Nashville Pussy
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Episode 421: H2O
Erotica Sex Story: Episode 421: H2O - 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
Lafayette High School! Girl’s locker room! Fuck the football game!
“Stop being a big pussy, Perbert. Sable, you better step it up after Megan Love tried stealing your man.”
“Wait! What? It wasn’t like that. Fuck you, Dakota.”
“Rather fuck, Custer.”
Sable McKellen razzed him as she showered her beautiful body right in front of both Travis Herbert and handsome hog farmer Custer Martini. Assuming her sister Dakota’s identity she had her sissy’s personality traits down to a science. “Don’t you dare tell Angus if I do or I’ll punch you in the balls before you can fuck my sissy.”
Dakota fought her laughter and pulled Travis back, she had never seen her sister act this over the top. It was kind of awesome! Custer himself wanted to laugh but was still feeling guilty of betraying his own code even if his dick was harder than hell. It was Sable rubbing her ass up on him right in front of her dufus boyfriend and he not having a freaking clue that made him crazy enough to do this.
“I’m not worried about Meg.” Dakota aimed to outperform Sable in their identity switch. Soaping Trav’s back she patted him on the shoulder. “I know you couldn’t help it. Don’t you listen to Dakota.”
“Why do you keep looking at me? Look at your girlfriend.” Sable sneered then palmed her boyfriend’s face to nudge him away. Swatting her hand with a disgruntled look Perbert turned around to face Dakota. Kota in turn flared her eyes now that his five-inch erection had swept directly over her hip and into her pubic hair. While this was way too close, jumping back might alert Travis to her sister’s scheme. Trav demanded a hug and drug her right up to him, his penis curling up along her bikini area, balls touching her clitoral hood. “Please don’t vomit! Please don’t vomit!” Both sister’s thought the very same verse. Curse!
In hugging him back Kota flipped her sister and Custer off. Sable in response put her palms together as if pleading for Dakota not to blow this. A sneer back she palmed Trav’s scalp and held him to her chest. Why her nipples were bullets when she didn’t have a gun nagged her. It likely had to do with seeing Custer’s ten-inch monster. Very nice! She hated her sissy for not sharing!
With Trav’s back to her, Sable leaned into Custer and made certain his big cock was between her thigh gaps. Palming her soapy tits Custer kissed on her throat as it nestled into his neckline. No words for now, she simply wanted Custer to focus on her. Nipples teased and pinched she moaned softly and gyrated with his hips. The thigh gap penetration was rolling right through her labia and the crown’s crest striking her clit every single time.
“Hold up!” Trav broke away from Dakota and turned to face Sable. “Why are you wanting Custer all of a sudden? I thought you wanted Furlong to be your first.”
“I did! But I decided he doesn’t have to know. So shut your mouth, I’m busy. Go cuddle with Sissy.” She then tilted Custer in and kissed him passionately. Finding it hilarious Dakota let Travis watch rather than lure his attention back on her. With Custer’s right-hand roaming from Sable’s breast down over her flat tummy and into her thighs, his dick and fingertips fought over rubbing her clit. Trav was speechless and finding it hard not to watch and learn.
Dakota clearing her throat Travis immediately whipped around and pressed her up against the wall and started fondling her. Dakota was freaking out, but resisting was a big fat clue. Unless... “Wait for tomorrow, Mister. I want it bad too, but I am not doing it here like that shameless hoochie. You can hug and touch but no getting too frisky. I want our time together to be special.”
“How do you expect me to stand here and watch them and not want you, Sable?” The real Sable cooed at his words, Dakota pouted and mentally called her sister a bitch.
“You know what? Just to show you that I’m a good girlfriend; I’m going to let you watch them. Pick up some lessons you can use on me.”
“Really?”
She insisted, turning Travis back to face them. With so much friction between her legs Sable was palming Custer’s hand on her clit. Her fingers shaking, she let his throbbing cock brush his urethra up over them and adored the light impacts. So did Custer. “This is wrong, Sable.” Trav mumbled! But oh, so right she thought, her tongue down Custer’s throat in her whimpering lust. Dakota grinned at her sister going all out right in front of Travis. She knew she had a thing for doing stuff in front of him after the last few weeks but this was priceless.
“How can you not be upset that I’m watching Dakota like this?”
“I’ve busted you watching her with Angus. I had to drag you away from that.”
“I can’t help it ... it was ... I’m such a bad boyfriend.”
Custer in turn thought the same of himself. “And I’m a bad friend. Sorry, Trav!” Just not that sorry. Whatever Sable wanted of him, so did Custer. Toying with Travis was a terrible thing to do but he desired Sable way too badly.
“You are not a bad boyfriend.” Dakota pouted! “Can I confess something?” A nod as the water blinded him briefly, she continued. “I have troubles not looking too. I know it’s wrong, but I do. But I’m yours Trav. I want you to make tomorrow incredible.”
“You want to make it incredible too, right?”
“Sure!” Not convincing, she kissed his cheek swiftly to cover her misstep. He bought it.
“So, why did Custer sit with us on the bus?”
“No other seats silly. We made it work. I sat on your lap.”
“You sat on his too. Corey Samson’s even.”
“You know why I did that.” She acted hurt!
“My legs were asleep. Right! You did that to help me.”
“And I would do it again.” Hell yes, she would, every lap on the bus with a big dick. She again diverted his attention on Sable. Her sister was nudging Custer’s dick into dangerous territory, even Custer knew it. Sable wanted Custer way too badly and this was pushing her limits and his. Kiss broken Sable looked into Custer’s eyes and spoke the unthinkable.
“Put it in me.” Dakota dropped her jaw. No way!
“Dakota! Don’t be stupid. Angus is going to know you’re not a virgin anymore.”
“I’ve read up. A girl can lose her hymen just from riding a bicycle. I want Custer right here, right now. I’ll deal with Angus tomorrow.” No, the real Dakota would, then she realized that she wasn’t the one to lose her hymen tonight.
“Fine! Ruin it for, Angus.”
“We don’t have... “ Custer stopped the second Sable looked into his eyes and shared her need. “Are you sure, Kota? I don’t want Furlong punching me out over this.”
“He won’t know. WILL HE, PERBERT?”
“My lips are sealed.” He rolled his eyes. So were Sable’s for two more minutes. With her fingers encouraging him to her vulva the tip found its mark.
“You ready?” Custer huffed!
“Fuck the shit out of me, Custer.”
She grew dark then swallowed his tongue. It was on! One tight prolonged thrust he broke through the gates of heaven. Blood trickled warmly all around his thick beast. Screaming into his mouth Sable dug her nails into the arm he was using to squeeze her breast. A tight fit he began thrusting slowly.
The real Dakota dropped her jaw and held Travis with one arm around his neck, nipples parked along his back. Trav found it impossible not to watch each and every insertion. Custer even used his right hand to lift Sable’s leg up higher for a better visual. Blood could have been worse; she was coping far better than even she expected. Sure, it hurt, but the pain was easing its way toward pleasure all too rapidly. THANK GOD!
“Are you beating off?” Dakota felt Trav’s right arm moving and looked down at him knuckling his cock. Fear in his eyes that he had overstepped Dakota pouted again. “You have my permission. But you owe me, Mister.”
“You could help me.”
“Oh, no! I’m saving that for tomorrow.”
“You’ve given me hand jobs before.”
“I know but ... ugh, move your hand.”
Grumbling over her decision Dakota hissed at Sable and Custer, then reached around him. With unwilling curled fingers she took his dick in her hand and ventured to jerk the dumbass off. She knew she had to balance this out or he was going to suspect something. At least he wasn’t kissing her. Watching Custer as she performed the hand job, Kota pictured him instead of Travis. That was all she had.
“Keep watching!”
“I am. This is awesome that you’re letting me do this. I love you.”
“You better!”
The real Sable heard the admission and paused her kiss to look at Travis. That love was only mentioned toward her. She faltered briefly then came on Custer’s thriving cock for the first time ever. It was devastating, she convulsed so hard the strapping young lad had to hold her steady. The expression on her face erupted with emotion. The question was who that emotion was directed toward. Travis looked blissful as Dakota jerked him off, yet his eyes were looking directly at Sable.
“Don’t stop, Custer. Keep fucking me.”
His intention anyway Custer repositioned her and took Sable from behind, gathering up her long, wet, brown hair before nudging her body right up against Travis. Both of her hands ended up on Trav’s shoulders as support while he wailed almost viciously on her cunt and spanked her. Knowing marks were going to show up Dakota had to think fast.
“I want to be spanked. Paddle me, Travis.” She moved around to Trav’s side while reconfiguring her grip on his dick. Thrashing it from the side Travis swatted Dakota’s ass just as many times as Custer had pelted Sable. It became a competition between the boys. Custer chuckled at their swift reaction times.
“Hit that ass, Trav. Show her who’s boss.” That made Travis grin while Sable moved her hands from his shoulders to palm his face. Travis flared his eyes at her sudden move. The look of ecstasy in Sable’s eyes she began panting heavily.
“What are you doing, Dakota?” The real Dakota grew worried.
“Fucking with him.” Sable moaned! “You need to look right into Sissy’s eyes when you take her tomorrow buddy. Hold onto her for dear life, like I’m doing now.”
“He already knows that. You will, won’t you, Travis?”
“Yeeesssssss!”
Travis lost his nut, shooting violently and spitting threads of milky white cum right onto Sable’s tummy. Hearing his grunts, Custer lost his own nut right up inside Sable. Her first ever feel of a man’s liquid firepower within her, she screamed and dove into Trav’s embrace. Holding him tightly Dakota stood up and looked at Trav with an excuse me expression. Custer could not stop. Three more straining snarls Travis shot into her again and again. Hand wet from Trav’s nut Kota wiped it off on Sable’s back, the waterfall of the shower rinsing it away.
“Uh? Sissy? You can let my boyfriend go anytime now.”
Sable clung on even as Custer resumed thrusting. He and the true Dakota looked at one another with concern. Travis was in complete shock over this sudden leap at him. Dakota was praying she didn’t kiss Trav in her emotional collapse. Nope! Sable did however plant her forehead into his and growled a new command.
“Again, Custer! Again!”
Puckering his lower lip Custer gripped her hips and destroyed Sable even as she insisted that Travis look her in the eye the entire assault. The hard thrusts pushed Sable Marie right up into Trav. With his arms flailing not knowing where to put his hands he still thought this to be Dakota. The more bewildered Trav looked the harder Custer fucked Sable. Twisted for certain, but Custer just couldn’t rationalize the word stop.
“This is how you treat, Sissy. Got me, Perbert?” Sable snapped, exhaling hard into his face. “Oh, fuck! I’m going to cum again.” WHAM! Sable turned beet red and rode out her orgasm without blinking. Travis Donald Herbert felt faint from the stress.
“Don’t traumatize Travis like this Dakota. He won’t be able to even touch me tomorrow.”
“YES, I WILL!” Travis nutted another round over Sable’s up-close belly. Closing the gap at Custer’s nudge Sable and Travis were pressing their bodies tightly up against one another, nipples stabbing his scrawny pecs. Kota at his back was a double whammy, nipples touching him from front and behind. Yes! Hell, YES!
“You need to stop this! You’re scaring me, Dakota.”
“I’m just making sure Perbert understands I’m watching his every move.” Sable went dark then leaned into whisper. “I bet you’re fantasizing about me more than Sable, aren’t you? I know you do when you’re watching me with Angus. When he’s licking my asshole. Rubbing his huge cock all up on me ... mmm ... now that I know what this is really like I’m going to fuck Angus in the hallway ... who knows ... I might act like I’m Sable just to piss you off. OH, ANGUS ... FUCK ME HARDER THAN TRAVIS DOES. MAKE HIM BOOHOO.” Oh, she did not go there! Bitch!
The facial expression she revealed to him was pathetic. Even she realized she had gone too far. Yet, once in Dakota mode she had to keep her cruelty level dramatic. A smug look from Dakota toward her sister she nearly gave her a thumbs up for perfection. An outburst ruined that for the better.
“NO! LET ME GO, DAKOTA! I LOVE SABLE!”
Pushing away, Sable grabbed her sister and yanked her around in front of her, between she and Travis. Eyes bulging Travis took the bait and stormed Dakota, thinking her Sable and kissed her neck so hard that Dakota found herself squealing under stress, yet melting. Her hormones were off the charts just watching her crazy ass baby sister. She really hoped Angus gave her every ounce of what Custer was offering. If not, she might be looking up Custer herself.
Sable was rolling her eyes back one second, staring at Travis demonically the next. Dakota was getting mad but at the same time feeling a tad too good. Perbert’s thigh gap slip and slide routine under the showers cascade was reminiscent of every guy she had let do this. Ted, Mace, Angus, others but rare ... then ... daddy. Magic word daddy, Dakota drifted into a mental visual and that was all she wrote. Gross or not, Perbert became Henry in her innermost fantasy. Yikes! Even more in her tight formation with Sable their chests were crushed into one another. Tormented further Custer slipped out of Sable’s vulva and shot forth between her gap and collided with Dakota’s clitoris. A few well-timed thrusts he competed with Travis without him even knowing. Fearful of realization Custer returned to Sable’s tight cunt. Welcome home Romeo!
The sudden fire in Travis pushed him over the edge and he put his weight into Dakota crushing her right back into Sable. As if double dipping, Travis located Dakota’s thighs and slid his five-inch erection, possibly larger now that his feral side was enlisted and got busy. Thrusting between her thighs Dakota whined heavily when Trav did the unexpected and kissed her full on the mouth. Kota in her feverish fantasy allowed it.
As an added shocker Custer removed his hands from Sable’s shoulders and had oddly relocated them to Dakota’s. The sisters were pinned tightly against one another, chest to chest, nipples dueling one another. Custer winked at Sable and just kept on thrusting.
Watching Dakota throwing passion at Travis made Sable hesitant in her yelps, so much so that Custer noticed. Deciphered as jealousy, Custer stopped thrusting altogether. The pause lured Sable back into him with eyes questioning as to why he stopped. Palming his face with one hand she made it very clear that he should keep going. Confused a bit he whispered, “Are you sure you want to? I can tell you’re gettin’ upset.”
“I’m not upset. It’s just weird that she’s acting so into Travis.” She responded then dove for his tongue to suck face. Custer gave up his temporary surrender and went right back in balls slapping her thighs. For a first timer she was accepting all ten inches as if she was her mother on a daily basis. Her hand went back to touching him, this was getting crazier by the moment. Peripheral research of Dakota and Trav, she monitored their continued kiss. Hands all over one another Custer wondered if maybe all of this had made Dakota want to lose her virginity too. Yes and no!
“Oh, daddy! I want you to take me. I refuse to open my eyes because I want you to surprise me. Please, daddy! Pleeeease!”
Travis had never witnessed Sable so sensuous; it was as if she had changed her mind suddenly. His thoughts led him to open his own eyes and see Dakota ... the other Dakota, giving up her kiss and leaning over her sister’s shoulder and Custer’s hands. Now Sable was holding Trav’s shoulders in a crazy game of vertical Twister. What was going on? It was like Dakota wanted him as much as Custer. It certainly boosted Trav’s thrusting power, his head poking in and out between Dakota’s thighs and brushing up on Sable. He knew it too, the blunt impacts felt incredible.
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