Episode 42: desTINAtion UnKNOWn

“Fuck me Mace.”

Mace Belmont stood in the doorway leading outside of his Aunt Piper’s home. On the front landing completely naked lay the hottest brunette cheerleader in Horton-Dexter history. Zero tan lines made her even more incredible. In her contorted state, ankles hooked behind her head, big 36D breasts mashed together dramatically, and perfectly painted hot pink nails prying her cunt wide he nearly nutted at first sight. She saw his bath towel rise from a meager seven inches of normalcy to a high 9.5 in under sixty seconds. She knew he wanted her. Of course, he did, all guys wanted her. It was not ego.

“Holy fuck! I remember you, the cheerleader that I thought looked like Selena Gomez ... only hotter. And maybe not Hispanic.”

“Much hotter.” She bit her lower lip, peering over her brow with sparkling eyes.

“So ... why aren’t you in school?”

“I got horny. So many students wearing so little, due to Dress Code Omission Day I couldn’t handle it any longer. Guys were all over us. I wanted someone that wasn’t a student. From Horton-Dexter that is. You’ve been on my mind since yesterday when Sable showed us your cock picture.”

“Wait, what?” He chuckled, “Sable ... showed me off? Why?”

“Does it matter? Octavia said you were incredible, I needed to feel you for myself. Not simply in my throat.”

“Nice! I’ll have to thank Octavia for that. Sable too I guess.” He was almost glad his neighbor had shown him off. Although was she bragging over him? Did Sable ... like him? She was pretty cute and had one sweet pussy once he got a peek at it, rubbing it at that. So did Dakota. “Fuck! Stop thinking and start fucking.”

In his struggle to hold Rotten, Mace lost his towel, the dog pulling from his grasp and going spastic, darting around her contorted body and pelting her with welcoming kisses. She laughed and lost her hooked ankles, probably a good thing Rotten was sniffing around her thighs. “DON’T LET HIM LICK ME THERE.” She laughed and tried to cover herself. Too late! The Rottweiler zeroed in even with her knees clamping his shoulders. Screaming at his tongue lashing at her clit she looked up at a shocked Mace Belmont. Mace reached for the dog’s collar only to hear him growl.

“Easy Buddy! That’s not yours. Back off Rotten.” Towel at his feet ignored, “He’s just playing. He likes people.”

“Then why is he growling at ... fuck! That feels good ... you did NOT hear me say that. I like poochie smoochies but ... not ... okay he has to stop.” Squealing her legs were afraid to kick at him, she did not want to be bitten. Even Mace was uneasy about fighting Rotten over his delicacy. “Nice puppy! Please stop.” Her head tilts back at his persistent lapping. “MAAAAACE!”

“I’m trying he’s resisting me. If I rile him too much, he could bite you or me. I’ve never seen him this ... fussy. No offense but you must taste good for him to ... listen, try crawling backwards as I tug just be careful not to fall back off of the steps and hurt yourself.” Looking back at how much room she had she attempted that maneuver, but his growling intensified. Fear striking her into a frigid body she whimpered and just lay back, head over the top step. “I’m afraid to move Mace.” Tongue refusing to stop licking she just let him dine, feeling his tongue in her gaping vulva now. “You won’t want me after this.” She pouted.

“Yes, I will. I’m trying here.” Finally, he managed to drag Rotten back enough for her to roll over on her belly facing the side of the house. Strength against Mace he couldn’t prevent the dog’s assault from behind. Digging in between Tina’s ass cheeks he licked her asshole then again at her twat. Screaming she tried crawling to her knees. Her ass higher was not helping in the least. Out of nowhere Rotten jumped up on her back with his front paws and began dry humping her. “OH NO YOU DON’T! THAT’S ENOUGH! MY PUSSY!”

Taking a huge risk, he threw his weight backwards and managed to drag the 200-pound Rottweiler away. “HURRY! RUN INSIDE AND GO INTO PIPER’S BEDROOM. Close the door until I open it. Left behind the big screen TV.” Jumping up she hugged the wall and whimpered that he might not be able to hold Rotten long. Racing inside she bolted for the bedroom and slammed the door.

“What’s gotten into you?” Mace held on until he heard the door close. Dragging him in Rotten led the way grabbing the discarded towel and whipping it about in his jaws until the living room. From the hallway to the French doors, he had to wage war until Rotten was outside. Managing to seal the door the dog was throwing a fit. “Jesus!”

Hearing water running in Piper’s ensuite he knew Tina was washing up. Calming his nerves Mace entered the bedroom then the restroom to see her using another towel to clean her privates. “Sorry about that. If you want to leave, I get it. You’re safe now though.”

“Mmmmmmm! There’s that big cock. You going to put that in me?” She stood looking hopeful. “As long as you don’t think I’m unsanitary now.”

“HELL, YES I WANT YOU. Come on into the living room and have a seat. Let’s calm our nerves first.” It was then he realized something, “Where’s your clothes?”

“In my mom’s car out on the curb.”

“You walked from the car naked?”

“I love taking risks. I think Mrs. McKellen’s husband came home while I was stripping in the car. He looked right at me and grinned. He is kind of cute. I bet he’s spying on me right now.”

“I’m cuter. Get in here.”

Clean now she spanked herself for his sexual appetite. She could see how hungry he was. Entering the living room behind him she went to the French doors where Rotten sat panting then jumping up on the glass at seeing his girlfriend. “Oh my gosh! Look he has an erection.”

“Mine is bigger.” He laughed. “Don’t antagonize him I don’t need the glass doors all scratched up. “DOWN!” Seeing Mace slap the glass door in rapid fashion to get the dog to hop down then turn to face her body touching body she giggled at how much of a hurry he was in to get her in bed. Luckily the dog’s outdoor water dish had water it being 98 degrees at the moment.

To compliment his eagerness her arms flew around his shoulders, and she kissed him. Tongue greedily seeking out his own before he could actually open his mouth he gave into her expectations. Once inside, the doors were not the only thing French. Hands swarming her backside from shoulders down to her firm heart shaped ass he squeezed her cheeks making her moan into his mouth. Before he knew what was happening, she jumped up and wrapped her legs around his hips. Nipples scratching the surface of his chest he took her straight to the sectional and hurled them both on to it.

Cock mighty he peeled her legs away from him and just let his beast drop in for a visit. Laying it across her labia he went back in for more smoldering kisses. She seemed viciously hungry for him, ravenous even. Nails dug into his shoulder blades, her tongue nearly making him gag at digging in so deep she could almost flick his tonsils. He immediately fell in lust; the bitch was next to perfect. Heart pounding, he intentionally bit her tongue to break free long enough to look into her eyes. “Fuck you’re beautiful.”

“Stick it in me. I need to know what Octavia felt.” She begged using her knees along his hips to coax him in. Instead, he pulled away and sat up. She worried he was going to chicken out or ask her to leave. Sighing he sat back on the sectional and looked up spotting the surveillance camera.

“Be right back. Don’t leave.” Evil struck him suddenly after noting the camera and he raced to the bathroom upstairs he had showered in. Grabbing his cell from the sink where he had left it, he noticed texts from his Aunt Piper. She must have messaged him while in the shower going unheard because they were sent before the doorbell rang. Smirking he pondered if he were being smart in thinking about what he wanted to do. Deciding to text her back he wrote, “I was in the shower. You busy?”

Seconds later Piper replied back with, “Fifteen minutes away from making that journey up to cover Detention. I’ll be home after that. No cheerleader practice for me, I’m just letting the girls do their own thing.”

“Like Tina doing me.” He chuckled, “Selena!” He referred to Tina as Selena Gomez. “SeTina Gomez. HA!”

“We can talk when I get home. I have some errands for you tomorrow. You need to get out of the house anyway Mister Homebody.”

“Okay. Shit! Gotta, go I think Rotten is tearing the place up.” He laughed knowing it would stress Piper out enough to look over her surveillance cam mode on her cell. Hurrying back to Tina, he grabbed her by the wrist preventing her from fingering herself, three fingers were already inside her pussy probing to keep herself warmed up. Tugging her along behind him with a squeal of interruption he led her back into Piper’s bedroom. Proving his strength, he turned and grabbed her by her inner thighs and chest hurling her like a puppet on to the mattress. After watching her bounce laughing over his hurry, he tossed his cell aside on the king size mattress then crawled in over her. Dick never losing an inch he snatched up her ankles and lined up. “I’m back.”

“I’ve missed you.” She whispered, not looking at him, just his nine-iron between his legs. It was a one-sided love affair most definitely. His cell ringing next to them was lost to Mace as he sank his crown deep watching her reaction as each inch burrowed deeper into her soaked pink cavern. Ripping her wide at his overly thick girth she tilted her head back and let her shoulders carry her chest skyward. “HOLY FUCK! SOOOO FREAKIN’ HUGE.”

“Get ready SeTina, Mace is the place, until I cum on your face.”

“YESSSSSSSSSSSS! I want it all. Every inch, every drop. Don’t let me down.”

Knowing the bedroom surveillance camera to be active he intended to blow his aunt’s mind.

Mace Belmont hung like a horse, of course, of course.

3:55 PM at Horton-Dexter High School...

Interrupted briefly by adoring fans Piper could not focus on Mace until they stopped complimenting her on her bombshell body and how insane she was in her lunchtime heroics. With so many students having seen her use Bodzilla in the gym, or doing handstands outdoors, her nudity prevalent due to a loose skirt, everybody had a fan person moment. Voyeurs capturing visuals of she getting her toenails painted in Jock nut went over fabulously. Cheerleaders licking her toes of its succulence might have aroused a few grimaces but to most it was the pump of a fist gesture saying, “FUCK YEAH!”

The gymnasium concert of Blue Oyster Cult’s classic Godzilla altered into chants of Bodzilla once started was epic. Carried from the bleachers where her dildo show began by Angus Furlong and his crew to the center of the gym, they left her on her own to destroy her cunt for nearly 200 sets of youthful eyes. Some even grew bold enough to help her out by handling Bodzilla in fucking her.

Job still intact, Principal Carl Manley didn’t bitch let alone fire her. Instead, he seemed to entice her into more, challenging her even by removing her suctioned toy from the desk she mounted it on and transplanted it directly in front of Roger Dundee’s classroom door. Nobody but Roger and Carl were aware of that part but Piper rode Bodzilla with tightened lips both on her face and her cunt. Trying not to scream in that moment she managed to cum in front of Roger without alerting his students. Piper was good at everything she did.

Once completed Carl dressed her in the doorway and let her do her own thing. Joining Roger at his desk, his dick drooling from secretly beating off to Piper in a way that his students could not see. Still out and rock hard she teased him further and found him greedily fingering her from behind while his students took a grueling science test. So much fun for both Roger and Miss Cherry.

To be frank, fun for the cameras recording their deeds. Those dark voyeurs behind the cameras fed compliments to Carl Manley, the faculty and students unaware of their devious activity. Reasons unknown but likely twisted perverts making money off of video sales. A porn version of Big Brother if you will. Just how far those deviants had spread their vile antics was undetermined. Very few knew outside of hired help, Carl unfortunately one of those. Money was good but even he had somewhat of a concern for humanity. Hands tied now that he had gotten involved, he simply had no choice but to cooperate and hope for the best.

Piper had slim suspicions of something amiss after she and Josie had witnessed things beyond the school. At Cumberland Park they like dozens of sunshine lovers bore witness to the local police department abusing young high school girls while they lay out sunbathing. What looked like strong arm tactics were actually welcomed, the girls easily proving they loved the torment of nightsticks shoved up their twats. Patrons acknowledging that this was common led Piper to ponder what she had gotten herself into by moving to Nashville. Her hyper sex drive however was willing to let it go. Add in videos shown to her on student cellphones promoting what other schools were getting away with, she chose to just see if she too could get away with whatever she wanted to. A dildo show in the gym, a crowd surfing masturbation, two of many deeds that should have gotten her fired or arrested but yet she was still here. Intriguing on her part.

“Okay partygoers Momma Cherry has to go. Paw me up tomorrow.” She told the six Juniors who had her cornered on the second-floor stairwell taking turns rubbing her bare bottom. Detainees filing past her going to detention saw her escapades and grinned. They knew they had an hour with her so many of them were resisting until they had her all to themselves. In smiling at them going by Piper knew that her 21 cum salutes were not going to happen during this detention. Unless she expanded her horizon. “I better dial my hormones back today. Freshmen I’m guessing. Seeing maybe, touching not so much. Dammit! I’m horny as fuck too. I know a couple of them had to be in the gym, I recognize that little brunette. A couple boys too. Stupid me! So much fun though!” With her detainees unable to get in due to chained up third story doors Piper hurried along with her purse over her shoulder.

“I’m coming! I’m coming!” Laughter over her rant she simply winked at her detainees. “Hold your... “ She saw boys grab their dicks through their jeans, girls even clutching boobs, some not their own even. “Yeah! Hold your hormones ... HORSES!” Grrr! She growled as they nodded with mesmerized glances amongst themselves. Lock and chains removed she opened the door and let the cattle in. “Take a seat people I’ll be there shortly.” Once the group filed in she tossed the chain inside then leaned on the wall across from the entry to call Mace.

Piper was getting pissy, having called her nephew multiple times before heading toward detention to no reply. After Mace’s last text of mischief, she worried that Rotten had lost his mind and destroyed her furniture or something. Running late to detention as it were then sidelined by her fans and more, she was behind schedule. Even a very brief freshening up in the restroom downstairs just in case her loyal fan club was ready to massage her again, maybe even themselves she needed to feel clean. Of course, that was moot knowing the boys had practice, but there were wrestlers and basketball Jocks too, so anything was possible until she saw so many younger students. Masturbating in her office earlier left the scent of sex on her. Dried cum on her toes from Darryl Priest outside didn’t help. Residue after the cheerleaders but hey. A restroom whores bath seemed needy.

Strolling with cell ringing she headed away from detention down the hall ignoring newcomers. After twenty rings she gave up. “I’ll try again later.” She lowers her cell and crosses her fingers, “I need me time. Please let this be another good day. I know freshmen or sophomores might ruin this but darn it they’ve seen me or at least heard about my stunts. I’ll weigh it out before getting stupid.” Sighing she ponders at the entry doors looking at the stairs for late stragglers. None in three minutes she closed the door. From there Piper struts in like a runway model and looks out over the students present getting a head count of twelve. Her heart sank. “Yep! Mostly freshmen. Wonderful! Girls even, so much for that my time.” Not a single baller was there. Looking at some boys she broke her silence, “Was there a practice this afternoon?” As if she didn’t know, conversation only.

“Yeah! Football practice to warm up for Marquette on Friday night.” A freshman boy named Arnold offered input.

“Right! I knew that.” She hid her disappointment, “Second day leading Detention ... does everyone know me?”

“Ohhhh yeah!” A boy chuckled, “Hubba! Hubba!”

“Awww! Thank you, Nameless Youth. Sorry, I’m still learning names myself.”

“I’m Miles. Miles Long.”

“Haha! Eddie Murphy. I’m older than you, so nice try.”

“His real name is Dennis Dinky.” A girl giggled. For a sophomore she certainly acted older by expressing a measurement of an inch between two hands. She then whispered, “Only needs one hand. His.” The whole batch of detainees laughed including the boy.

“Yeah? Well, her name is Tara Pitt. Sucks you into her gooey ass black hole and you never find your way back.”

“Ewww!” Other students offered grimaces. Piper just shook her head and took her seat at the desk. Worried about Mace and Rotten she tried texting again. Still nothing! Sighing she looked up at the students staring at her. Eyes darting from person to person without moving her head she sat up straight.

“What? Everyone need a bathroom break?”

“No. We’re just admiring your beauty, Miss Cherry.”

“Thank you, Nameless person number three.”

“Are you wearing panties?” A bold one spoke up without causing laughter, eyes bulged in worry over being bold too soon.

“That’s for me to know and you to only guess.” She replied with a wink. “Of course not!”

“See? I told you Miss Cherry was cool. Any other teacher would have started yelling at me.”

“Why? Think I’d send you to detention? You’re already here.” She smirked, “Thanks for thinking of me as cool. You’re Dirk Diggler’s friend, right?”

“Diggler? Ha! Megan’s boyfriend? I just hang with them, not really friends, but yeah that’s how you know me. I’m Jamie.”

“Nobody hangs as good as Dirk.” She laughed, referring to the character Mark Wahlberg played in the movie Boogie Nights, a movie about the porn industry. She had a hunch it would go over all their heads. She was right. “Alright guys, Detention is punishment so everyone just quiet down and keep your dirty thoughts to yourselves. So will I.” She concluded that she had no choice. This litter of students were far too young to be exposed to her insanity in such tight quarters unless they caught her unaware, then, obviously it was wrong. She just hoped that only the right groups were catching her. What else could she do other than just behave herself. “HAHAHAHAHAHA!” Not a chance. Her expression alluded to the laughter within her thoughts.

Ignoring them Piper returned to her cell and tried Mace one more time. Discouraged by no answer she did just what her nephew anticipated she might do. “Fuck me! I might as well use the cameras and see the damage. Maybe Mace is too busy cleaning up and punishing Rotten. God help me if Rotten ruined my place.”

Tapping into her cell’s avatar for the surveillance company she scans the living room. “Looks normal, couch is intact.” A swipe reveals the backyard exit to the pool and there was Rotten sitting pretty as you please outside looking in. “Timeout Buddy?” She pouted a bit. Front door hallway looked pristine. “Well, if my bedroom is in good shape, he must have trashed the upstairs where I don’t have cams.” A final swipe oversees her king size bed ... including two inhabitants. “OH, YOU MOTHERFUCKER!” She raised her voice then gnashed her teeth toward the students, “Sorry! My dog ... is being a pain at home.” She left it at that. So did they.