Nashville Pussy
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Episode 406: FEATHERWEIGHT
Erotica Sex Story: Episode 406: FEATHERWEIGHT - 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 BiSexual Heterosexual Slut Wife Humiliation Sadistic Gang Bang Group Sex Exhibitionism Facial Oral Sex Voyeurism Illustrated
“STAP MOOOOIN’!”
“PLEHS SLIF IN! PLEHS SLIF IN!”
“WHA? CUN’T HAIR YA!”
“FUH MAH TRV!”
Conflict of interest in a very bad situation their communication was far from decipherable. School mascot Travis Herbert hobbled about the High School lawn behind the visitor bleachers at Lafayette Field, home of Horton-Dexter’s rivals the Rhinos.
Having been jumped in the bathroom by a bunch of bullies Travis and his seeing-thigh lap dog Megan Love were stripped naked. Well, Travis already was but inside his Bad Bird mascot outfit. Now, Megan was duct taped to him in a very confined hot sweaty space within the oversized suit. Legs wrapped and bound about his waist her inner thighs were glued to his erection. Talk about panic attract--er--attack!
The angle they were glued together at was so compromising that all it would take is one slight twitch in any direction and Trav’s dick would penetrate Megan. Her vulva was hovering just above his crown. Even though Travis only boasted a five-inch erection it was arched upward between her thighs. He was trying as hard as he could to avoid that very bad feeling that he was going to lose his virginity to Megan instead of Sable McKellen.
While Meg was cute and extremely nice, Trav had his heart set on his girlfriend. Looking and flirting with others like his teacher Chandra Mahkarti was one thing but going further, at least at this point, he wanted to remain faithful. Bad enough, he had let Chandra suck his dick but in his perverted mind that was not losing his virginity. If it was, then Sable took it long ago when she gave him his very first blowjob.
Sable was holding out as promised too, even if she was doing everything outside of actually fucking Custer Martini and Corey Samson. Both of them at least had that pact to lose their virginities together. If they all made it through the night that is. Both of them, even Dakota McKellen was dangerously close to going all of the way and the night was young. Time would tell.
“DON TRUP!” Don’t Trip in Gagish! Megan begged for him not to trip over Bad Bird’s big feet. It would likely be all over if that happened. While she would love to fuck Travis, she would rather do it under less humiliating circumstances. Couldn’t tell it by her rambling earlier.
“TRYN NO TAH!” Trying not to was not easy with her added weight in front dragging him forward. With the cheering of both the fans of the football game and the band playing, Travis was lost as hell in where he was even going. Why was no one bothering to ask what he was even doing bumbling about?
Meg’s wet pussy warming the length of his cowering cock felt awesome. He tried not to think too much on that, it only made his dick harder. Even her nipples stabbed his bare chest agitating his as he shuffled along. What he didn’t know was he was trudging into enemy territory. A brush against a chain link fence he attempted to follow it. Unfortunately, it was the wrong direction. Without even knowing it he was headed for the Rhino side. Hearing laughter only made things even more stressful. Her nails in his shoulders were not helping.
“Stupid fucker.”
Knox Hardecker laughed right alongside the Terrible Trio of Hoyt Rollins, Neo Pryor, Dillon Kirkpatrick, and Lafayette stooge Garth Ranier. “First quarter is almost over. Let’s step this shit up. I only have maybe twenty minutes to humiliate that fuck nut like never before. Garth? My boys here can’t be caught close to Perbert like he is right now. I can because I’m not in school anymore. I need you to record everything he does, including what I’m about to do.”
“Ready when you are, Bro!” Cell in hand!
“Good thug!” Knox chuckled and slapped the boy’s bicep. Taking out his cell Knox called a number. Said number rang out in the school’s dark parking lot, lights dim for reasons of not just lower power bills, but for hijinks instilled by the school itself. The person on the other line answered rather winded.
“Yeah?”
“How’s Perbert’s mom doing?”
“Six of us have hammered, Mommy. Vinny is fucking her on the roof of her car. There’s going to be some dents. Sorry, man!”
“She has insurance. Her bodybuilder can deal with that.” He could hear blonde bombshell Kelly Herbert screaming her lungs out at the huge cock in her asshole. Standing up on the roof over her arched ass Vincent Romero slammed deep down into her every single time. Having recorded video his boy Ivan Gruber sent it over for Knox to view. A quick peak Knox nodded his approval.
“Perfect! I need her to walk by herself to the field. I’m near the bathrooms so tell her where to go. Put that shirt on her that’s in the car and slap her ass to hurry it up.”
“Done! Vinny? Nut already!” Gruber was heard to say before hanging up on Knox.
Conversation over, Knox looked around the area as Garth gave chase to monitor Bad Bird. Across the field by the Rhinette’s and between the Lafayette marching band called the Stampede he saw the boys including Lonnie Schultz rolling out their fabricated full-size Rhino mascot costume.
Designed as a habitat ten feet long and six feet high the grey canvas had armored padding on shoulders and a realistic Rhinoceros head complete with two large horns. A definite upgrade from last year’s version which covered some dumbass standing on two legs as the Rhino mascot.
With four men having the ability to walk beneath the costume it was rather imposing. “Time to get a room at the Horndog Hilton.” He chuckled then grew even more invested. Now that she was done on the school bus with driver Ted Colter, he spotted Josie McKellen making her own appearance over on the Lafayette side.
“Perfect! We just need to keep her hot ass over there during halftime.”
A call to Lonnie, his henchman informed him to make certain Josie did not leave. Asked how he should do that Knox laughed. “Easy enough! Send in the headhunters.” Josie loved heads as long as they were not shrunken. Bigger the better!
Operation: Hunt the Cunt was set into motion.
“Okay Swallower’s get your wings in the air. Landing gear ready?”
Piper Cherry orchestrated her pep squad into action. The first quarter nearing its end and Marcella’s band ready to accompany the flight plan she had to have her flock in formation. Each of the cheerleaders had rounded up a male counterpart to be their perch. All save for Brandon; his boyfriend Rodney was in the band so that made him unable to participate. It really made him upset. Storming off sounded good but Piper kept grabbing him by his shirt and dragging him back. Drama queen!
Tawny Martin of course had her recently arrived boyfriend, Jesse Manley. Lily Kramer and Priscilla Vincent snatched up Deanna Sweeney’s cousins which made their night. Octavia Bradley finding success in a boy from Horton-Dexter named Bobby Winters a black young man who often stayed to himself but pined over Octavia. She knew it but had never paid him much mind but with slim pickings she opted to seduce him into being her support. Getting a chance to feel her mouth around his cock convinced him immediately. No way was he missing this chance, he just hoped he could get erect with this charade being performed in front of hundreds of onlookers.
Each cheerleader had plenty of offers so Piper decided to utilize what she could. A backup plan meant a spotter like those helping a weightlifter manage a set of barbells. A showoff moment with Piper to give her girls a perfect flight pose she had Jesse and Brandon assist her. Jesse didn’t have his cock out at the time, but she hovered her mouth over him as an example.
Behind her Brandon simply palmed her upper thighs as a secondary anchor. Her crop top had zero coverage when she went airborne so many in the stands got to glimpse her 38C’s between Brandon’s divided leg stance.
The only drawback in this split beaver pose was the G-string which instantly narrowed and exposed her labia. Brandon had to look away. Telling Brandon to back away allowed the crowd to see all of Piper’s goodies outside of that G-string masking her vulva, butt pucker gently peeking behind the narrow thread. Darkness helped! Applause before the actual performance was greeted with a bow once she was back on her feet.
Whistles blowing, they had a few more minutes to get ready, Ref’s calling an offsides on Lafayette by an accidental cleat over the line. Yards gifted due to it Angus Furlong and the Swallows took it as a triumph. It was just enough time for Corey Samson to look over at the cheerleaders to see Sable standing with Custer behind her, his hands gripping her shoulders. Squinting with a closer scrutiny he saw Sable’s G-string down to her knees with Custer’s thick head thrusting between her thigh gaps. Nobody but they and Corey seemed witness to it. Sable had that look of ecstasy on her face. Still, she had enough in her to notice Corey looking and blew him a kiss. Jealousy subsided as Furlong warned Corey to get his head in the game. He would have his fun later.
“That feels so freaking good.”
Sable’s thoughts on Custer gently rolling his crown along her exposed pussy lips made her gyrate back into him. With Travis nowhere to be found Custer concluded that he could get away with it. After all, in a few minutes she would be hoisted over him and her dick down her throat, rather up her throat under the weight of her balance. If anyone mentioned this stunt to Travis, her sister Dakota was already prepared to say she switched places with Sable during this cheer.
Looking at her fellow cheerleaders Sable noticed Jesse Manley doing the very same thing to Tawny. A sudden eye contact with Tawny the petite ginger winked at her. A flipped tongue razz deserved one in return. Even Jesse eyed Custer with a nod of respect. Both boys chuckled and moved their erections that much faster between their gaps. Sable was trying not to moan. So not easy!
A glance about for Travis in his Bad Bird costume, Sable wanted to make certain he wasn’t near. The last she had seen him was when Megan led him to the bathroom. As much fun as Custer’s dick between her thighs was, she still found it in her to be concerned over Travis. “I hope he didn’t hook up with Megan.” Yep! They were tight at the moment! Well, close enough!
“There’s Chandra in the bleachers looking worried. Following Chandra’s eyes across the field Sable spotted Travis wandering aimlessly. “Custer look!” A point lured the hillbilly to see Travis walking in front of the Lafayette bleachers, people laughing over the intruder.
“Does he look fatter than he was earlier?”
“Kind of! Why is he way over there? Wait! I see my mom walking that way maybe she’s going to get him. We’re good! Keep thrusting!”
Ignorance was bliss!
“Come to mommy my babies.”
Josie McKellen strutted her stuff shamelessly as she entered the Lafayette den. Feeling sexier than ever in her G-string exposure, her 34B’s bobbing beneath her crop top. A crop that was so high her under boobs were winking each step she took. All eyes on her, dozens of young men and women of all ages wiped their chins of drool. She was sorely tempted to offer her crop top to dab the corners of their mouths. Faculty noticing her made the first step, Principal Miles Tucker taking the lead with Brubaker Folly and English teacher Neville Homer tagging along. What a name, Homer! Sillycad and the ODDity! Iliad and the Odyssey, even!
“Weren’t you just over ... ah! My mistake! That must have been your sister.”
“Aw! Buttering me up? That must have been Dakota, my other daughter is cheerleading. Twins!”
“Well, I can certainly see where she gets her beauty. Principal Miles Tucker, a pleasure.”
“Why, yes, I am.” She batted her lashes then fluttered fingers at Brubaker and Neville. “I thought I might live dangerously and see how the other half lived. So many yummy handsome... “ Drawn to the younger boys watching and wagging their tongues she flared her eyes. “ ... what was I saying?”
“That you found us yummy.” Neville chuckled! “I can certainly say the same of you. Love the undies!” Tugged as high as it could be! Pussy lips to both sides of the material. In the correct lighting you might have seen pussy juice stains streaking down her thighs. That or Ted Colter’s jizz on her ass cheeks. Josie could not care less, what others thought. By the looks she was getting from adoring fans nothing mattered.
“So do I! I think we’ll go micro at the next game.”
“And the top goes higher too?” Brubaker winked at her.
“It could probably go up another inch.” She folded it up to her areola but kept them hidden. “Thoughts?”
“Breathtaking!” Miles exhaled through his mouth and attempted to charm her with narrowed eyes of admiration. “Miss Cherry mentioned you earlier. She said you were an English teacher at Horton-Dexter. That’s wonderful! Neville here is our English and theatrical resident.”
“I see.” She tried to maintain her conversation especially now that her subject of the hour was spoken of, but the boys behind the teachers simply would not stop wagging their tongues. Miles caught onto her distraction even as she continued to hold up her folded crop top. A hint of areola exposed in her mesmerized fascination on those half dozen tongues was hard to miss.
“As do we.” Neville smirked at Brubaker then Miles over her flirtatious nibbling of her lip. “It seems our student body likes what they see as well. Tell me Miss ... what was your name again? I forget what Miss Cherry referred to you as.”
“Josie McKellen. I’m so sorry my attention wavers so much. Wearing what little I am my hormones are a bit escalated.” With a wink she changed her tune. “Make that ravenous.” Wagging her tongue back at the boys she allowed drool to trickle onto her cleavage.
“No need to apologize Josie, may I call you Josie?” Miles clicked his fingers to break her trance. That took twice before she shivered and released her crop top to flutter back over her breasts.
“You may, Mister Tucker. I am not so distracted that I’ve forgotten your identity. Welcome to my world Neville. I absolutely love the classics. Piper has recently asked me to jumpstart our drama department. I look forward to getting started on that in the coming weeks. Any suggestions as to what our first play should be? I think we have room left in the school year for two.”
“You can never go wrong with Romeo and Juliet.”
“I love that one. That is a definite possibility. Should we do a comedy you think?” Tongues everywhere. More students began wagging, even girls this time. As Neville rambled over his thoughts those tongues led Josie into caressing her tummy and going even lower right before the faculty. A nail teasing her thin pubes rising over her G-string she found herself forgetting to blink. Another snap of Neville’s fingers this round, Josie smiled and shivered all over.
“So many Romeos and Juliet’s you have over here on the Montague side.” The only comedy aspect heard were their chuckles over the hopeless romanticism of her body. Realizing her fingertips were lightly flipping the lace of her G-string she startled herself. “Oopsie! Getting carried away.”
“Miss McKellen...”
“Mrs. McKellen. Married for nineteen years.”
“Nineteen?” Brubaker offered a queer expression. “You look nineteen now.”
“Oh, I do not!” She giggled and reached out to pat his polo shirt over his chest. “Thank you for the compliment though. I’m 34. Yes, I started quite young concerning motherhood. My husband married me at fifteen. Consensual parent thing. Anyways!”
“It appears you have quite the fanbase on our Montague side, as you called it.”
“We all know it’s the new Swallowers uniform. Tell me, Mister Tucker, why are you not objecting to our ... so much skin?”
“I’m pretty certain that Carl Manley lets you and his own teaching staff get away with murder. Exactly how much do you know as to why he allows things? I’m guessing you’ve been with Horton-Dexter a few years at least.”
“Well, ever since Piper Cherry was hired, he has loosened up the rules quite a bit. I of course was breaking rules long before Piper, just not as frequently. Now ... why am I blabbing?” Her eyes flared wide like saucers.
“Please do be yourself. I’m far more openminded than Carl Manley. We’ve heard rumblings of dress code omissions and the like. I’ve overlooked the dress code for two years now. You would not believe the things I’ve ... we’ve seen. Just look at our cheerleaders.” Josie twisted in step to look back at the Rhinette’s performing somersaults and active cheers.
“They look pretty covered up to me. The Marquette pep squad wore less.”
“The night is young.” Miles chuckled! Turning back to face him Josie happened to see Bad Bird wandering aimlessly. While she should have been concerned her attention swiftly rediscovered her youthful tongue talent scouts. “Just like your squad, skin will be seen. They simply save it for halftime.”
“Miles ... look!” Brubaker pointed over to the Swallow cheerleaders. “The Swallower’s are flying. Very fucking nice!” Brubaker and Neville both abandoned Josie in a blink. They wanted a better look before their routine ended. Miles grinned at their behavior and returned from his own distraction.
“They can be a handful.” Speaking to himself he found Josie missing. “How did she escape me so fast?”
Turning around he found Josie taking a seat on the second tier of the bleachers smothered by the youthful students of Lafayette. With so many of them around her Miles easily lost his visual. “My! Like daughter, like mother. I’ll have to get a look at the cell footage my Big Gamers are taking. I have a feeling it will be everything we’ve been pushing. My students never let me down.”
A ping on his own cell he removed it from his pocket and chuckled. “Oh, yes! Everyone loves our gorgeous Capulet!” Miles shot a glance up at the field cameras and noticed them moving to pan down on Josie. Texting his caller Miles added, “Enjoy my friends! Enjoy!” Miles then sprinted away to capture what the hoopla was over on the Swallow side.
Amid the swarming cluster on the bleachers Josie was devoured by as many tongues as could find room to feast. G-string drug downward from her hips and to her toes, her well used twat was fingered and licked in dramatic fashion. The crop top drawn over her scalp lie behind her neck. Josie McKellen was naked. Nipples devoured she would learn as they went along that many of them were members of the Lafayette basketball team. Ironic, but met with enthusiasm. She especially loved two men fingering her asshole at the same time.
Reese Teller had eaten her heart out on the home front, but here at Lafayette ... he was standing at the free throw line all alone. Lafayette players at the free ho line fighting for a shot. Just like her daughter Dakota, whom she had no idea what her crazy kid had done, Josie found the fallout lucrative.
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