Episode 25: MISERY LOVES COmPAnY

Back at Heidi Baker’s apartment, the poor cum slut whore was peeing a fourth time in waiting on Khloe Vaughn’s baby sister Kyndall to arrive. Hearing a knock on the door she quickly wiped herself and washed her hands on the fly by. Basically, two seconds of cleanliness without soap. Limping slowly to her front door she realized she was still naked.

“Huh!” A shrug led to, “Why be shy now?”

Answering the door but hiding behind it she found the lovely Kyndall holding a bag of items. Meeting eyes Kyndall immediately found Heidi’s appearance to be pathetic. A jaw drop was deemed necessary.

“You look terrible.”

“Misery loves company. What’s up, Songbird? Um! I’m naked. Too sore to get dressed. Are you cool with that?”

“Let me in already.”

“That’s what they said.” She laughed at herself, picturing the gangbang at Moolah Rouge in a twisted extremely vivid array of imagery. She rather enjoyed herself last night, not so much the day after. Now her body was rejecting her pleasure.

“That was an interesting choice of words. Should I read into them?”

“Didn’t Khloe fill you in?” Obviously not! She waved Kyndall inside then shut the door throwing her back into it with a wince. Kyndall tried not to check her out, but it was just impossible. Blondie, as horrid as she looked all bruised up with hand, nay, vice gripped terrorism and Hickie’s, was still a 9 out of 10 on the bombshell scale. At least in most roaming, roving eyes. Men and women!

“Bruises?”

“Hickie’s, too. Same thing!”

“My sister just told me you had a rough date.”

“You could say that. They were certainly asking me out.”

“They? Oh, crap!”

“Fuck it! You might as well know and think the worst of me. I got gangbanged.”

“Wow! Willingly or...?”

“Eh! That’s a bit of a gray area. Yes and no. I’m pretty sore everywhere if you know what I mean. EVER-EEEE-WHERE!” Redness seen between her thighs and ass cheeks bordered by fingerprint compressions was explanation enough.

“I can only imagine. Khloe speaks very highly of you, so I won’t judge. I know what my sister is like too. Let’s unpack my groceries here.” Kyndall moved into the living room and sat her paper sack with a handle on it atop the coffee table. Digging in as Heidi crept to the sofa and delicately seated herself, Kyndall brought out a Tupperware dish of chicken noodle soup. Following that, coffee in a well-protected cup. Adding a bottle of painkillers to the mix the final thing became more intimate. Salve! Lotion! Finally, a medical kit.

“You’re a lifesaver. Feed me, Shemour.” Heidi opened her mouth wide, tongue wagging for a painkiller. Kyndall found her amusing.

“Little Shop of Horrors, right? That guy from Ghostbusters? The talking Venus Flytrap?”

“We should be partners in Trivial Pursuit. Toss me candy, Bitch.”

Laughing at Heidi’s attempt at humor Kyndall popped open the bottle of pills and reached in to pinch one between her fingers. Holding it up in front of Heidi she snickered. “Who’s a good puppy?”

“Woof, fucking woof! Scooby snack me, Shaggy.”

“Making fun of my baggy pants?” Kyndall laughed!

“So out of date with MC Hammer. You can touch this.” She pointed at her body! “Only because I don’t think I can touch myself. Might need an assist with that salve. Emphasis on the ass in ASSist.”

“You are so funny. Do you really expect me to rub salve on your butthole?”

“If you were in my traction, I’d do it for you.”

“Really?” Kyn rolled her eyes laughing. “What does your dad think of your extracurricular activities?”

“He doesn’t know! Let’s keep it that way. I don’t want him making me any sorer than I already am. He’d beat my ass.”

“Mm! He can spank mine anytime.”

“Khloe told me you’re thinking about a threesome with my dad.”

“Weird?”

“No stranger than the shit he lets me get away with. Even I know he’s sexy hot.”

“Aw, hell! Incest?”

“Okay! I think I can trust you with a deep, dark secret. At least I hope so. Zach is not my real dad. It’s just a running joke. No incest, but I’ve dabbled. We really haven’t fucked, we’re just roommates. I mean, he’s put it in me but took it right back out.” She fidgeted! “Okay! He had it in me all night, but he never fucked me. I know, I know ... just as weird.”

“That’s between you two. Thank you for being honest.”

“You’re awesome, Kyn Doll.”

“That would be my brother Kenny ... well ... my sister, Kendra.”

“Huh?”

“Khloe didn’t spill the beans?”

“Um? No!” Warned but not spoken of in detail! “What am I missing?”

“Our brother/ sister is transgender. You really couldn’t tell unless he had his pants down. He even had a boob job. He’s bigger than I am. She is, that is. It’s always been hard getting it straight.”

“DO NOT tell Zach about her ... him ... SHHH He.”

“Why?”

“Because I want to mess with his head. Let him find out if they meet.” She laughed! “Hey! Pills bury that painkiller, Doughgirl.” HeeeHeeeHeee! Pillsbury Doughboy translation!

“Oh! Right! Bottoms up!” She tossed the pill at Heidi’s gaping mouth. Catching it she swallowed it and demanded another. “Damn! Am I a Candy Striper?”

“Candy Stripper. Hit me one more time.”

“Is that what you said?”

“Hilarious! I probably did. It’s all a blur.”

“You are nuts.”

“Theirs, too!” It even hurt her to make a swirling motion with both hands all over her body where semen had landed at some point. “I seem to recall lots and lots of squirrels hurling them at me. Ow!”

“Wow! You’re impressive.”

“Stupid too! But I’ll claim impressive. Grab me a spoon from the kitchen I’m Starvin’ Marvin, that soup smells yummy.”

“Made it myself. I cook at the homeless shelter downtown. I like giving back.”

“So, do I. That’s why I’m beat up. Nympho!”

“Aren’t we all? I know my sister is. I’m ... not far off, just a bit more selective.” Kyndall hopped up and shuffled to the kitchen to find a spoon in a dish strainer. Bringing it back she sat down and opened the Tupperware dish. “Might need to nuke it.”

“Naaa! Just hand it over.”

“Need me to feed you?”

“I think I can manage. Just dab the corners of my mouth on your sleeve between slurps.”

“I can do that.” She laughed watching Heidi dig in. An extra-long noodle gets sucked up through puckered lips.

“This reminds me of how I met Zach.” Heidi snickered shrugging playfully at memory lane. “When I came to look at his extra bedroom he ordered Chinese and dropped a noodle over his sweatpants. Dared me to suck it off. The noodle, not his cock.”

“Nice! You play Twister too?”

“How do you think I ended up almost in traction here?” Heidi snorted then choked on the chicken broth. Reaching over Kyndall rubbed Heidi’s back, afraid to pat it due to her tender state.

“Slow it down, Slurpy.” She did indeed use her curled up shirt sleeve to dab the corners of Heidi’s mouth. Heidi melted at her sincerity. “I got you.”

“That’s what they said too. Quit bringing back bad memories.” She smirked! “Not all bad. I’m really fucked up, aren’t I?”

“Loony bin there.”

“You’ve been there too?”

“God! You’re so freaking funny. I love it. Even in agony you cut jokes.”

“Farts too. Stay upwind!” In response Kyndall licked her index finger and gaged the wind giggling over it.

“So, tell me about you. No man? Woman?”

“I’m straight. Well, I just ended a relationship two months ago. His name was Cain. Guitarist in a band called Chokehold.”

“Sounds like he’s competing with Weaver’s band Spitshake. Spit, choke, shake.” She laughed! Pointing at her neck she added, “Maybe he was one of my chokers from last night. They were all so demanding.”

“I doubt he was there. Cain is on tour over in Spokane, last I heard. Although, he should be back tonight or tomorrow.”

“Spoke Cain!”

“Cute, again!”

“So, why end it?”

“We just had an epiphany one day. He wanted to tour. I wanted to stay with the coffee shop scene. It’s more me. I’m the poet, he’s the metalhead. We clashed!”

“Rocked the Clashbah, huh?”

“Exactly! He’s great! We just found ourselves in two different worlds. We do keep in touch but it’s mostly just booty calls. Not complaining!” She used her fingers to share his dick size while wagging her brows.

“Ever notice every guy out there has a monster cock these days? Weaver’s dick is that big. My dad ... I mean Zach is enormous. Every guy that tore me up was 8 or longer. Like you, not complaining. Well, mixed feelings there.”

“How many?”

“I knew you would ask that. Ugh!”

“I promise that I won’t judge you.”

“Triple digits.”

“WHOA! Seriously?” Kyndall bulged her eyes. “That’s a serious threesome.”

“Stupid, I know. But the money was good.”

“You got paid to be gangbanged?”

“It didn’t start out like that. I wasn’t planning on it going that far but the cash just kept flying in from the Cayman’s.”

“Sperm Bank?”

“Lots of yummy stuff. Call me, Captain Cayman.”

“Caveman, too funny! Does this make you a hooker?”

“GAWD! I asked myself the same thing. Probably!” Heidi rolled her eyes coming to grips with reality. “I don’t want to be. I’m only trying to build an empire. I want things I don’t have yet. A car ... a place of my own someday ... insurance. As if Obama cares. I have a few more times in me then I’ll have enough to stop putting myself through hell.”