Episode 20: FOUNTAIN DEW

“PSSSSSSST!”

Piper Cherry motioned to Josie McKellen from the hallway as her last class before first of two lunch hours began departing. Josie would find reprieve this hour over the next. Waiting until the class filed out in front of her some of the boys started whistling in passing. Flaring her eyes at her wolves Piper said “Keep that up. Those too.” Sly winks at sizeable bulges in their jeans it was a guarantee that they would. “Hey! I meant higher learning ... not higher leaning.”

The students found the new Counsellor not just beguiling and sexy as fuck, but funny as heck too. It all added up to the fact she was well on her way toward Goddess Hood here at Horton-Dexter High School. The worship was certainly mounting up. Her rising skirt showing off a healthy real estate certainly had the cell cameras captivated. Hugging one side of Josie’s doorway leaning into it directed the skirt just high enough to give a glimmer hint of thigh gap. Clam pressed for an invite. One boy even dared to reach right under her skirt for a short video of her succulence. His bravado was met with quiet praise. Her bare ass certainly had them praying for a miracle. His video sold for ten bucks each. He earned two hundred bucks before the end of the school day. Even more tomorrow. Ka-ching!

Standing in the doorway Piper shared a devilish grin expecting to find her bestie Josie grouchy. After her run in with her first period festivities, joining Reese Teller in eating Josie out alongside Piper, the rest of her day remained uncertain. All she knew was Josie was not smiling like she had been.

“Step inside and shut the door. We need to talk.” Josie frowned acting edgy.

Piper switched expressions to instant worry, “Oh, no! What’s wrong?” Shutting the door on her fanbase she shuffled barefoot over to Josie.

“Where are your shoes?”

“Carl’s holding them captive. He locked me out of our office.”

“Insanity!”

“So why the grimace?”

“I feel like I went too far.”

“With Buttercup?”

“No, not Reese. I’m so wanting that guy.” She holds a palm to her chest affectionately. “Piper? I masturbated in front of my other classes without them knowing. At least I don’t think they knew. It wasn’t easy not moaning.” Many of them suspected the younger Freshmen class slightly naiver.

“Flash any more seniors?”

“Those 17 and 18 yes. God! 16 even. Quietly, which only added to my need to touch myself. I know most of those boys won’t rat me out. What have you done to me?”

“Bride of Frankiestein.” Piper giggles with a Frankenstein walk toward her. Josie busted up. “I’m not making you do anything, outside of not wearing underwear.”

“No fair that you’re wearing some.”

“Am I?” She lifts her skirt to share in her abandonment. “Roger Dundee has them.” She flips her tongue out at her.

“Really? God, he’s dreamy. I’ve thought about trading Roman in for him, but Roger knows Henry and they get along. I just ... need to leave that man alone I think.”

“Why? There’s more than one Hostess HOHO in the pack. I don’t mind sharing. Henry gave you permission to play. I think I have a date with Roger on his houseboat Saturday you could cum along. If not do you mind babysitting Mace?”

“He doesn’t need any babysitter. Besides I have a birthday party to plan. I can’t keep putting it off.” Josie shivers having seen Piper’s handsome nephew’s monster cock last night, “You told me to stay away from him so I’m going to.” She knew she might grow weak in the knees if she truly did spend time with the boy. It was safer that way.

“I know. Maybe the girls can keep him company. With my working now he’s going to be spending a lot of time by himself. Rotten doesn’t count. Did I tell you he asked to stay with me a while? He likes it here in Nashville. I can’t wait for my sister Mona to call me and ask me to kick him out. With my niece Monet in North Carolina, Mace is all she has left.”

“I can ask the girls to go watch a movie with him Saturday. I doubt they have any plans. This close to their birthdays Henry and I need to sit down and decide how best to celebrate with them. With their graduation in six months, we’re saving our money for something nice once we figure out what. I blew $500 of that on clothes. I’m shocked he took that so well.”

“I can help you plan a party. I do have a pool.”

“That’s a start.” Josie winces, “No male strippers.”

“I wouldn’t do that. Now for you and I? DEFINITELY!”

Behind them at the door looking in through a thin window knocked cute art teacher Mimi Alexander on her way to lunch. Seeing them she chose to interrupt. Waving her in Mimi joined them smiling as if one of her cat’s had kittens. Josie dropped her jaw, “MIMI! You’re wearing a dress.” Unlike Piper, Josie had not seen the girl’s yellow dress before now.

“I am, it’s strange.” Mimi blushed.

“You study the boys like I told you too?”

“Yes. I was beet red all morning.”

“Did they drool?”

“A few ... maybe six.” She giggled, “I feel ashamed for tempting them.”

“DON’T YOU DARE!” Both Piper and Josie blurted as if twin sisters themselves on the same wavelength. Mimi flared her eyes then brightened up.

“Okay, I’ll try not to. Are we having lunch together?”

“Triple threat Cutie Pie.” Piper paused, “Mimi? Would you like to join Josie and I for wine some night this week or next? I have a swimming pool we can lounge around by.”

“That sounds fun. Thank you for including me.”

“Three Amigas!” Piper playfully batted her eyes, “Does the cafeteria serve tacos?”

“I have your taco.” Josie whispered moving to stand beside Piper. “Plenty of salsa too.”

“Would a male stripper go well with our wine?” Piper whispers to Josie then looks slyly at Mimi without her overhearing.

Josie bulged her eyes, “Footsies?”

“Footsies.” She would call around even if she had to fly a foot long or three in.

“FRANKFURTHERS does sell footlongs at their food truck out front.” Mimi added hearing that much at least.

“Hot diggity doggy style. Lead the way, Mimi Lou.” Piper and Josie followed the girl out. Josie sidestepping back to grab her purse. Hot dogs did sound good, especially to Josie. “The food vendors really called Frankfurthers?”

“Thiiiiiiiiiiis long.” Josie grinned.

Piper fanned her face, then used her tongue against her cheek while looking as if sucking a big dick. Josie thought of Reese. Piper thought of Roger. Mimi thought of pickle relish.

“I can’t believe even Principal Manley didn’t tell you to button up your blouse.” Andrea Beckett sat with her bestie Dakota McKellen outside in the grass. A free zone away from the school devoted to fresh air and relaxation. A large number of students preferred eating their lunches outdoors when weather permitted. A bright sunny day like today was pure bliss. So was Dakota ... pure bliss that is.

Looking around her as she sat with Andrea and another close ally Sandy Martin, one of three dozen Martin’s going to school here. Cousin’s everywhere, even a cheerleader. Dakota noticed an awful lot of eyes on her which made her secretively giddy. She wanted to be checked out. After years of hearing her classmates’ juvenile verses of, “Your mom is so hot.” She wanted a moment in the sun for herself. While last Friday wearing camisoles alongside her sister Sable, she had turned a few heads. Quite a number of heads even. In some cases, two heads on one body. Hopefully Angus Furlong’s she thought. Even Mace Belmont admired her opened cleavage with interest earlier before leaving for school. Then there was her father Henry, was it possible that even he was drooling over her? She wanted to believe that.

“Are you even listening to me Dakota?” Andrea fanned a palm in front of her friend’s eyes noting her lost to the world gaze.

“She’s long gone.” Sandy joined Andi in snapping her own fingers, finally Sandy threw a grape that she was eating at Dakota, and it fell down her opened shirt. Even that didn’t faze the girl. “That was my last grape too.” Overweight girl disappointment. She was dieting though so that was in her favor.

“I got it.” Andrea moved to her knees in the grass, daring to reach into Dakota’s shirt with her hand and search for the juicy oval morsel. Feeling a wrist brush her breast Dakota snapped out of her funk to lower her chin to observe Andi’s exploration.

“What are you doing?”

“Graping you ... get it? Groping you?” Andi laughed then found the grape to show her, “Fess up! What’s really going on with you Miss Might as well be Topless? Not that I’m complaining, you know I like me some...”

“SHUT UP!” Dakota chuckled, “You’re so...”

“Gay? I like both sides of the groin ... coin. Heads and tails.” Although still a virgin herself Andi was on a roll, Sandy laughing her ass off. “Stop going off into LaLa land and tell us Bitch.”

“I’m just...” She notices her mother walking with Piper and Mimi Alexander out of the school and crossing the yard via sidewalk. Piper not wearing shoes was dancing about under scalding hot concrete, finally using Josie and Mimi as crutches who could barely support her extra weight, especially tiny Mimi. It was hilarious to some, sexy to others. “That’s why.” Dakota points out her mom. “Look at them. They’re beautiful and getting away with murder. I can see Piper’s butt. Grrr! I can see my mom’s butt.”

“Mmmm! Me too.” Andi bites her lower lip.

“Why is Mimi hanging with them?” Sandy questioned, “Helping her find her cats?”

“I’m pretty sure she’s their pet project.” Dakota frowned with a cute pawing motion for laughs, “Another few weeks I bet Mimi wears short dresses and no panties too.”

“They’re not wearing panties?” Sandy winced seeing Piper’s cheeks and presumed it to be a certain that she wasn’t at least.

“Niiiiiice! Yep, I can see your mom’s butt too.” Andi whistled a nonexistent whistle, merely air flow through puckered lips. She had never mastered whistling.

“Hey! That’s my mom you’re blowing at.” Dakota swats Andrea. “Don’t you guys get it? We’re young adults, this is our school, they just teach here. It should be us getting the boys worked up.”

“Girls too.” Andi giggled, “I’m good that they get them warmed up and we reap the benefits.”

“Just stop it Andrea, you don’t even have a boyfriend or a girlfriend. You’re looked over just like I am ... was. My mom is 34. Come on she’s too old for the boys here.”

“I thought she was tapping Coach Crandell.”

“What? Nooo! Shit! Is she really?” She knew but Dakota didn’t want to admit it, feigning surprise.

“You can’t tell me you haven’t heard rumors.” Andi blasted back.

“I have, but I just never ... okay I believed it but tried not to.” She gave up. Everyone knew anyway so there was no reason to keep playing naive.

“Does your dad know?” Sandy ventured there.

“They fight a lot so probably. Yes...” Dakota caved knowing she and her father had at minimally talked about her mother’s antics. She had her confirmation hearing admissions through closed doors while she and her sister eavesdropped. She loved her parents and just attempted to hide her thoughts on it being reality. So did her sister Sable. Brooding further she merely clammed up and watched the entire school yard of dining students pant over the faculty. Was it weird that Dakota thought of the word Cult as part of faCULTy? It was as if Piper was recruiting.

“FUCK ME!” Piper belted out hopping in step on the concrete, “Even my ovaries are frying on this sidewalk.” Students laughed their asses off at her fun-loving verses. Josie enjoyed her friends overly expressive humor, but Mimi was turning beet red barely hanging in there.

“Where are your shoes?” Mimi hadn’t realized until they had made their way outdoors.

“Carl’s probably sucking the stiletto heels by now.”

“Ewww!” Mimi winced, “Why didn’t you stop and get them?”

“Proving to Carl, I won’t interrupt him. If I give him space, he’ll do the same. Psychology 101.”

“Step in the grass it’s cooler.” Josie suggested.

“Why? I like hopping about like I’m playing hopscotch. My boobies dance.” Quite dramatically at that with one of her micro thin spaghetti straps dangling over her left bicep. Josie’s right strap was joining that ensemble of freedom as well. Each step taken both women were susceptible to a losing battle. To all sides students had their fingers crossed. Piper especially in her extreme boldness was the talk of the school. Josie not far behind but the new girl was nitro in a bottle.

“You want the students to see...? Oh my!” Mimi bulged her eyes, just as the coverage over Piper’s breasts were dangerously low. Only her fierce nipple erections held the fabric up and even those were struggling to hang on.

“So should you Squirt.” Piper stuck her tongue out at the art teacher.

“My boobs are tiny.”

“REALLY?” Josie paused, “Same size Biotch. 34B’s right? Guys love my girls, and I can make them dance too.” She began hopping as well, giggling as boys bit their knuckles in awe. Taking her own heels off and carrying them it became an asphalt ballet. The heat was on, now Josie’s cleavage was slinking lower as it had for Henry at home. No way was Josie going to save herself. Let it slip! Piper found it in her to release Mimi long enough to lean toward her neighbor.

“I love you.” Piper hugged Josie for her efforts. In doing so Piper’s other dress strap slid from her shoulder. With no support whatsoever her chest was only counting on her inch long nipples. A few good hops in step it was going to become show and tell. “Your turn Artful Dodger.”

Mimi blushes then decides that she wanted to be a part of her new friend and lifts one leg after another to claim her own shoes. Once off Mimi realized just how hot the ground was. Not to mention her height dropped by two inches. Short already she felt like she was a child with a much taller mommy.

“Doesn’t the school fountain look inviting?” Piper looked over to see students sitting on the large circular rim of a good-sized fountain with the statue of the school’s founder Mister Dexter of Horton-Dexter in the center.

“Don’t you even.” Josie laughed hooking Piper’s arm to refrain a bolt toward the cool water, “My belly is growling I need a foot long.”

“Don’t we all.” Piper laughed.

“I can never eat more than half when I get one.” Mimi fidgeted in her step looking at the ground and trying to keep up. Naive!

“Sweetie? Hang with the big dogs and you’re going to get an appetite.” Piper laughed shuffling backwards to assist Mimi in keeping up. The bond was growing. Even shaking Mimi refused to grimace. Not that she was exactly sure what Piper meant.

“Line’s dimming down at Frank’s truck.” Josie pointed to two different food franchise trucks. One being the infamous Frank Logarth of the Tennessee Titan’s retired now doing what he loved doing, cooking for the masses. The other truck an Asian food truck called, Phillipino’s, the proprietor’s American name Phillip it made sense. The majority of the business at Frank’s mainly because he was cheaper.

“Phillipino’s? Wow!”

“Phillip Ngoho’s a sweetheart. He’s old but he makes a mean Adobo. Frank and LeAnne are ... well ... grandfather and granddaughter. He’s old too. Frank used to be a running back for the Titan’s until he just busted up every bone in his body except for the one that counts.” Josie relates as they approach Frank’s line. A few of the school’s football team as well as their basketball team were in line. Wrestlers too. The only three sports that survived the budget cuts.

“There’s Buttercup.” Piper leans on Josie who had already noticed.

“God! I can feel my wetness trickling down my leg.” She whispered to Piper fearing Mimi being too straight at the moment to cope with their aggressive hormones.

“Get up there Squishy.” Piper nudges Josie toward Reese from behind, the basketball star being in the tail of the line. Brushing up against Reese he turned to see Josie and smirked.

“Hey Mrs. M!”

“Reese!” She beguiled him with sparkling eyes, “Treat me to something thick and yummy?”

“That’s tomorrow.” He smirked with ego and turned away. Josie felt jilted until she thought about it. Tapping his shoulder, he turned again.

“Sure, you want to wait?”

“Nope! But you’re going to.” He was evil. Overhearing her mumble, “Fuck!” He just said, “That’s the plan.” She wanted to rub her clit so bad it was obvious. Boys all around them saw how agonizing her behavior was. She let it go and pivoted into Piper to mouth the words, “OH, MY GOD!” Piper giggled and Mimi just explored the possibilities as to what was going on. She was still unsure but had suspicions.

Football players Antoine Boss and Corey Samson paying for, then collecting their food stepped from the line walking directly toward Piper before stopping cold. Both boys were already holding their footlong hot dogs and seemed to be ever so slowly lifting them as if erections brewing. Piper flared her eyes at them and said, “Are those for me?” Willingly they offered to let her have them until she merely pinched the tips of the dogs between her index fingers and thumbs, winking, “They’re soooo BIG!”

Both giants of young men puckered at one another and egotistically unified with a bragging version of, “DAMN STRAIGHT!” Her tits so far gone their eyes were glued to her nipple props. Mimi’s mouth was watering over those hot dogs.

“I don’t think I could even take all of that.” They grin at her playfulness until interrupted from behind. “Another day Plumper’s.” The boys chuckled and left, both looking back at Piper’s ass seeing lower cheekage, a faint breeze hiking her skirt slightly to reveal more. They nearly tripped walking backwards, both were definitely going to brag to the rest of their team.

“WHAT CAN I GET YOU LADIES?” The proprietor Frank chuckled at Piper’s mental seduction, the girls moving up closer to the side of Reese Teller. Josie and Mimi stepping up to order for Piper as well. Looking over at Reese, Josie’s mouth watered at the huge dog in his hands, her tongue circling her lips as if ravenous.

“I think I want what he has.” Reese smiled but stepped away leaving her to express a fidget. She wasn’t used to being teased back without a quick outcome. Tomorrow would certainly prove interesting.

“Hi LeAnne.” Mimi waved at the girl around her age of 25, a cute petite young blond with a button nose and big blue eyes. Chesty even for such a petite young woman.