Episode 21: HeARD it thROUGH the gRAPEvine

8:00 PM! The home of Aaron and Charlotte Gift!

Aaron Gift sat alone in his living room watching TV. Nothing televised seemed to catch his attention longer than thirty seconds before skipping to the next channel. Remote buttons were being worn out in his appeal. His wife Charlotte was in the bathroom taking a bubble bath to relax and sip her much needed Chardonnay. The woman tended to drain a bottle a day.

“Why is there never anything on. I don’t even know why I pay for all of these useless cable channels. Unbelievable!” Distracted by a bedroom door adjoining the living room which opened up, out stepped his daughter Monica. Eyes flaring at her he watched her walk right by him totally naked and without a care i the world. She didn’t even acknowledge him on her way to the kitchen. Unbelievable indeed!

Tossing his remote aside he stood up and dared to follow her into the kitchen. There she was bending over to grab a bottled water from the crisper at the bottom of their fridge. Clam glistening, butthole winking. As she stood erect, she noticed a basket of freshly picked grapes on the counter. Someone took a trip to the local vineyards. Her mother must have needed to stock up on her wine collection.

“Sweet Jesus! This is getting to be a habit. At least I know Charlotte won’t be coming out and catching her, she just stepped into her bathwater.” Leaning against the door frame Aaron waited until his daughter stood, closed the refrigerator and saw him checking her out.

“Hey dad! Want a grape?” She popped one in her mouth then moved the basket from one counter to the next. She then hopped up onto the kitchen island to sit pretty as she please.

“Sure!” He left the doorway and approached her with his mouth wide open. “Hit me!”

Giggling she threw one at him which he tried to catch with his mouth. Missing it he did catch his elusive fumble before it fell to the tile. “So, getting a little too bold with your mother at home, aren’t you?” He ate the grape awaiting her reply.

“You know mom will be soaking for at least thirty minutes. I heard her shut her water off and climb in. I time things.”

“It’s on you if you get busted. I’m playing dumb and acting like I fell asleep in my recliner.”

“No worries! You like it when I run around naked. Oh! Do you like my tan? I went to a park and sunbathed all day.”

“No tan lines! I’m guessing no bikini.”

“I wore one when I first got there. I found a spot hidden away with plenty of sun, so I ditched it. I got burnt a little. Can you put some hand lotion on my sore spots?”

“Uh! You look red everywhere.”

“Then lotion me everywhere.” She flipped her tongue out at him. “We should be beyond the shyness aspect now after you beat off over me in my bedroom. I’ve only jumped in the shower with you twice.”

“Which needs to probably stop.”

“Probably means you doubt yourself.” She tossed another grape at him then laid back on the island. As he fumbled to capture it he found her placing another grape inside her belly button and pointing at it. “Belly shot?” Squeezing the grape into mush the juice filled her tiny well.

“More a jelly shot now.” He chuckled! “Why not!” Hearing music in the bathroom he took the risk and leaned over his daughter and sucked up the juice. Monica caressed his scalp as he loitered there inhaling her flesh. She had showered when she got home from Rockfort around 6:00 so she was coming up roses. At the time her folks were still gone for the day.

“Want a refill?” Monica mumbled!

“One more. Better stop before things go too far.”

“Did I say I’d let you go too far?”

“As if you had a say in it if I decided to go further.” He made a farting noise by sucking on her tummy, giggles were hard to mask.

“Lotion me. There’s a bottle by the sink. Don’t accidently grab the dish soap.”

“Palmolive it is.” He winked and ventured to the kitchen sink. Plucking up the bottle of Jergens he returned and squirted her entire front. “Remind you of the park? I’m betting you found someone to oil you up.”

“I did! Do you want the facts?”

“Humor me!”

“I had over ten guys rub suntan oil on my body.” Cum too! “I’m not shy daddy. Neither were they.”

“I don’t know what the hell happened to my kid but you’re getting out of hand.” He set out rubbing lotion all over her body, tits included. Monica cooed watching him squeeze her perky big breasts. “I know you won’t listen to me but be careful. I don’t want you knocked up or worse.”

“I’m on birth control. I like cum daddy. Lots of it. I’m here for you if you need to get off again.”

“We’ll see! Let’s try not making a habit of it.”

“Oh! I haven’t had time to tell you, but I have a job one day a week at the pizza parlor Ryan works at. I deliver pizzas with him. The owners like me so they work with my schedule. Thursdays only! I made good tips just taking the pies to their door while Ryan drives.”

“I’m sure there’s more to that. Like I said, be careful. I’m not going to give you hell unless your mother finds out what you get away with. I have my own issues with my business and keeping it afloat.”

“I know! You mentioned you might want my help.” She giggled! “Lotion me lower.” Aaron just went for her legs and feet. Circling back, he growled and lightly teased her clitoris with his thumbs. Monica held her breath and faintly moaned. “That feels really good.”

“I bet it does.” Knowing he was destined to go to hell he moved those thumbs to her vulva and thumb fucked her for a very brief two minutes. Monica was pleasantly shocked by his going that far. “Roll over if you want the backside lotioned up.”

Rotating her body as he stepped back, he dribbled more lotion on her spine and butt cheeks. Digging in he rubbed her entire back good then devoted rough squeezes to her butt cheeks. His fingers left prints resembling those grapes. Eying the grape bag he plucked another from its stem. Eying her butt pucker he lightly pressed it into her cavity. Monica dropped her jaw at his mischief. Before she could lift her upper body to peer back at him, she felt his tongue up inside her anus bobbing for that grape.

“Oh, My God! I can’t believe you did that.”

“At least I wasn’t bobbing for apples instead. Conquered the Concord.” He chuckled and ate the grape from her adorable tunnel. Ending her lotion bath Aaron took the bottle back to the sink and washed his hands. Monica sat up then hopped down from the island.

“I’m going for a walk.” She told him then headed for the back door.

“Aren’t you going to get dressed?”

“Why? The neighbors have all seen me naked.” She razzed him! “My bedroom window is cracked open; I’ll sneak in through it later if mom is up.”

“ALL of the neighbors?” Aaron bulged his eyes.

“Yes! Well, except for the front of our house. Everyone to both sides and the back have seen me.”

“Nice of them to warn me.”

“Come on dad. Would you rat me out when you want to see it more often.” Tennis shoes only from the screened in porch Monica Leann Gift waltzed right out the door.

“Don’t get arrested! It’s only 8:20 on a Saturday night, people are still awake.”

“I won’t! I have a long shirt stashed in the garage just in case.”

Following her out onto the back deck he watched her traipse through the yard then disappear down the alley. “She’s paying her indecent exposure fine out of those pizza delivery tips.” Sure!

“I can’t believe dad was so calm about my streaking. It’s nice to know I have him on my side.”

Reaching the end of the gravel alleyway she stopped and pictured the day her older neighbors Cecil, Dave, Elvis, and Owen hauled her clear out here to the street on her backyard hammock. She masturbated on that hammock dead center in the middle of the street until a big Dodge Ram pulled up to shine his headlights over her show. The driver was less than cordial, dragging her hammock out of the way then driving off.

“His loss! Fat bastard! No cars I can probably circle the block easy enough. At this hour most of the younger neighborhood kids are in bed or under curfew. Parents can see me and drool. None of them know mom and dad as far as I’m aware. I’m tired of hiding. No more! Now that I’m 18, I can get away with more. The school knows what I’m capable of so word of mouth has probably spread through Summersby by now. No cops have come knocking on the door so people must be accepting my stunts. I mean look at all the guys I delivered pizza to. They all want me back.” Ego was leading her down the sidewalk without concern. “I should have brough my headset or my cell to play music. Oh, well!” Humming it was!

At the next corner Monica spotted car lights coming. Taking a deep breath, she stood there by the stop sign and waited until it pulled up. In the dark it was difficult to see who the driver was. Above her however was a streetlight so she stood out like her dad’s sore thumbs. Window rolling down music could be heard. Metal music even. Monica loved rock.

“Is that you Monica?”

“Oh, crap!” She heard her name, the volume on the stereo turned down. “Who is it?” Squinting was all she had.

“Ethan Pomeroy!” Junior classman!

“Oh! Hey, Ethan!”

“I heard you were crazy as fuck. This proves it.” He laughed! “Need a ride?”

“Depends on where you’re headed.”

“I’ll take you anywhere you want to go.”

“Are you alone?” Of course not! The rear window rolled down and two more heads peered out the window at her.

“Jerry Newman, Craig Wallace, and Nick Ramone are with me. We just got back from a track meet in McAlister. If you can hang with us, I’ll drive you wherever.”

“Dude! She’s fucking guys in school.” Craig in the passenger seat warned Ethan. “We need to fuck her too.”

“Is that true Monica?” She finally chose to leave the curb and lean on Ethan’s window.

“That I’m fucking guys at school? Yep! More guys here soon.”

“Give us some.” Jerry behind Ethan begged!

“Maybe! Promise to brag about it?” She laughed!

“You want us to tell people?”

“More the merrier! I don’t care what anyone thinks of me.”

“Aren’t you dating Ryan Quinones?”

“Dating? No! Serving my master, yes.” Might as well brag about Ryan too! “He ordered me to walk the streets naked and make guys want me.”

“We ALL want you.” Nick laughed! “Where is Quinones?”

“At home! That’s why I say you guys have to brag about me, so he knows what I’ve done.”

“We can do that.”

“Perfect! Let me ride on the hood of your car. I’ll masturbate facing the windshield. Just don’t go too fast or run into another car. I don’t want to end up in the ER.”

“I won’t.” Ethan grinned! “Crawl on up there. I’ll creep along if I have to.”

“Okay!” Rounding the front of the car she used the bumper to launch herself onto the hood. She was used to being a hood ornament after Ryan making her play on the principal’s car hood at school. Fun times!

Rotating to face the windshield she stretched back and planted her shoes on the glass. Legs wide she began fingering herself with her left hand, rubbing her clit with the right. Inside the car the boys were in all kinds of awe, recording her on their cellphones just to prove to people this really happened.

All Monica had was her toes to cling to the hood. Wearing tennis shoes that was next to impossible. Ethan had already began driving down the block at a ten mile per hour rate. A new stop sign arriving she paused him from proceeding through it long enough to ditch those shoes and pass them off to Craig Wallace. Now her toes became the much-needed anchor she required. As long as Ethan didn’t turn on the windshield wipers by accident.

Knuckling her vulva, she found herself blinded by a cellphone flashlight to expose herself better to them. Flopping her head back against the metal to prevent blindness she could now peer ahead of her at the next stop sign. Four more blocks from their current position and they would leave the housing divisions for downtown. Lighting sources in that area would be everywhere. Not to mention more traffic. Potentially the local POPO. That would be a true test of her exhibitionism here in her hometown. Risky yes! Surely Ethan would deviate from that area for his own safety. Right?

On a Saturday night there was a habit of senior class high schoolers congregating in the town square. Many of them she had already experienced in various sexual encounters at school so she told herself even if Ethan grew some balls that they would protect her. Not that she stressed too heavily on anyone harming her. A large number of boys loved her submissive act.

If anything, someone might call Ryan, and he would come get her. Too be honest she hoped it wouldn’t come to that call. But again, it would be better than calling her parents. Aaron might be tolerant when alone with her but in the end need to show his authority in front of her mother. Catch 22! Something her grandfather often said. Whatever that meant!

Literally no one on the side streets appeared active even at only 8:50 PM. A good thing most likely, never knowing what elder people or bible bashers might stir up concerning trouble. Even then, Monica was just brazen enough not to give a rats patootie. She needed to express herself and seek out the hardcore loving she craved. While Ethan and his bunch were nothing to sneeze over, she preferred bigger and better. Meaning adults in every way.

Still, she would take what she could get in the heat of the night. Bringing herself to a juicy climax Monica squirted the lower portion of the windshield. No wipers needed at least saved her toenail polish from being chipped. She had painted her nails after returning home and showering. She wanted to look good for her father. Wine colored nails were perfect after seeing the grapes.

“That was awesome!” Craig called out the passenger window.

“Keep driving!” She prodded Ethan teasing him with her foot by drawing a heart using her juices into the glass. “I love this.”

“WE LOVE YOU!” A quartet of testosterone yelled back.

“Almost downtown!” Ethan rallied his worry. “Are you sure?”

“Yes! Ryan told me to push my limits. I can’t let him down.” As if he knew! As if she had limits to begin with.

“He’s, our idol.” Craig added!

“Mine too!” She laughed right back. “I adore my master.” Mental agreement at best!

At the end of Locust Street, Ethan paused at the stop sign and hit his turn signal. A much busier Main Street had cars coming from both directions. He knew driving ten miles an hour on Main would hold up traffic. Decision made as two cars passed in front of them. One honking at seeing Monica waving at them, the other oblivious it seemed.

“I can’t do 10 miles per hour in a 30.”

“Just don’t brake hard in a hurry and throw me off.”

“Dude! Your dad has bungee cords under the seat. From when he carried that mattress over to your sister’s new place.” Jerry Newman reached under and found a tube of cords. “We can tie her ankles at least and hook the other end to the windows.”

“Not a bad idea. Hear that, Monica?”

“Go for it. Bondage works for me.”

“Yes!” Fists were pumped! With no cars behind him Ethan put the Buick into park and the four boys hopped out and hurried to open the tubular container. Finding the right length of cords, they circled her ankles and began pulling them tight to reach the interior. This meant her legs being drawn as wide as possible. Looped through the front cabin the bungees were laced over the dash until bound tightly. She couldn’t move her legs in the least. Monica liked!

“Let’s tie her wrists too and hook them to the front bumper.” Nick chuckled!

“Are you good if we tie your hands too?” Ethan needed to be certain she was into their desires. No rape charges on his watch!

“Do it! Then drive like the wind and show me off.”

Hearing her zest for flaunting her body Jerry and Nick claimed her hands and wound the bungees multiple times to make certain she couldn’t escape them easily. Pulled as tight as possible they attached the hooks to the chrome bumper below. Incapacitated the boys chose then to lean over her and join forces in sucking her nipples.

“We didn’t ask...”

“SHUT UP ETHAN!” She yelped! “EAT ME ALIVE!”

“Fuck yeah!” Craig dove up over the fender well and lay over her right leg just to lick her clit and finger her cunt. Monica’s response was dramatic. She came on Craig’s fingers in two minutes of torture.

“Stop being a weenie, Ethan.” She goaded him.

“I’ll show you a weenie, Bitch.” Ethan snapped back at being put down. Unzipping his pants he lured out a hefty eight-inch erection. Surprise! Surprise! Lifting up on his toes he shoved his cock into her mouth and fucked her face to the best of his awkward ability. Not even cars going by halted their takeover. Fuck what Ryan Quinones would say about this. They got a taste of her at least. Bragging rights! She did tell them to brag. Cellphone footage captured it all.

Cumming in her mouth was amazing! So much so that after witnessing Ethan’s launch party Jerry then Nick took turns on her mouth. Craig was content eating her out. For now!

“Let’s get moving! Traffic is calming down.”

Ethan had counted only six cars after the initial two bypassers’ earlier. Nobody seemed too concerned over what they presumed was a breakdown. Leaving Monica drooling semen, the boys got back into the car and Ethan turned right on Main Street and gunned it. Reaching 40 miles per hour he decided to play it safe in case any cops were hiding. Catching two stoplights on green he breezed right on through into downtown Summersby.