Nashville Pussy
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Episode 446: BULLova
Erotica Sex Story: Episode 446: BULLova - 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
Nashville’s Centre Court Mall! 10:00 AM sharp! Even if a certain pocket watch said differently.
Sitting in the parking lot before the doors opened for the day Kelly Herbert and her demented escort Knox Hardecker tried to get along. Tension was always high around her neighbor due to his use and abuse of her body. While she worshipped sex in nymphomaniacal amounts it did invite worry when it came to her slave relationship with her master Dominic Black. He had no idea that she was following Hardecker’s commands the last week or so. Forbidden too she fell prey to the young man’s devious plans.
The threat of Dom learning of her deceit and defying a direct order not to fuck Knox would end her free ride. Dominic literally paid all of her bills and refused to let her work any 9 to 5 job. His other orders she concluded were obedient to a fault so that was in her favor. After all she was indeed fucking any man that desired her and let her know. Even if it was instigated by Knox. Staring out the window she sighed, for today she would devote to her son. She had a lot of guilt to make up for. Even sitting topless at the moment, her dress lured to her waist thanks to Knox ordering her to drive that way.
“So, you will take care of getting my late husband’s watch engraved. I will shop for another gift for Travis using the money you gave me. Do you have any suggestions that I can take seriously as to what kind of gift?”
“Actually, yeah! I overheard Sable McKellen talking when she dropped over to see him the other day. Balcony eavesdropping! She mentioned a camcorder.”
“Oh, yes! I did hear that idea. Lorelei Martini’s camera store is in this mall, I will stop by and see if she has any within your price range.”
“I can offer a little more cash, after all, you did earn it.”
“Thank you, Sir. Sir? May I ask you a question?”
“I guess.”
“Why are you suddenly being so nice?”
“Won’t last and you know it.”
“Are you perhaps feeling guilty for fucking me on top of Travis last night at the game?” She still did not know of Megan Love being taped to him. She was in bed when he got home and vice versa when she woke up this morning. Only Dominic knew thanks to Sable McKellen’s visit over the last twenty minutes.
“Not a chance! That was awesome. Admit it, you thought it was too.” Staring between them intense, Kelly finally smiled with a blush. “See! I knew you did. Just like when I had you blow him and teach him a few things.”
“Yes! It was unsettling, but I did enjoy even that. A bad mother I may be, it was fun to see him so, into even me.”
“That’s our Perbert! Let’s do this before you run out of time. I asked my friend Fiesta to make the engraving her top priority when she opens her booth. We can part ways at the front door and you can wait on my text. I’m going shopping for myself too.”
“As you say, Sir. Oh! I forgot to mention that I told my master about going to the game. I did not offer specifics like your involvement only that I enjoyed some students. I had to cover his shirt too. I mentioned it was sent up a flag pole and I could not get it back.”
“Alright! I told that Tucker guy to trash it. That solves that.” Eying his phone he wondered if he was being monitored. Learning of Watchtower in small increments had him on edge. He needed to be careful of everything he said going forward until he knew the full extent. Suspicion at the moment concerning his cell. For that matter, Kelly’s phone. Life was never going to be easy again.
“Let’s do this. Pull your dress up but leave one strap over your shoulder so it looks sexy.”
“Lead me, Sir!”
Abandoning her KIA, Kelly noticed the dents on her roof and pouted. Dominic had not noticed that yet. The day was young. Maybe she could come home and say it happened at the mall. Made sense as long as he didn’t insist on viewing any mall camera footage. “My life sucks.” Her last thought before following Knox into the mall was a change of heart. “I lie! I love my life.” Mom be crazy!
Hardecker ignored her until indoors, going in ahead of her without any gentlemanly offer to say, “Ladies first!” Not that she expected that. Dominic was the same way. It was always follow his lead ten paces behind. “Hand me the pocket watch.” Knox finally turned his attention on her. Digging into her purse she provided her husband’s final gift to his son. Knox claiming it looked it over again. Nodding, he gripped her by her chin. “Come when I text.”
“Wherever I am, I shall.”
“Come ... C O M E! Not ... yeah C U M too.” With a chuckle he took off walking. Kelly could not resist a smirk. Fanning herself at the ideas she headed deeper into the mall for Lorelei’s Visuals. Fingers were crossed that she was working today.
Knox noted a few stores he wanted to hit up on his way to Things Remembered. New boots for one. He had the crazy idea of steel tipped cowboy boots that he could also engrave with something tough. Maybe a belt buckle as long as it didn’t look goofy on him. He was hardly the country type but he liked fashionable badass as a trait. “Wonder if I could buy a pair of brass knuckles online and have those engraved.” With a chuckle he pressed on until reaching his destination.
“There’s Fiesta! Damn! She still looks fine as hell.” Sitting behind her store counter a gorgeous Latina wearing yellow spandex pants and a white tank top, no bra, was absorbed in her cellphone until any customers arrived. Cleavage selfies were popular with such nipple hard-on. Free the nip day! “Yo, Chica! Looking as sexy as ever. Have that nipple out for me?” That caught her imagination as her eyes lit up.
“Knoxy! You know it!”
Standing she hurried out of her captive confinement in her far too claustrophobic store booth. It was one of those in the center of the aisle outlets like an island. Reaching Knox she threw her arms around him and hugged him tightly. That nipple still out of hiding tickled his arm. Nice!
“Fuck you smell good.”
“It’s called Sinegade! A take on Renegade! A friend of mine sells it cheap and it has got some serious pheromone content.” Stepping back she looked right at his crotch. “See? Erect in under five seconds. That happens every time a guy gets a whiff.”
“Nice! They have that for men?”
“She does! Her brother wears it and I lose my clothes in those five seconds. Of course, he’s my current boyfriend, I kind of have to anyway. Julio sells it on the side for her.”
“Damn! And I was going to tap that sweet ass of yours while you engrave this watch.” He showed it to her.
“You still can. Julio and I are free spirits. He plays, I play!” She did turn and twerk her ass his way. “So, what am I engraving on this old time piece?” Removing a note on paper from his pants pocket he passed it off.
“On the back write Happy 18th Birthday Son from Dear old Dad.”
“And this second verse? I fucked Perbert’s Mommy! K.H. loves K. H.”
“Can you fit that message on the inside of the watch back?”
“You love yourself?”
“I laughed too once I wrote it down. I hadn’t even thought that she and I had the same initials. Her son is my arch nemesis. I hate that bastard, but I dig his mommy. Fuck her every chance we get.”
“I’m available for that kind of treatment.” She beguiled him! “This will take a while so as much as I adore you Knoxy you better let me work on it. Give me an hour maybe. I can text you when it’s done.”
“I’m putting my dick in that ass before I leave here today.” He ran his hand under her leggings and dug deep for her anal pucker. Squealing she let him dip within. Fuck the mall cameras or the people walking by. This was Watchtower territory. Enjoy!
“You better! I’m engraving this Bulova for free, I deserve something out of my efforts.”
“We need to hang out more. Drop by my crib sometime.”
“I can do that. Julio can wait in the car.” She giggled! “See you in an hour or so.”
“Peace!”
Taking his leave Knox prowled the mall checking out what few women were perusing the windows. This early it was more in line of old people walking for exercise than actual shoppers. Now, store personnel was a totally different thing. Many stores were greedy in hiring hot young women to promote sales. Victoria’s Secret definitely!
“Purple hair! She’s hot!”
Walking by he stopped just to stare her down. The girl waved at him until he patted his inseam. That drew her closer to the entrance out of intrigue. He had no intentions of going in there and looking queer. “What is it about girls with colored hair that makes me so hard. First that Lafayette coach Valor and now this purple penis eater. She’s looking mighty hungry.”
“Show me.” She reached the entry way and folded her arms over her chest. “If you’re going to boast about it I think you should provide proof that it’s worth my notice.”
“Cameras! You can feel for yourself.” He shared his bravado and stepped right up to her. “Wow! Purple contacts even.” He then noticed her nametag pinned to her also lavender dress. “Violet Pierce! You trademark this look?”
“It attracts attention!”
“Hired to model the underwear in this place?”
“As if I wear underwear. I haven’t owned any since I was maybe fourteen. Twenty-one now.”
“Same!” Bullshit! Just turned twenty! “Go ahead! Get a grip.” Puckering as if expectant of a kiss Violet lowered her left hand and palmed his tented bad boy. “Even better if you had those big beautiful lips wrapped around him.”
“Seven inches? Eight?”
“Eight! Fuck it! My dad’s a lawyer he can get me out of trouble.” Removing her hand he unzipped his jeans, dug in and fought to bring his penis out. “See! He’s honoring your name. Purple as hell, right now.” Passerby’s didn’t even bother to look their way. Violet like those walking by did not bother to look to see if they dared to. No blinking on her part she reached over and palmed his throbbing beast.
“Funny! My dad is a lawyer too. Who’s your dad?”
“Winslow Hardecker!”
“Wesley Pierce!”
“No shit! I’ve heard my dad mention his name. You going to jerk that?” Narrowing her eyes she did just that from the underside without even looking down at it. “They work at the same law firm.”
“I recall my father mentioning your dad’s name too. Does he work for ... the Watchers?”
“Watchers? Oh! Yeah! Sure does! So, you’re aware of them.”
“I am! Then you know I can do this without facing arrest or even losing my job.” Kneeling in front of him she maintained eye contact but flicked her tongue along his urethra. A second later she swallowed six of eight inches.
“Right! Same here!” He hoped! It had never occurred to him that his dad could be any part of what Principal Miles Tucker and others were involved in. It was likely his dad would withhold info to protect him if he was. Ego led her to believe Winslow was indeed connected. “You can do better than that. I can see it in your eyes.” A sneer up at him Violet did indeed swallow all eight inches and ventured to attempt part of his exposed scrotum. “That’s better! You know what you’re doing.” Gag reflex minimal she most certainly did.
“So, why are you working here when you can make more money elsewhere. Connections and all!” He was guessing! Bluffing was one of his best features.
A slow retreat on her part she removed his dick from her throat and kissed the tip. Swallowing her pent up saliva she stood up rather than continue. “I’ve made my point. You better zip up.”
“Why? We can’t get into trouble.” He left his penis wagging with arrogance. Smiling at him she sighed then attempted to stash his beast for him. Tucked inside she carefully zipped him up. “Pussy!”
“Oh, I have one of those.” She winked! “I can be much bolder but only when I want to. Not when someone demands it.” Shit! He hoped she might be more like Kelly Herbert.
“Hook up outside this joint sometime?”
“I’ll consider that. I know you’re not shopping for women’s lingerie. Why are you out and about?”
“Getting an old pocket watch engraved. Birthday present for my neighbor. My friend Fiesta works at Things Remembered. Free to me.”
“I know her. She made this for me.” She turned her choker around on her neck. On the flipside was a silver heart with an engraving that she showed off. “You can read, right?”
“Don’t Fuck With Me!”
“Unless I allow it. Which I did. I’m not always so nice. I can be a conniving, evil bitch.”
“Match made in Hell!” He grinned! “The shit I pull off is purely demonic.”
“You have my interest. Where did you go to school?”
“Horton-Dexter! You?”
“Filmore! I grew up on the wild side. Last I heard Horton-Dexter was lagging behind.” Squinting for a moment she sniffed his neckline. “Sinegade! Ah! Fiesta hugged you.”
“You wear that stuff?”
“I don’t need to wear corporate issued magnets. I’m desirable without it and can get whoever I want.”
“I can believe that. Explain corporate magnet!”
“Sinegade is a perfume provided by the bigwigs to stimulate men into sexual frenzies. I presume Fiesta got you started and you brought that handsome penis to me. I do not believe she knows of the Tower. Her man Julio however does, he markets the stuff for them to get it circulated into public.”
“Just like Renegade.”
“Menegade!”
“Right! My bad! Fiesta called it Renegade. Guess I don’t know everything.”
“I call it Menegade. That stuff makes me crazy. Just like Sinegade does to men. If you really want my attention you might wear some next time. It makes me ravenous.”
“I’ll be sure to buy some from Fiesta’s man. Can I get your number?” Hearing a ping on his cell he removed it from his rear pocket and looked at a text. The message read Violet Pierce accompanied by a number. Eying it while trying to avoid surprise he nodded. “Got it!” and put it away. Watchtower hackers saved her the time.
“Your number will be on my phone when I get back to the counter I suspect. Company perks!”
“Vicious! Let’s tear each other up sometime, Evil Bitch.”
“I leave teeth marks. You got off lucky today.”
“Fair enough! I can leave hand prints around your throat.”
“Never ruin my choker or I’ll cut you.”
“Then take it off and let’s stop beating around the bush.”
“We shall see. And concerning why I work here ... follow me.”
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