JULIE'S WORLD

Chapter 6

A New Year, A New Trick

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For Christmas Ben bought me a new bicycle. Sparkling-pink, it was the most beautiful bicycle in the world! I wanted to ride it to school, but Mom said that was too dangerous with all the strangers about.� Still I had a great time riding it about the trailer park.

Mom of course had to work during most of the Christmas holidays and that gave Ben and me plenty of opportunities for hanging out together.� It was quite cold by then and Ben's trailer was a bit chilly, but he wrapped us up in blankets as we lounged about, doing things a nine year old girl should never do with a middle aged man.� There was also plenty of opportunities for Freddie to join us and many frosty late afternoons I spent getting it from both ends at the same time.� By then, I also hardly thought about it when one of them wanted me anally.

Of course I got to see Jenny and got to see her get fucked by Ben and her daddy.� We also spent a lot of time licking cum from each other's pussy and ass.�� I wasn't too keen on licking it as it dribbled out of her ass, but I didn't want to get spanked by Freddie for not doing it either.�

In the weeks before Christmas I learned how much Freddie enjoyed giving a spanking and I was careful not to give him any excuse to redden my butt. It's not that he hurt me; Ben would never let him do that, but then again, Ben got all excited when Freddie had me over his lap giving me a good case of the red ass.� I'd be bawling and hollering for him to stop and that just earned me a gag lest someone outside hear something they shouldn't.� I'd kick and try to get away, but I never did.� Next thing I knew and Ben had handful of my hair and his cock inside me pounding away like a madman.

It was during Christmas break that Ben told me that he and Jenny's dad had an arrangement and that I was to "accommodate" Freddie whenever possible.� Jenny in turn was to accommodate Ben whenever possible.� With Jenny not living with her father, Freddie had the better end of that deal and I soon realized that with Freddie "whenever possible" meant whenever he wanted me.� For the most part he was always nice to me, telling me how I reminded him of his Jenny.� Jenny and I didn't look anything alike and when I asked about that, he laughed and said we were both little cock hounds and that's what he meant.

I didn't know it then, but that New Years Eve was hugely significant for me and my relationship to Ben.� Mom wanted to go to a party and asked Ben to look out for me.� I expected that we'd just hang out at his trailer or Freddie's trailer, but that's not what happened.� Ben had a few days to make his arrangements and when he told me to go get in his truck, I did so without asking questions.� I assumed that we were going to a party of some sort like everyone else in the world.� As we drove across town, all Ben would say to my questions was, "You'll see."

After a long drive we drove around a nice, but modest neighborhood, looking for the right street.� Once Ben located it, he drove to the end of the block and pulled into an alleyway lined with a wooden privacy fence.� "This is it," remarked Ben as he pulled into a covered parking space that was inset into the fence.� Once we were parked, someone would have to really work at it to see who we were.� Ben and I got out of his truck and a gate opened partially at the back of the carport.� "Are you Ben?" a gravelly voice asked.

"Yeah," answered Ben, "and this is Julie."� Seconds later we were inside the gate and the gate was closed and locked.� We followed the man to the back door and inside his house.� I hadn't gotten a look at his face in the dark, just the broad backside of a big man in a ski jacket.

Had I gotten a look at this guy at the gate, I would have took off running!� He was as ugly as they come.� Looked like a mobster/hit man or something, wide fleshy face with a huge scar down one cheek and eyes like a shark, dark and dead looking.� Once he took his stocking cap off I could see that his hair was thin and unkempt.� When he looked at me, a huge grin came across his face as his eyes crawled all over me.� I wanted to ask Ben what this was all about, but I was too scared and gripped Ben's coat, getting as close as I could.�

The man reached out and with his big rough hand, pushed the hair out of my face.� "I seen your picture, honey.� Just as pretty in person as in your photos.� Now, how about showing me some skin, kid."

"Not so fast," Ben said.� "First there's business."

"Yeah... business," the man said with a scowl.� He turned and picked up an envelope from the table.� "It's all there," he growled.� "Four hours.� Four hours from the time her ass is naked."

Ben took the envelope, briefly looked at the contents and stuffed it in his pocket.� "Four hours.� I stay to make sure she's safe."

"Suit yourself, Grandpa, but her ass is mine."� He paused and then added, "She ain't gonna scream is she?"

"Not unless you make her scream."

"Hell, I ain't gonna hurt her.� She just needs to do what you said she'd do."

The ugly man turned to me, "You're gonna to do what your grandpa said you'd do and what I seen you do on video.� Ain't that right, sweet thang?"� I was too scared to say or do anything, not that it mattered to him nor to Ben for that fact. He stooped down in front of me and began removing my coat.� Grinning, he pulled my new sweater over my head and he began unbuttoning my blouse.� With my blouse now hanging open, he stopped there and ran a finger over the skin of my� chest, tracing circles and swirls around my nipples until he suddenly pinched one between his thumb and forefinger.� It startled me more than hurting.� He released it and soon his fingers were rubbing my other nipple.�

He stopped for a moment, looked me in the eye and smiled.� Gawd, he was gross! Then he slipped my blouse over my shoulders and pulled it off my arms.� I was now topless and half undressed as this ugly beast of a man ogled me.� His hands slid up my jeans and up along my now bare sides until he stopped at my upper arms, holding me in his iron grip.� He pulled me to him and in doing so, pulled my nipple to his fleshy lips.� With my nip surrounded by his corpulent lips, I felt his tongue go into action, slowly swirling all around it and gently sucking.� He released my arms and held me with one hand behind my back while the other slid back down my leg only to rise again on the inside of my thighs until his hand was cupping my pussy through my jeans.

He switched nipples and sucked and slathered on the other for a few minutes while his hand between my legs gently squeezed and released.� Next thing I knew he was in my face, his ugly mug mere inches from my face.� The distance growing less and less until... Ewwwwwww! He was kissing me!� Kissing me the way Ben did sometimes, his lips covering my mouth, his fat tongue probing between my lips and into my mouth.�� We were eyeball to eyeball and just couldn't bear to look, so I closed my eyes.� That made it better, much better because... well, I liked the way he was kissing me, liked the feel of his big tongue and liked the feel of his big hand rubbing my cunt; I just couldn't bear to look at him.

After a good time of stuffing my mouth full with his tongue, he broke off the kiss, only he didn't stop kissing me, he just wasn't kissing me on the lips anymore; instead he was now kissing my ear and licking inside it. The noise was something awful, but boy did that make me feel funny!

"You're getting all wet down there, little one," he whispered to me at one point.� I don't know how wet I was, but I sure felt good.

He moved to the other side and gave my other ear the same treatment.� Then he was kissing and nibbling on my neck, then my arms and back to my nipples and down into my belly button.� I was wet with his saliva from the waist up by the time he was ready to move on. Ugly though he was, I was ready to move on too.� Oddly I wasn't now so repelled by his brutish looks.

He took his hand from my crotch and unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans.� He wiggled them off my hips and leaving my panties behind, pulled them to my ankles.� He had a little problem there as I still had my shoes on, but he took care of that quick enough and I was left standing barefoot and just in my panties.�

Kneeling before me, he held me by the hips and looked me up and down, the images burning into his brain.� Then the kissing started again, only this time it was down one leg and up the other, pausing to nuzzle his face between my legs and munching on the fabric of my wet panties.� Then he was going back up my tummy and his hand went back between my legs, cupping my cunt and squeezing it for a moment before worming a finger up inside to rub my bare pussy.� The fingers first came inside one leg hole and then the other, his fingers taking greater and great liberties with my cunny and driving me crazy while doing it.�

By the time his fat finger first went up inside me, I would have gladly sucked his cock and licked his balls, but he was still fully dressed.� He'd been molesting me for a half hour and he was still fully dressed! But he was in no hurry.� He had four hours and he took his time finger fucking me, first with one finger, then another until all ten fingers, including both thumbs, had explored my vagina.

After all ten fingers had a go at my pussy, he suddenly stood up.� He kicked off his shoes, and pulled his sweatshirt over his head revealing a massive chest covered in dark hair.� He wasn't as hairy as Ben, but the dark color made him look hairier.� Then he stripped off his jeans and his underwear.� Standing before me completely nude and with a huge hard-on, I knew that soon that thing would be inside me. I was about to get fucked by the ugliest man on earth and I was eager for it!��

Taking the initiative I reached out and took his engorged organ into my hand.� I tried to close my fingers around it, but couldn't do it, not that he was much thicker than Ben, but he was as long as Freddie.� I smiled up at him and he rewarded me with squinty grin.� I leaned forward and kissed the fat head that was wet with precum.� Mmmmmmmm, I just love sucking a hard cock, and even if he was ugly as sin, his big cock was beautiful... and his funky aroma made my already wet cunt to start leaking.�

I gave it my all to give him the best blowjob of his life.� I was doing good too as I could hear him muttering, "Suck it you little slut.� Goddamn that's good, baby whore.� Fucking cunt," and things like that, similar to the nasty things Freddie said to me when I was making him happy.

He muttered, "I'm getting close," and pushed me away from him.� "Trying to sap my vitality," he said accusingly as he held me away from his cock.� "I ain't close to being finished with you, doll, but it is time my cock found out what your young pussy feels like.� Stand up."

I stood and he bent over, his thumbs hooking into the elastic band on my panties.� Yes, I still had my panties on, if you can believe it.� Down they went and I stepped out of them.

He looked over at Ben who had been sitting and watching and said, "My four hours begin now."� Heck, we'd been there for nearly a hour already.

"You've been with her for almost an hour," protested Ben.

"Maybe so, but our deal was that my four hours begins when her ass was naked.� Her ass is now naked. A minute ago, her ass wasn't naked."

"What are you, an attorney or something?" Ben peevishly asked.� "Talk about splitting hairs!"

"A deal is a deal, so live with it, pal.� Now, I don't know about splitting hairs, especially seeing how this little cunt ain't got no hair, but I assure you, for the next four hours I am going to be splitting your granddaughter's pussy lips with my cock.� Just as we agreed, Grandpa.� It's what I paid for.� Now, you're free to stay and silently watch, or you can go somewhere else for four hours."

"I'll stay," Ben replied.

"That's fine with me.� Do me a favor, Pops, and get me a beer from the fridge."

Ben opened the refrigerator and extracted two long necks.� He twisted the top off the first and handed to the man, a man who had paid to fuck me, a man who I didn't even know his name. For some reason, none of that particularly bothered me.� Actually there was a reason it didn't bother me, I wanted to fuck this ugly bastard and suck his lovely dick.

Ben then twisted off the top to his beer.� "That'll be a dollar," the man said.� "Just leave it on the table."� Ben looked at him with the funniest expression, but then pulled out a dollar bill from his wallet, tossed it on the table and muttering under his breath, sat back down.�

The man then turned one of the kitchen chairs around and sat on it.� "C'mere cunt," he said to me.� I took the few steps to him.� "You like me, darling, or do you just like my dick?"

"I like you okay," I replied without further elaboration.

"But I'm a fucking ugly son of a bitch.� Hell, I know I'm ugly.� I even scare me, but you don't seem scared."

"You've been nice to me and... I do like your dick."� He was surprised when I took him in hand again.

"You're something else, girl.� Most girls and women won't get anywhere near me.� They usually run away as fast as they can, as if I'd hurt them or sumptin'.� Well, I never hurt nobody ever, not unless they deserved it and you, precious thang, are to be cherished... cherished.� Your grandpa whored you out to me and truth be told, you ain't got no say in this tonight.� I am going to fuck you for the next four hours. I'm going to be as gentle as I can be, but... tell me the truth, do you think you can take my cock?"

"Sure, I'd love to," I replied with a smile that masked my doubts.� I crawled up into his lap, straddling his rampant erection.� Grasping it, I placed it in the maw of my sex and...

"Good god almighty!" he groaned.� "You've got to have the tightest pussy on earth!� Damn, girl!� Damn! Yeah, take it.� Take it all, you fuckin' little whore!"

Let me tell you, he was BIG.� But like Ben told me, a pussy will stretch to fit a cock, it just needs a little training and Ben certainly had my cunthole trained. I bounced on the big prong with my hands on his shoulders, looking him square in the eye.� He was some ugly, but I liked him, liked him a lot.� He had incredible staying power and we fucked and we fucked and we fucked and used the entire house to do it, in the chair, on the table, on the kitchen counter, standing up, in his bed, on the floor from behind, on the floor cowgirl.� He'd cum up my twat, drink a beer while I blew him to another erection and we'd fuck again until he came again.� I don't know how he did it, but I'd sure like to have him as a fuck buddy now.� That ugly bastard was fantastic!

Of course men drinking beer have to piss every now and then.� During one of our breaks, he told me to come with him to the bathroom.� I did and he told me to get into the tub.� I did.� Ewwwwwwwwww!� He tinkled all over me.� Then he stepped into the tub, picked me up and began rubbing me all over him and kissing me.� Then he turned on the shower.� I screamed because it was so cold, but he didn't seem to notice.� Ben came running in to see what was the matter and seeing us under the spray, went back to have another beer.� But the cold water did have a effect upon him, as his balls and cock shriveled up to a fraction of their earlier size.

Cleaned up, he dried me off, as I was practically blue.� Then we went back into the living room where he put me over the arm rest of the sofa, spread my legs and ate me out, cunt, ass and all.� I was pretty well warmed up when he put his cock to me once again and the fucking resumed.

All said and done, he didn't use his full four hours, only he had me for a little more than four hours altogether.� When Ben dryly noted that he still had forty minutes, the man just laughed and said he had had enough for one night.� He also gave Ben back all the beer money that had accumulated on the table.� All in all, it was a New Years Eve to remember, the night I officially became a child call girl.