Nashville Pussy (Season 1)
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Episode 449: LIKE A GOOD NEIGHBOR
Erotica Sex Story: Episode 449: LIKE A GOOD NEIGHBOR - 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
9:00 AM! The new home of Jesse Manley and his girlfriend Tawny Martin. This included 38 year-old sex slave/ roommate Twyla Parris down in the basement on a cushion of multiple blankets her first night there.
Eyelids rising Jesse looked up at his ceiling fan spinning slowly offering a gentle breeze. A good night’s rest after the Horton-Dexter loss against the Lafayette Rhinos felt great. Lying there with his redheaded nuisance Tawny, he sighed. He loved the girl but after last night hammering her mother Mitzi both in her own home, then here while Tawny was at the game he felt a hint of guilt. Mitzi was sadly better than Tawny and Tawny was the craziest new generation whore in Nashville.
“Man, oh, man! I’ve sunken to an all-time low in seducing Mitzi. Tawny is going to be crushed and blame me for doing it when she was drunk or something. Her dad will shoot me. I just hope Mitzi follows my lead and keeps her mouth shut. Alcohol might ruin that possibility even if she has agreed to be my slave.
“Holy fuck! I have three slaves when even dad only had Twyla back in the day. I’m 20 fucking years old with three slaves that are old enough to be my mom. I’m not knocking it, I like older women. Jackie Vines is amazing, and I have her husband’s approval to dominate her. Twyla, I sort of inherited but took the initiative to obtain her. Mitzi was unexpected. Honestly, I shouldn’t have even brought up owning her when she’s married and mother to my girlfriend. If I survive all of this, I hope I can keep at least Tawny and Twyla. Tawny is accepting this lifestyle change and is working on calling me master.” Not easy! Hardly perfected!
“Even more I might have Kismet Spencer and Becca Moran on a leash too. Too soon to guarantee that but at least they seem interested. Tawny is going to freak when they show up here tonight. Luckily, the cheerleaders are helping Tawny pack and move in here later. After this weekend I can’t take any more days off or I’ll fuck up my first house payment in 90 days. I can’t lose my empire.” Realizing he needed to pee Jesse escaped his blankets without disturbing Tawny. A bathroom connected to his bedroom he ventured in and stood over the toilet. Let ‘er Rip!
“I have a long day too. The furniture delivery around two. I promised mom I’d drive by the Art Supply store and pick up a list of paint, brushes and new canvas for her and Nadine. Need to buy beer for the party tonight. Better yet I’ll have Bannon grab that. I’m not old enough to purchase it. Hold up! I had wine on Piper’s shopping list and got it no problem. How did I overlook that until now. Huh! Maybe I’ll drop by Piggly Wiggly and see what happens this time when it’s only for me. I just figured Bannon’s dad would grab it for him. Yeah, he can grab it and save me time. I can try it another day.”
Flushing he washed his hands and left the restroom. Staring at Tawny then down at his dick he was tempted to grab some morning snatch. Sleeping in the nude was awesome now that he had his own place. Instead, he walked around his upstairs exploring again. Planning if anything on what each room needed.
“Tawny’s room is a no-brainer. She does what she wants in here.” Facing the backyard he walked up to the window. “I need to invest in curtains, unless we live like Piper Cherry does.” He chuckled! “Tawny would be okay with that. Little Miss Exhibitionist!”
As he stared out over the swimming pool movement caught his eye. “What the heck? Someone is climbing over my privacy fence. Someone ... whoa! She’s hot! Is that one of the daughters Jackie mentioned when I asked about my neighbors?” A short haired brunette with an amazingly tight body threw herself over the fence then walked naked toward Jesse’s swimming pool. Without a care in the world she dove right in and began swimming laps.
“Wait! If I remember correctly the neighbors with the daughters in college lived to my left. This girl came from behind the fence. Daisy and Jeremy Quinlin I think lived back there.” Another Daisy, go figure! “Perfect time to introduce myself.” He laughed then hurried back to his bedroom for a pair of swimming trunks. “I could skinny dip with her but let’s just say hello first. She might panic and run.”
Heading downstairs he cut through the kitchen and out the French doors. Passing his hot tub gazebo he stepped out onto the concrete where he needed better patio furniture. Noted! Walking right up to the edge of his pool he stood there with arms folded as the bathing beauty tread water from below the surface.
“This should be priceless.”
After surfacing on his side the woman had her eyes closed as she ran fingers through her hair to evade chlorine. Opening her eyes she choked at seeing Jesse. “SHIT! Don’t scare me like that. Who are you?”
“The new owner of this place. You don’t live here.”
“No, I don’t! I didn’t know anyone bought the place yet.” Breasts covered she stared at him. “I apologize for trespassing.”
“Am I wrong or isn’t your name Daisy Quinlin?”
“Yes! How did you know?”
“Jackie Vines!” He nodded to his right. “She filled me in on you and Jeremy. Also about the Valentine’s to my left.”
“Right! I forgot Jackie had this listing. I drive by every day I should have noticed a sold sign. Forgive my ... skinny dipping. Can you turn around.”
“Nope! My property! I decide what I do. I’m not pissed at you. Enjoy the water. I’ll just enjoy you.” That had her shivering!
“You look awful young to be the owner. Do you live with your parents?”
“All mine!”
“You must be rich.”
“Not really! Just comfortable! Inheritance money early helped. My mom has cancer; she convinced my dad to help buy my home here. I had a healthy savings to add to it.”
“I see.”
“Mind if I join you?”
Jesse grew some balls and dropped his trunks then dove in to her left where it was deeper. Circling her underwater she twisted and turned to follow him. She was hardly panicking but was worried over his ability to drop his drawers so easily. Trembling he surfaced right in front of her less than two feet from bodily contact. A chesty 36C facing him he eyed her nipples as erect. Cool water maybe, that or she was aroused. It was too early to tell. “Jeremy ever join you over here?”
“When he’s home. He’s a truck driver.”
Ole’ Jeremy was out at CoUNTry BUMPkINS truck stop, currenting hammering a country singer. What the wife doesn’t know won’t hurt her. “He should be home in a few hours. Jeremy drives a tanker truck. Milk mostly!” Unknown to even Jeremy his latest haul back to Nashville was delivered to a new bottling factory. Where Watchtower had it laced with high-grade aphrodisiacs and sold on the shelf under the brand name Over the MOOn. Chocolate and strawberry flavors as well. Despicable bastards!
“Cool! Do you work or just a housewife?”
“Housewife currently. I was working as a receptionist, but the bank got the best of me. Before that I worked for State Farm Insurance. Not with Jake!” Her former bank job at First Federal went nude so she got out while she was ahead. “I miss it, but things were getting a little ... too risky.”
“Like swimming naked with a guy you don’t know?”
“Are you going to attack me?”
“No! Just saying! I’m carefree just like my girl and my slaves.”
“Slaves?” Her eyes lit up! “Come on now, how old are you?”
“Old enough to know how to lead.”
“Whatever! I’m 33 years old, you’re probably 18.”
“20! 21 in three months. Age means nothing. Besides, I’m not trying to coax you to the dark side.” He chuckled! “I have enough to contend with. I don’t need Jeremy beating down my door.”
“I doubt he would anyway. Jeremy and I are swingers. Don’t read into that.” She did look down at the water to see his dick in top form. “Well, even if I did believe you, Jackie would have warned me.”
“She didn’t warn you I bought the place.”
“True! It’s been a few weeks since I ran into her. We aren’t besties or anything.”
“She loves me.” He grinned, then looked down at his own periscope, then over at her slick as a baby’s bottom pussy. Already wet from pool water Daisy felt some tension but backed away wading.
“I bet she loved your money more. Well, Mister Master I need to head home before Jeremy gets here.” Hearing the French door open behind her Daisy turned to see a very naked blonde her own age or older come walking out. “Who is that?”
“FOXHOLE? Who am I?”
“My master. May I swim?”
“Get your sweet ass in here and meet our neighbor Daisy Q.” Lowering into the water Twyla Parris swam to his side and faced Daisy.
“Hello, Daisy. I’m Twyla but as you heard my master calls me Foxhole.” Daisy narrowed her eyes with doubt. This had to have been staged. “It’s nice to meet you.”
“Daisy cums here often. By the way, Mrs. Q, you’re welcome to skinny dip anytime you want. Just maybe introduce me to Jeremy so he doesn’t think the worst.”
“I’ll consider it.”
“Oh! I’m throwing a housewarming party tonight once my furniture gets delivered. If we get too loud out here just drop over and tell me. I might listen, might not. I like loud music.”
“I’m sure we’ll be fine.”
“If you and Jeremy want to drop over for a beer feel free.”
“Are you old enough to drink?”
“My house I do what I want. Right, Foxhole?” He reached out and drug her to him by her long blonde hair. In his embrace he kissed her then palmed her scalp. “Feeding time!” Submerged Twyla crouched and sucked Jesse’s dick with pride. Daisy bulged her eyes then shook her head.
“Okay!” While absorbing things they heard a garage door opening up next door. “Xander or Jackie must be leaving.”
“Probably X. Jackie runs every morning. She should be off work today. One way to find out.” Raising his voice, he yelled as loud as he could toward the wooden fence. “THAT YOU, XANDER?” Door fully opened and quiet a masculine voice replied.
“Sure is! How’s it going neighbor?”
“Enjoying the pool with Daisy Quinlin.”
“Is that a fact?”
Utilizing a wooden step ladder Xander Vines carefully climbed up to look over the fence. “Well, howdy, Daisy. You met our young entrepreneur.” Daisy covered her chest fearful of what Xander might think of her. “No need to be shy, Daisy. I won’t think badly of you. Is that my wife underwater?”
“Nope! It’s Twyla. I was going to ask you where Jackie was?”
“Off on her daily jog. Should be back any time now. That’s why I thought that might be her down under. Want me to send her over?”
“Tell her to leave the bathing suit at home.”
“Will do! I’ll call her on my way out. I need to run to the store. Tell the girls I said hello. Does Twyla need to come up for air?”
“Probably! Military she knows how to hold her breath.”
“Right! I recall those days. Enjoy the weather kids.” X took his leave! As soon as he got in his car and started it Twyla surfaced, took in a deep breath then went back down to finish her blowjob.
“This is unreal.” Daisy could not believe Xander was so cordial.
“Oh, it’s real.”
“There has to be more to this. Are you blackmailing Fox ... I mean Twyla?”
“Not even close! I just give her what she needs and she serves mine.”
“Yet, you said you had a girlfriend.”
“Speaking of the devil’s daughter, there she is now.” Another nod toward the house, out walked Tawny Martin rubbing her eyes against the morning glare. Shuffling in only her tennis shoes, a snug white t-shirt, and a thong she made it to poolside and held up Jesse’s phone.
“Fit for a King furniture.”
“Is it Kismet?”
“I think so. Uh! Hello.” Tawny smiled at Daisy.
“Daisy? Tawny! Tawny? Daisy! She lives behind us.”
“Cool!”
A simple wave at Daisy she realized Twyla was at his knees. No jealousy but she did fidget a bit. Daisy herself felt as awkward as ever yet gave up hiding her nudity. It was too obvious anyway and everyone here was naked like her. Guilt went out the window. “Want me to tell her you’ll call her back?”
“Give me three minutes.” Kicking her shoes off Tawny sat down with her feet in the water.
“Master will be with you shortly. He’s swimming and on the far side of the pool. Is this Kismet?”
“Yes, it is.”
On the other side of the phone Kismet Spencer stood at her desk at Fit for a King Furniture. She hadn’t planned on working today, having arranged Jesse’s delivery yesterday once he left. A sleepless night of recalling Jesse take her right there on a showroom bed during open hours had her hormones off the charts. Even this morning she was giddy.
“Are you Tawny? I think I heard your name just now.”
“That’s me! The redheaded step slave!” She aimed to make Jesse notice her loyalty. “I hear you will be coming to master’s party tonight.”
“He did invite me. Are you truly his slave? I hope I’m not intruding.” Nail biting was a bad habit.
“He has three. Are you going to be number four?”
“Uh! That might be out of my comfort zone.”
“Good friend it is. You are not intruding by the way. You can still hang with us.”
Daisy overhearing almost felt as if this were the beginnings of some cult. Glances back and forth between Jesse and Twyla then Tawny she considered that now might be the time to leave. Reaching the ladder Daisy climbed out and stood there for a moment as if stimulated to show off her body. She was never truly so nervous that panic would overwhelm her, she simply needed to adjust to the newcomers. A longtime swinger with her man Jeremy she learned to be comfortable in her own sin. Skin as well! Still, their relaxed manner in calling this young man master was troubling.
“I’d like that. I don’t really have many friends who I have kept up with since high school. Jesse was really cool.”
“So, is Sister Foxhole!”
Now that identification felt cult. Daisy shook her head wondering what she swam head on into. Jesse nutting into Twyla’s exhausted mouth with a snarling vengeance let out a “YES! THAT’S MY NAVY SEAL OF APPROVAL!”
Rising up from her watery slave-- grave, Twyla Parris threw her arms around Jesse and kissed him, sharing his milky nut. Daisy knew that was the case. Halting Twyla, Jesse twirled her around. “Share it with Tawny.” closing her mouth Twyla transported what was left over to Tawny. Moving between Tawny’s legs she lured the ginger in for a kiss. Gift offered! Gift accepted! Daisy was almost swooning.
Joining them to claim his phone Jesse palmed Twyla’s head and encouraged her to lower and dine upon Tawny’s pussy, thong tugged aside. Without resistance the bombshell blonde devoured Miss Martin with grace and devotion. Daisy was again swooning, almost tempted to touch herself. Not yet! Ready to retreat she noticed a newcomer walking in from the house. To her surprise as much as the visitor Daisy dropped her jaw.
“Jackie?” Naked and blushing upon seeing Daisy, Jackie held her breath and walked over to greet Daisy while Jesse was busy.
“Hello stranger! What brings you to Manley House.”
“Manley? I see a boy.”
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