Episode 268: MOMMA’S TOY

Just as predicted by 10:45 PM Kelly headed back downstairs planning on putting her son’s laundry in the dryer for another ten minutes. Peering out over Piper Cherry’s swimming pool fence through Trav’s French doors she saw the bombshell blonde’s upstairs office lit up. This was the first time she had seen it with lights on since the prior owners lived there. Piper rarely used her computer or her gym equipment. Now that all of her guests had gone home, she couldn’t sleep so decided to check out Henry McKellen’s RPG Frisque. A promise was a promise. Unwinding there would knock her out. Hopefully! If not, GoGojira would tear up TOkYo again. GoGo aka Mace Belmont’s cloned monster! The aftershock of using it always made Piper glad that she lived on Epicenter Court. Equally, Kelly could say the same of Mace thanking God for living on Quaking Limbs. Both streets with cars named Desire.

Hurrying downstairs Travis was yawning hard but wanted to check on his laundry. How he overlooked Piper up in her roost was his mistake. Tempted to break down and give Travis that birds and the bees talk Kelly froze up in speech. Was it really worth it? He wasn’t stupid. Well, not book smart stupid, but negligent in all other things. Instead, she found Trav’s yawning to her advantage. “Honey? Why don’t you grab your laundry from the dryer and head on up to bed. You look exhausted.” Save her the hassle!

“I kind of am!” He stood tall to stretch, his sweats tightening up over his still lingering hard on. He just couldn’t turn that thing off. It wasn’t even his mother at the moment. Not even Sable ... it was in picturing the description of Daphne Dillman that aroused him. Before heading upstairs with his folded laundry, thanks to a quick assist by mommy, he halted just long enough to kiss his mother on the cheek and tell her he loved her. Devious cleavage shot down her camisole he clenched his teeth. “Why do I do that shit? Fuck mom smells good. I bet that fucker Dominic is coming back over later or she wouldn’t be all sexied up. Wait! No, if he was, she would be naked.” Was sexied even a word? LOL! Her perfume did not help his erection in the least.

Closing his bedroom door Travis put his clothes away then turned out his bedroom light. He wanted a bit of peace and quiet. Going out onto his balcony he manned his telescope and zoomed in on Sable’s bedroom window. Snooze you lose! Piper was back downstairs now. It was then that Sable sent a text reply back from earlier. He laughed over her denying him her asshole. He wasn’t ready for that himself. Anal was taboo in his mind. Pinky in her butthole sure, but fucking it? NOPE!

“I can see you undressing for bed.” He texted her. Pausing in her window to peer out over the yards Sable McKellen grinned and bent over in the window and pried her ass cheeks wide to show him her butt pucker. A second later she fired a text back saying, “Close as you get to that, Buddy. You can lick it some more though. LOL!”

“I think your mom just got home.” Josie had gone back over to Piper’s briefly. “Late night, I guess.” Travis totally missed the orgy and Piper’s naked cardio while on the phone. Between detention and all the hookups both women were worn out.

“Who knows! Sluts! LOL!”

“Got that right.” He chuckled but didn’t text those words back. Unknown to him a certain Knox Hardecker and his buddy Bryan were watching Sable’s antics through her bedroom window as well. Binoculars and telescopes! Birds eye view from the side.

Bryan whistled at Sable while seeing her pry her ass cheeks wide told Knox. “I’d fuck that ass in a heartbeat.”

“Me first.” Knox grinned. “Soon!” Ego! Sable was oblivious to the boys in the darkness. All three of them.

“I’m going to bed. Night, Josh!” Sable giggled.

“Josh? Who’s Josh?” Trav narrowed his eyes.

“I was teasing you. I need a massage.” Just had one by her neighbor Josh Ramsey. Oh, Sable was evil. Dirty little secrets! “Night, Cutie!” Lights out! With Josie in bed finally it was time for Sable to set her sister’s plan into motion.

“Night Chandra...” He wrote laughing then erased Chandra in favor of, “ ... Gorgeous!” They both were! Travis could barely keep his eyes open. Fuck the insanity around him. Hearing Knox next door talking about McKellen pussy he concluded Knox had seen Sable too, but there was nothing he could do about it. At least she was safely at home. Goodnight cruel world. Tomorrow was another day.

Lying in bed Kelly couldn’t sleep knowing that Knox Hardecker was ready to strike. 11:47 on her digital alarm clock she just knew the second she nodded off that Knox would text her. She was excited to see what he might insist she do, thinking he was actually scaring her into compliance. She could easily stop letting him control her and tell Dominic, in her soul she believed he would forgive her ignorance, even if it meant punishing her in some fashion.

The question in her mind was would his punishment be any worse than what she was doing by letting Knox think he had her on a leash? The things Knox, even Mace Belmont were making her do far exceeded even what Dom was doing. Dominic tended to keep her isolated even with his standing order that all men be teased, inevitably desiring her. Those that admitted and requested sexual favors she was to comply without hesitation. Yet, how could she ever achieve that goal if she remained in her home? Perplexing indeed! It required creative thinking to accomplish her personal desires. Outside the box and the box springs!

Touching herself thinking of Mace Belmont and the two separate bondage rides in his truck, she grew lost in his visions. Her thoughts remained hopeful that he would keep up the momentum that literally drove her wild. Sadly, even Knox, although a complete asshole had given her what she was sorely missing. At this point she would keep following the orders of both boys until it became impossible. Her heart was with Dominic, divided by Henry McKellen, a man she knew was only temporary in the long run. Henry being married it was impossible to be with her more than once a week, if that. Dom himself had been spending more and more time here, but of late slowed up his rough attitude. She prayed he wasn’t changing too drastically. She needed put in her place as often as possible. Kelly was in a pickle by choice. That pickle jar at the moment was empty outside of her occupation until the hand reached in to pluck her out. She was kosher with that.

“PING!” There it was 11:59. Knox was impatient. Sighing at rubbing her wetness she rolled to claim her cell and answer him. “I am yours, Sir.” Slyly lifting up to peer out her bedroom window without their notice she saw both Knox and Bryan excited over her text. Smiling, she prepared to get out of bed when Knox asked, “The freak in bed?” Smirking she said, “I am!” but text him back with, “Let me be certain.”

“WAIT!” He caught her at her bedroom door. “Give me 10 minutes to climb up on his balcony. Go into his room, turn your cell volume onto silent mode, brightness down. OBEY!”

“Oh, lord! What is he up to now?” She rolled her eyes but still typed, “Yes, Sir.” Moving from her room and down the hall to Trav’s bedroom, she quietly opened his bedroom door. Thankfully, it wasn’t locked after he got up earlier to use the bathroom. Peeking in she heard him snoring and tiptoed in leaving the door open for potentially a swift escape should he wake up. Easing to the balcony’s French door she unlocked it and carefully slid it open. Stepping out into the warm night air she closed it back up and awaited Knox and Bryan.

Hearing whispers and the sounds of a metal ladder she gnashed her teeth praying they wouldn’t get so loud that Trav might overhear it. A few more rattles the ladder was hoisted up against the Hardecker side of the balcony. Climbing up first Knox jumped at seeing Kelly greeting him like a ghost. “Bitch don’t do that!” What? She thought. “Push the ladder over and watch you go splat?” So, tempted! It was not in her spirit to be cruel, however.

“Forgive me, Sir.”

She stepped back, moving Trav’s telescope out of the way, so it didn’t get knocked over. Following Knox, Bryan climbed over and dropped his jaw at the beauty before him. She heard him huff, “Fuck!” Compliment indeed!

At Hardecker’s whisper of, “On your knees.” she lowered in wait as both boys unzipped their pants and pulled their dicks free. Bryan surprised her at a nice, reinvigorated erection. It was not as long as Mace Belmont nor hardly as thick. Knox worthy at seven still lured her in. Reaching for them she jerked both shafts off, spitting on them for lubrication. Moments of soft moans later the boys agreed to join forces and encourage her to open her jaws wider and take both of their thick heads into her mouth at one time. She absolutely loved that. Both nutting on her tongue at once was when the grimaces spooked Bryan. He pulled free rather than wear Hardecker’s cum on his own dick. She licked him free of that possibility which settled his nerves.

Pulling Kelly up by her hair Knox bent her over the rail facing Piper’s house and took her from behind. Bryan recorded his behind-the-scenes fun while glancing in at Travis sleeping. A soft nightlight’s glow from an outlet was just enough to see him stir if he was waking up. In a mad moment Knox reversed things and yanked her body into a short distance walk to face the French doors. Pressing her hefty chest against the glass she watched her son sleeping none the aware. Bryan’s mind was blown. Soft screeching of sweaty flesh sticking to the glass was heard but being on the outside it was less audible within the bedroom. Another few minutes Knox nutted again and pulled free of her messy cunt.

“Cunt is all yours, man.” He tapped out. Fortunate for Bryan he was smart enough to wear a condom he kept in his wallet. It was the only one he had so his negligence earlier when Svetty mounted him unexpectedly saved him. Putting it on he took his turn on her. At least his mumbles were complimenting her body, her hair, everything about the MILF. Kelly came hard on his embedded beast. It was then that Knox realized he hadn’t even made her cum. “What the hell? Stupid cunt!” Under his breath at least. Four heavy breathing minutes later Bryan Mooney shot his load. Even wearing a condom, she felt the surge of his launch. Thanking him she patted his cheek as he lay his chin upon her shoulder. “Enough cuddling! She has things to do.”

“Right! Your hair smells awesome, Mrs. Herbert.” Bryan was such a good user. With the Harvester-Kent Husky backing away and letting Knox move in, he observed his buddy grab her by the back of the neck and share his devious plan.

“Night’s young, Mommy. Time to see just how much you worry about the damage I can cause your sorry ass.” He was baaaack! Fuck the mood swings earlier!

“What do you mean?” She hissed with a hint of stress. She loved challenges. Was he going to fuck her on the bedroom floor like Dominic did, right in front of Travis and Sable? How thrilling!

“We’re all going inside and you’re going to lay in bed with Perbert. Masturbate while he’s sleeping next to you. Don’t you dare tell me no.” She held her heartbeat for two seconds then nodded that she could do it.

“We’ll move into the outer hallway to watch. If he wakes up, you make him watch you cum. Is that understood?”

“Yes.” She again held her breath then eased the door open enough for each of them to enter in silence. Door closed to avoid drafts the boys tiptoed to the outer hall and ducked low to view her. Nervously, Kelly crawled into the queen size bed and stretched out. Closing her eyes to this harsh reality she got busy. Both hands in use she rubbed her clit with her left hand, fingered herself with her right. Knox chose a bold move and stood up walking back into Trav’s room to face the foot of his bed and record Kelly. Eyes opening to see him, she swiftly searched her son for any reaction of awareness. Bryan in the hall was terrified that this was going to go really bad. Maybe!

While recording them Travis decided to get restless and kicked his covers off. Shocked to find Perbert sleeping in the nude, Knox nearly laughed then realized that with a nickname like Perbert it really wasn’t that surprising. Kelly eyed her son lying on his back, an erection still present. She just knew Knox had even darker ambitions now. Sure enough, Knox made a hand job motion and she pouted toward him. A strict point at his cell she found his camera off and the word DOMINIC on his speed dial. All it would take is one push of the call button. She knew Dom was at Cashanova at this hour and was likely not even near his cell but played it off as stressed over Hardecker’s threat. She could do this.