Cougar House Ep. 032: Honky Tonk

Rolling over on Katarina, Eric straddled her gorgeous hips gripping his dick and once more began pumping his fist. Puckering at his stance she told him, "Better be longer than 8 Seconds Big Dog." She was the bull.

Watching him intently Kat decided to join the party the right way. Untying her bow and unbuttoning her shirt she let her massive 38D's out of the stall kicking and screaming for vengeance. "Get down here Big Dog." Realizing as she squeezed the sides of her tits what it was she wanted, Eric scooted forward and slid his dick between her cleavage. Smothering him from both sides he titty fucked her right in front of everybody. His, "YAAAAAWWWWHOOOOOO!" made everyone look.

Margo and Maria amused by Eric's interaction stepped up their own game. Maria taking the lead this time in unzipping Cabot's pants and digging for his erection. Cabot unsure just let it happen. In seconds he was getting a hand job. Margo didn't even have to help Heath, he rushed to keep up. Trudy and her girlfriend Dawnita took their cues and forced their men to comply. With so much going on their lovers had no fight in them. LET IT RIDE!

Hand jobs were everywhere. Even Yon found it in her to let Jeff bring out his hefty lefty, blushing at it's purple status. Tense moments of fear led her to finally take advantage of it, even with him saying, "You don't have to." She did it anyway. Once her fingers curled around his beast she couldn't stop jerking him, yet finally she did in exchange for something unexpected. Yon Yoo was on you Jeff Hancock.

Yep! Fingers off she was the very first to slip into the actual saddle. She crawled forth and mounted him letting out a deafening sigh at the thick cock sliding up into her overly tight pussy. NOW LET IT RIDE! YAW! YAW! Jeff was a prisoner to her eagerness, even her dress was tugged up over her head and discarded. Welcome to Pennsylvania, Miss Yoo.

Gwen totally into the ride now slipping on to fit into the crowd and proud was gyrating up a storm on Brian's cock. Leaning over him to hide their faces in her long blond hair she couldn't stop moaning. Own little world but Brian was all in. Balls deep every few seconds. She was already cumming on his thick juicy monster. Step by step! Her only words, "So crazy!" His more in line of, "God you're beautiful." Romeo was in the house. Juliet was on his balcony.

With the succumbing pussy posse riding hard gals were cumming up a bust storm, tits bouncing wildly in their frontier justice. Eying the new moves Katarina Pope told herself, "I just knew it'd become an orgy. Can't beat 'em...groin em." Look out Mister Crowe, the bird watcher was ready to raid your perch.

Slapping his hips she speaks up, "Hop up Big Dog." He winced being forced to stop jerking off, he wanted to paint her lily white tits with another coat of off white, those big pink nips like flowers needing watered. Once he crawled off letting her up, she whipped her shirt off and pointed for him to lay on his back. Standing up she ditched her boots and peeled her jeans off to a lacy pair of turquoise panties. Last to be removed she balled them up in her hand and sat down on his dick. A thin fiery strip of fur lining up with cock she felt his monster touch bottom, his scrotum crushing against her ass cheeks. Drawing down over him as he tilted his head back at her warm wet cunt sweeping his foreskin, Kat stuffed her panties into his mouth. Eyes bulging he laughed with his mouth full. The owner gave a brand new meaning to bar hopping. Nearly every gal on the floor was riding like the wind.

Song bailing on their fun the band drew a two second breath and switched it up. "This song's in honor of our gracious host." The singer chuckled. Not country they burst into Ted Nugent's song Cat Scratch Fever. Even Kat had to cast a thumbs up at her entertainment. Cum one cum all. Trudy was wailing up a storm even moving into reverse cowgirl so that Heath could witness her man's cock thriving and diving up inside her. Eye contact was made. Megan Fox was in the hen house but found the cock crowing.

The bouncers holding back watching both the orgy and the surrounding crowd found that even the sidelines were getting frisky. Girls were giving head to perfect strangers. Guys were sucking tits, and had hands down the fronts of many a cowgirl's jeans. The head bouncer Opie gave up on his fantasy girl Trudy and headed for the bar. With the festivities so distracting he had an alternative in mind. Behind the now lifeless bar was a short haired blond named Karla with tattooed sleeves and ornate shoulders. Moving behind the bar unzipping his fly Opie just took the girl, hot pants down in the blink of a thigh. His hands under her tank top palming her 36C's, the bartender took it from behind. She loved working at Fiddle Stix. Best tippers ever!

Nugent retreating back to the 1980's, the nearly exhausted band found a request step up with a worthy suggestion. Luckily they knew the tune. Agreeing it might be fun to see where it took the dance cards the guitars and keyboardist started the band out. A quieter tune but it was good considering things needed to wind down. Backroads by Ricky Van Shelton brought on mood swings. The guys wanting equal opportunity rolled their sluts over on to their bellies and goaded them into poising their asses in the air. Cheeks slapped aggressively the men vowed to take control. Doggy style! Hair pulled to show the gals who had the truck in the family, cunts were getting nailed hard. Heath Talbot? He hit the backroad proper, fucking Margo Needy up the ass. Cabot and Brian joining in with that option, Maria loving anal, Gwen...first time.

"MOTHERFUCKER!" Gwendolyn grew to love it.

Jeff and Yon kept it clean and he just rolled her over on to her back and...made love to her. Such a gent! Eric spinning Katarina around let her do all the work, doggy style for the Big Dog. Her kitty was chasing the dog, twerking up a whirlwind of cheeks. He just reared back and enjoyed the ho...show. Turbulent but so darn worth it, the guys were nutting in and on their gals. Christmas in the Pocohos!

Band wore out from far too many songs in a row strung a finality chord. "Need a breather folks. Pack of cigarettes too." The lead singer laughed. "We need beer." He looked out toward the bar to see Opie and Karla going at it still. Karla went so far as to pour a draft and toast the band between moans. Opie a ball of sweat took the mug from her and downed it himself. The band had to laugh.

The orgy relaxing, the girls pretty much remained nude even as their men got dressed. Potty breaks led the pussy posse to the little cowgirls room, Margo and Maria venturing there themselves. A long line of naked sluts stood waiting to get in and bantered amongst themselves. Trudy Purdette introducing herself to Margo called her out, "You're one ballsy bitch!" Bubbly at having so much fun Margo Needy reached behind her for traces of Heath's cum on her ass. Finger wet she brought it around and directly up to Trudy's lips.

"My son loves you." Margo giggled as Trudy went cross-eyed looking down at her sampler splatter.

"Son?" Trudy reeled back then took the bait sucking the fingertip. "Want some of my Daddy?" she spoke enjoying Talbot's taste immensely. Whirling around Trudy pointed at her own milky ass. Kneeling down Margo licked Trudy's bottom clean then stood up and whipped Trudy around to kiss her full on the mouth. Tongues entwining the bar room brawl was on. Dropping to the floor the two went full on 69 in front of everybody. In seconds the pussy posse chose partners and joined in on the crossroads. Maria and Gwen were taken down by Dawnita and another friend Kirstie. Katarina having slipped away from Eric moved up to the Katwalk of bodies and stepped over each until gaining easy access into the bathroom. The line evidently stopped at the door the restroom was empty.

Out on the floor the guys were fist bumping with literally every cowboy there for their mass achievement. Brian Hancock looking around for his brother winced, "Where's Jeff?" He and Yon were no where to be found. Had the Ninja taught Jeff a few tricks? Shrugging Brian noticed the 69er's and pointed them out. Like a herd of cattle the men raced to get up close for the new arena of bucking broads. Heath finding Margo on the bottom with Trudy on top stood next to Trudy's man Collier. Both puckering at their feasting fillies Heath dared to tell Collier his lady was fine, Collier admitting the same of Heath's gal.

"Wanna trade for five minutes?" Heath chuckled. Mulling it over Collier nodded, "I can do that." Heath taking the lead knelt in front of Trudy and gripped her by the hair pulling her tongue away from Margo's trickling snatch. "Hey there Miss Foxx, can I have your autograph? I have a penis." He had his dick out in two shakes and was smacking Trudy's lips with it. Taking the bait Trudy sucked him off.

Behind his girl Collier dropped his own trousers again and dangled his mighty eight down toward Margo's lips, she still devouring Trudy. Combining forces Collier slid his dick right between Margo's tongue and Trudy's cunt. Margo did the rest devoting talents to both he and Miss Purdette. Five minutes became seven as both Collier and Heath came, Trudy swallowing Heath's jizz and getting strands on her ass that Margo lapped off. Finishing Collier by sucking his dick Margo drained him dry. Returning to Trudy's pussy Margo polished her partner off in a wet squirt. Trudy taking over Margo assisted in a duel, Margo soaking Trudy's nasal passages. All around the girls, bitches were having orgasms, even Gwen while Brian watched her cum.

Cabot pulling Maria to her feet made out with her as guys rubbed her ass without permission. At the moment Cabot didn't care, nor did Maria, she knew the hands were not Cabot's. The attention was overwhelming.

Stepping out of the restroom fully dressed Katarina looked down at the pussy pathway and shook her head. "I was gonna offer free shots but it looks like the fellas beat me to it." Chuckles at every angle led her to go to the bar and get on the mic. Opie still tagging Karla even while she did her job was pretty entertaining. Sign of a darn good bartender mixing it up and shaking like a drink in a hurricane.

"Watermelon shots for everybody. EVERY BODY!" Kat emphasized. Let the body shots begin. Sticks were being fiddled with. Things eventually getting back to normal Brian led Gwen outside to make out and cool off. Cabot and Maria right behind them. Eric was already outside feeling smug at having fucked the club owner. He was definitely coming back.

"Still no Jeff?" Brian was getting worried. Suddenly, an echoing horn blared into the darkness. Sensing it was his truck Brian and Gwen went out to check. Seeing the shocks gently swaying Brian just knew. It was a HONKy Tonk! Cautioning Gwen to remain quiet they snuck up on the inhabitants to find Yon riding Jeff in the drivers seat. Tempted to scare them Gwen stopped Brian and coaxed him away. Jeff needed a girlfriend and they both knew it. Taking Gwen to the tailgate Brian silently unlatched it and brought it down. Gwen thinking he wanted to sit on it realized there was more to it. Brian had a twin bed mattress in the back.

"You think of everything don't you?" She whispered as he pulled her into him.

"Mostly you these days." Yep! Into the bed of the truck they went. She was made love to on that mattress with pure passion. The shocks were doing double duty.

Eric, Cabot, and Maria headed back inside to do some more dancing now that the band was back from relaxing. Finding Margo and Heath with Trudy and Collier just being all peaceful cozy, the group just listened to the music. Eric seeing Katarina helping out behind the bar he made his way up then realized he was going to have to order a soft drink. Wincing he dared to ask for more once he faced Kat. "Bud!" Meaning a Budwizzer! Eying him with a smirk Katarina winks at him, "That what we are Big Dog?" He seemed stunned by her question, he wanted a beer. Dawning on him her play on the word Bud he grinned, "As long as I can beat around your Anheuser-Busch."

"Did you see a bush?" She chuckled patting the bikini lines behind her jeans, hoping he had forgotten her brushfire. "I prefer mine Natural Light." The beer references were fun to goof around with. Eric nodded coming up blank on any further beer banter. "You got a nice Steel Reserve, Big Dog." She kept them cumming. Shrugging he threw his hands up laughing with her.

"Sorry! I got nothing."

Hearing Opie finally finish up with Karla, she screaming, he snarling and choking her from behind until every last drop was tickling her interior. Kat having given her a break leers over her shoulder at the spasms. "Never knew ole' Opie had that much energy. He's been tappin' that keg for a good forty."

"Mind if I...drop by again?" Eric laid out his desires.

"Once in a...BLUE MOON." She winked with another beer pun, "Couldn't help it. So you likin' us older gals?"

"Love peeling off the labels." He tried for swagger, "Meaning...age is just a label, right?"

"After hours next Saturday?" She offered along with a bottle of Bud, but withheld it playfully, "You drivin'?"

"Until dawn." He winked.

"Bud's then." She handed over the bottle. After an orgy on the premises without worry, one beer wasn't going to hurt. "On the house Big Dog."

"Rooftop next time?" He looks at the ceiling.

"Good thing I live upstairs." She had to get back to work, the line was growing. Eric swigged his beer and sighed. Lisa was back on his mind.

"Lisa is Jeckle and Kat is Heckle. Go figure!"

Last call!

After closing time the party went to Brian's truck, in, up against, and carefully on. Front seats, backseats, bed, and fender well. Yon? Long gone! Jeff and Eric just stood by and watched.

Both men looked at one another and said, "New girlfriend?" A dance of possibilities in their neck movements led to a distraction of screaming orgasms.

"Mom's awake." Eric smirked.

Gwen follows her lead crying out with a round of quaking kicks to the bed side shell.

"Sis is awake." Jeff added, then used his fingers to count to five in Spanish. On Cinco Maria wailed like a banshee.

"Dancing around the sombrero."

Peering around them Eric hears multiple screams from surrounding vehicles. The pussy posse was lighting up the lot. Seven other trucks had the same idea.

Blame it on Margo Needy. Mom knew how to party.

hONky tONk! bedONkadONk!

The shocks kept coming.