Episode 287: TROJAN HORSE

10:20 AM!

“I need a break from cleaning. This Mister Mom crap is for the birds. I am NOT some maid service. Josie and the girls need to start pulling their weight around here.” For years Henry McKellen had voiced his opinion and the most he ever got out of it was the girls doing their own laundry and cleaning their bedrooms. Sable her private bathroom luckily!

With guests arriving tomorrow late in the day, Henry had to set aside his career and get things ironed out around home. He could definitely use some help he was out of his element and pampering a minor hangover. At least he was sober. He knew the second his brother Will arrived they would be draining bottles. Plenty of that still in his makeshift bar. “Besides! I need to drive without risking a DUI.” Unless he was weaving recklessly it was doubtful any of the worthless cops in the city would bother to pull him over. If anything, they were probably nipping a few back themselves.

“Fuck this!” He unplugged the vacuum cleaner and sat it out of the way. “Let’s go up and change and run downtown to Hardcore Hobbies. Jasmine and Burt said that 3D replica of my dick would be ready by the time they opened unless they called to save me the trip. No call and they’ve been open since 9:00, so it’s a safe bet that bad boy is boasting.” And in use! He would find that out later.

“That was pretty crazy what we did in their store while it was open. Anybody could have walked in on all of us. Hey! There’s a thought, I could have Kelly Herbert come help clean house. I mean it is only fair with us celebrating Trav’s birthday party along with our girls on Saturday. I’ll shoot her a text and see if she has time. If Dom is with her, I’m pretty sure that’s a no go.”

Heading upstairs to his bedroom he changed into more presentable clothing. A black polo shirt and white cargo pants seemed comfy. Not sloppy at least. Brushing his teeth real fast he added cologne and hopped into some tennis shoes without socks. Bad habit but fuck it! Wallet and keys in hand he hurried down the staircase and out to the garage. SUV fired up he hit the garage door opener and backed out slowly. Looking to his left he spotted his neighbor Darren Pope outdoors in the front yard. “What the hell?” He rolled his window down. “Did you guys get a dog?”

“Morning Neighbor! Naw! We got stuck babysitting Ballpark here while Lindsey’s aunt flew off to Aruba. Lucky us! He’s a good dog though. Sad thing is Lindsey is leaving town until Sunday too, so I’m stuck with the pup.”

“Ballpark, huh! Fits a wiener dog.” Yip! Yip! “I’m running a few quick errands. If you’re bored later drop out back and help me, put up some tents for the girl’s birthday party. There won’t be enough beds to go around with family coming in. Oh! Fair warning my parents are driving their RV up, so it’s going to hog the curb out front.”

“I always wanted me an RV, but Lindsey won’t justify the expense. Ah, well! She is the bread winner I can’t bitch. Which is why I’m walking the pooch. She finally went back to the Social Security office. Thank God! She was killing me being home so much. Thankfully a baby shower and a family get together in Memphis will keep her out of my toupee.”

“Good for the both of you. I guess I should bring up that window incident yesterday.”

“Don’t worry about it. After that stunt with the Russian that you sent my way, I have nothing to complain about.” He laughed. “Don’t take this wrong Henry, but your kids are getting too big for their clothes.”

“Turning out just like their mother. We broke down and told them we would stop getting after them for their exhibitionist shit. Hell, even Sable has gotten into it. Miss Shyster is barely turning red these days. Trust me Darren, it’s not easy living with those two ... three.” He chuckled. “As long as you’re not feeling bad over seeing too much, I won’t feel bad either. Just talk to me if it gets to you.”

“As long as Lindsey doesn’t see anything you’re good Buddy. So far she’s clueless.”

“Let’s just hope the weekend doesn’t get too crazy. The girls are having friends and dates over. If it gets too noisy you have my permission to crack a whip.”

“Even better! Lindsey is going to some auction house in Memphis while she’s over there for the weekend with her friend Myrtle. As if we have money to splurge. At least if things do get crazy, I’ll be the only one to witness it. That sounded pervy, didn’t it?”

“We all are! I’ll catch you later.” Waving at one another Darren caught a whiff and looked down to see Ballpark taking a shit. Small dog, big load! Baggy in hand he cleaned up the mess. Now he knew why they didn’t own pets.

“Looks like you’re cut out for the Major Leagues!” With nobody looking he tossed that baggy down a sewer hole along the curb. “Ha! Dropped the ball.”

Lazy bastard! He didn’t give a shit. Sack lunch for some critter!

Downtown in twenty minutes Henry parked on the street in front of Hardcore Hobbies and pumped change into the meter. Looking across the street he found a hot dog vender. No lunch it almost sounded good until he thought of Ballpark and then his 3D penis. He chuckled to himself and changed his mind.

Entering the store, he heard music playing and just knew Jazz was relaxing somewhere. Not behind the counter he looked to his right at the big screen TV on the far wall and went to the provided sofa. Expecting her to be stretched out he was wrong. The song on her stereo tapped into Spotify was playing Buckcherry’s tune Good Time. “Now why does it always seem like whatever song is playing it fits the situation like a glove.” Ironic as ever! “Jazz must be in back. Office maybe!”

He took a stroll to the adult section and found his target. Jasmine Stinwicky was humming to the song and neatening up shelves. Wearing black yoga pants so tight there was zero imagination to be considered. The material sank deep into every nook and fanny it was exposed to. Her ass crack was second skin and sheer when she bent over, cameltoe winking directly at Henry. “Jesus! That woman is built. Burt’s a lucky man.” The Burt part he spoke out loud. Hearing him Jazz spread her feet wider and peered between her legs at him.

“Morning Henry! I was hoping you might show up before business started realizing we were here.”

“Does this place ever get busy?”

“Mostly with secret admirers wanting to watch me do yoga.” She laughed and stood erect. “I was just tidying things up. You would not believe how this section gets abused.” Wink! Wink! It was the area she had her personal fleshlight clones up for sale. Joining her to peruse the section he shook his head. “That happens a lot right where you’re standing. Only with this head.” She reached in and pinched his brewing erection. “Hell, I find packages sticky sometimes. One was torn open exposing my vulva and obviously used. I love being abused but come on, take a lady home for Christ’s sake. After you pay for a good time.”

“I bet! How did my 3D cast come out?”

“Just as messy.” She laughed. “Did you see it out by the sofa?”

“I guess I missed that.” He laughed. “Let me guess you gave me a trial run.”

“Does that offend you?”

“You know it doesn’t.” He said fuck it and kissed Jazz on the spot. “Real thing is better.”

“How well, I remember.” She fanned her face. “No sidekick Kelly today?”

“Not yet at least. Which reminds me... “ He took his cellphone out and pulled up her number. Texting her with Jazz placing her chin on his shoulder Henry wrote, “Busy here in an hour? I could use a little help cleaning house while I put up tents.” From her own sofa where she napped to make up for a very long night Kelly Herbert read her text expecting it to be Dominic Black. A reply back of, “I will beg my master to let me help you. He is coming over soon.” To which Henry added, “Tell Dom I could use his help too. LOL! Four tents going up after Mace mows the yard.”

“I will show him your text Sir. Fingers crossed!”

“Okay! See you soon.” Done! He palmed Jazz on her left cheek. “Now where were we? Oh, yeah! If you can use my toy, I can use yours.” Taking one of her fleshlights off of the shelf he ripped the wrapper open and pulled the device out. It was not the one already used by some slick willy.

“Mmm! You could have the real thing, why waste a sale?”

“Because I don’t have the time to fuck the holy hell out of you. This is a quickie! Something I’m incorporating into my RPG Frisque.”

“You design that game?” She seemed shocked. “I worship that game. I even play it here in the store when I’m alone.”

“Big Screen?”

“Of course! I tie it in with my laptop. Burt does it too.”

“Nice!” He was impressed! “I’m glad someone likes the blood, sweat, tears, and semen I toss into my work. Why don’t you go set it up while I tinker here a bit. I’ll buy your twat here after I’m done using you.”

“Mmm! I love how you think. Even more now that I know how creative you are. Hurry up, I’m really horny.” She scurried away to her front counter and set up Frisque. Within her thoughts Jazz was really liking Henry more and more. Bringing the game up on her big screen TV it looked incredible to see full size bodies although AI generated in action. Just the beginning of it showing a synopsis had her wet as hell. “I think he’s added new characters since the last time I watched this. Emma is scrumptious!” Piper Cherry’s fabricated character in the game. It looked exactly like her in every detail. “Hmm? Twin daughter’s Bunny and Montana. Mark is such a cad. Wait a minute? Oh, crap! How could I not see it before now. The character Mark is Henry. Oh, I am going to get even more addicted to this game.” Nonstop thrills!

In the back Henry dismantled the fleshlight and held only the mineral based polymer of the molded pussy it was made from, namely Jasmine’s. “Let’s see here.” Looking around the other sex supplies he found a ball gag which he also tore open and fashioned it with the polymer twat. Poking holes in the side he connected the two items. “Work of art!” Collecting his garbage, he took it up front and placed it behind her counter.

Finding Jazz sitting on the sofa he moved behind it to see her fixated-on Mark and Emma going at it on a sofa in Mark’s home. It did look pretty awesome on a wide screen. Ignoring the fact that her front door was still open for business Jasmine was devoted to not only Frisque but using Henry’s 3D cast. Her yoga pants lowered to her knees she was fucking herself with Henry’s clone. Her imagination soaring, she recalled using Mace Belmont’s clone not long ago. Henry was big but that boy was hung! She enjoyed both equally.

Her head leaning back Henry caught her off guard and brought his invention over her face and fitted the polymer vagina directly over Jasmine’s moaning mouth. The gag’s elastic strap hugged her reddish-brown hair as she went cross-eyed over her own cunt. Muffled by it Henry reached around her and tucked the interior in between her lips. “I wuv yo styl Henwey!” She giggled.

“If you become a sloppy bitch, I might add you in as a character in my game. I seem to be doing that a lot here lately. The blonde there is my neighbor Piper. The twins you had on screen earlier as I stepped out are, dare I admit this, my twin daughters.”

“Insesh is besh!” She laughed! His cloned dildo was being shoved all the way up her drooling cunt. “Fuck may!” Moving around the sofa Henry unbuckled his cargo shorts and pulled out Junior the original and lured her to lean toward him. Lining his crown up to her polymer twat he slipped past the folds and went right for her throat. This was so incredibly hot. He held her head face-fucking her into a gurgling mess. All while she fucked herself with his beast! BEaST of both worlds! Two Henry’s for the price of one. GAK! GUK! GAWK! GEK! SLOSH! SLUSH! SWISH! Henry was feeling mighty good.

Only one problem, his back was to the TV. A quick fix he grabbed Jasmine by her hair and hauled her from the couch to the coffee table. Sitting her on it he pulled free of her mouthpiece long enough to twirl her around on the surface to face the TV then lay her back. Bending at the knees he reintroduced his penis to her mouth and hammered her esophagus. Coaxing her legs up he assumed control over his 3D Swellin’ McKellen. While she held her legs, he not only fucked her throat, but he fucked her squirting vulva with a vicious intent.

A two-handed grip over Junior he slammed the toy so deep inside her that she was screaming with her mouth full. He destroyed Jasmine while watching Mark destroy Emma. Again, BEaST of both worlds! Nearing climax he added a new inspiration. Three fingers up her anus. The addition drove her over the edge to the point she could barely hold her legs aloft.

Three minutes of sincere destruction Henry McKellen unloaded down her polymer vagina. Her orgasms doubling up she drowned her shirt in her own juices. For once she forgot to bring a second set of clothing. No big deal, it would dry at some point. Spilled drinks were easy enough to use as an excuse if asked. Of course, the adult section of the store did sell t-shirts designed by Crown Prints down the street, better yet down an alley. Everyone promoted one another to drum up business. Friendly competitions!