The Preteen Whore, Part 2 by wetfly6969 ~~~~~~~ "Now don't be nervous none, you hear me, girl?" her mother said adding a little more rouge to her cheeks. Her eyes were lined in black with bright blue eye shadow making them appear even more intense. Her pouty lips were glossy red outlined in maroon as she slowly grinds them together to even it out. "Let's work on that shirt," Cathy said pulling the white, button-down blouse straight. Taking the unbuttoned shirt by the ends, she pulled it tightly to her chest, tying the tail into a knot, a few inches below her breasts, exposing her midriff. She grasped her mother's shoulders for support while Cathy held the turquoise skirt open for her to step into. It was a birthday gift from her father yesterday so that she would have something nice her first day at work. Cathy looked at the clock. It was 6:34 and they needed to hurry or risk missing the bus. "Get your shoes on, girl," her mother said buttoning her own shirt. It took a little longer than she expected to get Missy dressed but she wanted everything to be perfect for her first time out. She smiled watching as her daughter struggled to slip her feet into the high heels. She's never worn such tall shoes before and suggested to Billy Joe to go with the two-inch heels, but he insisted on the fours. It will take her a while to get used to them. "Go see your daddy, make sure you're okay to go out, okay Honey?" Smiling, she darted out the room, her ankles wobbling with every step. It was so hard walking in those tall, pointed shoes. "How do I look, Daddy?" she asked entering the room finding him in his usual spot in the reclining chair watching a ball game. He turned toward her and smiled. Cathy really out did herself this time. Years of dressing like a whore really taught her a lot about making someone up. She looked cheap and trashy, just the way he wanted her. "You look great, Missy," he said groping his swelling manhood. She watched as his hand slipped into the front of his dingy boxers and licked her lips. She was sure he'd want a blowjob before heading off with her mother and didn't wait for him to ask. Moving closer, she leaned over his lap, pulling his nearly erect cock through the fly. "Billy Joe!" Cathy cried out entering the room to see her daughter messing up the make up job she had just spent a half an hour fixing. "You're gunna mess her face up!" "Don't worry `bout it woman, you can redo it. Just get me a beer and I'll be done quick, you'll see," he added putting his hand on the back of her head to increase the speed and depth of penetration. She stood beside the couple watching until he began grunting and slightly lifting his fat ass off the seat, getting a little more to the back of her throat. She knew he'd be cumming soon enough and thought back at all the times she'd done that very same thing to him before leaving the house. That was always the rule. Go to a friend's house, give him a blowjob, go to the movies, to the mall or even to school, give him a blowjob. He usually keep fucking for late at night although many times he'd come into her room, throw her on the bed and fuck her for no reason other than he want to. Her brothers always did the same thing to her. The loud gulping sounds coming from Missy broke her trance and she smiled knowing her daughter was that good that it only took a few minutes to get Billy Joe off. They still had time to make it to the bus stop if they hurried. "Here, Daddy," she said handing him the beer as Missy straightened up, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. "Now look what you went and done, girl!" she said reaching into her small handbag. "I gunna have to put more lipstick on you now," she added pulling the cap from the small cylinder. Missy looked up to her mother smiling with her lips pressed together so that she could reapply her lipstick. "You whores better get goin' or you'll be late," Billy Joe said swatting his daughter on the butt before taking a gulp of beer. The two hurried for the door just as the phone rang. "Yea, whatcha want?" he answered watching Missy's ass swaying from trying to walk on the high heels. "No, I tole you `fore, she ain't dating for free no more. You wanna date wid `er, you're gunna have to pay just like everybody else!" he called out hearing the screen door slam. All eyes were on the pair rushing out toward the road and they could hear a few wolf whistles as they pasted. Cathy smiled knowing the men all thought they were sexy and mentioned this to Missy. She turned to see a group of Mexicans sitting under a tree drinking and watching them as they passed. She waved. "What `bout them momma?" she asked wondering why they had to go all the way to the truck stop to find dates when there were so many men wanting them nearby. "It's a long story, Honey. I'll explain it later, right now we gotta catch that bus or we're gunna be fucked." "But I thought that's what we wanted, to be fucked." Cathy laughed at her childish innocence but mature understanding of their situation. "You're right, we do wanna be fucked, but I meant that we gunna have to wait 20 extra minutes for the next bus and we'll be late gettin' to work." "Oh." They walked in silence for the block, reaching the stop just as the bus was approaching and had to run to make it. Cathy had Missy take her shoes off, as she couldn't run in the heels. "'Evenin', Jack," Cathy said dropping coins into the box. "Hi Cathy, who's your little friend?" the driver asked eyeing Missy up and down. "This is my daughter, Missy. Missy say `hi' to Jack," she urged pushing the girl forward a step. "Hi Mister Jack," she said smiling brightly at the older, dark skinned man. "Your daughter?" he asked amazed that she'd allow her daughter out of the house dressed that way. "I didn't know whores celebrated `bring your daughter to work day', he added smiling. "Oh, Jack," she said playfully slapping his chest and leaving it in place for a few seconds. "I've got a full bus, so you might have to stand," he said shutting the doors. The pair made their way toward the back of the bus as he pulled away. He was right, there were no seats available and five people were already standing, holding onto the overhead bar. Cathy was worried about Missy being nervous with so many people staring at them but she didn't seem the least bit concerned. They took a spot in the middle of the bus and Cathy noticed Missy staring at the older man sitting right in front of her. He was trying not to look at her, but couldn't pull his eyes away from the grinning child. "I'm Missy," she finally said to the man. "Hi, um, Missy," the man replied, clearing his throat as his voice cracked when he spoke. Quickly he looked up at Cathy to see if she was upset about a stranger speaking to her young daughter. She too had a smile on her face. Missy was too short to reach the handle bar and kept swaying from side to side as the bus rocked. One sudden jerk sent her forward onto the man's lap where she threw her hands out to brace herself and found her left hand at the top of the man's leg and right on his erection. He was hard watching her and she smiled, not removing her hand. "Let me help you up, child," the man said grasping her arms and trying to straighten her up. She kept a hold on his cock, feeling it twitch as he moved her around. Panicking he glanced around to see if anyone noticed the whore-child holding his manhood. A few people were looking and one large black guy was smiling, exposing his golden front teeth. Even the child's mother was smiling and not doing anything to help. Other people got on, a few got off and the bus started moving again before she released his cock and stood straight. He was sweating and red-faced and not able to make eye contact with either of the two whores. Reaching up, he pulled the string indicating he wished to get off at the next stop. As the bus slowed, he stood, anxious to get away before someone reported what happened to the police. That would be all he needed was to be arrested for fondling a young child when it was all a simple accident. "You can fuck `er if you want," the older whore whispered as they stood face to face. "Wh...what did you say?" he asked not sure he heard correctly. "She'll suck your cock for $50 or you can fuck her for $100. Either hole," she added smiling. The man couldn't believe this woman just offered this young child for sex to a perfect stranger! He looked down at the small waif, hardly nine or ten-years-old and somewhat sleazy looking. She couldn't weigh more than 60 pounds at the most and even with the very high heels, she barely reached his chest. She can't be serious, can she? The bus came to a stop and the doors opened. No one moved as the driver watched through the visor mirror. "You getting off?" he called out keeping the door opened. Cathy smiled at him. "Yea, you wanna get off?" she asked touching his stomach. He swallowed hard, glancing down at the child once again before nodding. The three of them left the bus together with Jack shaking his head. "This is crazy," he said still not believing what was happening as the two prostitutes flanked him on either side, each putting their arms around him. He gasped, praying that no one would see as they ducked into a darkened alley about a block from the bus stop. *** "You should have seen the look on his face!" Cathy joked hugging Missy to her while they waited for the next bus to come. "It was like he was trying to shit and just saw a ghost at the same time. I never seen nothing like it before. Poor thing couldn't help it though, not with the way you were sucking him." "His cum tasted funny. Like old bread." "Yea, some guys cum taste really bad, but you'll get used to it. Here, chew some gum, it'll help wash out the taste," she said handing her a stick of Double Mint. "Does that happen a lot? You meet guys on the bus?" "Sometimes, but not all the time. Your real money will be the truck stops. The guys there are lonely, horny and don't have a lotta time so they just want to cum and go. That's great for you `cause you won't gotta spend too much time with just one guy." "I like that." "I got it all figured out for us. Since I know more better how to set the guys up, I'll find the johns and you'll fuck them. While you're fucking one, I can be out looking for another one so you'll have one ready to go when he's finished. We'll make twice what I usually do easy," she said smiling as the bus stopped in front of them. Missy climbed on thinking about all the money they'll make for her daddy and how happy he will be with them. Cathy paid and they found a seat in the less crowded bus. Missy began looking around at all the people looking at the two of them. It must not be everyday they get to see two women dressed the way they are. She smiled at a black man about her mother's age. He smiled back. "Momma, I think that man wants to fuck me," she whispered to her pointing toward the black man staring at them. "Well then, go talk to him. Let him know you're working," she said nudging her leg. Missy smiled before getting up to sit in the vacant seat beside him. "Hi, I'm Missy," she said putting her hand on his leg. He looked at her smiling mother and then at the pint-sized whore's hand. "I'm Gerald," he said extending his hand. She took it for a quick shake before returning her hand to his legs. "You want to get off?" she asked using the line she heard her mother use on the other man. "WHAT?" "I can make you get off. I'm really good," she said grinning at the large man. He wasn't sure what to make of this young girl and looked back toward the woman dressed like a whore she was with. "I don't think that's possible. I'd split you in half," he replied taking her hand from his leg. "Please?" she begged pouching out her bottom lip and giving her saddest face. Looking down at the pitiful you girl he shook his head. Surely that old whore isn't making this little girl do this shit. He looked back to the older whore once he saw her getting up and approaching. "She's very pretty, isn't she?" Cathy said sitting on the other side of him. He ignored the new comer and looked straight ahead. Leaning closer she whispered into his ear. "Her pussy is very tight and you can fuck her for $100." The man's eyes flew opened from surprise and nearly jumped from his seat. "WHAT?!" I think you two need to leave me alone, he said moving over to the other side of the bus. Cathy, not taking rejection well, winked at Missy before joining the man across from where Missy was sitting. "If you'd rather, she'll suck your cock for only $50," she groaned into his ear. "She'll take your hard cock deep inside her throat and suck you better than you've ever been sucked before," she breathed just above a whisper. He swallowed hard, staring at the small girl sitting across from him. "I....I, hum, I don't know," he said shifting in his seat trying to keep his erection from becoming noticeable. "Come on, we'll get off at the next stop and find a nice, quiet place and you can fuck her and cum inside of her tight, little pussy, mmmm, how does that sound?" "I, uh, don't have a hundred bucks." "How much do you have?" "Uh, maybe $70 or $80. But I don't think it's possible for me to fuck her." "Why not?" He looked down. Looking toward his lap Cathy's eyes widened with surprise. The man's cock was fully hard and snaked down the side of his leg more that half way to his knee and the bulky size made a fat bulge all the way down to the plumb-sized head. She swallowed hard. That monster would be a lot for her to take, let alone little Missy. "Maybe I could fuck you instead?" the man suggested with a smile. Her eyes never left the man's lap and she slowly reached for it, giving it a little squeeze. She just had to see if it was for real. Looking at Missy, she gulped. The girl was young but experienced. She's been training her whole life for this and didn't want to rob her of the opportunity to feel a really large cock inside of her. After all, they don't come around everyday and she may not have another chance to have one of this size of a long time. "I think she can take you. She's not a virgin, you know. Hell, she's far from it." "I don't want to hurt her." "You won't. She can handle it, I'm sure. But if she can't, I'll let you fuck me instead for free, okay?" He looked at the scrawny kid with her legs parted wide to expose the fact she wasn't wearing panties and reached for the stop string. She was tiny and had to be super tight, but he'd try her out. The worse thing possible is that he wouldn't fit but could fuck the old whore and not have to pay for it. He smiled as the bus came to a stop and the three of them headed for the exit. *** It was thick and heavy like lead. Holding his balls in the palm of her hand, the head of his giant cock reached to the bend of her arm and was thicker than her ankle. It was by far the biggest cock she'd ever seen and she's seen quite a few. Leaning forward, she pushed the globular head between her stretched lips, feeling it crowd her mouth and pushed her tongue out of the way. The crown rubbed against the roof of her mouth while her tongue was smashed to the bottom. She gagged as it touched the back of her throat. There would be no way possible she could take it any further into her mouth. She sucked, tasting the pre-cum leaking down her throat. Saliva ran from her mouth and dripped down her arm as it stretched her mouth too wide to swallow. She pulled it free, gasping for air. "I told you she couldn't handle me," the man said turning to Cathy expecting her to take over. "That's just her mouth. She'll take you inside her pussy, you'll see." Gerald shook his head but figured he'd let her try. After she started screaming in pain, he'd shove his gigantic cock into the old whore, he was sure she could handle him. They were behind an old closed business where the broken security light had never been repaired, leaving the area in darkness. Just enough light from the streetlight made it possible for them to see, but not well. The old air conditioning unit would make a good table to fuck the little whore one and he harshly pushed her onto it, moving between her parted legs. Like a pig waiting for slaughter, she laid there, her neck crooked against the brick wall, her back bowed and her legs spread ready for what she's been trained to do her entire life. She was wet, mostly from the three dates she had after school, but also from the lube her mother applied before dressing her. She'd need it for her ass and also got some for her pussy as well. The swollen head began splitting her hairless crack, enlarging the opening wider than it had ever been before. She grunted as the ridges of the crown popped inside, lodging the thick head inside. Both sighed at the sensation of her elastic crevice. He held still for several long seconds, allowing her to get accustomed to the stretched feeling. Her tightness was squeezing him out, resisting the intrusion and he felt the bulging phallus bending at the center. He applied more pressure, sending in a little more, feeling it dragging against her distended crack. Gerald cried out as she tensed, applying more pressure to his already constricted cock. Cathy stood next to them watching as inch-by-inch the bloated cock disappeared into Missy's widened hole. Even she was impressed that she could handle a cock of that size and reached out to their union. It was so thick that Cathy's fingers weren't able to wrap around it and she leisurely began to stroke the portion remaining outside of her daughter's pussy. Slowly the amount of free space disappeared as more of the giant rod slipped into Missy. The girl's face was contorted, her eyes tightly shut, her mouth hanging open like a fish gasping for air. Another inch went in and Cathy no longer had extra room to jerk him off. "OH FUCK!" the john cried out not able to keep from cumming and both felt it twitching as several wads of cum flooded her immature hole. Cathy's hand became soaked as the pressure from her tightness forced the sperm out. He remained inside of her until he was too soft and she expelled it with her tautness. Still holding it like a black elephant's trunk, Cathy instructed Missy to clean him up, still impressed that she was able to handle a cock of that size. She held it while Missy licked and slurped, removing all traces of their recent coupling. "Come on, girl, we gotta get moving," Cathy said pulling her up by the arm. "We're already late." Gerald watched as the two whores left, turning the corner and disappearing from his sight. He would have never believed that little girl could take him, but damn it, she did! He smiled thinking of her tight snatch and squeezed his cock, getting the last drop out. Pulling up his pants he figured that was the best $80 he's ever spent. ~ end of part 2