It was a regular evening in Pine Ridge Nebraska and as I enjoyed a well earned beer in a one dick isnt enough for a young babe just down the street from my temporary home so a wizened old guy said "Excuse me sir," real politely, "You work for Jenkins Logging?" "Sure," I agreed, work for it, I damned well owned it. "See my youngest, Ellie-May, she needs a job see," he said. "Well," I said.
"She needs a reference see," he said, "Maybe you could help her?" "Do I know her?" I asked. "Maybe fifty bucks?" he offered.
"Hell, I can't just give a reference just like that," I said, "Tell you what I'll do, you send her over and I'll run her through what to say and what not to say at the interview." "But she needs referees," he said earnestly, "Jed Munroe said how she should go on at interview but hell she ain't got no qualifications nor nothing." "She needs big tits and slack knicker elastic to get a job for old Jenkins," I said as I laughed inwardly.
"That's what old Jed said," he agreed, "Excepting he said for her to dress like a whore and not wear no knickers at all." "So send her over," I said, "My card, address is on the back," I added as I handed it over. "Eli Jenkins, you're Eli Jenkins?" he queried.
"Sure am, see the cock enters young muff of a amazing teen and forked tail?" I asked, "Devil incarnate me." "Jee I sure am sorry sir," he said. "Don't be, send her over, any time, as long as it's before midnight tonight," I laughed.
See me and Monique were not getting along, she wanted a ring on her finger, I wanted a pre nup, she turned ugly, I moved out the house and got a company condo sort of temporary, "And tell her all Munroe said is right and more." I downed the rest of my beer and walked home, laughing to myself.
I watched TV a while and made a coffee when quite suddenly there was a knock at the door, I went to look through the spy hole and a sweet little girl was standing there. "Hey," I said as I opened the door, "What you want?" "My Paw sent me," she said, "He said I need a job, but I don't need no job," she said as she strode in almost making me spill my coffee. "So why come?" I asked. "Cause otherwise he'd leather me," she explained. "Right," I agreed, "So why don't you need a job?" "Cause I got a job lined up whoring," she said, "My teacher said if I never went to no school and never got my grades all I'd be good for Walmart or whoring and I sure as hell ain't working in no Walmart." "You're hair's wrong," I said, "For a whore, who ever heard of a chestnut whore, it should be blonde." "Since when you been an expert?" she asked.
"I seen one or two," I admitted. "So what you think?" she asked and she took off her coat. She had high heels under that long coat, high heels, silver stockings, red tapes, a black basque and nothing else on except for those nipple vacuum suction cups you sometimes see in pornos. My coffee cup shattered into a thousand fragments, as it hit the floor, "Oh my lord!" I gasped. "You like what you see?" she asked. "Jesus," I said. "Now you tell me I ain't no A grade whore." she demanded. "Gee honey you're more than A grade, you're A star!" I assured her as I wrenched my tool around as he swelled like someone shoved a steel rod up from the insides.
"So how much you charging?" I asked. "Short time or all night?" she asked. "You tell me?" I suggested. "Fifty dollars, hundred all night, hell I don't know," she said, "I don't understand this business stuff, fact is Mary Sue says I need a pimp to handle the business side of whoring while I just do the fucking." "And you done much fucking?" I asked.
"Sure, Paw and my uncles and my brother, they all juiced me but they does it up my ass on account of condoms don't come free," she assured me. "So no one has popped your cherry?" I asked.
"No sir, someone has to pay a lot of money for my cherry." she said boldly. "How much?" I asked. "Hell how should I know," she admitted, "I guess I'll put it publice fun talk ep 566 interview suddenly Ebay." "You said fifty dollars," I offered. "Ok, I guess that's fair." she agreed. "For heavens sake it's worth ten times that." I explained.
"See that's why I need a pimp real bad," she admitted. "I thought you wanted a xxxx black guy story sex stories 2019 I queried. "I figure I want a job whoring," she explained, "Why in the hell would I want to sit behind some desk when I could be fucking all day and get paid for it?" she asked. "But you don't know that you'll like it," I pointed out.
"I watched pornos and watched Mary Sue fuck Johns enough times, cleaned her up between Johns and everything," she admitted. "You seem like you made your mind up," I agreed. "You won't tell Paw you never fucked me will you?" she said awkwardly, "See I figured I could maybe stay the night." "And not get fucked, how did you figure that one out?" I asked. "Like you're too old to fuck?" she suggested.
"I'm thirty six years old!" I pointed out. "Gee, the years ain't been kind to you," she observed, "I figured you was sixty at least." "Well I'm not!" I said, "Too old, I just don't fancy you." "So why's your pants got a tent pole in then?" she asked. "Ah!" I admitted. "Ok here's the deal," she said, "I stay over and you can fuck me any which way but up as long as you don't give me no job and I can get started on whoring." "What about paying?" I asked.
"Ok don't pay me nothing, have me on the house, like its not like you're going to keep going all night long are you?" she observed. "No, I guess, how about lesbea face sitting orgasm with adorable young teen in pantyhose clear up the mess of the coffee cup first?" I suggested.
"You busted it you do it, where's the can?" she replied as she stormed off across the room towards the bathroom door. "Through there," I said, it was too late, she was on the can facing me and a stream of golden piss was arcing downwards. "That's better," she gasped I took some tissue and handed it to her, "Jesus, you'll give me a heart attack," I exclaimed. "Hell I'm only taking a leak," she said, "Down home we don't even have a door on the bathroom, just a can in the kitchen." "Right," I agreed and I undid my belt and eased my pants down.
"And what in the hell are you doing?" she asked. "Being your first John of course," I told her, "I always wanted to screw Monique on the can but she never let me." "Thats kinky and weird," she replied. "So's most stuff whores do, pissing and that sort of thing," I explained. "I ain't doing kinky,"she said. "Then you won't make any money," I explained, "Most guys can get normal at home." She looked real disappointed, "Except me of course, maybe we should do normal in my bed?" "I guess," she agreed.
We went to the bedroom through the next door, the bed was untidy from the morning, but she pitched right in and straightened it and next thing she was laid down waiting for me. I peeled my shirt and socks off and joined her, I kissed her cheek. "No kissing," she said, "You ain't my boyfriend!" "I guess pimps have kissing rights?" I queried.
"Sure, pimps own us," she agreed. "You need a pimp right?" I asked, "How would you like me to be your pimp?" "You!" she laughed. "Me!" I said, "I could set you up at the sawmill, let the guys round when they are on breaks." "Gee, I figured on working nights mainly," she said. "So lets talk," I suggested as I kissed her again. "So how much you charge?" she asked. "Nothing," I said.
"Mary Sue's pimp splits it eighty fifty," Ellie-May said. "Eighty twenty?" I queried. "Sure something like that," she said. "Eighty twenty it is then," I laughed, but she spit in her hand and we shook on it. "You want to kiss me maybe?" she asked, "Before I give you a blow job?" "Sure," I agreed and I held her and pressed my lips to hers. "You want to fuck me maybe?" she asked, "Mary Sue lets her pimp fuck bareback but she don't fuck nobody else bareback cause they might be diseased." "I would very much like to fuck you bareback Ellie-May," I agreed.
lad is luring attractive babe with kisses you says the sweetest things," she said, "So what you waiting for?" I wanted to savour the moment but with her nagging me I just spread her legs wide and aimed my tool in the juiced bit between her legs and pushed my tool right in her fuck hole, it was her first time right enough, she couldn't fake that little cry as her hymen tore or the shivers as I spread her tight brand new little fuck cavern with my tool for the first time.
"Oh gee mister that feels so good, like we's one living thing, this what love feels like?" she asked. "It's just a fuck Ellie-May," I says, "Just a regular fuck,"except it was just like heaven, hell I felt like I was teenage again. My heart pounded as I rammed my meat right into her, "Gee mister you'll have a heart attack and die on me," Ellie-May says, "Slow down Ok?" "Ok," I agreed and I slowed down and those titty things dug in me and her mouth was there so I kissed it.
"Gee this is nice!" she said, "Ass fucking is Ok I guess, but." "Some folks pay extra for ass fucking," I assured her.
"Get charged more cause it hurts more like," Ellie-May suggested, "You about to spurt any time soon?" "Nope," I said because I was just floating on fluffy pink cloud.
"Mary Sue says old guys can't keep it up," she says. "I ain't old," I says. "Your thirty years older than me all but." she says. My blood froze, how in the hell old was she? "How in the hell old are you!" I asked, "Twelve?" "Eighteen last fall, I meant twenty years," she said. "Thank the lord," I said but the spell was broke and I started cumming, glorious pumping surging cumming, pushing my juice so far up her fuck hole I thought it would come out her mouth.
I stopped humping as my balls emptied then I pulled out of her parts, she looked mghty bruised down there so I gently wiped her with a tissue and she smiled. "You always pray when you cum?" she asked, "Paw does that." "Let's get something straight," I insisted, "No talk of Paw, Uncle Tom nor anybody else while we're fucking, no talk of ass fucking, and mainly," I said, "Take them nipple things off they dig in me." "You want me to clean your cock with my mouth?" she asked.
"No, but you can fix me a coffee," I suggested. "I ain't no slave," she said, "You fix the coffee," and then she asked, "Can I take this corset off it's itchy as hell." "Sure, get naked," I agreed, "Then come back to bed." "You sure?" she said, "Paw says gentlemen likes their whores all dressed up." "Honey, I ain't no gentleman," I says.
"You know how these work?" she asked pointing to the things on her nipples.
"I guess you press the valve like so," I said and nothing happened, "Or maybe twist this little screw," and it hissed and fell away leaving her nipple all puffed up and red and inviting. "Oh gee that's better," she said, so I did they other one and went right to it sucking on the distended nipple, "Gee that's nice," she admitted as I went right ahead and started sucking.
"You want to fuck again only you're making me horny?" she asked. "Good girl, I want you on top this time," I told her, "That Ok?" "Sure mister," she says so after a while I just laid back while she sunk her pussy down over my tool.
I watched her cunt swallow every inch of my cock until her crotch and mine were like one and began bouncing up and down, setting her tits a wobbling and her rocking around and her hair and her smile and you know, it was ten times better than it ever was with Monique. It was so good that half way I did that sit up thing and kissed her mouth, "That's so good honey," I told her. "You can't even remember my name!" she said teasing me. "Honey, Ellie-May, whore, what's it matter?" I asked, "We're fucking and it feels real fine, like it ought to don't you think?" "I guess," she said, "Only when I fuck it's always been ass ways before, I never been fucked and kissed at one time." "Well you have now darlin'" I says and I lay down again, "You have now." Some time we went to sleep, the railroad was half a block to the east and I heard the Eastbound intermodal growl through around three thirty prima dormida le metmi pene en la boca y se hace la do I never heard the helpers run back and I woke around six to an almighty crash.
I was still half in bed when the door flung open, there was Ellie-May's Pa and a dozen inbred look a likes and Lieutenant Parker of the Police Department, "See what I tell you, Fourteen years old." "Fuck you Paw, I'm eighteen," Ellie-May snapped, "Hell I got a driver's license!" "Hey we had a deal!" her Pa snapped before his brain engaged.
"So what gives Mr Jenkins?" Lt Parker asked, "Not quite your usual style, white trash?" "Trying the merchandise," I said casually, "I reckon this little lady will make a mighty fine company whore." "You know that paying an unlicensed whore is a felony in this state?" Lt Parker asked.
"Sure, first off I ain't paid, second I'm getting her registered and fourth I'm getting myself registered as her pimp." "Missed out third," Eli the brightest retard if the bunch observed. "You got whore forms?" I asked knowing Lt Parker always carried a wad in his back pocket. "It's possible," he said, and he found one, so there we all was crammed in my bedroom, me in my pants, Ellie-May naked as the day she were born, and signing forms and everything, I even paid the man.
"Right," said her Pa, "You treat her right you hear?" "And you pay me eighty dollars every time you fuck her ass," I reminded him. "Hell Paw, you never said about that," another look a like retard complained, "You said Black bull breeds twinks ass and keeps fucking tube porn would pay a mint to hush this up!" "Shut your rattle boy," the father snapped back, "Looks like we been fucked over by the Jenkins again." They went away, the front door was broken up, so I jammed it with the coffee table, there wasn't enough food for breakfast for both of us so Ellie-May just ate it all, which sorted that problem and then she asked, "This job as company whore?" "I was joking," I said, "Ok?" "Hey that's not fair!" she snapped.
"I just want you for my whore, so I can fuck you bareback when I want," I explained, "Not a girlfriend you understand, you're just a cunt on legs ok?" "What, so how do I make money?" she asked, "If I can't fuck no one else?" "I pay a weekly wage, take it or leave it," I said, "But first off you better get your stuff, get the guys round to fix the door, and do something about my hard on." "You tricked me, you ain't got no intention of pimping me out have you?" Ellie-May sighed.
"So," I said, "I tricked you, maybe I just want a slave, deal with it." She just stood there open mouthed, "Gee." "Someone to fuck when I need to," I said, "When I want to, any time I want to." "What about what I want?" she demanded.
"Tough," I snapped back, "Whores dont get to choose when they fuck, that's why I need a whore, so what do you say?" "Guess I don't have no choice," she replied. "No, I guess you don't," I agreed. "I ain't washing your smalls," she insisted.
"I don't want you to!" I insisted.
"So what do I do all day?" she asked. "Look pretty, fuck when I want," I explained, "It ain't rocket science." "But I can't just do nothing," she said. "Maybe I could get you a web cam and wank off for preverts?" I suggested. "What really?" she gasped.
"Gee Mr Jenkins," she camilla saenz post op camilla saenz, "You're the best!" "Eli," I offered. "Hell Mr Jenkins your my boss not my boyfriend, I can't call you Eli that would be unprofessional, hell you older than my paw." I looked at Ellie-May and tried to figure out just how she could be that stupid, and then I reached out and pulled her to me, put my arms around her and said, "Its fine, you can call me Mr Jenkins if it makes you happy, Ellie-May." "You want to write whore across my forehead like in the pornos?" she asked.
"No Ellie-May," I said as my cock reared, at the thought of writing whore on her face in felt pen, or maybe across her tits, "I think you're beautiful." "You're just saying that cause you want to fuck me again?" she said wistfully.
"Actually," I said, "You make me feel like a teenager again!" I explained. "How so?" she asked. "I just cum in my pants!" To be continued ?