Be My Guest
Copyright© 2022 by SZENSEI
Episode 30: JUMBO SHRIMP
Erotica Sex Story: Episode 30: JUMBO SHRIMP - Fate fell into Zach Pedigo's lap. Unemployed, lack of funds, a bad reference from an old boss, nearly homeless. Sad thing was Zach was one cool dude, athletic, Tom Hardy looks, smart, you name it. Evicted from his apartment in one breath, KNOCK KNOCK! In walks Heidi Baker, young, gorgeous, crazy. There to answer a vacant bedroom ad that wasn't even Zach's apt. Last ditch idea he suckered her in. Best thing to ever happen to him. Good kid! Daddy issues but a sweetheart. Boy was she a handful!
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Teen Siren BiSexual Rough Anal Sex Double Penetration Exhibitionism Facial Massage Masturbation Oral Sex Sex Toys Squirting Tit-Fucking Voyeurism
“‘Cause I’m just a girl, oh, little old me... “ No Doubt!
Who needed an alarm when you forget to silence your phone. Evidently, Gwen was calling. Groggy from painkillers, Heidi Baker stirred on her squeaky air mattress. She wished that she had stayed in Zach’s bed. Too much going on there she had limped to her room and collapsed. Ow! Who knew hickies could hurt so bad. Well, that and contorted muscles from her on-stage, off-stage free-for-all at Moolah Rouge.
Stretching for her cell lying on the floor and plugged into its charger Heidi squinted at the actual caller. “Shit! It’s Cleopatra. I overslept.” Answering it she tried to appear wide awake. “Hey, Queenie!”
“I’ll be there in ten minutes. I realized I need to stop and get gas first. It’s going to be a hot day you might want to dress thin, bruised ego or not.”
“Once I’m out and about, I won’t care who sees all of these hickies. Make it fifteen, I need a shower, I’m moving slow.”
“Twenty it is! I’ll drop by Dunkin’ Donuts for a Latte. Want one?”
“No. A glazed donut sounds good. Maybe an OJ. I’ll pay you when you get here.”
“It’s on me. You will be spending enough on dresses from my auntie. Her shop just opened.”
“I didn’t know she had a shop. I thought her business was out of her home.”
“It is. She has a shop in her garage. Sign on the street.”
“Oh, okay! Are you sure the white girl is welcome?”
“Duh! My dad is white.”
“Oh, yeah! Sorry! You did say the neighborhood was a bit iffy.”
“It can be. You’re with me though. The gangs like me.”
“That sounds ominous.”
“They know my cousin Claymore. He’s a Marine. Well, was! He came home and started an autobody shop. Big boy Clay is nobody to mess with and they know it. He can clock you with a monkey wrench at sixty feet away. He lives next door to Auntie Halo. He and my Uncle Rudy run the autobody.”
“Nice! Wait! I thought your auntie was named Babs. Will I meet Claymore today?”
“It is, Babs, Barbara. Her church calls her Halo so, we sometimes call her that. If he’s not too busy. Don’t get any ideas, your body is in no shape for any bull riding.”
“Don’t nudge me ... I mean, judge me.” She snickered! “Pump that high octane. I’ll unlock the door for you, just come on in.”
“Zach sleeping in? Mom said he took today off. Motorcycle troubles.”
“Yeah! I think he’s still here at least. He had company last night.”
“Do I want to know?”
“Waitress from the bar he threw a bachelor party at. She’s a siren.”
“Is he collaring her next?”
“No idea! If he keeps it up, he’s going to have a harem.”
“So, not jealous. I know my place in Zach’s world. I’m happy just being on booty call.”
“Shit! Speaking of booty call. Weaver is calling now. Make it thirty minutes.”
“Ugh! Fine! I’ll run my car through the car wash. I bet it gets showered before you do.”
“Sorry! Wounded worrier here. Attend SLUT! I just SaLUTed you.”
“Funny! Do NOT do or say that to Claymore.”
“Why? Are you afraid his mine will explode all over my face.”
“He is single. Hell, he eyeballs me sometimes. If I so much as stare at him he gets hard.”
“Incest is beast! Best!”
“I wouldn’t know.” Yet! “Move it soldier.”
“Slur! Yes, Slur!” Hanging up on one end she called Weaver back. “Hey, Rooster! Sorry, I was on the phone with Cleo. She’s coming to pick me up so I can get a dress for next week’s wedding gig. Seeing as my other outfit is so, yesterday.”
“No prob! I was just checking in. The band is dropping by for another practice here in an hour. Oh, mom says if you need anything let her know. She really likes you.”
“More than Solo?” She chuckled! “How are you holding up after your dad fucked me silly?”
“Uh! If I recall, it was when WE fucked you silly.” DP between father and son. Heidi loved being caught in the middle. Thing is, Weaver likely did not know that Solo came back for seconds when he found his way into a locked backstage at Moolah Rouge. Mum is the word! Mom even!
“Anyway! I’m fine. Tell Jacki, I said thanks. I wonder if Kayla is dropping by to watch you guys and make out with Kismet.”
“No idea! I do know Kismet is mellowing out thanks to your sister. Kis can be a ballbuster. I hope she doesn’t get too mellow; I like her stage presence. Bad ass bitch gets attention. We need more gigs; these wedding venues are lame. I want bar scene and stadium setting someday.”
“You guys will get there. I’m shocked your dad and his biker beefcakes don’t land you guys more bar gigs.”
“Getting there! I think dad just wants us to get better before launching us.”
“You sound awesome now. Listen, I miss you, but I need to get around before Cleo walks in. Shower time!” No more than mentioning it she heard water running. Eyes wide she carefully crawled to her feet and hobbled to the doorway, then peering into Zach’s room. Finding his bed empty she groaned. “Oh, come on, Tom!” Tom Hardy lookalike! “Zach is in the shower.”
“Oh, hell! I guess you clean up at the sink.”
“Fuck that! I’m jumping in with dad.”
“Why do you still call him dad. You confessed to me he wasn’t.”
“I don’t know. It’s just for laughs, I guess. I am NOT going with Cleo without a shower. I’ll call you tonight. Have fun rocking the neighborhood, Rockstar.”
“Okay! Miss you too.” Click! Cell placed on her beat-up dresser Heidi, naked already having slept that way, marched right into the bathroom and ripped the shower curtain aside. There stood her towering roommate humming to himself as he lathered up.
“Move over, Daddio!” Climbing in Heidi pinched his ass until he glared down at her. “Cleo is on her way. I intended to jump in here before you woke up. Why are you up so early? You were really drunk last night.”
“I wasn’t that plastered. I have things to do. I got a text from Stormy’s brother Mojo; he just picked up my bike from Willy’s Bar. He runs a tow truck service.”
“Is he a little person too?” She moved in front of Zach and squirted some body wash on her hand. Scrubbing herself she rubbed her butt up against his timid erection. Tease! He simply smirked and ignored her mischief.
“I’m guessing so. The whole family are midget wrestlers. Stormy has three sisters too.”
“I bet they are hilarious to watch.”
“Yeah, get this. Stormy’s sisters are named Herricane Helen, Typhoon Teresa, and Cyclone Connie.”
“Mojo as a name doesn’t fit the weather pattern.”
“Monsoon Mojo. It’s really Russell.”
“Ah! So, how are you getting to their place? Cleo could drop you off before we go to her aunt’s house. I’m getting a dress for Weaver’s wedding gig.”
“I thought that chain vest and booty shorts was your outfit.”
“It was. It ... I just felt like a dress might be more appropriate. Know what I mean?”
“Makes sense. Yeah, I might hitch a ride from Cleo. Mojo sent me their address.”
“How are you paying to fix the bike?”
“Good question.” He wasn’t certain if he should mention his deal with Rockwell Teleki in playing with his wife Angel. Not only that but Cleo was not in the loop concerning the situation, Angel was her mother.
“Your boy Nick, maybe?”
“No! He may be loaded but I don’t feel right taking money from him. Same for my parents. In the case of Nick, he’s struggling enough with his studio and dealing with Iris wanting to be my slave. Coping isn’t easy. Bad enough, I don’t know how last night turned out. He took a woman back to his penthouse. Iris might ... no, she knows I’d give her the boot if she turned on Nick. I’ll figure something out.”
“Damn! You know how to party.”
“That I do. And before you ask, I’m not taking money from Khloe or anyone else who has a hard time paying bills as is. Namely you! Don’t offer.”
“Rather buy dresses anyway.” She chuckled! “Need your balls washed while I’m here?”
“I’m good! You seem chipper today.”
“I’m in agony but I just don’t want to show it.”
“Anything you’re not telling me? I don’t buy Weaver roughing you up.”
“Fine! I met his dad. He’s a biker. His mom is a stripper. They had a bonfire yesterday and it got wild. Weaver and his band are really good.”
“Biker, huh?”
“Yeah, a few of his charter were there too.”
“And I’m guessing they pinned you down.”
“I won’t kiss and tell.”
“You don’t have to, the hickies tell the tale. A whole lot of kissing by the looks of your body.”
“You know I’m a nympho. I ... dabbled for the nut.”
“Uh huh!” He decided he had showered enough and stepped out of the tub. Drying off he watched her continue with groans. “I heard the door. Was it unlocked?”
“Oh, yeah! I guess I did leave it unlocked when Petra left last night. I guess I didn’t go check. Cleo might not have been able to get in otherwise.”
“I’ll keep her company until you finish here.”
“Thanks, daddy!”
“Still on that kick?”
“You love it.”
“That gag has run its course except around our landlord.”
“I’ll stop calling you daddy when I feel like it. I think it’s hilarious.”
“Whatever!” Leaving the bathroom, he felt mean and turned out the light, door sealed it was pitch black in there. He only heard her say I can’t see. It could have been soap in her eye. Stepping out with his towel about his waist he looked to the right to see Cleopatra with a box of donuts and a carry carton for coffee. The brew smelled amazing. “You brought me breakfast?”
“Oh, hey! I did! Anything for my master.” She winked! “You didn’t have to cover your trunk because of me.”
“We can fix that.” Towel off he tossed it over his shoulder into the hallway. “Better?”
“Someone is awfully hard. Is it because of me, or Heidi? I presume she’s in the shower. You two saving on water?”
“Mind of her own. She just walked in and stole my rainfall.”
“Jelly donut?” Cleo opened the box of six donuts. “I wasn’t sure what you drank so it’s just coffee black like me with creamer, like me.” Mixed heritage!
“Sounds great! I need to shop once your dad cuts me a check.”
“For the siding part or the fucking my mom part?”
“You know about that?”
“Mom is too giddy to not brag. She keeps asking how good you are now that she knows we hook up.”
“I’m only agreeing to that extra cash because my motorcycle needs repairs. That and food and gas, rent, utilities ... fuck, I’m broke already.”
“You will be fine.”
Accepting a donut Zach took a bite. The taste and texture were perfect to his palate. “This hits the spot.” Cleo creeping in on him gripped his erection. “And you know Hardy hits the spot too.”
“Not much time. I told Auntie we would be there by 10:30.”
“We can hookup later tonight if you have time.”
“Evening classes tonight. You work tomorrow.”
“All the time in the world.” He sipped his coffee. “I need to focus on my bike and earning money. At least the cash your dad is paying me it covers my missing work today. I really hated to ask Rocky for the day off so soon after starting.”
“Dad likes you. He knows I like you. And we know mom likes you. Welcome to the family.”
“Angel tell you I told Rocky I wanted you there when I tap your mom?”
“Uh, no! If she knew she would have told me. Dad must be keeping that as a shocker. Why do I need to be there?”
“To make your dad squirm.”
“So, you’re using me to fuck with him.”
“Something like that. Arguing with your master?”
“Nope! Just blushing before hand.” Heidi stepping out dry looked over to see them and shuffled in to grab her glazed donut.
“Talking about me?”
“No! Just feeding my face.” Heidi flicked his dick then pointed at Cleo.
“Why aren’t you feeding your face Queenie?”
“Because I told her raincheck. Stop instigating!”
“Right! Go get dressed bitch.” Cleo retaliated! Rolling her eyes Heidi grabbed her orange juice and wiggled back to her bedroom. “I am hungry for something less fattening.”
“You have three minutes.” Giggling, Cleo dropped to her knees and swallowed his cock. A feverish three minutes called by Zach he nudged her away. “Jizz can be fattening too.” A pout she kissed his urethra and stood back up. “Like I said, raincheck.”
“Can’t wait!”
“Mind giving me a ride to Mojo’s mechanic crib?”
“On the way. Go put some pants on.” Nodding he polished off his donut and kissed her. Turning away he too went to his bedroom. Towel plucked up off of the carpet in the process. Cleopatra was swooning as she watched that chiseled man walking away. “Mom is going to tear that man up.”
Angel her ass! Precisely!
Seedy Seattle! An isolated body shop called Minnie-Estrellas. Small time venture!
“Take a left up here.”
“I can see a huge chain link fence. Self-explanatory master.”
“Don’t get lippy.”
“Was I? Oops!” In the passenger seat Heidi Baker hid her giggle. Zach was eying the ten-foot fenceline with a massive German Shepard barking and patrolling its length.
“Puppy!”
“More like, Dogzilla!” Zach mumbled! He and dogs rarely got along. Pets in general! He had a goldfish once. Once! Potty trained down the drain! “Just drop me off at the gate there. I see a callbox. Let me text Mojo before you leave.” Pulling out front of the entry, no traffic anywhere to block, Cleo sat there until Zach finished his message. Received, Mojo messaged back.
“Okay, he’s sending his girlfriend Trinket out to let me in. Says the auto-gate needs repair.”
“And this is the guy fixing your bike?” Heidi busted up! “Good luck with that.”
“Rocky wouldn’t send him my way if he wasn’t good at his job.” He then looked at Cleo. “Would he?”
“I hope not. He’s going off of Storm’s recommendation.”
“Fuck! I’m toast.” Getting out, he left the car and pointed at Cleo with a playful sneer. She simply smiled and crossed her fingers for him. Heidi flipped him off. Bitch! Driving on, Cleo left Zach to his quest.
“You know he’s going to need a ride home too.” Heidi stared at Cleo. She hoped not. After her dress dealings, she needed a nap before her classes tonight. Dust settling, Zach stood at the gate sweating in the heat. What did he get himself into.
Three minutes later, a cute blonde midget, little person, rolled up on him on a miniature Segway scooter. Even he nearly laughed but decided better of it. The blonde wore a bikini and wore sunglasses. Stopping in front of Zach she lifted her shades and stared him down from head to toe. Rather, up from toe to head! “Mm! Big boy!”
“You must be, Trinket.”
“Trina! Mojo calls me, Trinket. Do you see bling on my hand? Fuck him!”
A key on a string around her neck was removed as she climbed off of her, um, hobby horse. The girl was pretty fit considering she was a little person. As she started to walk toward him the massive German Shepard came barreling in and got in her way. Less threatening this time the dog was more happy to see her. His body weight was nudging her with ease as he licked the girl. Literally everywhere! “Libre, stop! I’m not a Scooby snack.”
In a game of Tug of War while biting down on her bikini bottoms string, it came undone. Thrashing around she rode along until the other string came untied. Winning, Libre ripped the garment from between her thighs. In the roughness Trinket fell backwards onto her ass, her legs wide facing Zach. He saw pussy and a sudden glint in the reflection of the sun.
“Found your bling.” Zach chuckled over seeing her diamond clitoral piercing! “Are you okay?”
“Do I look okay? Libre is bigger than everyone on the property.”
Rolling to her knees she found a snout up beneath her thighs from behind. Anal licks proceeded. Facing Zach her eyes began to roll white. “A little help here.” She yelped and tossed the key on the string to him. Within reach through the gates Zach knelt down to pinch it between his fingers. At least the dog wasn’t snapping at him.
“Is he going to bite me if I get through the gate?”
“If he doesn’t I will. Goddammit, Libre. Too Muche!” Once standing, Zach fiddled with the padlock on the gate until he finally unlocked it. Chain removed he slowly slid the gate aside just enough to squeeze his body through. Sensing him, Libre stopped licking Trinket and sat down panting.
“Easy big fella.”
“That’s what she says.”
A male voice on another Segway rolled up. A little bald man with a headset laughed over the entire dilemma. “Libre, heel!” The dog cringed and laid down. Coming to a halt next to Trinket, Mojo bent down to pick up her bikini bottoms. Instead of handing it back or helping her up he dabbed the sweat of his forehead on it then stashed it in his pants pocket.
“You must be Zach. Sis said you were a giant.” Wink! “I won’t insult you over what else Stormy said about your anatomy.”
“Great! She bragged, didn’t she.”