Starting from Scratch Ep. 006: STEAKOUT

For another ten minutes they sat through the phone call until they saw their father shoot cum straight up into the air, falling back to land on his hairy abs. "OH MY GOSH!" Both girls huffed clinging to one another for emotional support. Three more shots skyward made them giddy but biting their lips to contain the notion of squealing. Hearing Tessa scream only added to their amazement.

"Damn! That was intense." He laughed, "Nice squirt."

"I always squirt heavily. I should have grabbed a towel." Tessa replied showing him her stained carpet below her feet. Lifting the camera to her face she fanned her features. Suddenly, behind her stepped another blond girl, this one topless with definitely enhanced tits. She handed Tessa a towel then bent over the camera smiling and fluttering her fingers. A wink at Henry before licking Tessa's cheek then her fingers one by one suckling them of her wetness. "Thanks, Svetty."

"Who might this be?" He asked.

"I am Svetlana." The girl leaned over Tessa's shoulder, cheek to hair.

"Russian? Nice."

Tessa hugged the other blond cheek to cheek grinning, "Threesome next time? She's, my girlfriend."

"No shit?"

"Yep! Exchange student. Lived at my parents' home until I moved out. She's my lover now. Trust me Henry I like dick too."

"As do I." Svetlana winks at him, then relates more in her thick Soviet accent. "Much dick preferred. You have very big dick my baby's boss. Svetty want!"

"Nice to know. You still coming to the cookout?" He asked Tessa.

"Are you sure you want me there? Your wife and kids... and Emma?" She used Piper's RPG name to identify her. Dakota and Sable both whispered, "Who's Emma?" They should have listened better, of course most of the times Emma had been mentioned it was through Tessa.

"Just get over here. Leopard remember!"

"I remember Lion Tamer."

"Svetlana's welcome too."

The Russian beauty sighed, "I have classes. As you say... rainchick?" She then made hand gestures as if stroking a cock his size and extended her tongue as if accepting his rain. "Love precipitation."

"That's raincheck, but close enough." He laughed. "Let me go clean up. See you in an hour and a half?"

"I'll be there, already programing your address into my GPS."

"We can talk more over at Piper's. Ummmm? When you meet my girls... don't talk about Frisque'. They think I'm designing a Gears of War kind of game."

"What's that game called?" She giggled.

"Tread Carefully." He chuckled, "Tanks for asking."

"Oh my God! Too funny. Sure Man! No problem, get it? Sherman as in tank?"

"Keep your night job."

"Bye." She rolled her eyes while Svetlana blew him a kiss. Call severed Henry sat up in a hurry and started for the bathroom then paused.

"I wonder if I still have that camouflaged tank top?" Vocal about it he marched back toward his closet. The girls panicked at his return trying to ease back further into the shadows, the wall preventing distance. It was then that Sable noticed something, the tank was hanging right next to her. Jaw dropping, she saw her father searching higher instead. Dakota realizing the tank top was so close pinched it and pulled it from its hanger and hid it behind her. He wasn't going to find it. Again, his dick was right up close, so close they could have touched it without even stretching to reach it. His penis still trickling cum had their eyes affixed upon it. With a growl Henry nurtured his beast without care of staining clothing to circulate any final droplets then gave up, pausing before he headed for the shower. A few new shots of jizz flew right over Dakota's brow. She went cross-eyed looking up at his squirting urethra. "Fuck! Now that Russian makes me want to beat off all over again."

Standing there with his head tilted back and eyelids closed he destroyed his cock. Existing droplets splattering Sable now the twins were simply so affixed on his up-close masturbation they couldn't blink. Let alone look at one another. The wall behind them there was no retreat. Three breathless minutes later Henry fires another massive load. Dakota thinking of her sister nudged her over and took the full force of his milky nut in the face. Her lips open much of it went right into her mouth.

Trying not to choke she palmed her gaping mouth and got cum all over her entire hand. Finalized firepower now pelted her knuckles. "FUCK THAT FELT GOOD!" He wagged his cock less than an inch from her nose. Daring herself Dakota removed her hand and used it to push Sable away by palming her left profile, cum smearing all over her sister's cheek. In her dare to herself Dakota puckered and leaned in lightly kissing his crown. Henry didn't even react toward the barely felt pressure of her succulent pucker molding around the urethra. Sable nearly pissed on the carpet.

Sighing at his savage hunger Henry cracked his back and headed for the bathroom. Once the water began and hearing the glass door shut behind him, the girls looked at one another's sticky puddled up faces and shivered. Only mouthing the words "OH MY GOD!" they sat there comprehending what just happened. It took two minutes to seek reality before they made their move, crawling out from his clustered wardrobe. On their hands and knees both girls found their palms wet from fallen cum drops. "Ewww!" became their shared response quickly rubbing it off on their earlier worn clothing. Dakota took his tank and hung it back up but where he could easily see it. He would just presume he overlooked it. Tiptoeing out the girls went into Sable's bedroom to talk.

"I can't believe daddy did that in front of us."

"It wasn't like he knew we were there dope." Dakota chuckled, "Remind you of Traveling Travis?" Dakota showed her thin puddles of savored cum on her tongue. "It's not bad. Kind of like spearmint gum." She then chuckled, "Spearmint cum!"

"Stop that." Sable giggled nudging her sister's shoulder then wiping her face where Dakota had palmed her. Wincing she licked her wet finger which brought out a brilliant smile. "It does taste minty." A further sampling neither of Henry's daughters wasted a drop. They were oddly proud of the fact. "I can't help it I think he's cute."

"I think daddy is really sexy too."

I mean Travis."

"Oh, hell no! You can have him. I have my eyes set on Angus at school. Well, and daddy. Don't judge me."

"You are stupid. We can't... you can't chase daddy. You can't even go after Angus. He wouldn't even give you the time of day he's a jock. Robin Banks has him wrapped around her pinky."

"What's Banks have that I don't?"

"Four pompoms." Sable snickered lifting her tits in a juggle, "Cheerleader with bigger boobs than you."

"So! I know boys look at my boobs too. When we wear these halters to school we'll be noticed more. Besides you're the one who always wanted to be a cheerleader."

"This is our senior year, that dream is over. I could never move like they do I'm a klutz. Their dance routines are just too dirty." She then primps at her halter top in her hand, "I'm afraid to wear this." Sable pinches the sides of her halter, "They can see... the sides of my boobies."

"Isn't that the point?"

"If mom catches us in the hallway, we'll be bent over Daddy's knee again."

"Then I hope I get punished." Dakota giggled, "I so wanted spanked by him again. You worry too much." Dakota fondly recalled her last tour over her father's knee last spring. That time seemed to be more... intimate... considering her wearing a one-piece bathing suit even back then. Even Sable saw the glint in her sister's eye.

"You like being spanked by daddy. I can tell."

"I can't help it. I want daddy. Especially now that I know how delicious his milky stuff is. I bet mom can't get enough of it." Dakota couldn't hide her grin any longer, "You did too. Don't lie to me. I remember you smiling when daddy made me watch you get spanked too."

"Not as much as you did. It... I... felt weird when he spanked my butt. Usually, he does it when we're wearing shorts or something. Our bathing suits showed off more of... our butts... cheekies were hanging out."

"Did you even notice Daddy... had a..." She used her finger as if an erection growing, "...when he spanked us? Even last year."

"Noooooooo! He didn't... did he?" She tried to recall that day then expressed awe, "Oh gosh! He did have a big finger."

"Yep! We can't let on that we notice though or he might get really mad. Let's just keep everything we've seen to ourselves."

"Right! That might be bad. So, who's this Tessa girl? Why was Daddy on the phone doing... that with her?"

"I don't know. We can't ask or he'll know. He invited her to the cookout so we can feel her out... the situation I mean... not her." Dakota giggled, "You know what I'm trying to say."

"She sounded young. I wonder what mom will think about her?"

"Mom treats daddy horribly. We both know that she's... cheating on daddy. It's all over school that she's seeing Coach Crandell. If Daddy is having an affair, can we blame him?"

"I guess not. Why are our parents so messed up?"

"As if we're not getting there ourselves." Dakota laughed, "What did we just watch? What did we just... do thinking Travis was drowning? What did we allow Knox and Dip to do to us."

"We even let Knox and Dip... WHAT WERE WE THINKING?" Sable palmed the sides of her face with a look of horror.

"It wasn't that bad. I kind of liked being oiled up."

"It was... fun." Sable relaxed, now nibbling a nail, "We should get ready for the cookout. Daddy will be ready before we are."

"Right! What are we wearing?"

"One-piece swimsuits so we don't get yelled at?"

"No way! I'm wearing my green bikini."

"White shorts over it? I'll wear mine too."

"Don't go green like me, let's be different for once."

"Okay! I'll wear my black and yellow bikini. White button-down shorts though."

"No matching shirts."

"I'll find something."

Dakota left Sable's bedroom for her own and decided to take a competing shower to freshen up a bit. Sable shut and locked her bedroom door, standing there naked, temptation leading her to her bedroom window. Peeking through her curtain she spotted Travis in his bedroom looking through his telescope. Eyes flaring, she opened her curtains wide and let him see her naked yet again. He nearly knocked his telescope over seeing her. Both waving at one another they couldn't stop grinning.

Finally, Sable paused him with a finger then went to her desk for a piece of art paper. Using a black marker she wrote, "Are you and your mom coming to the cookout?" Showing it, he gave her an iffy hand motion, then a shrug. Pouting she whined, "Nooo! You have to come." It was then that she touched her body feeling sticky areas where her father had jizzed on her earlier. "I better shower too." With a final wave Sable hit her own shower stall, she was lucky enough to have her own tiny ensuite. All she could hope for was that Travis himself at least would drop over. She had butterflies in her tummy. Hearts in her eyes. Fingers... where they shouldn't have been. At least in her naïve young mind. Being a virgin sucked.

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Next door at Piper Cherry's... after putting her groceries away...

"Hey, Sis! Just calling you back."

"It took you long enough." Mona Cherry-Belmont, Piper's older sister sighed, giving her baby sister a hard time. It was just her being playful.

"Yeah, I know. I went grocery shopping. Piggly Wiggly can you believe it? Weeeeeeee Weeeeeeeeeee!" Piper mocked the Geico commercial for shits and giggles, "I invited my new neighbors over for a welcome me to the neighborhood cookout."

"That was fast. Did you get all moved in and settled?"

"Still unpacking, but the rest of the house is set up and livable. How's Mace and Monet?"

"Monet is doing well. God is good to her."

"Grampa you mean?"

"Dad is paying for everything yes. Including her seminary school tuition. He adores his grandkids."

"Still whining because I haven't given him a grandbaby?"

"We both know you will never have children. Thankfully you and Davon..."

"Stop right there Mona. I do not want to even talk about my ex."

"Sorry, I know that's a tender subject. Have you heard from him since he was sent away?"

"What part of not talking about him didn't you get?"

"I was only... you're right, it's better to forget him."

"Not forget, just overlook the past. Anyway, how is my puppy?"

"Eating me out of house and home."

"What are you talking about? I bought enough dog food for a month before I left Atlanta."

"Rotten has been an angel. Mace has even trained him to fetch, believe it or not he does it perfectly every time."

"Awwwww! And Mommy missed his first retrieval, darn it."

"Mace offered to drive Rotten to Nashville on Saturday if you can make time."

"Always! Why is Mace being so nice to me suddenly?"

"Dad bought him a new truck for his nineteenth birthday. He wants to get out of Atlanta for a drive."

"New truck, huh? Isn't it funny dad never bought you and I any new car? Bree at least got a Big Wheel."

"As if he needed to. You know Rex has more money than dad ever will owning the stables. He just wants to spoil his grandkids."

"Senator Lane Cherry poorer than your hubby, too funny. I guess that means Rex and you can buy Mace his own private island then."

"I wouldn't go that far." Mona giggled, "He has asked about his own condo though. We're undecided. Rex wants him to earn his own money without our influence."

"Good for Rex."

"I know. We really do try to keep our children grounded."

"Unlike how dad used to ground us if we didn't curtsey around guests when we were kids?"

"That was more of mom's doing. She wanted us to be perfect ladies." There was a pin drop pause before both sisters shared a hysterical laugh. "Well, one of us succeeded."

"You got that right. Once I went to college anything mom and dad wanted me to be, got tossed out the window with my virginity at camp. From college directly into pompom princess for the Falcons. Dad nearly blew a gasket when I told him I made the cut."

"Even more so when you started dating a bl-- you know where I was going there... I know you asked me to not mention him. Sorry Pip."

"He was a part of all our lives in some fashion. In the beginning things were incredible, money, travel, sex, he treated me like a goddess. To this day I just don't understand how I missed any signs as to what he was planning. He definitely protected me from knowing anything to the bitter end. Even afterwards once the shock let up it felt... I have to stop there or I'm going to cry Mona. Guests coming, I don't want them to see me emotional."

"I understand... so is Saturday alright for Mace to bring Rotten to Nashville?"

"Absolutely! I need my baby back home. He's... all I have these days."

"You should have Mace continue training Rotten. He not only fetches, but he also rolls over and sits too."

"He sat when I told him too. Where is Mace getting all this energy to train Rotten? Doesn't he have a girlfriend?"

"He did, Delaney went off to college in South Carolina. They... took a break I think."

"Ah! Famous last words. Tell Mace I'll cover his gas, he can stay a few days even if he likes."

"Getting away from Atlanta would be good for him. With you being so new to Nashville maybe take yourselves sightseeing. Go to Blake Shelton's club I hear it's quite nice."

"You know I'm not into Country." Piper giggles, "Just Country boys. At least I think so, I haven't bedded any down yet."

"Making up for lost time?"

"You know it. I'm never getting tied down again, unless there's ropes and bedposts involved."

"Oh lord! I cannot even recall those days. Rex doesn't even tie his shoes; he wears the slip-on kind." Boots! "As his own boss he barely wears pants except to the office."

"At least you married a stud with money to match. That's the one thing I'll admit, your man is fine for 50."

"He works out, personal trainers, same as I do."

"Question is... does his trainer have pecs or silicone?"

"Ginger is married."

"So is he. Does that mean anything, anymore?" Piper hid the fact that her sister's husband even drooled over Piper when they were around one another.

"It better, there was no prenup signed." Mona laughs, "He won't be holding his horses long if I catch wind he's cheated."

"Oh, he won't lose ReBelle and his racehorses. I doubt you need to worry." Big time! Not ratting him out. Mona would have a nervous breakdown.

"I don't believe so either. If anything, he's addicted to porn. I feel secure."

"SHIT!" Piper hissed.

"What's wrong?"

"I have a Security system being installed Saturday too. I'll have to stick around until that gets set up. Whole house is getting cameras, being rich I want to know what's going on when I'm not around. That, and I don't want Rotten tearing things up. I have it planned to activate a recording of my voice if too much motion sets off my cell letting me know of intruders or Rotten shredding the place."

"He hasn't chewed up anything of ours. You could always invest in a cage."

"No way. I'm not pinning him up like some... well, animal."

"He is an animal Pip."

"No, he's, my baby. No crib! I'll test the waters, maybe Mace can work with him as you say. It sounds as if he prefers training dogs over horses like I'm sure Rex might want from him."

"Mace loves animals in general. So, do you if memory serves."

"I love riding, especially when dad used to take us to Wyoming on vacation. We should plan a trip just us girls sometime."

"Oh, now that sounds delightful. I'm so in."

"Let me get settled here, new life and all, we can plan for something in the Spring."

"Perfect! I'll have Mace call you when he's on his way."

"Works for me. Love you, Sis. Tell Monet good luck in SEMENary school."

"I'm driving her there in the morning. Say a prayer for the school." She laughed knowing her daughter well. Monet Belmont was her Aunt Piper reborn. Nympho for God! Go figure! "Love you too. Behave yourself."

"Zero chances of that."

"How well I know."

Call ended Piper wondered if she should change out of her tank top and stretchy shorts. A simple compromise she just put on some bikini bottoms and kept the tank. She wasn't going to get too dressy for any cookout, besides impressions were already made, even the McKellen twins knew what kind of person she was. Why show them any different?

Speaking of showing... without any curtains or blinds in her new home she was an easy target for young Travis, his home facing her pool, her bedroom facing his home. Looking out the window she found him glued to his telescope peeping on... "Wait a minute... he's targeting Henry and Josie's house. Oh, hell no! Now, I'm jealous." Not really, Piper just had to snicker about it.

"Seeing as Josie's still at work he must be spying on the girls. That cad! I can so imagine the little pervert checking out the girls while they were swimming." If only she knew. Off to her kitchen she let her steaks thaw in the sink. A bit more unpacking kept her busy, what few culinary supplies she still hadn't put away.

Hearing her cell ping she pranced, almost danced back into the living room where she left her phone. Finding a text from Josie she created a whistling expression, "I had a talk with Carl. He wants to meet with you soon. He knows you just moved in so I think he's just giving you room to breathe before an interview. I'm excited for you." Once read in her thoughts Piper wrote back, "He's the one who should be excited. Wait until he sees what I'll be wearing. So, against code."

A reply back sounded worried, "Too much too soon might hurt your chances. Carl's tough."

"I'll tenderize him like the steaks going on my grill. Don't sweat that sweet little ass my new Bestie, I have the counselling job in the bag and Carl in the sack. LOL!"