Cougar House Ep. 007: Headlock

"Sucking right up..." Brian starts to say what he was thinking until Cabot clears his throat.

"I'm not sucking up to anyone." She frowns finishing the sentence. "I'm only defending what I see is wrong here."

"So not wrong." Brian stares at her camel toe.

"Chill out guys." Cabot stands between them, "Let's go tear down the other bed."

"I'll grab a screwdriver to remove the headboard." Margo wiggles away grinning from ear to ear. In her thoughts she finds amazement in Brian's sudden lockup. "Not a footlong my ass. That dick is dangling down his leg." She was wet all over again.

Out in the foyer Cabot fist bumps Brian, "Way to go Bro. Rile her up before you even get settled. What part of keep things on the down low don't you understand?"

"Dude! She has camel toe. Her nipples are huge. How can you not be staring at her?"

"Because I'm trying to gain her trust."

"By ignoring what she's wearing?"

"She's covered up. If she were wearing less, I'd be wiping my chin on my shirt every three seconds. Get a grip Bri."

Brian grimaces and grabs his cock, "Satisfied Bitch?"

"Cover that junk up before she comes back."

"There's no way she didn't notice it. I'm not going to apologize for what she's doing to me."

"Found it." She returns holding up a Phillips screwdriver.

"So did I." Brian faces her holding his beast through his sweats. She ignores him and starts up the stairs. With her back to him he lowers his sweats and wags his cock at her. Cabot turned away before seeing it firsthand.

"You're ate up."

"She wants it." Brian put his pecker away and followed Cabot up the staircase. It was pretty amusing.

Reaching the second of four open bedrooms they find Margo already at work, having pulled the full-size bed back away from the wall. Kneeling she bends over to unscrew the left side of the headboard. Her perfect heart shaped ass looking primed for doggy style. In her bent forward stature, her shirt fanned open revealing the underside of her 40D's. Nipples pointing downward.

"Fuck." Brian stood behind her again lowering his sweats to expose his cock, stroking it within two feet of her. Cabot shook his head trying not to laugh. "How's the screwing coming Mrs. Needy?"

"These beds haven't moved in ten years or more. The screws are in there tight."

"Need help?" Brian kneels behind her touching his crown on her yoga shorts right between her thighs. She felt a faint pressure but ignored him.

"Maybe. Stand by until I give up."

"Right behind you mom." He leers back at Cabot with a shit eating grin. Jacking off slowly he admires her ass up close. As she growls at being unable to loosen the screw she rears back against Brian unexpectedly, his cock lifting up with her butt compressing against it. He released his grip just as she looks back at him. She played it off not realizing his dick was out.

"Oh! You startled me." She smiles then raises the screwdriver for him to claim. "Brian?"

"I got this." He takes the driver and squeezes her shoulder to move her aside. As she does, he leaves his pecker dangling while she repositions next to him. Cabot was holding his mouth to avoid busting up. What a dumbass Brian was.

Margo looks up at Cabot who points out Brian's big dick. Her jaw drops and she too has to cup her mouth as she resists a giggle. Hearing Brian struggle she leans down on all fours beside him, her chest rubbing along his shoulder. "Not so easy, is it? Do I need to get some WD40 to lubricate it?"

"Spit works just as good." Brian chuckles.

"It does?" She smirks and winks at Cabot. "Learn something new every day."

"It's coming. All it takes is patience." Brian jokes, "Here, hold this one." He goes for broke and hand one screw of two under his belly to see her reach under and obtain it, her palm a mere inch from his cock. Brian sure was ballsy. She knew her hand was close. Screw in her palm she leaves her hand hovering there awaiting another screw from the same headboard leg. Brian merely strained to remove the screw. Finally overpowering it he passed the other screw to her but intentionally dropped it at his knees. She rolls her eyes and crouches lower to retrieve it. His monster stared her right in the face. Eyes bulging, she exhales loudly letting her breath cascade over his penis. Lifting away she pats his back.

"Nice." He winks back at her.

Blushing she frowns, "Yes, it was." From there she stood up and winks at Cabot, "I think you boys can handle this on your own. I'm hitting the yoga mat. Have a good day at work Mister Ross."

"Thanks, Margo. See you tonight." His eyes watched her ass dart from side to side all the way down the hall. Once headed downstairs Cabot returns to Brian's side. "Put that damn thing back in your pants, she's gone."

"Dude! She exhaled on my dick. She had to have seen it."

"If she did, she sure didn't let on. You really need to stop taking chances like that."

"I can't help it. She's a Goddess."

"I get that, but I want to live here at least a few months."

"We'll win her over stop worrying. Now help tear this bitch apart."

"I only have forty minutes."

"Then take the mattress into the hall."

Heaving to drag the full-size mattress from the bed Cabot manages to remove it from the room. Once in the hall he hears singing coming from below. Margo had turned on some music. Britney Spears singing the song "3" made both boys stop everything. Brian abandons the bedroom hugging the door jam, "What's she doing?"

"She said yoga mat. I'm guessing she's just jamming while she's doing it." Cabot looks over the downstairs railing, "Must be in the living room."

"Fuck the bed I gotta see her contorting."

"You're on your own. I have to shower and get ready for work. Try and keep your dick in your pants." Cabot passes by the leaning mattress and heads to his room. Laughing as he closes the door, he knew Margo was going to ignore his suggestion. "Have fun MILF."

Brian raced down the stairs to the main floor and followed the music. The sexiness of Britney Spears voice made him clutch his tented hard on. Where was Margo? Not in the living room. Not in the kitchen. Not in the dining room. Not the basement. She had to be outdoors. Going to a set of French doors leading to the pool he finally found her. She was standing on her hands with her feet in the air.

"Daaaamn! Margo's really flexible. Too bad she's not facing me, her shirts down to her armpits. Her tits have got to be hanging out." He observes her spreading her legs while still maintaining balance on her hands. Spread eagle she literally does pushups in her position. "Fucking A! Bitch has talent." Brian Hancock could not help himself. He slid the door open softly and exited, closing it again. Moving toward her he spots a lawn chair six feet behind her back and heads to take a seat. Dick in hand he jerks off just out of her field of vision. Tilting sideways he captures a side view of her 40D's in all their glory. "Ohhhh, yeah! I'm gonna cum all over those ladies.

From spread eagle she crosses her legs teetering a bit but firmly holding her handstand. Her Britney Spears song moves into another Britney called Piece of Me. Nodding Brian grinned, "Oh, I want a piece of you." He was jerking off really hard without care. To him she was oblivious. She knew he was there, peripheral vision clued her in. Smiling she lets him think otherwise. Lowering slowly to her shoulders she levels out with her ass failing to touch the yoga mat, legs pointing straight out. Her tits cresting high in the sky like perfectly round mountain peaks. This game she was playing was intoxicating. Every new position she contorted her body into was with her back and side to Brian. The taunting never ended.

"Mmm! Stroke that footlong, Brian. Cum for me." She snickered under her breath even though yes it was indeed only ten inches. Close enough in her fantasy world. Standing up she parts her legs wide and bends over with her ass pointing at him, as if thrusting her hips toward him. Her shirt finally sifted lower to mask her tits.

"Damn it's HOT out here." He calls out as the music switches songs again. Hearing him she stands tall and turns to face him. Boldly his cock was still in hand.

"BRIAN? Put that away." She sneered hands on her hips.

"Don't stop because of me. Finish your routine. So will I."

"Is this any way to start off our rent agreement?"

"Wanna kick me out?"

"No, but this is going a bit far, don't you think?"

"Probably."

"What would Cabot think of you doing this in front of me?"

"I do what I want. Right now, I want to see more yoga."

Fanning herself she tries not to stare but found his cock too irresistible. "Brian! Please stop that. I can't concentrate."

"Not until I shoot my load. Go on continue your yoga. Don't mind me."

She frowns heavily and shakes her head, "You're going to make me regret renting to you. Do NOT move from that chair." She threatens him. Smug as hell Zac Efron's twin stands up and drops his sweatpants to the concrete. His shirt whips over his head, then he sits down to resume jerking. "OH, MY GOD!" She turns her back to him just as the next Britney song starts up. This time it was Breath on Me. He chuckled recalling her exhale on his dick earlier.

Shivering at his extreme boldness she turns facing him in a swift 360. "STAY RIGHT THERE. Let me make certain Cabot's gone." He shrugs and lets her step inside the house leaving him alone in his own little world. Racing inside she darts upstairs to find Cabot ready for work, keys in hand.

"You alright?"

"Brian is outside by my pool jerking off to my yoga."

"Awww man! I warned you. He doesn't care about anything. I have to go before I run late. You going to be, okay?"

"Of course." She giggles, "Go. Shoo. Be on your way."

"Alright. Call me if you need anything."

She follows him out and down the steps. At the front door she makes certain Brian wasn't skulking about before throwing Cabot against the front door and kissing him hard. He melted at her insistence. As she peels away, she flashes her tits giggling. Off she went to face the music. Cabot growled then headed out the door to work.

Returning to the pool area she finds Brian as arrogant as ever. Approaching him she circles him in his chair, "What I let you get away with remains our secret Brian. DO NOT TEST ME." She trails a nail along his shoulders giving him the chills.

"I'm not really good at keeping secrets."

"Then get the fuck out of my house."

"You don't want that."

"No, I don't. However, I do not want your friends to just assume they can do what you're doing in front of me. I will not tolerate it." Of course, she would.

"Sure. You like my cock, don't you?"

"It's... attractive." She sighs, "Do NOT presume you're going to put that in me. I'm not afraid to defend myself. I know Tae Kwon Do." Not really. Only a few moves.

"No shit? I know Tae You Up."

Swallowing at his commanding attitude she became speechless. Shaking her head, she wiggled away back to her yoga mat. Facing him this time for safety reasons she sits down on her mat and intentionally puts both of her ankles behind her head. In her pretzel like head lock she eyes him growing interested in her position.

"You should try that naked."

Grinning at him she tilts her weight back and uses her hands to tug at her yoga shorts until the material moved forward allowing him a peek at her butt cheeks. He sat forward a bit nodding.

"See... you want me." He begins to stand up but gets cut short.

"SIT DOWN." She snarled. Humoring her, he sits and smirks. Once she felt ready, she releases her ankles and rolls backwards to point her toes at him, her butt held from the mat as before. Her yoga pants in the front were clinging to her pubic area. In a strength performing stance she lifts her legs in the air and begins another handstand. From the back she risks not keeping a close eye on him. Legs pointing at the blue sky above her shirt again collapses revealing her breasts out of his visual. All he saw was butt crack to shoulder blades, enough to get his hand moving again.

"Turn around this way so I can see you."

"Stay in your seat."

She again pries her legs spread eagle, her yoga pants stretching to reveal more of her ass crack. She heard him growl, "Fuck that's nice." In her overconfidence she doesn't see him stand up and quietly walk over to her. Daylight casting his shadow behind him didn't give her a clue. As her legs come together, she points her toes to the sky again. In a breath she feels his hands on her hips pulling her yoga shorts upward.

"I told you to stay seated."

"Not gonna happen." Her yoga pants climb to her knees revealing her bare bottom. "Let's just get rid of these yoga pants." She lets him remove the pants from her toes. Tossing them away he snatches her ankles and guides her legs wide. Eying her pussy gasping for air he nods greedily. "That's one delicious looking cunt."

"Brian..." She whimpers trying to maintain her handstand with him splitting her wide. At a full spread-eagle Brian Hancock leans forward and licks her pussy. "Dammit Brian."

"Yummy. Let's just see how long you can hold yourself up like this without me assisting you." He gently releases her ankles but plants his tongue up inside her hole. Feeling it wiggle about inside her she moaned. This was certainly a challenge trying to keep from falling. She loved his tongue sampling her without weighing her body down. Never in her life had she been in this position. And she had been in every position imaginable at one point or another. Just not a yoga pose while being eaten out. Another challenge off of her fuckit list.

"Brian..."

"Busy..."

"BRIAN..."

"WHAT?"

She felt herself losing strength. He catches her legs just before she collapses and literally lifts her off the ground still eating her out. Her hands went to her chest immediately clutching them and pinching her nipples. She could hear him growling and biting at her clit. Yelping she decides to abandon her shirt while suspended upside down. Margo Needy was naked outside of tennis shoes.

"I knew you couldn't resist me." He lets up then buries his face again, savagely tearing at her pussy like a starving beast.

"FUUUUUUCCCKK!" She rallies at the top of her lungs, her voice vibrating at his terrorizing tongue.

Proving his strength, he lifts her higher until she felt his cock rolling across her spine between her shoulders. Tempted to prove her own determination she arches her back and tries to reach his cock. Capturing it she strokes him to his satisfaction.

"Hands on the ground." He prompts her to do so in order for him to turn her body to face him. Once achieved he returns to eating her out. Moaning along with his hunger she snatches his cock up with both hands massaging his near footlong boa constrictor. Deciding further in her territorial madness to lay his cock between her breasts and let him titty fuck her upside down. She was blown away by his strength. In her trembling she goes for more and sucks his dick arching her back to cup his swollen balls. "Fuck that feels good."

He rears back to absorb her attentions. She was ravenous suddenly. With his own legs shaking he knew he needed to nut. She just wouldn't relent. Owning her in the moment he chose to lick her asshole this round. That made her convulse in his arms, cumming beneath his chin at his tongue insertions. Seconds later he floods her mouth with jizz, lingering there to let her suck it all out. Her grip on his balls squeezing every drop surging from his funneling beast.

Lowering her slowly to her hands he guides her legs down to her mat. Dropping flat on her back she catches her breath. Feeling cocky he turns his back on her staggering toward the house. That was not making her happy. Summoning all of her strength she leaps to her feet and chases after him. Catching him off guard she leaps on to his back and wraps her legs around his waist.

"You're not done Brian. Fuck me."

"Naaaa! I'm tired now. Maybe after I take a nap. Wait! My beds still in the back of my truck." He grins carrying her on his back in through the French doors then out the front door. Laughing, she clung to him tightly. He literally hauled her to the bed of his truck and moved his mattress flatter into the truck bed, the other portion of box springs leaning to the side of a fender well. Climbing up into the truck he hurls them both on to the mattress. Slipping from his back he rolls over on top of her and sneers. "Spread those legs, Cougar."

"Spread them for me." She sticks her tongue out.

"Get ready to scream." He mounts her, not bothering to ease in slowly. Lining his mushroom up he stabs deep making her immediately roll her eyes back into her head, spine arching to accept the depth of his plunge. Stunned she couldn't even breath. Ankles gripped he rips her legs wide then proceeds to push them back. She felt his cock burrowing ever deeper. No way could a footlong penetrate her balls deep, but he sure tried.

"OOOOOOOOOOOH, MY GOOOOOOOOOOOOD BRIAN. You're tearing me apart."

"Get used to it MILF."

"Brian... ooooooooooooo... I'm going to cum already."

"Sucks to be you. I'm far from finished." He tugs her head back by her hair and kisses her throat. She quaked as if the Earth around her was coming apart. She dug her nails into his hips until she drew blood, yet he wasn't stopping over it. A massive gusher flooded the bed of his truck. "Elliot's mom screaming like a college girl. Lovin' it MILF."

"Bri... aaaaaaaan." Another gusher beneath his steady rhythm. Kissing her neck made her crazy. "You know what I like." She whimpers huffing at his assertiveness.

"Tell ole Brian that you want this every night."

"YESSSSSSS! I want you every night." Her game was coming unglued. He was too damned good in bed. "Please Brian! Our secret. I don't want the other boys expecting this. Just you and I... PLEASE."

"Probably not. They all want you."

"They... they do?" She plays ignorant.

"Fuck yes, they do. I think they should hit this pussy too... don't you?"

"Noooo! Only you."

"Good luck with that."

"Dammit Brian. I can't."

"So, kick us all out."

"NOOOOOO! All of you stay... just... God I can't think straight. Cum inside me Brian."

"Getting there." His destruction never ending, she screams over and over until she orgasms so hard her brain short circuits. Spasm after spasm she quakes yet still he destroys her. Finally, she blacks out just as she had with Cabot. Waking up he was still fucking her. Lights out. Reviving to her hair pulling her head back roughly she screams louder than ever. "ALMOST THERE."

In and out of consciousness she choked on her screams until Brian finally fires into her. Like stinger missiles entering her airspace her eyelids rip wide and her screaming goes mute. Brian fired a second round sending Margo's eyes rolling back into her head. Lifeless she lays back as he releases her, Brian crawling out of the bed to watch her convulsing dramatically. For five long minutes he observed her fondling her body as if searching for her sanity. As her intense multiple orgasms faded, she rolls to her knees and throws her arms around his neck with the fender well between them.

"Don't ever leave me." She melts. "Oh my God! That was the best sex I've ever had." Again, a blatant lie. Not bad though, pretty close to being accurate.

"I snap my finger you drop everything and spread those legs."

"Slow down Brian. You don't own me." Only Darryl owned her.

"I will."

"You're so full of yourself."

"You're full of me too." He laughs.

"You're right. I still feel your cum trickling down my legs."

Moving away from her clutches he hops up to sit on his tailgate, "Hop on. You're too weak to walk. Crush those fucking titties against my back." She sighs and clings to his shoulders as he rises with her. Legs entwining his waist she kisses his shoulder lovingly.