Episode 400: TAKE ChARgE

Spanish teacher Kevin Fowler sat in his blue Toyota Corolla out front of his best friend Dewey Knowles home. Invited there by Dewey and Mimi Alexander was almost a slap in the face but he knew it was all Principal Carl Manley’s doing. Why Carl felt the need to own meek little Mimi when he was happily married just tore at Kevin’s soul. If he didn’t fear losing his position at Horton-Dexter, he might go and destroy Carl’s marriage. As if trying that would succeed. Nor did he like confrontation.

The problem was Kevin had too much heart. Hurting others just wasn’t what he felt comfortable doing. Not only that but he knew Carl’s wife had cancer. All of his life he had been bullied in some fashion because he was frail and geeky and loved speaking Spanish. Smothered in misery knowing how much he loved Mimi was eating him up.

Mimi looked at him with adoration as well but just couldn’t see past his weaknesses. She needed a strong hand these days, something she herself hadn’t realized until her night in jail where police officers cuffed her to cell bars and savagely took her holes from behind. It gave her a taste of what life could be with the right man. Carl Manley was actually second to invoke her toward this dark side, Officer Anson Potter the first. Long live, Sir Carl! Long live, Sir Anson!

Kevin could see shadows moving across Dewey’s curtains with the living room light on. Only him though, had Mimi gone home early? Maybe she couldn’t handle it anymore and came to her senses. She would have had to take an Uber if so. Fidgety, Kevin released his white-knuckle grip over his steering wheel and tilted his chin down as if finalizing his temper, gaze looking over his brow, even over his wire rim glasses.

Reciting El Mariachi word for word with, “All I wanted was to be a mariachi, like my ancestors. But the city I thought would bring me luck, brought only a curse. I lost my guitar, my hand, and her. With this injury, I may never play the guitar again. Without her, I have no love. But with the dog and the weapons, I’m prepared for the future.” Ah Kev! You aren’t even Hispanic. You don’t play a guitar, just a mean maraca. Nashville might be your curse, but it did pay the car payment. No dog! A can of pepper spray as a weapon! Shaky hands he was hardly any threat. Without Mimi, there was always another mirage in the desert.

“You are wrong, Mi Amigo.”

With a growl he opened his car door and turned to depart. It might have helped if he had unhooked his seatbelt. Tugged back into his car he hissed, “Ay-ay-ay!” Nothing ever went as planned!

Escaping his prison cell Kevin shut his door and started his journey up Dewey’s driveway in a bad boy moment, using his key remote over his shoulder to lock it up. Hearing it hoot, he sneered at Dewey’s red and white Mini Cooper in passing. Tempted to leave a key scratch along its side he simply kicked a tire. That was the cruelest he had in him. Stepping away he paused then came back and kicked a second tire. “Take that!” Now he was limping up to Dewey’s front door. Hopeless even as a romantic.

Instead of ringing his doorbell Kevin raised his fist and beat on the storm door. Four loud raps he had to wag his hand at bruising his knuckles. Still as he heard the inside door opening, he brought on his Gringo Suave persona which meant a sneer and faintly clenched teeth. Yeah, that would scare only a baby. Being an ass, he was only kicking himself.

“Hey, Buddy!” Dewey Knowles opened his door with a vivid grin. “Ready to party?” His damnable jolly self, Dewey made Kevin relax instantly. They had been friends for years now, long before Mimi Alexander even hired on at Horton-Dexter, their history was just too nostalgic to hold a grudge.

“Where is Mimi?”

Kevin entered as Dewey stepped aside in his burly brown bathrobe which made him resemble a bear with his bushy beard and shoulder length brown hair, although pinned back at the moment.

Stepping in briskly Kevin found Mimi kneeling on the living room floor, head bowed, eyes lowered. Just as she had at Kevin’s house the night before. Nude, she was trembling at a chill in the air. Approaching her Kevin pouted at her appearance. “You must be freezing.” He looked to Dewey’s sofa and saw a throw blanket and plucked it up to cover her. Mister Nice Guy yet again!

“Oh, no!” Dewey stomped through his home like a bull. Grabbing the throw blanket, he ripped it from her body and tossed it back on the sofa. “Did you need that, Mimi?”

“No Sir! I prefer to find warmth in other ways.”

“See, Kev? She wants body heat.”

Kevin swallowed dryly and palmed his right cheek searching her behavior. He knew certain aspects having been with her already and trying his best to be dominant. For every step up the mountain he skipped ten feet back. “Mimi? Seek out the warmth.”

Putting her glasses back on Mimi instantly crawled over to Kevin’s legs and wrapped her arms around him pinning them knee to knobby knee. Placing her face right into his crotch she sighed. His dick lifting up beneath her nose was making her tingly inside knowing she had such an effect.

“She worships you, Buddy. Hell, she worships me. Isn’t that right, Squeaky?” Instead of speaking she nodded right over Kevin’s erection three times before halting and inhaling his scent. Kevin melted! “I didn’t get it at first either Kev, but now I do. Mimi here needs authority. You and me just need to work on ourselves and she’s ours.”

“Ours?” Kev did not like the sound of that. He wanted her all to himself. He even had an engagement ring in mind, one that belonged to his late mother. He always did think too much! Not in his favor that’s for certain! “I don’t ... Mimi? You want to belong to both of us?” Again, she nodded across his throbbing concealment. “How can that be possible?” True! She was tentatively owned by Anson Potter and Carl Manley if not officially collared by any of them. As a slave she really needed to make herself obedient to only one master. Yet, tug of war was great fun.

“Easy! You get her one night, I get her the next. We team up on weekends.” Dewey laughed then realized he too wasn’t sounding all that tough. Biting his tongue he changed tactics. “Sound like a plan, Memes?” She shrugged, not wanting to be asked what it was she wanted in this moment. “THAT’S WHAT I WANT!” He snapped at her with a Grizzly attitude, Mimi now shrinking and holding Kevin’s legs tighter.

“You’re scaring her, Knowles.”

“Am I?”

Dewey leaned forward palming his knees to speak directly to Mimi. Breath on her cheek she shook her head negatively. Kevin sealing his eyes at her brush against his destiny, felt her face stimulating him more and more. “AM I?” He bellowed; her face smothered in Kevin’s crotch to a vivid display of moans and eager motions of acknowledgment. Kevin was shaking like a leaf with his dream girl smothering her face in his bulge. Her rapid wallowing found her mouth opening and exploring his length and girth.

Growling at her yet again Dewey roared loud enough to shake his windows. “AMMMMM I?” She made Kevin cum in his boxers, his body twitching yet maintained by her arms locking him in tightly. She could literally smell semen. At least it wasn’t piss.

Kev could only mumble and sway in a verse of, “Oooouhhhoooouhhh.”, then finish with a whine of, “Miiiiimmmiiii!” Halting her joyous wallow, she felt his wet cum seep through his slacks and stopped cold with her face still buried. Peering up at him with unblinking eyes Kev nearly fainted.

“Who’s your, Alpha Baby?” Dewey questioned her as she abandoned Kevin in a heartbeat, turning on her knees to face Dewey. Untying his robe, he let it open up on its own, showing his paunch and dangling cock. Simply standing there he observed Mimi move her face in over his cock and simply rest her warm yearning lips along his girth. Kev had to sit down or fall backwards.

On Dewey’s sofa he caught his breath and watched Mimi from behind, exploring her perfect tiny build as she posed with Dewey. “Is that me?” Dew asked her, peering down at her gorgeous eyes. Again, she followed through with a dramatic array of nods, rolling her face across his penis and balls, now quite erect at her attentiveness. “IS THAT ME? YOUR ALPHA!” He roared! Oh, she was all up on his building erection. Squirming and sighing with content that he was onto her. This was what she wanted. A man ... a master that would take charge.

Kevin did not approve. Standing tall he raised his own voice challenging Dewey. “GET BACK HERE THIS INSTANT!” Pausing, Mimi reluctantly turned away from Dewey and returned to Kevin’s crotch simply lingering there awaiting another command. This was fun seeing them duel over her. “TAKE OFF MY PANTS!” Dewey puckered at Kevin’s newfound balls. A thumbs up at Kev, Dewey just stroked his cock awaiting his moment of valor to return.

Unbuckling Kevin’s belt and unzipping his fly she tugged his pants to his ankles. Someone forgot to take his shoes off at the door. Teetering in step Kev fell back on the sofa and Mimi almost laughed but refrained out of respect. Crawling to him she removed his shoes then finished her job of taking his slacks off. Boxers followed.

Rising up over him she rolled her face across his erection until her lips lightly kissed his crown in passing. Hands greedily unbuttoning his shirt from bottom to top she maintained her warm exhales all the way up his torso to his chest. Shirt peeled to both sides she caressed his chest and planted a palm right over his heart. Again, he lost control and melted. “I love you, Mimi.” She sighed, praying for...

“RETURN!”

Dewey grew theatric trying to sound like King Lear. “YOUR LORD AND MASTER DEMANDS YOUR MOUTH UPON HIS SCEPTER!” So weird! Both of these guys. Mimi swiftly abandoned Kevin and turned on her knees directly into Dewey’s royalty. Mouth wide she swallowed his cock balls deep and stopped there simply to embrace the feeling of his throbbing vessels on her tongue, her throat full of a thick Bear Necessity. Balls bulbous and rolled up along her chin she stared up at King Dewey awaiting permission to start sucking. Not just yet, Sweet Mimi!

“HOLD! KNOW YOUR PLACE WOMAN!” Kevin stood up from the couch right behind her and ripped his shirt from his body, on his second attempt. Cast aside he stared at Dewey as if in defiance. “I, YOUR CHIEF ADVISOR DEMANDS YOU UNHAND THIS FALSE KING. YOUR HOME IS WITH ME! RETREAT THIS MINUTE.”

Mimi wasn’t uncertain whom she should technically serve. While Dewey seemed to grasp any real authority, Kevin in his love for her was stepping it up. The question remained how long. Even at his home he was back and forth. That was it Mimi realized and played their game. Inch by inch she abandoned Dewey but kissed his crown upon final enjoyment and turned facing Kevin the Greet ... Great!

His dick in her face was harder than she had ever seen him. Was it because he felt as if he didn’t duel with Dewey, he would lose her forever? Looking up at Kevin, she found him sneering at Dewey rather than providing orders. Unwavering she sat on her legs and pouted. Hurry, Kevin!

“FILL THY THROAT!” Kevin abruptly ordered her. She smiled and greedily went in to do just as she had Dewey in taking his penis all the way down her petite little tonsil free throat. Balls smothering her chin she now absorbed his rapid heartrate via his own throbbing Muchacho. Much indeed! She adored his Spanish Fly!

Peering down at Mimi looking up at him with watery eyes he added, “I SAID FILL THY THROAT.” It was on! Mimi sucked him off feverishly to dramatic gag reflexes, making moans that thrilled him into believing he had won.

Arms folded over his overly hairy chest the Wolfman Dewpont Knowles, like Kev, ripped his robe from his pudgy body and whipped it about like a Matador to a bull. Mimi even found the robe’s updraft teasing her blonde locks. “OLE!” He meant “H’OLE’!”

Dropping behind Mimi, Dewey readied to do what a wolf did best. Pepping her body into rising to her knees he took her from behind doggystyle. A seesaw effect beginning he slammed her cunt full of Knowles knowledge, giving her pointers in the best of both worlds.

Gripping Mimi by her hips Dewey drilled her so hard that she almost bit Kevin’s cock in doing her best to feed upon him. Kevin wincing at her teeth raking along his beast saw her moans as liking what Dewey had to offer. War of the Roses! Kevin was rising to the glove slap across his cheek. Mainly at his own hand slapping himself to escalate his inner temper.

Reaching down Kevin palmed both sides of her face inspiring she look up at him in an awkward stare of curiosity. Seeing her yearning gaze, he threw his hate in the ring and clutched the back of her head and force fed her his cock. Temperament making his face red he bellowed, “BITE ME AT YOUR OWN RISK!” Oh, she bit him just to see if it would intensify his lust.

Time and time again he felt her teeth crease a little too close but refused to retreat and disappoint her. Between the two best buddies they destroyed teeny tiny Mimi. Knowing he could leverage enough to strive for something unpredictable Dewey began standing up. Balance iffy under his overweight belly he managed to regain his footing. Bringing Mimi’s barely 100-pound weight up with him he held her in the air just to see if he could Dew it. On purpose! He succeeded although winded.

In Dewpont’s upright positioning Mimi was now sucking off Kevin at a horrible upper body angle over him. While still held firm by Kevin, at least his dick was tilting up to offer some assist. Competing for erection affection Kev had an idea if he could do it without hurting, he and Mimi in the process.

Being light weight himself, Kevin wanted to be on top of her world. Ramming her throat hard conveniently nudged Dewey into stepping back two feet. Perfect! Kevin carefully climbed up on the coffee table bringing Mimi up with him. Angles were still imperfect, but he was God on high at the moment. Dewey simply grinned at his buddy’s ingenuity. The table was sturdy, so he let it happen.

Although battling one another for her loyalty the two best boys grinned knowing that Mimi was loving this. She was a slobbering mess at both ends, her cunt a raging river, her mouth a saliva driven bath over her lover’s flesh. Eying Mimi’s back, Dewey had the notion he wanted to see her titties dancing. Therefore, he made the necessary adjustments in taking her left leg and literally rolling her over in midair until facing up.

Not once did her feasting over Kevin fault. He wouldn’t allow her freedom. No pain no gain! Now Kev was fucking her face and able to enjoy seeing her lips claiming his girth, no hair in the way. Nodding his approval toward Dewey the two observed her full-frontal excellence. Just like seeing his dick in her pouty eager lips Kev could also look down over her body and witness the Wolfman darting his own beast in and out of her misty cunt. It was a beautiful panoRAMic view of the landscape now provided.

With 36C titties swirling about the geeky blonde’s nipples arched upward to greet Kevin. Her spine conformed to her strain. Hands holding Kevin’s upper thighs as support maintained her contorted balance. Exertion great on all three of them it only got more intense. Dewey loving their taffy twisting moment added even more focus by gripping her ankles and prying Mimi’s legs as wide as possible. If not slightly buckled at the kneecaps.

Kevin realized how that much extra effort made Mimi crazy in her moans of ecstasy. Hoping it was not a mistake Kevin buckled just enough to claim her wrists and removed them from his thighs. Full support on both gents she was swaying at their mercy like a suspension bridge. Ankles, wrists, two big cocks as nails.

“CAD!” Dewey called Kevin with a bushy grin. Kevin smiled brightly back.

“EL CANALLA!” Spanish for scoundrel. It took one to know one!

Their weightlifting session was depriving both of them of precious oxygen, so, the two Amigo’s gave Mimi everything they had in a last-ditch cardio workout. Dewey nutted inside her cunt making her tense up to accept his royal flow. Kevin trembling under the strain of standing tall and holding her aloft lost his own milky threads load down her throat.

Musing at how his dick circulated and lifted her throat with each rampaging thrust Kev stopped cold and just watched her feed. It was almost as if he could see his drink spilling into her esophagus. Gulping contractions observed, he melted at her thoroughness.

Taking care to step down from the coffee table slowly, they lay her on its surface outstretched on her back, drooling jizz from both participants. Dewey’s cream dripped between her thighs to pool up on the tabletop, Kevin’s nut trickled from the corner of her mouth as she showed him what was left of his gift. Grossed out slightly, Kevin patted her cheek. “You may keep that, Puta.” It made her smile and swallow her gift right before his pleasure.

Dewey wiping sweat from his brow admired Mimi’s beauty, then the look of Kevin’s saddened expression. Eyes rolling, the Wolfman moved to the side of the coffee table looking down at Mimi’s glow. Pointing at her the Wolfman growled.

“Play with yourself until we return.” Dewey took her left hand and brought it to her pussy, “Feed the kitty.” Kevin not to be left out claimed her right hand and placed her fingers to her clit.

“If we do not hear the outcome of your mission, you will be severely punished.”

Eyes flaring and full of life Mimi swiftly sent both hands down into her milky cocktail. She fingered her cunt with one hand while smearing Dewey’s dynamic dew along her clit. Back arching in front of them the men smirked at one another and selected one nipple each and pinched it between vengeful fingertips, literally lifting her body up by her nubs. She lost her mind in that very brief moment. Maybe they were onto something.

“Let’s get some air, Compadre!” Dewey released his grip on her then motioned Kevin with a nod. Picking up his robe from the floor he put it back on and pulled it loosely to. “I might wear this bearskin rug to school on Monday.” He chuckled! It had been designated the first appointed Pajama Day at Horton-Dexter!

Kevin grabbing his pants went without his boxers and pulled them up. Following Dewey through his kitchen to a set of French doors they stepped out into the night air. Pausing Kevin with a low-level laugh Dew whispered something then both ducked their heads back inside the door.

“On three! One! Two! Three!”

“WE CAN’T HEAR YOU.”

Mimi squealed at a high pitch loyalty and increased the volume of her moans. Mimi was becoming demanding of herself wanting, needing, craving to do as she was instructed. Music to their ears. Sadly, Dewey slid the door shut and cleaned his ear out with a pinky. Kev timidly smiled, thinking of his earlier behavior.

“I’m sorry I...”

“Don’t you dare apologize, Espanyol! I know how much you love, Squeaky. I like her, but I’m not in love with her like you are. Should it ever go further for you two, you have my blessing, Brother.”

“I don’t think I have what it takes to keep her. Carl has her under his spell. Dare I say it, Anson Potter.”

“She likes this shit, Kev. I can act it out no problem, but like you I’m no control freak. My advice is simple; you have got to start acting tougher or you’re going to lose her Buddy. Carl’s married, his wife is sick, do you really think he’s got time for Mimi?” Both men thought that question over, agreeing that yes, he did.

While neither of them knew all of the facts such as Watchtower’s influence and their hidden cameras. Letting students get away with things they shouldn’t was known of but not to what extent unless they themselves were involved.

They did notice Carl’s blind eye toward Piper Cherry and Josie McKellen’s antics. Mavis Hale and J.J. Eccles too it seemed. Dewey himself ate Piper out in Horton-Dexter’s hallway. Recently, Dewey and Roger Dundee indulged body massages out under the birch tree in the schoolyard thanks to the cheerleaders. How gonzo was that to get away with.

Not a peep from Carl Manley to say behave. Even Kevin knew Carl was not on the straight and narrow after their talk about Mimi and catching them playing in class after hours. Nor over sharing Mimi in a moment of madness with High School Junior Jeremy Rebble in front of his class. He did notice more students respecting him after that event. Hmm!

“She likes it when other guys watch. Jeremy Rebble and I ... anyways! If I had let her, she would have let my neighbors have sex with her.” Kev related! Eh! He did that in small favors just to appease her.

“Funny! She mentioned my neighbors too. It’s hard to believe Meme’s can be this freaky?”

“How can I possibly keep up with a woman such as her?”

“That’s your decision, Kev. I can see she likes you though. I’m thinking just play her game and who knows, she might give up on all this craziness once she knows how much you stand by her. Give her what she wants and go from there.”