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 Liz had been watching me watching the two of them and when she had Sharon
on all four licking her, she pointed to the table, there was a half glass
of white wine there, I lifted my eyebrows in a question and Liz nodded yes,
she had slipped Sharon some V.  I got behind Sharon and started stroking
her back and neck muscles, she just purred as she continued sucking on Liz.
Now I started kneading Sharon's ass, gently and slid the other hand under
her to her pussy.  Her response was to widen her legs to give me more
access.

   One of the more interesting things about whores is that they love to
turn someone else out.  I don't care if they've been a hooker for a week or
decades, they have a need to convert only surpassed by some Baptists.  Now
Liz was stroking Sharon's hair as she crooned to her, "That's right, take
care of momma, now take care of daddy, you want to make us happy, sure you
do, let daddy feel that nice warm pussy, That's it, spread for him, show
your daddy you love him as much as you love your momma.  " I couldn't tell
if Sharon was obeying or even hearing Liz but she was sure lapping at her
crotch as if it was a magic fountain, in addition she was wiggling her
snatch on my fingers as if to impale herself.

   I joined in the chanting, "Oh, what a good girl, daddy's fingers are so
wet, all wet from his little girl, his little girl's pussy is weeping for
her daddy.  Do you want to fuck daddy and make mommy and daddy happy at the
same time?" Without taking her mouth off of Liz, she nodded her head,
wanting to please everybody.  Liz smiled at me as she kept encouraging
Sharon,.

   I got up from behind Sharon and walked to Liz who immediately started
sucking me to get me as wet as possible.  I knew I couldn't stay in that
talented mouth very long without blowing my nuts so I moved quickly back to
Sharon's ass and started my message of her butt and pussy.  "OK baby here
comes daddy, now you can show us how much you love your mommy and daddy."

   I held the head of my dick at the entrance to that lovely teen pussy, as
I did Sharon stiffened, and Liz was right there "Now don't be a scardy cat,
daddy's going to make you feel even better than momma did.  Now take a deep
breath, baby and stick your tongue as far in momma's pussy as you can and
daddy will just slide his dick into you and get rid of the nasty old cherry
for you."

   As I've said, nothing is better than new pussy, when it's brand new to
you, you can feel every ridge and crevasse then when you add to the mix
that this is a brand new cherry pussy ...  Just heaven on earth.  Tight,
yes but recently eaten, so easy to slide into, up to that hymen.  I paused
there, tried to gently push, meet resistance, backed a little and burst
right through.  Sharon gave a little cry but Liz calmed her 'little baby'.
"There that's over, now you can learn how to be a real woman for your
daddy, let me just hold your head and you can concentrate on how good
you're going to feel.  Liz leaned forward and was now sitting on the floor,
kissing and licking Sharon as her hand went down to touch my dick where it
joined us, and then I could feel her finger retreat to gently message
Sharon's clit.

   It took two of us but Sharon had an orgasm the first time she had a dick
in her (probably was her third cum of the day, but the first with a guy) we
ended up with all three of us with our backs to the couch sitting on the
floor.  Liz and I gave ourselves a silent high five over Sharon's head as
she was still out of it a little.  Liz put her arm around her shoulder and
told her, "That was a lot of fun, unexpected but lots of fun!  Anytime you
want to come over just call, and if you want to fuck Peter again go right
ahead!  We're not in love, it's just good sex, so I don't mind sharing, in
fact today was so nice, why don't the two of you come back together?" If
you had walked up to Sharon and put a handful of shit in her lap and asked
her to hold it for a minute, she couldn't have looked more surprised. 
"Come on honey, you think Peter and I are getting married or going to the
Prom?  He's got you for the prom, and I got him for scratching those spots
I can't reach.  Fucking is fun, enjoy it, in fact see if you can't make
some money with it!  Believe me, you're only young once, there are a lot of
guys that would love that young body of yours!  Oh look at the time; let's
get you a shower before you go home.  One whiff and your mom will know what
you've been doing." With that she pulled Sharon to her feet and they were
off to the shower.  From the giggles and laughs they did more than just
wash in that shower.  Having been there I knew there wasn't room for three
and if there had been we would have needed another shower after that close
encounter.

   Taking Sharon home she was deep in thought.  It's usually best to
outwait people when it comes to talking, but it was a short drive to
Sharon's and I wanted to make some Points.  "Boy, that was a lot of fun, I
had hoped that you and I would make love alone for the first time, but it
sure was good.  I told you, you'd like Liz, we had a good time didn't we?"
Sharon started to talk two or three times before she actually said
something.

   "But I went down on a girl, she went down on me, I liked it, I'm a
lesbian."

   And you fucked me, we had great wonderful sex, I am one happy guy, your
pussy is so tight and nice, lesbians don't fuck like you just did.  You
just had a good time, you had a good time with me and you had a good time
with Liz and we all had a good time together.  Sometimes it's just sex, sex
for fun and profit."

   "What do you mean profit?" said a squeaky voice from the seat next to
me.

   "Look, a lot of girls do part time prostitution; some do it for a fancy
meal or help with the rent.  I know that Liz has a few dates a week, and
she's saving to buy an apartment building"

   Squeak changed to outraged indignation, "You mean she's a whore!"

   "No, I mean Liz has no job skills, and can't find a guy to marry or
support her, so she has a few dates a week and that not only supports her
but she is saving money towards her future.  She's not a whore, at worse;
she's an escort or call girl!  You met her, she's not sleazy, she's a nice
girl who made both you and me feel real good.  Look your mother isn't
working, what's she going to do if she doesn't find another job?  Don't
knock it, if you haven't tried it." I figured that was enough for today,
we'll let Sharon think on that for a while, as we were turning out her
mother.  Shar had met Liz and would have a lot to reflect on, she was
pretty quiet the rest of the drive.  When I stopped in front of her house
she asked if she was going to see me again.  "Sure, I'll see you in
school", when i saw her frown start I continued, and I'll check with
everybody on my end and let's try to get together either during the week or
on the weekend, I'll talk to you on Monday" She leaned over and gave me a
quick kiss goodbye as she left the car.

   When I got home, Liz was sitting with mom waiting for my report.  Liz
had filled mom in on her breaking in of Sharon and all I had to add was
that Sharon seemed to accept the idea of sex for money and was looking
forward to seeing me.  I had Liz do mom as I was wiped out and mom was all
horny from hearing the details on Sharon.

   Sunday was a day of rest for all of us, I actually did some homework.

   Monday the cell phones started ringing.  It was going to be a busy week.
Mom had dates for Tuesday right through Thursday and Liz had a double on
Tuesday and a single on Wed.  and Thursday.  Mom took Jean shopping, got
her 'our style' underwear and a couple of nice dresses, and a couple of
pair of shoes.  Mom said her perfume was OK and we didn't have to change
it. No, I do not know why women always need shoes; it's a secret like how
they can take off a bra without taking off their shirt.  We had decided
that there would be no phone for Jean until she was ready to solo.  In our
business phone numbers were very valuable.

   When Jean showed up on Tuesday, there were a few problems; her hair had
to be combed out, way too fancy, even I could see it was to fancy for 'our
image'.  Had to wash her face and reapply her makeup, or should I say
reapply half her makeup.  Women, : hookers or schoolteachers, high class or
low, seem to be in two categories as far as makeup.  One is a lot is better
and two, just a little is good.  While I love that perfect look you see in
print ads or in movies, in real life a little makeup to highlight good
points is perfect in my mind.  Lipstick, a touch of rouge, some eye makeup
and you can go anywhere with me.  I've also found that you can train them
to wear makeup for work, but on the days off out comes all the war paint.

   Before they left I gave them beepers so they could buzz each other. 
With a final warning to not get separated I rode with them down to the
hotel.  I had to explain to Jean that I would hang around till I got the
right call from Rose and then I'd leave.  Jean started to ask what was
going on, and I shut her up by telling her, don't try to learn my business
if you want to make money, just follow instructions and you'll be fine.  I
pulled mom aside and told her that if she needed help she should tell
people her mom is sick and she just had to cheek in and use our code if she
needed help.  I sat in the hotel coffee shop till midnight and then sat in
the lobby until Jean and mom came down together.  When I asked how things
were, mom gave a guarded OK while Jean couldn't be happier.  Jean was dying
to talk in the cab, but we hushed her.  I had to keep impressing on the
girls how important it was that no body knows our business.  When we got to
our house we brought Jean in to count the money and have a debrief.  Mom
had $900 and that included tips, Jean had 600 plus 300 in tips.  I
explained to Jean that she should split her tips with mom as she was really
at mom's party and by rights; mom could have made all the money.  So I gave
Jean 300 of the fee and rounded the 25% of 300 up to $100 and gave Jean
another 200.

   "OK girls, let's go in the bed room, I need some of this fine American
pussy" Jean started to argue about it being late when I grabbed a tit and
pulled her to her knees.  "Listen cunt, you're my whore, you never argue
with me, not about money and sure as hell not about fucking.  Now get your
ass in that bedroom and show me how happy you are to see your daddy." As
she got up from the floor and turned to the bedroom, I kicked her ass, not
hard enough to bruise my merchandise but hard enough so she knew I was
pissed.  "Either of you girls douche before you left the hotel?" Both of
them shook their heads.  "OK let's start with some 69 action, Rose, you get
on the bottom, I want to work on Jean's ass for a while.  I had two reasons
for wanting Jean's ass, one I wanted to make sure she hadn't given away an
ass fuck, plus I wanted to be sure she hadn't hidden some money up there.
Her ass was dry enough that I knew she hadn't been corned tonight.  So I
slid my hand down to where mom was licking away and mom not only made way
for my fingers but gave me several sloppy wet licks.  Wet enough that when
I started to push on Jean's asshole I slid right in.  I shoved my prick
down between Jean's puss and mom's lips and what with mom pulling that
pussy wide to lick and mom's lips on the other side my dick, I was slicked
up in two short strokes.  I don't like to get my prick too slick when ass
fucking as I believe that part of the pleasure women get from anal is the
sense of degradation (on a hot sweaty day, I could get off fucking an
armpit, and it's important to remind women in general and whores in
particular that they are meat, meat for my use!) so a little pain just adds
to their sense of what they are and who they belong to.  But Jean hadn't
been lying when she sad she liked getting her ass plowed, because plow I
did.  I enjoy fucking a girls ass with their legs over my shoulders because
that way I can watch their faces, but doing an ass when she is in a 69 with
another girl and the bottom lady starts licking at your balls or trying to
lick your dick as it saws out of a fresh asshole is pretty high up on my
list of things that need to be done more than once.  I knew mom well enough
that she was getting ready to come from Jean's dedicated tongue work, and I
didn't care if it was me or mom that was getting Jean off but we came
mighty close to a three-way orgasm.  Jean's ass muscles are strong, but no
match for my ejaculate ejection system.  No matter how tight her cum
contractions were I still sprayed her asshole.  I will admit that I didn't
get rid of the very last until she unclenched though.  After a short
afterglow we got Jean dressed and called a cab using the next door address.
(Just trying to leave as small a footprint as possible)

   As soon as she was out the door both mom and I passed out and slept til
the alarm went off for school.  I had to drag myself to the shower as there
was no way I could go out smelling the way I did.  I was like a zombie the
whole day.  Only bright spot was Sharon coming on strong to me, saying how
tired I looked, did I feel OK?  etc, etc, I let her stew for a few minutes
and said that I had got everything straightened out and I would pick her up
Saturday at 7 PM.

   It was a busy week, both Mom and Liz were busy 3 out of our four day
work week, we even had enough to give Sharon some, and on Thursday they had
a threesome for some ad agency guys that were schmoozing some big shots. 
All told; mom made 1400, Liz got 1600, and Jean made another 400 and that's
not counting tips.  I added over two grand to the safety deposit box. 
Thursday night I had Jean give me a blow job, I was a quick cum, thinking
of her face when she sees me with her daughter on Saturday.

   When I rang the doorbell on Saturday I was hyped.  Sharon opened the
door and gave me, no, tried to give me a quick kiss, I grabbed her and save
her a serious throat swab.  After a moment's pullback, she joined in and it
was very nice.  "Come in and meet my mom." She dragged me into the living
room where Jean, or should I say Mrs.  Harris, was reading a magazine. 
"Mom I want you to meet Peter, he's my d..."

   As far as she got before her mother yelled, "You..."

   I jumped right in, "What a surprise, your mother and I met just 2 weeks
ago, I was able to help her find some work, isn't that right, Jean?" It
isn't too often you really get to surprise someone.  Jean was speechless,
except for stuttering.  "I have to tell you Jean, you have a lovely
daughter and I can see how she takes after you." More sputtering, "So nice
to meet you socially" and I leaned over and gave her a quick kiss on the
lips.  Boy, this was fun!  Well, I don't want to keep you, Sharon and I
have a lot to do tonight, but, I will try to have her home early.

   Come on baby, you ready?" I couldn't resist using the "baby" since I'd
used it on Jean while fucking her ass.  I had Sharon moving wile her mother
was still sputtering.

   I had told Liz to clear her apartment for me and as we were on our way
there Sharon wanted to know what her mother was so upset about.  "Hey,
maybe she's embarrassed that her daughter's boyfriend got her a job and she
owes me.  Has she been nicer now that some money is coming in?" She nodded.
When I pulled up in front of Liz's, Shar, got nervous, "No, no, don't
worry, Liz said we could use her place, she's out on a date tonight." In
answer to her questioning look, I answered, "Look, I told you, Liz and I
are what they call fuck buddies, I like the way she acts in bed and she
seems to really like my act.  I want you and me to have a long talk tonight
and we need a place to talk.  This is a good place and I know you like the
bed." As she blushed, I laughed.

   When we got inside, I asked her if she wanted something to drink, water,
wine.  Oh lucky me, she chose the wine that was still doctored from last
time.  We were necking on Liz's couch and Shar wanted to know what kind of
job her mom had.  "What does she say?  Have you asked her?"

   "All she'll say is that it pays good and we won't have to move and it's
some sort of secret she can't tell me about."

   "Well if she won't tell you, I'm sure not"

   "If you know, you gotta tell me, come on, she's my mom and you're my
boyfriend."

   "I don't know if I'm your boyfriend, we had sex once, my girlfriends
suck my dick and play with my dick all the time and they always take their
clothes off when we're alone."

   "If I take off my clothes will you tell me>"

   "No, I know plenty of girls who like to be naked"

   "Well, if I did all that other stuff would you..."

   "What other stuff?"

   "You know, suck, hold your..."

   "I don't know, take off your clothes and we'll see what happens." Ahh
mother daughter curiosity, Shar was reaching for the bottom of her sweater
while I was still speaking.  Young boobs, even in a bra are a joy to look
at, "OK stand up and I'll get your jeans.  As I was undoing her buttons I
could see her tremble a little, "Cold"

   "No, you just act so casual about this, is scares me a little."

   "That's only because I've been with other girls, when you get used to
guys, you won't think a thing about being naked." As she stepped out of her
jeans, I quickly slid her panties to the floor, and before she could do
anything I grabbed her arm and took her to the hall mirror.  I stood behind
her and told her to watch as I took her bra off.  She tried to turn her
head, but I grabbed her chin and forced her to look as her lovely little
tits popped into view.  "Now tell me you're not pretty!" As I said that I
cupped those young tits and pulled her back into me.  "See what you can do,
feel my cock pushing against you" Chapter 6