Episode 019: cHEMistry TEST

Still Monday morning just a shift in timing...

“Dude! Look at Dakota McKellen.” Toby Mellon tapped his buddy Angus Furlong on the shoulder as they walked from the school parking lot. Seeing her father Henry dropping the girls and hitchhiker Travis Herbert at the circle drive student drop off she was definitely worth looking at. Angus had a crush on Dakota as it was, even though he was dating cheerleader Robin Banks. “She’s pushing boundaries again. Ever since that new Counsellor got to Principal Manley about a new dress code, she and Sable have been acting ... hotter.”

“Nothing wrong with that Bubba.” Angus grinned, “Looks like Dakota’s still doing it, but Sable’s backing down. Why the fuck are they even hanging with Perbert? Fucking loser!” Angus was not always a nice guy, he had his moments, but the jock in him kept his ego soaring.

As Henry McKellen drives away Dakota looked back for safety and unbuttoned her shirt again, three buttons open her cleavage was spectacular. She wanted to be noticed. Her wish fulfilled over a dozen boys whistled at her. Travis thinking that it was Sable they were howling at flipped them off. A chase ensued leaving the McKellen twins laughing at his sudden bolt toward the school. He was a big pussy to say the least. Sable still found his defending her cute.

“Are you really going to walk around with your tits out?” Sable scowled at her sister.

“They’re not out. You can’t see my nipples. Yet anyway!” She flipped her tongue out in retaliation.

“Close enough. You bend over I bet you can.”

“Chill out Sable. I know what I’m doing.”

“You better. Here comes Angus.”

“What? Where? Does my hair look okay?” Dakota freaked out.

“Your hair looks perfect. I’m going to my locker. Don’t get into trouble or mom will kill you.”

“I won’t. She won’t either. Not after all we know about her now.” She calmed her nerves while Sable strutted away passing on through the turnstile. As Angus and Toby approached her Dakota blushed shyly and fluttered her fingers at them.

“Hey Gorgeous.” Angus greeted her, “Love the stretch pants.”

“Tight as hell McKellen.” Toby chuckled looking at her ass slightly showing from under her shirt’s overhang, he could still see the roller coaster ride that her curves sank into. Without underwear on beneath her stretch pants, the fabric followed her contours like a second skin, get down to it like her first skin. Save for color she might as well be nude. Tight was an understatement.

“They’re comfy.” She smiled.

“Hey, Bubba?” Angus looked at Toby, “Can I have a minute?” With an understanding nod Toby headed inside the school. “Alone at last.” Angus sighed, “Listen, about my asking you out. I understand your worry because of my seeing Robin. It’s just taking time killing the relationship, I’m sure you heard about how she mistook Sable for you and got all physical. Good thing that new Counsellor broke it up. I should have been there to prevent that drama. Sable doing, okay?”

“Yep! Peachy! At least Piper knows how to break up with someone.” Dakota razzes him with her tongue, all while toying with her opened shirt collar daring him to check her out.

“Stop doing that.” He laughed.

“Doing what?” She played coy.

“Trying to distract me. I’m trying to be sincere here. I really like you, Dakota. I ... want ... you.”

“Want as in?” With a wince she quizzed him to see where their true chemistry lies.

“Well, there’s that sure ... but I want you to be my girl. FIRST!”

“Good answer. I’m open to that but only after you break up with Robin. I just can’t commit otherwise, it’s not fair to either of us.” Logic at the moment, it made sense, as time went on possibly not so cut and dry.

“Okay!” He clears his throat and reaches over with both hands to cover her chest by pulling her collar closed. “Are you going to leave this unbuttoned?”

“As long as I can.”

“So ... this isn’t just for me?”

“It is but, I want to feel free. If other boys look so, be it. They look at my mom more than they do me. I want to change that.”

“Trying to make me jealous?’ He chuckled.

“Don’t be. I’m just showing off to see how boys react. I’m ... expanding my horizons. I’m new to ... going this far. It’s sexy fun to tease. I hope you can handle the new Dakota 2.0.”

“Even in class in front of male teachers?”

“I’m not sure yet. I might act as if I didn’t know my shirt came unbuttoned. I can be a good actress.” She bats her lashes. “Mister Dundee is kind of cute.” If she only knew Roger Dundee had his sights now set on Piper Cherry at this very minute. His hands too, she was sitting on his lap in the Teacher’s lounge.

“Tease!” He chuckled.

“I’m just getting started. Like they say on Big Brother ... expect the unexpected. Walk me to my locker?”

He begins to agree when he notices his girlfriend Robin approaching them with her best friend and fellow cheerleader Tina Wiles. Seeing him talking to Dakota she was already sneering, the question was ... was she a good actress as well? Last Friday the girls smiled at one another while trying to get Piper Cherry her job, part of a congregated mob outside the principal’s office. Angus while in attendance hadn’t seen their shared grin. Was there more than met their eyes?

“There’s Robin. I better not, I don’t want to get you into any confrontation.”

“Okay! I’ll just go tease someone else.” She stuck her tongue out at him again then left without looking back. Robin merely sneered until Dakota was out of sight. Hugging Angus, Robin lifted up on her toes and kissed her man good morning. Hands on her ass he wasn’t worried about being seen. Once their kiss ended Robin walked away, Tina lingering to blow him a secretive kiss behind his girls back. Yep! He was tapping Tina too. Not that she needed to hide. Robin and Tina had more than a few threesomes with handsome Furlong.

Dog!

“LET ME GO!!”

Travis Herbert found himself stuffed inside a locker and sealed shut. As his assailants laugh at his confinement Piper Cherry walked downstairs from the second floor of the school. Having just shared in catching Josie McKellen and her Coach Crandell screwing in her classroom before any students arrived, she gave Josie a final moment to gather her nerves and set off exploring again. Finding Sable torn between giggling and worry at the expense of Travis she spotted Piper and ran to her side.

“Some boys locked Travis in a locker. I don’t know the combination.”

“They still do that?” Piper tried not to laugh, especially after she too had just locked Josie’s clothing in another boy’s locker, how ironic. With a bunch of boys loitering near the locker laughing at the situation Piper patted Sable’s shoulder. “I got this sweetie.” Sable followed Piper from behind and whimpered at her crushes fate.

Piper brushing her luscious body through the horde of boys, her hands over her head as if saying, “Feel free to grope me.”, the new Counsellor made her way through to the closed locker. Snickering Piper knocked on the locker door, “Yoohoo? Anyone home?” The boys all busted up; she was just too cool. Even Sable blushed at her amusement. To Sable’s right a boy actually leered her way to peek at her cleavage. Sable bulged her eyes.

“Quit that.” She sheepishly reached up to clench her collar together.

“Dakota’s was better anyways. She’s not wearing a bra.”

“Go away Freddie.” She nudged the boy aside pouting. As she took a breath Sable unbuttoned one more button. Her sister Dakota was not going to get all of the attention.

“Miss Cherry? Is that you?” Travis wheezed through the tiny air vents, “I can’t breathe. Clothestraphobic.”

“Did you just say clothestraphobic?” She laughed.

“What? No. Get me out of here.”

“Relax.” She turns with her back to him leaning on the locker with arms folded beneath her chest, her forearms bulging her breasts higher, “Who does this locker belong to?” No one volunteered the information. With more and more students incoming as to what was transpiring Piper noticed an awful lot of big boy sport types. Muscles with roving eyes she thought. Almost forgetting Travis as her mouth watered, she was jolted by the locker itself beneath her weight against it. In her hair teasing moment, strands curling around a finger she returns to her priority by kicking her heel against the door. “Quiet back there.” The kids chuckled at her playful response.

Twirling her body back to face the locker she bent forward a bit to look at the combination lock as if she could actually know the three-digit code. In bending, a boy strangely not the jock type grew bold and used a pen to lift her skirt in back until her panties were visible. Piper didn’t notice it or if she did, she refused to let on. Finally, Sable swatted the boy’s hand and ruined it for everyone. It was only a matter of time.

“What’s going on here?” Came a familiar masculine voice that made Piper’s eyes pop wide. Standing up straight she again turned in step hurriedly, her dress strap dangling over her bicep as it had in the teacher’s lounge.

“Roger?” Piper fanned herself with her fingers as a group of girls joined her. Roger Dundee was a God amongst the female students, crushes from every angle in his well chiseled frame. “Let me guess ... Herbert?” He winked at Piper who melted in his unwavering good looks. All she could do was point a nail over her shoulder at the locker and mumble, “Occupied.”

“HELP ME MISTER DUNDEE!” Travis babbled.

Looking over his shoulder at the students he sighed, “Who’s locker Ladies?” Every girl there pointed at the boy with the big pen, “Is this your locker Brian?”

“Yes Sir.” He found himself stressed under the two dozen pointing fingernails. While Roger was turned away Piper looked at the girls around him and mouthed, “OH MY GOD!” The girls could not agree more. The jocks around the gathering rolled their eyes as even some of their girlfriends were expressing vibes of yearning fantasies. Even the cheerleaders were looking up at Roger with doe like eyes. Just as he reached over to pull Brian toward him by his shirt Piper slid lower on the locker as if kneeling to blow him. Students cracked up as the second he brought Brian in between he and Piper it looked bad. Brian however grinned up a storm being caught with Piper’s face right up to his crotch. His erection literally landed over her nose. Cross eyed she mumbled, “Fuck Me!”

“HELL YEAH!” Brian boasted as Piper growled and stood back up pointing at Brian. He was so close to Piper that her chest followed his contours all the way up. With her strap dangling over her bicep her dress slithered off of her left breast and it fell free. Only his body compressed against hers, his, her nipple jabbing at his t-shirt. From the sides it was all boob baby. Guys were biting their knuckles. Roger cocking an eyebrow had to laugh. Dragging Brian back by his shirt collar meant Piper having to hurry in covering herself back up. A lot of disappointing sighs were heard. She simply razzed the entire hallway as her breast went back into hiding. Sneak peek at best.

“Jockblocker!” She stuck her tongue out at him, even the true jocks laughed hysterically. Shaking his head Roger reached around Brian and grabbed Piper by her wrist and pulled her aside. She followed in a clatter of six-inch heels to even more chuckles. Brian unlocked his locker and opened the door letting everyone see Travis scrunched up and pale. Piper feeling badly stepped in going into Counsellor mode.

“Come here Sweetie.” She helped Travis out of his confined space, and he dove into her for a hug. Burying his face between her tits he feigned crying. Sable pouted and looked between Piper’s chest then down at her own. Without anyone looking she unbuttoned her shirt even more to reveal her own cleavage. Parting her collar for effect she moved beside Piper and rubbed Travis on the back.

“Are you okay Travis?” He mumbled with his face smothered in 38C’s, “AH AHM NOHW.” Piper smirked at Roger, who couldn’t resist looking at her chest as well.

“Get to classes. All of you.” Roger clapped his hand then scowled at the lingering Travis, “That’s enough hiding out Faker.” Tugging his scalp Travis let out a pathetic whine at being forced from her breasts.

“Hey! You drooled on me.” Piper pointed at saliva puddles on her mounded tits. Roger winked at her, reminded of her pastry icing looking like melted jizz from earlier, then nudged Travis toward Sable. Seeing Sable’s opened shirt Travis feigned a nervous breakdown and smothered his face into Sable’s tits. It made her morning. Piper’s turn to grab Travis by his scalp drug him away from Sable and pushed him to go to class. He walked away sniveling and laughing at the same time. Sable gave chase before Piper could stop her over her unbuttoned shirt. As if she would have punished her. If anything, Piper might have suggested a bra removal.

“I warned you. The punks in this place are capable of anything. Hanky?” He offered her his handkerchief from his back pocket.

“Panky maybe. I have my own thanks.” Piper lifts her skirt and guides her panties to her heels and lifts one foot out before hiking the other up to bring her the underwear. Using it to dab her chest of saliva she reaches over to Roger and tucks them into his shirt pocket. “Hold on to those for me. No pockets.” She twirls in her skirt as he watches it fan up for a sweet visual.

“Damn! Don’t let Carl see that. Might be your day for a pink slip.”

“I can show you a pink sli-” He puts a finger over her lips to prevent another word.

“Save the T.” He knew where she would go if allowed to finish her sentence. “I’ll see you later today.” Turning away from Roger he took four steps and paused as if to sneeze. Bringing her panties to his nose he used it as if to mask himself. She smelled heavenly. Piper dropped her jaw and smiled as he walked away with her undies draped by one finger over his shoulder.

“Oh, he’s good. Nice chemistry ... Professor.”

Hooters Crossing housing division, one street over from Epicenter Court ... or as an evil Knox Hardecker referred to it as EpicEnter CUNT with a paint can written on the curb across the street from Piper’s home. It was pretty hilarious now that Mace Belmont noticed it as he mowed the yard. He couldn’t agree more, there was a lot of epic pussy in the vicinity.

Having finished the McKellen yard first to make a good impression, he began on Piper’s. With Henry taking forever to get home he took another sweat break and went out back to strip off and jump in the swimming pool. Swimming one lap just to cool off completely he surfaced on the back side of the pool and lingered there. Hearing a loud feminine scream he paused, “Who was that?” Resting on his arms he listened further, deafening moans riding the airwaves. Looking up at agonizing shrieks he found another set of ears and eyes. Up on his own balcony Knox Hardecker and his buddy Dip were motioning toward the Herbert home. Seeing Mace swimming nude, they intended to razz him, but the screams ruined their moment.

Mace swam back to retrieve his sweatpants taking time to dry off in a hurry before prowling to the back fence line climbing the fence to peer over and look up at Knox and Dip. “What’s going on?”

“The Herbert Hottie!” Dip chuckled, “She’s getting her brains fucked out by the bodybuilder.”

“The pervert’s mom. Hot ass MILF.” Knox puffed on a cigarette dangling from his lips trying to look cool. “Climb over! Dip will go let you in.” Unsure if he should, Mace couldn’t resist the chance to see Kelly Herbert again after her balcony greeting not long ago. If he had the opportunity, he had only spotted her once before talking to Travis in his bedroom. She was beyond smoking hot. While Knox hated her for joining in on his urination bukkake at the McKellen’s, Piper Cherry, and Kelly herself he did love a hot whore. He had ideas on getting even with all of them, starting with befriending Mace. Be nice Knox. Be nice.

Hurling himself over the fence barefoot in only his sweats Mace walked to the back French doors of the Hardecker home and met Dip. Letting him in Dip led Mace upstairs to his buddy’s bedroom. On the walls were posters of every Metal band imaginable, Mace was impressed. What troubled him most was a picture of two sunbathers on his desktop monitor. He knew they were of Dakota and Sable wearing micro bikinis. He had to pause and look. “Daaaamn!”

“If you saw that, wouldn’t you want pics?” Dip laughed, “Out here.” He nodded to join Knox on his balcony. In transit Mace had to laugh under his breath. Dip had that right. Now that he had seen fashion show nudes of the twins and rubbed their pussies, they his dick it was hell not envisioning more. His secret however!

Facing the Herbert home, he had easy access to spy directly in on Kelly Herbert’s bedroom. High enough for a perfect bedroom scene. With her curtains billowing a tad they could see her Master Dominic Black fucking her silly doggy style, tugging her hair and slapping her ass raw. She was stunning even if she was a ball of succulent sweat. She knew she was being watched but refused to beg her Master to close her blinds. Positive that he would just say, “LET THEM WATCH!”, she merely bit her tongue. It did turn her on being the center of attention. Dominic’s rules were always that she showoff, tease hard, and even accept her fate if they asked for sex. There was nothing Kelly would deny her God.

“Holy crap!” Mace leaned on the rail looking right at her. Knox on his elbows beside him puffing away. Waving off smoke Mace still felt as if he were associating with the enemy. Piper would be disappointed in him for certain if she found out. Which reminded him that he needed to check camera footage to see if the pool camera caught him this far out.