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Butter Face, Part 5

by wetfly6969 (wetfly6969@aol.com)

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"I don't see how we're gunna make this work," Jimmy said handing
the joint back to me. We were waiting for Heather to get out of
school and had a few minutes to kill. "I mean she's got school
'til almost three, her dad's like some control freak that wants
her home right away, she can't hustle for her own tricks just yet
and there ain't many of my old clients willing to meet her at
midnight."

"Yea, I know it'll be tough to start, but that's why you're
making the big bucks. I know you'll figure a way to make it
work," I said passing the bud back for him to finish it.

"I do have something in mind, but she's gotta be willing to do
whatever we tell her, not questioned asked."

"No prob, I'll take care of her." He looked at me shaking his
head.

"You sure 'bout that? I mean you almost keep losing her and have
to just 'bout beg her to come back. One day she won't come back."

"I'll take care of that if it happens."

"I got a way to guarantee her cooperation," he said smiling.

"Yea? How's that?" I watched as he dug into his pocket, pulling
out a small Ziploc bag with several small red, crystal-looking
rocks inside. "What's that?"

"Meth," he said swinging the baggie between his fingers. "Get the
whore hooked on this shit and she'll come begging you to do
whatever the fuck you want to her to get more. This is some
kick-ass shit."

"Why is it red? I thought meth was white or glassy."

"It's a special batch made of strawberry Quick. Makes it taste
good while they're getting fucked up."

I stared at the small bag for the longest time. It's never been
like this before. We've always just had our fun with the bitches
and let them go on their merry way once we were done. Twice we
had the whores make complaints against us trying to say we raped
them, but when you have 15 or 16 guys saying she wanted it and
some dumb slut claiming she didn't, guess who they'll believe.
Especially when half the guys accused are sports stars and could
really wreck the department. Each time the charges quietly went
away and we cooled it until the next mark was found.

"We'll take her out to the old farm, get her high, fuck her some
and send her home with a pussy full of cum. That will make sure
she's ready for tonight when she'll start turning tricks for us.
It won't be long before we're rolling in the money," he added
grinning. Looking past him I noticed Heather coming down the
steps, her timid body language still the same.

"Alright, let's do this," I said getting out approaching her.

***

Jimmy sat in back with her smoking a joint while I drove. I could
see in the rearview mirror what he was up to, putting the joint
in his mouth but not inhaling before handing it back to her. He
wanted her good and high by the time we got there. I called
Jessie and let him know to meet us out there. "Let Chuck and Dale
know, but no one else. This will be a small party 'cause we only
have about a hour to fuck her," I said hanging up.

Heather didn't even notice we were heading the wrong way and it
wasn't until I slowed down to turn that she poked her head over
the seat. "Where are we going?" she asked giggling like some dumb
sow. She's been out here before and should know what's about to
happen, but she's just acting stupid. I didn't respond.

"Hey, Baby," Jimmy said pulling her back next to him. "Time to
show me some lovin'" he added grabbing her nipple. She looked at
me worried that I'd be mad as she was "my girl" and he was
fondling her. I smiled at her through the mirror just before
Jimmy took her glasses off. By the time I pulled up to the barn,
he had her panties tossed to the front seat and was sucking on
her neck. This guy doesn't waste any time.

I was glad that she wasn't fighting him. It may have been the pot
which loosened her up some or the fact that he's already fucked
her before or maybe not being able to see him made her more
comfortable with what he was doing, but whatever it was, his hand
was pumping like a hammer between her legs and she simply laid
there and allowed him.

"We're here," I said turning the car off. Getting out, I went
around opening the door where Jimmy sat and he got out, grabbing
her wrist and pulling up with him. Carrying her to the trunk, he
dropped her on the back of the car and moved between her legs. It
didn't really matter if he fucked her out in the open or not
because there wasn't anyone around for miles.

"I have something special for you," he said digging into his
pocket, pulling out a slender glass tube. Her eyes squinted as
she tried to focus on what he was holding. Reaching down to his
pocket, Jimmy pulled out the small bag he showed me earlier and a
Bic lighter. I watched as he dropped a couple of the small rocks
through the open hole and sparked the lighter. I swallowed hard
knowing what was coming next.

"You liked the pot we smoked earlier, right?" he asked her as she
smiled with a silly laugh. "You're really going to love this
stuff; it's a whole lot better," he said putting one end of the
tube into her mouth. "When I tell you to, I want you to suck in
deep and hold your breath until I tell you, okay?" She nodded. I
watched as he waved the lighter a few inches under the pipe
causing the crystals to melt before the bulb filled with smoke.

"Okay, Heather, suck in really hard and hold it until I tell you
to let it out." She did what he said, her cheeks puffed out, her
face reddened and her eyes widened, but she didn't breathe out
until he told her to about five seconds later. "Let's do it
again," he said pushing it back between her lips.

She was getting fucked up quick and almost fell off the back of
the car. "Come on, Baby, let's get comfortable in the barn," he
told her pulling her off. Her eyes were droopy, her body jerked a
few times, she kept looking around every where even though she
couldn't see shit and she was sweating even though it was cool
outside.

I heard a car approaching and turned to see Dale's Mustang coming
up the drive. Jimmy had Heather over his shoulder while he
climbed the ladder to the loft and I quickly followed. He was
fucking her by the time Jessie, Chuck and Dale made it up. I
heard another car coming and opened the loft door to see Grant's
pickup pulling up behind my car.

"It's just supposed to be us," I groaned looking at Jessie.

"Don't look at me, I only told Chuck and Dale," he said and we
all looked at Dale. That dumb asshole opened his big mouth.

"What?" he asked noticing everyone staring. "I only told Chris
and Steve."

"We don't have a lotta time, fool, that's why it was only the
five of us. You're going last and if you can't fuck her, that's
your loss!" I almost screamed.

A loud grunt coming from the fucking pair turned my attention. It
was too high of a sound to be Jimmy and he always fucks for 10 or
15 minutes. She shrieked loudly just as Chris's head popped up. I
couldn't take my eyes off of her as she began thrashing around,
jerking as if she was being shocked. Her back arched hard and
then she laid still for several seconds while Jimmy jack hammered
into her.

"Fuck yea!" Grant called out pulling himself into the loft.

Jimmy slowed to a stop, holding himself on top of her for about a
minute before rolling over. "Who's next?" he said getting up. I
quickly pulled my jeans down and got between her legs. "The bitch
came," he said smiling as I sank into her soaked hole.

Before I came, most of the others had arrived and were waiting
there turn. I scowled at Dale for being so stupid, but he really
can't help it, he's just dense. Chuck climbed between her legs
and resumed fucking her fast and hard as the rest of us watched.

I looked at my watch. "We're not going to have enough time for
everyone to fuck her right now, she's gotta be home in less than
an hour. The ones that just got here, if you want to cum, jerk
off and shoot it in her mouth." There were a few grumbles, but
Eddie and Bobbie each took out their cocks and began
masturbating. Calvin slowly did the same.

Chuck came and moved aside while Dale tried to take his place but
I stopped him. "You're last, remember?" I said pulling on Grant's
arm. He had the look of murder on his face, but he knew better
than to mess with me.

"This is bullshit," he grumbled backing away.

We left a few minutes past five after six of us fucked her and
three others came inside of her mouth. I swear that she came
three more times while getting fucked but it was hard to tell as
she seemed to be in one long continuous orgasm. Dale was still
fuming about not getting a chance to fuck her but maybe next time
he'll think before opening his mouth. "Can I get a ride home with
you?" he asked me handing his car keys to Jessie.

"What's wrong with your car?"

"Nothing, I want to fuck her on the way home. I'll get my car at
Jessie's." I smiled. That horn dog will do just about anything
for pussy.

We left, Jimmy and me in the front while Dale pounded Heather in
the back. Even after he came, he remained inside of her until we
pulled into the parking lot of her apartment. He got out, leaving
the door opened while Jimmy and I helped her dress.

"If you want more of your treat later, meet us outside your
bedroom at 10:30, okay?" he asked handing her glasses to her. She
was still dazed, her pupils very large, especially magnified
through her glasses and her hands kept moving all over as if she
was very nervous. We watched as she quickly made her way home.
I'd never seen her walk that fast before and I had to laugh.
That's just what she needed to put some fire under her ass.

"How long will that last?" I asked him getting back in the car.

"Hard to say, maybe a few more hours. Maybe longer." I grinned
wondering if her parents would freak out seeing her super-charged
like that, especially if they get close enough to get a whiff of
her smelling like a cum dumpster. After dropping Jimmy off, I
headed home to study for my history test tomorrow.

***

It was just the two of us. I picked him up at 10 and we headed
toward Heather's apartment, getting there in only a few minutes.
I parked to wait in the parking lot and saw the skinny, dark
figure heading our way. It was hardly 10 after and she was
already looking for us. We looked at each other and smiled.
"Looks like another satisfied customer," Jimmy joked opening his
door to meet her.

She was wired as we sat outside the Black Cat Bar on the
Southside of town. I was uneasy about heading this way as it's a
very ethnic area with the highest crime rate in the county. Most
of the businesses have bars on the windows and abandoned cars and
junkers line the rundown streets. The neighborhood was blighted
with trash, vagrants, drug dealers, whores, porn shops, liquor
stores and pawn shops on just about every corner. Jimmy had gone
inside the bar while I waited with Heather in the car.

Glancing over the back seat, I stared down at her fidgeting
around. Jimmy fucked her before heading inside to look for her
first paying customer. I squeezed my erection, wanting to fuck
her too, but not sure how long it would be before Jimmy returned.
"Fuck it," I mumbled getting out.

I was sitting on the hood smoking a cigarette when Jimmy walked
out followed by a huge black guy. He made Dale look small as the
two of them made their way closer. We nodded to each other as he
passed heading toward the back door. Blowing out smoke, I looked
though the windshield as the dome light lit up the interior and
the bulky john stood looking down at the skinny, naked white
girl.

"She's really tight," Jimmy said closing the deal. I still didn't
know why he wanted her to fuck in this part of town as I'm sure
there's lots of white guys looking for young snatch, but he felt
it was important. "Black guys love white pussy," he told me as we
made our way out here. That's true, but so do white guys.

The hulky man unzipped his pants before squeezing his way into
the back seat with her. Moments later the car began rocking and I
almost lost my balance. Jimmy winked as he headed back toward the
bar. "Text me when he's done," he called out over his shoulder.

The guy was so big he couldn't close the door and fit in the back
seat so he fucked her with the light on and ramming into her as
if trying to force her under the car. Getting off the hood, I
walked around a little, trying to clear my head from the pot we
smoked on the way. The car was squeaking a steady rhythm as he
fucked her like a whore. After all, that's what she is now.

Once finished, he backed out to pull his pants up. No words were
exchanged between us as he made his way back to the bar, pulling
the back of his pants up a few times as he waddled. I went to
check on her, noticing her spread eagle, leaking sperm and still
squirming like a worm. Pulling out my phone, I text "he's done"
to Jimmy and moved closer to Heather. The inside had a funky
smell, like body odor, sweat, pot, sex and sour milk. That's
going to take a while to get that out.

"You want some more cock?" I asked rhetorically rubbing my
crotch. I wanted to fuck her again and glanced at the doorway to
see if I could see Jimmy. It was clear so I unzipped and knelt on
the seat between her legs. With her bad vision and the dim light,
I was sure she couldn't see two inches in front of her and was so
high she probably didn't even know some mammoth black guy just
fucked her.

I had just got my dick inside of her when I heard Jimmy's voice.
"Hold on, man, she's got a paying customer here," he said pulling
my leg. Looking over my shoulder I saw a tall, skinny black guy
standing behind him. Pulling away, I stepped aside to allow the
next guy to fuck her.

Over the next hour and a half she fucked three more black guys
and a Mexican before it was time to go. The bar would be closing
for the night soon and he didn't want to be in the parking lot
when that happened. We drove back joking about how wasted she
still is after almost three hours. "Pull over there," Jimmy said
pointing to a gas station. "I need some smokes."

While he was inside, I turned and watched Heather. She was sweaty
and pale and kept having little twitches. She was still naked and
there was a large glob of mucus under her ass and pooling on my
vinyl seats. "Play with your pussy," I told her waiting to see if
she would. It was like talking to a two-year-old as she just
moved her head around as if she had cerebral palsy. Taking her
hand, I put it to her cunt and shoved two of her fingers inside.
It didn't take long before she started moving them on her own. I
smiled.

Jimmy came back and stood outside the car for a minute watching
before getting in. "Damn, she's still horny, huh?" Causally I
glanced back.

"Yea, I guess so," I replied starting the car.

"Pull over there," he said pointing toward the gas pumps. I
looked at my gas gauge noticing it was half full.

"I don't need gas."

"No, not for gas, check out that guy," he said motioning with a
slight head bob toward a trucker filling his tank. I realized
what he wanted to do and slowly drove on the other side of the
pump the man was using. Jimmy rolled his window down. "Hey, dude,
you looking for a good time?" he blurted out to the overweight
white guy with a big pot belly.

The man looked at both of us and turned away. "You're not my
type," he grumbled returning the nozzle to the pump.

"No, man, not us, check out what's in the backseat." Slowly the
man made his way to the car and cautiously looked in the back.
Heather was still playing with her pussy and smearing cum all
over her pubes. The man's eyes bulged.

"What's going on?" he asked leaning closer to get a better look
at our young whore.

"You can fuck her for $80," he said smiling at the stranger.

"How old is she?" he asked noticing her lack of tits.

"Old enough to fuck. Take it or we're outta here," he said trying
to rush the man.

"Let me pay for my fuel. If you're still here when I get back, I
may do it," he said stepping around my car. I was getting
nervous. What if this guy tells the clerk what we're doing and he
calls the cops? How hard is it to find me with my license plates
broadcasting who I am?

"I'm not so sure about this, Jimmy," I said watching as the bulky
man entered the building.

"What's there not to be sure about? You want money, don't you?"

"Yea, but I don't want the cops knocking on my door."

"Relax. Truckers are lonely and horny. That's why whores always
hang out at truck stops." We waited three long minutes for the
man to return and I was beginning to sweat. My car was still
running and my foot was on the brake just in case we needed to
leave quickly. A minute later the trucker came out smiling. That
could be a good thing or not.

Pushing four twenties through Jimmy's window he pointed to the
side of the building. "Pull 'round there, I'll meet you there,"
he said climbing into his truck. Jimmy winked as I did what he
suggested.

"Like taking candy from a baby," he said getting out waiting for
the man. I stayed in the car while the large man fucked her
sloppy hole not seeming concerned that she was full of sperm. The
squishy sounds from their screwing resonated inside the car while
it rocked from side to side. I guess truckers have low standards
when it comes to whores.

Jimmy fucked her while I drove back to her apartment. It was
already 2:35 and she'd need to get some sleep to function
tomorrow. I had to wait another five minutes once we got there
for him to finish and then it was my turn one more time. Jessie
already said if we got back by 2 to call him as he wanted a late
night fuck, but it was nearly 3 by the time I pumped another load
into her. Damn she was loose and sloppy.

We dressed her in the parking lot, watching as wads of cum poured
from her cunt like watery mayonnaise. Her panties will keep some
in, but there was so much, I knew it would overflow and run down
her legs before she made it to her window.

I didn't wait around to watch her walking as I usually did as I
needed to get home myself. As Jimmy opened his door to leave, he
handed me several twenties and smiled. "$280," he said. "Your
share for tonight. Not a bad take for one night," he added
shutting his door. Stuffing the money in my pocket, I headed
home. I was tired and had a big day planned.

***

"I've known this john for a while," Jimmy said dropping the bud
in the ashtray. We were waiting outside the middle school for
Heather and the bell had just sounded. "He's always asking for a
young girl but I never had one before. From what he's described,
I think Heather will be perfect for him."

"How much is he paying?"

"$120 for 30 minutes. That includes the room." I smiled. $60 for
us and in only 30 minutes.

"He's been a customer before, right?"

"Yea, used to bang Vicky every other week," he said laughing. "He
always wanted her to call him 'Daddy'," he added with a snort.

"Yea, a lotta guys like that I guess."

We waited about five more minutes before Heather bounced out,
nearly tripping over the last two steps. She noticed us and was
in more than a hurry to reach us. Jimmy smiled. "Looks like she
need another fix, huh?" he joked getting out to open the back
door. She climbed in and we sped off.

The ratty motel was right on the border line of the "bad side" of
town and rented rooms by the hour or by the day. A faded sign
even indicated weekly rates were available. The room had a musky
smell and was dingy with peeling paint and minimal furnishings.
He set her up a pipe and I watched as she laid her head back once
her euphoria started.

"Take her glasses off and put this mask on," he said tossing me
the Mardi Gras mask we've used a few times. "I don't want to scar
away this guy with her ugly face," he added with a snicker. I
don't know why everyone keeps saying she's so ugly, she's not
that bad and with a little makeup, she might be pretty. Well,
cute maybe.

She was high, mumbling to herself and shaking as I undressed her,
laying her on the smelly bed. Jimmy called the guy and gave him
the room number and we waited. "How much time before he gets
here?" I asked checking my watch.

"Not sure, 10 minutes maybe."

"Think there's time for a quickie?"

"Naw, you'd better wait. Don't want this guy thinking she's not
clean. He's looking to do some role playing shit I'm sure and
expects her to be 'innocent'. I laughed. Heather innocent, funny.

Not more than six minutes later there was a knock at the door.
She was practically dancing and mumbling some song that only she
could hear in her head. Jimmy opened the door and let the guy in.
"What's with the mask?" he asked noticing her naked except for
that.

"She's shy. Don't want her daddy to know she's a whore," Jimmy
replied closing the door. He smiled. Maybe this was what he was
looking for. A naughty, but nice little girl.

"My God, she's perfect!" he exclaimed moving closer to see her
boyish body. "This is exactly what I've been looking for all this
time. Even the hair is right!" he added removing his tie. I sat
in the only chair in the room and Jimmy took the money from him.

"Text me when he's done," Jimmy whispered to me before leaving.
It was weird sitting there watching this guy fondling Heather,
sticking fingers into her and eventually bending over to lick her
pussy. I smiled wondering if he'd do that knowing how much cum
had been pumped in there.

He spent a good 10 minutes eating her out, really getting his
tongue inside of her and slurping on her pussy like a rack of
ribs. He only had about 15 minutes left and I mentioned this to
him. Slowly he slid up her body and lined his cock against her
hole and eased into her, savoring the sensation.

Nearly 10 minutes later, he was flooding her insides with his cum
and grunting like a dying beast. "Oh, fuck, your pussy feels so
good on Daddy's cock!" he yelled out slamming his pelvis to hers.

"Here we go," I mumbled with a smile thinking about what Jimmy
said about him.

"Yessssss, Heather, you're fucking Daddy so good now!" he blurted
out, catching me off guard.

HEATHER?

Hearing her name snapped her out of whatever trance she was in
and she suddenly tensed up. "Daddy? Is that you?" she asked
pulling the mask from her face.

"OH DEAR GOD! the john called out pulling away from her as if she
was acid.

My Blackberry was sitting right there on the table in front of me
and I grabbed it, quickly taking pictures of the middle-aged man
naked in bed with the person I just found out was his own
daughter. I don't know how many pictures I took, but it was a
lot. The john fell out of bed onto the floor and began sobbing.

Blindly, she felt around for him, trying to somehow comfort him.
"Daddy, is that you?" she asked again finally finding his balding
head. He wouldn't speak causing her to get out of bed and
tripping on him, landing on his lap. I went over and pushed her
face against his crotch and took a few more pictures.

"WHAT IN THE HELL DID YOU DO TO MY DAUGHTER!" he screamed tossing
her aside and charging me. The guy wasn't very big, maybe 150
pounds and it only took one punch to knock him on his ass,
bleeding from his mouth and nose. Heather was now crying the guy
was moaning and I was laughing my ass off.

"You must be Mister Miller," I said standing over him. "It's very
nice to make your acquaintances," I added snidely extending my
hand as if waiting for him to shake it.

"You'll be sorry you did this," he said spitting out blood onto
the carpet.

"Did what? Hit you or fucked your daughter?"

"Stay away from her!" he shouted pulling himself to sit up.
Squatting down I grimaced and shook my head.

"Huh, well, you know as much as I'd like to do that, I'm afraid
that I can't. She belongs to me now and we're making too much
money off her pussy to just give her up."

"I'll call the police!"

"Yea, you do that, Mister-my-daughter's-a-whore-and-I
-just-fucked-her. I'm sure they'll be interested in the pictures
I took and if they do an exam on her, whose DNA will they find?
Huh? It might be a little hard separating your DNA from hers
because they're so close, aren't they?"

He put his head down and pulled his knees to his chest, crying
once again. I stood almost feeling sorry for the dumb bastard.
He's screwed and he knows it.

"Don't feel too bad, Mister Miller. We're done with her for the
day and the room's still rented for another hour. I'll leave you
two alone to enjoy yourselves. Just make sure you turn in the key
before you leave and make sure Heather gets home safely. You
should know where she lives, right?" I added laughing as I walked
to the door.

Swinging it open, I looked back at them. What a pair. A child
molesting father and a dumb, blind whore. What a match made in
heaven. Leaving, I called Jimmy with the good news.

"Hey, man, you'll never guess what just happened..."

~ end of part 5

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