Episode 140: SEX DRIVE

Their couples retreat now over, Piper Cherry, Jesse Manley, his girlfriend Tawny Martin, and Piper’s nephew Mace Belmont abandoned her king size bed and found themselves starving. Piper in the lead prowled naked through her home and to her kitchen in search of sustenance. It hadn’t dawned on her before now that she had literally eaten nothing but cum since Roger Dundee’s houseboat. Well, not quite true she ate a few lime wedges with her tequila shots. That and a handful of peanuts instead of penis at River Rat’s Bar she was feeling puckish.

While she rummaged her pantry, Mace sat with Jesse and Tawny on the living room sofa, nobody concerned with getting dressed or hiding from no curtains on the windows. “I think I just saw Travis go inside.” Tawny stretched vibrantly, Jesse snuggling up to her while Mace put some music on to keep active.

“Probably watched us all fucking.” Jesse sighed. “Maybe the pancakes got canceled. Who knows his mom might have punished ... naaa ... she’s too nice. Unless that hillbilly sent him to his room voluntarily. Should I tell Aunt Piper about him?” Heads shook no! Good enough for him, at least for now.”

“He should be spending more time with Sable. Unless she didn’t go over. She might have gone back to bed.” Tawny frowned thinking to herself, “If he can’t enjoy her I will.”

“What does she see in him?” Jesse frowned, peering out over the pool.

“Hey! Trav’s awkward but he’s a good guy.” Mace acknowledged Jesse’s skepticism of their relationship. “Sable can make her own decisions.”

“I think she likes you too.” Tawny giggled scratching her boob.

“She’s awesome but too shy for me.” He knew differently when she joined, he and Dakota in his bed briefly before they headed home. That and before dealing with Dominic ... her way. “Besides, I have no shortage of hot chicks.”

“Can’t live off Cheerleaders alone Bro.” Jesse chuckled. “Not that, that’s not a mighty fine diet plan.”

“Hey now! I’m a cheerleader.”

“He did just fuck my aunt silly. Says something to me. Cheer Coach?”

“True, but you just nailed another cheerleader. Do you even go after other girls?”

“Heck yes! I nailed the cable lady when she hooked us up.”

“No shit?” Jesse puckered impressed.

“Yeah, then there’s Odessa. Only her sister is a cheerleader. I met a couple strippers from Cashanova when I was downtown, so there’s a future prospect.” Others, but no need to brag about underaged girls like Rhoda Stinwicky or the girls he invited into the backseat of Piper’s SUV, both sixteen. He wasn’t opposed to that as long as it didn’t come back to bite him in the ass.

“DAMMIT!” They heard a temperamental Piper from the kitchen. “I need to go grocery shopping again.”

“Make a list, I’ll go for you.” Jesse volunteered.

“You on her leash now?” Tawny cocked an eyebrow.

“I got no problem with that.”

“Speaking of leash, I better walk Rotten again it’s been a couple hours now.” Mace said, “Where did I leave my sweats?”

“Over by my jeans in the hallway.” Tawny hopped up intending to go get her own clothing. Meeting Piper in the hallway they nearly collided. “Sorry, Pipes!”

“Pipes?” The bombshell blond smirked, “You screamed louder than I did during that love fest.”

“Blame your nephew.” Tawny fanned herself, “Dirk Diggler!”

“That good? You’ve seen Boogie Nights? I’m impressed!” Piper whispered, Tawny peering for Jesse before replying with, “Best I’ve ever had. And I have had ... my fair share.” Nearing triple digits! Piper puffed her cheeks at the possibility. She just couldn’t go all the way with her nephew as tempting as his abilities might be. “You didn’t hear my curiosity.”

“Nope! I have your back Pippy. We all do if you haven’t caught on. There isn’t a student at Horton Dexter that wouldn’t take a bullet for you.”

“Let’s hope you’re right. Same here pop tart.” Piper nudged Tawny against the wall and kissed her on the lips warmly. “Damn! I think I just tasted Mace on you.”

“Yummy, isn’t he?” The redhead whispered and kissed Piper back. The hallway growing silent the boys came looking and found the ladies making out. Jesse sighed and shot a glance at Mace.

“Micky Double D’s?”

“Drive thru?”

“My horse or your Ram? Farm animals either way.”

“Ooo! Convertible!” Mace laughed. Hearing them Piper tugged Tawny’s head back by her fiery red hair to talk but kept her pinned against the wall.

“Let’s all go. My treat!”

“Better idea!” Jesse grinned. “Naked drive thru.”

“Shotgun!” Piper bubbled up then kissed Tawny one more time. “Grab your keys, Outlaw! Keys only! Mace grab my purse.”

“Wait! I meant you and Tawny naked, not me and Mace too.”

“OH, HELL NO!” Nephew reluctance.

“Pussy!” Piper told her nephew. “Let’s go. Hurry the fuck up.”

“Am I walking Rotten first?”

Rotten appeared out of nowhere hearing his name. In his jaws were the tattered remains of Tawny’s panties. “Oh, my God! He ate my underwear.”

“Tawny is a cat name. He likes pussy as much as we do.” Mace laughed taking what was left of the underwear from him. Holding it up as soggy as it was it was just too funny. Even more so when he placed two fingers up through a giant hole torn through the garment. “Crotchless!”

“I’ll give you a few pairs.” Piper smiled, “I swore mine off. Just give Rotten back his kitty litter.”

“Maybe I should too. It’s fun going without on dress code omission day.”

“Only gets better Shred Sonja!” Piper winked. “I’m pushing Jesse’s dad into more days. What do you guys think of pajama day?”

“Sheer nighties?” Tawny beamed.

“We’ll see! We all need to keep in mind there are younger students.”

“Fuck 70% of Horton-Dexter’s freshmen aren’t virgins anymore.” Jesse laughed, “I lost my virginity at 16.”

“Right! And look at all you’ve done... “ Tawny found a hand palming her mouth. She really didn’t want Mace privy to her crowd surfing naked or her dildo show in the gym. So far, he only knew of her short dresses and carefree attitude. What she was doing was illegal as hell.

“Bullet!” Piper whispered to Tawny then let her breath again. “Regardless, we all have our fun when it’s safe only. If the seniors...” She points at Tawny, “ ... are keeping my secrets, it must be from as many of those age groups.”

“Wait! What secrets?” Mace flared his eyes at his aunt.

“I’ll tell you later.” Maybe! If he did find out it should be from her mouth, no one else’s. “Put Rotten out by the pool we’ll meet you in Jesse’s car.”

Sunday or not ... here they cum.

Look out Golden Arches!

They weren’t clowning around.

One block over from Piper. One house over from Kelly Herbert’s...

“Dad?” Knox Hardecker observed Svetlana stripping out of her soaked camisole and white leggings to place them in their dryer along with Winslow Hardecker’s blue polo. Winslow looking over his shoulder at his son through the laundry room door frowned at his boy staring so hard at her. Being a stripper, he knew she was fearless and thrived on turning men on. But this was his house, his son, and he honestly wanted to be her one and only for as long as he had her on retainer. Door shut!

“How did dad get that sexy ass bitch?” Knox rubbed his neck boggled by the new girlfriend. “Has to be his money, dad being a big shot lawyer.” Right on your dad’s money with that theory Buddy Boy!

Hearing his dad chuckle then sigh and Svetty whispering something to the effect of, “Put money where mouth is.” Knox had to move closer to listen better. Right beside the door, ear perked, he was startled by body weight slamming against the thin woodwork. Hearing his father say, “On your knees you little minx.” Her reply, “Svetty like minks.” Gurgling noises resounding, Knox just knew she was sucking his dad’s dick.

“That should be me not him.” He rolled his eyes, “This bitch is going to be fun to have around here. Might not be my usual diabolic plan, but I have got to be nice to her and tell dad he needs to keep her. I’ll work my swagger and get her when dad’s not looking. Surely, she would rather have an energetic pecker like mine over his.”

“How do you get all that down your throat?” He heard his dad gasp, “Balls too!” Knox had to go or masturbate right there. Let his dad have his moment. If he looked as if he respected Winslow without being too obvious that he was up to something, his dad might loosen up and let his guard down. “See you soon Blondie.”

Heading upstairs into his bedroom he stripped out of his sweats and considered a hot shower after partying all night with the Marquette gang. The vent by his bed was directly over the laundry room so he realized he could still hear them albeit muffled by the sounds of the dryer. It was pretty obvious his dad was having fun getting his blowjob. Driven crazy at his father’s luck Knox gave up and put on a pair of jeans but went without his shirt or socks. Needing a cigarette, he stepped out on his balcony and fired one up. Using his stereo remote he skipped song after song until arriving on one he hadn’t heard before. Spotify came in handy with their playlists made for the subscriber.

“Hmmm? Catchy! Who is this?” Cigarette drooping from his lips he returned to his bedroom to check out the playlist visually. “Raven Black, My Demons. Singer has a cool voice. Almost Harley Quinn!” Not only was Knox mesmerized by the song he actually pictured Svetty dressed up like the Batman villainess. Below him Svetlana too heard the chaotic music and paused with her mouth full of Winslow girth. Eyeballs peering up at the ceiling it appeared to Winslow as if she was possessed. The pause made no sense until he too heard the music.

“Knox and his fucking metal music. His room is above us; he’s probably trying to ruin our fun.” Withdrawing her mouth from his beast she fondled him to keep him from thinking the worst.

“Like song! Use for dance at club. Must know who is.”

“Now?” Winslow pouted.

“Come!” She stood up and gripped his cock in towing him as she opened the door and stepped out. He still wearing his pants around his ankles had to kick them off or trip over them. She gave him two seconds before hauling him out of there like a dominatrix and through the house. Moving upstairs with Winslow in tow he complained every step up until she stopped, knelt and sucked him on the staircase. That went over well. Tension that Knox might come out of his room only elevated his blood pressure. Being a lawyer, he certainly knew how to keep his nerves in check in court, but in his home, it was a different story. Winslow had not brought any woman home in the four years since his ex-wife Shawna had left him for another man. It was tedious doing things around his son, even though he knew Knox was a pain in his ass.

The song becoming aggressive made Svetty respond to her throat thrusts in rapid almost devastating moves. His crown deep beyond missing tonsils felt incredible. She did say “Come!” He did! With warm creamy jizz filling her throat Svetty backed out then showed him his leftovers. Standing tall she gripped his wet dick and with garbled words said, “Come!”

“I just did!” Regardless he let her lead him to his son’s bedroom. Peering through the door they saw Knox out on his balcony smoking and texting on his cell. Growling Winslow tried to persuade her to go to his own master bedroom, but the mad Russian refused and drug him against his wishes into the boy’s room. Tossing poor Winslow on to Knox’s queen size bed she crawled up on him and mounted his lap. Penetrating herself by guiding him into her she warded off his begging whispers of, “Not in here.” Once she started riding him it was bitch boy over, Winslow gave up and enjoyed her insanity.

Seeing his stereo remote lying next to Winslow’s head she bent over him to snatch it up. With the current song being the band Disturbed and their tune No More she sang to him using the remote as her microphone. Hair tossed about, tits bouncing, cum still toyed with on her tongue she froze just as he was ready to fire on her again. His eyes bulging to wonder why, she used the remote to repeat the song by Raven Black. The change in tune instantly made Knox stand from leaning on his balcony railing and offer a queer look back through his doors. He couldn’t see his dad and Svetty at his angle but put out his cigarette on the balcony rail before casting the butt out into their yard. More aptly, Kelly Herbert’s grass.

Curious, he moved back into his room and immediately saw Svetty back in action riding his dad on his own fucking bed. Jaw dropped he offered hands to his sides with an expression of, “What the hell?”

His father had lost his ability to care as she rode him hard. Ignoring Knox, Svetty the sweaty gave him a show without eye contact. Just as his dad nutted dramatically Svetty turned her gaze on Knox and showed him her mouth full of loitering jizz. Spitting it over her lips she let it trickle down her chin before swallowing the rest. Song ending, she lifted his remote and played it for a third time.

“Like song!” She told him. “Find more of band.” She tossed the remote at Knox then collapsed forward over Winslow to feed him her breasts. She had yet to cum, so the gyrations were back in action. Knox whistled uncomfortably at seeing his dad get the hot chick. Obeying her albeit hesitantly, Knox looked up the catalog of albums of Raven Black. Finding their top 10 he played Damaged. It was more aggressive, but Svetty loved its message. Maybe she too related to being damaged. Reacting seductively, she abandoned Winslow reclaiming the nipple he was sucking on and went into a spasm of theatrics in her upright ride, hands back in her hair.

“Mother fuck!” Was all Knox could say. Svetty was insanely erotic. Finding a third song of We are the Rejects by Raven Black she found the melody catchy and danced playfully as if she were Harley Quinn riding Batman. She loved her Batcave visitation! All she needed was pigtails and white makeup. She already had Knox as her laughing hyena. With the chorus she rode Winslow violently until she stiffened up to cum on his cock. Song over, Knox stopped the music just to see their reaction.

Svetty landed back over Winslow and passionately kissed her lover. Win loved her passionate moment regardless of letting his son be a voyeur in her madness. At least her emotions appeared tuned in on him rather than her son. Fingers crossed!

“You two have fun.” Knox spoke up, “I’m going downstairs. Oh! Change my bedding!”