_________________________________________ WARNING! This text file contains sexually explicit material. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you are under age, PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!! _________________________________________ Depressing Times Part 5 (Mg, M+g, incest, prost) By Wetfly6969 (wetfly6969@aol.com) Times were tough during the Great Depression and many families had to resort to extreme measures just to put food on the table. Under normal circumstances things were unbearable but having a young daughter with polio made them even worse. With a wife, seven children and his brother's family to support, unemployed Ralph had few options. About to be evicted from his home and thrown out on the streets, he decides to make money the old fashion way, prostitution. His seven-year-old daughter is paralyzed from the neck down so she wouldn't even feel what the men would do to her. She just lies around all day anyway so he might as well put her to good use. After all, it's for the good of the family. ~~~ Ralph watched Atwell driving away in the beautiful car he so admired. "One day I'll have one just like that," he whispered closing the door. It had been months since he paid the fat bastard off but he still comes by every week either to get his $29 for the month or to allow his simpleton bodyguard nephew a chance to fuck Helen. The man's a mammoth and his uncle has taken him before to several of the whores working in town but all turn and run away once he drops his pants. No sane woman would allow something of that size to enter any hole they had. A few agreed to suck the bull-sized cock but getting him laid was next to impossible. Atwell knew how Ralph earned the money to pay him as word of Helen was all over the county but he didn't care as long as he got paid. A couple of months ago, more out of a joke than anything, he offered to pay double the normal fee to allow his nephew a chance to fuck her. He always got a sadistic thrill out of seeing people's faces when Robert pulled his bottle-thick flaccid cock out and shook it at them. John didn't disappoint him as his pants hit the floor. Atwell bellowed loudly at the expression on John's face, his mouth opened and his eyes appearing as though they would pop out from his skull. Robert stroked his enormous rod, coaxing it larger to the amazement of John. If it had been Ralph's shift perhaps he would have stopped the over sized Neanderthal from fucking her that first time, but it wasn't. As word of mouth and repeat business thrived, John no longer needed to go bar hopping to find clients and the children's income were dropping as it became harder and harder to find men who hadn't already fucked her. The other prostitutes were going hungry as the men found their way to pay twenty-five cents for Helen instead of paying the older whores a dollar or two. Most didn't care that she was a cripples as she had a warm, wet hole to fuck and that's all that mattered. This left more time for John to be at home and he and Ralph decided to split the day, each caring for Helen for ten hours each. That allowed for her to sleep for four hours although she often slept while the men rutted atop her. That first time it was John's shift and even though he figured he'd rip her in half, he stood mesmerized while the big palooka crawled between her spread legs, readying himself to sink inside her gooey hole. It was a struggle, to say the least, but in the end it was Atwell whose face was red as Robert managed to plow more than half of his insanely large cock where thousands have been before. Since that fateful first time, Atwell has returned almost a dozen times with Robert to give him sexual satisfaction through Helen that he can't get elsewhere. The second time John got Ralph to watch and stared at his face while Robert unbuckled his pants to release his monster cock. **** As business thrived and more men were having a problem finding the measly fee to pay for her, they began offering other things in trade. A few eggs, fresh fruit, vegetables, baked goods, a bottle of milk, and even a fishing pole which Ralph used often. One man even brought his two teenage sons with him and traded a hen for the use of Helen. The annoying squeaking was no longer a problem for Mary and Ralph as they knew that every time the bed squealed, it meant more money for them. Mary even removed Helen's bedding from their dresser and bought a radio to drowned out the noisy bed and grunts of the various men as they pumped their cum into their little money maker. Helen now stayed outside in her little room. The last time Mary actually saw Helen was before they paid Atwell off as she avoids going out back. She continues to cook for her, but either Ralph or John takes the food outside. They need to keep her strength up in order to maintain the rigid work schedule she has. Cleaning her has also gotten easier over the past few months as Ralph no longer needed to wait for the cum to leak out and can simply push his hand inside her pussy and scoop out whatever slime is there. John refused to do that at first but now seems to enjoy pushing his hand in and out of her repeatedly attempting to "get it all out". Once Ralph walked in and found John with his hand holding his cock inside of her while he jerked off. "She ain't tight no more," was all he said before blasting his load inside her waiting gash. It would take a few days but Ralph wanted to try that out as well and found that he liked the feel of her warm, wet hole around his fist and cock. John was right about that too. She wasn't tight any longer. It was hard to believe that just six months ago she was a scrawny little virgin and now she has a gaping hole that's larger than her own mothers. Being constantly fucked day after day by men of various shapes and sized has stretched her more than giving birth. Many of the men have been complaining about how loose she felt and the answer has always been the same, "What do you expect for a quarter." In an effort to keep the men returning, they have allowed some of the men to fuck her ass instead as she's tighter back there and she has a growing list of men looking for that. Even after splitting the money in half with John, most days they made over ten dollars and on the weekend they made as much as fifteen dollars each. Mary got her new ice box, new clothing for the children and a few new dresses for herself. They also invested in several lawn chairs to give the men waiting a place to sit in the shade, toys for the children and a new sofa. The best thing for Mary, though, was getting their wedding bands and the broach from the pawn shop. The bastard charged three times what he gave them, but at least they're safely back with them. "I wanna try that," a man waiting for her said to Ralph as he watch him scooping out about a cup of cum from her before wiping the goo on a towel. Ralph looked down at the swollen, reddened pussy that gapped open. The labia sagged, hanging down below the hole resembling melted pink candle wax and the hole itself was distorted almost into a screaming mouth. He knew the man wouldn't cum if he used his hand inside her and there was at least four more men waiting for her now. "I'll pay extra," he added digging into his pocket for a dime. It wasn't much, but at least it was something. That started a trend to where the men could pay extra for the privilege of shoving their fists into her ever expanding hole and jerking off on her or using her ass to cum in. As the lines continued to grow, she was having to service more than one at a time and most of the time was sucking one man while another fucked her. Once he came, the oral man would move down and another customer would be brought in for her to suck. This kept the lines moving and the cum flowing as scores of hard cocks spewed gallons of sperm into her daily. The kids found other ways to make money by selling lemonade and water to the men waiting outside and a few still made a little by searching for new men for her. Every once in a while someone would ask about Judy and Carol but Ralph always dismissed them insisting that they weren't available. When a man told Judy that he'd pay her a nickel to show him her panties, she didn't have to think twice about it and raised the hem of her skirt flashing her holey undergarments. This piquet the interest of the few men waiting around and soon the offer was made again. Her father was inside with Helen, her uncle was gone and none of the other kids were near by. It was the perfect way to make some extra money. Her dress was raised a second and third time before the men offered a little more to see her pussy. "A whole quarter?" she asked amazed by the offer. The men were paying that much to stick their cocks into Helen and all the wanted to do was see her kitty. She smiled before pulling the dingy underwear down almost to her knees and standing straight with her dress above her hips so the men could get a good look. "Where's the quarter?" she asked sticking her hand out. "Next," they heard Ralph call out from the flap of the room and he nearly fell over as he noticed his oldest daughter brazenly flashing her girly charms to the group of men. "Judy, get over here, NOW!" he shouted stepping outside the room. She rushed to him dropping her dress but not pulling up her panties as she ran. He scolded her and sent her into the house. He'd have to talk to her mother about this. *** It was after dinner and all the kids were sleeping before he had a chance to talk to Mary about what happened earlier with Judy. She had been in an exceptionally good mood as she hummed while she cleaned. "Honey," he started as he watched her readying for bed. "We need to talk." She didn't answer but turned to face him. "Judy's twelve now and she's getting big, don't you think?" "Yes, I know. I'm going to take her next week to shop for a brassier and she's already out grown one of the dresses I bought her a few months back." "Do you know how she made extra money today?" he asked hoping to pull her into his plan. She shook her head as she slipped on her nightgown. "She was showing the men her pussy and they paid her forty cents for just a look. Can you believe that?" He began telling her what happened and what she told him afterward. She sat in bed staring at him as he retold the story. "I think we can make a lot of extra money doing that." "Doing what?" she asked not sure if she missed part of the conversation. "Having Judy and maybe even Carol show their pussies to the men waiting. We'll put up some sheets and blankets between the trees out back and charge the men a quarter to get a look at them. They'll be no touching, just looking. This will be money only for us and not John. If he wants money from this, he can use Nell. "John, I don't think that's a good idea. How can you keep and eye on her if you're inside with Helen?" "Daniel and Patrick are both old enough to watch them. One of them can stand at the opening to collect the money and the other can be crowd control. Think about it, Mary, a few extra dollars every day and it's all ours. We won't split it with John." The whining bed suddenly stopped, interrupting their thoughts as they turned to look at the opened window hearing nothing. It was almost 11 PM and Helen was still going strong. They'd learned to ignore the sounds over the past few months but it was the silence that was the most unnerving. It took nearly a full minute before the squeaking resumed. Mary smiled at Ralph. "Changing of the guards," she giggled putting her hand on his leg. It has been months since the last time they had sex and he was missing it. Sure he could use Helen anytime he wanted but she wasn't his wife, Mary was. Besides, with so much use, he can hardly feel himself inside of her unless his hand is in there too. Standing she removed her gown and brassier and got back in bed. "Make love to me, Ralph," she said extending her hand. "And tell me more about this idea of yours to make us more money." *** "Dad, Carol's not doing it," Patrick called through the sheet as Ralph readied Helen for her next customer. "Tell her I said she'd better do it or I'll go out there and she'll be sorry," he called back noticing him peeking through the small gap of the sheet. He was at the age where he was curious about sex but hasn't had it yet. At least Ralph didn't think so. Too bad Helen is so stretched out or he might let the lad have a go with her. He smiled at the thought. Poor thing would probably fall into the hole and they'd never find him. He finished washing her off and stepped aside for the bulky, unshaven backwoodsmen to move closer. The bed bowed under his weight as he climbed on top of Helen. "She still won't," came the complaint once again from the door. "Damn it," he mumbled tearing off towards Patrick. Covering the short distance within seconds, he threw back the blankets and barged in to where the dozen of so men were gathered around the two girls gawking. Judy was completely naked but was covering her privates and Carol was balled up on the ground with her eyes closed. "Come here," he shouted grabbing her by the arm and yanking her to her feet. "Daddy, I don't wanna take my clothes off in front of them," she pled as he pulled her away from the crowd. "SHUT YOUR MOUTH!" he shouted pulling her to a nearby tree and breaking a small branch off. "Please daddy, don't," she began to beg as she knew what was about to happen. Anytime the kids did anything wrong, they got a switch to their backside and as angry as her father seemed, she knew it was going to hurt. Sitting down, he pulled the struggling girl onto his lap, her hands quickly trying to cover her butt while she wailed and sobbed uncontrollably. "MOVE YOUR HANDS!" he screamed angry at her defiance. She balled harder as the first whack stung the palms of her hands. A second one on the wrist burned like fire and she jerked her hands away. Her body shook from sobs as he flipped her skirt above her waist and jerked down her panties before landing a solid blow on her right cheek. She yelped and struggled on his lap while he smacked her again and again. By the sixth strike her small ass was bright red and she could hardly catch her breath. "Are you going to do what I tell you?" he shouted down at her. She didn't even have time to respond when one of the men approached. "I'll pay you a dollar to finish doing that for you," he said smiling. Ralph looked down at his sniveling daughter and smiled. He'll make money off her yet. "Five smacks for a dollar," he said handing the man the switch. The two men traded places and Ralph instructed Daniel to keep count and headed back to check on Helen. *** Carol's butt was so sore that she couldn't sit down and Mary had a large piece of ice on her backside. She had cried so much that there were no more tears. All eleven of the men paid a dollar each for the honor of spanking her and one man paid twice. She was in no condition after that to show off her body so Ralph sent her in to her momma. Poor Judy was manhandled pretty badly by the men and between the paddling of Carol and fondling Judy's naked body, the men were in a frenzy when it was their turn to fuck Helen. Mary's eyes lit up when he flashed her all the bills he'd gotten from the men. It was more than they made all day with Helen and she quickly added it to the growing pile of money she had hidden under the loose floor board in their bedroom. "Ralph, you're a genius," she said throwing her arms around him and hugged him tightly. Bending down, he kissed her; both were ecstatic and held on to one another for several long minutes. Her face was buried in his chest and she couldn't see him smiling. Hopefully she'll be equally thrilled when he tells her of this other ideas to make money from the girls... ~ the end? IF YOU ENJOYED THIS STORY PLEASE LET ME KNOW, I'D LOVE TO HEAR FROM YOU! 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