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Ice Cream Girl, Part 2 (Mg, M+g oral, prost)

by wetfly6969

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"Was that your daddy?" she asked as Emma emerged from the
building.  The older man had just left moments earlier and
Rachael knew the girl would be coming out soon.  She had
instructed her to meet her outside once her daddy left for work
and there aren't many apartments in the building.  It had to be
him, especially since she came outside just after him.

"Yes, that's my Daddy," she replied watching him turn the corner.


Rachael also watched the handsome man until he was out of sight
and the sound of a blowing horn a few feet away broke her trance.
 She turned to see the dirty white car parked at the curb with
the passenger window down.  She approached the car.  "Hey, suga,
you looking for a good time?" she asked leaning against the car,
sticking her head inside to see the older black man smiling back
at her.

"Sure am.  How much will this `good time' cost me?"

"Forty."

"For everything?"

"No, just a suck job."

"I'd like to fuck you in the ass.  It looks nice," he said
grinning.  "How much for that?"

"I only do oral, nothing else, but I do have a special treat for
you if you're interested."

"A treat?  What kinda treat?"

Turning to the girl, she grabbed the sleeve of her dress, pulling
her closer to the car.  "A newbie that *loves* to suck.  She'll
blow you for $80."

"EIGHTY?"  He exclaimed looking at the child who was so short she
could hardly see over the door. "I dunno.  That's a lot for a
blow job.  I was really looking to fuck a whore in the ass.  That
I'll pay $80 for."

"That would cost you more than $80."

"I'm not sure about her.  She looks too young to know what she's
doing."

"I'll tell you what.  She's new so she'll suck you for only $60.
You can give her a try to see if you like it."

He stared at the top of the young blonds head for the longest
time and Rachael was getting worried that he'd drive off. 
"Fifty.  She'll do it for $50, okay?"  The man's smile returned
as he reached over to unlock the door.

"Fifty only," he repeated, smiling that he was able to get a
discount.

***

As Rachael held the mammoth cock she was thankful she didn't
agree to let this guy fuck her in the ass.  He'd tear her up back
that, of that she was sure.  It was so thick the tips of her
fingers couldn't touch the end of her thumb and poor Emma's mouth
was stretch wide over the bulbous head.

Rachael told her to use her right hand to massage the man's
large, coal-colored balls while she supported herself with her
left.  She held the cock with one hand and had her other on the
back of Emma's head, helping to push it up and down.  The black
man had his left hand over Rachael's hand trying to push her head
further down while his right hand played with her butt, making
her squirm from time to time as he attempted to push the tip of
his finger into the hole.

"Suck it good, little whore," the man panted between breaths,
dropping his head to the back of the seat, screwing his eyes shut
enjoying the suction from the small mouth.  Rachael smiled
watching as the novice cock sucker struggled to pleasure this
stranger.  She briefly thought of her old friend Debbie and how
exciting it was watching her sucking for the first time.

"I'm gunna cummmm," the man grunted, bucking his hips upward,
lodging the end of his cock in her throat, making her choke. 
Rachael's hand began stroking more intensely, her fingers just a
blur as she felt the over-sized dick jerking uncontrollably,
filling her young apprentice's mouth with another load of gooey
cream.  On cue, Emma began swallowing, attempting to remove the
gunk from her mouth as rapidly as it entered, but there was too
much, too quick.

It took seven or eight hard gulps before the streaming sperm
began to subside, leaving only a weak trickle emerging from the
tip.  Cum pooled on Rachael's hand, making a complete circle
around his cock and beginning to run down the gap between her
fingers.  She released the girls' head and it slowly raised, a
tendril of sperm still attached to her lips.

"Lick this up!" Rachael instructed pulling her head back toward
the man's lap.  "Don't let any of this get on him."  Slowly she
brought her cum-filled hand to the head of the man's cock as
Emma's opened mouth descended upon it, taking the thick goo into
her mouth and swallowing.

The man's eyes were wide watching as the very young girl slurped
the puddle of cum, *his cum*, from him without hesitation.  He
knew he came a lot and this little whore swallowed every drop. 
Sitting up she had a sickly expression on her face, but didn't
seem to mind giving him a blow job.

"Damn, that was something," he said looking at the young girl
amazed that she actually did it.  "That really was a treat."

"Come on, Emma, it's time to go," Rachael said standing to get
the girl from the other side.

The man watched as the older whore wiped the spittle from the
little one's lips and begin to walk away.  "Hey wait," he called
out through the opened window.  "You think maybe next time I can
fuck you in the ass?" he asked Rachael.  "Or her?" he added
looking down at the small girl.

Stopping she glanced downward at the young girl hesitantly and
then back at the large black man.  "Maybe, we'll have to see,"
she said taking Emma by the sleeve and pulling her down the
alley.  "Let's go get some ice cream," she added with a smile.

***

"I was beginning to think you wouldn't come," Abdul called out as
they entered the shop.

"Sorry, we had to wait `til her dad left.  He doesn't leave `til
around 5:30."  He quickly glanced at his watch.

"It's almost 6 o'clock."

"Yea, I know, we had to stop off someplace."  For the first time
she noticed the two men sitting in the far table watching them,
speaking in a foreign language.  Abdul noticed her stare.  She
knew one of the men as an occasional customer of hers, but the
second man was a stranger.

"These are my friends, I believe you already know Raj, and this
is his cousin, Sahaj."  She smiled at them as they approached.

"My friends, this is the little girl I spoke of.  Is she not very
beautiful?"  Both men stood gawking at the small child clinging
to the leg of the older whore.

"Its okay, Emma, these are my friends.  You want to make my
friends happy, don't you?" she asked pulling her away.  "They
won't hurt you, they just want you to do to them what you did to
Abdul yesterday, okay?  And then you'll get some ice cream."

Looking at the three men staring at her, she turned to Rachael
with a blank expression.  "Can I get a double scoop again?"

Rachael smiled. "Of course you can.  You make my friends happy
and you can get a double scoop," she added winking at the shop
owner.  "Its $50 each." she called out nonchalantly to him and he
nodded, walking around the counter to lock the door

Rachael stood at the doorway eating a sundae she made watching as
the three men gathered around the girl, each with their cocks
pointing at her face.  She would suck on one cock while the other
two would rub their cocks against her sides of her cheeks and
then switch off.  The advantage of being so short was that she
didn't need to stoop over to suck them.

Rachael scooped the last remaining fudge from the bottom of the
bowl, listening to the slurping sounds coming from a few feet
away as the girl's efforts increased with a little help from the
men.  It was the new guy who came first, his legs shaking
violently like an old dog shitting peach pits, as he pumped his
sperm into the girl's mouth.  Both hands were holding her head as
he cried out, shooting several rounds straight into her throat.

Rachael cringed remembering how bitter the sperm of Indian men
tasted.  It must be what they ate because of all the Hindu cum
she's swallowed, there wasn't much difference in the taste or
texture.  It was gummy and thick and she knew Emma would be
struggling to clear her throat of the paste.  The first man had
scarcely finished when Abdul pulled her mouth to his cock.

"Suck my cock, I'm about to cum!" he called out, throwing his
head backward, squinting his eyes toward the ceiling.  She
couldn't see him cumming but knew how strong his orgasms are. 
They always blasted her tonsils like shot gun blasts usually
making her gag from the large amount of cum.  She was sure that's
why Emma had cum on her shirt yesterday; she couldn't keep up
with the quantity.

Raj was stroking his cock, rubbing his fingers over the front of
her dress where one day breasts would be growing.  For now,
however, she was as flat as a board and he futilely sought out
the nipples, not sure exactly where they were.  "Hurry, I can't
hold out much longer..." he grunted slowing his strokes.

Abdul squeezed out the last few drops before turning her face
toward his friend.  He wasted no time in pushing his cock inside
of her mouth, grunting.  Rachael cracked a smile as Raj began
chanting something in his language that sounded more like a
prayer as his cock filled her small mouth with more sperm.  She
stood nursing his cock like a calf suckling until he finished and
backed away, out of breath.

"Didn't I tell you she was very good," Abdul said grinning.  The
other two men said something in Hindi before laughing.  She
looked at Emma, shaking her head.  The poor thing looked stunned
and had a sickly look.  She softly hoped that she could keep it
down as it wouldn't be good for business if she threw up.  They
spoke a few minutes while Rachael took her into the bathroom to
clean up.  She managed to swallow most, but not all of their cum
and needed to wash her face and hands.

Returning to the counter, the other two men had left and Abdul
was holding out a double scoop, chocolate cone.  Her face lit up
as she rushed over to retrieve it.  She was in her own little
world licking and biting the dessert, making cooing sounds while
she ate.

"Did your friends like her?" Rachael asked leaning against the
counter already knowing the answer.

He smiled.  "Yes, very much!"

"I'm glad.  Just let me know when they want to meet her again and
I can bring her over."

"Yes, that would be good.  But maybe we can work something out? 
You know like maybe an agreement?"

"What do you mean?"

"I have many friends who would enjoy her, uh, mouth, and maybe we
could trade."

"Trade what?"

"I allow you to use my back room and I bring my friends over to
pay you for her to suck them and she will suck me for free.  And
I give her all the ice cream she can eat.  What do you say?"

She glanced over to the young girl slowly lapping away at the
melting mess, smearing chocolate all over and smiled.  "Yes, I
think that would be a good deal for both of us."  He returned the
smile, looking at the budding whore with a gleam in his eyes.

"Hurry and finish eating," she called out grabbing a few napkins
to clean her with.  "The Goodwill store closes in about an hour
and you need new clothes."  Emma stopped eating and looked down
at the flowery dress her father got her recently.

"Why?" she asked taking a large bite of ice cream.

"Because that dress doesn't make you look pretty and you want to
look pretty, right?"  The girl thought about it a while and
nodded.  "And we'll need to drop by the dollar store to pick up
some make-up for you.  Just something to bring out your hazel
eyes and pretty lips," she added grinning.

Using the restroom again to clean her, they left, waving to Abdul
from the door.  He shook his head at the mess the girl left on
the table and chair but he didn't complain.  She was young and
had a very gifted mouth, even if she was inexperienced.

***

"What is that?" Emma asked holding up the small piece of fabric.

"It's called a tube top.  You put it over your chest to hide your
nipples."

"My what?"

"Nipples."  She looked confused so Rachael reached over and
pinched one of them.

"Ohhh, my nubies," she said grinning.  "That's what my daddy
calls them, nubies."

"Yea, whatever.  Adults call them nipples so you need to call
them that, okay?"  She nodded waiting while Rachael helped her
put on the funny looking band.  "I think these shorts will look
really hot on you.  They're hot pink and are really tight," she
said handing them to her.

Emma raised a leg but Rachael stopped her.  "What are you doing?"

"Putting them on."

"Not with your panties still on.  You need to take them off.  You
can't wear panties with shorts like this, it looks funny."  Emma
glanced to the saloon-style swinging half doors and froze.

"They might see my innie," she whispered, leaning closer.

"Your innie?"

"Yes, my innie.  My daddy says girls have innies and boys have
outties and that's how you know if you're a boy or a girl."

"Don't worry about it; no one will see your `innie' so just take
them off already.  We don't have all night for this bullshit!" 
She looked one last time through the crack between the slats and
quickly pulled her panties off.  Rachael gasped.

Her little pussy was plump and meaty with a small, tight crack
perched atop her mound.  She swallowed hard and licked her lips.
"That's a very nice pussy you have there," she mumbled not
removing her eyes from between the young girl's legs.

"What's a pussy?"

"I mean your innie.  It's very pretty."  Emma smiled.  No one
ever told her that before.  "Now let's get you dressed so we can
make some money, okay?"  The young girl didn't understand her
statement and slipped the size four nylon shorts over her shapely
butt.  They were tight but stretched  to fit.

"Beautiful," Rachael said holding her at arm's length.  "I think
it's great.  Only one more thing to make it perfect," she added
reaching for the wire hanger and untwisting it.  Curious, Emma
looked down, watching as the older teen laced the wire between
her legs and pulled up, pushing the crotch into her small crack.

"OUCH!" she cried out trying to back away.

"Keep still, this is for your own good."

"But it hurts!"

"Just stop whining.  You'll get used to it."

"Why are you doing that?"

"It's called a camel toe and guys love to see them on girls," she
said sitting back to admire the way the shorts disappeared inside
of the young girl's crack.  "You want guys to like you, don't
you?"

Emma looked down between her legs at the funny looking line where
her innie was and then back to her mentor.  "You want to have
friends, don't you?" she rephrased the question.  Slowly the girl
nodded.  "Then this is what you need to do to make friends,
okay?"  She nodded again, receiving a smile from Rachael.

The make-up at the dollar store cost just over three dollars and
the tube top and shorts were eight and she had the look Rachael
wanted.  The two block walk caused the camel toe to disappear and
Rachael decided to wait until they got to their corner to fix it
back.  It was almost 8 o'clock and turning dark.  Usually Rachael
got off the streets in that neighborhood after dark but wanted to
try and get another trick before turning in.  There was no sense
in buying a slutty outfit if she couldn't at least wear it a
while.

It didn't take long before the first car pulled up to them and
Rachael leaned into the car.  "You working?" the balding, salt
and peppered hair man asked smiling a gap-tooth grin.

"A blow job from me is forty, eighty from her," she said turning
her stare to the girl not bothering to hide the fact she was
pimping her out.  His eyes followed to focus on the heavily
made-up, very young girl dressed like a trailer park tramp.

"Are you serious?  That little girl does oral sex?" he asked not
taking his eyes from her.

"Yes and she's very good at it.  *Loves* to swallow."  His eyes
widened as he quickly glanced toward the older whore to see if
she was joking or not.  The expression on her face told him she
wasn't.

"Does she do anything else?" he asked returning his look to her.

"Not yet, but very soon she will be.  She's just into sucking
right now.  You interested?"

The man licked his lips.  She was very young and he was sure
under all that make-up, she was probably pretty, but it was hard
to tell.  He swallowed hard, pulling out his wallet to count his
money.  Rachael smiled, watching him count out $40 and keep
going.  He stopped at $70, pulling the bills from his wallet. 
"This is all I have.  Is it enough?" he asked handing her the
money.

Counting it, she looked back to his wallet and noticed a few more
bills.  "What's that?" she asked motioning with her head.

"It's only two dollars.  I didn't think you'd want that."

"Well I do.  Throw those in and she'll do it."

With shaking hands he pulled the last two singles from his wallet
and passed them across the seat.  "Come on, Emma; time to earn
your ice cream," she said opening the passenger door.  The girl
smiled, brushing past Rachael to slide in next to the older man.
Getting in next to her, she pointed out the alley about a block
away.

***

"How long has she been working?" the man asked zipping his pants.
 Rachael looked across his lap to the girl still showing a sour
look on her face from swallowing another load of cum.

"Not long," she said standing.  "Honey, you ready to go?" she
asked leaning on the roof to look in.

"I haven't seen her before, does she work there usually?"

"Yea, that's her usual spot, why?"

"I thought maybe, I could, hum, you know get her again.  If
that's okay."

"Suga, you can have her anytime you want.  You just bring your
money and she'll take care of the rest, okay?"  He smiled
glancing at the young girl with lipstick smeared all over her
mouth and cheek.  The passenger door opened and she helped Emma
exit.

"Maybe this Friday I'll be back," he shouted as the two began
walking toward the alley's entrance.  She turned and waved,
smiling at the thought.

"Can I get more ice cream?" she asked looking up at Rachael.

"No, not tonight.  Abdul closes at 8 so we missed him today.  But
tomorrow you'll get another double scoop.  How's that sound?" She
was disappointed that she couldn't have it tonight, but there
wasn't anything she could do about it.

Rachael knew she needed to get the girl home before her brother
discovered she was missing and headed that way.  "When you go
home, hid these clothes and put them back on tomorrow.  Don't
wear anything else but these, okay?"  She nodded.   "And come
outside as soon as your daddy leaves, we're going to have a busy
day."

Standing in front of the apartment building, she pulled out the
dress Emma wore earlier and handed it to her.  "You'll need to
take a bath as soon as you get in and don't talk to your brother
if you don't have to.  Your breath smells like cum, okay?"  She
nodded.

A car's horn startled them and they both turned to see a newer
model car on the curb next to them and the man driving was waving
them over.  Rachael smiled.  Well, one more won't hurt. 
Approaching cautiously in the dark, she leaned into the car with
Emma standing next to her.

"EMMA?!  Is that you?" the man blurted out staring at her.

"Hi Mister Charley," she said smiling like an idiot.

"You know this man?" Rachael asked freaking out.

"That's Mister Charley. He works with my daddy."

"Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit," she mumbled feeling her stomach
knot.

"Emma, why are you outside this late and why are you dressed like
that?  Does your daddy know about this?"

"No Mister Charley, it's a secret.  I can't tell no body."

"Well what are you doing?"  She looked at the panicky woman
guiding her into whoredom.

"I can't tell you.  It's a secret."

"Well you'd better tell me or I'm telling your father."

"Please, Mister, don't do that," Rachael interjected.  "We're
just playing dress up, that's all.  It's no big deal.  I'm her
babysitter and we were just coming back from getting ice cream
and..."

"You said the ice cream place is closed," Emma corrected looking
up at her.

"Where's Mark?"

"Inside."

"Then why do you need a sitter if your brother's home?"  Neither
girl could answer the question.  "I'm going to ask you again and
I want the truth or I'm calling your father right now and letting
him know that you're outside dressed like that."

Rachael thought of running, getting away as fast as possible.  No
one knew who she was or where she lived.  "I'm helping my friend
make money for her op'ration so she won't die."  He turned his
glare to the older whore.

"Just how are you doing that, Emma?" he asked looking back at
her.

"I suck cocks and drink the medicine stuff they put in my mouth
and they give Rachael money." she said matter-of-factually. 
Rachael felt her heart stop.  They were eerily quiet for the
longest time.

"I think your father will want to know about this," he said
putting the car into gear.

"NO! WAIT!" Rachael begged.  "Don't do that.  I'll make it up to
you, I promise."

"Make it up how?"

"I'll, uh, suck your cock anytime you want.  For free."  He
looked away briefly and then turned his attention back to the
prostitute exploiting his best friend's young daughter.

"Ain't good enough."

"What?  Tell me what you want?  Is it money, `cause I don't have
a lot and..."

"It ain't money," he said looking at Emma for the first time
since finding out.

"Wh...what is it you want then?"

"Same thing you're making Emma do, but for free."

"You want Emma to suck your cock?"

"And swallow," he added smiling.

Rachael glanced down at the girl and breathed a sigh of relief. 
"And you won't tell anyone about this?"  He closed his mouth and
made a motion of turning a key and throwing it out the window.

"Anytime I want," he emphasized.  Reaching for the handle, she
pulled the door open, and gave Emma a small nudge to get in
before quickly followed her.  Charley smiled at her, put his hand
on her thigh and gave it a little tap before moving the car
forward.

"There's a small alley just up the street on the right."

~ end of part 2