Nashville Pussy
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Episode 440: CALLGIRL
Erotica Sex Story: Episode 440: CALLGIRL - 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
7:45 AM!
“SERIOUSLY!”
Piper Cherry heard her alarm clock beeping even though her dog Rotten beat the tune with wet kisses to her face. Not only that but his leash was lying on her chest. It could not be more obvious that big boy needed to use the yard. From face to shoulder to titties his drool forced her to wake up and smell the poses. No roses! Yes, Rotten had gas to top it all off.
“Jesus! What did Mace feed you last night. Get off of me before I spray perfume all over you. Hey! MY TITS! Stop licking!” Ugh! Stop sleeping in the nude bitch!
Rolling over and pushing him away she swatted her alarm clock off then collapsed back into her cozy king. Mattress that is! Leash brushed aside she stared at the ceiling. “I really need to learn to sleep more. The last week has been insane. As crazy as it all was I don’t think I’ve ever been happier. Love the job! Love the people! Love Nashville! It sure beats Atlanta and the hell I endured there.
“Between Davon’s murder trial, the Atlanta Falcons letting me go due to the scandal, and dealing with my dad the Senator the heartache was just too much. I really do need to call the prison and check on Davon. Our marriage might be over but that doesn’t mean I never loved the guy. That murder was ... business. I really don’t believe Davon could nor would have taken a life if there wasn’t more to it. Not that I condone murder, I don’t. He would never tell any judge the full truth which got him convicted. That will always bother me.”
Not to be ignored Rotten jumped back over her and began licking her belly. Lost in thought she didn’t immediately punish the pooch. “At least dad did his best to help Davon even if it reflected badly on his career. Shit! I need to call mom and dad, their wedding anniversary is next week. Hell, Davon’s birthday is the week after. He deserves at least a call and a birthday card. Of course, I’m willing to bet he’s getting love letters from psycho bitches saying they want to have his baby. Thank God, we never had kids; that would have been tough. As much as I fuck without protection I really should be more careful or I could get knocked up. I ... HEY! MY PUSSY! DAMMIT, ROTTEN!” Not that his tongue didn’t feel good, just wrong! Legs up, bare feet shoved the 200 pound pup off of her.
“Give me a minute. Go wake up Mace and toss your leash on his pecker.” Nope! Puppy wanted mommy to walk him. “I guess you are my kid. Davon did give you to me. Ugh! Let mommy up so I can find a robe. I can’t go out looking like a streaker with Henry’s parents here. That would not be a good first impression. Anyone else? Wouldn’t care!”
Groaning she rolled out, Rotten following her as if nose nudging her to hurry. “Get that snout out of my butt crack. I swear you have got to be hanging out with Perbert way too much.” She immediately felt bad for mocking the boy after all he had endured last night at the football game.
“I wonder how Travis is doing after that hijacking with Megan Love. As insane as that was, it was pretty funny. I feel for the kids but I’m pretty certain Meg had the time of her life being duct taped to Travis. Sable even took his losing his virginity to Meg better than I imagined. I ... what am I saying, she was all over Custer Martini last night.”
Smirking she recalled that hillbilly cock for herself. “I can’t blame her. That boy knows how to use his pig sticker.” Custer’s family owned a pig farm. “SQUEEEEEAL! That’s all between them. Sable and Travis won’t last. I even told Custer to be patient. Why she keeps Travis is beyond me. Trav and Meg are better suited for one another.”
From her closet she found the longest robe she owned which drifted to nearly her knees. The fabric was cotton so no potential for transparency. A hoodie on it for added warmth she appeared rather cute. For once she looked normal. Tying the sash tightly she found slippers and put them on her feet. Returning to her bed she found Rotten holding his leash between his teeth.
“Don’t eat that leash.”
Taking it from his mouth she frowned over the saliva. “Brush your teeth.” A quick primp in the mirror to be certain her hair wasn’t Bedusa she clasped the hook to Rotten’s collar. “Let’s go potty.” She suddenly realized that even she should have done that. Holding it for now she did grab her cellphone from her bedside stand just in case.
At the staircase to the second floor Piper looked up. “Huh! No snoring! Mace must have gotten up and left.” Shrugging she walked to the front door and opened it. After being blinded by the morning sun she realized Mace’s truck was in the driveway. “Did Junior go jogging? No, he would have taken Rotten with him. Huh! Oh, well! I’m sure he had a good reason. Let’s go Roameo. Shit! I forgot a baggy again in case he drops a landmine.” Too late now!
Rotten tugged her out into the grass and began sniffing. While he did she eyed the McKellen’s RV next door. Seeing their cat Sheba in his pull out cage on the back of the behemoth she gnashed her teeth. “Please don’t see the pussy.” Rotten was a tad busy at the moment. Whizzz! So far so good!
With the RV blocking her sight up the street she was pleasantly surprised when a car rolled around the recreational vehicle. Seeing Piper the driver slowed down and pulled over behind her driveway.
“Morning beautiful!”
“KDAN! Car dealer of my dreams.” She grinned! “Sit tight, he’s almost done watering my grass. I don’t want to speak too loud in case there are ears listening.”
He chuckled! A few seconds later Piper led Rotten down her driveway and up to Kieron’s door. Leaning in she opened her robe enough to plant her perfect breasts right in his face.
“Kiss me good morning.” She razzed him. With zero stress Mister Daniel’s inhaled her breasts and kissed both nipples. “There I made your day.”
“You always do. I have the location of your hot air balloon guy, so I’ll have those cars delivered to his vicinity. I hired some last minute help late last night to build easy open walls around those electric cars so they appear gift wrapped. Lightweight material! I’ll let your nephew tear those down after the party and haul them away in his truck there. Bows and ribbons even.”
“That was sweet of you. My schedule is hectic for a week or so, I was invited to go on a poker run with some bikers. After that I’ll make sure I help you with promoting your lot in my bikini, or less. I’ll recruit Josie too. Maybe my pep squad if I sucker them. After last night they owe me big.”
“Oh, yeah?”
“Look us up on Disgracebook. The football game got pretty insane. Don’t ask how we get away with it just be glad we do.” Luckily, Watchtower allowed Kieron access to Disgracebook. Only those citizens who were prone to certain perversions and the ability to approve of the risqué deeds going on in Nashville were gifted with the site. Beyond Nashville the website did NOT exist.
“Wow! I’ll look it up when I hit the office. Need anything else from me before I head out?”
“No! The electrician I hired should be here at the McKellen’s to set up chargers for their cars around 1:00. I just need someone to be here when he shows to see that it gets done.” Looking down the sidewalk she spotted a good possibility. “And there might be my recruit.”
Looking in his rearview mirror Kieron noticed his neighbor Darren Pope and his wife Lindsey in their driveway. It appeared as if Lindsey was getting ready to leave Darren home again with her sister’s dog Ballpark. “Darren? Yeah, he would help out. He barely leaves his house.”
“Let me catch him before he goes indoors. I ... oh, now you take a shit.” Rotten dropped a load in the grass by the curb. “Dammit! I don’t have anything to pick up his poo.”
“KDAN to the rescue!”
Kieron reached to his floorboard where he had paper floor mats for new and used cars. Last night he had driven home one of his newer vehicles so it was fitted for messy feet. “Just let people know my car lot is the shit.” He laughed! “Emphasize that right or it might look bad.”
“I have your back like you had my front.” She winked and claimed the promotional pad from him. Laying it out over the dog pile she lightly stepped on it to mash it into the paper hoping it would hold the paper from blowing away. “I’ll swing back for that after I talk with Darren. I appreciate you Kieron. I’ll be in touch about my Corvette.”
“Cherry for a Cherry!”
“Always on top. Unless I’m forced off.” She winked! “Come on Rotten, lets say hi to the neighbors.” With a toot of his horn Kieron left the housing division. Off to hear about his assistant manager’s night with Mimi Alexander. Small world!
Passing by the RV, Sheba hissed at Rotten. Before he could even bark back Piper yanked his leash into following her rather than bicker. At her car Lindsey Pope saw Piper in her bathrobe, her chest ready to fall out and dropped her jaw. Darren tracing her observation bulged his eyes and clenched his teeth. He was afraid to look at Piper, choosing instead to lead Ballpark out into their own grass. Lindsey skipped getting into her car until she found Piper waving.
“Hey neighbors! You must be Darren’s wife.” Darren had failed to mention meeting Piper. This made Lindsey look at her husband with a sneer.
“Oh, hey! I forgot to tell you I met Piper here. She lives in the house opposite the McKellen’s.” He had no choice but to break the ice. GLACIER!
“Sorry for my lack of clothes, my dog didn’t give me time to get dressed.” Piper did tug at her cleavage to hide as much as possible. “I’m Piper Cherry, it’s a pleasure to meet you.”
“Lindsey!” The wife mumbled! “Can we help you?”
“Actually, I was hoping to steal Darren for maybe two hours today.”
“Excuse me? You better stay away from my man.”
“Hold up! It’s not like that. I’m throwing a big birthday bash for the McKellen twins and Travis Herbert. They don’t know it yet but we’re moving the party from my house to Comstock Park. I have hot air balloon rides and more arranged. I bought the girls electric cars and I’m having an electrician coming by around 1:00 to up the voltage in Henry and Josie’s garage to support the cars. Henry doesn’t even know it yet. I just need someone to keep an eye on the electrician seeing as nobody will be home. I’d be more than happy to pay Darren for his effort.”
“How much?” Lindsey narrowed her eyes with suspicion.
“$200?”
“He’s busy.”
“$500?”
“You don’t have to...”
“SHUT UP, DARREN!” Momma was fierce! “He can do it for $600.” Darren just rolled his eyes, he knew he wouldn’t see a dime of it. Lindsey would use it all on her trip. “I’ll put the money in the bank on my way out of town.”
“Let me go write a check. I don’t have that much in cash.”
“I’ll wait.” Lindsey was a cold one. “Go get your checkbook.”
“I ... hold up.” Looking down the block she noticed her nephew Mace and the MMA fighter Daphne Dillman on their way. “There’s my nephew Mace. I’ll have him take Rotten and bring back my checkbook.” Waving vividly, Piper’s robe fanned wide and both breasts offered hints of areola. Luckily, only Darren saw them, Lindsey had turned to see Mace for herself. Whistling loudly to get his attention Mace perked up. Leaving Daphne he sprinted the rest of the way.
“Morning!”
“I wondered where you disappeared to. Take Rotten inside then go to my purse in my bedroom and bring me my checkbook and a pen.”
“Got it! Hey, Darren!” Again, Lindsey looked at her husband. Not once had Darren brought up the new neighbors. Claiming the leash Mace coaxed Rotten into following him home. Only Sheba hissing again slowed them down.
“We will be having a discussion when I get home Darren.”
“Will you stop! So, I neglected to mention the neighbors. I’m not perfect.”
“Is there a problem?” Piper closed her robe for security. “This is all just innocent necessity ... Lindsey, was it?”
“Yes!”
“She’s insecure! I look at any woman she thinks I’m cheating on her.” Piper could see why. The woman was almost 400 pounds and nothing to look at.
“That is NOT true.”
“Bullshit! Sorry, Piper!”
“Hey, Blondie!” Interrupted by Daphne reaching them Piper smiled brightly.
“Morning MMA! I hear you have a match tonight.”
“I do. Fingers crossed I win. Haymaker Hilda is one tough bitch. She nearly knocked out my sister Fiona.” A tug to her leash kept her dog Achilles from sniffing Ballpark’s behind. The wiener dog was whining as it was. “Hi! I’m Daphne. I live four blocks over.” Now Lindsey was looking at Darren, Daphne was just as gorgeous as Piper in her sports bra and booty shorts. Darren just whistled a tune to himself.
“I’ll have to come see your next match. Tonight is too hectic or I would support you from the stands.”
“Thanks! Mace swears he is going to show.”
“I’ll cut him loose in time. I was just made aware of a project I’ll need his help on. Travis can help him get done faster.”