Perverts 'R' Us

Trexilia - Part 2

By Sarah ( F/F, F/g, ws, oral )

PART 2

The orange glow of the street lamp lit up Roses' large square faced watch, and through the scratched plastic face, she squinted to see the time.

The hands told her it was about "twenty-to-ten", and with this in mind, her ears were deafened by the screeching of a flash sports car in the distant cool air.

The orange light was now mingling with the neon colors of the newsagent's shop, and the dirty glass shop front invited Rose in to invest in a lottery ticket. She had been lucky that night… there was a big match on TV and no men were in need of her services, all but one guy who gave her a tenner for a messy blowjob. A packet of fags and some lottery tickets were bought with this sex money, and little did Rose know but she was to win the lottery big time this week, in more ways than one.

Hand on the door handle, Roses cheap rings scratched even more paint off the long pull handles and as she entered the shop, the CCTV picked her up and followed her closely as the lens whirred as it zoomed in on her.

Rose could still taste and smell the spunk in her mouth and she was sure the guy behind the counter could also smell her, but he wasn't bothered as he was furiously wanking off behind the counter and was videoing her for entertainment later on.

His hand was covered in his cum as he took the tenner off Rose and made sure his sticky mess was left on her dirty hand as he counted out the change into her hand. Rose knew what he had done and for his benefit she licked her hand and cleaned it of his smelly cum right in front of him. She winked at him, blew him a kiss and began uncovering the plastic off the fag packet as she turned and walked out of the shop. On purpose she dropped the packet on the floor and bent down, giving the assistant the view to finish off his second wank.

Closing the door behind her, Rose brought up to her sticky lips a cigarette and lit it, half closing her eyes as the smoke rose over her head. She teetered down the forecourt and started to walk home.

Still lit by the orange glow, the sports car pulled up slow by Rose and crawled at Roses walking pace. Rose carried on walking and as she did the passenger window slowly disappeared into the door.

"Hiya Lurv…. Looking for business?" Rose reeled off her opening gambit.

"Certainly am, 'Lurv'" Lynn replied.

"But you're a woman!" Rose bent and looked inside the car.

"Certainly am, and I need sex now…. How much you want?"

"Usually a fiver for a hand job, a tenner for a blowjob, twenty-five for sex and forty for everything…. But I don't know for a woman" Rose was intrigued as she repeated her usual menu, and was getting quite horny at the thought of 'doing' a woman, especially a 'posh bitch', a 'posh, frustrated, sexy bitch'

"Where we go, 'Lurv'?" Lynn was keen to know and get on with it as her knickers were sopping wet now and she could feel her thighs all sweaty and wet with her juices.

Rose hopped into the car and made sure Lynn got a good flash of her stocking tops and chunky thighs. The sports car being small and intimate was filled with the scent of Lynn's pussy, sweat and expensive perfume, and slowly this was being added to by Roses own excited cunt, her cigarettes and her very cheap, sickly scent.

Lynn explained that she wanted 'everything' and that she needed to climax…. And more importantly she had never done it with a woman, but just needed sex so bad. Rose directed her to a secluded cul-de-sac and they both got out of the car, and as Lynn instructed, Rose knelt in front of Lynn, head up her skirt and as Lynn spread her legs, Rose went to work on Lynn's cunt, sniffing, licking, slurping and taking everything Lynn had to offer.

In an uneasy maneuver, Lynn managed to lie on the bonnet of the Porsche, which enabled her to wrap her sweaty sticky thighs around Rose's neck and grind her disgusting cunt-stained knickers all over Rose's cheap, made-up, dirty face.

The fifty-something plump, dirty Rose, after all her years on the streets, had never been so turned on, and was wanting more of this 'posh, rich, frustrated bitch'.

Just as Rose's mouth was planted firmly on Lynn's lips and her tongue flickering around inside her sopping wet snatch, Roses face was subjected to a hot gush of streaming deep yellow pee, which Rose took like a real whore and loved every minute of the wet, steaming, yellow, fishy-smelling pee gushing into her mouth and over her face.

The pee wet her white blouse, making it see-through and wet her skirt through. Rose looked the ultimate whore.

Lynn was in heaven, throwing her head about, screaming, screeching, moaning, and groaning as she finally came three times in Rose's mouth.

Slowly Lynn, completely out of breath, shaking and wobbly on her legs, managed to compose herself, pulled down her hitched skirt and straightened her suspenders and her laddered stockings.

At the same time, Rose was busily fingering her squelchy cunt with frustration.

Lynn gave a rye smile and went down on Rose and for the first time she got a nose full of a woman's cunt…a '50 something' street whore's cunt, one that was loose with age and over-use and abuse and hadn't been washed all week, and which smelled not only of cunt juices, pee, and her sweat, but smelled of stale cum.

So much was the excitement of the moment that Lynn buried her mouth and nose deep into Rose's hairy cunt, and as she slurped and lapped at her filthy parts, Lynn pulled away and shouted out, "Pandora….Oh, Pandora…"

Realizing what she had done, Lynn pulled away in tears, threw the contents of her purse at Rose and shot off away from the scene of the night's filthy lust session.

All frustrated, Rose picked up her earnings (one hundred notes) and walked home, hoping to pick up a few clients on the way to relieve her frustrations, and wondering who 'Pandora' was….

Having gone through the blister-painted red wooden door, Rose threw her handbag on the sofa and kicked off her scuffed white stiletto shoes and, lighting yet another fag, went into the kitchen for a beer.

This whore was horny and in need of sex badly. It must be a disease passed on by her last pick-up… that 'posh, rich bitch'. She gave her the best sex she ever had and all she gave Rose was a load of pee, wet clothes, and the need to be fucked.

She took a swig of her beer from the cold can and went upstairs. She peered through the crack, and slowly let the door open so the landing light would filter through and throw light into the bedroom.

There she could see by the bed an ashtray, with half a dozen butt-ends thick with red lipstick, an empty bottle of vodka, and a black vibrator.

Rose's daughter was asleep and she could see her face…. still full of thick make-up and thick, red lipstick. Her eye lids were caked in black mascara and her blonde hair was all matted and lank, and she still had her hair in bunches with cute little bobbles that in no way went with all that make-up.

Slowly Rose entered deeper into the girl's bedroom and she bent down to pick up a pair of discarded knickers and socks and brought them to her nose to sniff.

She would never admit it, but she would finger herself while sniffing and sucking on her daughter's dirty underwear, and had often thought how much money her punters would pay for them.

These particular knickers and socks were so smelly and brought Rose to fever pitch, and she found herself hitching up her skirt and pulling her dirty knickers to one side.

"Wake up, SLUT" Rose shouted and began shaking her daughter out from her sleep.

"I said wake up, you SLUT! Mummy needs to cum."

The girl slowly woke, rubbing her eyes and making her mascara smudge. The white pillow she had had her head on was dirty with make-up, lipstick, and mascara.

As the girl woke, Rose mounted her bed and positioned her crotch over the girl and lowered herself down onto her, almost smothering her as she squirmed all over her daughter's face.

The roughness of her pubic hair was scratching the young girl's face and she had to spit out loose, thick hairs from her mouth. But it was all in vain as her mum then forced her lips into her daughter's mouth and even more coarse pubic hairs filled her mouth - so much so that she ended up swallowing some.

Obviously her daughter had done this before and she lapped at her mother's pussy like a cat lapping milk. In no time, mum had gushed her juices all over her daughter's slutty, made-up face, and then she did what she had never dreamed of… she peed all over her. Her pee was abundant, and in no time the girl's bed was wet through. Rose abused her daughter for another half hour, and when she had finished she walked out of her bedroom.

"Listen SLUT, you go back to sleep in that wet bed…. No changing it! You hear?"

"Yes Mummy" replied the girl.

"Go to sleep now! It's school tomorrow and Helen's mummy is taking you to school to make sure you go, as it's reading lessons tomorrow and you have to learn to read before you go to big school in two years' time…you hear?" Rose shut the door behind her and the girl was in darkness.

The wet bed and the smell of pee and her mummy's cunt had struck a chord and the little 9-year-old's fingers were slowly stroking her own pussy lips………

To be continued…….