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Nashville Pussy

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Episode 26: gRUB HUB

Erotica Sex Story: Episode 26: gRUB HUB - 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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“I’m herrrrrrrrrrrre!”

Josie McKellen stepped into Piper Cherry’s home finding Piper sitting on her sofa as she had when Mace left her, feet up, knees fanning. Walking in to see her in her exposed state Josie grins, “Should I be therrrrrrrrrrre!” She mocks her own entrance spiel.

“Hey Josie! Naaaa! Sorry, lost in thought. Mace is a pain in my butt.”

“I can relate. Henry just fucked me up the ass.”

“Not what I meant.” Piper laughed, “Damn! Tell him to come over and do mine.”

“We’re insatiable, aren’t we?” Josie sat down just like Piper, facing her to fan her legs exactly as her bestie was doing, revealing her own cute kitty. An unclean one having just left her husband without washing up, Josie at the moment did not care. After that adventure in paradise, she concluded that she was done with sex for the day. Here and now was meant for alcohol and retreating into one’s soul.

“Got that right. I wanted to jump Roger’s bones today. I couldn’t fill you in because of the twins but Roger took my dress off in his opened classroom doorway and groped me in front of students looking in. He even choked me and bit my ass.” She rolled over and drew her shirt up, “See a bite mark? God he’s Herculean.”

“HercuLayin?” Josie got in on the goofy name calling. “I see a red mark that’s all. I heard a rumor that you were hauled around school over the heads of students. Roman filled me in by text earlier. You are completely out of your mind.”

“Was Roman aware they carried me right up to Carl’s office and knocked on his door? I was masturbating in midair.” She chuckled. “He opened his door to my fingers knuckling my coochie. He nearly fainted. That was when he slammed the door and played Steve Miller over the PA.”

“OH MY GOD! No wonder we were treated to music. He should play one song each day, that might loosen students up. You should suggest that.”

“Ooo! I like that idea. I will! If he doesn’t then I’ll commandeer his mic.”

“My entire class jumped up to dance. I heard other classes did too. Mimi mentioned it. Piper?” She suddenly looked glum, “I felt young again, so I danced sexy with my hands in my hair. I ... I let Freshmen paw me up while I danced Piper. My ass and pussy were seen because my skirt rose up. I feel miserable now. I mean I had my dress on but still showed off. How could I be so stupid?”

“No dumber than me Bestie. I let who knows how old students kiss my ass by my SUV just before you and the girls walked out. I had to stop so they didn’t see it. We both know the girls will hear about our lude acts, it’s inevitable. You notice I didn’t follow you home? I waited until the lot cleared out then I masturbated on the lawn for Carl to see over the cameras. Have you ever noticed the cameras move on their own?”

“That day Anthony Smooth was here. He mentioned that the company he works for installs all of the cameras in the schools, among other places. He did warn me, but I sort of forgot about it until now. I do know Carl monitors the feeds daily to catch offenders. Oh God! He’s seen Reese Teller eating me out.”

“Us out! Still employed Bestie. If Carl won’t fire me, I know he won’t fire you. As a matter of fact, he’s encouraging me to push boundaries. Can he protect us that much? Students are bound to spread rumors even outside in the world.”

“Look what we witnessed at Cumberland Park. The cops violating teenage girls with nightsticks. You just know people have recorded stunts like that, yet we’ve never once seen news reports of police being reprimanded.”

“That’s true. There is certainly more to what people are getting away with. Some girl, I can’t recall her name at the moment showed me video taken in the halls of ... shit ... I can’t recall the school. Anyways, two boys had two girls naked up against lockers fucking. Students all around cheering them on. If schools are getting away with that, then we can get away with what we’re doing.”

“I wonder how much Carl really knows.”

“More than he wants us to know, I guarantee it. I’m not even going to ask; I’m just doing what I want. So, should you. So should all of us.”

“I don’t want my daughter’s to ... become us.”

“Sweetie? Adults! They have to make their own decisions. You know how you and I rebelled against our parents. At least the twins have waited.”

“I know. I just ... hate it. I’ve tried to raise them to be proper.”

“Which you’ve done a wonderful job with. You have to let go Bestie. Live for yourself. Let them make their own decisions, their own mistakes. Just be there should they fall. So, will I. I adopt them.” She smirked.

“You are so amazing Piper. So, was I wrong in letting Freshmen ... fifteen-year old’s see me? Touch me in minor ways.”

“Probably! But it’s too late now. What’s done is done. Same goes for me.”

Something in Josie’s expression caught Piper’s inner Counsellor, making her study her neighbor a second longer than necessary, “You’re hiding something other than the age thing. What’s wrong?”

“That easy to read between my lines?”

“Just a vibe. Talk to me.”

“Henry asked me about a comment I made. Remember when we talked about my other affairs behind his back?”

“Yep.”

“Between us?”

“Of course! Pinky swears even.”

“One of them was with his brother William.”

“Ouch! Did their parents name them after British Kings? Henry the Eighth, Prince William?”

“Cute. Their father is Edward. Another King. Maybe I never really thought about it. Wow! Now that you mention it Henry’s mother is named Victoria. You may be on to something. Anyway, his brother Will got drunk with Henry one night and Henry passed out. William just took me right there in front of Henry. I was drunk too but I knew what I was doing. It was pretty hot, even if I hate to say it. He bent me right over Henry and fucked me from behind while I watched Henry drool. I had my hands all over Henry even with Will fucking me. I even kissed Henry as I moaned. He was so plastered he just mumbled. Will was rough pulling my hair, choking me, smothering my face into Henry’s crotch. I screamed my fool head off cumming time after time.” She fluttered her fingers in front of her heated facial features. He left me cuddling with Henry wearing jizz. I... “Silence overcame her.

“Crazy! I know I told you to tell him but ... that could crush Henry. Not to mention he might lash out at his brother.”

“I know. William and his new wife Glenda are coming to the girl’s birthday party once I fill them in on the details. God, we still need to form party plans.”

“Well, at least Glenda ended the Royalty angle.” Piper shook her head, “Yeah, let’s not tell Henry about that night. No reason to ruin the girl’s big day.”

“Right! Should I ever admit to that night?”

“No. Just tell him about the others ... unless you slept with more members of his family.”

“No. Only Will. Except ... their Uncle Charles, on Victoria’s side of the family told me he’d love to make love to me. It never happened. “It dawns on her, “Charles. I’ll never look at my classic literature the same ever again.”

“Willy’s Shakespeare!”

“Can we escape the Royal Family please?”

“Off with their heads. I ordered Chinese for Mace and me. You’re welcomed to join me I’ll share my Kunt Pao ... damn ... I think I called it that when I ordered. Ah well!”

Josie fidgets in her seat looking toward Piper’s TV, “Oooo! The Notebook. I loved Ryan Gosling in that.”

“Meeee toooo!” Piper mocked Josie’s earlier tone of voice then giggled, “We need Chablis.”

“Rose sounds even better.” Josie pointed out her preference of wines, lifting her own bottle.

“Rosie palms?” Piper laughed stealing the bottle, jokingly using her hand in a jerking off motion, Josie picturing when she held that bottle right beside Mace’s tented sweats. “Too bad we don’t have...” She pauses midflight toward her kitchen, “Hold that ... thought.”

She needed to mull over what she was having a brainstorm about. Going to her kitchen she popped open the bottle of Rose wine, selecting two glasses from her cabinet. Pouring them she considers her unorthodox proposal. “Either we call Henry over for this, or Mace. Both are not prime candidates right now. Josie’s too worried about being around Henry at the moment considering, and Mace is just ... wrong on every level. Not only is he family, but I told Josie not to go near him sexually. If I lapse in that it’s going to get out of ... hand.” A brilliant grin crossed her face in that conclusion, “Wait a minute ... why didn’t I think of him first. This could be priceless.” Withholding her decision until running it by Josie she shuffled back to her besties side. “Rosie for Josie?”

“Why thank you Very Cherry. Oooo! It’s so pink.” Their goofiness was contagious.

“I have a crazy idea. You up to a little mischief?”

“Today has been one huge mischief in case you’ve forgotten. Showing my body to my students, being eaten out by Reese...”

“And Mwah!” Piper pointed out tapping glasses before drinking.

“Yes, you did gnaw Mwah! The whole dancing in the fountain at Horton-Dexter, stripping out of my wet t-shirt in the middle of lusting students ... instigating an incredible sexual beast I call Hubby ... sure, what can we do to top off the night?” At least those Freshmen were not mentioned again.

“Jesse Manley is delivering our food.” Piper winks over her wine glass tilted to her lips.

“Carl’s son. Oh my! What are we talking about here?”

“Let’s put the Rub in gRub Hub. I’ll tip him for an hour and let’s torment him into jerking off in front of us.”

“What about ... your nephew? He won’t be walking Rotten forever.”

“He ordered Ants Climbing a Tree from Fortune Kookies. AUNTS...” She points at herself, “ ... climbing a tree?” Another hand motion leads to Piper acting as if she has a penis.

“Oh, that’s just wrong.” Josie laughs catching on, “He’s ... frustrated by you?”

“Blood relative or not that boy is begging for it. So not going there.” Hearing her revelation Josie recalls Henry’s admission that Tessa Harper was trying to get him to incorporate their daughters into his game Frisque as incest victims. Wrong indeed, she understood. Then, there was that flash of William McKellen seducing her twelve years ago while the twins were staying with friends. Shaking those memories off Josie opened up, “We can, but I can only imagine that Jesse would brag to his dad. Carl would know by morning.”

“So?”

“Let’s do it.”

“Cheers Bitch!” Clink! Clink!

Strolling around the block with Rotten doing most of the leading, Mace Belmont spotted a familiar face, two actually. It wasn’t Knox Hardecker and his freak brother Dip Poole this time, instead it was Travis Herbert and ... his mega hot mom Kelly. They were bringing in groceries from her car, an older model black KIA Soul after going shopping.

Seeing Mace approaching her Kelly grew sheepish knowing that he had seen her being fucked by her master Dominic Black in her opened bedroom window. Fearing Travis might overhear something she hurried inside with her bags, Travis in the house with one delivery already. Mace felt badly, he could see her haunted expression. Deciding to try and make her feel better about him he took it upon himself to grabs a few bags from the back hatch and makes the journey toward their front door. Awaiting outside due to Rotten for one and being respectful for another.

Returning from the kitchen together Travis noticed Mace and grinned, thinking he was there to make friends with him. That did have possibilities, but sadly Mace was more there for his mom to make amends. Opening the glass exterior door Travis bubbled to life.

“Hey Macedonia!”

“Say what?” Mace winced with a smirk.

“Sorry! We studied Macedonia in History today. Roman empire stuff. It just fit your name.”

“Gotcha! I just thought I’d give you and your mom a hand.”

“Awesome! Thanks Mace. Mom? This is Miss Cherry’s nephew Mace. Mace? My mom Kelly.”

“Hey Kelly, pleasure to meet you.” He passed the bags off to Travis while using his foot to block Rotten from entering their home. “Get your butt back here!” He gruffly commanded. Strangely, Kelly flared her eyes at him and turned around so that he could see her butt better. Her jeans were shredded and threaded; perfect ass cheeks visible behind them. Seeing her reaction Mace smiled, “Need help with the other groceries?” Given him enough time to look her over Kelly timidly joined him outside and knelt to pet Rotten. Standing side-by-side with the Rottweiler, Mace’s crotch was right in her face. Gnashing his teeth as she stared right at it, he grew erect all over again.

“He’s very handsome.” She blushed.

Lowering his chin to look at his erection he grinned, “Yeah, he is. Sorry! Couldn’t help it!”

“Never be sorry. It is my job to make you hard. My master demands it.”

“Me you mean? He demands you make me hard?”

“Yes. All men. May I?” She gravitates her palm over his crown and lightly touches it. “Quite sturdy. Yes, you may help me.” She stands up before her son could witness her seduction. Stepping away she wiggled along toward her hatchback.

“Listen, about earlier? I’m sorry, I snooped. I really didn’t know what those assholes were up to until I ... saw you and your man. I won’t tell Travis.”

“Thank you. Although he knows, Travis ... doesn’t care much for Dom. I try to only have him over when Travis is gone, unfortunately my Master does not always listen. I ... relent.”

“Master? Wow! Pretty big Master, looked like 6’5.”

“6’8 actually.”

“So, he likes showing you off?”

“Every chance he gets. He rarely has sympathy but ... I prefer that.”

“I saw how you responded when I said get your butt back here. Your Master have you that on edge?”

“He does. It ... sounded like something he might say was all.” They walked up to the hatch to gather more bags. “Are you friends with my son?”

“If he wants one, I’m here for a few more weeks. Aunt Piper’s just getting settled here in Nashville. I brought her dog Rotten there up to her from Atlanta where we’re all from.”

“I see. So, you must know the McKellen’s?”

“Ohhhh, yeah!” He chuckled.

“Aren’t their daughters adorable?”

“Mom isn’t so bad either. I keep your secret, you keep mine?”

“Agreed.” She blushed yet again. “Josie is stunning.”

“Josie is smoking hot. I mean so are Dakota and Sable but ... I’m a MILF man myself. Not flirting by the way.” He winked, “Well, maybe a little.” Kelly merely smiled as she awaited Mace to head for the door. He nodded gentlemanly for her to take the lead but realized his mistake, “The man takes the lead, I get it.” In response Rotten took the lead tugging at his full hands.

“Hey! HEEL!” Rotten stopped instantly making Mace look back at Kelly. She had changed positions and was now on her knees beside him. Shocked Mace suddenly didn’t know what to say. She refused to even look up at him.

Next door at the Hardecker home Knox came out to check the mail for his dad and noticed, “Daaamn! That dude has game.” Raising his voice Knox made his presence known, “Taming Momma Herbert! I’m digging it Bro.”

“Fuck off Dickhead.” Mace glared defensively.

“Gonna make me?”

“Sure! Rotten? DEFENSE!” The dog tugged hard at his leash barking like crazy. It was all Mace could do to hold the groceries in his hand. Knox paused in his yard advance and backed off.

“He bites me I’ll sue you and your slut aunt, then I’ll have him put down.”

“Is that before or after he rips your arms off and you have to sign papers with your toes?”

“Whatever! Watch your back Skinnydipper.”

“Always do Slimebag.” Knox relented and just went back inside his house. Birds raised if you know what was meant.

Hearing the arguing Travis returned from the house to see his mom on her knees beside Mace, then Rotten snarling at Knox. “What’s going on?”

“Your mom dropped a bag.” Mace now defended Kelly, “Pssst! Get up.” She did and resumed her normal self without blushing. “Hey Trav ... come get your mom’s bags she’s looking a little pale.”

“You okay, Mom?” Travis cautiously stepped closer as Rotten calmed down.

“I’m fine. Just ... clumsy.”

“Need me to carry you to bed?” Mace acted concerned then stuck his tongue out at Kelly while Travis grabbed her bags.

“That’s thoughtful of you. I’ll manage on my own. Thank you, Travis.” Her son claims every bag she had. Before he could step away Mace opted to make their day, “Oh! Travis ... my aunt has a date Saturday; I was going to ask if you and the McKellen twins wanted to come over and watch movies with me. That is if I can find a movie in her collection that isn’t romantic ... or porn.”

“You want ME to hang out with you?” Travis dropped his jaw, “With Sable?”

“And Dakota.” Kelly pepped up at Mace’s kind gesture of friendship toward her son.

“Let me think about it.” Travis turned away before he stood the chance of dropping his bags and hurried to the front door. As he faded away Kelly looked at Mace warmly, “Bless you Mace. He really does need friends. He’s always been ... difficult, since his father...”

“Divorced?”

“Deceased.”

“Ah hell! Sorry to hear that. You don’t have to go into detail. Why did you heel when it was meant for Rotten?”

“It is my ... conditioning.”

“Yeah, but shouldn’t it be just toward that Dom guy?”

“All men must be honored with respect.”

“Riiiiight! You ever bow before that Knox guy; I’ll kick your hot ass.”

“Let’s hope he doesn’t ever understand this effect it has on me.”

“Damn! Take a couple bags my arms are tired trying to hold them and Rotten.” He passes a couple to her. “Now you can have Dom over again Saturday.”

“He works every Saturday.”

“Ah! He a WWE wrestler?”

“No! Male stripper and a personal trainer.”

“No shit!”

“Did you happen to notice how ... large he was?”

“Ummm! I was looking at you more.” She carefully showed him with her fingers a foot in length between two magnetic poles. “He has a foot long?”

“Very close, eleven inches! Why do you think I scream so loud?”

“Hey!” He winks and nods toward his tented sweats. “9.5!” In response she watches as he turns his back to the possibility of Travis or Knox seeing him and pulls the front of his sweats out for her to slyly examine his cock. Impressed she merely grinned as Mace decided enough was enough. “You better get inside. I see ice cream in that bag.”

“Thank you. Travis can get the rest. I’ll make sure he comes over to watch movies with you. He’s ... quite fond of Sable McKellen, nervous about it too.”

“I’ll make a man out of him for you.” Realizing how that sounded he chuckled, “You know what I mean. You ever need to talk, I’m all ears.”

“I’ll be fine. Thank you for your concern.”

“Right! Shit! I bet dinners here by now. Piper ordered up some Chinese food.” He stepped away, “Tell Trav to bring some DVD’s. Aunt Piper still hasn’t got cable hooked up.”

She waved goodbye and went inside. Travis would be full of questions. Kelly Herbert would certainly remember Mace’s big dick. She was wet as hell.

Ten minutes prior to Mace’s walk, Henry McKellen had forced his drinking aside and dinner was on the table. A simple enough meal of grilled cheese and French fries. Heading upstairs to let the girls know dinner was ready he paused at their sealed doors to listen for further moaning. Having known both girls were masturbating heavily he felt guilty even peeking in again. This time he knocked. “Kota? Dinners on the table.”

“Coming!” He heard and almost chuckled saying, “Still?” under his breath. Moving to Sable’s door it opened unexpectedly as he raised his hand to knock.

“I almost knockered on your ... knocked on your ... forehead.” His eyes dropped to his daughter’s chest. She was wearing that camisole blouse she had borrowed from her mother. With 34B’s of her own just like Josie there was plenty of tender dances with no bra beneath. Down below she was wearing white shorts that he just knew by the creases that no panties were being worn either.

“Don’t beat me daddy.” She giggled and hopped up as if trying to tap her own knuckles on his forehead. Those titties bounced quite lively in her silliness.

“Go eat! There’s grilled cheese and fries.”

“So much grease and fat. Ewww!”

“I used the air fryer on the fries.” He playfully raised his palm at her, “Get moving before I swat you on the behind.” She flared her eyes. Like her sister, the idea of being spanked seemed to be less embarrassing and more ... enjoyable. The girls however kept that to themselves.

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