Episode 71: PITY PARTY

“FUCK ME! FUCK ME! FUCK ME!”

This time around her verses were not conceived of any nervous instrument of mental relief. Piper Cherry was out of her mind and craving her taker, neighbor, and best friends husband Henry McKellen. While telling herself, and his wife Josie that she was going to put a lengthy space between sexual encounters with Henry, this was not by her design. Henry had just marched right into her home and went in for the kill. Bloody murder at least on her part. She could not stop screaming her lungs out at just how bestial Henry was at the moment. Something she sorely needed. No amount of sex was enough these days.

After a rather erotic day at school between wood shop dancing, showering in the girl’s locker room while giving BJ counselling, sex with Roger Dundee not only in his classroom, but in the school yard, followed by detention boys cuffing her and abusing her body, a side street masturbation, and a follow up second shower at a local car wash she should have been more than satisfied. NOPE! She was glad that Henry joined her, if not him she might have done the unthinkable with her nephew Mace. Something she was resisting with all of her might. Her nephew’s own sexual exploits messing with her mind, watching him over her home security cameras via cellphone, her own cheerleaders skipping school just to tackle her sister’s son for their own mischief. He was certainly talented in his big boy rants.

Henry saved her soul tonight showing up unexpectedly like some greedy land baron wanting her every acre of flesh as if it were the last thing in his world to conquer. She was hardly giving up property rights, but he was welcome to share certain boundaries. Cross that line Mister McKellen. Cross it a million more times! DO IT DO IT DO IT!

“Shit! Shit! Shit! Henry? Dear God!” She could not get much past those exclamations for his overpowering persona. What had consumed this man? Some ravaging demon from hell had possessed him into a sexual masterpiece suddenly, tossing her about between heartbeats so fast she could barely catch any semblance of a second wind. Even her dog keeping his distance worried she might be in trouble, grumbling in uncertain huffs without actually any aggressive barking. Perhaps the dog sensed Henry as no real threat even with his owner crying out like an agonizing banshee.

Outside of Piper’s bedroom her nephew Mace was pacing about the hallway at witnessing their intimate warzone. He was blown away by Henry himself being older, with a stamina that almost rivaled Mace himself. Seeing them on the wall security monitor and just hearing his aunt’s excessive howling made him crazy. He often wondered what his aunt was truly like sexually, his only times seeing her naked with another being a woman, Henry’s wife Josie. However, those were just awkward positions caught at the end of any actual sexually encouraged antics. Now he was seeing, hearing his aunt offering him the best porno ever. Right on the other side of a wall, so very close that it tormented his soul.

Twenty minutes now Mace looked at a clock on the wall calculating just how long they had been going at it. Even Mace himself was offering his own ramble of “Fuck Me!” He had heard his aunt say that term so often it was rubbing off. Even he was curious as to why Henry just waltzed right into their home like a defiant intruder with special privileges. He just could not stop watching the hall monitor.

Piper was now on her knees panting, with Henry’s hand on the back of her neck. Ramming her face into the mattress muffled Piper at the moment, he tore her sloshy cunt up. Henry rearing up with pride for a majestic pose of sweat and gnashing teeth, seemed lost in thought, eyelids sealed as if picturing something in his mind. Fantasy world more like! Something or someone had created this savage beast. Mace concluded that he must be missing his wife. He couldn’t blame him, Mace himself craved his ole’ lady Josie, crossing his fingers for some future chance at her. He knew his aunt had forbidden her from bedding Mace down, and so far, she had honored her promise. Mace had it in his head that her promise was moot. Someday he would nail the sexy hot MILF. Heck, even her twin daughters were a fanciful illusion at times when he was home alone and bored. If he only knew that one of those daughter’s had created the monster attacking his aunt.

“FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCCK MEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!” The shrillest scream yet made Mace reach under his swimming trunks and rub his cock. Drawn back to the monitor he witnessed Piper on her back facing her camera on the ceiling. In a twist of fate Henry had positioned her just as Mace had Tina Wiles two days ago. Drilling Piper while standing over her, Mace could fully witness every lengthy plunge of Henry’s big dick, pulling out in a splatter of juices before slamming back in like an oil well producing liquid gold.

“Hey! That’s my trademark move.” Mace grits his teeth hissing, “He’s stealing my thunder.” The storm raged on without him.

“Thanks Kelly.” Sable McKellen accepted a glass of lemonade as her son Travis twirled on a bar stool like a kid. He was happy that Sable had finally dropped over into his turf and had their first real sexual encounter without penetration. Kelly having come home from Dominic Black’s trailer had busted them, but she kept her concern to herself. Instead, she aimed to make the young lovers relaxed. Having gotten dressed and relocated downstairs Sable was back to blushing over being caught. Still, rather than run out she opted to explore Kelly’s reaction further. Travis himself was giddy but knew he would win over his mother considering what she put him through by serving Dominic. Sable leaning on the island bar smiling flirtatiously at Travis made him even more ecstatic. Add in her butt cheeks peering out from under her jean shorts he was in heaven. Shorts only recently put back on. He missed the big picture.

Kelly herself was wearing less than Sable technically, she had on a micro bikini from sunbathing earlier in her front yard which she wore to Dom’s. Luckily, she was not interrupted by her neighboring annoyance Knox Hardecker, even though seeing the boy come and go looking sad. At least he didn’t slip into her yard and pull the “Your Master says you have to do what a man wants.” If he had, she would have obeyed and gargled after her third shower. While she might not always agree with her master, she would never defy him. It was in her DNA, which translated to Do Not Anger.

“Ready to go back to school?” Sable found conversation minimal as the boy just couldn’t stop staring at her. It was all she had under the conditions.

“I guess. I just want to be close to you.” He replied.

“Awwww! He’s sucking up.” Sable giggled winking at Kelly.

“He does that to me when he wants money.”

“What if the money is to buy Sable flowers or something?” He joked.

“NO plucking flowers out of my garden and keeping the money for junk food.” Kelly frowned with a stern point. She could get away with her actions with her son. No other men, however.

“I’ve never gotten flowers before. Don’t do it though, I’m not really into flowers.” She confided with a scowl.

“Promise ring, then?” He chuckled.

“Nooooo! It’s too soon.” She glared at her ring finger picturing it. It made her tense. Too much too soon in her mind, “Just like me for now.” And keep licking me, she finished that thought.

“No prob.” He reached over the countertop to hold her hand, it made Kelly melt. Thankfully, Sable welcomed it, her earlier words concerning her that she might not like her son as much as he desired, or that she had told him in bed. Sable did like Trav a lot, but it confused her having to picture so many other boys to enjoy herself. Kelly sensed that confusion but remained mum. No matter what, a mother always knew to protect her cub. If needed!

As the three mingled over school and the risks of going back after his hijacked humiliation, Trav just let on he was tough, that they wouldn’t catch him off guard again. For his sake the ladies hoped it was true. While pondering it all Kelly got a call over her cell and noted it as Dominic Black. Eyes smiling, but expression tense she started to step away to answer it when she heard the doorbell. Cell rings stopping she concluded Dom was just outside and the call was a two-minute warning. Sighing she looks at Travis and appeals to his thoughts. “It’s Dominic. Please restrain yourself.”

“Why? He didn’t give you enough at his trailer?”

“He was at work Travis. I just cleaned house. Stop it!”

“He’s only here so he can restrain you in your bedroom. I still don’t like that mother ... that fucker.” Too close for comfort because it was true. He was fucking his mother. Pointing at him to behave Kelly went to her door and opened it. Shock found her giant Master grinning through the glass, looking at the busted area from last week and nodding his approval of a job well done in fixing it. It was thoughtful of him to have a friend come repair it and leaving her cash to pay the man. Honorable even under authority was a good trait.

As Dominic stood up straight, he brought a second surprise around to share with her loyal gaze. Speaking of flowers, there stood a not so always gentle giant holding a dozen red roses. Smiling brightly, she opened the storm door and accepted his gift which included a kneel before him first.

“Get your ass up. Just a social call. You did get some sun before cleanin’ my crib, didn’t ya. Good job!” He notes her amazing body in her blue and green bikini. As she rises, she smells her roses and awaits any further commands. Stepping inside Dom ushered the roses into her hand held at arm’s length, then picks her body up in one mighty arm to kiss her. She melted within his grasp losing her grip on the roses letting them fall to the floor to enable her to caress his cheek. Love lost! Lust regained!

Moving from the kitchen area to spy on them better Sable and Travis admire their moment of peace. Travis grumbled regardless and stepped in. Worried he might do something stupid Sable tried to grab his arm, but he pulled from her attempted grasp and marched right over to the making out couple. Instead of bitching or interfering in their intimacy Travis bent down and snatched up the red roses and twirled in step handing them to Sable with his own set of puckered lips. Giggling, she took the roses and kissed him right in front of the adults. It took her breath away. It was fun roleplaying as Dom and Kelly. Too bad the weakling couldn’t pick her up as easily. For a brief moment Sable pictured Dom lifting her like Kelly. Oh, yes! That felt incredible in her fantasy. Trav at least reaped the benefits of her passionate kiss.

Breaking their own emotional moment Dom lowered Kelly and held her to his side watching the teens play Romeo and Juliet. Kelly peered up at Dom smiling at his newfound attitude, maybe there was hope in him after all. He was looking uncomfortable over his roses being given away but bit his tongue, his own growl enough to let Kelly know he was agitated. A pat to his tight six pack abs he calmed his snarl. He was no Henry McKellen in the sensitivity book. This was as much passion as he had in him just to bring roses. Thorns included!

Kelly asked permission with her eyes to abandon her master’s side, Dom releasing his hand from her hip in a glimmer of understanding. Taking a step toward them Kelly gently claimed the flowers from Sable before she too dropped them to the floor. Plucking a single rose out of the dozen Kelly carefully puts it back into Sable’s hand, not once did the teenagers break their kiss. One rose was sufficient. Smiling at their cute union Kelly winked at Dominic and motioned that she was going to put the flowers in a vase of water.

Dominic feeling awkward notes Sable open one eye to catch him staring at them, seeing her merely wink then seal her eyelid again to enjoy her moment. Recognition not immediate Dom realized that she was Henry McKellen’s kid. Considering his co-venture in sharing control over Kelly Herbert it sank in how troublesome this could all become as time went on. Of course, the kids didn’t know of their agreement to own Kelly, so perhaps not. The future would be left as a telltale sign when the time arose.

Kiss finally ending the teens press their foreheads together and relish in one another’s thoughts. With Kelly returning with a vase of water, rose stems drinking deeply she sits the flowers on her coffee table and admires them. Dominic admiring Kelly’s tight ass behind her bikini bottom threads even more. He needed that ass, but part of him opted to hold out. He could easily order her to her bedroom, and they could fuck but he also knew how she felt about doing things in front of her son. Normally, he wouldn’t have given a shit but since he and Henry McKellen had spoken his reality was changing slightly. He did care for Kelly; her son was all she had so that meant accepting him too. Vice versa if it were meant to ever go further. Dom concluded there would never be a true relationship. She was simply his.

Trances broken Travis eyed the single rose in Sable’s hand then let his eyes drift to his mother toying with the remaining roses to find what she thought was the best portrayal of petals in their final pose. Realizing Dom was behind him he dared to look at the giant and swallowed dryly.

“Sup Dude?” He coughed up.

“Not much. You?” Dom kept it simple.

“Thanks for fixing the window I broke.”

“Reckon it was my fault.”

“Both our faults. I ... don’t like you but you make mom happy ... sooo ... I’ll tolerate. Just don’t hurt her or I’ll get a ladder and punch you in the nose.” Sable wanted to giggle but masked her mouth with a hand.

Dom nodded with a fidget then stepped closer to peer down at Travis. Taking a risk Dom picks the boy up and meets eyes face to face. “Go for it.” Trying for a sneer Travis doubled up his fist and just tapped Dom on the nose.

“Next time it’s harder.” Dom chuckled at the boy’s bravado even in shying from a true punch. Setting him back on his feet Dom produced his own fist and echoed it in front of Trav, seeing no anger they fist bumped and left it at that.

“To new beginnings?” Kelly found courage to overpower her master in verse.

“Works for me. How about you tough guy?” Dom smirks.

Saving Travis, Sable offers up, “You should hire this guy to go to school and deal justice for what they did to you ... us.” Using his hand to sever talk on that subject in order to save face Travis rolled his eyes.

“What happened?” Dom winced removing his Stetson and resting it on Kelly’s head as she returned to his side. The brim was over her nose blinding her.

“Nothing.”

“Some bullies humiliated him in front of the entire school.” Kelly made things worse. “He was stripped naked and tied...”

“MOOOOOOOOOOM!” Trav grew agitated.

“I told Travis he should ask you to give him self-defense lessons seeing as you know Taekwondo.” Kelly fawned with a mental plea through her eyes, that monster hat lifted up to see him better.

“I can do that. Might give him a chance to get rid of his frustration using me as a practice dummy.” Dom puckered his lower lip. “If not me I can enroll you at my Goddaughter’s Dojo.”