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The Young Whore 
by The Greek (address withheld)

***

Nicole had learned early that life was a pain in the 
ass, and that you did what you needed to get by. Her 
mother was a junkie, her father had left when she was a 
baby. Nicole learned at an early age that if she wanted 
something, really wanted it, then she needed to use her 
body to get it. (M/f-teen, 1st, prost, oral)

***
 
Nicole stood outside the arena, looking around, hoping 
she'd find somebody who wanted some company at the 
concert. She might not be the typical sixteen-year-old 
girl, but she was still a sixteen-year-old girl, and 
this was the biggest concert of the year, with the hot 
new group that everybody wanted to see. The tickets had 
sold out in about five minutes, so here she was, wearing 
one of her "fuck me" outfits, hoping that it would get 
the attention of someone who had an extra.

Nicole knew how to get the attention of men. She was 
5'3", about 110 pounds, with small boobs, a flat belly, 
and an ass that was just beginning to round into shape. 
She also had a gorgeous face, with long blond hair. That 
package, set off by the tight, white tank top and short 
black skirt she was wearing, should be enough to get her 
into the concert.

"Looking for somebody?" It was a man, an older guy, 
looked like he was about forty. Wearing a pinstriped 
suit that looked like it was pretty expensive. Not what 
you'd expect to see at a concert like this.

Nicole lied, "Yeah, I'm supposed to meet a friend of 
mine here. She's got the tickets, but I can't find her 
and she's not answering when I text. I hope nothing's 
wrong." Nicole did her best to sound concerned.

"How old are you, honey?" He was a medium-sized man with 
brown eyes and short dark hair, not bad looking, but no 
killer. He didn't seem at all nervous talking to a 
teenage girl he didn't know.

"Eighteen." Another lie. That wasn't hard for her, she 
got lots of practice.

"Well, if you don't think your friend is going to show 
up, maybe you'd like to come in with me. I've got extra 
passes." He smiled, confident, sure he was going to get 
what he wanted. And he was right.

"Sure. If she shows up, she can give my ticket to 
somebody else." Nicole gave him her best little-girl 
grin, and followed when he motioned her which way to go. 
She almost had a stroke when he led her straight to the 
VIP entrance.

***

Nicole had learned early that life was a pain in the 
ass, and that you did what you needed to get by. Her 
mother was a junkie, her father had left when she was a 
baby. They lived in a small apartment, and barely 
managed to scrape by on public assistance and whatever 
her mother could convince her boyfriend of the moment to 
give her. If they had anything left over after rent, 
utilities, and food (not much and not very good), it was 
a good month.

It was a Saturday. Nicole was twelve, just coming up on 
five feet tall, and built like a stick. Her mother was 
nodded out in the bedroom, again, so Nicole had gone out 
for a while, just to get out of the apartment and walk 
around. 

When she got back she opened the door and saw her 
mother's latest boyfriend, a guy named Jim, sitting on 
the couch, a porno movie on the TV and his dick in his 
hand. There were several beer cans on the table in front 
of him. Nicole quickly closed the door and stood staring 
at Jim. She knew what a dick looked like, she'd seen 
pictures and stuff, but this was the first time she'd 
ever seen a real one.

"What are you doing?" 

"What your mother should be doing for me if she wasn't 
always passed out from the smack." Jim leered at her. He 
was a tall, skinny guy, who supposedly worked 
construction but mostly seemed to hang out at the 
apartment and drink beer. "Hey, honey, I'll give you 
five bucks if you'll suck my cock!"

Nicole was shocked that he'd been so blunt, but five 
dollars was a lot of money to her. She never had any 
money of her own.

"I don't know how."

"I'll walk you through it. It's not hard. Well, I guess 
it is hard." He laughed at his own bad joke, then said, 
"Just come over here and pretend like it's a popsicle."

Nicole walked over in front of Jim, and he motioned her 
to kneel on the floor in front of him. She saw his cock 
close up, the long thin shaft with the head that looked 
like a mushroom. She saw the tiny hole in the end. She 
knew that was where guys peed from.

"If I do it, you're not going to pee in my mouth are 
you?"

"No, honey, don't worry about that. Just put your mouth 
on my cock."

Nicole leaned forward, put one hand on his dick to hold 
it steady. She stuck her tongue out and licked it, like 
a popsicle, the way he told her, starting low on the 
shaft by her fingers and moving up until her tongue 
flicked over the bottom of the head. It tasted strong, 
like she figured a man should taste, and salty, like 
he'd been sweating.

Jim groaned as her tongue slid up his dick. "Yeah, 
honey, that feels good. Do that a few more times."

She did, moving back down and licking all the way up. 
The shaft of his cock was hard and smooth and Nicole 
could feel it twitch when her tongue slid across the 
underside of the head. On one stroke she moved up a 
little more, letting her tongue touch the pee-hole in 
the end of his dick. It was wet, with something that 
tasted bitter. Jim groaned louder, seemed to shake a 
little. "Okay, honey, put it in your mouth now. I want 
you to suck my cock."

Nicole moved her mouth to the head of his cock, still 
holding it with her fingers, opened as wide as she 
could. She wrapped her lips around the head, then moved 
her head down so another inch or so of his cock entered 
her mouth. She sucked lightly, swirled her tongue around 
the head. She got the full taste of him now, and decided 
it wasn't too bad. Jim was groaning harder, shoving his 
hips forward to try to drive more of himself into 
Nicole's mouth. 

She wasn't sure how much she wanted to take, so she kept 
her hand curled tightly around the base of his shaft to 
make sure only so much could go in. Nicole quickly got 
the hang of moving her mouth up and down on Jim's dick 
in rhythm with his thrusts, although her jaw was getting 
a little sore from keeping her mouth open so wide. She 
felt the shaft slide in and out over her lips, the head 
bump against the roof of her mouth, scrape along her 
tongue.

Jim's thrusts and grunts became stronger and more 
urgent, then he suddenly grabbed her hair, pulling her 
face into his crotch and went stiff. Nicole felt 
something hot, wet, and salty shoot out of his cock into 
her mouth, hitting the back of her throat. She tried to 
pull away, but his hands on her head were too strong.

 She gulped, trying to swallow whatever it was he was 
pouring into her mouth, almost gagging. She got most of 
it down, but she felt some leak out around her lips and 
down her chin. Finally Jim relaxed and let go of her 
hair. She leaned back, saw his cock already starting to 
shrink. She gave him her nastiest look.

"You said you wouldn't pee in my mouth!"

"That's not pee, honey, that's cum. That's the stuff 
that makes babies. You did real good, honey." Jim fished 
in his pocket, came up with a five dollar bill. Good, 
Nicole had been half afraid he wouldn't give her the 
money. "Maybe we can do that again sometime, when you 
want another five bucks."

"Yeah, maybe we can."

***

They walked through the VIP gate, the guy flashing a 
badge at the security dude guarding the entrance. Once 
they were inside, he handed her a similar badge on a 
string.

"Wear this, in case we get separated. Oh, I'm John, by 
the way, what's your name?"

"Nicole." It was the first thing she'd said to him that 
was true. And it was all she said then. She was too busy 
staring at what was going on around her. She was 
actually backstage, with all kinds of people who looked 
like big shots running around. 

The next fifteen minutes or so were pretty much a blur, 
as John introduced her to several people, none of whose 
names she could remember, and had quiet conversations 
with two or three folks who were obviously taking orders 
from him. He slipped an arm around her, let his hand 
move up under tank top, and slid it up to between her 
shoulder blades, then down, stopping just short of 
letting his fingers move under the waist band of her 
skirt. He leaned down and whispered in her ear.

"I've got to go take care of some business. You can just 
hang out here, or wander around pretty much anywhere you 
want. I'll be back before the concert starts."

"Okay, see you in a bit." She gave him her sweetest 
smile, trying to figure out what he was up to.

***
Jim hung around longer than most of her mother's 
boyfriends. Nicole figured a lot of it was what he was 
getting from her when her mother was passed out. Sucking 
Jim's cock was a regular thing now, any time Nicole's 
mother was out of it, which was a lot. Nicole didn't 
mind having a cock in her mouth, and she loved the five 
bucks he gave her every time. As she got more used to 
sucking, she learned how to relax her jaw so she could 
take more in.

A couple of months after the first time, Nicole was 
blowing Jim when he grabbed her head in his hands and 
drove into her mouth harder than he ever had. His cock 
slid all the way into her mouth over her tongue, and she 
felt the head wedge itself in the back of the throat. 
She gagged, her throat spasming around him. Jim groaned 
happily.

"Yeah, baby, take it all the way down. Deep throat that 
fucker!" Jim pulled back, thrust in deep again, and 
again Nicole gagged. She wasn't sure she liked this, but 
she wanted to get her money. She leaned forward, and the 
next time Jim's cock rammed into her mouth, she felt the 
head move down her throat like she was swallowing it. 
She grabbed Jim's ass, almost panicked, afraid she'd 
choke. He moved back, then in again, his cock reaching 
farther into her throat, and Nicole found she could 
breathe through her nose if she concentrated.

"Fuck, Nicole, that's it. Take my whole cock, you slut!" 
After a couple more thrusts, she realized that she was 
taking all of it. Her nose was rubbing in his pubic 
hair, which she didn't care for much, and she could feel 
his balls banging against her chin. Not long after that 
she felt him shudder, and his cock pulsed in her mouth, 
sending his cum shooting straight down her throat into 
her stomach. She didn't even have to swallow.

When Jim had finished shaking, and had handed over 
Nicole's five dollars, he gave her a wicked look.

"Hey, baby, I got this friend, Jake. I been tellin' him 
about how my girlfriend's got this little cocksuckin' 
whore of a daughter, and he'd like to get some of that 
himself. And he'll pay. Not no lousy five bucks, either. 
I told him if you'd do it, it'd cost him fifty. I figure 
we could split it, twenty-five each. What'd ya say?"

Nicole thought about it, but not for very long. She 
figured one dick was probably about the same as the 
next, and the money sounded real good.

"Sure, I'll do it. But anybody besides you, we gotta see 
the money up front."

He grinned at her. "You learn fast, Nicole."

***

Big shock, Jake turned out to be a lot like Jim. 
Construction-worker type, mid-thirties, not exactly 
sophisticated. He was about the same height as Jim, but 
he was built a lot heavier. His cock was heavier, too. 
Not much longer than Jim's, but it was bigger around. At 
first Nicole was worried about whether she could 
actually get much of it into her mouth, but once she 
started working on it she didn't have any trouble.

Jake was a moaner, kept it up practically the whole 
time, with a break once in a while to say "Yeah, baby," 
or "Oh, fuck." It occurred to Nicole that most guys 
weren't going to be very original about what they said 
while they were having their cocks sucked.

Jake tasted a little different than Jim, too, a little 
bit stronger. Nicole figured that Jake probably didn't 
shower very often, even compared to Jim. Oh, well, it 
was all for the money, anyway.

Jake didn't try to shove his dick all the way down her 
throat. He let her keep her hand wrapped around the 
lower part so she didn't have to take the whole thing in 
her mouth. When he finally shot his load into her mouth, 
she swallowed the whole thing, which seemed to impress 
him.

"Damn, she swallowed it! On her own! Damn!"

"I told you she was one hot little whore. Hey, you want 
to go grab a couple beers?'

"Yeah, sounds good."

Nicole broke in, "Could you drop me at the mall? I've 
got some money to spend."

Everybody left happy. And Nicole's mother was 
unconscious in the bedroom the whole time.

***

The next few months, Nicole had more cocks in her mouth 
than she could keep track of. Jake came back for more, 
and Jim brought other friends around who were willing to 
put up the money to get blown by a twelve-year-old girl 
with the mouth of a hooker. And Nicole ventured out on 
her own. 

She wasn't ready to try any grown men yet without Jim 
there, she had enough sense to know that some of them 
could be dangerous. But she found some boys at her 
school, and a few at the high school down the block, who 
had some extra money and wanted to get their rocks off. 
And, of course, there was always Jim. For the first time 
in her life, she had a little bit of money that she 
could spend however she wanted.

Now it was her thirteenth birthday, she was finally a 
teenager. Her mother actually managed to stay vertical 
long enough to get her a cake, and it was even the ice 
cream cake she'd asked for. They had pizza, then the 
cake, and her mother was there for the whole thing, even 
had a card and present for her. Eventually, though, 
nature took it' course and her mother headed for the 
bedroom. When she did, Jim smiled widely at Nicole.

"Honey, I got a real special birthday present for you. 
Come here." Nicole figured it was something like he'd 
let her suck his cock, then pay her more than usual. But 
when she sat down on the couch next to him, he slipped 
an arm around her, turned her to face him, and pressed 
his lips against hers. Nicole squirmed. 

She didn't know what to think. She'd sucked Jim's cock, 
and plenty of others, but she'd never done anything 
else, not even been kissed. She finally decided to just 
go with it, after all Jim had said it was going to be 
her birthday present. She relaxed, opened her lips, and 
let Jim's tongue into her mouth. 

He tasted of beer and cigarettes, but as his tongue 
started gliding over hers, and up to the roof of her 
mouth, and along her teeth, she didn't care. Especially 
after his hands started to move across her body.

He grabbed at one of her small breasts, squeezed it 
through her T-shirt. Nicole broke off their kiss and 
gasped for breath as a new feeling shot through her 
body. Jim reached down, took hold of the hem of her T-
shirt, and pulled it off over her head. She wasn't 
wearing a bra, and she felt the cool air on her tits, 
and saw the look on Jim's face as he stared at them. 

He dropped his head to her chest, started licking her 
tits, and Nicole mewled in pleasure as she felt his 
warm, wet tongue and lips glide over her body. At the 
same time, she felt his hand moving down along her 
belly, his fingers brushing over her skin, until they 
reached the waist band of her jeans. And they kept 
going.

"God, Jim, are you gonna touch me down there?" Nicole 
didn't know whether to be scared or excited. Or both. 
She was definitely horny. She could feel the moisture 
between her legs starting to seep into her panties.

"I'm gonna do more than that, baby." Jim laughed. She 
felt his fingers creep inside her jeans, down into her 
panties, brushing through the light hair that hadn't 
been growing there for very long. Nicole was breathing 
heavily now, trembling. His fingers dipped lower, and 
she felt them touch the lips of her opening.

"Uh! God! Mmmmm!" She reached down herself to unbutton 
and unzip her jeans so he had more room to work. Then 
his fingertip curled up inside her pussy. "Ah! Ah! Yes!"

She shoved her hips out against his hand, helping him 
force his finger all the way up into her virgin pussy. 
She felt his finger move inside her, her muscles 
gripping it, pulsing, more juices flowing through her 
body.

"God, Jim, that feels good!" She moaned as he started 
moving his finger in and out, finger-fucking her. It was 
the first time she'd ever been penetrated, by anything, 
and she liked it. Just as she was really getting into 
it, Jim pulled his hand out of her jeans.

"Don't stop!" Nicole was about to put her own hand 
between her legs when Jim started pulling down her 
jeans. He chuckled.

"Don't worry, I'm not going to stop. I'm gonna use 
something else instead of my finger." As Jim finished 
pulling off her jeans and panties and started 
unfastening his own pants, Nicole realized exactly what 
her birthday present was going to be.

She lay on the couch, naked in front of a man for the 
first time, hoping her body looked okay to Jim. She 
didn't look almost like a boy any more, like she did the 
first time she sucked his cock, but she was still pretty 
thin and didn't have many curves. She thought guys liked 
girls with big tits and round bottoms. 

She looked down at her small tits and almost hairless 
pussy and wished she looked more like a woman and less 
like a little girl. Jim seemed to think she looked just 
fine, though, licking his lips as he finished stripping 
off his clothes. He moved over to her, his cock sticking 
out hard and straight. 

He spread her legs on the couch so that one was draped 
over the back, one hanging down off the front, and 
positioned himself between them. Nicole was looking into 
Jim's face as she felt his cock press against the 
opening of her pussy. He bucked his hips forward, and 
Nicole was overcome by a sharp pain as she felt 
something tear apart inside her, then a tremendous 
pressure in her belly, like everything was being moved 
around, as his whole cock shoved into her in one stroke.

"OW! Jim, that hurts, real bad! Uhhhh!"

"It's supposed to hurt the first time, baby. Now you got 
that all over with."

He had already started pumping his cock in and out of 
her, not taking it easy at all because she was a virgin. 
And "that" wasn't all over with. It still hurt. And the 
pressure of a grown man laying on top of her (barely) 
thirteen-year-old body wasn't very comfortable either. 
Slowly, though Nicole started to feel better, the pain 
and pressure easing up as she got used to the feeling of 
a cock sliding in and out. 

She felt her pussy open up as it entered her, then close 
back around the empty space as it pulled back, felt the 
lips of her pussy cling to it as it slid out. She 
started to arch her hips up to meet his thrusts, and 
found out that it felt better when she did. And if she 
angled her hips just right, Jim's cock rubbed against 
her clit, and that felt even better.

"Mmmm, Jim, that's better. God, you're really fucking 
me!"

Jim didn't say anything, just kept grunting as he pumped 
into her. And Nicole could tell by the way he sounded 
that he was going to cum soon. She felt him stiffen and 
give that last thrust, this time into her pussy instead 
of her mouth, and his cum spurted out of his cock in 
waves, washing over the walls of her pussy, mixing with 
her own juices, and dripping out around his cock onto 
the couch.

"Shit that feels good in me!"

"You like that, don't you, ya little whore? You like to 
feel my cum inside your cunt." She was used to being 
called a whore and a slut by now. And she knew that was 
exactly what she was.

***

John was as good as his word. He got back from whatever 
business he had and found Nicole about half an hour 
before the concert started.

"The first band's going to be starting pretty soon, you 
want to head to our seats?"

"Sure." Nicole followed John around to the front of the 
stage and down into the orchestra pit. Right in the 
front. About a foot away from where the band was going 
to be. This just kept getting better and better.

As they settled into their seats and watched a couple of 
members of the opening act working on a final sound 
check, John leaned over and whispered, "You're going to 
come to the party after the concert aren't you?"

Nicole giggled. "Well, yeah, if I'm invited."

"Oh, don't worry, you're invited." John's lips and 
tongue brushed against Nicole's earlobe and neck as he 
finished talking, and she shivered a little.

***

The concert was incredible. The band was everything 
she'd expected, and more, and they were even cuter in 
person than on TV. She squealed, cheered, clapped, and 
bounced on her toes. Generally acted like a teenage 
girl, something she didn't really do very often. It was 
fun.

When she sat still long enough, she felt John's hand 
brushing over her thigh. Or he'd slip his arm around her 
shoulders and let his fingertips drift down to stroke 
her breast. That was okay. She hadn't expected to get 
into the concert without paying something, and getting 
to go backstage and sit this close was worth a lot.

When the concert was over, way too soon, Nicole wondered 
if they'd go backstage again, but John led her toward 
the exit instead.

"We need to get to where the party's going to be. I have 
to check on a couple of things there." They walked out 
of the arena and down the block to a hotel/nightclub 
sort of complex down the street. As they walked through 
the hotel, several people waved or talked to John when 
they went by. Nicole figured he must spend a lot of time 
here.

They finally walked into a big room set up like a disco 
or something, with wild lights and music. There were 
several bars set up around the edges, and some people 
were already getting drinks. John led her to one corner 
of the room, where he spent several minutes talking to 
three other men. Nicole wasn't paying any attention to 
what they were saying, she was too busy just looking 
around at the decorations. She wasn't used to things 
like this.

When John came back, he led her over to one of the bars, 
walked behind it himself, and poured himself a glass of 
booze, whiskey probably, but Nicole didn't know much 
about liquor. With a junkie for a mother, she tended to 
stay away from things like that.

"So, honey, what do you want to drink?"

"Uh, I'm a little young for that, remember?"

"Hey, this is a private party. There won't be anybody 
around here asking for IDs. How about a little wine?"

"Mmm, sure, why not?" Nicole figured having a little bit 
wouldn't hurt. Besides, she didn't want to seem like a 
jerk or something after he got her into the concert and 
the party and everything. She took the glass of white 
wine and sipped. It was sort of sweet and sour together, 
and didn't taste bad at all.

Nicole didn't mind fucking Jim at all after the first 
shot of pain eased up and when she found out he'd give 
her a lot more money for that than for sucking his dick, 
she knew she was going to be doing a lot more of it. 
Turned out all of the guys she'd been blowing were real 
happy to stick their dicks in her pussy instead of in 
her mouth, and they'd all pay more for that.

***

Over the next year Nicole learned quite a bit about guys 
and how they like to get laid. She found out that some 
only like to get sucked, some only want pussy. Some want 
a little of each. Some wanted to shoot their loads in 
her mouth and have her swallow, some wanted to bury it 
deep in her cunt (and looking back, she was amazed she 
didn't get pregnant). Then there were the ones she 
thought of as freaks, the guys that wanted to shoot all 
over her belly or, worse yet, her face and hair. She 
didn't like that much, so she charged guys like that 
extra.

The other thing Nicole found out was that the guys 
didn't worry much about her. It was all about them - get 
their cock out, put it in her someplace, dump their load 
in her or on her, then tuck it away and get on with 
their business. Didn't make any difference to them if 
she liked it or not. And it didn't really make any 
difference to her, either. She was doing it for the 
money.

Not that she didn't enjoy sex. It was fun. How much fun 
depended on how good the guy was, of course, but it 
always felt nice to have a dick inside her. But the way 
she felt with a guy was nothing compared to what 
happened when she was alone.

She learned how to take care of herself a couple of 
months after Jim popped her cherry on her birthday. She 
was soaking in the bathtub, just relaxing and trying not 
to think about anything. The hot water made her 
comfortable, and then she started to feel horny. Nicole 
wasn't really used to that, all of her experience had 
been about giving a man what he wanted and getting the 
money. But now her own body was starting to tell her 
what it needed.

She moved her hands to her breasts, began massaging them 
slowly and gently. She was used to being pawed by guys, 
which wasn't bad, but she found out that the softer 
touch got her really hot. She licked her lips, moaned a 
little, as she felt her belly begin to flutter. She 
moved the fingers of her right hand to her left nipple, 
pinched a little, gasped as she felt a shiver run 
through her.

Nicole let her other hand slide down over her belly, 
brushed her fingers against her skin. Her body tingled, 
and she could feel her pussy getting wet. Her hand 
drifted lower, her hips jerked slightly when her fingers 
reached the lips of her pussy. She wiggled one finger 
between her lips, let it slide up inside her.

"Ooohhh, god!" Her pussy gripped her finger, and she 
felt her muscles tense and relax. She started stroking 
in and out of herself giving herself the kind of finger-
fucking she wished she'd get from guys. As she did, her 
finger rubbed against her clit, and her whole body 
twitched. Nicole pulled her finger back, put the tip 
against her clit, pressed hard. "Fuck!" She felt like 
she'd been hit with an electric shock. Nicole rubbed her 
clit, hard and fast, and within seconds she was gasping 
and moaning, her body shaking. This was better than 
anything she'd ever gotten from a man.

"Oohh, oohh, oohh, oohh! Ah! Fuck!" Nicole sat straight 
up in the tub, her legs clamped around her hand. Spasms 
ran through her pussy, up the rest of her belly. She 
tried to catch her breath as her first orgasm rolled 
over her in waves. Finally her body relaxed, and she lay 
back in the tub, whimpering.

***

For the next half hour or so, John and Nicole circulated 
through the crowd, drinking, making small talk. John 
introduced her to several people, and she actually 
recognized a couple of them as being in one of the bands 
that had played that night. Nicole was starting to feel 
a little inadequate. All of the other women at the party 
were gorgeous, and elegant, wearing fancy clothes and 
jewelry. Their hair and makeup were perfect. Nicole felt 
like an under-dressed little kid next to them. She 
really didn't belong here.

She'd just finished her second glass of wine when she 
felt John step up behind her and wrap his arms around 
her waist. One of his hands began rubbing her lower 
belly, just above the waistband of her skirt, while the 
other moved up, brushed against the bottoms of her tits. 
Nicole was a little surprised that John would be so bold 
in the middle of the party, but she knew something like 
this was coming. He hadn't gotten her back stage at the 
concert and brought her to this fancy blow-out because 
he felt sorry for her.

Nicole spun around, lifted her face up to John's, felt 
his lips press against hers, took his tongue into her 
mouth. He tasted of whiskey, a sharp, clean taste, 
better than the cigarettes-and-cheap-beer that she was 
used to from most of the older guys she'd been with. Or 
the sweat and fear she got from the boys her age. John's 
left hand cupped her tit from the side, squeezed it. 
Nicole moaned into his mouth. 

She felt his right hand glide down her back, tickling 
slightly. He moved it past her waist, down over her ass. 
His fingers slipped between her legs, taking her skirt 
with them, and he began to rub her pussy from behind, 
through her skirt and panties. Nicole moaned again, 
pressed her hips forward, and felt John's cock through 
his pants, already hard. John pulled her closer, moved 
his mouth off of hers.

"Want to go where we can be alone?"

"Mmm, yeah."

He took her hand in his, led out of the ballroom, down 
the hallway, to an elevator. While they rode up, John 
pulled her back to him. Nicole's ass pressed up against 
the front of John's slacks, feeling his cock pressing 
against her. She didn't pay any attention to which floor 
they went to, but it must been a high one, because they 
seemed to be on the elevator a long time. 

John took her to a door just down the hall from the 
elevator and when they walked in, Nicole looked around 
with her eyes wide. It was a suite. The first room was 
like a living room, and bigger than the one in the 
apartment where she lived. With better furniture, too. 
But they weren't going to be spending much time there. 
John quickly ushered her into the bedroom, which had a 
king-sized bed, big-screen TV, and several bottles of 
booze sitting on a side table. 

While Nicole was taking all of that in, John wasn't 
wasting time. By the time she looked over at him, he was 
already out of his coat, tie, and shirt, and was pulling 
off his shoes. Nicole reached down to start pulling off 
her tank top, but John said, "Wait and let me take care 
of that." So she watched while he finished getting 
undressed. 

Not a bad body, looked like he took care of himself. He 
moved over to where she was standing, pulled her tank 
top up and over her head. He looked down at her bare 
breasts and smiled. His hands went to her skirt, 
unfastened it, slid both the skirt and her panties down 
until they dropped to the floor. She kicked off her 
shoes, and they were both naked.

Nicole figured John would want her to suck his cock, and 
she started to squat in front of him, but he took her by 
the shoulders and pulled her back up.

"Time for that later. You first." He was smiling at her, 
and his smile made her feel relaxed and safe somehow.

John put his hands on her waist and picked her up 
easily. She wasn't a big girl, but he seemed to be a lot 
stronger than he looked. He set her down on the bed, her 
legs dangling over the side, and knelt down next to the 
bed. He used his hands to push her knees apart, 
spreading her completely open. Nicole wanted to watch, 
but it would be too uncomfortable to try to sit up, so 
she just lay back to wait for what was going to happen. 

She felt John's fingers on her pussy, spreading her lips 
apart. Then a breeze drifted across her crotch and she 
realized it was his breath. A split second later, his 
tongue began to lick around the inside of her pussy 
lips, and Nicole moaned as her fingers clutched at the 
quilt on the bed.

Nicole had never had her pussy licked. All the sex she'd 
had was about getting the man off and getting her money. 
If she enjoyed it that was fine, probably made it better 
for the guys, but doing something for her was never the 
point. As she felt John's tongue swirl around her pussy 
lips, then dive deep inside her, she realized that there 
could be more to sex. She had no illusions about what 
was going on. This was a trick like any other, she'd 
just gotten paid with a concert ticket and a party 
instead of cash, but even when she was being a whore she 
might be able to get something out of it, too.

John licked Nicole's pussy for what seemed like hours. 
He would slide his tongue up all the way up and down her 
slit a few times, moving from just in front of her ass 
all the way up to her clit, teasing it with his tongue. 
Then he'd lock his lips around her clit and suck it. 
When he did that, the heat rose in Nicole's body, her 
pussy gushed, she could feel her orgasm rising within 
her, getting close. 

Then John's mouth would leave her clit, move away, lick 
her lower belly, or the inside of her thighs for a bit, 
while the raging lust inside her receded, her body 
relaxed. Then his tongue was back on her slit, then her 
clit, bringing her close again only to let her down. 
Nicole lost track of how many times he teased her this 
way, she felt like she was going to go insane. She was 
clawing at the quilt, her tits, her belly, in 
frustration.

He brought her up again, she gasped for breath, her body 
shaking, not sure how much more she could take. She felt 
him sucking on her clit, waited for him to abandon her 
again. But this time he sucked harder as she got closer 
to cumming. His fingers moved into her pussy, reaching 
up, opening her, twisting inside her. Then his teeth 
closed over her clit, bit down, not hard, but enough.

"OH FUCK FUCKFUCK!!! AAAAHHHH!!!" Nicole's entire body 
spasmed, she felt like she was going into convulsions. 
Her hands clawed at the quilt, at the air. Her head 
whipped back on forth on the bed. Her back arched up, 
then crashed back down, bringing her shoulders up. But 
she didn't feel any of it. All she could feel was her 
cunt going wild under the touch of the first man she'd 
ever been with who actually knew how to treat a woman. 

When her savage orgasm finally passed, she simply lay 
there panting for a few minutes until she could catch 
her breath enough to function. She looked up at John, 
who was standing by the side of the bed, smiling down at 
her and stroking his cock.

"So, baby, are you ready for this now?" He nodded down 
at the dick he was holding in his hand.

"God yes! I want you to fuck me until I can't move!"

***

Not long after Nicole's fourteenth birthday, things 
changed. Her mother dumped Jim and started a revolving 
door of boyfriends. Nicole wouldn't have cared much, one 
of her mother's boyfriends tended to be pretty much the 
same as the next, but it put a crimp on her money-making 
activities. Jim wasn't there to set her up with his 
buddies, and she didn't really know any other older guys 
that she could just go to and offer sex for money. That 
left just the guys at school, and they usually didn't 
have much money to spend for something like that. 

After more than a year of having decent money coming in 
that she could spend on herself, Nicole was back to 
having not much more than her mother was willing to give 
her, which was basically nothing. Not only that, but 
with no steady boyfriend at all around, her mother 
didn't have anybody to give her a little extra to 
supplement what she got from the county. Things weren't 
looking too good.

The break came a couple of months later when Nicole was 
walking along the street, wearing one of her more 
revealing outfits (which wasn't anything unusual, she 
was not what you'd call a conservative dresser). A car 
pulled up alongside her, and she looked over. It was a 
middle-aged guy, who looked like he was maybe just 
barely a cut above Jim and his buddies. Not that she 
expected classy in her neighborhood. The guy rolled down 
his window.

"Hey, sugar, how much?" The way he was looking at her 
made it obvious what he was talking about.

"Fifty bucks." She hadn't even hesitated.

"For that you're going to have to blow me and fuck me." 
This time she did hesitate a bit, she'd usually get more 
than that for both from a grown man. Then she realized 
that she wouldn't have to split the money with Jim this 
time.

"Sure, let's see the money." He handed her the money, 
she tucked it away and climbed into the car. The guy 
drove into a nearby alley, where Nicole quickly opened 
up his pants and went to work with her mouth. He was 
hard and panting in no time, and after a couple of 
minutes, Nicole had him sounding like he was ready to 
shoot. He suddenly pulled her head up off his cock.

"Okay, baby, time to get it in your pussy." She silently 
breathed a sigh of relief. She'd been afraid he was 
going to want her to make him cum twice, once in each 
hole. She straddled him, moved her panties out of the 
way, and sat down on his cock. He grunted. She moaned. 
She hadn't had a man's cock inside her since Jim had 
left, only the boys at school and, whore or not, she 
liked the feel. She bounced up and down on his cock 
until he dumped his load inside her, then climbed off 
and got out of the car, leaving the guy sitting there 
with his dick hanging out and a silly grin on his face.

Now she knew she'd be okay. She could find guys on her 
own, get back to making that extra money that made life 
easier. She might not get as many customers as when she 
had Jim bringing them in for her, or get them as often, 
but she wouldn't have to split the money with him, 
either. She was going to have to be careful, though. 
Some of the guys out there that would pay money to fuck 
a young teenager might not care too much about how many 
other laws they broke, either.

***

Nicole purred as John's cock penetrated her pussy. He 
pushed her knees up alongside her head, spreading her 
open wide, and drove all the way in with a single 
thrust. His dick was good sized, but not huge, and her 
cunt wrapped itself around his shaft comfortably. John 
put his hands down on the bed and braced himself, 
holding his body up off Nicole rather than laying on top 
of her. He was using his arms to keep her legs pinned up 
alongside her body. 

He started pumping his cock in and out of Nicole's 
pussy, and she moaned as she felt him drive deep into, 
then pull back almost all the way out. He was holding 
himself at an angle that caused his cock to scrape over 
her clit as he fucked her, and it was making her start 
to shake. Her pussy was gripping his cock tightly, she 
could feel it stretching outward as he pulled back.

"Damn baby, you're tight. And you know just what to do." 
Good, he was enjoying it, too. He deserved to after what 
he'd done for her tonight. "I might not last too long."

"That's okay, just shoot it into me. I want to feel you 
cum inside me." She meant it, she wanted him to fill her 
cunt with semen.

He didn't say anything else after that, just fucked her 
hard. Nicole lay back, closed her eyes, and let the 
feelings rush over her. Her breathing got heavier, she 
could feel her pussy and clit pulsing at the touch of 
his cock.

"Fuck, dude, I'm going to cum again!" Her body spasmed, 
her pussy tightened around John's cock. "Yes, god, 
cumming! Oooohhhhh fuuuck yes!" She dug her fingers into 
his arms, and felt his cock pour a torrent of cum into 
her cunt. He was grunting, still thrusting into her as 
he shot his load inside her. Nicole took the last of his 
cum, relaxed back on the bed as John rolled of of her.

He got up off the bed, stepped over to the table, poured 
himself a shot of whiskey, took a long drink, looking at 
Nicole laying on the bed the whole time.

"You like this, don't you," gesturing with his whiskey 
glass around the room. "The concert, the party, the 
hotel, the money. You know, you can have all of this, if 
you really want it." 

"You're a pimp, right?"

John laughed. It wasn't a nervous laugh, he really 
thought it was cute that she'd figured it out. "Except 
that at this price level we don't use terms like that. 
You wouldn't be referred to as a 'whore' either. Now I 
am right in thinking that fuckin' for money is nothing 
new to you?"

"Yeah, dude, you're right on top of things. And, yeah, I 
like this. Especially if I get to fuck guys like you 
that know how to make a girl cum instead of dorks that 
don't know about anything but their own cocks. So what 
do I have to do to get in with a 'don't call me pimp' 
like you?"

"Our clients are very sophisticated, and they do know 
how to treat a woman. And lots of them would be really 
happy to have a young thing like you for a night or two. 
By the way, how old are you, really? And no bullshit."

"Sixteen." She was afraid to tell him the truth, figured 
he wouldn't want anybody underage working for him, but 
she was also pretty sure he'd be able to find out the 
truth if she lied.

"You look younger. Which won't bother some of my clients 
a bit. Girl that looks like you and already has your 
talents. You'll need to dress a little classier, but 
we'll take care of that. You might have to learn a few 
new things, too."

"Like what?" Nicole couldn't imagine much about sex that 
she hadn't already done.

"Well, you ever sucked a cock?"

"Yeah, want a demonstration?"

"Maybe later." John was grinning. "Swallowed?"

"Of course."

"Been fucked in the ass?"

"Uh, well, no."

"See, there are a few things you still need to learn." 
He was grinning again. "I'm not worried though. The way 
you fuck, I'm sure you can take anything that comes up."

"So, when can I start?"

"Not until tomorrow. The rest of tonight you belong to 
me." He grinned again. Nicole grinned back, and shivered 
in anticipation.

END

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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