Ice Cream Girl, Part 3 (M+g, inc, prost, ped, oral)

by wetfly6969 (wetfly6969@aol.com)

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"What took you so long?" Rachael berated as the girl descended
the steps of her apartment building.  "Your daddy left almost 20
minutes ago!"

"I couldn't leave, Mark was eating and I didn't want him to see
me like this," she replied raising her arms to the side as if
they were wings.  Rachael looked at the mini-whore clothes she
bought for her and smiled.  The shorts were too small; causing
what little meat she had on her thighs to bulge as it stretched
tightly across her mons.  The tube top was too big and she had to
keep pulling it up to cover her small, honey-colored nipples.

She didn't know how to apply the make-up and looked more like a
clown than the whore she was meant to be.  She also had on the
wrong shoes, choosing to don slip-on sandals instead of the
sneakers she had on yesterday.  "Let's go inside your apartment,
we need to make some changes to your look and I want to meet your
brother."

"Meet my brother?  Why?"

"I think it's time we meet.  Besides, I want to discuss his role
in all of this."

"Huh?  What do you mean?"

"You'll see.  Come, let's go, we don't have a lotta time."

Slipping into her room, Rachael had her change shoes and removed
the make-up before applying a fresh coat.  "Where's Mark's room?"
she asked pulling the younger girl into the hallway.  She pointed
to the second door down with a nervous expression.  "I'm going to
go in and talk to him for a while.  You stay in the hall `til I
signal for you and then come in, okay?"

"What do you want me to do?"

"You'll know.  Just don't fuck this up, okay?  I'm counting on
you to do this right," she added smiling down at the
pre-adolescent tramp.

Slowly opening his door, she peeked in to see him lying on his
bed wearing headphones and making strumming motions on his chest.
 She smiled.  He's very cute, although a little dorky.  Looking
down, she pressed her finger to her lips telling her to remain
quiet and entered the room.

He jerked, his eyes flew open and he gasped as she sat on his
bed, touching his crotch.  "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" he nearly
screamed trying to move away.

"Relax, Mark, I just want to talk," she said returning her hand
to his cock.

"How did you get in here?  Where's Emma?  What are you doing?" he
rambled off as she squeezed the slight bulge under her palm.  She
glanced down at her hand as it slowly massaged the rapidly
inflating tool tucked away, hidden from view.  He was a teenager,
a boy and more than likely controlled more by his hormones than
his head.  She squeezed the growing erection again before
returning her stare to his face.

He had the look of confused fear, but no longer struggled as she
coaxed his cock to complete firmness.  He even grunted slightly
as her fingers wormed their way up his shorts to grasp his
hard-on, giving it a gentle squeeze.  He was very hard as it soon
grew too large for the tight confines and she unbuttoned the
shorts and slowly lowered the zipper.

His eyes were focused on her fingers as his dark pubic hair came
into view and sucked in a gasp of air as she reached in to pull
his erection out.  Although handsome, he was very shy around
girls and no one other than himself had ever touched his
privates.  Grasping the sides of the jean shorts, she struggled
to pull them off and instinctively he lifted his butt, allowing
her to do so.

He couldn't believe this was happening.  He'd often dreamed of a
beautiful girl coming into his room and seducing him, but he
never imagined it would actually happen.  He had noticed this
girl outside of their apartment many times whoring herself to
strangers and she was often the object of his masturbatory
sessions but he never in a million years would have thought...

He grunted as she placed her mouth over his cock and began
sucking.  "Oh God," he mumbled, grasping his sheets with his
fists.

"Just relax," she garbled around his cock before pushing it to
the back of her throat, eliciting another grunt from the boy.  He
was tense, his arms and legs rigor from shock as she began
working on his cock.  "Here," she said pulling her head away from
him.  "Lie down and relax.  Let me take care of you, suga," she
whispered moving down to allow him to shift into a straightened
position.

"Close your eyes and just enjoy what I'm doing," she added
returning her mouth.  He moaned as she took all seven inches of
him into her mouth.  He was young and still growing and she knew
one day he'd be quite the stud with his good looks and soon-to-be
big cock.  She slurped, the suction noises echoing in the small
room.  He moaned again, bringing his hands to his face in
disbelief.

Turning toward the doorway, she noticed her young apprentice
hiding in the hall, peering around the frame, watching what the
older girl was doing.  She motioned with her finger for the girl
to come closer and checked to make sure Mark was still too
occupied to pay attention.  He was and she smiled.

Having Emma get on the bed and between his legs, she pulled her
mouth free and pointed his hard cock toward the young girl.  She
hesitated briefly until Rachael's hand behind her head brought
her face closer.  She knew what she wanted her to do and opened
her mouth as the head and a few inches disappeared.  The boy
gasped again.

Taking the young girl's hands, she filled one palm with his
nearly hairless balls and put the other on his shaft, starting
her by helping to stroke it up and down a few times.  Standing
near the bed watching, she smiled as the girl gave her older
brother a blow job. A wide grin creased her face and a cold chill
ran down her spine as she realized of what she just did.

The boy's hips slowly pushed up and down, his butt coming off the
bed slightly as he fucked his cock into his little sister's
mouth.  He was getting close, his fists once again gripping the
sheets and his face became contorted.  Rachael leaned over to
kiss him, slipping her tongue inside of his, feeling him groan
into her mouth.

"Does that feel good?" she whispered the breathy question.  He
sighed, his butt bouncing more rapidly as the young girl
struggled to keep up with his thrusts.

Suddenly he stiffened his eyes flying opened.  If she's kissing
him, who's sucking his cock?  Jerking his head up, he gasped at
seeing his little sister's mouth planted firmly around his cock,
her small hand quickly stroking his rod.

"OH GODDdddddd!" he screamed out.  He was too far to stop and
couldn't hold back.  His body jerked, rocking the bed as his
twitching cock filled his younger sibling's mouth with his cum. 
She continued sucking and caressing him as his spasms slowly
waned until they stopped.  He fell limply against the bed.

"Did you enjoy that?" Rachael asked leaning over once again to
kiss him.  He turned his head away.

"Why did you do that?" he asked staring at the wall.

"I thought you could use a little relief," she said winking at
the young girl still holding her brother's cock.

"She's my little sister," he mumbled almost too low to
understand.

"Yea, I know.  Isn't that great?  You can have relief any time
you want now.  She'll do it, just ask her.  She really *loves*
cum and will drink yours anytime you want."

"Please get out.  I don't want you coming in here again," he said
still not looking at either of them.

"Okay, have it your way.  Come on, Emma, let's go," she said
moving away.

"Emma's not going with you, she's staying here."

"Why?  So she can suck you off again?"

"NO!  She's not supposed to go outside without one of us."

"It's okay, she'll be with me," she added winking again at the
girl.

"Emma, you're not going!" he said finally turning to look at the
young girl who just swallowed his seed.

"I'd hate to have to tell your father what you just did to your
little sister.  How do you think he'll react?"

"I didn't do anything to her.  You made me!" he growled.

"I'm sure he won't see it that way.  As far as he'll know, you
made her suck your cock and you came inside of her mouth.  It
doesn't matter what you argue, the truth is you saw that she was
sucking you before you came and you still came knowing it was
your own little sister doing it.  You wanted to cum inside of her
mouth or you would have stopped her or pulled your cock out
before you busted your nut.  Admit it.  You liked it and you're
glad she did it!"

He turned away from them, once again staring at the wall.  His
cock was lying flaccid over his balls and he could feel the last
drop of cum slowly making its way down his crinkled balls.  She
was right and he wouldn't be able to convince anyone of anything
different.

"Come on, Honey, let's go.  We've got work to do," she said
reaching out for the girl's hand.  Mark slowly turned his head
watching as his little sister walked out of his room with the
whore he used to have fantasies about.  He groaned seeing what
she was wearing and closed his eyes as she struggled to keep the
top pulled up.  A single tear rolled down his face as he heard
the front door close.

***

"You did great!" she told her as they descended the steps.  "I'm
so proud of you!"

"Is Mark going to get in trouble?" she asked looking up.

"Not if he keeps his mouth shut."

"Why did he get mad?  I though it would make him feel good if I
did that."

"It did make him feel good, really good but boys are silly.  They
don't really understand about sex and what they're supposed to
do.  He'll be okay, trust me."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes.  But one way to make sure he's okay is for you to do that
to him again.  As many times as you can.  It'll be good practice
for you too." she added smiling down at her.  "Now let's go get
some ice cream, I think you've earned it."

She kept a smile on her face until after they crossed the street.
 She really loved ice cream.

The ringing of the bell as they entered brought all the attention
to them.  Abdul's ice cream parlor was busy.  One customer was
waiting at the counter while he scooped out a bowl of strawberry
ice cream and there were several other customers sitting at the
few tables, some eating, others talking.

She waited until the man at the counter returned to his seat.  "I
didn't know you were so busy.  We'll come back later," she
whispered looking around at all the customers.

"What do you mean?" he asked puzzled.

"You've got too many customers to close up right now; we'll come
back when you're not so busy."

"These aren't my customers," he said grinning.  "They're hers,"
he nodded with his head toward Emma.

Looking back, she noticed that they were all men.  No women or
children and they were all staring at them.  A smile came across
her face.  Seven men were seated around the small round tables
and at $50 each that would be $350!  A squeaking sound coming
from the back of the room produced another man emerging from the
restroom and she smiled.  Make that $400.

"How do you want to do this?" Abdul asked turning her attention
back to him.  Rachael knew from past experience that men loved
watching sex.  That's why porn is so popular and when they watch,
they get turned on more and cum quicker.  It would be best if
they could all go into the store room but that would be too
cramped.

"Three at a time worked last time."

Abdul smiled.  He really enjoyed sharing the girl's mouth with
the others and knew the other men would feel the same way.  But
which three would start?"  Making the announcement in Hindi,
several men stood up and he had to step in.  They all wanted to
go first but he knew that would be impossible.

Rachael looked down at the frightened girl partially hidden
behind her back and pulled her to the side.  "Don't be like that,
Emma.  You know what you've gotta do if you want ice cream."

"Two scoops?" she asked looking up at the taller teenager.

"Yea, two scoops, if you're good."

Abdul took soda straws and cut them into eight different sizes,
having the men chose one.  The three longest straws were to go
first and everyone watched as Rachael steered the young whore
behind the counter toward the back room while Abdul locked the
door, flipping the sign around.

The three winners followed the girls, unzipping their pants as
they entered behind the counter.  The others crowded around the
doorway of the small room vying for the best view, watching as
the girl pushed her lips over the cock head of the first man. 
Whispered words could be heard from the spectators as she went to
work.

***

"Rachael, I'm tired," she grumbled pulling her mouth away from
the fourth man's cock as spittle of cum dropped to her chest,
running along her sternum to collect at the elastic on the tube
top resting on her waist.  The top had fallen long ago and she
grew tired of pulling it up, allowing it to cover her belly
button.  The men enjoyed having access to her small nipples and
fingered them while she sucked.

"You're talking too long making them cum," she said kneeling next
to the girl.  And you need to use your hands more.  Your mouth
feels good to just suck and let your hand jerk them off.  Let me
show you," she added pulling the next man to stand in front of
her.  He was uncircumcised, as were most of the men there, and
grunted as she pulled the foreskin away from the tip.  "This is
how you do it," she added lowering her face to him.

The next man in line pushed his cock toward the girl, bumping the
tip against her lips, receiving an angry comment from the man
Rachael was sucking.  To keep the peace, she offered to switch
and traded with Emma.  Having two whores to suck their cocks
seemed thrilling, but all wanted to let the young girl suck them
as they had never experienced such a young child doing it before.


Rachael readied them, got them hard and excited until Emma
finished with the man she was sucking then Rachael would turned
the new man over to her, pulling the next customer in line closer
to be sucked.  Like an assembly line, the girls made easy work of
the men and one by one they left, making room for those waiting.

It was after 8 before the last john finally came, filling her
belly with the ninth load of cum for the night and Abdul escorted
him out, re-locking the door.  Emma was still in the back room,
sitting on a stool next to Rachael when he returned smiling. 
Walking closer, he unzipped his pants, fishing out his hard,
drooling cock.  Emma swallowed hard, grasped it firmly then
lowered her mouth one last time.

Watching the girl for two straight hours sucking cock after cock
had him right on the edge and he didn't last long and quickly
shot his thick wads of cum to the back of her throat.  She was
thirty but the salty goo didn't do anything to relieve her
thrust.  He held her by the back of the head for several minutes
after cumming just to enjoy the pleasure her soft, sucking mouth
provided.

"She is excellent," he grunted toward Rachael.  "Where did you
find her?"

Smiling she looked over to the girl still suckling the man's
softening cock.  "She found me," she replied with a giggle.

The two scoops of ice cream she earned was hurriedly eaten as
Abdul kept insisting they leave so that he could close up to
return home to his wife.  Rachael didn't want to be outside in
the crime blighted neighborhood much longer as she knew the types
of people that roamed the streets after dark.  None she wanted to
associate with.

Hastily they made their way back to Emma's apartment and noticed
a man sitting on the front steps and stopped.  It was too dark to
see him clearly and Rachael was afraid he may be a cop if Mark
reported what she did earlier.  Slowly they approached until she
heard Emma exclaim, "Mister Charley!" and dashed off to meet him.
 She breathed a sigh of relief that he wasn't a cop.

"Where have you been?" he asked standing.  "It's late.  I've been
here for an hour waiting.  Mark told me you left about 6
o'clock."  She looked over to Rachael unsure if she should
answer.

"She met with some friends," Rachael said not elaborating.

"Remember our deal from last night?" he asked smiling down at
her.  Emma swallowed hard before slowly nodding.  "Let's take a
drive."

Rachael sat in the passenger seat listening to the slurping and
sucking sounds the girl was making as she feasted on the older
man's cock.  It was too dark in the car to see, but judging from
the noise he was making, she was sucking him like a pro.  She's
come a long way these past few days and is getting much better.

He grunted loudly, panting as he slowly rocked the car from his
movements.  "Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck," he babbled before
letting out one long whiny sound.  The rapid gulping sounds
coming from her young protege was all she needed to hear to know
he was filling her mouth with more cum.  The girl hasn't
complained about the taste for a while so she must be getting
used to it.  Rachael smiled at the thought.

"You want me to drop you home?" he asked starting the car. 
Rachael glanced to the clock on the radio and noticed it was
9:08.

"Naw, I don't live far and I want to talk to Emma for a while. 
Thanks anyway," she said swinging the door open.  "Let's go,
Honey."

Charley backed out of the alley way, watching as the two girls
neared the entrance.  Now that he came, he felt a little guilty
about abusing his friend's young daughter like that.  Reaching
for his cigarettes, he lit one, blowing the smoke out of the
window as he turned toward the freeway.  He hadn't zipped his
pants and reached down to feel the spongy flesh.  He shouldn't
keep doing it, but she sucks so well.  He smiled taking another
drag.

"We've got to do something very important tonight, okay?"

"Something important?  Like what?"

"You know what you did to Mark earlier?" she slowly nodded.  "I
want you to do that again to him."

She stopped and looked up at the taller girl.  "Why?"

"Because we need to make sure he won't tell anyone about our
little game we play and if you keep doing that to him, he won't
tell.  So you need to do it at least one more time tonight.  More
if he wants to, okay?"  She groaned before nodding and the pair
continued toward her home.

"What if he don't want to?"

"He will.  I'll be there to make sure he does.  After that,
you'll be on your own to do it."

They entered the darkened, quiet home, making their way down the
hallway to his room.  The door was shut but light was coming from
under it.  Reaching for the handle, she pushed it opened and
walked in.  Mark was wearing only a pair of briefs, lying on his
stomach looking at a magazine, which he quickly pushed under his
pillow.

"Whatcha looking at?" Rachael asked barging into his room
followed closely by Emma.

"Nothing.  Now get outta my room!" he shouted looking away from
them.  Reaching under his pillow, Rachael grabbed the magazine
and he attempted to get it away from her.  "Give me that!" he
shouted as the Penthouse magazine was pulled free.  She laughed.

"Mark, why are you wasting your time looking at this when you've
got that living with you?" she asked turning her stare toward
Emma.

"She's my sister; I'm not supposed to do stuff with her."

"Says who?"  He knew the part about not doing anything, but not
the reason why.  "It's only a blow job, it's not like real sex or
anything," she said pushing her hand under his hips and grabbing
his semi-erect cock.

"It's not right."

"Who will know?"

"Please stop doing that," he said feeling her hand squeezing his
cock.

"She's already did it once to you.  One more time won't hurt. 
Come on, let her do it.  She wants to, don't your Emma?" she
asked the girl.

Mark looked her way, noticing she was shaking her head.  "Roll
over," Rachael whispered in his ear, giving his cock one last
squeeze.  He remained still.  Giving his hip a shove, she lifted
his crotch from the bed, exposing his erection.  Not resisting,
he rolled onto his back and closed his eyes.  He knew what would
happen and didn't want to see.

Grinning, she pulled the girl closer and gave her a little nudge
toward the bed.  She swallowed before climbing between her
brothers outstretched legs once again.  Grasping his elastic
waist band, she pulled the front of his underwear down, releasing
his rigid cock.  "Go on, do it," Rachael urged watching as the
young girl opened her mouth, lowering her head.

~ end of part 3

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