Olivia
Chapter
4
(Mf,
M+f, oral, blackmail, inter, drugs, size, prost)
By
Gurl Luver
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Chapter 4
Steve had Olivia apply a heavy coating
of makeup to help her look both older and sluttier. She put on the swim wrap and the tiny halter
top as Steve instructed, some sandals and then
left. It had only been about fifteen
minutes since the last cock pulled out of her pussy, and her kitty was still
tingling from the last cum she had on DeShawn's big
cock. She was disappointed when Steve
kicked them out because she hadn't had enough yet. She really wanted another go at DeShawn's big cock, it really made
her cum hard. She spied her new jar of
cream as she was leaving her bedroom and slathered a generous helping onto her
hungry pussy, not that her pussy was sore from all the fucking, she just loved
what it did for her.
"Where are we going?" she
asked from the front seat of Steve's Firebird.
With her swim wrap hiked up to her waist, she toyed with her leaking
pussy, her nub begging for attention from her other hand.
"I would have thought you got
enough today," Steve said.
"I don't know what's going on but
I can't get enough," she replied as two fingers dipped into her cleft, the
other rubbing her swollen clitty.
"Good because we have some
shopping to do and I don't have any money," he responded.
"Well how are we going to buy
anything with no money?"
"Where we're going you're all the
currency we need baby," he replied.
Steve pulled into the parking lot of
the porn shop and got out. Olivia read
the sign "World of Skin", DVD's, toys, peep shows..., Well this could
be fun she thought.
Steve walked up to the counter with Olivia
in tow. "Hi, I'm Steve I think we spoke on the phone earlier," he
said to the portly, grizzled old man behind the
counter.
"Yeah, sure, you said your girl
would put on a show and to invite as many guys as possible as part of a deal,
so what's the deal?"
"I need six or seven really
slutty outfits for my girls and I thought we could work out a trade, her
services for the merchandise?"
"I think we can work something
out, but she better be worth it, I called all my best customers about this and
I have a reputation to protect. She's
smoking hot that's for sure. She'd look
good all slutted up in some of my goods," the
old man said. "She looks like a
size small, bra size C, no problem I got everything your imagination can come
up with.
C-cup huh?
Well that explains why none of my regular bras fit now, Olivia thought.
"What size is the other
one?" he asked.
"Bout the
same as her, only no tits.
Remember, these need to be really slutty, a couple of them for dancing
that can be easily removed, the others for less `respectable' situations."
"Ok, but this stuff ain't cheap just so you know in advance, it better be one helluva show. What kinda terms did you have in mind?" the old man
inquired.
"Half an hour in the booth, all
the cock you can charge for, you keep it all," Steve offered.
"Two hours and I get her first
privately to try her out, off the clock," he countered.
"One hour and you get her first,
off the clock."
"Deal," the old man said.
Olivia realized that her pussy had
just been bartered off for clothing, and she grew wet at the thought.
"Does she do anal? Bareback? Swallow?
What's she good at?" the old man asked.
"She'll do it all, but the prize
is her tight little pussy, she fucks like a minx and once you feel it wrapped
around your shaft, you'll never want another."
"Kid, pussy is pussy, I'll be the
judge of what's good, but I want all three holes bareback before we go any
further," the old man ordered.
"She's all yours," Steve
said pushing Olivia forward. "Do
everything he asks and don't fuck this up, or else," Steve threatened.
"Strip sweetheart and let me see
that body of yours," the old man said.
Liv pulled the swim wrap down her hips
exposing her naked pussy, and dropped it to the floor. She reached behind her head to untie the
halter straps, a motion that pushed out her tightly bound tits. Letting go of the straps, the halter fell and
her breasts sprang free, the air conditioning causing her nipples to crinkle
up. Her well rounded breasts defied
gravity and pointed straight out from her body.
Her newly developed C cups looked quite large on her 102 pound frame.
She could feel his eyes devouring her
from head to toe, he was old, dumpy and repulsive but he wanted her, and that
was what she realized she craved, to be wanted sexually.
"Come here and suck my cock
girly," he instructed. She took the
floppy unwashed cock into her mouth, cringing at the taste, but knowing that
beyond what Steve held over her head, she wanted to do this. "Haven't sucked too many I see, your
technique isn't worth shit," he squawked.
I guess your buddy was wrong about you, you aren't very good at this." Olivia was determined to prove the old guy
wrong, Pete said she was the best slut in town and she would prove him
right. She remembered to stroke with her
fist along the shaft and suck the head and play with
it using her tongue.
She must have been a quick study
because she felt the limp shaft get harder and harder in her mouth. She was surprised at how thick and long it
got. The old man was pushing it forward
trying to lodge the end in her throat. "That's it sweetie, swallow it
down, relax your throat muscles, take it down, swallow, swallow. As instructed, she swallowed and felt the
large head pass by her uvula and into her throat.
"Breathe through your nose and
you'll be just fine, he said. Surely
enough she found she could breather just fine.
The old codger began to slide his cock in and out of her throat, each
time getting the big tool further into her gullet. "You are a sweet thing, maybe I
misjudged you," he commented as his cock once again penetrated into her
throat. "You might very well be the
best little slut I've ever throat fucked.
She could feel her throat swell with every intrusion of his long cock
through the back of her mouth and into her throat.
"That should be hard enough. Now get on my cock and ride me hard," he
ordered. Olivia could feel her pussy
start leaking when she heard him comment about her maybe being "the best
little slut ever" and she was primed and ready to fuck this old man and
prove him right that she was the best slut ever.
She climbed onto his lap and in one
movement, slammed her pussy down the entire length of his sizeable shaft. She guessed it was about nine inches long and
as big around as her wrist, all she knew was that it now belonged to her and if
he wanted it back, he had to cum in her pussy.
She ground her sparse pubic hair into
his stinky graying pubic hair, mashing her pussy down as far as she could
possibly go. She felt her clitty being slammed repeatedly onto his greasy hair over
and over, bringing on small orgasms one after another.
She was taking pleasure, not giving it
and she was determined to take a huge one on this disgusting man. Sensing her oncoming orgasm, the old man
lifted her off his engorged cock and flipped her over the armrest of a nearby
couch.
"In the backdoor honey," he
said as she felt him pushing against her asshole. "Just relax and it will be no
problem," he reassured her and like everything she had learned over the
last few days, she just let go. The big
head slipped in past her tight sphincter and within a few thrusts, he had all
nine inches buried in her rectum.
The guys from this afternoon didn't
stretch her ass like this and the pain was initially pretty intense, but with
all other things she had felt over the last three days, it gradually grew into
pleasure. She tentatively thrust back at
the old man and felt him try to time his thrusts against hers. They quickly developed a good pace and she
was able to dislodge nearly the entire length on the out-thrust and slam the
whole nine inches back in on the in-thrust.
She felt the big one coming and fought
to get it since she was denied the first time when he pulled out. The old man had incredible staying power and
kept up the pace slamming his big cock home into her welcoming hole. "Oh my God, here it comes," she
screamed.
Suddenly the old man pulled completely
out of her rectum and pressed his weight onto her so she wouldn't be able to
use her hands to manipulate her sensitive clit.
"Sorry young one, not quite yet I'm afraid, I'm first," he
said as he dropped her back down to the floor and shoved his cock back into her
eager mouth going straight down her throat with the first thrust. "Work it, suck it, massage
it with your throat muscles."
She did as instructed and within a
minute could feel the big cock pumping its load down her throat straight into
her guts. "Hold it, don't pull out,
just let it stay in there, I'm not done yet.
Don't move or the deal is off. Now
listen very carefully my dear, I've seen a lot of girls come and
go, all wanting to be the Queen of the sluts, but none of them had the
gift, I think you might have it, do you want to be Queen of the sluts?"
Olivia couldn't stand it anymore, her
hormones were driving her crazy, she wanted to be the Queen, needed to be the
Queen of all sluts, her pussy was leaking, dripping her cream onto the floor,
she needed her pussy to be filled with cock, she needed her nipples pinched
hard, but most of all she needed the gigantic orgasm that this crafty man had
prevented her from having. She nodded
yes to the old codger, yes, she had to be the Queen, her
very soul depended on it.
"Then here is your final test,
only the true Queen of all sluts can pass this test." The old man grabbed a riding crop off the
table next to the kneeling girl and held it high. Expecting to be struck by the crop, Olivia
readied herself for the blow, but it never came, instead she felt the soft cock
in her throat begin to leak. It took her
a few moments to realize what the sensation was. The old man had left his cock in her throat
so he could piss down her gullet straight into her belly. She would have a belly full of his piss and
cum all without him ever pulling out of her throat.
The realization washed over her that
only a true slut, only the true Queen of the sluts would willingly allow
someone to piss down her throat and use her as a human toilet. She gave in to the rush and felt something
welling from within break out and as the experience washed over her, she had
the big orgasm she had been longing for, her very being orgasmed
and she had experienced this without the slightest touch to her privates. As the feeling washed over her body she was
wracked by powerful spasms that shook her whole body.
That's when she felt it, the old man
slammed the riding crop down onto her unprotected vulva then repeatedly onto
her exposed breasts causing the orgasm to intensify and go on and on. She convulsed for what seemed like minutes on
end as wave after wave of pleasure rained down on the Queen of the sluts, every
time the convulsions seemed to be slowing, the old man
brought the crop down onto her breasts and clit. After several minutes passed and the old man
had allowed the waves of pleasure to finally stop, he withdrew his cock from
her throat and said, "You are without a doubt the Queen of all sluts, now
let's go make some money."
A still naked Olivia returned to the
front of the store with the old man. She was greeted by a thunderous applause
which caught her by surprise. She looked
up and saw that the front of the store was packed with men who had just
witnessed her performance on the big screen TV behind the counter.
"Gentlemen, as you've just
witnessed, this is the finest piece of fuck meat you may ever have the pleasure
of sinking your pole into," the old man shouted out. "Prices are as follows, blow jobs, $150,
vaginal sex, $300, anal sex $400, golden throat shower $1000.00. You have a ten minute time limit, so get your
cash out! There's no first come, first
served here, you bid for the order in which you get to have her, the highest
bidder goes first followed by the second highest bidder, etc..., start bidding
gentlemen and there is a two hour time limit so if you bid low, you might miss
out," he finished.
Steve tapped the old guy on the
shoulder. "Hey, we agreed on one
hour."
"Trust me, a slut like that won't
be satisfied with just an hour, and don't worry, I'm cutting you in for a 50%
share, minus the cost of the clothes of course, she was more than worth
it," the old man finished.
Olivia was in her glory as she lay on
the dirty mattress, her latest lover pounding into her slick pussy,
his dick dipping into what had been a virgin hole only two days previous, now
an experienced but still fresh and tight pussy.
He didn't have much style, but she didn't care, he could pound his shaft
in and out of her and that's all that mattered.
Her hormonal overload sharpened her senses and she could feel every inch
of the meat stick as it plowed through her to the core. This one was really veiny and it kinked to
the left a little. Olivia savored every
thrust, each one getting her closer to yet another release. The Queen had sharpened her skills, she could
sense the impending release of seed and her orgasm would be timed
perfectly. Just a little more, the
thrusts quickened and force of the thrusts increased, it was close. His reward would be hers two-fold, she would
get her precious release and she would receive his sperm into her velvety
glove.
The young blond was enjoying herself
immensely, she welcomed all comers, and didn't care if they were good looking
or ugly, fat or thin, white, black or anything else, as long as they had a hard
cock and they had a lust for her. She
craved their lust, it fed her power and gave her the
most intense orgasms.
The Queen of the sluts had a steady
flow of customers and her insatiable appetite had all the cock she could
handle. She didn't want to stop, she had been at it nearly four hours straight and had
refused to stop when Steve had tried to get her to leave several times.
She had twelve customers who paid for
blow jobs, eight of whom she had finished off with her pussy because she really
wanted to feel them cumming in her. Sixteen paid for regular sex, most only
lasting only a few minutes because frankly, how can hold back when you have a
gorgeous twelve year old with C cup titties riding on
your cock? Nine men deposited their seed
into her bowels and three paid for the ultimate prize to cum and piss down her
throat, after fucking her pussy first of course.
"I really gotta
get her home, her mom will be home shortly and I can't kill the golden goose on
my first day with her," Steve said to the old man.
"I don't think I wanna know, but how old is she anyway?"
"Twelve, and as of two days ago,
was still a virgin," Steve replied.
"She is a prize, guide her
well," the old man said as he pushed a large cardboard box toward him and
then handed him a thick envelope.
"I packed a nice selection of just about everything you could
possibly need to outfit this little doll.
If you need anything else, anything at all, even some more exotic items,
let me know. And if you want to make
more cash, please don't hesitate to bring her back. By the way your cut was $8,200 minus the
stuff of course," he said to a shocked Steve.
Steve dragged a cum soaked Olivia out
to the parking lot and deposited her on a blanket on the front seat and put the
large box the old man gave him, in the trunk.
Despite having dozens of orgasms including three of the phantom no-touch
orgasms when she did the golden throat showers, Olivia could not keep her hands
off her pussy.
I can't believe my pussy's not sore
she thought to herself. Her pussy was
still leaking fluid and thought it must be from all the cum
that had been shot into her, but this was clear and slippery, and made her
wonder if it was her pussy making all that juicy lubricant? She rubbed her still swollen clit and
inserted two fingers into her amazingly still snug pussy, it felt divine.
After the day I've had, I can't
believe I still want more, wow, I really must be the Queen of the sluts! She laid her head back and just enjoyed the
sensation of exploring her newfound sexuality.
Steve climbed in the driver's seat and expecting to see his little slut
exhausted and out cold, instead he found his new toy
trying to get herself off again.
"Want some more cock honey?"
he asked.
"Yes," she meekly replied.
"We got an hour before your
mother gets home, who do you want to fuck?"
"I don't care, I'll fuck anything
with a hard cock," she replied.
"Anyone,
or anything?"
"I don't care," she mumbled,
not really paying attention as she focused on rubbing her clit some more.
Steve started driving looking for
somebody, or somebodies for Olivia to fuck.
With time against him, he knew it was too dangerous to risk not having
her home in time and pulled over, throwing the car in park. He went around the back and open the trunk
intent to find something in the box the old man had given him, maybe a dildo or
something, to keep her occupied.
"Hey buddy, can you spare a buck?"
he heard from behind. Steve turned and
saw a bum ambling over to him with his hand held out. "Sorry buddy, I can't give you any money." Then in a moment of inspiration, said,
"But you can have some pussy if you want?" The bum looked at him funny, then noticed the
young girl in the passenger seat and realized he could see her naked breasts.
The bum looked in through the window
was shocked to see such a beauty sitting there naked rubbing her pussy. "Hell yeah," he said.
Steve had to shake Olivia out of her
pussy trance before she started moving. He
instructed her to climb over the seat, lie down on the back seat, spread her
legs and get ready for more cock. She
complied without giving it another thought, her hands barely leaving her crotch
as she self-stimulated herself waiting for the next cock.
Olivia still had her eyes closed when
felt a weight settle down on her and felt a cock probing at the entrance to her
pussy, it wasn't very hard but it was a cock and then she caught a whiff of the
smell. She opened her eyes and saw a
homeless man attempting to stuff his partially hard cock into her. She was repulsed by the smell and wanted to
kick him out of the back seat, but he had a cock and he was trying really hard
to get it into her.
She felt sorry for him and reached
down for his member. It was a pretty
decent size soft and thought it had potential.
She wanted to try to suck him hard but the small beat seat just wasn't
accommodating enough.
"Get out of the car so I can suck
you off properly," she said.
Complying, the bum got out and offered her his penis. She latched on and sucked it all the way down
her throat in one swallow.
"Hey, you can't do this on the
street, move over into that alley," Steve barked. He wasn't about to have a cop see this scene
and bust them and risk losing his new sex toy.
Olivia led the bum still holding onto
his cock into the alley, and then dove back down onto his cock with her
mouth. She was already past the smell
and her saliva had washed down the filth that had crusted around the man's
pole. She was in the zone, the slut had
taken over and she felt the member in her mouth get hard, very hard.
She pulled her throat off the cock and said, "Fuck me." She bent over and
braced herself against the alley wall.
The bum wasted no time thrusting into her fuck tube and started pounding
into her as if it was the last piece of pussy he'd ever get, and a piece of
pussy this nice, it certainly was.
The action at the end of the alley
drew attention and within minutes several other homeless men had arrived. Olivia felt the cock in her pussy suddenly
swell up and then start the familiar throbbing, which could only mean hed
jettisoned his potent sperm, and she smiled knowing her pussy had been
fed. The spent cock vacated her steamy
hole and was quickly replaced by another.
She looked around and saw a large number of bums around her, all fishing
out their cocks. She smiled and said,
"Hi boys, wanna fuck?" and reached for her
clit.
Steve thought a riot was about to
ensue when he hustled Olivia back to the car and hurried to get her home. She was a machine, taking on eighteen bums in
a row, their cum pouring out of her sopping holes by
the time Steve pushed her into the passenger seat.
He was going to have to get the seat
cleaned from all the cum that leaked into the fabric
as it oozed from her pussy as he drove her home. Olivia mopped up her holes as best she could
with the same towel she had used only yesterday on her way to school after
Steve had left her a "good morning" present in her crotch.
Olivia stumbled down the hall to her
room, Steve in tow carrying the big box the old man had given them. Her mom wasn't home yet but she should be
home any second. She had donned her wrap
and halter in the car, afraid of having to explain why she was wearing the
tight outfit, but fortunately her mother wasn't home yet.
"Go through this box and pick out
three or four outfits for tomorrow. I don't imagine there's much in here you
can wear in public so maybe we'll go shopping in the morning and get some sexy
stuff that you can wear when we go out," he said.
"Steve, tomorrow's Sunday and I
always go to Church with my mom on Sundays," she pleaded.
"Fine," he said as he went
rummaging through the box.
"Perfect," he said as he removed a small box and began opening
it. "Put this in your pussy before
you leave, and no underwear," he said as he handed her the smooth white
egg shaped object.
"What's this?" she asked.
"It's a vibrator, you'll
understand. I also need you to give me
Stacy's home address and e-mail so I can send her the videos and pictures I
took just in case she doesn't feel like cooperating." As he finished making his demands, Steve
lifted up her skirt and toyed with her pussy lips finding them still wet, the
slippery moisture seeping out almost instantly.
He tasted the clear fluid from his fingers and found it tasted sweet.
"Get up on your bed and face me
ass first." He'd been watching her
get fucked for hours without getting any for himself. He pulled out his rock hard cock and slipped
it into her slippery hole. It felt hot
and was exceptionally well lubricated.
Her pussy was still surprisingly tight
despite all the cock it had seen today.
Steve pounded into her pussy like a jackhammer; he intended to make her
last fuck of the day a memorable one for the both of them.
Olivia felt Steve pull his cock out
completely leaving her feeling vacant, before slamming back into her pussy
seating it completely in one thrust. He
repeated the move over and over again savoring the way her pussy walls grabbed
onto his cock, gripping it, reluctant to let the intruder get away.
She could feel every inch as it
penetrated her deliciously. She relished
the feel of his member as it slid in and out of her steamy hole,
she depended on it like it was a drug.
Olivia reached under and rubbed her clit hoping to cum before Steve
finished and her mom got home.
She was getting closer to her climax,
she was just about there, If Steve could only cum in me, that
would put me over the top she thought as she heard the front door slam shut.
"Oh, shit my mom's home!"
she whispered as Steve continued his assault on her pussy, trying to get his
own cum out before it was too late.
Three more pumps and Steve unloaded into her soggy pussy.
"Climb out the window now,"
she urged him, pushing him towards the portal.
She heard her mother dropping her keys on the kitchen table and heard
footsteps as she came down the hall.
Olivia rushed Steve out the window and quickly closed it, turned off her
light and jumped under the covers, still dripping cum from her pussy and still
coated in dried cum from the porn shop.
Her brain was going crazy at the
thought of being busted by her mother, and her body going crazy because she was
yet again interrupted in her quest to cum.
Olivia waited until she heard her
mother click off her light before sneaking out of bed and rummaging around in
the box to see if there were any toys in there to help get her final cum before
falling asleep.
She found a wide variety of toys and accessories,
most of which had never ever seen before and some that would definitely need
some instruction on! She found a simple
dildo in the shape of a fairly well-endowed penis and thought,
this ought to do the trick!
With the dildo jammed in place, Olivia
gladly finished herself off and drifted off to sleep. She had strange dreams that she was getting
fucked over and over again, not odd since she had taken on more men the
previous day than most women will have sex with in a lifetime.
~~ end of
chapter 4 ~~