Kenny proves what a total bastard he really is while Harry gets to show his better nature. But both Kenny and old Harry get their comeuppance once Zeke makes his move to regain Katie's favor.
Note from Art: This is the last chapter of this story. Hope you enjoy.
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Kenny fumed outside Sammy’s trailer. It was the rules he knew, rules meant to keep you in the game and lose as much money as possible to Sammy. Once busted, he had no choice but to leave, just as Ray had been forced out earlier. For the past hour he knew that he hadn’t any real chance of winning the big prize, still he hoped to be able to stay and at least watch Gomez fuck her. Instead, he’d gotten exactly nothing for his money except seeing Sammy’s wife naked and giving blowjobs to Gomez and her husband. All he had to show for it was a longing and an urge, an urge that needed to be sated and not with that dumpy Nora.
He heard a muffled cry drift from Sammy’s trailer. Sammy had begun abusing her and experience told him that she would soon be gagged before the really rough stuff began. “Stupid slut,” he snorted as he reflected on last month’s game. It was really unbelievable what Sammy did to her and what she allowed him to do to her. “Oh, well, I guess ya can’t win them all,” he waxed philosophically.
He pondered his next move. As usual there had been several tenants who for one reason or the other hadn’t paid on time this month. Normally he was content to collect the usurious late fees he imposed, but tonight he needed something a little extra and he knew just where to get it.
Lighting a cigarette, he headed over to the Johnson trailer. On Thursday, Jim Johnson had missed the rent-due date on the first of the month because he wouldn’t get paid until Monday and what with a wife and four kids, he just didn’t have the money. The guy was good for it Kenny knew and when they went over the late fee of 10% plus an additional 5% for each late day thereafter, Johnson had gotten pale. He couldn’t afford the late fee and still make it to the end of the month. Jim had asked if they couldn’t work out something else. They both knew what that meant, as a similar arraignment had been worked out in the past.
Walking up to the trailer, Kenny politely knocked. Lucy, Jim’s wife, answered the door. “Is Jim here?” asked Kenny as if nothing unusual was afoot. Lucy glanced back inside the trailer and then back to Kenny. She knew what he was here for and she felt a knot tighten in her stomach.
“Who is it?” called her husband from inside.
“Jim, it’s Kenny.”
“Kenny?”
“Yeah, it’s Kenny,” his wife confirmed. A moment later Jim appeared at the door, taking his wife’s place.
“I think we can work something out to deal with your problem,” Kenny explained.
“Now? Here?”
“Yeah, right here and now,” replied the trailer park owner.
“Can’t we do this tomorrow, at your place?”
“No. It’s now or forget it.”
“But the kids… they’re still up.”
“Better send them to bed,” Kenny said as he stepped into the trailer. Looking around the tidy room, he gathered that the family had been watching a movie together as all the kids were piled on top of each other on the sofa mesmerized by the images of a two dogs who were somehow talking to a cat.
“Kids, show’s over,” said the father. “It’s late. Now all of you, get to bed. Right now!”
With universal grumbling the four youngsters dejectedly made their way into the back.
“Jim, I…” stammered the wife.
“Now we talked about this, Lucy.”
“I know, Baby, but the kids…”
“Kids have gone to bed,” stated Kenny as he checked out her robed figure. “Ain’t like yer gonna do something ya haven’t done before.” With no further ceremony or negotiations, Kenny unbuckled and unzipped his jeans and lowered them to his thighs. Both Lucy and her husband regarded the menacingly erect penis. Jim for his part, turned his back so that he didn’t have to watch.
Lucy pleaded with her eyes but was only told, “Drop the robe, Honey.” It wasn’t that he wanted to see the mother of four naked, as she looked better dressed than naked. It was more like Kenny wanted to humiliate her and humiliate her husband, thus giving him a sense a power that increased his enjoyment. Naked she stood before her tormentor, covering her breasts in an attempt at modesty. “I want a good dick sucking, ya hear? I want it sloppy so that your husband can hear and I want it good.”
Red with embarrassment, Lucy knelt before Kenny and took his cock into her hand. “I want ya to look me in the eye when ya suck me,” he told her, pleased that Jim had glanced up at the ceiling. “Suck me ‘til I cum. Mmmmm, that’s it baby, lick around it first.”
She had a pretty face. A few years and a few kids ago, she was quite attractive. But she had somewhat let herself go over the years. ‘Yeah, I’d fuck her,’ thought Kenny as he watched his dick sliding between her lips. ‘Maybe next time.’ “You’re doing good, baby,” he complimented. “Yeah, use that tongue… mmmmmm… C’mon, slurp a little, will ya? Make some noise.” She was good at sucking cock he thought, very good.
Looking up he saw the boy, the oldest in his briefs standing in the hallway watching. Kenny pulled his cock from the mother’s mouth, giving the boy an unobstructed look and then pushed it back between his mother’s lips. He did that three times before grabbing her by the hair, and fucking her face on his dick. All the while the ten year old boy looked on. He’d never seen anything like this before.
Sara woke to the feel of a work roughened hand gliding over her smooth bare buttocks. With a start she jumped and moved away. “My clothes! What happened to my clothes?” the young teen asked in alarm.
“’Member? Ah promised to take ya back to Chuckie Cheese tomorrow night,” explained Harry with a grin.
“My top! Just my top!”
“Now relax, honey.”
“You were touching me! You promised not to touch me.”
“Ah was just trying to wake ya up! Ya liked me playing with yer titties. Ya let me do that, ‘member? Ya liked it so much, ya passed out.”
“Oh, my gawd. Where’s my clothes?”
“Now, look here. None of dis was my idea. Ya girls wanted to play wid mah dick. Now fair’s fair. Ya don’t need no clothes… not until ya go home tomorrow.”
“But…”
“Ya wanted to learn a little bit ‘bout sex, so watch and learn. Wendy wants me to fuck her, and ah’m inclined to do it. Yer welcome to watch an’ learn.” Sara glanced over at her younger friend. She too was completely naked and was grinning up a storm. “Ya wanna watch, darling?”
“I guess,” the conflicted teen answered in a whisper.
Harry moved into position at Wendy’s feet and lifted her legs, spreading them widely. Harry glanced over at Sara and winked. Then he dove head first into the younger girl’s splayed pussy.
Eating pussy, Harry couldn’t see Sara’s reaction, but Wendy did. Both girls had open mouthed expressions of shock and wonder, as the older man’s mouth and tongue ravished Wendy’s young cunt. It didn’t take too long before Wendy’s hips were bucking in pleasure.
Once Harry’s tongue began to tire, he scooted up her body, taking the classic position. Turning his head towards the other girl Harry stated, “I ain’t never raped no girl. I’ve fucked ‘em, but never raped ‘em. Now, just to prove dat I ain’t taking advantage of her, she’s gonna put my cock into her pussy.”
He turned back to the girl he was about to fuck. “Go on, Wendy, put mah dick in yer cunt.” With his unsheathed cock positioned in the maw of Wendy’s cunt, he pushed into her. Fucking her slowly and deliberately he alternated looking into the faces of the two girls.
“Gawd! It feels so good, Sara,” the friend explained breathlessly. “I can’t describe it, but it’s the greatest feeling in the whole world!”
“Yeah, ya like fuckin’,” Harry hissed. “Like it a lot, don’cha. Yer just like yer mama.”
Harry paused and made an adjustment to their position, pulling Wendy’s leg opposite Sara over his shoulders and sitting back on his heels. Sara now had an unobstructed view of Harry’s gnarly cock gliding in and out of her friend’s young pussy. To Sara. it looked so incredibly beautiful, a fact that was confirmed by Wendy’s obvious expression of pleasure.
Harry was in hog heaven with his cock surrounded by the warm, tight sheath of the young teen’s near virginal cunt. To Harry, nothing felt as good as fucking a young girl and it had been more than a few years since Katie was young as her daughter, Wendy. His pleasure was increased with the knowledge that the young girl beside them, watching in salacious wonder, would soon be impaled on his cock too, and if he played it right, he’d have two young cunts at his disposal. It didn’t get any better than this.
He moved her other leg over his shoulder and continued fucking the eager girl. He watched as her tummy began to ripple and her cunt began squeezing around his thrusting cock. “Damn, yer a tight little fuck! Dat’s it, cum on mah dick, ya little whore!” he hissed. “Dat’s it, show yer buddy how much fun it is to be a cum slut! Oh, yeah, baby. Come on ole Harry’s ole dick, darling! Squeeze me, darling, squeeze me! Come on, girlie, cum on mah fuckin’ dick!”
Sara’s eyes darted back and forth between Wendy and Harry as they wantonly fornicated. Both seemed to be in some sort of pain or agony, but she instinctively knew it wasn’t really agony she was witnessing, but pleasure on a scale she never before imagined to exist. With awe-struck wonder, she saw Harry push Wendy’s thighs forward until she was nearly folded into, his groin thudding audibly into her upraised sex saddle, the thudding sound joining the squeaking of the springs of the sofa bed as well as Wendy’s moans and groans and Harry’s nasty prattle. For Harry, the move was divine, shortening Wendy’s vaginal passage enough so that his cockhead was deforming up against the girl’s bony cervix. It was obvious to him that the bucking and thrashing girl was enjoying this as much as he was. Harry truly believed that from now on, she would be a frequent receiver of his sperm. Looking to his right, his eyes, burning with lust met Sara’s. ‘Yer next, sweetie,’ the dirty old man thought as he pummeled Sara’s good friend.
“I’m cumming, ya slut! I’m cumming,” hissed Kenny as he was about to blow.
Unbeknownst to the parents, the boy was still watching the spectacle before him. Kenny of course knew the boy was watching the debasing of his mother and that made it all the better for Kenny. With a grunt he felt his prostate contract and the rush of cum through his cock and into the mother’s sucking mouth. He pulled out and shot a wad right into her face, then plunged his spurting cock back into her mouth for the third surge. When at last his orgasm had faded into a warm tingling glow and his twitching cock began to soften, he pulled out, wiping his wet dick across the woman’s face. Cruelly he turned her head by the hair and to her horror, she saw her boy gawking at her cum splattered face.
“Stay right here,” Harry instructed Wendy as he pulled his hard cock from her quivering quim. Rolling off the bare sofa bed mattress, Harry padded off into Katie’s room. Knowing exactly where to look, he wasn’t in there but for a fraction of a minute. Returning he stood at the foot of the sofa bed, playing with his cock and maintaining his erection.
“Did ya enjoy the show?” he asked Sara. “Ya wanna try it out?”
Sara didn’t know how to answer him. The answer to both questions were a resounding, “YES!” but she didn’t have the courage to speak. Instead, she studied the object of her lesson tonight, Harry’s cock, and wondered…”
“Ah ain’t gonna rape ya, but I’d be lying if I didn’t tell ya how much I wanna fuck ya, darling.”
“I, I, I can’t,” she stuttered.
“Why not? Who’s stoppin’ ya?”
“I made a pledge. A pledge to remain a virgin until I married.”
“Why’d ya do dat?”
“Because… because it was the right thing to do. Everyone in my Sunday school class took the pledge.”
“Well, Ah understand, Ah really do. Breaking a pledge to God is serious business. But, ya know, Ah don’ think He’d hold ya to it.”
“Yes, He would! I’ll go to Hell, if I break my promise.”
“Ah doubt it, Sweetie. Seems to me dat God loves for folks to fuck. He wouldn’t have made it so much fun if He didn’t.”
“I can’t.”
“Suit yerself, sweetie. Now you jus’ go on an enjoy the show. Ah ain’t finished wid her, not by a long shot. Feel free to play wid yerself if ya want, unless ya made some dumb promise dat ya wouldn’t do dat too.”
“No. I didn’t promise that,” she said softly with a shy smile revealing that she knew all about masturbation.
When Lucy cried out at seeing her child, her husband turned to look for the first time. At first he didn’t see the boy, just his wife, naked and still kneeling before Kenny, while Kenny was busy pulling up his pants. Then he caught sight of something in motion, his son bolting down the hallway to the tiny bedroom he shared with his little brother.
“Damn you, Kenny!” Jim fumed.
“What’s yer problem?”
“You know what the problem is. My kid!”
“Ain’t my fault he don’t mind ya and it not my fault if he’s a snoopy little bugger.”
“He saw you! He saw you and …”
“Yeah, he saw me, but I really think he was mostly interested in his naked mother and what she was doing while you just stood there.”
“I ought to…”
Kenny cut him off. “Now, now! Don’t say anything you’ll regret later on and don’t even think about threatening me. I’ll call the cops and throw your ass out of here! Now, your late fee is settled as far as I’m concerned and that’s what should matter to you. But let me be clear… ya don’t pay me the rent on Monday, I’ll slap another late fee on ya! I don’t wanna do that, but… business is business. Now it was a pleasure doing business with you and the missus, and let’s just leave it at that.”
Moments later, Kenny was outside strolling back to his own home. If anyone had seen him, they would have instantly known that he was pleased about something, very pleased.
Wendy jumped at contact of the cold lube against her virgin anus. “What are ya, doing?” she urgently asked.
“Now ya jus’ relax, kitten. Ole Harry’s gonna show ya something new. Least Ah hope it’s something new. Ya ain’t ever had a cock up yer butt, have ya?”
“No! And I don’t… oh!”
“Ya like dat? It’s just a finger, honeypot. Just a little ole finger to give ya a preview of what’s to come. Now Ah’ll bet, yer gonna jus’ love dis.”
Katie sat in the lap of yet a another customer and offered him a tit to kiss. She was tired, exhausted in fact, but she was also elated. With two hours to go before closing, she figured she’d already made even more money tonight than she did last few nights. Soon she could get herself a new car and all sorts of other things she couldn’t afford up to now.
“You want a dance, Mister?” she purred, “Otherwise I gotta put my clothes back on.”
“No need to do that, doll,” said the middle-aged man as he nuzzled into her bare breasts.
“Well, if you wanna dance, then I can stay, if not…”
“Okay, okay, I’ve never seen you here before.”
“I just started this week. I’m Katie.”
“You’re a fine looking girl, Katie. Best girl in this joint. I want more than a dance tonight.”
“I’m happy to oblige you, sweetie. Whatever you want, I’ll give you.”
“How much?”
With practiced ease Katie rattled off the going rates, ““Twenty dollars for a lap dance, fifty dollars for a blowjob, a hundred dollars for a straight fuck, one-fifty for anal sex, and an even two hundred for full hour of whatever your little heart desires. You have to wear a rubber, house rules.”
“Well, I have two hundred and twenty to spend.”
“I’ll make worth your while, honey,” she purred.
“I’m sure you will,” the man replied.
“Reach back an’ spread yer buns, Girlie, so’s dat Sara can see an’ all. Now ya jus’ relax an’ it’ll go right in. Relax… there! Now dat don’ feel so bad, do it?”
“No,” squeaked Wendy. She thought it might hurt, but it really didn’t. With the head of Harry’s cock nested behind the muscular ring of her anal passage, it felt funny, but it really didn’t hurt. He could feel the asshole clasping and squeezing tightly around his cockhead, and watched her asshole clinging roundly to every miniscule ridge and indentation of his manhood. Then she felt his cock push deeper into her virgin rectum, his cockhead smoothing out all the crinkles in the little hole, pushing it open and wider to admit his rigid phallus.
“Ah don’t wanna hurt ya, so tell me if Ah’m hurtin’ ya. Jus’ tell me an’ Ah’ll stop.”
“No, it doesn’t hurt,” the girl whispered catching her breath, “but I kinda feel full.”
“Yer mama always liked a dick up her butt every now an’ then. Still does.”
“Umph!” grunted Wendy as Harry pushed in two inches deeper with one push
“Fuck! Yer a tight one, sweetie. Nice an’ tight. Ya seems to be doin’ real good. Yer a natural, dat’s fer sure. Now get ready, ‘cause I’m gonna plant my dick in ya all the way. Ready?”
Wendy nodded her consent and then grunted once again as Harry drove all the way into her, the sudden deep thrust taking her breath away. With his cock buried to the hilt, the muscles of her ass clutched his prickshaft like a hot vise. Holding still for a moment the old lecher savored the moment.
With a huge grin from his conquest, he turned to Wendy’s friend. “See, dat don’ hurt at all. Now, Ah’m gonna let her get used to mah dick, then Ah’m gonna fuck her ass jus’ like Ah fucked her sweet pussy. Ya know, Sara, ya ken do dis too, keep yer pledge and still be a virgin. Best thing is when I cum up her butt, it’ll fertilize her tits better than if she swallowed it! Soon she’ll have tits as big as her mama’s!” Harry withdrew and then plowed back into Wendy.
“Really?”
“Strike me blind if I ain’t tellin’ the truth!” he said as he began another round trip. “Vitamins just get absorbed directly in the guts without all dat digestion. All dat stomach acid is hard on the little fellas, ya know.”
“What little fellows?”
Setting into a slow steady rhythm he laughed, “Sperm! Swimmers. Ya know, the things dat make babies in naughty little girls dat don’ keep their panties on! In yer pussy, they ken make babies, but not in yer mouth or up yer butt. Yeah, up the butt is the best tit fertilizing a girl ken get, better than swallowing or jus’ rubbing it in like a lotion.” He was now gliding in and out easily and began to pick up the pace. Soon Wendy’s butt cheeks were quaking with the impact of Harry’s thrusting groin as his cock rasped back and forth in the young girl’s little round hole with authority.
For several minutes, no one really spoke and the only sounds in the trailer were of the slap, slap, slap of skin-on-skin contact and an incoherent babbling by the girl being soundly buggered. As the rapturous heat in Wendy’s belly became a conflagration, her widely splayed ass cheeks began a jerking, rotating motion and her anus became a gaping hole into which the older man had no difficulty of access. The ass fucking was really getting to her, driving her into excited gasps of passion.
“Gawd, that feels good!” the sodomized girl moaned as her asshole squeezed and tore at his pecker. “Ughn! Ughn! Ughn! Ohhh, I like it Harry, I really do! Ughn! You’re the best, Harry, the best!”
“Why thank ye, m’am,” the old fucker replied flippantly as her sucking cavern gulped down his entire penis. “Ah’m glad yer enjoying it, cause Ah loves to do a slut in the butt!”
As good as the blowjob from Lucy Johnson had been, Kenny was still restless. It wasn’t exactly early, but it wasn’t exactly late either. He considered tying up Nora and pretend that she was Sammy’s wife, but Nora just wasn’t into rough stuff like that. Last time he tied her up, she nearly broke his nose when he finally let her loose. That’s not the way it was supposed to work, but he never tied her up and slapped her around like that ever again.
Near his own trailer, he thought of Katie. He could tie up Katie and have some fun with her. She didn’t like it much either, but she took it like she was supposed to. Yeah, he could make Katie cry, then fuck her, he always enjoyed that.
Things were far from quiet in Katie’s dumpy trailer. Her young daughter was howling in pleasure like a possessed demon while an equally possessed satyr had his way with the young girl. “Ah’m gonna cum, darling!” he roared. “Ah’m gonna cum up yer ass! Lordy, lordy, Ah…. Ahhhhh…ahhhh….ahhhh….oh fuck me, baby girl!”
Suddenly all motion stopped, save for the continued rotation of Wendy’s hips and a hushed quiet filled the room. After catching his breath, Harry looked over at the astonished witness of the carnal coupling and grinned at the girl. He pulled his rapidly softening cock from the girl’s newly debased anus, leaving behind a ravished gaping chasm that was dribbling his whitish deposit.
“Ain’t dat purdy?” he said to the other girl. “Now watch closely,” he said taking up the role of teacher again. Sara stared in wonder as the gaping hole slowly closed up. “See, good as new,” he quipped just before leaning forward to kiss the seeping red orifice that had just afforded him such great pleasure. His tongue lashed out and licked across the freshly defiled hole. Poised to drive the tip of his tongue up the loosened passageway, he heard the sound of a key unlocking the door.
Harry leapt to his feet and barricaded the door with his bare backside. It was too early for Katie to getting home, but if it was her… The door pushed against him. Then he heard a man’s voice. “Katie! Katie! Let me in, damn it!” Harry recognized the voice immediately.
“She ain’t here!” shouted Harry.
“Who’s that? Harry? Is that you?”
“Yeah, Kenny. Now, go away!”
“What’re you doing in there? Messing with that little whore again?”
“ Ah’m baby sitting!”
“Babysitting! Bullshit! Now come off it and let me in, Harry!”
“No! Katie asked me to watch after Wendy and dat’s what Ah’m doin’.”
“Yeah, right. Yer doing her, not watching her! Now let me in!”
“No! Ya ain’t got no right! Katie’s rent’s paid and Ah paid ya! Now get lost!”
“Katie’s check bounced!”
“Dat’s not my problem, Ken! Now, go on or I’ll call the cops!”
“Don’t ya threaten me, ya old pervert!”
“Ain’t a threat, Ken. Now go on. Mind yer own fuckin’ business.”
“Well, we’ll jus’ have to see about that, asshole! Yer gonna regret the day you crossed me, Harry! I promise!”shouted Kenny angrily. Kenny wasn’t used to his tenants standing up to him.
“Is dat a threat?” Harry shot back.
“No, it’s a promise, Duffus!” Kenny shouted back.
Harry listened for a minute and considered his options and what might happen next. He knew Kenny quite well and knew that the revengeful owner of Shady Acres would seek retribution. If it had just been Wendy, he might have let him in, but with Sara… Kenny would have raped the girl and Harry would have none of that. Hearing nothing he turned and looked out the window of the door. Kenny was walking away.
Harry had a real good idea what would happened next because it had happened before. One of the tenants was using his little girl to supplement his meager income. Kenny wanted in on the action, but didn’t want to pay. When he was refused entrance, Kenny called the cops catching the father and two of his buddies in a compromising situation with the little girl.
Quickly Harry locked the door and then turned to the two curious girls. “Party is over, girls. Get yer clothes on an’ be quick about it! In ten to fifteen minutes, the cops’ll be here. Go on, hurry up! Get yer asses moving!”
For the next few minutes the three scurried about, getting dressed, closing up the sleeper sofa and cleaning up in general. As Harry expected, he saw the headlights of a car pull up. A moment later, accompanied by an urgent pounding on the door, came the announcement, “Police! Open up!”
Harry rose from the hastily assembled Scrabble game and opened the door, the funky odors of a few moments before, now disguised by a quick spray of room freshener. “Wha’s da problem, officer?” he asked respectfully.
The police officer pushed his way by Harry and into the trailer. “Who are you?” the officer inquired as he looked about. In the background an old horror flick was on the television set.
“Harry Butts,” he replied to the giggles of the two girls sitting at the kitchen table. “My daddy had a sense of humor,” he explained to the suspicious officer. “Everybody jus’ knows me as plain ole Harry. Ah lives next door. Katie had to work late tonight an’ axed me to look after these youngun’s.”
“Who’s Katie?”
“Katie lives here. Dat’s her little girl, Wendy.” Wendy cheerily waved at the officer. “And dat’s Sara, Wendy’s friend.”
“Have you been drinking?”
“Had a beer or two a few hours ago. Is dat a problem? Ya know, it ain’t a good idea to drink in front of the kids. Her mama wouldn’t like dat, Ah ken tell ya dat fer sure.
“But I’ll tell ya what, a few minutes ago the manager of the trailer park came by. He must’ve been drunk. He was a cursin’ and a raisin’ hell. Said some awful things ‘bout Katie dat these girls shouldn’t hear. He wanted to come in… Hell, he tried to bust in, but Ah wouldn’t let him!”
The officer looked over to the girls and asked, “Are you two okay?” Both nodded that they were indeed fine.
Turning back to Harry the officer apologized, “Sorry to bother you, sir. But we got this complaint… from the man you just spoke of. I’ll go have a talk with him. He won’t bother you again. Goodnight.”
With the cops gone, Harry plopped down on the sofa and had sigh of relief. Soon the two girls were next to him, one on each side.
“I hate, Kenny,” said Wendy. “He’s always hurting Mama and is just plain mean. Thanks for not letting him in.”
“Oh, Kenny’s not such a bad guy,” waxed Harry, “when he's sleepin'. But, he is good wid his dick, as ya well know.”
“Mr. Kenny?” Sara incredulously asked Wendy. “You had sex with Mr. Kenny? Ewwwwww !”
“I didn’t have much choice, it just happened,” Wendy answered in a piqued tone.
“It happened alright and ya enjoyed it,” Harry added with a snort. “Don’ lie. There’s ain’t no secrets here.”
“Yes, I did enjoy it,” admitted Wendy. “You let him in last time, so why didn’t you let him in tonight?”
“Ah didn’t let him in da other night… he barged in, remember? An’ Ah didn’t let him in t’night ‘cause finding Sara here, buck naked and in the middle of a fuck lesson, he’d get the wrong idea. He’d rape her. Ah know he would. Just like he would’ve raped ya last night, Wendy, if ya weren’t so eager for more cock.”
“Well, I hate him anyway,” Wendy flippantly said. “The more so if he’d hurt Sara.”
“Well darling, he’s gonna fuck ya again, Ah kin promise ya dat, jus’ like Ah’m gonna fuck ya. Dat is… often, if ya get my drift?”
“Harry, you can do me again and again. Matter of fact, I’d be disappointed if you didn’t fuck me three times a day!”
“Three times a day?! Girl, yer asking a lot, ya know! Ah’ll be glad to put the pecker to ya, an’ often, but Ah’m not as young as once was.”
“What about me?” asked Sara.
Harry turned to her. “Dat’s not fer me to say. But if ya want, Ah’ll see if Ah kin get it up again though.”
“You haven’t even touched him yet,” said Wendy to her friend in feigned haughtiness.
“Maybe I will,” shot back her friend.
“Wanna touch him now?”
Harry sat back as Katie’s precocious daughter worked at his belt and zipper. At the appropriate time, he lifted his ass off the sofa and let the girl pull his pants and underwear down. “Cops might come back,” warned Harry, “so as much as I hate to say dis, ya two girls ought to stay dressed in case we gotta move real quick again.” Harry then put his hands behind his head and slouched down on the sofa. Staring up at the ceiling he relished the feel of two hands touching and playing with his cock. Once his flaccid member began to waken, he felt only one hand on his cock. Without even looking he knew it was Sara’s hand.
“It so soft and it’s growing,” whispered the girl in awe as the he became erect in her hand. “Now is so hard! Wow, I never…” She continued her initial exploration into the anatomy of men, feeling the head, the entire shaft and discovering the feel his mature ball sack and the jewels contained therein.
Hot breath soon bathed his manly stalk. He glanced down, mildly disappointed that Sara was still sitting upright, her attention focused on what Wendy was doing. Whatever disappointment he might have felt evaporated when he felt the first soft kiss at the base of his dick, then a succession of tender kisses along the underside of his cock, slowly working upwards until the kisses were directly on the sensitive crown.
The warm wet kisses to his pecker-head ceased and in his peripheral vision he saw Wendy sit upright. “Go on, you try it,” Wendy urged her timid friend. “It feels nice.”
Harry waited and waited. He wanted to growl, “Suck it!” but he refrained, lest he permanently ruin a good thing. He forced himself to continue looking up at the stained ceiling, yellowed from years of tobacco smoke. Then he caught sight of a slight motion. Glancing down he saw the red hair covering his crotch and then the exquisite feel of her first tentative kisses to his pecker. A few moments later he felt his cockhead engulfed by her virgin lips and surrounded in the warm wetness of the teen’s virgin mouth.
“Fuck yeah!” the older man hissed in pleasure. His head lolled to the side and his eyes met Wendy’s. The two casual conspirators to the despoiling of young Sara smiled at each other. Tonight, they could both claim victory.
She worked her mouth on his erection, caressing ole Harry with her tongue, and then slowly withdrew, dragging her lips along his vein crossed length. When she reached the super smooth glans, she let Harry’s cock pop completely out of her mouth. Again she let her lips slide over the arrow shaped head of his cut cock. Soon the middle aged hairy mechanic was lost in his own little world of blowjob bliss. Time did not matter, it only mattered that the young red-headed girl was sucking his cock. As inexpert as she was, it wasn’t a great blowjob, but it certainly did the trick; besides, Old Harry knew that in the coming days and weeks, she'd get better at it, much better.
The first spurt took her by surprise, and Harry felt Sara start. She moaned in pleasure as the second spurt gushed over her tongue, and then held her lips tight around his girth. It wasn’t a torrent like his first cum of the evening, but with every pleasurable jerk, Harry’s cock disgorged his hot fluid into her mouth. She didn’t seem to notice, or if she did, she didn’t mind his ejaculation, indeed she seemed to relish it.
Even after he was spent and his cock had deflated, she continued to suckle his dick in the hopes of coaxing more of the man-juice that was promised to make her budding tits grow large. He was totally spent and even if she had offered him her cherry, Harry knew that he wasn’t going to get it up again anytime soon.
Finally she let his limp dick slither from between her lips, but instead of sitting up, she then proceeded to lap and lick his ball sack. This surprised Harry as most girls and women would just let the oral adventure end, but Sara was now on a quest of her own, experiencing the tactile feel of a man’s organs on her sensitive lips, lips that would someday eagerly caress men and boys cocks alike, and satisfy whatever man was lucky enough to be with her. She had enjoyed her first lesson in oral sex and didn’t want it to end. Harry, for his part, let her do whatever she wanted for as long as she wanted.
“I’m so beat!” complained Katie to Roxie as they drove away from Randy’s after the Friday night closing. “Do all the guys who come here have such big cocks?”
“You aren’t complaining are you?” asked her ride.
“No, it’s just that I feel so stretched out. Jesus, that last guy nearly killed me! He didn’t look like much, but he had weapon, not a dick!”
“Other than that, how’d you make out?”
“Gosh, I think I made more money tonight than I ever made in a week waitressing.”
“Tomorrow night will be even better. You’ll see.”
“I hope so. You know, being a professional whore isn’t so bad. I’ve always been a whore. As long as I can remember some guy was sticking his dick in me and I was loving it. But making this much money for just having fun… I don’t know why I didn’t do it before.”
The two women thereafter rode in silence to Katie’s dump. Both had had hard nights and Roxie knew that tomorrow night would be even harder, but still it was the two big money nights and a girl had to do what a girl needed to do. No need complaining.
Katie directed Roxie through the maze of winding roads that snaked through Shady Acres Trailer Park and to the rundown trailer that had been her home for as long as she could remember. Even so, it wasn’t hers, it was Kenny’s, a fact he continually reminded her of and took advantage of.
“Thanks, I owe you,” said Katie as she slid out of the car.
“No problem. I’ll see you tomorrow night.”
“’Night!”
Katie fumbled about for her keys and when she found them, let herself in the darkened trailer. First thing she did was check up on Wendy. Stealthily opening the bedroom door, she saw the two girls in the double bed. She frowned when she realized that they were both naked. ‘Oh, what the hell,’ the mother thought to herself. ‘It’s nothing I haven’t done. Still, when I have the time, I’d better have a talk with her.’
Quietly the mother closed the door and slipped into the bath. She hung up her dress as she would need it again tomorrow night as her other new dress had already been ruined.
After a quick shower to rinse away the night’s grime, she went to her own bedroom. She didn’t need or want the light, as she knew her way around the entire trailer in the dark. Climbing into bed, she discovered the bulky hairy body of a bed partner for the night.
“Harry!” she hissed. “Harry!”
“Wha? Huh?”
“What are you doing here?”
“Sleepin’.”
“I see that, but why in my bed?”
“Dat’s a stupid question,” Harry replied as he mounted her with practiced ease.
“I’m tired, Harry,” she protested.
“So am I, but I gotta collect my towing fee, ya know.”
“Just be quick about it then, will you?”
“Ah don’ do quick,” he replied as his cock found her female passage. But he was quick, at least quick for Harry. He pumped her for just a few minutes or so and rolled them both over onto their side where he gently and leisurely stroked his cock in her cunt for less than another minute. It wasn’t that Harry needed a fuck, but he knew that if he didn’t mount her, she’d be suspicious of why he didn’t fuck her, and Harry didn’t need any questions from a suspicious mother. She’d know soon enough, but why risk her wrath now? Harry hadn’t even noticed that it was a one-way deal and soon his motions ceased, both he and she fast asleep after a long hard night.
Early the next morning, before any of the females had awakened, Harry donned his trousers, grabbed his shirt, shoes and socks and trudged back to his own filthy trailer conveniently located next door to Katie’s. He knew it was best to vamoose before Katie started asking questions… besides he needed to fix her car and in return assuring himself of a toss in the hay.
It was only a loose wire and it took him all of five minutes to find and fix it. With that job done, he was working on another customer’s car when to his surprise Zeke showed up at his shop.
His pleasant memories of shagging Wendy two nights in a row and getting a blow job from her red-headed friend where shattered when Zeke calmly showed him a clip from the video. It was short clip, four minutes in total length, but it showed everything that needed to be shown, Harry having sex with the under-aged girl. The quality was very good too, leaving no doubt about who was who. He’d never gotten along with Zeke, so Harry expected the worse.
“Here’s what I want you to do, Harry,” Zeke began. “I’m rather fond of Katie. She may be a whore, but she’s a sweet, good hearted whore. Now I don’t mind you getting a little from her now and then, but quite frankly, the way you have taken advantage of her for years pisses me off.”
“Ah fixes her car for her for free, whenever it needs fixin’,” Harry defended.
“Yeah, and ya fix that rusted out heap jus’ enough to keep it running for a few days and then ya have to fix it again. Fix it and collect.”
“Dat’s between me and Katie!”
“Not anymore. It’s now between you and me. Now listen up! Here’s what yer gonna do to make things right for Katie. Yer gonna scrap that piece of shit and go out and buy her a decent car… say a new Mustang convertible. Then yer gonna give it to her as a thank ya for all she’s done for ya all these years… Understand?”
“What if Ah don’ do it?”
“Really, Harry, yer not that dumb, are ya? All I gotta do is send this clip to the cops and you’ll be rotting in jail with only yer hand for entertainment. Look, ya can keep on fuckin’ Katie, but yer gonna do right by her. So what’ll it be? A grateful neighbor who’s free with her pussy or do ya wanna get cornholed every night by yer new cellmate?”
Kenny was already in a foul mood that morning when Zeke strode into his office. By the time Zeke had left, he was furious. Throwing everything on his desk onto the floor he cursed, “God damned blackmailing mother fucker!”
“What is it, Kenny?” Nora asked.
“Nothing, not a damned thing,” he replied gruffly.
“It must be something to get you so upset,” she pressed.
“Shut the fuck up! Just shut the fuck up!”
“Fuck you, Kenny! You can fix your own god damned meals from now on!”
“Fine! Pack your shit, bitch, and get the hell out my house!”
Knowing that she had hard night, Zeke waited until late afternoon before going to see Katie. Using his key, he let himself in. He was pleased to see that Wendy was home and rather skimpily dressed, but not so pleased to see that her red haired friend, Sara was there too.
“Where’s yer mama?” he asked.
“Still sleeping,” Wendy answered.
“I need to talk to her… in private. So why don’t ya’ll take a walk or somethin’. I ain’t gonna be too long.”
“Just long enough for a quickie?” Wendy asked cheekily.
“Uh, yeah, but I really do need to talk with her.”
“You could talk to us,” the girl replied cryptically with a grin.
He regarded the two sniggering girls thinking to himself, ‘Is she saying what I think she’s saying?’ He cut a glance over at his TV/computer set up and wondered what it had captured last night. ‘That can wait,’ he told himself. ‘First things first.’ Not caring what the two girls might overhear, he made straight away to Katie’s bedroom, opened the door and slipped inside.
He quickly disrobed and crawled into the sack with Katie. “Mmmmmm,” she moaned as he snuggled into her bare flesh. “Did you fix my car, Harry?”
“Yeah, he fixed it,” replied Zeke.
Katie bolted upright. “Zeke! What are you doing here? Get out! Get out! Get out!”
“Now, now, now! Calm down will ya?”
Outside, the girls heard Zeke yelp as Katie grabbed him by the balls. “Ah, fuck! Let go, damn it, let go!”
“I want my money!” Katie answered. “All of it!”
“What are ya talking about?”
“So you’re my pimp?! Randy is paying you half of my earning! I want all of my money, damn you!”
“What?” Her grip tightened on his nuts. “Oh, that! Look, I don’t want yer money. I just claimed to be yer pimp so Randy wouldn’t claim it for himself. I’m giving ya all of it. I was just watching out for ya, that’s all.”
The grip lessened. “Really?”
“Yes, really! Now let go!”
To his dismay the grip tightened slightly. “Why should I believe you? Kenny says your check bounced for the rent, and you didn’t pay the electric bill like you promised me you would.”
“I paid Kenny in cash for the rent. Besides there ain’t been enough time for a check to bounce.”
“Really?”
“Yes, really! Let go!”
“But you didn’t pay the electric bill.”
“Whadda ya mean?”
“They turned the power off.”
“Ya got power!” Zeke confidently declared.
“Only after Kenny fixed it for me.”
“Fixed it? That sneaky bastard. He just pulled the main breakers to make ya think that they had cut off the power.”
“Really?”
“Really… Now please let go of my balls!” To Zeke’s relief, she released his testicles.
“Okay, but I still told you not to come around here when Wendy’s home. Where is she?”
“In the other room with Sara.”
“Then you had better leave.”
“No, Katie, I’m not leaving. Listen, I’ve fixed things up for you.”
“What do you mean, Zeke?”
“Harry’s out buying ya a freakin’ new car today, that’s what… a Mustang convertible.”
“What? No way!” snorted Katie.
“It’s true. And Kenny, he’s going to buy ya a new double wide and let ya live in it rent free.”
“You can’t be serious. Now I know you’re lying.”
“I ain’t lying, Katie. I’m serious and it’s the truth. A new car and a new trailer.” Katie sat in stunned silence at this news. Zeke reached out and took a bare tit in his hand and rolled her nipple between his fingers. “Now let’s get somethin’ straight right now. One, I’m staying here until I get tired of staying here. Two, ya ain’t never going to tell me “no” to nothing. Three, ya ain’t gonna to tell me what I can and can’t do. Understand?”
“Oh, okay, but how did you…”
“Ya remember that camera system I set up? Well, got some very interesting footage of Harry and Kenny fucking Wendy.”
“They didn’t!”
“They did and I got the video to prove it! Now as I figure it, it ain’t gonna d’ya or Wendy any good if we got those two clowns arrested and sent up the river. So… I leveraged it. Yer gonna get a new car and a new trailer. An’ jus’ to show ya that I’m willin’ to let bygones be bygones, I’m gonna buy ya all new furniture.”
“And what about Wendy?”
“Wendy? She’s jus’ like you, Katie. She’s gonna get fucked and fucked often.”
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