Starting from Scratch Ep. 080: BUM RUSH

"A fucking hour to get ready and be at the field. I should have just showered at Horton-Dexter. Roger could have showered with me. Yeah, I wouldn't have been on time either way."

Piper Cherry pushed the speed limit in going home, driving wildly wasn't smart but it had to be done. Fortunately for her the Nashville PoPo were all on cOFFee breaks eating donuts. Nearing her housing division Hooters Crossing she took out a curb bitching at her idiotic clumsiness, big beautiful braless breasts dancing in the process.

"There goes a front end alignment. Fuck me!"

Four minutes later she pulled into her driveway and jumped out. Pussy on a hot thin roof she danced her way over her scalding hot concrete driveway by leaving her heels in her Ford Edge. Even her purse remained in the vehicle, cellphone and all. She was in that big of a hurry. Rushing in through her front door she was met with over joyous licks. Depending on whom she might have enjoyed it. Not her type!

"Get off me you Big Lug."

"I'm not on you."

"Not you!" She battled her dog Rotten who was a tad too excitable, her nephew Mace Belmont not even bothering to rescue her. "I don't have time Baby Boy." She held her Rottweiler like a dance partner as he licked her face and neck. "Quit trying to turn me on. I told you long ago we're only friends." She was teasing her dog turning them in step to shut her front door.

"Little help here?"

"I'm not going near him. He's been a humping legs, and you are leggy, since I got back home. You see the video I text you?" He had to laugh.

"I haven't had time to do anything but brake and accelerate." She finally had to push Rotten off of her and get stern, "GET OFF!"

"That's what Travis said." Mace chuckled.

"Nooooooooo!" Piper exhaled as if shocked then looked at Rotten, "You didn't!"

"Pretty close. I had a heck of a time pulling him off Trav. Funny as hell. Right after his shower he was even naked when it happened. I think Knox recorded it. Oh, he freaked out at your dildo stuck to the shower tile."

"Poor Travis." She pouted but still found the boys trauma slightly amusing. Removing her dress as she walked by Mace she had to kick at Rotten to avoid his sniffing. The scent of jizz attacked both males senses making Mace at least wince.

"You get laid?"

"No, just jizzed on. The Science Teacher Roger Dundee."

"Lucky guy." He chuckled.

"You need to stop, Mister! Let me get showered. Make me a grilled cheese to go."

"As if I don't have to change too."

"You've been here longer than I have, you should have been ready by now."

"Watching cable. Fresh Prince of Belmont." He mused, having watched Fresh Prince of Bel-Aire.

"That's what I'm saying, quit getting fresh with me all the time."

"Not gonna stop. You're stuck with me."

"UGGGGGGGH!" She shut her bedroom door for a moment's peace. While his back was to Rotten, Mace was taken from behind. The dance was not divinely. At least he was in the kitchen where Knox Hardecker couldn't record his misfortune.

"GET THE FUCK OFF!"

"That's telling him." She giggled hearing her nephew's panic. Better him than her. "Maybe I need to get Rotten a girlfriend." She turned the valve in her shower to prime the temperature, "French poodle? Naaaa! One whore in the house is enough. I could put him up for stud if I can find another AKC Rott." Her ten minute shower was the best ever, even backing into her plunger on the tile wall. Quicky! Thinking of Travis Herbert in the shower not long before her that quicky turned to icky. "Clean up your act Cherry!"

Mace avoided a shower of his own by locking Rotten in the back yard. Grilled cheese did sound good. Chef Belmont to the kitchen. Double cheddar!

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Speaking of showers...

Three women hogged the hot water competing for cleanliness. Sable and her Mother Josie occupied the only two showers available. Twin sister Dakota having brushed her teeth took the time to run downstairs in her underwear. Rose colored matching lace bra and panties to be precise. Stolen from her Mother's stash. Stalking her Father who was back inside his office she made sure he heard her whistling while passing by his opened door. Looking up to see her Henry McKellen growled.

"I shouldn't have let her know I caught on to her body double act. Kota is going to keep messing with me hoping I give in and do more. I don't mind the kissing and touching stuff if it's helpful but let's face it she's abusing it now." He stared at his computer monitor at the images he was designing of his character Mark and his daughters Montana and Bunny. "Yeah, this shit helps."

Seconds later Dakota returns with a juice box, "Wanna sip?" She sucked on her straw with devilish eyes.

"Hadn't you better get ready for the game?"

"I have a few minutes. Do you like my undies Daddy?" She twirls in step taunting him.

"Yours? I seem to recall seeing your Mother in those...that is when she wore underwear." He rolled his eyes.

"She doesn't need them anymore. Her loss my gain."

"Yes, they look very nice. I'm sure Angus will love those."

"He liked my other pair. Did I tell you someone stole my panties earlier in the week? Dress day, I went without. Corey Samson swiped them out of my book bag. Angus got them back for me."

"Jesus!" He pinched his nose realizing how much she was acting like her Mother. "You need to keep your bum covered Kota."

"My bum? You mean my bun? Buns?" She shifted in her stance to spank her left butt cheek with a curious sparkle in her eye.

"Those too. Don't be like your Mom...for me?"

"I'd do anything for you Daddy." She smiled then undid her bra with one hand. Taking it off her tits flopped free and said hello. "Anything but that. Gonna go now. Miss you Daddy." Off she went wiggling with intention.

"I'm dead." His erection wasn't. Work done for the day on Frisque, looking at his characters Montana and Bunny with Mark was just going to make it worse. He'd try to come home and finish his artwork early in the morning when it was quiet. If he had the energy. He didn't know what he was in for at Cashanova later.

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Upstairs Josie McKellen brushed and blow dried her shoulder length brown mane. scenting up with a whorishly yummy perfume. Eying herself in her bathroom mirror, finally seen through retreating steam she basked in her beauty. Setting her brush down she admired her tits from side to side. "Henry's right. The girls are perfect." That was a loaded response considering the trouble they were having of late with their daughters. A trouble barely beginning.

For now the thoughts were on this particular set of twins. "Faint hickies around my left nipple, I better be careful of Reese and his half courtship. Too many of these and Roman is going to catch on, Henry too but at least Henry would think it's from Roman. Of course Roman could think it's from Henry. Situation solved." She giggled, blame the other and enjoy the marks. The thing was, Reese and the other students were starting to get rougher. Choking would leave bruises. Spanked red marks from hands far bigger than her main lovers would leave a telltale sign. Sighing she shared a shrug with her own twin in the mirror, "So be it."

After laying out her dress earlier she knew what she was wearing. While Roman requested jeans, which would make sense, evening might get slightly cooler, she just wanted her sexuality to be seen more vividly. Piper Cherry to blame for this, there was no looking back in either of their minds. "If it does get nipply I can at least wear one of those new shirts Piper had printed up for the cheerleaders. Which reminds me Sable needs to go get her outfit from Piper before game time so she can change into it. I better warn her."

Opening her bedroom door which she realized was ajar she peeked her head out and looked down the hall. "Sable?" From the distance her daughter's door popped open and she too leered out, herself naked by the looks of it.

"Yeah?"

"You better hurry and run next door for your Swallow's uniform before Piper leaves. You don't want to have to change in the car."

"She's riding with Mace. Changing in his truck might be fun." Dakota popped her own door open in a three-way of heads.

"You need to butt out Dakota."

"Okay!" She opened her door all the way and mooned her Mother, well sort of she was still in her rose colored panties.

"Are those mine?" Josie tilted her head scowling.

"You don't wear undies anymore. So I adopted them."

"Fine! You're right. I need to get dressed. I just wanted to remind Sable."

"I'll head over in five minutes." Sable shared, "Can I borrow panties?"

"Yes. Hurry up over before your Father comes up here." In a mad dash hurry Sable streaked across the hall and joined her Mother in nudity. Not to be left out Dakota sprang into her own stroll and the three of them gravitated around Josie's dresser. Josie had her favorites so stood close to their treasure hunt ready to draw a sword. Dakota spotting a bluish purple G-string she had missed earlier snatched it up and took time to drop her rose colored undies to switch out. All three women naked giggling was fun for them, torture for others.

"OH JESUS!" Henry had made it upstairs and walked right in on the trio of beauties.

"Turn your head." Josie laughed as Henry feigned a blush and covered his eyes. Just as quickly Henry removed his hand and joined them in looking into the drawers. Hugging Josie to make it look less obvious he kissed her forehead.

"Just take the drawer already."

Noticing her daughters being more shameless than usual made Josie wince, "Divide them up and go. Your Father needs attention." In response Dakota faced him after slipping on the G-string. Sable a bit more modest just gathered a bunch up and scurried back to her room. Dakota then whispered, "I got what I wanted earlier."

"When did you have time to...?" Josie paused. "You came home from school in place of Sable, didn't you?"

"No I didn't." Dakota kept a straight face. "I went through your drawers before school, seeing as you left so early."

"Cell phones. When I brought you...Sable home she had her own cell. Not yours. Are you two trying to be sneaky?"

"They switched cell cases is all." Henry stepped up. "I saw them. Drunk as I was."

"Right! Shell game!" Dakota giggled, "Running out of time. Love you Daddy."

"Love you too Punkie." He refused to watch her wiggle away. He didn't have to look, Josie's dresser mirror said it all. Instead he drew Josie into a hug that masked his inspection of his daughter's tight heart shaped bottom. The G-string made it look as if she wore nothing.

"Quit staring." Josie wasn't being fooled.

"What? I can't look at my wife's behind?" It was in the mirror too.

"Mine yes. Dakota's...I give up. Henry? Did they really switch cell cases?"

"Blurry! It happened at the front door. Between sunlight coming in and Travis rambling I saw the girls switcheroo." He was a convincing liar. Josie just frowned. She didn't care anymore.

"I need to get dressed." She sighed patting his back then peeling away, her nipples last to depart his body. Henry noticed the hickey over her nipple.

"Roman...roaming?" He pointed at her chest.

"Yep! Before classes today." She too lied. The hickey was from her air mattress ordeal with Reese and the boys, which was added to during 1st. period inside her classroom.

"Guess I need to make it a duel." He turned her back to the bed and threw her on the mattress. Door wide open he stretched out over her and attacked her other nipple sucking on it all primal. Josie began laughing hysterically at his attitude. Her reaction drawing Dakota back into play, leering around the corner of their bedroom door to watch. Henry peering up over his wife's body spotted Dakota wearing only that G-string. Eyes flaring at how her Father was letting her observe she played with her own nipples in front of him. Josie in her delight had grabbed her dress and covered her face blinding her as Henry stormed her chest and tickled her ribs. Too perfect.

Unknown to Henry however was the fact Sable was hidden to the left of the bedroom door, herself only in panties. Eventually she too popped her head nervously around the threshold. Her Father seeing her winked then tugged Josie's nipple tightly between his teeth and lifted her breast, before swallowing it whole. Legs kicking to each side of him Josie squealed. A hickey was definitely left. Teeth marks too.

Drawing away from Josie the girls snuck away. From her doorway Dakota raised her voice, "NOW NOW KIDS!" Josie froze and uncovered her face to peer back at the doorway to find it free of life. Sighing she gave up again.

"They saw us didn't they?"

"Dunno, too busy. Want a hickey down here too?" He rushed between her legs and nips her clit making Josie scream and kick again. Enough being enough he crawled away watching Josie point at him with an evil stare. "Never could resist you." He went into the bathroom leaving her to recover. Seeing her cell next to her Josie winced and plucked it up. Calling Dakota's phone she waited until her daughter stepped back across the hall.

"Why are you calling me from your bedroom?" Dakota held her cell in front of her, the case was indeed Sable's. Sable joined them wearing clothes consisting of a t-shirt and HiRISE cotton shorts all ready to go with her own cell in hand.

"Butt dial!" Josie looked at her cell severing the call.

"Mom thought you and I switched identities today." Dakota giggled, "She noticed that we switched cell cases."

"This morning before school." Sable chimed in. "I just wanted something different. Can I buy a new cell case?"

"On your birthday wish list." Josie waved them off. ""Go to Piper's she's probably ready to leave. You Miss Stripper go get dressed." With the girls departing they couldn't help but giggle. Their last second case change to their phones was perfectly timed. Considering time was running out.

Again Josie gave up. Maybe it was true.

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"One grilled cheese special delivery."

Mace Belmont carried a paper plate containing two grilled cheddar sandwiches doctored up with a hint of mustard. Family tradition style they had all adopted from Piper's mom. Finding Piper wearing only her new Swallow's t-shirt Mace concluded that she had snuck outside to her SUV and grabbed one. "Damn! That's short, and really loose." Her nipples were bullets. "Nice landing perches."

"Aren't they?" She giggled and took the plate from him. "They are tight but that only adds to their sexiness."

"You're not wearing one of those G-string's Odessa made for the cheerleaders?"

"Nope! Going without."

"Ballsy."

"That's what the football team said." She winked while chewing, Rotten barking outside her bedroom window drawing her attention. "Leash up Rotten I think I'll take him to the game to get some air."

"You sure? I'm not babysitting Humpty Dumpty there."

"Yes you are. Between you and Dakota if she's sitting with you."

"Great! I wanna hook up with Odessa later."

"Traitor. She's a Badger."

"A Badgerl." He corrected her, "I hope the Marquette Cheerleaders are hot too. Her sister Ophelia cheers for them."

"Puppies always work for bachelors. Just take Rotten with you."

"So he can humiliate me by humping my leg? Don't do this to me Aunt Piper."

"I do all kinds of things for you Buddy Boy. Things I shouldn't...need I remind you...NEPHEW?" She polishes off one grilled cheese then steps around him to head into the living room. He watched her ass expecting cheekage but the shirt, as long as she stood upright was just long enough to cover her. He knew bending over was only going to be...yep! Opening the French door for Rotten to enter she bent forward slightly to feed her pup the rest of her second grilled cheese. Cheeks and clam! This was going to be a loooong night.

Doorbell ringing Mace told her, "You answer that I'm gonna put some jeans on."

"What no defenseless sweatpants to show off your car jack?"

"I would, but I kinda want to make impressions this time."

"And, that nine iron wouldn't?" She shoved him toward the upstairs staircase and shuffled to the front door. Opening it she found Sable McKellen smiling nervously.

"Newbie Swallower reporting for duty." She saluted in a bubbly tone but still showing stress.

"Hey Sweetie! You're going to kill it." Piper hugged the girl. Turning to nudge Rotten back Piper's shirt rose up again, Sable seeing what Mace had drooled over three minutes prior.

"Gosh! The shirt is...short. I can't wear that."

"Sure you can. Remember Baby Bird...these are smaller on you. Not meaning the shirt." She jostles her 38C's. "Your shirt will hang lower."

"You don't expect me to go without undies do you?"

"No. You get a cute birdy G-string. SWOOP! SWOOP!" She chuckled using her hands to flare out like fireworks in the sky.

"Isn't that Whoop? Whoop?"

"Bird cage comedy. Your shirt and G-whizzer are laying on my bed." She pointed toward her room. "You can go change."

"Okay!" Sable eases past her and pets Rotten on the way by.

Eying her the dog began to follow when Piper snatches up his collar holding him back, "Not you Rump Roast. Bad enough you hogged her boyfriend earlier without making it a threesome. You Sir...need to behave." Grabbing the leash from it's hook near the front door Piper crouched to clip it to his collar. Licking her face she reacted by turning away quickly. "French door or French kiss...your call Buddy." The pup lowered his eyes as if scolded, "You need to Oui Oui before we go? Yes you're going with us." Door opened she leads him outside sealing it behind her.

While outside with Rotten, Mace Belmont rushed back downstairs and found the living room empty. Hearing a sigh from Piper's bedroom he presumed she had returned to her room. Shuffling into the room he bulged his eyes seeing Sable with her back to him taking her shirt off, her shorts already on the bed folded. Silently standing there he watched her completely remove her shirt, without wearing a bra she only had her panties on. She was oblivious to him as she bent over and slithered her current panties to her feet, shoes to her side.

Mace grit his teeth seeing her completely naked, her untaken clam winking at him. Easing back fearing she might turn and scream he crept to hug the door frame, but just couldn't turn away. Seeing her retrieve the G-string on the bed she slipped one foot after another into it, tugging the bands up slowly, too Mace almost seductively. Once pulled tight between her thighs she primped the bands for comfort. Mace was blown away by her body. Fantasizing over she and her sister was always on his mind but put on the back burner most days due to all the other pussy he was getting. That and Sable liked his new buddy Travis. Dakota into Angus. Still...hot!

While standing there frozen in lust Mace's cellphone rang drawing Sable to turn in a hurry and cover her chest with her hands. Spotting Mace she bulged her eyes and joined in his frosty appearance. He pulled his cell out and answered it but didn't turn away.

"Yeah?"

"DUDE! STOP STARING AT MY GIRL."

"Travis?" He chuckled, "Fuck!" Mace then decided to back out of the room and apologize. "Sorry I thought she was Aunt Piper." Going to the French doors he found Travis looking at him through his telescope. Both boys busted into laughter.

On the other side of the wall Sable marched in only her G-string to the windows without curtains and shook her tits toward Travis. A blown kiss and a giggle she turned and put on her new uniform shirt. This was becoming more and more fun teasing boys. No more Miss Shyness, Sable McKellen loved it.

"He says to do that to me too." Mace called out to Sable. With her shoes on she decided to play shy just for the sake of Travis. Joining Mace in the living room holding her clothing she wagged a finger at Mace.