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 Chapter 3

   Olivia awoke; it was a new day and a beautiful one judging by the amount
of sunlight streaming through her window.  She felt her chest and verified
it was the real world, her B-cup boobies were right where they belonged. 
The gigantic obscenities that had adorned her chest from her dream were
still just a dream.  Rolling over and sitting up, Olivia felt a twinge of
pain as she put all her weight on her bottom.  Her pussy was sore she
realized, as the firm mattress pushed up against her sex.  That's new she
thought.  Standing up to relieve the discomfort coming from her loins,
Olivia headed for the bathroom.

   Her urine stream burned slightly as the abraded tissue on her labia got
a full dose of her yellow waste.  I guess there's another item where
reality sucks more than the dream she thought, recalling the amazing
recuperative powers her pussy had in her dreams.  Carefully patting her
reddened labia dry, Olivia pulled up her pj bottoms and headed for the
kitchen, she needed something to get the stale taste of the pot out of her
mouth.  The fact that it she could still taste the acrid skunky weed was
unsettling her stomach at the moment.

   "Hiya hon, how are you feeling this morning?" her mother asked as she
sat there reading the paper and drinking her coffee.

   "Good mom, but I need something to eat, I'm starving."

   "Music to a mother's ears.  Can I make you something?"

   "I'm good mom, I'm just going to have a bowl of cereal and watch some TV
on the couch," she said as she poured a bowl of something sugary and bad
for you.  "Oh, mom, I did something dumb last night.  I accidentally
dropped my phone into the bathtub while I was filling it up.  I think it's
fried."

   "Aw honey, that was an expensive phone.  You have to be more careful
with it."

   "Sorry mom, I promise I'll be more careful."

   "Alright, let me see if I have enough money in my account to get you a
new one, and maybe we can go out later and get one, ok?"

   "I have some babysitting money saved up, I might be able to buy it with
my own money.  Save you the bother."

   "Really?  You have that much money saved up from babysitting?  Wow, I'm
impressed Liv," Lauren said as she watched her daughter slip out of the
room, and moments later heard the TV come to life.

   "Do you think we can go out later and go get one?" Olivia asked.

   I'm a little busy today honey, but maybe we can go out tomorrow.  Is
that ok hon?"

   "Sure mom, sounds great!" Olivia said as she walked into living room. 
So many memories from her dream had happened in here she reflected as she
walked around and sat down on the couch.

   How many guys did she remember fucking on here?  Steve and his friends,
how many of them were there?  Like four or five.  Dr.  Sanders, Alfred,
DeShawn.  Glancing over at the matching chair, she recalled blowing the cab
driver that gave them the ride home from the House of Skin while Stacy ate
her pussy.  Such vivid memories.  What was vivid now was the tenderness
coming from her pussy.

   Olivia had to be careful how she sat on her tender bottom, it wasn't
"call the doctor" painful, but it was a dull ache that didn't seem like it
would be abating anytime soon.  "TV sucks," Olivia concluded as she grabbed
the cordless phone off the cradle and walked down the hall into her room.

   "Stace, hey it's me."

   "Liv!  Oh my God, I thought you would have called me last night to tell
me what happened!  Well, how was it?"

   "My crotch hurts if that's what you mean."

   "Yeah, but is it a good hurt, or a bad hurt?"

   "It was an adventure, I'll say that.  It started out amazing, then went
to shit, then ended up I guess on a high note."

   "Details, give me details!  Come on, this cryptic talk is killing me. 
What happened?" Stacy practically shouted into the phone.

   "Come on over and I'll give you all the gory details.  I'd come over to
your place, but let's just say I don't think I'll be riding my bike for a
few days!"

   "Wow, he must have really bashed your pussy in.  I can't wait!  See you
in a few.  Bye!"

   "Oh, he bashed my pussy in alright, more like "they" bashed it in," she
thought.  Putting down her cereal bowl, Olivia pulled her pj bottoms down
and inspected the damage.  It looked normal, just red around the bottom of
her labia with some white flakey stuff crusted around it.  White crusty
stuff?  What is that from?  The memories came flooding back - oh shit,
Aaron shot cum into my pussy, so did Sam!  Oh my God!  What if I'm
pregnant! Oh fuck!  Oh shit!  What am I going to do?  Olivia finished
poking around in her pussy, it was sore to the touch, but there didn't seem
to be any real damage.

   Her finger slowly probed inside and found it felt just fine, just the
outer folds of her labia were tender.  "Probably from Sam's giant cock
slamming into me," Olivia mumbled under her breath as she pulled up her
pj's and went to pick up her dirty clothes.  Of course that included the
shirt and skirt from Stacy's mom, and the gift bag she barely remembered
dragging in the door with her last night.  "I gotta find a good place to
hide this stuff," she said to nobody in particular as she started pulling
out the sexy lingerie.

   Olivia held the bundle of soft silky underwear up to her face and
inhaled, she could smell a collection of scents, the strong odor of pot
along with other bodily smells, like her pussy juice along with a mingling
of dried up semen.  It was a smell that she thought would forever be etched
in her brain.  It was the smell of the beginning of something..., unique.
Olivia wasn't sure if she was ready to say she was on her way just yet, it
was only one experience, but it was one that would beat the hell out of
just about anyone else's "first" time.

   Stashing the lingerie including the new high heels in a bag, Olivia
buried it at the bottom of her closet behind a stack of books, being
careful not to put anything heavy on the bag.  The thought of crushing the
fine silk and wrinkling it all up actually made an impression on her.  It
may have had some bad associated memories, but it was a gift from a man who
cared enough to take the time to pick these items out for her, and it still
made her feel good.

   Olivia couldn't bear to pack the beautiful silk dress in the bag with
the other items and carefully hung it up and put another dress over top of
it so it wouldn't be noticeable.  It was far too pretty to either get rid
of, or treat poorly as she reflected back on how well it clung to her
curves.

   Folding up the gift bag, Olivia pulled out the envelope Carl had given
her, and opened it up.  "What the hell?  Where's the rest of it?" Olivia
asked.  Counting out the money, there was only sixty-eight dollars in
there! Carl!  What the fuck!  That bastard, he said I'd make five hundred
dollars if I had sex for money!  Where's the money then?  Where's his
number, I'm gonna give him shit!  Dialing the number on the card she still
had in her purse, she got him on the sixth ring.  "Carl?"

   "Yeah, who's this?"

   "It's Olivia, from last night."

   "Oh, you don't need to remind me, I remember you very well.  How are you
sweetheart?"

   "I'm fine, but where's my money?"

   "I gave you your money, don't you remember?"

   "Yeah, but there's only sixty-eight dollars in here!  I thought you said
there would be five-hundred."

   "I said you "could" make five-hundred, if you let me set you up with a
real client.  You said you didn't want to last night."

   "Yeah, but what about Sam?  I thought you said he was willing to pay me
for..., sex," she whispered.

   "And he did, Sam isn't a client, he's a friend, and he gets "friend"
rates."

   "What are "friend rates" and why is it only sixty-eight dollars?"

   "Look, you asked to have sex with him, not the other way around.  He
paid friend rates which is whatever he has in his pocket at the time. 
Sixty-eight bucks is what he had.  You should have caught him on payday,
you would have taken him for over a thousand!"

   "But I was counting on having the five-hundred."

   "Why, you have something you need?"

   "Well, now that you mention it, I do.  Sam didn't use a condom and he
shot his stuff in me.  What if he got me pregnant?"

   "So you need a pregnancy test?"

   "I guess..."

   "-And you need birth control?"

   "Yeah, I guess.  Am I old enough to take it?"

   "Of course.  Anything else?"

   "Well, I was planning on using the money to get a new cell phone.  Mine
got dunked last night and it's fried."

   "No problem, I'm sure I can set something up for you tonight for the
amount you're looking for.  Should I call you at this number when I have it
all set?"

   "Woah, wait, I didn't say I was ready for that.  I was just calling to
see about the missing money."

   "Well, there is no missing money.  If you want more cash and help with
the other stuff, you gotta put out, ok?"

   "Let me think about it, ok?  I'll call you later if I decide to go for
it.  Alright?"

   "Ok, but time is ticking.  If I get guys calling me, I'll send them out
on a first-come, first-served basis and if you leave it too late, you
aren't going to get the high rollers with the big bucks, understand?"

   "Yeah, I do.  It's not that I don't appreciate the offer, it's just that
I'm still pretty...  unsure, and plus I'm pretty sore too." Why she was
telling this almost stranger all these details she didn't know.  In a way,
he knew her better than anybody else in the world.

   "Don't be silly, you'll feel fine by tonight.  An hour or two of your
time and you'll have everything you need.  I'll go out and pick you up a
pregnancy test and I have connections for birth control, plus I'll make
sure I get a guy with enough cash for you to get the most expensive phone
you can get.  What do you want, the new iPhone 4G?"

   "Yeah, that's exactly what I had in mind."

   "So that's a yes then?  I should start calling around?"

   "Uh, I guess..."

   "Done.  I'll call you back at this number in a couple of hours and I'll
tell you when I'll be picking you up."

   "No don't call back here!"

   "Well, then where?  I have to call you somewhere?"

   "Fine, but make sure it's after 2pm, that's when my mom leaves for
work."

   "Ok, call you after 2.  See ya."

   What are you doing Olivia?  You promised Stacy that you'd go slow and
think before you act.  You've been sexual for all of one day and you've
been naked with three guys already and fucked two of them, and you're being
set up for sex tonight with another perfect stranger!  Not to mention that
you had semen from three guys in you!  Yeah Carl said he's shooting blanks,
but he could be lying, after all be did rape you!  Olivia wander around
room deep in thought, wondering what to do to keep herself occupied.

   Olivia glanced over at her cream from Dr.  Sanders and wondered if it
would help with the redness around her pussy.  Flopping down on her bed,
Olivia swathed her pussy with the cream and gently rubbed it in.  It felt
very soothing as her fingers danced over sex, making her think about the
way both Aaron and Carl had played with her pussy.  It also made her wonder
how other guys would play with her pussy.  If they all had their own
techniques, if it would all feel good.  Olivia started fantasizing about
all the guys she'd been with in her dreams and tried thinking back to how
they'd made her feel.  How each guy had played with her cunt from her
dreams.

   As she massaged the cream into her labia, Olivia suddenly realized she
couldn't recall anybody other than Reed spending much time between her legs
doing anything other than fucking.  Her memories were of fucking almost
exclusively.  Only four people from her dreams had ever spent any
considerable time between her legs doing anything with her other than
probing her depths with a dick.  Reed, Steve, Joey and interestingly enough
Stacy, had ever eaten her out.  Well she was still waiting for that in real
life.  Aaron had started going down on her last night before he freaked out
and split.  I wonder who'll be the first person to eat my pussy?  The idea
was interrupted by Stacy barging in the door, catching her with her fingers
dancing over her pussy lips.

   "Oh, Sorry Liv, I didn't mean..., I mean I guess I should have knocked
first," Stacy said as she stumbled through her words, suspecting she'd just
walked in on her friend masturbating.  "I didn't mean to interrupt,
sorry..."

   "Oh, no you didn't interrupt anything.., wait, you don't think I was...,
you know, masturbating?"

   "Sorry, I just figured you were...., well that's what it looked like
anyway."

   "I was putting cream on.  I'm a little sore from last night and the
cream is actually making it feel better."

   "So tell me all about it," Stacy said excitedly as he sat down on her
bed next to her.

   Olivia started recounting the evening and as she told it, debated in her
head whether she should give all the details including the rape and the
after-events with Carl, or just make up the fairytale with Aaron as the one
and only guy she was with.  What would Stacy think of me if I tell her
everything, that I basically fucked three guys last night, one of them
being a rape?  What if I don't say anything?  What kind of friend would I
be if I don't tell her the truth?  So many questions, so much uncertainty.
In the end, Olivia figured honesty would be the best policy, and let her
friend's opinion be whatever it was going to be.

   "Liv, this is serious.  I think you should tell someone, like your mom.
She'll know what to do."

   "What is there to do?  You should have seen me.  I was like possessed or
something.  I wanted them so badly, well except for Carl, but even he made
me feel amazing, as nasty as he is."

   "But he raped you Liv."

   "But I needed it Stace."

   "That's a victim talking, he brainwashed you into thinking you really
wanted it, just so he wouldn't feel so guilty about it all."

   "I know what he said, the bit about the princess and whore thing, but
he's right.  It was driving me insane when Aaron treated me like a little
princess, I wanted him to just take me, and he wouldn't.  Carl did and it
seemed like it was just what I needed."

   "Yeah, but you said the first time was terrible."

   "Only until I got used to it, plus he didn't really do anything to try
and make it enjoyable either.  In the car was really amazing and at his
place was unbelievable.  I think that had more to do with the pot he had me
smoke.  You should try that Stace, you'd love it."

   "So what about this Sam guy?"

   "I really didn't talk to him much at all, he just kept staring at me
while I was laying there naked smoking pot, and it was driving me insanely
horny.  He just stood there watching me."

   "That sounds pretty hot Liv.  So here's my next big question, what are
you going to do if you're pregnant?"

   "I have no idea, I'm praying that I haven't ovulated yet."

   "Ok, so assuming you aren't, are you still planning on doing this thing
with him tonight?"

   "Well, I can kill two birds with one stone.  Three actually, I told my
mom that I have enough money saved up to pay for a new phone, which I
don't. So I'd have enough money tomorrow for when mom takes me shopping,
plus I'd have birth control in case I ever want to do this again."

   "You aren't thinking about doing this more than one time are you?"

   "No, I think just this once.  I really don't see any reason why I'd need
to after this.  Once I have my phone replaced, and I know I'm not pregnant,
then I guess I wouldn't need to..." Of course that was all good to say, but
Olivia knew that she'd have a hard time turning her back on the lifestyle.
Last night being what it was, had more highs than lows, and even though she
was under the influence when she'd had sex, it seemed every bit as good in
real life as in her dreams.  Most girls took years to sleep with as many
guys as she'd done in one night, not that the real-world Olivia Hastings
was in any hurry to break the record she set in her dreams, last night was
just the exception she told herself.  "Look Stace, I'll do it this one time
and then be done with it, ok?"

   "Liv, I think you missed my point.  You can sleep with as any guys as
you want, I'm just worried about your safety.  This guy Carl scares me and
I don't even know him.  It don't like the way he's pushing you into this,
that's all."

   "So let me get this straight, you don't have a problem if I sleep with a
bunch of guys for money as long as I'm careful and safe doing it?"

   "Well yeah, if that's what you want.  But the way you went about it is
what concerns me.  This guy Carl raped you and now he's recruiting you to
be his prostitute.  You said it was an amazing experience, and I'll take
your word for it, but they way you told it made it sound like you were more
of a victim than a participant."

   "It wasn't like that Stace.  It was almost like Carl knew what I needed
and gave it to me.  How he went about doing it was scary, but in the end it
worked out well.  It was scary but exciting at the same time, especially
the part where I thought he was going to let those black guys have sex with
me.  I was so scared, and then so relieved when it turned out he was really
just messing with them.  It was such an adrenalin rush, I felt so alive
after that!  It was exactly what I needed."

   "That does sound pretty intense.  What if they actually had the money,
do you think he would have made you, you know, with them?"

   "I don't know, but based on how good the sex in the car, and the after
we got back to his place.  It might have been worth finding out!"

   "With a bunch of strange black guys?"

   "It would have been worth finding out if it was as good as it was with
Carl and Sam back at his place."

   "Really?"

   "Yep really."

   "Alright you sold me, sign me up."

   "What?  You aren't serious?"

   "That's right, you sold me, it sounds like an amazing experience, and
one I'd be interested in trying.  I just wouldn't want to go through with
the rape thing."

   "Wow, I never would have thought I could convince you to...well even
consider it.  And never mind about the rape part, it wasn't totally
horrible, I did cum really hard right before he..., you know, stuck it in."

   "How much did it hurt Liv?"

   "Enough, but the pain was over pretty quick.  If you decide to try it,
you should do what I did and bust your cherry first, so it doesn't hurt as
much."

   "I'll think about it.  Uh, just for fun, do you think you could help me
make up my own ad?"

   "Sure, or you could just contact one of the guys from my list and see if
they're interested.  Send them a picture and see what they say."

   "Could I wear one of your bathing suits for the picture?"

   "I have a better idea, wear the lingerie I got last night, you'll look
smoking hot in it!"

   "Ohh, I love it!"

   Making sure her mother wasn't going to interrupt, Olivia dug out the bag
of lingerie and helped Stacy put it on, and even though it looked a little
silly on her with her shapeless body and no boobs.  Her nipples did poke
through and make for a pretty sexy photo though.

   Uploading the pictures onto her computer, Olivia blanked her friend's
face and prepared to send out her email.  Stacy was very particular in who
she wanted to send her message to, and in the end only selected six guys to
send her picture to.

   "I'd recommend from personal experience, you mention that you might not
be of legal age.  Saves your guy from running out the door screaming at
you."

   Olivia hit send and the girls settled in, killing time until her mother
left for work.  Olivia was preoccupied with who Carl might find for her
this afternoon, assuming he would find someone.  Shit, I hadn't even
thought of that.  What if he can't get someone?  How do I explain to my
mother that I thought I could buy a new phone for only $68?

   Two o'clock rolled around and Olivia's mom left for work, leaving the
two girls watching TV on the couch.  The car wasn't even down the drive
before Stacy was sprinting to the computer checking to see if she had any
responses to her email.  As she was checking, the phone rang and Olivia
sprinted in the other direction.

   "Hello?"

   "Hey babe, you ready to have some fun?"

   "Oh, Hi Carl, ummm, I guess I'm willing give it a shot.  When were you
thinking?"

   "I'm on my way right now."

   "You can't come here, it's broad daylight!  My neighbors will get
suspicious if they see a cab coming here two days in a row."

   "Fine, where should I pick you up?"

   "There's a convenience store about two blocks from my house, we passed
it last night on the way here."

   "I know it, I'll see you in about ten minutes."

   "Wait, I have my friend over right now."

   "Well, get rid of her, I'm not a babysitter.  Wait, is she cute?"

   "Very, why?"

   "Just curious, maybe she wants to hang out later after you're done."

   "I'll ask, see you shortly."

   Olivia walked down the block after parting ways with her friend.  Stacy
passed on hanging out with Carl all by herself, but said maybe she would
later on.  Personally Olivia was sure it had more to do with her lack of
response to her email.  There were two responses and neither were very
favorable, one guy went as far as saying Stacy should stop fooling around
in her mother's underwear, the other said he was going to block her email
address because he felt the picture was child porn.  Olivia saw the look of
disappointment on her face and felt sorry for her.

   Carl's cab pulled up just as Olivia started crossing the parking lot. 
Jumping in, she felt like she was returning to the scene of the crime.

   "Hi babe, get over here and give me a little kiss."

   Olivia hesitated, before leaning over and kissing him on the cheek.

   "So whatcha got on there?"

   "What this?  Just shorts and a tank top.  Why, is there something wrong
with it?"

   "Not sexy enough.  Reach over the seat and grab the bag back there,"
Carl said as he pulled out of the parking lot and into traffic.

   Olivia retrieved the bag and found a white tube top and a spandex micro
miniskirt.  Holding up the skirt, she said, "Are you serious?"

   "What's wrong with it?  You'll look hot in it.  Just try it on, for me?
Oh and look in the bottom of the bag, I got your other stuff."

   Digging deeper, Olivia noticed a home pregnancy test and a small plastic
case, and a box of condoms.

   "Fine, I'll try on the clothes, but can we go somewhere where I can do
the test first?"

   "Sure, but I think you're supposed to wait a few days first before you
use it, but if you want you can try it now.  We're going to a friend of
mine's place, you can do the test there.  Plus I can always get you another
in a couple of days if you want to test again."

   "Ok thanks, but who's this friend and what are we going there for?"

   "I was having trouble finding you a guy willing to pay what I was
asking, so I thought maybe I needed some advertising for your future
clients," he said as he pulled into a parking lot.  "Here pop this under
your tongue," Carl said while handing Olivia a small white pill.

   "What is it?" she asked nervously.

   "Just something to make you relax.  Trust me you'll love it."

   Popping the little pill under her tongue, Olivia felt it quickly begin
to fall apart and dissolve.  It tasted sweet and bitter like candy mixed
with medicine, all at the same time.

   "Come on, bring the bag along with you," Carl ordered while swinging his
door open.

   Olivia climbed out and followed along, going through the back door of a
plain looking building.  Once inside, Olivia noticed what looked to be
lighting equipment, as they walked into the next room, Olivia became aware
they were in some kind of photo studio.

   "Hey Carl, is this the lovely lady we'll be shooting today?"

   "Sure is, can you do something with her Larry?"

   "Oh sure, she's got good potential."

   "Carl, what's going on?" Olivia asked.

   "We're just going to take some shots of you for potential clients, it'll
help us maintain a high profit margin.  Relax it'll be a piece of cake."

   "Come on sweetheart, I have a makeup table, let's get you made up," the
man said.  He hadn't even introduced himself and here he was seating her
down and doing her makeup.  Five minutes later, Olivia looked in the mirror
and was shocked at how good she looked, the guy was pretty good at doing
makeup.

   "Ok, doll, there's a few outfits behind that screen that I want you to
put on.  We'll try a few and see how they turn out, ok?"

   "Confused, Olivia walked behind the screen and saw five clear plastic
bags, each one containing a number of clothing items.  Opening the first
one was a short pleated skirt and a white blouse along with white ankle
socks and a white demi-bra and thong underwear.  It was a school-girl
outfit and actually fit pretty well.

   Olivia stepped out from behind the screen and met with cat calls from
Carl, Phil, and a new guy, a very attractive new guy.

   "Come on over sugar, this is Chad, he's going to be modeling with you,"
the photographer announced.

   Olivia was ushered under the bright lights while given orders of how to
pose and what to do.  She was posing by herself and wondered why the
photographer said Chad was going to be modeling with her.  Position after
position, Olivia went through the direction and smiled the whole time.  It
was actually pretty fun she thought as she went through her paces.

   "Okay sweetheart, unbutton a few of the buttons and sit down on the mat,
give us a few underwear flashes ok?"

   Olivia undid two buttons and did as requested and started flashing her
thong, showing a fair amount of flesh as she did it.

   "Ok, unbutton it all the way and let it fall open."

   Olivia did as instructed as she was told to slip the blouse off, then
the skirt, and then modeled shot after shot in just her bra and thong.

   "Ok, Chad, get in there."

   Olivia looked up and she was joined under the bright lights by the hunky
guy Chad.  He was wearing nothing but a pair of briefs and it looked like
he was packing a serious bulge in front.  He acted very professional as
they posed together with him leading her through their various poses.

   The poses began getting more sensual as his hands slid up and down her
body.  Olivia tried following suit by letting her hands roam all over his
hard muscled body.  He was way too good looking, and touching his naked
skin was getting her hot, literally.  The touching was producing very
erotic sensations in her body as the two moved from pose to pose.  Olivia
didn't know if was from the hot lights, the effects of the pill Carl had
given to her, or just from the sexual tension she was feeling, but either
way, she was getting aroused by the man.

   "Ok, now the oil."

   Olivia saw Chad grab a bottle of baby oil and squeeze some into his
hand, then proceeded to rub it all over her body.  Olivia was loving it,
his touches were very gentle and sexy as he caressed her body.  His touch
was producing feelings she'd never felt before, it was like her skin was
suddenly three times more sensitive than she'd ever felt.

   "Lose the bra, then the thong, then you do him, ok sweetie."

   Olivia felt Chad reach around and unsnap her bra, then gently slip it
from her breasts.  Squirting more oil onto his hands, he lightly rubbed the
oil all over each of her breasts, paying particular attention to her
nipples.  Olivia moaned as Chad took position behind her and rubbed both
breasts at the same time, the feelings making her very aroused.  The
photographer snapped close-ups of her facial expressions as Chad toyed with
her globes.  Olivia spread her legs and lightly rubbed her pussy while Chad
continued massaging her breasts.

   Olivia felt the beefy guy gently pick her up to a standing position and
put his hands on her hips, and slowly pulled her thong down.  The clicking
from the camera captured every incremental movement of the garment.  He
gently eased the white strip down her thighs until it was around her
ankles.

   Olivia watched as Chad squirted more oil onto his hands and approached
her body.  With no hesitation he started rubbing the oil onto her tummy and
worked his hands down until his fingers came into contact with her pussy
and rubbed the oil through her patch of pubic hair and down onto and into
her folds.

   "Ohhhhh my........," Olivia purred as his fingers worked the oil around,
coating her pussy carefully and completely before he grabbed her gently by
the hips and slowly turned her around to face away from the camera.  Her
ass cheeks were next as Chad slowly ground his fingers into her taught
flesh, working the oil into her smooth skin.  The effect was immediate and
powerful, she was ready to jump on him and fuck his brains out from the
amazing job he'd done of oiling her body.  The way his fingers so gently
slicked up her pussy, Olivia practically gushed at the thought.  Sure he
was hot, but Olivia couldn't remember ever feeling so horny in her whole
life.

   Very professionally Chad ended the oil massage and waited for Olivia to
do the same to him.  Looking at the photographer, he nodded, confirming she
was to oil him up too.  Olivia picked up the bottle of baby oil and
squirted a small puddle into her palm.  She started with his chest and
noticed he'd shaved off all his chest hair leaving him with very smooth
hairless skin.  Her hands worked the oil down to the edge of his waistband
and that's where Olivia paused, wondering if she should reach down into his
briefs or finish up with everywhere else and leave the best for last. 
Feeling oddly relaxed and happy with the situation, Olivia felt emboldened
to go with her instinctual if not hormonal urges and take charge of the
situation.  "Lay down on your front," she said to her partner.

   Chad looked down at the very beautiful model he was being paid to work
with, and decided anything she wanted to do to him was ok and laid down on
the floor, his semi-erect cock pinned uncomfortably under his abdomen.  He
thought she would just do the same thing to him as he did to her, but
apparently she had other ideas.

   Olivia sat down on the back of his one thigh, her oily pussy squashing
against his tight muscles.  Reaching up she yanked down his briefs and
exposed his cute butt cheeks and continued pulling the white fabric all the
way down his legs.  Grabbing the oil, Olivia squirted a generous coating
onto her breasts and lay down on her partners back before sliding her chest
up and down.  She could feel her breasts crushing up against his strong
back muscles as her nipples fired off messages to her brain from the
stimulation as she slid her chest up and down his back.  Satisfied she'd
coated him thoroughly, Olivia sat up and squirted more oil down onto his
back immediately in front of her seated pussy.  Sliding her hips up and
back, Olivia used her pussy to spread the oil onto his lower back and then
down onto his buttocks.

   "Are you believing this man?" Carl asked his pal Larry.

   "Did you tell her this was just a nude shoot and nothing more?"

   "Hell no, I wanted to see what she was all about.  She's one horny
little girl."

   "No shit, think I can fuck her after this?"

   "Aw, she was a virgin last night.  My guess is she's probably not ready,
give it a couple of days and we'll see what we can work out."

   "Fine enough, she looks hot thought."

   Olivia slid her pussy down his thighs and coated each one thoroughly,
arousing her body with every inch she covered with her slick twat.  Little
moans and groans slipped from her lips as she massaged her pussy on his
bare skin as she spread the oil.

   "Flip over," Olivia whispered and partially stood while Chad rolled over
onto his back, his semi-erect cock reached up to his belly button waiting
for her to slick it up with oil too.  His cock and balls were shaven just
like the rest of his body.  Squatting down onto his lap, Olivia felt her
pussy smash up against his cock as she reached for the oil again.  She'd
already put a nice coating onto his chest, but felt like she needed to give
him the same treatment and squirted more oil onto her tits.  Leaning over
Olivia locked eyes with the good looking guy as she slid up and down his
body.

   She was using her feminine charms, hoping to arouse him as much as she
was.  On every down slide, she could feel his cock getting firmer and
firmer as it bumped into her sex.

   Satisfied she'd sufficiently oiled his chest, Olivia slid down onto the
tops of his thighs and grabbed the bottle of oil again.  Dousing her hands
with oil, she proceeded to gently rub oil up and down his cock using just
the right amount of pressure to excite him.  His meaty cock looked huge in
her small hands as they traveled up and down its length.  She marveled as
her fingers traced along the outline of his cockhead, the slick thing
lurching at her touch.  It looked comparable to Carl's big cock, only this
meat stick looked tanned and pretty, just like the rest of him, plus he was
super good looking and the combination of the hot lights and the pill she'd
been given, were making her hot and horny.

   Satisfied she'd thoroughly coated his cock, Olivia delicately massaged
Chad's ball sack, watching the wrinkly sack of skin move involuntarily to
her touch.  Fascinated with his beautiful tool, Olivia moved her hands back
up to his cock, she stroked her fingers up and down the shaft, feeling the
thickness as she wrapped her finger around his turgid member.  It was time
to take it to the next level.

   Sliding her hips forward, Olivia planted her pussy onto the underside of
his cock, feeling it's firmness with her hot slick cunt.  Squirting one
last dollop of oil onto the tip of his cock, Olivia rode her pussy up and
down, feeling the slippery beast part her labia as she rode it.

   "Baby, you better stop or you're going to make me cum.  You do know this
is just a nude photo shoot right?  We're not having sex here today."

   "We're not?  I thought that's what I was doing here.  I was all ready
to."

   "Well, I'd be happy to slide up into your sweet little pussy if you want
me to, but you don't have to," Chad said as he gently pushed Olivia's pussy
up towards the tip of his cock.  "If you want it, go on and get on it baby.
Sweet little thing like you is really going to love what I got baby, go on
slide your pussy down on my rod.

   Olivia was mesmerized by the sensations she was feeling coming from her
pussy as she pressed her sex down onto his hard cock.  The pill was
enhancing every touch she was feeling and overriding her sensibility.  When
she first saw this Chad guy, she assumed she was meant to fuck him, that
maybe this was the guy she was going to earn her five-hundred dollars off
of.  That this was the "job" and the apprehension she felt when she first
thought about it, seemed to melt away the more time she spent with him. 
That the pill was partially responsible for her gradual loss of inhibition
was lost on the young girl as she concentrated on the hot lump of cock meat
she felt pressed between her labia.

   Olivia suspected that the photo shoot was part of some fantasy he had
for her.  Nope this was nothing more than what it appeared, just a photo
shoot, just like Carl had said.  Olivia was the one that was making this
into a fantasy, and it was all hers.

   Chad was pushing her hips down, she could feel the crown of his cock
pressed up against her opening and he was trying to push his cock inside.
He was pushing and she could feel the head trying to gain entrance into her
pussy and she wasn't stopping him.  She had no reason to fuck him, and yet
she found she couldn't stop him as he pressed his cockhead up against her
entrance.

   Not only wouldn't she stop him, but she actually felt an urge that she
couldn't control, she wanted this herself.  She wanted it more than
anything, as she felt the head slowly stretch its way inside.  "Oooohhhh,"
Olivia purred as she felt his slippery cockhead pop inside and slowly slide
in, inch by inch.  Olivia felt the urge to push back, to seat his cock all
the way inside her love tube.  Staring down into his eyes, Olivia saw the
hunger as he continued trying to push her hips down.  Olivia could resist
no longer and dropped her weight backwards, slamming his cock in deep. 
"Oohhh God, oohhh God, it's feels so big," she moaned as his long cock
bottomed out in her silky depths.

   "Fuck look at her, she takes cock like a pro," Larry said as he moved in
snapping shots of the full penetration as the two bodies started to move in
unison.

   Olivia felt like she was living her dream again as Chad lifted her hips
up until she was almost in a kneeling position, her knees spread wide
beside his legs.  It gave him room to thrust upwards at his own pace she
discovered, as he started jack-hammering into her pussy with a force she
hadn't yet experienced.  And it wasn't just the force of his thrusts, it
was the speed too as his slammed his cock into her slippery hole at a
lightning pace.  He was sliding all but the head out as he pulled out and
sunk back in to the root with each upward thrust, easily displacing six to
seven inches of flesh with each thrust.

   It was overloading her senses as she felt their comingled flesh getting
hot from the friction.  He was fucking her pussy faster and harder than
she'd ever thought possible, and he kept it up for what seemed like
forever. How he had such stamina she couldn't understand.  She was moaning
like a cat in heat as the nerves in her pussy fired off their
electrochemical responses to her brain, driving her crazy and making her
want him even more.  Tossing her head back and forth as Chad pounded her
pussy with his thick meat, Olivia's golden locks shimmered under the
intense studio lights like fine golden silk, the ends dipping down onto
Chad's well oiled chest as he thrashed away.  Other than her head which she
couldn't stop from involuntarily moving, Olivia's hips remained still as
Chad pounded his meat stick into her hot oily pussy.

   Olivia was in a trance as the jackhammer in her pussy became still. 
Looking down upon Chad's smiling face, Olivia focused his green eyes as she
felt him start to slide out of her pussy as his butt dropped down to the
floor.  Just as his meaty tool was about to slide out, his hands pulled her
hips down, sinking his cock back in deeply as she sat down on his thighs.

   "Spin around and face the other way," Chad whispered.

   Rotating around, Olivia felt Chad pull her backwards until she was
laying with her back on his chest, his hands immediately found her breasts
and gently squeezed them as his hips began thrusting his cock into her
pussy again.  "Ohhh, that's so amazing," she purred as she felt his lips
giving her tiny kisses on her neck and earlobes.  Her head was swimming as
sparks flew from all over her body.  Chad's thick fingers gently pinched
and pulled on her pink nipples as her own hands slid up and down her tummy
and onto her thighs, pulling them wide as she attempted to give his cock
better access to her cunt.  Her own hips rocked in synch with Chad's as she
helped seat his tool as deeply as her twelve year old pussy would allow.

   With her eyes closed and her body charged up with tremendous sexual
energy, Olivia forgot there was a camera clicking away just feet away from
her and again vanished into the land where the Queen ruled supreme.  She
gave herself completely over to libido and her ever increasing state of
arousal.  Olivia felt one of Chad's hands work its way down her slick and
oily tummy until it found her clitoris, and there it danced around with
practiced ease.  Her body was writhing against his as he worked her body up
into a frenzy.  The little pink nub was firing off signals to her
chemically clouded brain that removed any concern about who she was fucking
or why she was fucking him.  The only thing that mattered was that the
addictive feelings continued.

   In the back of her mind Olivia sensed a change as if she'd crossed a
threshold, it was her lust that was fueling it.  Her body wanted more of
these delicious feelings and didn't want them to stop.  If it was the Queen
trying to come out then so be it, she felt an insatiable desire for these
feelings now and knew she'd need to be a constant supply of it.  It felt
too good for this to be a one-time thing like she'd told Stacy it would be.
Her body screamed "More!" as she lay there on top of this hard muscular
man, his slippery cock sliding in and out of her fiery pussy, his hands
stimulating her body, working her up towards the perfect orgasm.  Something
inside her seemed to be working really hard to make sure the quest for
these feelings become something she could not live without as she felt her
orgasm getting closer.

   Olivia was getting so close when she felt Chad roll sideways and gently
ease her down onto the ground next to him, all the while keeping his
massive tool buried to the hilt inside of her steamy vise.

   He grabbed her leg and pulled it up in the air, spreading her legs wide.
Opening her eyes, Olivia watched as Larry moved in between her widespread
legs to photograph Chad's cock slamming into her little blonde pussy. 
Olivia laid there on her side, her oiled up boobs glistened with a
beautiful sheen of oil and sweet under the hot lights as Larry snapped
away. All she could do was lie there and moan as Chad filled her pussy up
with his hard cock.  She was getting fucked on full display in front of
three men and all she cared about were the feelings her body was feeding to
her brain.  His rapid fire thrusts were overwhelming her young brain as her
body sent a barrage of sensations shooting up to her grey matter.  Her body
was overruling any amount of common sense she might have tried to mount
against her current situation.  She would do just about anything right now
she was so aroused.

   "Alright how about a little doggy position," Larry called out as the
clicked away.

   Olivia was in frozen in place from the assault on her pussy, until he
stopped suddenly and pulled out.  Hands lifted her up momentarily as Carl
stepped in and moved Olivia over onto a nearby stool with her bent over in
a kneeling position.

   Chad got up and moved in behind and slid his long cock back up into her
waiting pussy and continued his assault, albeit at a much slower pace as
Larry clicked close-ups of their mating and also of her reactions to his
cock pounding.  Olivia was nearly oblivious from the state of arousal she
was in.  Concentrating on nothing other than the incredible feelings his
rod was producing in her body, Olivia threw her head back with her eyes
closed and her mouth open, shouting out a silent scream as her body went on
hormonal overload and went through her first orgasm of the day.  It was her
also her first orgasm under the influence of Ecstasy as far as Carl knew,
and likely wouldn't be her last if he had anything to do with it. 
Especially if she was going to fuck everyone like that while she was on it.

   Capturing the whole orgasm on film, Larry turned to Carl and asked,
"Does she do anal?"

   "I don't think so, why don't we leave that for another day."

   "Too bad, she's got a killer ass," Chad added.

   "Ok, a few more shots like this and then get on the chair over there
Chad, we'll have your sweetheart ride your lap.  She's got great legs too
and it'll make for some great photos, especially with those white ankle
socks she's still got on.

   Olivia spent the better part of the next thirty minutes getting fucked
in various poses as Larry captured her first photo shoot in high
resolution.

   "Chad you just about ready for the money shot?"

   "Yeah, anytime.  What do you want, a cream pie or a facial?"

   "I don't know, what do you think Carl?"

   "I'm thinking cream pie, what about you guys?"

   "Works for me, do it," Larry ordered.

   Olivia was oblivious to their discussion, she was in the middle of
another orgasm as she bounced up and down on the rock-hard cock splitting
her pussy open.  It was hard to imagine it was only her second day of
fucking, and she was on her third "real" guy already.  A far cry from the
twelve guys she had on her second day in her dream, but the day was still
young!

   Olivia was just coming down from her orgasm when she felt Chad thrust up
into her pussy hard and hold her hips down while he groaned uncontrollably.
He was cumming in her pussy and she'd let it happen again.  She'd been so
wrapped up in her carnal pleasure that she'd forgotten to make him use one
of the condoms Carl had purchased for her!  Her one goal today was to be
smart and be careful and here she was feeling this hot man's beautiful cock
spurting his seed into her unprotected cunt.

   "Okay sweetie, get up off his cock and try to keep the cum in there, sit
back down on the wooden chair and give me a really wide spread.  I want to
catch the cream-pie as it drips out, ok?" Larry instructed.

   Olivia wasn't sure what a cream-pie was, but it had something to do with
the semen Chad had just shot into her cunt.  Extracting her pussy from his
hard cock, Olivia quickly sat down on Chad's vacated chair, and did as she
was told, spreading her legs as wide as she could.

   "Beauty, now lift your knees up and show me your pink."

   "My what?"

   "Pull your pussy lips open."

   "Oh, ok," Olivia replied as she lifted her knees up high and scooted her
crotch forward off the end of the uncomfortable wooden chair and reached
between her legs, using her elbows to keep her knees spread wide, and
pulled her labia open.  She didn't have to wait long as she felt the wet
slime leak out and drip down past her anus and puddle on the chair.

   Larry snapped dozens of photos as Chad's sperm slowly dripped out of the
girl's pink labia.  He'd saved up quite a load as the dripping took several
minutes before the flow seemed to stop.

   "Ok, Chad you're done for the day, thank you very much for giving us
much more than we expected, and Olivia why don't you go and wash up, you
have a few more outfits to model.

   "Ok," Olivia replied as she untangled her arms from her legs and stood
up, glancing over she watched Chad walk out of the studio and into the
other room without even saying goodbye or even looking back.  It should
have been more upsetting, but oddly enough Olivia was feeling just fine as
her third real sex partner in her life walked out the door.  Briefly
stretching her stiff muscles, Olivia followed Larry's direction to the
bathroom.  Of course she was still naked, as she expected to be for most of
whatever costume changes she still had to do.

   Olivia found the bathroom and proceeded to use the hand towel in there
to wipe the last drips of cum from her pussy.  Surprisingly it wasn't
really sore although the oil did sting a little as she finished cleaning
up. "Oh, the pregnancy test, I should probably check to make sure I'm not
pregnant, although if I have fresh sperm I me, will it be worth trying? 
Maybe I'll wait a day or two to be sure and test then."

   Olivia returned and found Carl and Larry waiting for her, and handed her
a drink.

   "Here kid, you probably need to replenish your fluids," Larry offered.

   Taking a big gulp, Olivia almost spit it up.  "What is it?" she managed
to say after she swallowed down the harsh drink.

   "Long Island Iced Tea.  It's delicious, drink up, we have a few more
shoots to do," Larry said as he picked up his camera to ready it for the
next sequence.

   Olivia drank the cool beverage as quickly as she could and went on to
the next shoot.  Inside the next bag waiting for her behind the screen was
a tiny bikini, which of course didn't stay on long as Larry snapped photo
after photo of her posing in dozens of different poses, mostly with her
legs spread widely apart.

   Another ice cold Long Island was waiting for her and she drank it down,
just as the first drink was starting to hit her.  "These are really tasty,
thanks Larry," Olivia said as she stood there fresh from the bikini shoot,
still fully naked.  Tipping the glass back, Olivia drank down the last
swallow and went to find her next costume.

   Two more shoots followed and so was another drink after each which
Olivia drank down easily, the booze adding to the euphoria of the X.  The
drinks were going down just as easily as the photo shoots as Olivia got
into the rhythm and the sequence of the shots Larry was looking for.  Of
course all the shoots were strictly modeling shots with Olivia as the star
and each ultimately ended up with her naked and spreading her pussy open.
The last shoot Larry had her using toys and asked her to insert them into
her pussy, which was cool especially since some of the vibrators were
making her really horny.  She had an orgasm with one of the vibrators and
Larry caught the whole thing on film.

   "That just about wraps it up," Larry announced as he started packing up
his equipment.  It was hard for him to say that since the young blonde was
still working on her pussy with one of the vibrators as she reclined back
on the studio couch .  "Unless you want that facial shot we missed out on?"

   "I think we can kill two birds with one stone don't you sweetie?" Carl
asked.

   "Huh?" Olivia asked as she slowly sawed the vibrator in and out.

   "Honey, I think you should thank Larry for doing such a good job of
shooting you today, don't you?"

   "Oh yeah, thanks Larry!" Olivia slurred as she withdrew the vibrator and
ran it up and over her clitoris.  "Ohh God that feels so good," she moaned
as she held the device up against her slit, enjoying the intense
stimulation as the plastic device sent vibrations deep within her sensitive
bud.

   "That's not the thanks I was thinking about," Carl said as he watched
his beauty start to climb up off the couch.  "Why don't you lie back down
there and let Larry fuck you and then when he's ready to cum , he'll pull
out and we can get that last shot, ok?"

   "But I thought I was all done fucking here?"

   "Well, you don't have to, but that's pretty inconsiderate considering
Larry is doing all of this for free," Carl said, hoping she was drunk
enough to go along with his request.  She didn't need to, but it was a good
test to see if she'd fuck on command.

   "Alright, I suppose, but he's not going to cum in me is he, after all, I
haven't started taking those pills yet."

   "Well, then get over here are start, then you'll be fine if he does."

   "Really, it works that fast?" Olivia asked incredulously.

   "Hell yeah, I should've given them to you earlier.  Seriously, let me
get you a drink to wash them down with," Carl said as he dug out the
plastic pill case and popped out two pills.

   "Olivia sauntered over in her full naked glory and watched as Carl
offered her the two pills and a glass of water.

   "Why two?" Olivia asked.  Glancing over, she saw Larry starting to
undress and figured, what's another guy going to matter, especially if I'm
protected?

   "One for yesterday and one for today.  Then you can start them tomorrow
like normal," Carl replied.

   Washing the two pills down, Olivia walked back over to Larry as he was
fumbling with a video camera.  "What's that camera for?"

   "Oh it's in case Carl's a lousy photographer.  This will capture the
facial scene if he doesn't," Larry replied.  He wasn't going to miss out on
capturing this on video, a smoking hot young teenager who was about to
mount his dick and hopefully wear his cum all over her face.

   "Why don't we start on the couch, you can ride on top.  You might want
to oil my cock up, unless you think you're good and wet?" Larry asked as he
took his seat on the couch.

   Olivia looked down, Larry seemed quite glad to see her as his cock stood
at attention.  Grabbing the bottle of oil, she greased up her palm and
rubbed her hands up and down his shaft.  It was normal sized and probably
the smallest one she'd had yet she thought as she climbed up onto his lap
and sat her pussy down onto his cock.  She was getting pretty good at this
position now as she slid right down on his cock, the whole thing sliding
inside her pussy without stopping.

   She could hear Carl in the background clicking away with Larry's camera
as she rode his cock.  She was having drunk sex again, and it felt great.
Larry sucked on her nipples, alternating between them and pinching the
lonely one while the other was getting a tongue lashing.  Olivia was in her
element, just like from her dreams, riding a hard dick and experiencing yet
another building orgasm.

   Olivia rode him hard for a good five minutes before Larry picked her up
and repositioned her into a kneeling position on the couch.  With one foot
on the couch and one on the floor, Larry pushed back inside Olivia's wet
furnace of a pussy and slammed home.  A hand to her face made Olivia look
up and find Carl standing right in front of her, with his pants around his
ankles and the camera in his hand.

   "Suck my cock babe while I get it on film," he said as he thrust his
hard cock right into her face without any warning.

   Olivia didn't even have time to protest before she had a mouthful of
cock while Carl clicked away.  She was getting pounded from both ends and
barely had a second to even register the significance of the moment.  It
was her first two-on-one and it was being captured for posterity.  Carl's
cock was similar to Aaron's except for all the flab hanging over his.  She
could only fit three of four inches of his purple cock into her mouth
because of his belly getting in the way, but she did her best to suck him
off as Carl kept the camera pointed right in her face.

   "Are you ready to cum Carl?  I am," Larry announced after the two had
been double teaming the gorgeous blonde for a good ten minutes.

   "Sure."

   "Olivia, sit down on the couch and take turns sucking on each of our
cocks and then we'll give you a facial."

   Olivia felt Larry pull his oily cock out of her pussy and guided her to
sit on the couch, which she gladly accepted since she was getting very
tired.  It had been a long day already and it wasn't over yet as she
watched both guys climb up onto the couch and offer her their cocks.

   Olivia alternated between each, sucking one for a few seconds then the
other.  Not sure what she was supposed to do, Olivia sat there looking up
at the two men and at the camera Carl was holding, and waited for whatever
was coming.

   "Ok Olivia, sit there and don't move your face ok?  Whatever happens
don't move, and open your mouth wide too, k?" Larry said as he fisted his
cock inches from her face.

   Olivia suddenly understood what facial meant and realized it would
forever hold a new meaning for her.  Looking up she saw her first
ejaculation as Larry blasted a shot of white fluid right into her eye,
which made her instantly shut both eyes.  He didn't say I couldn't close my
eyes she thought as she felt two more jets of semen hit her on the nose and
mouth before finishing up with his jerking cock at the entrance to her
mouth.  She felt three more shots of jizz hit the back of her mouth before
it seemed to stop.  Holding her mouth open, Olivia resisted the urge to
swallow just as Larry instructed her not too.

   She could feel him brushing the tip of his cock across her face and she
could feel the trail of slime he was moving around with the fleshy knob. 
Olivia could feel Larry's cock up around her eye as he used his cockhead
like a paint brush and pulled the puddle of goo from her eye socket and
painted it over her cheeks.  It was exactly at that moment she heard Carl
announce he was ready and felt her second salvo of cum splatter across her
face.

   Carl doused her face with his seed as she felt considerably more
splatters from his cock, and it seemed to go on for several more before his
cock ended up in her mouth.

   "Ok, hold it just like that sweetie, I want to get some shots of the cum
in your mouth before you swallow it.  Can you open your eyes?"

   "I think so," she responded as she opened her eyes.  Her vision was
blurry as some of the creamy goo was literally in her eyes.  A few blinks
and she could make out the two naked men in front of her, they were both
holding cameras.

   "Ok sweetie, use your fingers to scrape the cum off your cheeks and into
your mouth, ok?"

   Olivia could only nod as she still had a fair amount of their combined
cum in her mouth.  Following orders, Olivia scraped as much of the slimy
mucous-like stuff off her face and into her mouth and awaited her next
order.

   "Roll it around in your mouth with your tongue, that's it, open wide,
good, got it," Larry said as he captured every detail in high res.  "Ok,
now swallow, that's it, good girl!"

   Olivia swallowed the effluent of blow jobs two and three at the same
time.  It went down with no problem.  Like her first blow job, it didn't
taste like much, just warm and salty, like thick milk she guessed.

   Her face was still felt wet from their combined cum shots, but now it
was starting to feel sticky as it seemed to be drying.  Oh well, better on
my face than in my pussy, not that it matters now since I'm officially on
the pill!  Yeah!  Olivia felt relief thinking she was now protected by the
birth control pills as she sat there naked while the two men continued
shooting her.

   "Let's get you cleaned up girl, we have other stops to make today. 
Thanks for everything Larry," Carl said as he put down the camera and
started putting on his clothes.

   Olivia went to the bathroom and used the wash cloth and the soap from
the dispenser to soap up her skin and clean off the residue from the day's
activities, paying particular attention to her pussy since it was kinda
oily from Larry's cock.  She doubted she needed the extra lube as she was
still soaking wet from her vibrator session, but she didn't want to get raw
again like she had the previous day and used his suggestion.  Now she felt
greasy inside and wanted to be as clean as possible since there was no
telling what other surprises Carl had for her.

   Olivia went behind the screen at Carl's urging and came out wearing just
the white spandex tube top and the white micro miniskirt and the white
ankle socks.

   "Holy shit you look hot!" Larry offered.

   "I have to agree, you do look hot, just like I expected you would," Carl
added.

   Olivia walked over to the full length mirror Larry had set up by his
makeup table and Olivia gasped.  The outfit hugged her curves like a glove
and left nothing to the imagination.  The outlines of her areola were
plainly visible as were the twin bumps of her nipples through the thin
stretchy material, and the skirt covered only a few inches past her crotch.
The tube top was either too small and the fabric stretched too thin, or it
was meant to be this see-through Olivia concluded as she gazed at her
reflection in the mirror.  There was no mistaking her sexiness, or the
reason why she was wearing such an outfit; she was sex in the making.

   Experimenting, Olivia lifted her leg slightly, like the same amount a
person would if they were climbing stairs, and her blonde muff easily
popped into view.  "Wow, I guess I'm going to have to be really careful
with this outfit on," she concluded.

   "You look smoking hot my dear.  Good enough to eat!  Why don't you sit
down and Larry will fix your makeup, and then we can get going."

   "Ok," she said and climbed up into the chair.  Other stops to make, boy
I can't wait to see what that entails Olivia thought as Larry went to work.
Glancing in the mirror, Olivia was amazed at how good and how fast Larry
was at doing a woman's makeup.  Brushing her hair out for her and fixing it
up, Olivia stepped out of the chair looking hotter than ever.

   "See ya Carl and thanks for the good fuck Olivia, maybe we can do that
again real soon!" Larry called out.

   "Uh, yeah thanks," Olivia replied not knowing what else to say.  Would
she really do that?  Fuck him again?  Her ecstasy and alcohol clouded brain
couldn't really think of a good reason not to, it had been fun and
rewarding with so many knew things she'd experienced and learned.  Although
truth be told, she'd much rather fuck Chad again than Larry, or Carl for
that matter.

   Olivia followed Carl out to his car and climbed in, no matter what she
did, there was nothing she could do to keep from exposing her pussy in the
tiny little skirt.  Her best solution was to keep her hands in her lap. 
But of course Carl wanted access and she found his fingers drumming away on
her clit as they drove along, and it was driving her insanely horny.  You'd
think after everything that just happened, I "couldn't" get anymore horny
today Olivia thought as she felt her lust building, and another orgasm
approaching as she loosened up her knees giving Carl as much access as he
wanted.

   It was obscene, a young girl letting a fifty-ish year old man play with
her sex as freely as he liked.  She was puddy in his hands, both in her
lack of resistance to his advances, and in her lack of resistance to his
plans for her.  She couldn't put her finger on it, but she was letting the
man do whatever he wanted with her and she was ok with it.  He was in
charge and everything he'd done so far had been immensely pleasurable.  He
was the master, and she was his puppet.  Maybe it was the four Long Island
Iced Teas she'd gulped down, maybe it was the pill he'd given her, or maybe
she was the slut from her dreams coming to real life.

   Pulling into a motel, Olivia watched as Carl pulled all the way to the
back.  She read the room numbers stuck to each door and noticed the numbers
increasing up from 100.  Carl pulled in front of room 128.

   "We're here, now this is what you're going to do," he stated, as if
there were no other choices for her to make.  "Walk all the way down and
back again twice, then cross the parking lot and go up and down the other
row over there," he said pointing.  "Do the same thing, go up and down
twice, if anybody comes out to talk to you, say you're looking for a friend
but you're having a hard time reading the number on this piece of paper,"
he said holding out a scrap of white paper with some scrawl on it.  If they
proposition you for sex, tell them you have to visit your friend first but
then you'll be back, make sure you get their room number.  You can charge
as much or as little as you want, whatever you make, I get half.  The guy
you're going to see is in room 101 and he's paying a thousand dollars for
you.  Five hundred for you and five hundred for me.  Now get going."

   "Wait, do I have to have sex with everybody that propositions me?"

   "Well I guess not all, but as many as you can.  More money for you and
me, plus it would go a long way in paying for the photography costs from
Larry.  He's not cheap you know.  Anyway, there's a dozen condoms in that
bag from earlier, put them in your purse and get going.  If you run out,
you're on your own.  You don't have to use the condoms, but understand that
guys will pay more money to go without and now that you're on the pill, you
can't get pregnant.  It's nearly four o'clock, you have almost seven hours
before you need to get home, so see how much money you can make us.  I'll
try to stay in the area, call me when you're done and I'll pick you up. 
Now scoot!" Carl said as he leaned over and opened the door and gently
pushed Olivia out.

   Olivia stepped out of the car and immediately adjusted her skirt as her
blonde pubic hair flashed into the daylight.  This wasn't the deal she'd
agreed to.  It was supposed to be one guy only, but in her current
inebriated state and with the ecstasy still going strong, Olivia was
struggling to make an argument against what Carl was telling her to do. 
Besides, it's what the Queen would want to do.  It was what she had wanted
to do all along, but was she really ready for it?  Closing the door, Olivia
leaned in and asked, "But, what if they ask for something weird or
something I don't want to do?"

   "It's all up to you sugar-pie, don't do anything you don't want to do,
but at the same time remember, guys will pay more the kinkier the request.
Oh and if you get too nervous, here's another one of those pills, pop it
under your tongue like before, it'll help you relax.  Oh and try to avoid
rooms with more than one guy in it.  Try to stick to one-on-one, you'll get
through them faster and there's less of a chance you'll get your ass
nailed."

   "Huh, my ass nailed?"

   "You only have one pussy, so anymore than one guy in the room and you're
going have to offer another hole, and you only got two left after you cunt,
you mouth and your asshole, so play it safe and stick to one on one," Carl
said as he put the car in gear and drove away leaving a very scared girl,
all alone with a mission to complete.

   Olivia looked around and saw a few pairs of eyes looking at her through
various windows, she suddenly felt very exposed and very nervous.  "Stick
to the plan Olivia and remember you don't have to do this if you don't want
to," she said out loud as she got her feet moving, heading for the far end
of the row of motel rooms, her scrap of paper in her hands.

   She made it all the way to the end without incident and turned around
and headed back in the direction from which she'd come, feigning like she
was looking for something as she glanced down at the scrap of paper and
then back up at the door numbers.

   About halfway down, a young man stepped out of the doorway on her left
and asked her if she was lost.

   "Well, kinda, I'm supposed to meet a friend here and I can't read the
number on the piece of paper he gave me," she said nervously.  He was a
good looking guy in his mid twenties she guessed.

   He was unshaven and looked like he'd just finished work that left his
clothes all dirty.

   "A friend huh, I could use a friend that looks like you."

   "Really?  Well, uh..., I could always use more friends," Olivia
stammered as she folded her arms across her breasts.  She'd noticed his
gaze had settled down onto her tits and he was having a very hard time
looking back up.

   "You don't say.  How much would it cost be to be your friend?"

   "The friend I'm meeting here is willing to pay a thousand dollars to be
my friend," Olivia offered sheepishly.

   "Holy fuck, I don't have that kind of money."

   "Could you get it?" Olivia asked with a smile.

   "I might, but what would I be getting for that kind of money?" he asked
as he took a second look at her body, this time with a buyer's eye instead
of just a casual gawkers eye.  This girl was available for a price and she
might just be worth skipping his next car and trailer payment!

   "Just about everything I guess," Olivia replied.

   "Let me see what I can come up with.  I'll be back, don't leave without
coming back here ok?  My name is Justin by the way," he said as he extended
his hand.

   Olivia shook his hand and immediately his gaze fell down to her breasts
again.  "Ok, Justin, room 112, I'll do that.  Oh, you might want to grab a
shower before I come back."

   "Sure thing, don't forget to come back ok?"

   "No problem Olivia replied and started walking again.  She made it all
the way to end without anyone stopping her.  As instructed Olivia crossed
the parking lot and walked along the rooms in the 200 row.  She was two
rooms in before the door immediately next to her opened up.

   "Hey missy, you working?"

   "Huh?  Yeah I guess." The man behind the voice didn't look like he could
scrape together five bucks let alone a thousand as Olivia looked him over.
He reminded her of Carl, overweight, big and bulky with thick shoulders and
the gut to match.  His grey hair and grizzled beard didn't do much to
enhance his appearance.

   "How much for a fine little thing like you?"

   "A thousand."

   "Not a chance!  How about four hundred and I promise to be quick?"

   "Sorry, not enough, thanks for your time," Olivia said and turned to go.

   "Wait, how about six hundred and I get you bareback and I get anal?"

   "Sorry," she said and started walking away.

   "Wait come back," he said loudly.

   Olivia turned and heard his final offer.

   "Eight hundred is all I can come up with I swear."

   "I'll think about it, but I'm not promising anything.  I have to visit a
friend, but I might be back.  Don't go anywhere," Olivia said with a smile
as she turned and started walking again.

   Business on the 200 side was brisk as Olivia could barely make it past
three or four rooms in a row without being stopped.  Only a few guys were
willing or had the money to agree to the one thousand dollars and Olivia
was starting to think she was asking too much.  Guys with a thousand
dollars in their pocket wouldn't be staying at a shit-hole motel like this
she thought as she got to the end of the 200 row and found the end door
opening.

   "Hiya sweet baby, you want to party?"

   Olivia looked at the guy standing in the doorway and he was hot, she
could also hear voices coming from inside and could see at least one pair
of legs laid out on the bed watching TV.

   "I might be, are you looking?" Olivia asked and again watched as his
eyes traveled up and down her body and came to rest on her breasts and
specifically her nipples which by now had turned into hard little lumps
poking out from the thin material.

   "Yeah, me and my buds here would sure like to get to know you, how
much?"

   "A thousand."

   "I think we can manage that," he said with a smile.

   "Each," Olivia countered.

   "Nah, too much, how about twelve-hundred for all four of us?"

   "There's four of you?  Well, two thousand then for all four."

   "Fifteen-hundred and we get to go bareback?"

   "Two thousand and you get bareback."

   "Hold on, let me ask the guys," he said as he stepped inside to speak
with his buddies.

   "Eighteen hundred?"

   "Nope.  Two thousand, take it or leave it," she replied.  Olivia was
standing firm on this.  She was already undercutting the rate Carl had laid
out by half, plus there were four of them.  The guy talking to her was hot,
but she couldn't see the other guys in the room and just assumed they would
be much more fun to be with than most of the other guys she'd talked to. 
Plus this was only a game so far, bartering for something that she might
not even do.  No money had exchanged hands, no promises had been made, no
harm no foul.

   "You got a deal then," he replied.

   "Ok, I have to see a friend first and if I have time, I'll come on
over," Olivia replied and started to turn away.

   "Wait, why can't we go first?" the leader questioned.

   "Because you're cheap.  I'm going in order of who wants to pay the most.
If I get to you, I get to you, if I don't, I don't.  Simple as that."

   "What if we agree to pay more?"

   "Make me your best offer and we'll see.  I know who's offered what and
we'll see where you stack up."

   "Ok, come back after you visit your friend and we'll see what we can
scrape together, but don't go anywhere else before coming here first,
please?"

   "I'll think about it," she said and turned back around, crossing
diagonally back to room 128 and started back down to 101.  It was time get
things rolling.

   Apparently the whole "can't find my friend rouse" was a complete waste
as her clothing pretty much gave it away what she was doing here, walking
up and down the rows of motel rooms.  She was a "working girl" as room 224
had called her.  She also figured out why the 100 side was so lame, she
passed by so quickly that the guys either didn't see her, or didn't have a
chance to check her out.  The guys from the other side could watch her from
across the parking lot and they saw her negotiating with the guy from room
112.  They were waiting to pounce as she passed by.

   Her second pass down the 100 row was much more lucrative as she made
seven more stops to barter before getting to room 101.  Olivia noticed
several cars leaving the parking as she made her way down to her first
destination.  It appeared guys were going to get cash with the hopes they
could be the next one in line.

   Knocking on the door of room 101, Olivia was greeted by an average
looking guy in jeans and an undershirt.  He was balding and wore gold
wire-rimmed glasses and his room smelled like stale cigarettes and beer.

   You must be Olivia, I've been waiting for you.  I noticed you walking up
and down the rows talking to other men.  Planning on working some more
after we're done here are ya?"

   "I was asked to see if there was any interest in that, yeah," she stated
matter-of-factly.  She knew this guy would offer nothing in the way of
sexual interest for her.  He just wasn't the type of guy she felt attracted
to and the fact that he got her first was a disappointment when there was a
room full of hot guys right across the parking lot, well one was anyway.

   "You sure look much prettier than I expected.  Your pimp's description
didn't do you justice," he said as he scanned her body up and down.  "Care
to get started then?"

   "Sure," Olivia said as she wondered what he wanted her to do.  Looking
around the room, she saw a stark contrast to the palatial suite from the
previous evening.  This was definitely a step in the wrong direction she
thought.

   The man, who introduced himself as Ed, unfastened his jeans and stripped
them down, boxers and all, and proceeded to pull off his undershirt and
climb up onto the bed.  It sounded rickety and squeaky as he lay back down
with his head on the pillows waiting for Olivia to join him.

   Olivia stood there, he legs shaking a little, she was naked under skirt
and the top did nothing to hide anything, so she did the easiest thing she
could think of, she pulled the tube top down and the skirt up and instantly
stood there with everything she had on display.

   "Can you take those off, I'd prefer you naked, oh but you can leave the
socks on and the running shoes, they're sexy.  Olivia grabbed her purse and
picked up a condom and the tube of lube, just in case her pussy didn't feel
like getting wet for this guy, and climbed up on the bed.

   "Carl said you'd go bareback for what I agreed to pay."

   "Fine," she said as she climbed up and onto his lap and started stroking
his lifeless penis.  It took a moment but under her growing experience, it
came to life.  Ed knew what he wanted as he guided Olivia through his wants
which were pretty basic.  She sucked him off for a few minutes and then
climbed onto his cock and slid it up into her tight vagina.  Her pussy of
course was very ready and he slipped up easily thanks to her ample
lubrication.  The ride was on as Olivia fucked her first paying customer of
the day.

   For a guy without much sex appeal, he was pretty good with his cock as
he brought her to an orgasm fairly quickly.  Olivia like the variety as Ed
switched around into several positions, finally settling on doggy style as
he pushed her shoulders and head down onto the mattress and kept her ass
aimed high.  She felt his cock slip back inside as he got her positioned
just right and resumed his constant fucking motion.

   "Why don't you diddle your clit while I'm fucking you like this," Ed
said as he looked down and marveled at the shapely young girl.  She was
worth her weight in gold he thought as he looked down at her, with her
angelic face and her body made for sin, she was truly an amazing girl and
one he'd like to get to know on a regular basis.

   Olivia heard him and giggled, who says "diddle" anymore?  But it sounded
like a fine idea as she reached up and started to fondle her clitty as Ed
picked up the pace.  Olivia felt his hands tracing all over her ass cheeks,
kneading and groping them as he used his hands to slam his cock home into
her fiery wet cunt.  His hands kept pulling her ass cheeks apart and she
could feel her sphincter reacting to the constant pulling motion.  It made
her sphincter pucker open and then close, she assumed, based on the way her
ass kept slamming shut.

   She felt one hand leave her hips and trace over the top on her backside
and then travel downward towards her pussy, his fingers were sliding around
her entrance, teasing her labia as his cock seated itself into her depths
repeatedly.  A weird sensation among all the others made Olivia pause, she
felt what she thought was a finger sliding in with Ed's cock.  He was
finger fucking her at the same time as his dick.  It was giving her a
bigger stretch and it felt, kinda good.  The feeling continued for several
minutes and intensified as she felt him slide what she suspected was second
finger inside her cunt.  The feeling was getting to be very intense as
she'd only felt a stretch like that one other time, last night with Sam and
his enormous cock.

   The feeling was soon gone as Olivia felt the digits slip from her hole
and slid up to her anus.  He was starting to push his finger into her butt
and although it felt really weird, she let him do it since she knew guys
seemed to be infatuated with butt-holes.  The lubrication from her pussy
made the entrance much easier than she expected, and her inverted position
made her rosebud naturally want to flower open.  That and his incessant
poking made her relax her muscle and take it more comfortably.  The second
digit he poked in needed some serious relaxation control as her sphincter
naturally tried tensing up as he worked the finger in as deep as he could
push it.

   Olivia settled in and resumed her clit manipulation as Ed fucked her
pussy like a warrior claiming his prize, all the while his two fingers
reamed her asshole out.  She felt a blob of wetness land around the
entrance to her asshole where Ed's fingers continued plundering her, and
found him try to force what she suspected was a third finger into her ass.

   "Ed, I think that's enough, it's starting to hurt ok?"

   "But I really want to fuck your ass, please.  I think it's loosened up
enough now.  Can I try it please?"

   "Fine you can try, but if it hurts you gotta take it out, or I'll leave,
ok?" Olivia said from her head down position.

   "OK, let me try to loosen you a little more then I'll give it the old
college try," he said as he resumed trying to wedge three fingers into her
anus.

   Olivia concentrated on completely relaxing her body, making it as
pliable as possible, and as Ed worked his magic with her back end, Olivia
found the weirdness of the sensation was becoming tolerable and the pain
from before more manageable as her tissues relaxed and stretched.

   "I'm going to try it now, just keep relaxed ok?"

   "Sure thing Ed," she replied as she felt his cock slide out from her
pussy and his fingers slowly begin sliding out of her ass.  His slow
removal allowed her anus to stay relaxed as she felt the digits replaced by
the soft smooth crown of his cock.  Thank God it's just a normal sized one
Olivia thought as she felt the pressure against her sphincter make her want
to clench it up.  Doing her best to resist it, Olivia felt the head pop
through and suddenly he was in her ass.

   "See I told you, you could handle it!" he beamed as he slowly starting
sliding in and out, just fractions of inches at a time while she got used
to the feeling.  "You ok down there Olivia?" he asked as he came closer and
closer to seating his tool with each push forward.

   "Yeah, it feels weird, like taking a poop backwards, but it feels ok.

   "Well, it feels better than "ok" to me.  I can't decide what feels more
amazing, your sweet little pussy or your tight little ass.  I'm thinking
ass."

   "Great Ed, glad you like it," Olivia replied as she felt his curly pubic
hairs start to tickle her backside.  That could only mean one thing, he was
all the way into her ass and she was now getting ass-fucked for the first
time.  Wow, so many firsts in such a short time Liv, you really are trying
to become the Queen of the Sluts in real life!  She felt Ed start picking
up the pace and start slamming his cock home.

   He lasted only a few minutes more before emptying his seed into her
bowels and then collapsing on top of her, driving her torso to the bed and
trapping her under his weight.  "Uh Ed, you mind getting off of me, you're
crushing me," she wheezed as she felt his bulky weight pinning her down
with his cock still firmly planted in her ass.

   "Sorry, I'll get up in a minute, I just need to stay like this for a
while," he said as he supported more of his weight with his arms and making
the weight on her back more tolerable.

   Olivia felt warm all over as she remained there trapped under his
weight. It wasn't crushing, it was almost comforting as he breathed slowly
into her ear whispering how much he enjoyed this experience and how much he
looked forward to another encounter, if she'd have him.

   Olivia nodded for lack of a better response, and relaxed her body.  It
was like being snuggled by a heavy furry quilt as she felt his warmth
encompass her body.  She really did feel his warmth, from the outside and
from the inside.  "Ed, what is that?" she asked as she heard him let out a
sigh of relief.  She felt a warmth inside her bowels were Ed's cock still
remained.  "Ed?  I asked you a question, is that your cum I'm feeling
inside me making me feel all warm?  Ed?"

   "Ahhhh, sweetheart you just made my dreams come true," he said as he
slowly started to get up and extracted his wilting cock from her gaping
asshole.

   "Ed, what did you just do?" Olivia asked, now starting to worry a bit.

   "Something very special, now I have a big request and I'll understand if
you're grossed out by it, but I was wondering if you'd follow me into the
bathroom and help me out with a fetish of mine?"

   "Ed, What did you do inside me?  Did you pee inside me?  Did you pee in
my ass?"

   "Please don't be mad, I know it sounds perverted but I've only ever
found a few other girls who will let me do that, and none of them could
ever compare to you.  Now please follow me into the bathroom and please
hold the pee in for just a minute longer," Ed pleaded with her as he walked
into the bathroom and laid down in the tub.  "Now you might want to pull
the curtain so you don't see this, but would you mind squirting the pee out
onto me?"

   "You want me to do what!" she exclaimed in disbelief as she watched him
stroking his cock like crazy while sitting there in the tub.  "I should
just shit it all over you for doing something that disgusting to me.  I
can't believe you did that without telling me you were going to do it!"
Olivia screamed as she went over to sit on the toilet.

   "Please dear, it would mean so much to me if you'd do it over me.  Don't
think lowly of me, it's a kink I have and I don't understand it, but I
would give anything for you to do that for me!"

   "Forget it, it's just sick!"

   "I'll double your money, please?  I'm begging you!"

   "Double?" she asked incredulously.  "You're serious, double?"

   "Yes and you don't even have to tell your pimp about it, it would be our
secret," he pleaded as he stroked his cock at lightning fast speed."

   It was utterly disgusting, but she had to expel the warm fluid
immediately, and for a thousand bucks, she figured it was better than the
toilet.  "Fine, I'll try my best, but only for double," she said as she
stepped up onto the near side of the tub and stepped over with her other
foot until both feet were straddling the tub sides.  Where do you want it?

   "Anywhere is fine," he said as he fisted his growing cock and watched as
the most perfect set of legs went up to form the most perfect ass he'd ever
seen descend down into a squatting position and aimed her puckered anus
over his stomach.

   With a big push, Olivia felt her bowels give way and the combination of
shit and piss, rained down onto the disturbed man below her.  Olivia didn't
dare look down, and as the smell hit her, she held her breath and gave one
final push and felt one final turd slip easily from her relaxed anus.

   Standing up quickly, Olivia grabbed the curtain rod and swung over onto
the floor with her eyes closed for fear of seeing the spectacle beside her,
and immediately ripped the curtain closed as her feet hit the ground. 
Without stopping to take a breath, Olivia grabbed a face towel ran it under
the tap for a split second - not even waiting for warm water - and ran from
the room, slamming the door behind her.

   Wiping her privates, well not so private anymore, with the cold wet
towel, Olivia cleaned her body and did her best to wash away the memory of
what Ed had done to her.  She was repulsed as she thought about having Ed's
urine streamed into her body and was glad it was gone.  Inside she felt
dirty.  How do you clean your insides out?  Olivia's mind started
wandering; even if I can clean myself out will I ever truly feel clean, or
will it be a stain that I'll never recover from?  Olivia thought back to
her dream and the memory of Joey using the pop bottle filled with warm
water to give her an enema and wondered if even that would help her recover
from the disgust she felt currently.

   From the bathroom, Olivia could hear Ed masturbating furiously, sitting
there covered in her feces and his own urine, his loud moaning was making
her feel ill.  Finding her tube top and mini-skirt, Olivia stepped into
them and adjusted the clingy material until it covered as much of her flesh
as it was going to.  Gathered her purse to leave, Olivia realized she still
needed to get paid.  "Ed, I need my money!" she shouted out.

   "I'll be done in a minute," he shouted back as his groans got louder and
louder until finally reaching a crescendo.  The sound of the shower running
followed shortly thereafter.  Olivia realized she was trapped in here
waiting for Mr.  Strange to clean her poop off his chest.

   Looking into her purse, Olivia looked at the linked packages of condoms
and thought that if she'd made Mr.  Poopy wear one, her bowels would still
be clean, maybe much more compacted, but clean.  The little pill was
sitting there too, waiting for her to scoop it up toss it back when the
moment called for it.  That moment was calling.  Popping the pill into her
mouth, Olivia felt the familiar bitter-sweet taste as it dissolved in her
mouth.

   Carl's phone number was there too and she was wondering if she should
just call him and be done with the day.  She'd have a thousand dollars in
her pocket once Ed paid her and that was a lot of money.  Carl would be
disappointed if she bailed, but the anguish she was feeling over her first
encounter was extremely troubling.  Maybe it would be like her first time
having sex, the first one sucked, the ones to follow much, much better.

   She was lost in thought when she noticed the silence; it alerted her
that Ed was out of the shower.  The door opened minutes later and Ed walked
out of the bathroom buck naked, and he looked like any other guy with his
floppy cock and gut hanging out.

   "Olivia, I'm sorry I didn't warn you about my kink, I was afraid you'd
run away screaming if I told you beforehand.  Can you stay longer or have I
freaked you out too much?" he asked as he stood there apparently quite
comfortable being naked.

   "I think I should go.  Do you mind paying me now?" Olivia said.  Her
response sounded rude as the words came out, but she really just wanted to
be away from the man, as sincere as his comments sounded.

   "I understand, I was just hoping that I might be able to see you again
the next time I'm in town and I was hoping that we could part tonight on
good terms," he said as he started fishing out a big wad of cash.

   Olivia was mesmerized by the thick wad of cash in Ed's hand, but it
wasn't the wad of two thousand dollars he was handing her, it was the even
thicker wad he was stuffing back in his suitcase.

   She'd never seen that much money before, and as she held the money, she
felt something inside her she'd never felt before, greed.

   "As you can see, I can make any future visits worth your while," Ed said
as he climbed onto the bed and slowly stroked his cock while staring at
her.

   Olivia sat there looking at the man who'd just handed her two thousand
dollars.  She'd been in his company for barely forty-five minutes and had
made more money than her mother took home in two weeks.  "Alright, give me
your number.  Maybe we can set something up in the future.  I'll call you
with my new number once I get it tomorrow," Olivia said as she picked up
the pen and pad of paper from the night stand and handed it over.  Standing
there with her barely covered pussy and asshole still tingling from his
workout, Olivia took the scribbled note and put it in her purse, then
crossed the room, waved and walked out the door.

   "One down and how many to go?" she wondered as a nagging question burned
in her mind.  "Why am I doing this?  I don't really need the money.  Sure
it'll be nice to have the cash, but how am I going to spend it without mom
wondering where it came from?  I can only bluff with the babysitting so
far, and I think if I go out and buy a $400 phone, she'll be suspicious
enough already.  So is it the excitement?  The pure pleasure of it all?"
The questions were flying through her mind, the thing that was lacking were
the answers.  With no answers coming and the expectation for her to
continue, Olivia figured that it might just be better to act than to think
for the time being.  In that case she thought, "Where next?" Recalling the
mental list she'd made of the monetary offers she'd received, Olivia walked
down to 112 and knocked on the door.

   Justin answered the door and Olivia gawked at the guy looking back at
her, he looked downright adorable she thought as she measured him up.  He'd
cleaned up well with his clean shaven face and his washed and brushed hair.
He even had on clean clothes as she mentally undressed him realizing she
was making the right decision for her body, maybe not necessarily the right
decision for her welfare in the long run, but it was the right "now"
decision as she walked in and closed the door.

   "So how did we do?" she asked wondering if he had the cash.

   "It's gonna hurt when it comes time to pay some bills at the end of the
month, but I got it, the full thousand," he said as he handed over the
stack of crisp twenties.

   A thousand dollars in twenties was a pretty thick stack of cash Olivia
noted as she stuffed the money into her purse.  Pulling out a couple of
condoms and putting them down on the nightstand, Olivia went to work.

   Olivia stripped off her clothes while Justin did the same and within
seconds the two were on the bed naked, rolling around and kissing like they
were long-lost lovers.  This is what it's supposed to be like!  Olivia used
all of her newfound skills to entice the cute guy, hands were flying as
they groped at each other's bodies, her small fist locking around his cock
and getting him hard as nails.

   His hands dug deeply into her pussy as his fingers started fucking her
with rapid-fire movements.  Olivia rolled her head back and moaned loudly
as Justin's fingers brought her quickly to an orgasm.  His fingers never
stopped as the orgasm rolled on, seemingly without end.  Olivia had never
felt anything like it before as her body was awash in endorphins, shivers
and spasms wracked her body as he hammered on.

   "Stop, stop, stop, I can't take anymore, oh God, oh God, here it comes
again, uuuhhyeahhhh!," she screamed as another huge wave flashed through
her body.  "Oh God, oh God, oh God!" she grunted as her whole body went
rigid, her legs locking straight out as the cascade continued.  She felt
his fingers slow down and her orgasm abate with it, thankfully.  "Oh God, I
think I pee'd myself," she whispered as she suddenly felt a huge wet spot
form under her ass.

   "No way babe, you squirted.  It was awesome, that's why I didn't stop,"
Justin said as he slid down and crawled between her supple thighs, his face
coming inches away from her soaked pussy.  "I did what?  Squirted?  I
thought I pee'd ?" Olivia replied as she watched Justin stick his tongue
out and then felt him run it up her pussy from the bottom up through her
labia up to her clit before flicking the sensitive nub with his tongue. 
"Ohh, that feels nice," she purred as Justin repeated the tongue dip.

   "Nope, not pee, definitely not pee, It tastes kind sweet and salty," he
said as he dove in and started eating her out, his tongue working its way
down through her lips before finding her entrance and poking through it
with his pink appendage.

   "Ohhhhh God, that's amazing, don't stop, don't ever stop.  Ohhhh, I
never imagined anything could feel this good.  Oh please don't stop,"
Olivia moaned as Justin's hot mouth and tongue provided a level of
stimulation she'd never imagined.

   "Really, nobody's ever eaten you out before?" he asked as he looked up,
drinking in the sight of the beautiful blonde girl with the perfect body.
Her breasts mounded nicely as she lay there spread out before him, her face
framed perfectly between them as he gazed up at her.

   "No, I only sex for the first time yesterday and I haven't had anyone do
that to me yet," Olivia stated as she ran her fingers through his dark
locks, hoping her would start licking again.

   "No shit?  Yesterday was your first time, and you're turning tricks
today?  Wow," he said as he returned to snacking on her deliciously trim
and tasty pussy.

   "Yeah, I guess I just love sex," she answered as she felt his tongue go
back to work.  His attention to her needs was refreshing as she felt him
work his fingers into her cunt.  Justin's his tongue continued its assault
on her clit and with as many orgasms as he'd already given her, she felt
another one coming.

   It hit with the same intensity as the previous one as his fingers jammed
hard and fast into her swampy hole.  "Oh Justin, that was amazing, now get
up here and fuck me would ya?"

   "My pleasure.  Do I have to wear one of those?" he asked, pointing at
the condoms she'd put on the nightstand as he crawled up between her legs.

   "Only if you want to," she purred as she looked at his sexy body about
to plunder hers.

   "Not a chance, I want to feel every part of you," he replied as his cock
head nestled up against her pussy.

   "Me too, get in me now and fuck me hard," she sighed as she felt his
cock slowly slide into her heater.  "Oh, your cock feels so good in me,
don't ever take it out," Olivia purred as Justin started sliding his cock
in and out of her hungry pussy.

   Olivia was a very content girl as she felt his cock start to throb again
inside her cunt.  It was his third orgasm inside her pussy and she was
hoping he had more in him.  If turning tricks were always like this, she
could see herself doing this everyday as she looked up into the eyes of her
attentive lover, his cock's pulsations slowing as he left it jammed up
against the end of her tube.  Her legs were still wrapped around his body
as she felt him start to roll away.

   "As much as I hate to do this, I'm supposed to meet my boss for dinner
shortly, so you're going to have to get moving on," he said as he climbed
up off the beauty and headed for the bathroom to shower.

   Olivia was very disappointed as she suddenly felt like she'd lost
something special.  "Can I join you in there?" she asked hoping to spend
just a few more minutes with him.  Why she felt so needy all of a sudden
she didn't understand.  Maybe it was because his attention was focused on
pleasing her, maybe it was just because he seemed to care.  And perhaps it
was the casual way he was tossing her out that made her come to the
realization that she was performing an act, a service.  Maybe that's how he
saw it too, maybe it wasn't as special to him as she felt it was.

   "Sure, that would be really nice," he said as he watched the sexy girl
climb up off the bed and walk over towards him.  He'd never seen a girl
with such an amazing body, she was muscular, but not overly developed.  She
had a tight little ass and nice firm boobs and moved like a cat he noticed
as she followed him into the bathroom.

   Turning on the faucet and flipping the shower button, Justin climbed in
and Olivia followed.  If it was her last moment with him, she wanted to
enjoy it as she watched him soap up.  He turned to her and started soaping
up her body, roaming hands over her body once more.  His touch was very
arousing as he ran his soapy fingers down to her sex.  Olivia wanted to
fuck him again as she felt his fingers gently wash around the outside of
her pussy before moving around to her ass.  She felt him move around behind
her and start soaping up her back, his lower body pressed up against her
backside.  She could feel his cock pressed up between her cheeks as he slid
it up and down.  It wasn't hard but she hoped it would get that way so he
could slide it inside her again.  His hands went around and cupped her
breasts as his fingers started toying with her nipples.  She rubbed her ass
cheeks up and down his cock as she reached back and grabbed onto his hips,
keeping his body pressed up against hers.  Despite her best efforts, it
didn't seem like he was getting any harder.  "Do you think you could do it
again?"

   "I think I'm done for now, but I'm sure I'll be good to go after I get
back from dinner," he said as he reluctantly released her breasts and
kissed her lightly on her neck as she remained pressed up against his body.

   "If I'm still here I'll come back and see you again.  Speaking of, can I
get your number before you go?"

   "Sure but I won't be able to afford you again, not with your prices," he
replied as he turned and started to wash his hair, leaving her standing
there.

   "Oh, yeah I guess," she answered.  Olivia was thinking about his answer.
She wanted to shout out "I'll fuck you for free" but knew that Carl
wouldn't appreciate it, and she was here to make money.

   It was a risky part of this new activity that she hadn't really thought
about as she watched Justin finish rinsing off his body and trade places
with her so she could rinse also.  With all of the guys who'd stopped her
and asked for sex, there were all sorts, good, bad, and downright ugly. 
She felt an attraction to this guy, and realized that it was dangerous
ground, she couldn't afford to become attached to any of them.  There was
no potential here for a future relationship.  For one thing, her mother
would kill her for having a boyfriend who was this old, and secondly, this
was a job.  Justin recognized that, why didn't she?  Because I'm young and
stupid Olivia thought as she finished rinsing off and stepped out of the
shower.

   Right then Olivia decided to distance herself from any of the guys she
met this way.  That was, if she decided to do this ever again.  Toweling
off, Olivia felt clean and fresh as she found her flimsy excuse for
clothing and pulled the articles on.  The clock read 5:30 as Justin handed
her his phone number and kissed her on the lips.  He had to go and so did
she as they walked out of the room together.  She watched him climb into
his car and pull away.  Her heart told her to jump in and go with him, but
she knew that she was just a young girl with a crush for a man that had
made an impression on her.  Of course he'd made that impression with his
ability to please her body, and her body wanted more pleasing, even if her
mind wasn't up to it.

   Olivia was feeling the pill she'd taken really start to kick in as she
stood there in the parking lot.  It was helping her focus on the moment and
get past the emotions she was feeling about watching Justin drive away. 
Feeling slightly lightheaded and euphoric, Olivia got her feet moving and
started walking down the row looking for her next customer.

   Business was brisk as Olivia felt the current cock in her pussy
throbbing as it spilled its seed into her fiery tunnel.  Whatever that pill
was, it was working and it made her feel amazing.  Her head was swimmy and
every touch to her body felt like it was charged with electricity.  Her
current guy was hovering over her dripping his sweat onto her body as he
groaned, his cock still impaled into her cunt.  He'd fucked her hard and
fast, just like she needed.  The effect of the drug on her body made her
want that kind of stimulation.  She walked into his room, settled on a
price and she was on his cock in a flash, sucking him hard before pulling
her clothing off and mounting him the second he was hard.  She fucked him
hard and he returned the favor as he pounded her as hard as his cock would
allow, finally filling her pussy with his seed.

   Olivia had offered condoms to the full-paying guys, but none of them
opted for them, they instead chose to fill her cunt with their fertile
seed. Olivia didn't care, she preferred the feel of their unsheathed cocks
as it gave her much better stimulation.  The cheap mother fuckers had to
wear them, much to her disappointment as the condoms seemed to pull at her
skin more, and she was worried it would make her pussy sore.

   After her lovely experience with Justin, Olivia learned to limit the
guys to just one cum before moving on to the next customer.  It was eight
o'clock and she'd called on all the rooms on her list before ending up in
front of the door with the four guys in it.  Carl's words echoed in her
ears about not going into rooms with multiple guys, and she suddenly felt
nervous.  She'd be busy fucking while the other guys would be sitting
around waiting for their turn.  She had a lot of money in her purse and if
one of the guys decided he wanted to dip in, she'd never know or be able to
do anything about it.

   "Fuck it, I've had enough," she said and walked away thinking it was
time to call Carl and leave.  Without a cell phone, Olivia realized she
needed to get back into somebody's room to use a phone.

   Walking across the parking lot, she found she was heading back to Ed's
room.  There was no explanation for it, she was just doing it.  She was
knocking on his door before she really even registered her actions.

   "Hi beautiful, coming back for more?"

   "Could I use your phone Ed?" she asked.  He was still naked and it
looked like he was ready for her again as his cock was sticking out.

   "Sure, come on in, anything you need," he said as he watched her saunter
in.  She didn't look as fresh as when she'd first walked into his room, but
she still looked great.  Actually she looked better.  It looked like she'd
been fucked hard and put away wet, and it made him want her even more.

   Olivia reached Carl and told him she was done and would be waiting in
room 101 when he got there.  She heard him say he'd be there in thirty
minutes.  It was then than she smelled something delicious and noticed a
pizza box on the coffee table and realized she was starving.  Hanging up
the phone, she asked, "Do you have any pizza left?"

   "Yeah, help yourself sweetie," he said as he watched her move over to
the couch and sit down, the super short skirt she had on exposed her pussy
completely as she sat there eating her pizza.  "Eat", that was exactly what
he wanted, to eat.  Pushing the coffee table aside, Ed leaned the young
girl back against the back of the couch and pulled her hips forward before
diving into her snatch.  It was spermy and dirty and he loved it as he went
to work cleaning her up.

   It caught her off-guard as Olivia watched Ed dive between her legs and
start licking.  She was still chewing her first bite of pizza when he
pushed her back against the couch.  His technique was completely different
from Justin's as she felt him digging his tongue into her hole.  It felt
nice but she really wanted him to play with her clit while he was down
there.  Ed was still down there by the time she'd finished off her second
slice of pizza.

   Leaning back with her eyes closed, Olivia enjoyed the sensations of Ed
trying to work his tongue as deeply as he could into her cunt.  He was a
weird dude, but she wasn't about to turn down a good pussy eater no matter
what his kinks were.  She felt his mouth leave her pussy and opened her
eyes as she watched him get up off the floor and lean in with his cock
aimed between her widespread legs.

   What's one more cock tonight she thought?  Olivia felt the blunt object
slide right into her well used hole.  She'd be sore tomorrow for sure, but
right now it still felt good as Ed started pounding away into her pussy. 
After a few minutes she felt him lift her legs up onto his shoulders and
pushed her knees back up towards her head until her feet rested on his
chest.  It was a really nice position and felt really good as his cock
rubbed up along the top of the inside of her pussy as he kept up his quick
thrusts.

   After several minutes Ed asked, "Can I stick it in your butt again
honey?" He had her wedged up against the back of the couch and she looked
very compact and sexy as he wanted more than anything to ass-fuck her once
again.

   "I guess, just don't pee in me again okay?" she said as she felt him
pull out of her pussy and push up against her asshole.  The pressure was
constant and firm and as she tried her best to relax, and felt the crown
slip inside.  Within minutes he was slamming his cock into her ass.  Olivia
watched as Ed spread her thighs as widely as possible, giving him easy
access to her clitty as he began to stroke the swollen bud.  Without
expecting it, Olivia started to really enjoy the experience of her second
ass-fuck.

   Ed didn't know what heaven was, but he figured it couldn't be much
better than this as he watched his cock disappear over and over again into
the sweetest ass he'd even seen.  The fact that his cock was buried in that
ass only made it better as he felt his cum starting.  She was thrashing
around on his cock as she enjoyed the orgasm he'd given her, his fingers
still drumming away on her clit as her ass ring strangled his cock.  That
was all it took as he felt his own cum start.

   A loud groan and Olivia knew Ed was dumping his cum in her ass again. 
As much as she hated to admit it, the little freak knew how to please her.
She was still coming down from her orgasm when she heard a horn outside
honk.

   "I think your ride is here," Ed said as he pulled his cock from her
tight sphincter.

   "Thanks," Olivia replied as she carefully stood up and adjusted her
skirt.  She saw Ed dig into his suitcase once more and pull out more cash.

   "This is for coming back, you didn't need to do that, but I'm glad you
did, thank you," he said as he held out the wad of cash.

   "Thank you Ed, you're sweet," she said as she leaned over and kissed him
on the cheek and accepted his offering.  Grabbing her purse, she said
goodbye and walked out the door.

   Carl watched as his sexy little girl climbed into the front seat, her
pussy in plain view as she settled in.  "How'd ya make out doll?"

   "Good!" she replied as she held open her purse and showed him the wads
of cash inside.

   "Very nice work, see how easy it is.  You could have college all paid
for by the end of the summer if you keep up at this rate," he said as he
pulled out of the parking lot and headed home.

   "So, are you ok?  Did something happen?"

   "Uh, no, everything is fine.

   "Well I assumed something happened and that's why you called, that's why
I hurried over here."

   "No everything went just fine actually.  I hit every room that stopped
me and asked me for sex.  Well, all but one room, cause there were four
guys in there and I was worried about the money in my purse, plus you said
not to go into rooms with that many guys."

   "Ok, it's just that it's awfully early for you to be quitting.  You got
two hours before you need to be home and that's time you could be earning
more money, but if you got every room I guess that's a decent enough effort
for your first time.  So how many were there?"

   "How many what?  Guys?"

   "Yeah, it looks like you got a good amount of cash in there.  So how
many guys did it take to earn all that?"

   "Uh, I uh, let me think..." Olivia stared out the window as she thought
back, recalling all of the guys.  It had gone much easier than she had
expected.  After the initial shock of how things went with Ed, everything
after that was an upgrade.  Having sex with complete strangers was like
anything else, once you got used to it, it was no big deal.  Counting out
the room stops, Olivia came to her final tally, "Eight guys."

   "Good girl, you got eight to each pay you a grand, I'm actually kinda
shocked you managed that," Carl responded as he glanced over at his new
revenue stream.

   "No, Ed paid me $2,500, three guys paid a thousand, two guys could only
come up with eight hundred, one guy seven and the last guy five hundred."

   "Ed paid how much?  Twenty-five hundred!  Holy fuck, what for?  He
agreed to pay a thousand, what happened?"

   "I'd rather not talk about it."

   "Did he hurt you or something?  Cause if he did I'll make him pay."

   "No, he's just really weird."

   "Come on, tell me.  A guy doesn't double up and then some, for nothing.
What was it?"

   "He pee'd in my butt and then had me poop on him.  It was disgusting.  I
started to leave, and he begged me to stay.  He said he'd double the money
if I did."

   "He fucked your ass and pissed "in" you?"

   "Yeah."

   "That's twisted.  I'm surprised you let him fuck your ass for one thing,
and I'm surprised you let him piss in your ass, but for an extra grand I'm
glad you did.  So if that doubled it, where did the extra five hundy come
from then, a tip?"

   "Sort of, I needed to use a phone to call you, and I used his.  He
fucked me again and gave me the extra in return."

   "Very entrepreneurial of you.  He fucked your pussy or ass?"

   "Both."

   "Make him pay full fair next time.  So, how many did you ride bareback?"

   "Anybody who paid the full amount.  The guys who didn't have enough, I
made `em wear one." Watching the scenery blur by, Olivia asked, "Are you
taking me home now?"

   "It's still early, it all depends on you.  You want another of these?"
he asked holding out another one of the little pills.

   "Yeah, they're awesome," she said as she took it and popped it into her
mouth.  The bitterness was immediate as it started the familiar dissolving
action.

   "I guess it's the interstate then," Carl said.

   "The interstate?" Olivia asked looking at Carl nodding, and wondered
what that decision had just cost her.

   "Yeah, I'm not wasting a hit of X on you to sit at home and suck your
thumb while you sit on a cucumber.  You're going to need cock and now I
gotta find you some."

   Olivia watched the cars whizzing by as they pulled onto the expressway,
Carl's cab was accelerating up to speed.  She thought back to his response,
"sit on a cucumber while sucking her thumb", what the hell was he talking
about?  Distracted by the commotion from the motel, Olivia hadn't really
had a chance to examine the effects of the pill until now.  It was working
very well, her head was feeling fuzzy and her skin felt electrified and
tingly.  The sky was getting dark as they sped off towards some unknown
destination, but it was somewhere she was sure that would involve more sex.


   As her fingers slowly traced up her arm, and the feeling became more and
more intense, Olivia was fairly sure that more sex would be ok.

   "Lean back against the door babe and put your feet up on the seat."

   Olivia complied as she leaned up against the uncomfortable arm rest, her
knees high in the air and her white running shoes on the middle of the
bench seat, her toes touching Carl's chubby thigh.

   Olivia didn't resist as Carl reached over and pushed her thighs apart,
and immediately placed his hand on her pussy.

   "You look too tense babe, you need to loosen up a little," he said as he
started working her slit, running his thumb through her wet folds while his
fingers applied pressure to her clit.

   "So where are we going," Olivia panted as Carl's fingers worked their
magic on her over-sensitive pussy.  Whatever that pill was, it was magical
as it made every touch, every sensation magnified a thousand times better.
"I could easily cum just from this," she thought as Carl's gentle rubbing
was getting her extremely aroused and hungry for her next cum.

   "To a truck stop a few miles from here.  We may not make as much cash,
but everything after this is just gravy anyway."

   "Why can't I just go home?" Olivia moaned as Carl's pussy play was
driving her closer to her orgasm.

   "Look at you.  What would you do at home all horned up like this?  You
need cock and you know it, so you might as well do something about it and
make us both some money."

   "Ok," was all she had to say.  In her present state, he was right.  She
was hungry for it.  It was the pill of course, it wasn't her, was it?  The
pill was making her horny and hungry at the same time.

   She'd had ten new cocks already today and she still wanted more, her
soaking wet pussy was proof of that.

   "Why can't you fuck me, then take me home?"

   "Cause I already fucked you today and I like money too, besides, we're
here," Carl said as he exited onto the ramp and slowed to pull into the
truck lane that led to the parking lots.  Pulling up into the first vacant
spot, Carl noticed it was a busy night at the rest stop which meant there
were plenty of truckers with money to burn.

   With his fingers still working her pussy, Carl said, "Ok babe, same as
the motel, walk up and down the lot in front of the rigs, let `em check you
out.  The truckers that see you will be on their radios letting all the
other guys know about you.  You'll be riding high in no time.  We don't
have time for these guys to make it a marathon so tell them three hundred
sheathed, five hundred bareback.  Get up there, get `em to cum fast then
move on to the next one.  No fooling around with small talk, get on the
cock and get out, now get going!" he said as he pushed her feet off the
seat and leaned over to open the door.

   Olivia heard what Carl was saying, but hoped he'd keep fingering her
twat just a few minutes longer as she was oh so close to cumming.  Of
course that was when he opened her door and she practically fell out onto
the tarmac.  Getting up and brushing herself off, Olivia adjusted her top
and pulled her skirt back down.  The car door hid the obviousness of her
bare cunt as the skirt had ridden up in the car exposing everything.  Carl
immediately drove away and headed down to the end of the lot, leaving her
standing there in her skimpy outfit and no recourse other than to follow
his directions.

   She stared walking down the row, just like she had this afternoon at the
motel, walking up and back in front of the rigs, letting everybody who
looked her way know that she could be had for a price.

   Half price to be exact.  Olivia's first customer needed to run and get
cash from the ATM inside of the gas bar, and asked her to wait for him. 
She'd explained the pricing to him and as he dug around in his pockets,
realizing he'd be short if he wanted to experience her properly.  She
watched as ran over to the brightly lit building and ducked inside.

   Standing in front of his idling rig, Olivia could feel the heat coming
from the engine cowling, making her skin tingle all over as the heat waves
enveloped her.  It felt amazing, like the waves were alive as they danced
around her.  The pill did wondrous things she realized.

   While she basked in the glorious waves of heat, Olivia noticed her first
guy walk out the door with two other guys following closely behind.  The
gawked at her and spoke to one another as her guy hustled back to her.  The
two guys also went back inside, she assumed to get money.  "Two more to add
to my list," she sighed.

   Climbing up into the rig, Olivia briefly thought about how quickly her
dreams had turned into reality, and settled into her new role as a tweenage
whore.

   As expected, Carl watched as his new whore went from rig to rig giving
out pussy and collecting money in return.  It was the fastest he'd ever
seen anyone settle into the role, and certainly the most profitable whore
he'd ever seen.  Most whores he knew threw him free pussy or a few bucks
for hooking them up with Johns.  Carl had never been a real pimp and had
never had his own whore, but now he did and she was going to make him very
rich.  As long as he didn't burn her out, or get busted doing it.  Better
to not know her real age he figured, that way he could sleep at night
without feeling too guilty.

   Looking down at the clock, he figured he should probably get her home
soon as it was shortly after ten pm.

   Olivia was on her back with some hillbilly pounding into her cum-sodden
pussy when they both heard the pounding on the door.  "Hurry up, I gotta
get her outa here," came Carl's familiar voice, as the bearded redneck
looked down at her.

   "Who's that?" he asked in his southern drawl as he plowed into her very
soggy, but still-tight pussy.

   "I guess you'd call him my manager," Olivia sighed as she laid there
enjoying the fuck.  Her pussy was getting sore but it still felt really
good as she took on her latest customer.  Whether it was the effects of the
pill, or just because she was becoming a cock-freak, Olivia Hastings felt
no guilt about what she'd been doing all day.  If there was guilt in store
for her, it would have to come later as this felt just too good.

   "Why's he saying you gotta go.  You have somewhere to go?"

   "What time is it?"

   "Uh, ten-fifteen."

   "Shit, I gotta be home before eleven, that's when my mom gets home.. 
Hurry up will ya, I gotta split."

   "How old are ya darling?"

   "You really want to know?"

   "I like `em young so yeah, I do."

   "Twelve."

   "Seriously?" he asked as his thrusts became irregular.

   "Yeah, I won't be thirteen for two more months," she grunted as she
watched her guy go through what she'd seen plenty of times today.  He was
dumping his sperm into her bare pussy.  He'd paid full-fare and got her
bareback, just like all but one of them had.  Only one guy out of the five
guys she'd fucked at the truck stop had used a condom.  A sweet pussy like
hers was just too good to waste a condom on they figured.

   Olivia put the cash in her purse and collected yet another name and
phone number to add to her growing collection of scraps of paper in her
purse.  Some were scribbled on paper napkins, some on cigarette wrappers,
one on a gas receipt, but they all had one thing in common, they wanted
another shot at her pussy.  She would be a busy girl if she allowed all of
these guys to fuck her as often as they hoped they could.

   Pulling her top back up and her skirt back down, Olivia realized that as
slutty as the two pieces of spandex made her look, it sure was good for
business and easy to get back on when she was done.  Now if she could just
do something about all the sperm that was leaking out of her pussy all the
time, that would be something!

   Olivia stepped down from the rig and noticed Carl parked right next to
it.  Going around she climbed in and slammed the door.  "We gotta go, I
can't be late."

   "Cash first babe," he said as he held out his hand.

   "Twenty-three hundred, all there," she replied as she watched Carl count
it out into two piles.  Taking one of the piles, he shoved it into an old
McDonalds bag and hand it over.  "There's your half from the day," he said
as he pulled the shifter into gear and pull out of the lot and onto the
expressway.  "Your clothes are in the back seat, you might want to change
before we get to your house, unless you want your neighbors seeing you
dressed as sweetly as you are right now.

   Reaching back, Olivia was glad to have fresh clothes to change into, the
back of the white skirt was soaked with all of the cum that had leaked out
of her, not say that it wasn't done yet as the hillbilly's cum was the
latest to drip between her thighs and onto the stretchy material.

   "Of course I had to deduct some money for the birth control pills, the
clothes, the X, the pregnancy test, the condoms..."

   "X?  What's that?" Olivia asked as she sat there naked from the waist
down.  She'd pulled the skirt off and used it to soak up the last of the
cum dripping from her twat.

   "The pill I gave you, Ecstasy.  My source grinds up the pure stuff and
mixes it with sugar and presses it into a pill shape and that way it'll
dissolve easily under the tongue.  Works good huh?"

   "Yeah, made me the girl I am today," she said with a half smile.

   "I'll say, you were amazing today.  Everything from the photo shoots to
the motel to now.  I've never seen a more eager whore."

   "Thanks I guess."

   "So what's your story kid, what possessed you to get this into it, it
can't just be the drugs," Carl said as he watched the pretty young girl
start to pull her panties back on over her reddened slit.  Reluctantly,
Olivia mentioned her coma and then the dreams she had without giving much
detail.  With a little prodding, Olivia found the whole story spilling out
and all the gory detail that followed.

   "Wow, that's some imagination you got there kid.  At least you can say
you're living your dream now, as fucked up as it is.  I for one applaud
you, it's not easy admitting what you are.  Most women I know that are
sluts think that being a slut is a bad thing.  It's not, guys love sluts.
You should be proud and enjoy the benefits of being a slut!"

   "But I don't know if I can do that.  I mean I love the "having sex"
part, it's the time in between that I feel guilty about it I guess.  Those
pills make me forget about it and made all the difference in the world
today.  When I went from room to room, I didn't feel guilty at all, scared
maybe, but not guilty.  So I don't know, we'll see." Olivia finished
changing back into her regular clothes and for the moment felt dry "down
there" as she noticed she was getting pretty close to home.  "Maybe you
should drop me off here so nobody sees me getting out of your car."

   "Good idea, now hide all that stuff you got in the bag there.  We don't
want your mother finding it.  And if you've never taken birth control
before, and I assume you haven't, take one pill at the same time every day
and don't miss any days, ok?"

   Olivia nodded.  So many things were flashing through her mind as she
felt her body returning back to normal as the X wore off.  I have to take
birth control every day now?  I forgot I gotta take a home pregnancy test
too!  Olivia what have you done to yourself?  Her thoughts reflected back
on everything that had happened since she awoke from the hospital.

   "Ok, now scram.  I'll sit here and watch you walk home, make sure you
get home safely.  Now don't forget to call me once you get your new phone.
I want to be able to get in touch with you if I need you, k?"

   Olivia nodded and climbed out of the car and started walking for home.
What a day.  I can't believe that all happened in one day!  Not even she
thought, she'd packed all that into one nine hour afternoon she realized as
she looked down at her watch.  Nine hours!  Shit, it was eleven o'clock on
the nose!  Mom will be home any second!  Olivia broke into a sprint for
home and she was still a block away!  Running as if her life depended on
it, because it was, Olivia ran until her legs were rubbery.  She made it to
the steps with no mom in sight, and climbed up quickly.  She'd made it home
first.

   Olivia was in the shower and had just finishing soaping up her hair when
her mom knocked on the bathroom door and stepped in.

   "Hi hon, a little late for a shower isn't it?" Lauren asked.

   "Hi mom.  I was bored and decided to go for a run earlier and I was all
sweaty and wanted to take a shower before I went to bed," Olivia replied.

   "That must have been when I called.  I wondered why you didn't pick up"

   "Oh, you called mom?  I'm sorry, I didn't even think to look at the
phone since I never heard it ring."

   "No problem honey, I'm just glad you're safe.  I was a little worried
when you didn't pick up, but I should know not to worry, you're always so
careful.  Well, I'm thinking about having a hot chocolate in front of the
TV, want to join me?"

   "Sure mom, I'll be right there," she said as she waited and heard her
mother close the door.  Leaving her pussy for last, Olivia soaped up and
felt the tenderness that the X had helped her ignore.  "Yep, that's going
to hurt tomorrow," she thought.

   Olivia enjoyed a few minutes with her mother on the sofa before feeling
the result of the day's activities taking its toll, and sleep creeping up.
"Good night mom, I'm going to bed now."

   "Good night honey, I'll see you in the morning!" Lauren replied as she
watched her daughter saunter down the hall, her hair still wet from the
shower.

   Climbing into bed, Olivia thought about the day.  You're on your way to
recreating your dream Liv, is it really what you want?  You fucked fifteen
new guys today, two yesterday, three if you count Aaron's head just barely
poking inside.  You've graduated from a virgin to a mega-slut that even the
Queen could be proud of in only two days.  How do you feel now?  Olivia
laid there and tenderly inspected her pussy and thought about her exploits.
Pretty damn good is how I feel she admitted.  Pretty damn good.  What
tomorrow and the days after that would hold was anyone's guess.
   ~End of Chapter 3 ~