Episode 32: PrOMises PrOMiseS

Tuesday evening 5:45 PM...

After letting the McKellen twins take turns driving her home Piper Cherry had the eldest Dakota park on the curb in front of their own home. Once the two cutie pies got out Piper resumed her position behind her steering wheel and backed up toward her driveway ... her thoughts could now be solely on her own day’s events ... for a few minutes longer that is.

“Jesus Christ! I can’t believe I let those numbskulls strip me naked in Detention. Now I’m going to want to do it all the time. Why did I let them all beat off, hell, I even broke down to give each of them an extremely short handjob. Stupid but I have to say it was fun. No denying that. A few of them nutting on me wasn’t planned but hey, what do I expect letting them jerk off in front of me. Fuck that shit made me crazy horny and now I’m stuck with cheerleaders and can’t get myself off until later tonight. Yeah, detention went pretty well considering they could have gang raped me but didn’t. Knowing it can be done safely upstairs in a controlled environment that might not be all that bad. We’ll have to see how trustworthy they all are. I guess I’ll know here in a bit if any of the cheerleaders bring it up or act differently toward me.” Piper mused as she just backed her Ford Edge up into her driveway next to her nephew Mace’s big truck.

Spotting her nephew Mace washing his Dodge Ram pickup truck in her driveway she honked to warn him of her readiness to pull backwards and park inside her garage. The door triggered while still on the street gave him a double hint to get out of the way. “Mace is going to be a pain around all the girls I just know it. Belly’s growling, I wonder if I have any more KFC?”

Squirting her windshield on purpose she merely rolled her eyes at Mace. Bad enough she was still wet as hell from all those jocks pawing her up, Mace just had to double down. Once inside the garage she was met by her dog Rotten dancing about excitably by his master’s arrival. Why he was running loose bothered her. At least he didn’t take off. Shutting off her engine she sat there briefly wiggling her toes. “Damn! I can still feel Antoine and Toby sucking my toes. That is going to be a habit I just know it. With how that freezes every muscle in my body and makes my brain go fuzzy I just know they’re going to at some point just fuck me whether I give them permission or not. I really do need to hold out on that as long as I can. I know torturing them will drive them ... even me crazy but if I submit too soon it’s going to be an everyday occurrence. Josie has to be in the same boat.”

Opening her door wide Rotten just tried to climb into her lap. “Hey! I already gave lap dances to Roger today without you giving me one. Wet paws even worse. Get down ... down ... down. Damn! I wish Roger would talk to me like that.” Chuckling she pushed her pup away and stepped out to brush her dress off, her flesh still sticky from cum the silk stuck to her in areas. Heels clattering on concrete she stepped out to confront Mace scrubbing his chrome wheels with a brush. “You can do me next.” She paused at her request, “Mine next! SUV! Dammit!”

“Have your cheerleaders do it. That way I can just stand back and get them wet.” He points the hose threateningly but doesn’t spray her. “How’d today go? Feet tired?”

“Um? Not so bad today.” She chuckled, “Had a nice ... massage.”

“Oh yeah? Head to toe?”

“None of your bees whacks, Buzz Tightrear.” She smirked, “Yes!”

“Seriously?”

“Don’t judge me.” She said as Rotten wanted her attention, “You! Don’t nudge me.” She ended up kneeling to pet and hug the needy dog. Mace looked right up her skirt to see bare pussy. Feeling evil he shot the hose right between her legs making her yelp and nearly fall backwards. The cold water on her pussy made her shiver. “HEY! I’m wet enough without your help. Stop looking up my skirt all the time.” She pushes Rotten aside, “That goes for you too. Quench your thirst elsewhere.” She realized that was a dead giveaway that her pup had licked her pussy a few times now. Hopeful that mistake went right over her nephew’s head.

“You keep showing it off what do you expect?” Guess not! Unless Mace meant himself.

“Not intentionally, I just forget sometimes.”

“Surrrrrrrrrrrrrrrre! You know I’m good seeing you naked, I don’t know why you have to be so Miss Innocent.”

“We’ve been through this ... NEPHEW!! You are family so that makes certain things taboo.”

“Whatever! You sat on my lap grinding the other night before you sent me for chicken. How is that not taboo?”

“I was tipsy, and you pissed me off, so I got you worked up then made you deal with it. Just ... stop bringing shit up Mace. I need to go take a real shower before the Swallowers get here.” She stands up and turns away but paused one last time, “By the way ... why is Rotten running around with a leash on? If he runs off or worse, I’ll beat your ass.”

“He won’t. I’ve got him trained too well. Check this out...” Mace whistles to get the dog’s attention, “Mail.” He points at her box along the curb. Rotten darts out to it and stops sitting down to look both ways as if to cross the street. He then stands up looking back at Piper before hiking his leg and taking a piss on the mailbox pole.

“Oh, that’s lovely. You trained him to pee on my mailbox.”

“Not to pee on it but to use it as a marker not to go any further. So far, he’s listened every time.”

“What if I want him to go further?” Piper points at Mace and whistles to Rotten, “MALE!” The dog runs over to Mace and hikes his leg making him jump out of the way before being pissed on.

“WHAT THE HELL!! I never trained you to do that.”

Piper busted up, “It was worth a shot ... he just missed his target. Good boy Puppy. Let’s go inside I’ll get you a Milkbone for being so smart.” As the dog pranced toward her Mace shot the pooch with the hose. Then Piper in the ass.

“UGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHH! Go back to Atlanta!”

She squealed and ran for the garage door then into the house to escape him.

“She didn’t mean that.”

Across town at the family townhouse of cheerleader Robin Banks, her boyfriend Angus Furlong stretched out on her bed. Watching her as she got dressed from enjoying her own shower, he seemed lost in thought. Putting on her cheerleader outfit freshly washed she hopped up on her mattress standing with one leg to each side of his. No panties on he could see a very inviting cunt looking down at him.

“What’s wrong with you? You look a million miles away.”

“Just thinking about the game this Friday.” That, and Piper Cherry naked on her desk in Detention, the beat off brigade, and the whole Travis Herbert debacle. The nerd deserved it. Didn’t he? Maybe his mood swings had to do with Dakota McKellen. Under an hour ago he had asked her out again, but she was still resisting due to Robin. There was also seeing Kelly Herbert’s fine ass hanging out of severely ripped jeans at Horton-Dexter when she came to pick up her son Travis. That bitch was supernova hot. Hell, she could nearly rival Piper.

“Shit! We didn’t warn Piper there was a game so soon, just cheer practice. She’s going to blow a gasket.”

“Or my dick in Detention.” He told himself listening but not reacting with stress. “Better let her in on that.”

“Why didn’t you? You had detention with her after school. How did that go?”

“She’s a riot. Talked a lot. Too much going down it never came up.” He chuckled to himself, his erection being one of those things coming up. “Just like my hips when I get the opportunity to tap the Counsellor.” His thoughts were vivid.

“No ... you’re thinking about Dakota McKellen and her opened blouse.” Robin frowned with a sneer.

“Naaaa! That was when you were in the shower.” He joked, but it wasn’t a lie.

“HaHa! You know I’m okay with that right? I don’t mind sharing you.”

“What?”

“We both fuck other people; we just know where our hearts are. I wasn’t born five minutes ago asshole.” She flopped down on his lap and sat there grinding over his dick, palms on his chest. “It’s not like I don’t know about you and Tina. We are best friends. She and I just made a pact not to tell you unless I brought it up. Which I am right now.”

“You know I’m fucking Tina?”

“And half the girls in school. Do you really think I’m faithful to you? Again, you and I made a pact of our own so don’t play dumb.”

“Wow! Seriously? You’re seeing other guys?”

“I’m a slut Angus ... come on lunkhead stop acting all innocent. Don’t make this weird.”

“I know, I know! Can’t a guy tease his girl? Are we going to keep this pact up forever”

“Sure! As long as you’re cool with me doing other guys forever.”

“Like whom?”

“Mostly guys from Marietta.” She razzed him leaning in closer to lick his nose playfully. “And Marquette, Lafayette, Harvester-Kent, Wellington, the freedom those schools have is hard to resist. If I could switch schools I would, but with only six months until graduation there’s no point. Once I’m out of school I’ll just drop by the schools to say thigh ... hi!” She laughed.

“Our rivals? You bitch.”

“Always was Furdong!” She hops over his erection smirking, “So, you want McKellen?”

“Yeah, I do. She’s a pet project.”

“I’ll help you get her.”

“You must be reading my mind. I was thinking earlier today I could maybe sucker you into something like helping me and make it look like you’re good with it. I really didn’t think you would though and really want to break up with me.”

“I’ll admit I was jealous for a hot minute that day we first met Piper. I lost it and nearly hurt the wrong sister. I do feel bad over that. Listen champ, you know I’d do anything for you so if you really want Dakota then you should go for it. You just remember one thing though; you’re stuck with this witch Furlonger. Put a ring on me someday or I’ll cut your pecker off.”

“So, you would help lure Dakota into fucking me? She’s still a virgin I know that much.”

“I’ll work on it. I’m going to Counsellor Cherry’s for cheerleading practice at 6:30. Cherry lives right next door to your chippy. With her sister Sable being thrown at the squad by Piper I’m sure Dakota will show up too.”

“I heard.” After what he and his fellow detainees had done to Piper and got away with it, he was still high on her, without thinking about Dakota. Not only that but his sights were also set on Dakota’s mom Josie. “Maybe I should tag ... along.”

“Not if you want me to work my magic. I’ll make it look like you broke up with me. Tina and the girls will back me up. I’ll be emotional but explain to Dakota I’m not mad at her for your liking her. Trust me honey I got this. Why? Because I really do love you. Even if we are both sluts.”

“Fucking awesome! Maybe I will marry you someday. What do you think? Robin Furlong?”

“Not Furlong!” She laughed, “Get it Not for long?” He rolled his eyes at her mocking him, “Promises, promises! I better get ready. Just steer clear of our practice, I’ll text you later tonight and tell you how it went.”

“One more thing?”

“What now?”

“We need a threesome.”

“No problem. I eat that bitch Tina every week anyway.”

“No way!”

“Stop acting shocked. Thirty minutes to get there and I’m relying on mom’s GPS. I’ll talk to Tina.”

“Dakota’s the priority.”

“On it Stud.” She climbed off and put on her socks and tennis shoes then jumped at him for a steamy ten second kiss. The cheerleader definitely cheered him up. As she led him out of her home to get into her mom’s car, she made an offer. “I’ll drop you at home.” Angus only lived two blocks away it was a simple drop and wave goodbye. Waiting until she turned the corner, he had his cell active.

“I’m so following her.”

A text to his buddies Toby and Antoine the drive by was set in motion.

“I can’t do this.” Sable paced her bedroom knowing the clock was running out. Wanting to be a cheerleader for years she never had the chance until now. Nerves were getting the best of her in more ways than one. In her heart she knew she just wasn’t one of the girls, no matter if cheerleader Tawny Martin, yes, another Martin, all related, was trying to be her friend when others seemed cruel and manipulative. She wasn’t even 100% sure Tawny was on the up and up. To make matters worse she had accidently shared cell photos of both Mace Belmont’s big cock which he sent as a joke, and Travis Herbert’s much smaller penis pic, which was texted over to her, he was such a pervert. She just knew that Mace at least might learn about her mistake and feel as if she betrayed his trust.

Travis on the other hand was still reeling after his humiliation at school today, girls seeing his penis anyway and teasing him in awful mean ways. She felt bad for him but at the same time laughed along with the crowd during a trash can incident. “He must hate me so much after that. Why did I laugh at him?” She wanted to bawl her eyes out. “I promise you Travis I’ll never laugh at you again.” Sure, she would.

She tried to text him then shied away from sending it. The problem seemed to be the fact that she knew deep down that she was just as much the butt of their cruel joke. She tried to help him but ended up looking as if she was pawing him up instead. Only with Piper and Coach Roman Crandell coming to their rescue saved the day. She just needed a few minutes to be alone. Looking out her bedroom window with the off chance that Travis was looking at her through his telescope she found nothing. Even his drapes were closed, for once. Maybe he needed time alone too.

“What a day.” Piper cleansed her demons away beneath a steaming hot shower, hands in her hair and rejoicing in its cascade. “Poor kids! Detention might have taken my mind off of that bullshit with Travis and Sable, but it all comes flooding back. Trav must be devastated, Sable trying to help only succeeded in making her own life hell too. I’m going to have to deal out some serious damage control here soon. Find out who was really behind Trav’s being tied up in the gym naked for all to see. Now if that was me, I’d be saying come and get it boys.” She laughed at herself then just as quickly puffed her cheeks and apologized to Travis and Sable as if they could hear her, “Sorry guys, bad timing.” Her soul was shining through.

“Let’s think positive for now. Cheerleading practice should be a blast as long as Mace doesn’t make a fool of himself. Who am I kidding of course he will. I should make him stay in the house, but I know he won’t. Hell, just getting him to wear anything but sweatpants is going to be hard enough. Once he sees hot girls his pecker’s going to be turning heads. No way is Punkzilla going to ... shit! Now I’m naming it like my toy Bodzilla. Stop it, Piper! Ugggggh! Now I’ll never be able to use Bodzilla without thinking Punkzilla. I’m so screwed. Not in a good way either. Darn and I was going to take Bodzilla to use in detention.” She had promised to bring a toy to use while the detainees jerked off again. That could be another week though, she thought. Not every day could go her way. Could it?

“Change topics while you can Pipes.” She huffed soaping her luffa and pledging it over her body in warm caresses. “Saturday night should be fun. At least I’ll get some unless Roger puts me off just to drive me insane. It’s been a while since I’ve been out on a boat on the water. While it’s no yacht like my dad has it’s well ... Roger’s home. Cheap living, I guess. Who lives on a houseboat anyways? Sonny Cockett?” She made fun of Sonny Crockett from the old Miami Vice TV show. “God, I hope he doesn’t have a pet alligator. Unless they’re boots those are sexy. Now I’m dressing him instead of undressing him. Boy oh boy! I wonder if I should take along a nice evening dress in case, he takes me out after time on the river? Surely, he has more sympathy on me than making me a river rat. Wait! He mentioned his brother owned a restaurant nightclub called River Rats. What a cowinkydick!” She chuckles to herself going all Jimmy Cagney, “YOU DIRTY RAT!” She loved the classics.

Finishing her cleanse Piper shuts the water off and steps out to dry off. Bright blue towel to the rescue she foregoes tying it on and parades right out of her bathroom in all of her succulent glory. Only Rotten laying on his corner bed lifted his head to admire her.

“No peeping tomcats today for you to chase, so you just lay that head down and sleep it off. Dream of a poodle or something.” He did just that dropping his head on his front paws. “I forgot your Milkbone, didn’t I?” He didn’t care he was already snoring. Quietly she added, “I’ll give you two later.” It was really nice having her baby back with her.

Going to her closet she looked for something appropriate to wear. Spotting her old Atlanta Falcons cheerleading uniform, she was tempted to show it off to the girls. “Better not. They don’t need to connect any dots tracing me back to Davon. That might ruin their impression of me. Sooner or later, it’s going to come out and spread like wildfire but there’s no reason to throw gas on that fire too early. Ooo! My Tennessee Titan’s t-shirt. There we go that’s perfect.” Taking it from its hanger she slipped it on over her head. “Better at least put panties on. The girls ... probably aren’t wearing any either. Fuck it!”

“I can only imagine the slut storm tomorrow when Carl officially lifts the dress code. Could be fun, could be a disaster. I’ll just make it fun.” She knew herself too well. Grabbing her hair brush she tiptoed from her bedroom so as not to wake the baby and went to the kitchen, “Time to feed my flat sexy belly. I need to get back on my cardio routine here soon. Go jogging maybe. I wonder if Josie runs.” She rubbed her tummy her hand up under her t-shirt, her abdomen down revealed should anyone see her. Taking a look inside her fridge for the bucket of KFC only to find one lone thigh amongst tossed in bones, she frowned. “That little bastard. He’s eating me out ... of house and home.” Taking the thigh, she indulged and once devoured thanked Mace in her mind, “At least he saved me from gaining three pounds. Another excuse to get back on my fitness schedule. That, or even more fun join that gym Jesse suggested. What was it called? Lift KITty’s? Sounds more like a hillbilly strip club than a fitness center. Might be worth checking out when I get some free time. We shall see. Better Crest up my pearls before the girls get here.”

A few more brushes through her hair in the kitchen leaning on her island she spotted the Milkbone box and plucked out two. “Maybe I should just eat one and skip brushing. Naaaa!” Tiptoeing back into her bedroom she silently knelt down in front of Rotten in his dreaming of poodles and placed them there for him to wake up to. “Tooth Fairy!” She told herself and crept into her bathroom to brush her teeth. Chicken was the devil.

“You even sleep through running water.” She snickered at her pup in passing. Heading outside she found Mace waxing his truck. “At least his running water days look over. If he shoots me and the girls, I’m going to come ... unglued.”

As if predicting her stepping out to greet them two cars pull up in front of her house and honk. Within two vehicles were ten cheerleaders all in uniform. Giddy at seeing Piper they all vacated the cars in a squealing race across the yard. Mace had to stop waxing the trim of his truck and huff with awe. “Holy shit!” Boner time!

“Hey! The clown cars just dropped off their honkers.” Piper laughed as three cheerleaders swarmed her for a warm welcoming hug, more incoming until she was barely seen outside of her head and arms over them in shock. “Awww! Just don’t crowd surf me. Not wearing panties.” She laughed. Aware of her gym surfing the girls had to laugh, they however kept quiet in case Mace didn’t know of his aunt’s craziness. Strangely Piper’s intuition was right on the button.

“Who does?” Robin laughed and turned to moon her, as if a wave each girl joined in laughing hysterically each repeating their pep squad leader’s lunarcy. Mace seeing ten bare bottoms immediately went into erection rage mode in his sweatpants. Piper looking over at Mace points at him with a sneer.

“Keep it on that side of the Ram Tough logo Buddy.”

“Who’s that?” Although having seen his picture on Sable McKellen’s phone a number of girls grew curious as they realized the studly young man was present. Waving at him like a fleet of butterflies Mace felt like a Monarch. His crown was showing its colors.

“That’s my pool boy. Don’t encourage him or the only pool you’ll see is drool.”

“I’M MACE. PIPER’S NEPHEW.”

“We know.” Tina called out then giggled using her fingers as a measuring tool, “LONG STORY.” Referring to the picture of his penis they had seen on Sable’s cell. The chuckles were contagious. Tawny Martin while laughing did look around for the missing member of their squad.

“Where is Sable?”

Piper looked toward the McKellen home and sighed, “After what happened in the gym today, I doubt she’s in any mood to practice.”

“That was awesome.” Regina Owens chuckled, “They got Travis Herbert good.”

“At the expense of Sable.” Tawny grew irritable, “Don’t be a bitch, Reggie. She lives next door, right?”

“Yep!” Piper respected the redhead’s courage. “Wanna go knock and see if you can coax her out?”

“Sure!” Tawny began walking toward the McKellen house. In passing in front of Mace’s truck she looked over at him and dropped her jaw. “Daaaamn! Got a girlfriend?” His tented sweats were standing straight out all noble. “Don’t answer ... hold that ... my thought.” She giggled and walked backwards through the lawn to keep an eye on him. With Piper and the squad talking Tawny grew mischievous and slyly hiked her cheerleader skirt up and showed off her fiery red bikini fuzz, Mace puckering at her boldness. Just that fast he lowered his sweatpants and wagged his enormous cock at her. A tongue wag at him she nearly tripped so turned away on her journey to seek out Sable. With his truck blocking everyone’s view he stroked his dick a few times then decided he had better put it away. Piper was not that blindsided however, she suspected Tawny and Mace were flirting.

“Why me?” Piper rolled her eyes; she knew it was going to get worse.

“Oh! Piper?” Robin drew her attention, “Before we forget. Did Ruth tell you there was a football game on Friday? We’re going up against Marquette.”

“I thought I heard it was Lafayette.”

“You were told wrong.” Tina Wiles chimed in, “No, they’re our enemy next week!” A pair of girls laughed squeezing their breasts toward Mace who was checking them out on the sly. Piper cleared her throat until they behaved.

“Okay, so wrong school. Dammit! First, I learn I’m getting thrown to you She-Wolves short notice, now I’m being thrown to the whole Pack?” A fond thought of detention made her wet. “Focus! Focus!” Piper spoke aloud dramatically as the girls admired her humorous reaction. That and her t-shirt riding high. “What time Friday?”

“We have to be there by 6:00. Game’s at 7:00.” Deanna Sweeney promoted their itinerary.

“I have Detention until 5:00. FUCK ME!” Piper gnashed her teeth, “Sorry! Defense mechanism. That means I’ll probably have to stay at Horton-Dexter until the game is over. Please be a home game and not in some Podunk school in the projects.”

“Hey! I live in the projects.” Octavia looked bitter. “Just kidding, I live six blocks from Whorehouse-Dexter.”

“Ok I have got to ask. If our team is called the Swallow’s, is this school Marquette called the Half Off?” The laughter was impossible to hide, even next door at the McKellen house Sable McKellen heard them and pouted.