Whoring Them Out, Chapter 2 - Alanna's Assignment

by Jen L. Lee © 2014

Now that school was finished for a while, Alanna Perkins was looking for a summer job. She wanted to earn good money so that she could buy her own clothes, do whatever she wanted with her free time and put money away towards university. A Straight-A student, her prospects were already good and it was only 5 more years for her until her graduation from high school.

Alanna knew that the kind of money she wanted to earn would not come from delivering newspapers, flyers or from working in a doughnut shop or in a nursery. It wouldn't even come from babysi8tting, although she still took those jobs when they came her way. The opportunity would not just fall into her lap and yet, it had done just that.

Alanna checked her look in the mirror. In the short, sequined black dress she was wearing, she could easily have gone into any bar, nightclub or restaurant in town and been served. With her hair and makeup done and in the stiletto heels she was wearing, no one would have suspected the attractive blonde was anything less than 19 years of age. The truth was, Alanna had yet to reach her 14th birthday and yet, she was wise beyond her years. The events of the past few weeks had brought her maturity and a great deal of adventure. She wasn't sure which had been the better part of the bargain.

Her friend Faith had confessed to having a small crush on Alanna. At first, the girl was taken aback by this news, but that reaction didn't last long. A lot of girls at their school had crushes on other girls, it was often part of a phase. Alanna herself had a crush on her French teacher, Mrs. McKenna. She was a tall, sultry brunette who obviously knew she was beautiful and wasn't afraid to flaunt it. Alanna wanted to be like the mature, confident woman and Faith told her that confidence came from within. That wasn't hard at all to believe about Faith, nothing seemed to upset her. Soon, Alanna was to learn why. Faith's mom became close friend with Alanna's mother, Jayde. They spent a lot of time together, as Alanna's dad had passed away the previous year. He had been twenty years older than Jayde and traveled too much, worked too hard, drank too much and smoked. Jayde had been inconsolable for a long time and now, she seemed to be coming out of her shell. Alanna was glad that her mommy's new friend had been able to affect such a change in her. Only just a week ago had she learned how.

She had come home from school early, complaining of a headache. Miss McKenna hadn't put up any fuss as Alanna was one of her best students. It was a nice enough day that Alanna didn't feel the need to call her mom to come and get her, it was only 4 blocks and she thought the fresh air might help to get rid of her headache. That wasn't what made her forget her head pain at all.

No, what did that was the sight of her walking into her living room and seeing her mom being fucked by Faith's mom with a 10-inch dildo. Her mother was using words that Alanna had never heard her utter before, profanity that would have gotten the girl herself in trouble had she used it herself. Not that Alanna was prone to swearing, she was always respectful of others around her.

Still, Jayde was crying and screaming for more. At the first sighting, she thought Brenda Styles was hurting her mother. She was spanking her ass as she fucked her and pulling her hair. What Alanna quickly came to see was the wilder Brenda got, the louder Jayde became. Alanna might not have had the most sexual experience of her friends, but she knew enough to know her mom was happy as hell and was acting like a slut – a lesbian slut. As she watched, rooted to the spot, Alanna didn't know if she was enjoying the show or repulsed. The only honest reaction she could count on was fascination. Faith had always told her friend that her mom was out of the ordinary. Here was the proof. When Alanna finally let out a nervous cough, the two women engaged in heated coitus broke their embrace and looked up at the slender teen girl. To her astonishment, Alanna saw that her mother showed absolutely no signs of embarrassment. Instead, she almost seemed to be relieved at being discovered in such a manner. Instead of covering up or offering an explanation, both women just put on bra and panties. "I'll go make us some coffee," Brenda offered. "I think we might all need some." Alanna's headache was long a thing of the past, although her head was still spinning.

"Just what the fuck ...?"

"Since when do you use language like that, young lady?" Jayde chided her daughter. The normally-respected girl wasn't having it.

"Oh, I don't know, since I came home from school and found my mother fucking Faith's mom," she hissed angrily. "How long has this shit been going on? Were you cheating on daddy?"

Jayde shook her head as Brenda returned with the coffee. "It's only been going on for 4 months, so no, I never cheated on your dad. Although I don't think he could have said the same thing. My relationship with Brenda brings me a lot of pleasure, it relieves stress and gives me – what I need. Part of the time."

"Part of the time?" Alanna asked, knowing she was still not fully in the loop. She accepted a cup of coffee and added four spoonfuls of sugar. The thirteen-year old girl still wasn't quite sure if she liked coffee as yet.

"I like women, I had a lesbian experience or two before I married your dad," Jayde explained, her eyes shifting back from her daughter to her lover. "Women are wonderful, giving lovers and maybe I'd have been happier if I'd taken female lovers when your daddy was away all the time. When he'd go away on business, I would get angry and resentful."

"Why?"

"Well, for starters, when we met, he was very attentive and romantic. Once he got his pretty young wife, he started paying more attention to the business than to me. He was away too often and I'm not entirely sure all of those business trips were strictly business," Jayde told her child. "You remember a few of the assistants your daddy hired over the years – do you recall any unattractive ones, any old matrons?"

The young blonde cocked her head to one side as she gave it some thought, chewing on her bottom lip. "No, I can't say that I do. Mother, you aren't saying daddy was having assignations with all of those women?"

"Ooh, look at my grown up little girl Brenda, using words like `assignations"," Jayde chortled with a bit of drunken nervousness. "Yes dear, that is what I am saying, that's what I am saying exactly. I think your daddy had himself a nice little bevy of bedmates and still had time to roll around with me."

Alanna was stunned by this news and she still was finding it difficult to deal with the fact that her mom and Brenda were seated on the couch in a state of near-total undress. Neither of them seemed ashamed of it in the least. In fact, the way they moved, with a languid ease, they almost seemed to be flaunting their beautiful bodies in front of the teen girl. Alanna also noticed that her mom seemed to defer to Brenda – Mrs. Styles – as if she was in control of every little thing.

"The poor little thing, she can't take her eyes away from the pair of us," Brenda said with an evil chortle. "Of course, that's entirely understandable – we are two sexy and desirable bitches. Hmm, I wonder if like mother, like daughter?"

If Alanna thought her mother was going to freak out at this woman's suggestion, she was in for a rude awakening. A grin crossed Jayde's face and she moved so close to Brenda they might as well have been one woman. "I don't know baby, but I wouldn't mind finding out. What do you say, baby girl? Do you want to play the same kind of games with mommy and Mrs. Styles?"

The younger girl was terrified and backed away, but only a few inches. Her voice squeaked out an answer that seemed to come from somewhere else, someone else. "Yes," she said in a timid little voice as she tried to make herself move in a forward direction. Her mom and Brenda – she still wasn't sure if she should call her that or Mrs. Styles – helped out by tugging her close when she got close enough to the pair of them.

"Kiss her," Brenda demanded in a voice that was low and soft and equally demanding. She wanted very much for her lover to kiss her daughter, incest always got her kitty purring. Jayde and her gorgeous blonde daughter kissed, it was tentative on Alanna's part for a little while. She'd never had fantasies about sex with girls, let alone her own, gorgeous mom! In all likelihood, had she known her mom had the most lurid fantasies about her, she would have fainted. Once she relaxed, she liked kissing her gorgeous, exotic brunette mom and only stopped when Brenda spun her around and laid a kiss on her that was far more knowledgeable than the one her mom had just given her. She felt her plaid skirt and underwear being tugged away and hear Brenda cluck her tongue in disapproval.

"This underwear simply will not do," Brenda said as she looked over at Jayde. "She is a lovely young woman with a sexy body, she needs to understand the power her body holds. Get her some sexy lingerie, I expect her to be wearing it the next time I join you for just such an occasion," she told Jayde. Alanna could tell from the tone of the woman's voice that it was not a request, but an order that was to be complied with. She found Brenda thrilling and as the older woman removed the rest of her clothing, the pretty blonde eagerly awaited the changes that were about to come.

In most cases, Brenda would have allowed those changes to come gradually. Yet with Alanna, she sensed that quick and intense would be the way to go. Don't give the slender blonde to much time to think, just to react. She continued to kiss the sweet young thing and nodded a silent command to Jayde. Jayde picked up on in immediately and lowered her head between her daughter's thighs. She was now going to live out her fantasy and taste the nectar from her baby's honey pot. Making it even more intense was watching gorgeous Brenda kiss and caress Alanna and make her one of them. Jayde knew that once Brenda showed you the path, there was no going back. With her requisite skills, the gorgeous woman could have turned any woman into a lesbian slut, even women who believed themselves to be totally straight. Of course, Brenda held the philosophy that very few women were "straight" in the first place.

Jayde's tongue washed over her daughter's tight little box and slid over her clit. The reward was the honey she so eagerly sought and the gasps and guttural moans that emerged from Alanna's soft lips. She heard Brenda tell the girl that they would teach her the words, that the clinical terms had no place in the bedroom. When she heard Brenda say the word "cunt" and had Alanna repeat it, the gorgeous mother nearly went out of her mind. When the afternoon of play ended, she was going to fix dinner for herself and Alanna and after, they would settle in for a long, intimate night of girl sex. Brenda might call the shots between the two of them, but in her own home, Jayde was Queen.

The sweet little girl was moaning and panting, crying out for her mom to fuck her and suck her. That went on for some time until Brenda switched things up. She talked to sexy young Alanna in a precise manner, giving her instructions as to what she was to do. Then, Brenda made sweet girl love to the teen's fleecy cunt while Alanna got her first taste of pussy – her mom's as Jayde hovered over her face. Brenda smiled with total satisfaction, she had made yet another convert to her evil cause.

That had been a week ago and pretty Alanna smiled at the memory as she looked around the lavish hotel room. There was a bottle of champagne chilling, the covers had been turned down of the bed to reveal white silk sheets and the room was spacious, while remaining intimate. Alanna knew she should be nervous, but wasn't. Someone had paid good money for her time, someone Brenda assured the girl who was gorgeous and imaginative in bed. Her mentor / lover / employer had told Alanna that she was in for a wonderful evening and to indulge herself in whatever carnality she so chose. After the week of bliss she had enjoyed with her mom and Brenda, the young girl was a total little fuck pig and she loved it! She knew that she could please another woman and make her want more – which was the ultimate goal, of course.

The door to the lavish hotel suite opened and Alanna's heart skipped a beat. It jumped even more when she spun around and saw just who she would be spending her time with.

"Mrs. McKenna!"

Jennifer McKenna had been her home room teacher for most of the year. A tall, statuesque blonde, the woman was the crush of several of the male students and even a few of the girls. Alanna knew at least 3 of her closest friends admitted to having a "thing" for the sexy teacher, including Brenda's daughter. Faith. Now that she knew all about Faith's little peccadilloes, that made sense. Looking at her teacher through new eyes, she could completely understand the girl's admiration. She did a little spin so that her client could appraise just what it was she had purchased and then, she walked over to the taller woman and gave her a welcoming, teasing kiss. The delightful blonde was wearing a low-cut, clingy red dress and pencil-thin heels. She smiled in delight after Alanna broke their embrace.

"I have wanted to kiss you like that since the first day of school," the teacher sighed and led the girl over to a plush leather sofa. "You are just absolutely delicious and when Faith indicated you were now available, I dipped into my Savings Account so that I could spend time over the next several months in your delightful company."

Sexy little Alanna was both flattered and thrilled, while remaining confused. "That's so nice Mrs. McKenna, but I don't understand. You're married to that gorgeous Mr. McKenna, he runs that nice restaurant my parents like. Why would you ...?"

"Here, my little pumpkin, you can call me Jenni," Jennifer told the girl and squeezed her arm. "We're going to be very intimate, it's the nicest thing I expect you'll call me, before too long. As to your question, I love my husband and we have sex enough to satisfy my appetite for cock – but I've always like girls, girls of all types. Lately, I've discovered myself with some rather - kinky - appetites emerging. I've had a few encounters with little cuties like yourself and as I mentioned earlier, Faith indicated you were now ripe for the plucking. So baby, I'm going to rock your world this afternoon and you, will rip me apart, okay? Before that, let's have some wine, talk, cuddle and get comfortable. Before this day is over, you'll never look at me the same way again – not that I want you to," she laughed merrily.

Jenni had also arranged for some canapés to be sent up, telling her little charge that drinking champagne on an empty stomach would not be a good idea. They ate, drank and talked and Alanna felt herself becoming very anxious to make love with Jenni. She knew that the deeper they got into the sex, the wilder it would become. It was that way with her mom and with Brenda, each and every time. Still, she remembered to listen to what Brenda had cautioned her about. Every client would be different. Some women were all about the gentle play between girls. Some women liked a girl who was a total slut in bed and some, liked a bit of both. Alanna felt confident that Jenni was the kind of woman who liked that, she wanted to mix it up. She flirted and complimented Alanna on her choice of clothing, although it had been Brenda who had purchased the sexy clothing for her "employee". Alanna giggled to herself and thought if Jenni complimented her too much more, she might end up salivating. Besides, in the red dress, Jenni wasn't too hard on the eyes herself.

Alanna decided to test the waters and also, see if she could be bold around someone new. "Are we going to sit around all afternoon and gab or are we going to bed and fuck?" She asked, letting her voice drop on the last word. When Jenni smiled back at her, she had her answer. Jenni stood up from the couch and took Alanna's hand and led her to the bed.

"Let me undress first, okay punkin'?" Jenni grinned happily. "I want to show you my body and let you look at what so many of your classmates drool over." Alanna smiled and nodded. So, Jenni knew what affect she had on others? Well, of course she did! She was a tall blonde bombshell and as her dress dropped the ground, she kicked it away with a teasing little smile. Her underwear was a different shade of red than her dress, yet no less sexy. Once the bra joined the dress, Alanna saw the those gorgeous tits were 100% natural and she wanted to love them. Still, this was Jenni's show and Alanna was here only to please this woman. Brenda and Jayde had trained her well over this past week. Once Jenni was totally without clothes, save for heels, she moved to the bed, knelt down and kissed Alanna. This kiss was a lot hotter than the first one and involved a lot more interaction. Her hands moved over Alanna's body and she lowered the top of the dress down with a satisfied smile. "Someone likes pretty lingerie," Jenni said, obviously pleased. Alanna was thrilled that she and Jayde had taken Brenda's advice to visit Nicolette's. Their stuff was amazing and Jayde had dipped into her own savings to indulge her daughter and sex toy. Of course, her motives were far from altruistic and she reaped the benefits.

The slightly-taller blonde pushed Alanna down on the bed and their breasts mashed together. Jenni was beautifully endowed, but Alanna's were nothing to sneeze at either. She had been developing for the past few years and looked a bit older than several of her classmates. Here in this room, she felt light years ahead of her contemporaries. She was indulging in kink with the sexy teacher and not at all nervous doing so. "My God, you're an amazing little minx," the teacher panted as she squeezed and fondled Alanna's aching tits. "You're just a naughty teen slut, aren't you?"

"If that's what you want, Mrs. McKenna – Jenni – you bet I am," Alanna grinned happily. This afternoon had already been wild and exciting and it was only going to get better. The gorgeous, busty blonde moved up so that her own shaved pussy hovered above Alanna's. The girl wondered if her teacher was a natural blonde or a bleach job, perhaps that was the reason for her denuded pussy. Either way, when it was lowered to her face, she knew just what to do. This was one of her favorite ways to have sex. It gave the sweet girl tremendous pleasure to be able to impart joy to someone else.

"Holy fuck, what a nasty young thing," Jenni cried out as the eager teen lapped at her cunt. The hottest girl in her class was now at her full disposal, for as long as she wanted her. She had mind-blowing skills and whoever had taught her deserved some kind of reward.

Alanna kept up her task with due diligence. Jayde had told her daughter during the marathon week of sex that if she could please Brenda, she could please any woman. Alanna did her level best to remember that. She quite liked Brenda, but there was something off about the older woman. She knew that the woman lived life by her own set of rules and Alanna was the kind of young woman who kept her wits about her. She would be no one's patsy.

Jenni fell away from the young woman with a loud wail, following by a huge gasp of air. "You may well be the best little fuck I've ever had, including Faith and my own sister," the teacher gasped. "God, I should try and arrange that – I'd never stop cumming," she laughed. "Of course, it'd probably cost me a small fortune."

Knowing now of Faith's own lesbianism, Alanna was cool with it. If Mrs. McKenna – Jenni's – sister was half as hot as the woman herself, she wanted that afternoon to happen. "I'm sure Faith and I could work something out," she encouraged her teacher. "Besides, what good is money if you don't use it to buy happiness?" She teased and licked her lips.

"You make a good argument," Jenni grinned as she moved close to the teen. She spread the girl's long, colt-like legs apart and clamped her mouth to Alanna's pussy. The teen squealed while trying to contain her enthusiasm. She would have ranked Jenni just behind Brenda and ahead of her own mom in pleasing a girl. What an incredible tongue and she was really going for it! Brenda had been right on the money when she promised Alanna an incredible afternoon and it was only just underway. She held back a little, knowing that you never wanted to appear too eager in front of a client. Still, she could only hold back a little because Jenni knew her stuff. Her honey was eagerly gobbled up by the blonde teacher and when she was done making Alanna cum, they shared a cummy, sticky kiss.

"A girl could get addicted to you," Jenni sighed as she got up and poured them each a drink. Their activities had left both of them parched. "You're like something from the heavens."

"I aim to please and thank you," Alanna chuckled as she sipped her drink. She liked champagne, both the flavor and the way bubbles tickled her nose.

"What's next on the menu?" Alanna wanted to know. As long as Jenni was up for more fun and games, so too, was the young girl. There wasn't anything she wasn't willing to try, within reason. Her perverted mom and Mrs. Styles had put her through the paces and found the little thing to be utterly without inhibitions.

"Have you been fucked?" Jenni asked the young and willing teen. When Alanna nodded in the affirmative, Jenni went into her purse and extracted a long, flesh-colored dildo. Alanna gasped – she had been fucked by her mom and Mrs. Styles, but not with anything of this length and girth!

"That thing – it must be a foot long," the little girl gasped. An evil, yet pleased look, came over Jenni's gorgeous face.

"Close baby, it's ten inches, but I figure a little slut like you can take it," Jenni grinned. She had long wanted to do vile things like this with several of her students and Alanna topped the list. She made sure the dildo was good and lubed and let Alanna take the cock at her own pace. When the sexy younger girl had a good portion of the toy inside of her, Jenni fucked her innocence away – not that there was much of it left to lose!