside him with her discarded G-string. Once ready her hands were on the loose and making his shoulders and neckline feel a whole lot better.

With the customers filtering out not many stuck around for the after party. Dancer’s getting ready to leave for the night noticed the newly opened Massage Parlor and chose to stick around. Gina and Lacey, Boots and a redhead named Sonya aka She-Devil ... obvious reasons being her long thick fiery mane and her love of Cosplay introduced herself after having stayed busy all night. Odd how there were so many redheads named Sonya in the world who loved cosplay. Case in point Raleigh, North Carolina.

“Where you been hidin’ Sonny?” Pronounced Sunny!

“High paying customers kept me in private.” The woman wearing a chainmail style shirt but made of less weighty metals spoke up admiring Henry.

“Didn’t I tell you he was cute?” Boots lay on her besties shoulder.

“He’s alright!” Sonya razzes Henry with her tongue. Boots giggling playfully eases around her friend to hug Henry from his right side, her nails teasing in his chest hair, through the divide of Filly’s legs.

“I can’t get enough of your hairy chest.” She giggles then points at Serafina threateningly, “No jungle cracks.”

“Jungles ‘tween her legs.” Sera eyes Henry, “Cracks you can just use your Google Maps to find.”

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Not to be left out Gina and Lacey parted directions, Gina moving to Serafina’s side and like Boots trailed her nails over and through Serafina’s breasts. “Drag ‘em South VaGina.”

“Grrrrrrr! You and Dominic I swear.” Gina hated their nickname for her. Regardless the brunette slid her nails down over Serafina’s glorious six pack abs and into her bikini area, inevitably teasing the bodybuilder’s clit with one of her daggers.

“Now this is a massage.” Sera chuckled, “Coming from a Masseuse I should know. Henry?”

“Yeah?” He was zoning out watching Svetty suck their toes with a passionate intent. Tessa looked wore out the poor kid. He barely even noticed Lacey joining Boots to his right and caressing his slacks.

“Why are you still wearin’ your pants?”

“Uhhh? Good question.” He grinned at Sera. “Lacey? You told me to call you, well I’m calling you into action.”

“Ooooo! Put me in Coach.” Hearing her giddy reply Henry realized he probably should have texted his wife and kids, this being Sable’s first night cheering for Horton-Dexter. It was late, they were probably at home by now. That thought went out the window as Lacey unbuckled his belt. Filly behind him hugged his neckline.

“I guess the horse is riding you tonight.”

“Soon as these pants come off ... saddle up.” Lacey pouted feeling as if her chance just got shot out the window. Regardless she completed her mission as he hiked his hips to let her tug his slacks to his feet. Svetty refusing to give up his toe meant he had his slacks 99% off but hugging one calf. Now THAT was dedication.

While Henry’s cock thrived under so many hot women he didn’t go near his dick. He wanted to see who chose to stroke it, or even better suck him off. His preference suddenly being the beautiful Boots, he never in his life having been with an African American woman until her lips and tongue shared him earlier. The fantasy of having the young Goddess certainly sounded appealing. However, he promised a ride already.

“Are you coming over?” He tilted his head back at Filly.

“Thought you’d never ask.”

“See?” Sera interrupted, “There’s your problem, you ask, start telling.”

“Quiet down over there. I got this.”

“She’s right!” Sonya also intervened. “A woman likes being bossed around on occasion.”

“Good idea!” Serafina smirked, “Bring it on in She-Devil.”

“A girl’s job is never done.” Sonya swiftly set her purse on a table and undressed. Her monster tits making Henry bulge his eyes, while obviously fake the woman’s F troops were perfect, not even noticeable scars ruined that mountain range. “Scoot on over Princess.” Sonya lightly patted Tessa on the shoulder, “Cute ass by the way.”

“That’s Mew Mew. Used to be Kitten, but I like Mew Mew better. Until something better crosses my path.” Sera chuckled. “Give her room Baby.” Tessa shifts to her right drawing Serafina’s legs wider to keep possession of her foot. Once snuggling in between Tessa and Svetty the redhead moved her hair behind her to better bury her face into Serafina’s cunt, Gina’s nail still torturing the bodybuilder’s clit. The clusterfuck of being handled by five different lovers was right up Serafina Black’s alley. “Ahhhhhhh! It’s good to be Queen.”

Filly carefully being assisted in climbing over Henry rather than walk around the bar lowered down into his lap. Lacey offering to guide Henry’s dick up into the beautiful bartender. Watching her pussy lips mold across his beefy crown then graduate inch by inch on top of him Lacey lingered her fingertip to tease Henry’s scrotum like her girl Gina was doing to Sera’s clit. Henry delighted by his new rider smiled with a welcoming sigh, “If you expect me to ride you hard ... ride me harder.” Sparkling eyes complimented his counteroffer.

“Yes Sir!” Boots anchoring on his kneecaps Filly gyrated like a pro.

Henry wanted to get lost in her gaze but had more in mind, “Any reason why the rest of you are still dressed?” His sneer toward Boots made the woman shiver and hurry to escape her leopard skin leggings and black off the shoulder top. No underwear Boots was ready for anything, her nails back into the bush of Henry’s chest. Draping his right arm to the side Henry fingered Boots who upon insertion instinctively dug her nails into his chest leaving scratches. Apologizing through a whisper in his ear he turned his focus on her and kissed her, her DNA wielding fingertips now palming his cheek as they made out.

Filly consumed by her sensations bit her lower lip watching them kiss. The only thing distracting her was Lacey caressing her butt cheeks to soften up her stride. Lace like her name had that soft touch, of course, her other hand was squeezing Henry’s balls. Both worlds they say, she was giving it her best.

Svetty contemplating evil that she was being cloaked removed her hands from Henry and Serafina’s feet but maintained the strength of her jawline in continuing her toe tour. Utilizing her free hand, she brought it up under Sonya’s thighs and dug her fingers inside her bright pink pussy. Tessa bulging her eyes at her roommate flipped her dangling leash like a whip at Svetty whispering, “You don’t even know her.” A shrug of “Do now!” was all Tessa got as an acknowledgement.

In response Tessa looked up at Serafina looking straight at her, the gaze made Tessa cringe slightly. What kind of hold did that rock solid bitch have over her? So what she ate Tessa out for over an hour. An hour... “Holy fuck.” Yep! The leash was looking better and better. For now, at least!

Sonya Ballantine relished in Svetty’s intrusion, wiggling her ass and literally gyrating over the Russian’s fingers. Serafina noting Svetty’s extracurricular spunk withdrew her toe from the girl’s mouth. Moving her leg up over Sonya and reclaiming her foot from Tessa she gripped Sonya by her hair. Marc behind her found time to regain circulation in his hands as Sera stood up, yet forcefully held Sonya’s tongue to her clit. Gina sidelined briefly found Sera dragging her into a kiss like Henry was doing with Boots. Steamy screamy!

An unexpected retreat Sera turned over to face Marcus on the bar leaning her palms on his upper thighs then savagely bit his dick behind a speedo, his chap’s crotch less to give his schlong a nice vibrant appeal. Without his help she shredded his speedo like a rabid dog until his seven-inch erection popped free of its loose confinement. Devouring him, she sucked him off like a beast in heat.

Feeling her fire like a true redhead Sonya dug back in from behind, licking Sera’s ass first then settling lower to dine within Sera’s mean cuisine. Svetty ravaging Sonya only fueled her momentum, fingertips added to Serafina’s cunt pushing and twisting alongside her tongue. Svetty a constant ball of energy lured Tessa closer by the leash attached to her neck. Knowing Tessa loved licking ass the Russian prompted her to invade Sonya’s pucker. It was quickly becoming a game of Twister.

“What the hell are you freaks doing in my bar? It’s closing time.”

Nobody even reacted to Flossy Taggart strolling out from her office with her head Bouncer and off kilter Hostess LouWanda. Lou leering over at Big Peter while pointing out Henry’s cock being rode by Filly. Seeing her niece Lacey gripping Henry’s balls, Flossy frowned and used her walking cane to jab Lace to abandon his scrotum. Lace having stripped after Henry’s earlier judgment call to play her part pouted at being forced to retreat.

With her out of the way Flossy moved up into her vacancy and purposely gripped Henry’s sack extremely hard. Feeling the difference, Henry’s brewing nut surged a tad earlier that predicted. Filly feeling her insides embrace his fireworks screamed at the top of her lungs and came right along with Henry. Boots feeding on Henry’s emotions kissed him even harder as he snarled into her mouth. LouWanda and Peter laughed at Flossy’s encouraged happy ending.

Matters worse the illustrious Dominic Black was ready to leave for the night, stopping to move behind the bar as if he had no idea what was going on over the counter. Not even his sister blowing the bartender, Dom looked over the alcohol selection. His concern was grabbing a full bottle of Kentucky Bourbon and leaving a fifty-dollar bill on the spot he got the bottle from. Flossy noticing Dom called out. “What did I tell you about hijacking my profit margin?”

“You saw me put more than the bottles worth on the shelf. Live with it!” Dom hissed. Joining his growl Marc rallied his own, firing hard into Serafina’s constricting throat. “I didn’t need to see that.” Aware now!

In turn like making rounds Svetty and Tessa got Sonya off, Serafina following up with a gusher directly into Sonya’s screaming mouth making her choke. Both women shaking like leaves reared up, Svetty feeding Sonya her fingers while Sera gripped Marc by his shirt and spit his load into his face. Upright carefully, Serafina looked at her brother. “You better share that JD.”

A tray of shot glasses found Dom opening the bottle. Pouring a good quarter of it to offer everyone involved, even Flossy. Tray on the bar Boots assisted in handing the shots out amongst everyone. Flossy shook her head and flicked a pubic hair at Henry, “Here this is yours.” Henry bulged his eyes and wondered how the old woman had gotten his pube, Lacey gritting her teeth mouthed her apology. Too funny!

Ten shots given away LouWanda and Big Peter looked left out. Dom pointing at LouWanda grumbled, “You had your shot earlier. Now Pete there...” He poured one more shot, Boots again delivering it graciously. Mainly because Pete was her distant cousin on her daddy’s side of the tracks.

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