Chapter 3

Olivia awoke; it was a new day and a beautiful one judging by the amount of sunlight streaming through her window.  She felt her chest and verified it was the real world, her B-cup boobies were right where they belonged.  The gigantic obscenities that had adorned her chest from her dream were still just a dream.  Rolling over and sitting up, Olivia felt a twinge of pain as she put all her weight on her bottom.  Her pussy was sore she realized, as the firm mattress pushed up against her sex.  That's new she thought. Standing up to relieve the discomfort coming from her loins, Olivia headed for the bathroom.

Her urine stream burned slightly as the abraded tissue on her labia got a full dose of her yellow waste.  I guess there's another item where reality sucks more than the dream she thought, recalling the amazing recuperative powers her pussy had in her dreams.  Carefully patting her reddened labia dry, Olivia pulled up her pj bottoms and headed for the kitchen, she needed something to get the stale taste of the pot out of her mouth.  The fact that it she could still taste the acrid skunky weed was unsettling her stomach at the moment.

"Hiya hon, how are you feeling this morning?" her mother asked as she sat there reading the paper and drinking her coffee.

"Good mom, but I need something to eat, I'm starving."

"Music to a mother's ears.  Can I make you something?"

"I'm good mom, I'm just going to have a bowl of cereal and watch some TV on the couch," she said as she poured a bowl of something sugary and bad for you.  "Oh, mom, I did something dumb last night.  I accidentally dropped my phone into the bathtub while I was filling it up.  I think it's fried."

"Aw honey, that was an expensive phone.  You have to be more careful with it."

"Sorry mom, I promise I'll be more careful."  

"Alright, let me see if I have enough money in my account to get you a new one, and maybe we can go out later and get one, ok?"

"I have some babysitting money saved up, I might be able to buy it with my own money.  Save you the bother."

"Really?  You have that much money saved up from babysitting?  Wow, I'm impressed Liv," Lauren said as she watched her daughter slip out of the room, and moments later heard the TV come to life.

"Do you think we can go out later and go get one?" Olivia asked.

I'm a little busy today honey, but maybe we can go out tomorrow.  Is that ok hon?"

"Sure mom, sounds great!" Olivia said as she walked into living room.  So many memories from her dream had happened in here she reflected as she walked around and sat down on the couch.  

How many guys did she remember fucking on here?  Steve and his friends, how many of them were there?  Like four or five.  Dr. Sanders, Alfred, DeShawn.  Glancing over at the matching chair, she recalled blowing the cab driver that gave them the ride home from the House of Skin while Stacy ate her pussy.  Such vivid memories.  What was vivid now was the tenderness coming from her pussy.

Olivia had to be careful how she sat on her tender bottom, it wasn't "call the doctor" painful, but it was a dull ache that didn't seem like it would be abating anytime soon.  "TV sucks," Olivia concluded as she grabbed the cordless phone off the cradle and walked down the hall into her room.  

"Stace, hey it's me."

"Liv!  Oh my God, I thought you would have called me last night to tell me what happened!  Well, how was it?"

"My crotch hurts if that's what you mean."

"Yeah, but is it a good hurt, or a bad hurt?"

"It was an adventure, I'll say that.  It started out amazing, then went to shit, then ended up I guess on a high note."

"Details, give me details!  Come on, this cryptic talk is killing me.  What happened?" Stacy practically shouted into the phone.

"Come on over and I'll give you all the gory details.  I'd come over to your place, but let's just say I don't think I'll be riding my bike for a few days!"

"Wow, he must have really bashed your pussy in.  I can't wait!  See you in a few.  Bye!"

"Oh, he bashed my pussy in alright, more like "they" bashed it in," she thought.  Putting down her cereal bowl, Olivia pulled her pj bottoms down and inspected the damage.  It looked normal, just red around the bottom of her labia with some white flakey stuff crusted around it.  White crusty stuff?  What is that from?  The memories came flooding back - oh shit, Aaron shot cum into my pussy, so did Sam!  Oh my God!  What if I'm pregnant!  Oh fuck!  Oh shit!  What am I going to do?  Olivia finished poking around in her pussy, it was sore to the touch, but there didn't seem to be any real damage.   

Her finger slowly probed inside and found it felt just fine, just the outer folds of her labia were tender.  "Probably from Sam's giant cock slamming into me," Olivia mumbled under her breath as she pulled up her pj's and went to pick up her dirty clothes.  Of course that included the shirt and skirt from Stacy's mom, and the gift bag she barely remembered dragging in the door with her last night.  "I gotta find a good place to hide this stuff," she said to nobody in particular as she started pulling out the sexy lingerie.  

Olivia held the bundle of soft silky underwear up to her face and inhaled, she could smell a collection of scents, the strong odor of pot along with other bodily smells, like her pussy juice along with a mingling of dried up semen.  It was a smell that she thought would forever be etched in her brain.  It was the smell of the beginning of something..., unique.  Olivia wasn't sure if she was ready to say she was on her way just yet, it was only one experience, but it was one that would beat the hell out of just about anyone else's "first" time.

Stashing the lingerie including the new high heels in a bag, Olivia buried it at the bottom of her closet behind a stack of books, being careful not to put anything heavy on the bag.  The thought of crushing the fine silk and wrinkling it all up actually made an impression on her.  It may have had some bad associated memories, but it was a gift from a man who cared enough to take the time to pick these items out for her, and it still made her feel good.

Olivia couldn't bear to pack the beautiful silk dress in the bag with the other items and carefully hung it up and put another dress over top of it so it wouldn't be noticeable.  It was far too pretty to either get rid of, or treat poorly as she reflected back on how well it clung to her curves.

Folding up the gift bag, Olivia pulled out the envelope Carl had given her, and opened it up.  "What the hell?  Where's the rest of it?" Olivia asked.  Counting out the money, there was only sixty-eight dollars in there!  Carl!  What the fuck!  That bastard, he said I'd make five hundred dollars if I had sex for money!  Where's the money then?  Where's his number, I'm gonna give him shit!
Dialing the number on the card she still had in her purse, she got him on the sixth ring.  "Carl?"

"Yeah, who's this?"

"It's Olivia, from last night."

"Oh, you don't need to remind me, I remember you very well.  How are you sweetheart?"

"I'm fine, but where's my money?"

"I gave you your money, don't you remember?"

"Yeah, but there's only sixty-eight dollars in here!  I thought you said there would be five-hundred."

"I said you "could" make five-hundred, if you let me set you up with a real client.  You said you didn't want to last night."

"Yeah, but what about Sam?  I thought you said he was willing to pay me for..., sex," she whispered.

"And he did, Sam isn't a client, he's a friend, and he gets "friend" rates."

"What are "friend rates" and why is it only sixty-eight dollars?"

"Look, you asked to have sex with him, not the other way around.  He paid friend rates which is whatever he has in his pocket at the time.  Sixty-eight bucks is what he had.  You should have caught him on payday, you would have taken him for over a thousand!"

"But I was counting on having the five-hundred."

"Why, you have something you need?"

"Well, now that you mention it, I do.  Sam didn't use a condom and he shot his stuff in me.  What if he got me pregnant?"

"So you need a pregnancy test?"

"I guess..."

"-And you need birth control?"

"Yeah, I guess.  Am I old enough to take it?"

"Of course.  Anything else?"

"Well, I was planning on using the money to get a new cell phone.  Mine got dunked last night and it's fried."

"No problem, I'm sure I can set something up for you tonight for the amount you're looking for.  Should I call you at this number when I have it all set?"

"Woah, wait, I didn't say I was ready for that.  I was just calling to see about the missing money."

"Well, there is no missing money.  If you want more cash and help with the other stuff, you gotta put out, ok?"

"Let me think about it, ok?  I'll call you later if I decide to go for it.  Alright?"

"Ok, but time is ticking.  If I get guys calling me, I'll send them out on a first-come, first-served basis and if you leave it too late, you aren't going to get the high rollers with the big bucks, understand?"

"Yeah, I do.  It's not that I don't appreciate the offer, it's just that I'm still pretty... unsure, and plus I'm pretty sore too."  Why she was telling this almost stranger all these details she didn't know.  In a way, he knew her better than anybody else in the world.

"Don't be silly, you'll feel fine by tonight.  An hour or two of your time and you'll have everything you need.  I'll go out and pick you up a pregnancy test and I have connections for birth control, plus I'll make sure I get a guy with enough cash for you to get the most expensive phone you can get.  What do you want, the new iPhone 4G?"

"Yeah, that's exactly what I had in mind."

"So that's a yes then?  I should start calling around?"

"Uh, I guess..."

"Done. I'll call you back at this number in a couple of hours and I'll tell you when I'll be picking you up."

"No don't call back here!"

"Well, then where?  I have to call you somewhere?"

"Fine, but make sure it's after 2pm, that's when my mom leaves for work."

"Ok, call you after 2.  See ya."

What are you doing Olivia?  You promised Stacy that you'd go slow and think before you act.  You've been sexual for all of one day and you've been naked with three guys already and fucked two of them, and you're being set up for sex tonight with another perfect stranger!  Not to mention that you had semen from three guys in you!  Yeah Carl said he's shooting blanks, but he could be lying, after all be did rape you!  Olivia wander around room deep in thought, wondering what to do to keep herself occupied.

Olivia glanced over at her cream from Dr. Sanders and wondered if it would help with the redness around her pussy.  Flopping down on her bed, Olivia swathed her pussy with the cream and gently rubbed it in.  It felt very soothing as her fingers danced over sex, making her think about the way both Aaron and Carl had played with her pussy.  It also made her wonder how other guys would play with her pussy.  If they all had their own techniques, if it would all feel good.  Olivia started fantasizing about all the guys she'd been with in her dreams and tried thinking back to how they'd made her feel.  How each guy had played with her cunt from her dreams.

As she massaged the cream into her labia, Olivia suddenly realized she couldn't recall anybody other than Reed spending much time between her legs doing anything other than fucking.  Her memories were of fucking almost exclusively.  Only four people from her dreams had ever spent any considerable time between her legs doing anything with her other than probing her depths with a dick.  Reed, Steve, Joey and interestingly enough Stacy, had ever eaten her out. Well she was still waiting for that in real life.  Aaron had started going down on her last night before he freaked out and split.  I wonder who'll be the first person to eat my pussy?  The idea was interrupted by Stacy barging in the door, catching her with her fingers dancing over her pussy lips.

"Oh, Sorry Liv, I didn't mean..., I mean I guess I should have knocked first," Stacy said as she stumbled through her words, suspecting she'd just walked in on her friend masturbating.  "I didn't mean to interrupt, sorry..."

"Oh, no you didn't interrupt anything.., wait, you don't think I was..., you know, masturbating?"

"Sorry, I just figured you were...., well that's what it looked like anyway."

"I was putting cream on.  I'm a little sore from last night and the cream is actually making it feel better."

"So tell me all about it," Stacy said excitedly as he sat down on her bed next to her.

Olivia started recounting the evening and as she told it, debated in her head whether she should give all the details including the rape and the after-events with Carl, or just make up the fairytale with Aaron as the one and only guy she was with.  What would Stacy think of me if I tell her everything, that I basically fucked three guys last night, one of them being a rape?  What if I don't say anything?  What kind of friend would I be if I don't tell her the truth?  So many questions, so much uncertainty.  In the end, Olivia figured honesty would be the best policy, and let her friend's opinion be whatever it was going to be.

"Liv, this is serious.  I think you should tell someone, like your mom.  She'll know what to do."

"What is there to do?  You should have seen me.  I was like possessed or something.  I wanted them so badly, well except for Carl, but even he made me feel amazing, as nasty as he is."

"But he raped you Liv."

"But I needed it Stace."

"That's a victim talking, he brainwashed you into thinking you really wanted it, just so he wouldn't feel so guilty about it all."

"I know what he said, the bit about the princess and whore thing, but he's right.  It was driving me insane when Aaron treated me like a little princess, I wanted him to just take me, and he wouldn't.  Carl did and it seemed like it was just what I needed."

"Yeah, but you said the first time was terrible."

"Only until I got used to it, plus he didn't really do anything to try and make it enjoyable either.  In the car was really amazing and at his place was unbelievable.  I think that had more to do with the pot he had me smoke.  You should try that Stace, you'd love it."

"So what about this Sam guy?"

"I really didn't talk to him much at all, he just kept staring at me while I was laying there naked smoking pot, and it was driving me insanely horny.  He just stood there watching me."

"That sounds pretty hot Liv.  So here's my next big question, what are you going to do if you're pregnant?"

"I have no idea, I'm praying that I haven't ovulated yet."

"Ok, so assuming you aren't, are you still planning on doing this thing with him tonight?"

"Well, I can kill two birds with one stone.  Three actually, I told my mom that I have enough money saved up to pay for a new phone, which I don't.  So I'd have enough money tomorrow for when mom takes me shopping, plus I'd have birth control in case I ever want to do this again."

"You aren't thinking about doing this more than one time are you?"

"No, I think just this once.  I really don't see any reason why I'd need to after this.  Once I have my phone replaced, and I know I'm not pregnant, then I guess I wouldn't need to..."  Of course that was all good to say, but Olivia knew that she'd have a hard time turning her back on the lifestyle.  Last night being what it was, had more highs than lows, and even though she was under the influence when she'd had sex, it seemed every bit as good in real life as in her dreams.  Most girls took years to sleep with as many guys as she'd done in one night, not that the real-world Olivia Hastings was in any hurry to break the record she set in her dreams, last night was just the exception she told herself.  "Look Stace, I'll do it this one time and then be done with it, ok?"

"Liv, I think you missed my point.  You can sleep with as any guys as you want, I'm just worried about your safety.  This guy Carl scares me and I don't even know him.  It don't like the way he's pushing you into this, that's all."

"So let me get this straight, you don't have a problem if I sleep with a bunch of guys for money as long as I'm careful and safe doing it?"

"Well yeah, if that's what you want.  But the way you went about it is what concerns me.  This guy Carl raped you and now he's recruiting you to be his prostitute.  You said it was an amazing experience, and I'll take your word for it, but they way you told it made it sound like you were more of a victim than a participant."

"It wasn't like that Stace.  It was almost like Carl knew what I needed and gave it to me.  How he went about doing it was scary, but in the end it worked out well.  It was scary but exciting at the same time, especially the part where I thought he was going to let those black guys have sex with me.  I was so scared, and then so relieved when it turned out he was really just messing with them. It was such an adrenalin rush, I felt so alive after that!  It was exactly what I needed."

"That does sound pretty intense.  What if they actually had the money, do you think he would have made you, you know, with them?"

"I don't know, but based on how good the sex in the car, and the after we got back to his place.  It might have been worth finding out!"

"With a bunch of strange black guys?"

"It would have been worth finding out if it was as good as it was with Carl and Sam back at his place."

"Really?"

"Yep really."

"Alright you sold me, sign me up."

"What?  You aren't serious?"

"That's right, you sold me, it sounds like an amazing experience, and one I'd be interested in trying.  I just wouldn't want to go through with the rape thing."

"Wow, I never would have thought I could convince you to...well even consider it.  And never mind about the rape part, it wasn't totally horrible, I did cum really hard right before he..., you know, stuck it in."

"How much did it hurt Liv?"

"Enough, but the pain was over pretty quick.  If you decide to try it, you should do what I did and bust your cherry first, so it doesn't hurt as much."

"I'll think about it.  Uh, just for fun, do you think you could help me make up my own ad?"

"Sure, or you could just contact one of the guys from my list and see if they're interested.  Send them a picture and see what they say."

"Could I wear one of your bathing suits for the picture?"

"I have a better idea, wear the lingerie I got last night, you'll look smoking hot in it!"

"Ohh, I love it!"

Making sure her mother wasn't going to interrupt, Olivia dug out the bag of lingerie and helped Stacy put it on, and even though it looked a little silly on her with her shapeless body and no boobs.  Her nipples did poke through and make for a pretty sexy photo though.

Uploading the pictures onto her computer, Olivia blanked her friend's face and prepared to send out her email.  Stacy was very particular in who she wanted to send her message to, and in the end only selected six guys to send her picture to.

"I'd recommend from personal experience, you mention that you might not be of legal age.  Saves your guy from running out the door screaming at you."

Olivia hit send and the girls settled in, killing time until her mother left for work.  Olivia was preoccupied with who Carl might find for her this afternoon, assuming he would find someone.  Shit, I hadn't even thought of that.  What if he can't get someone?  How do I explain to my mother that I thought I could buy a new phone for only $68?

Two o'clock rolled around and Olivia's mom left for work, leaving the two girls watching TV on the couch.  The car wasn't even down the drive before Stacy was sprinting to the computer checking to see if she had any responses to her email.  As she was checking, the phone rang and Olivia sprinted in the other direction.

"Hello?"

"Hey babe, you ready to have some fun?"

"Oh, Hi Carl, ummm, I guess I'm willing give it a shot.  When were you thinking?"

"I'm on my way right now."

"You can't come here, it's broad daylight!  My neighbors will get suspicious if they see a cab coming here two days in a row."

"Fine, where should I pick you up?"

"There's a convenience store about two blocks from my house, we passed it last night on the way here."

"I know it, I'll see you in about ten minutes."

"Wait, I have my friend over right now."

"Well, get rid of her, I'm not a babysitter.  Wait, is she cute?"

"Very, why?"

"Just curious, maybe she wants to hang out later after you're done."

"I'll ask, see you shortly."

Olivia walked down the block after parting ways with her friend.  Stacy passed on hanging out with Carl all by herself, but said maybe she would later on.  Personally Olivia was sure it had more to do with her lack of response to her email.  There were two responses and neither were very favorable, one guy went as far as saying Stacy should stop fooling around in her mother's underwear, the other said he was going to block her email address because he felt the picture was child porn.  Olivia saw the look of disappointment on her face and felt sorry for her.  

Carl's cab pulled up just as Olivia started crossing the parking lot.  Jumping in, she felt like she was returning to the scene of the crime.

"Hi babe, get over here and give me a little kiss."

Olivia hesitated, before leaning over and kissing him on the cheek.

"So whatcha got on there?"

"What this?  Just shorts and a tank top.  Why, is there something wrong with it?"

"Not sexy enough.  Reach over the seat and grab the bag back there," Carl said as he pulled out of the parking lot and into traffic.

Olivia retrieved the bag and found a white tube top and a spandex micro miniskirt.  Holding up the skirt, she said, "Are you serious?"

"What's wrong with it?  You'll look hot in it.  Just try it on, for me?  Oh and look in the bottom of the bag, I got your other stuff."

Digging deeper, Olivia noticed a home pregnancy test and a small plastic case, and a box of condoms.

"Fine, I'll try on the clothes, but can we go somewhere where I can do the test first?"

"Sure, but I think you're supposed to wait a few days first before you use it, but if you want you can try it now.  We're going to a friend of mine's place, you can do the test there. Plus I can always get you another in a couple of days if you want to test again."

"Ok thanks, but who's this friend and what are we going there for?"

"I was having trouble finding you a guy willing to pay what I was asking, so I thought maybe I needed some advertising for your future clients," he said as he pulled into a parking lot.  "Here pop this under your tongue," Carl said while handing Olivia a small white pill.

"What is it?" she asked nervously.

"Just something to make you relax.  Trust me you'll love it."

Popping the little pill under her tongue, Olivia felt it quickly begin to fall apart and dissolve.  It tasted sweet and bitter like candy mixed with medicine, all at the same time.

"Come on, bring the bag along with you," Carl ordered while swinging his door open.

Olivia climbed out and followed along, going through the back door of a plain looking building. Once inside, Olivia noticed what looked to be lighting equipment, as they walked into the next room, Olivia became aware they were in some kind of photo studio.

"Hey Carl, is this the lovely lady we'll be shooting today?"

"Sure is, can you do something with her Larry?"

"Oh sure, she's got good potential."

"Carl, what's going on?" Olivia asked.

"We're just going to take some shots of you for potential clients, it'll help us maintain a high profit margin.  Relax it'll be a piece of cake."

"Come on sweetheart, I have a makeup table, let's get you made up," the man said.  He hadn't even introduced himself and here he was seating her down and doing her makeup.  Five minutes later, Olivia looked in the mirror and was shocked at how good she looked, the guy was pretty good at doing makeup.

"Ok, doll, there's a few outfits behind that screen that I want you to put on.  We'll try a few and see how they turn out, ok?"

"Confused, Olivia walked behind the screen and saw five clear plastic bags, each one containing a number of clothing items.  Opening the first one was a short pleated skirt and a white blouse along with white ankle socks and a white demi-bra and thong underwear.  It was a school-girl outfit and actually fit pretty well.

Olivia stepped out from behind the screen and met with cat calls from Carl, Phil, and a new guy, a very attractive new guy.  

"Come on over sugar, this is Chad, he's going to be modeling with you," the photographer announced.  

Olivia was ushered under the bright lights while given orders of how to pose and what to do.  She was posing by herself and wondered why the photographer said Chad was going to be modeling with her.  Position after position, Olivia went through the direction and smiled the whole time.  It was actually pretty fun she thought as she went through her paces.  

"Okay sweetheart, unbutton a few of the buttons and sit down on the mat, give us a few underwear flashes ok?"

Olivia undid two buttons and did as requested and started flashing her thong, showing a fair amount of flesh as she did it.

"Ok, unbutton it all the way and let it fall open."

Olivia did as instructed as she was told to slip the blouse off, then the skirt, and then modeled shot after shot in just her bra and thong.

"Ok, Chad, get in there."

Olivia looked up and she was joined under the bright lights by the hunky guy Chad.  He was wearing nothing but a pair of briefs and it looked like he was packing a serious bulge in front.  He acted very professional as they posed together with him leading her through their various poses.

The poses began getting more sensual as his hands slid up and down her body.  Olivia tried following suit by letting her hands roam all over his hard muscled body.  He was way too good looking, and touching his naked skin was getting her hot, literally.  The touching was producing very erotic sensations in her body as the two moved from pose to pose.  Olivia didn't know if was from the hot lights, the effects of the pill Carl had given to her, or just from the sexual tension she was feeling, but either way, she was getting aroused by the man.

"Ok, now the oil."

Olivia saw Chad grab a bottle of baby oil and squeeze some into his hand, then proceeded to rub it all over her body.   Olivia was loving it, his touches were very gentle and sexy as he caressed her body.  His touch was producing feelings she'd never felt before, it was like her skin was suddenly three times more sensitive than she'd ever felt.

"Lose the bra, then the thong, then you do him, ok sweetie."

Olivia felt Chad reach around and unsnap her bra, then gently slip it from her breasts.  Squirting more oil onto his hands, he lightly rubbed the oil all over each of her breasts, paying particular attention to her nipples.  Olivia moaned as Chad took position behind her and rubbed both breasts at the same time, the feelings making her very aroused.  The photographer snapped close-ups of her facial expressions as Chad toyed with her globes.  Olivia spread her legs and lightly rubbed her pussy while Chad continued massaging her breasts.

Olivia felt the beefy guy gently pick her up to a standing position and put his hands on her hips, and slowly pulled her thong down.  The clicking from the camera captured every incremental movement of the garment.  He gently eased the white strip down her thighs until it was around her ankles.

Olivia watched as Chad squirted more oil onto his hands and approached her body.  With no hesitation he started rubbing the oil onto her tummy and worked his hands down until his fingers came into contact with her pussy and rubbed the oil through her patch of pubic hair and down onto and into her folds.

"Ohhhhh my........," Olivia purred as his fingers worked the oil around, coating her pussy carefully and completely before he grabbed her gently by the hips and slowly turned her around to face away from the camera.  Her ass cheeks were next as Chad slowly ground his fingers into her taught flesh, working the oil into her smooth skin.  The effect was immediate and powerful, she was ready to jump on him and fuck his brains out from the amazing job he'd done of oiling her body.  The way his fingers so gently slicked up her pussy, Olivia practically gushed at the thought.  Sure he was hot, but Olivia couldn't remember ever feeling so horny in her whole life.

Very professionally Chad ended the oil massage and waited for Olivia to do the same to him.  Looking at the photographer, he nodded, confirming she was to oil him up too.  Olivia picked up the bottle of baby oil and squirted a small puddle into her palm.  She started with his chest and noticed he'd shaved off all his chest hair leaving him with very smooth hairless skin.  Her hands worked the oil down to the edge of his waistband and that's where Olivia paused, wondering if she should reach down into his briefs or finish up with everywhere else and leave the best for last.  Feeling oddly relaxed and happy with the situation, Olivia felt emboldened to go with her instinctual if not hormonal urges and take charge of the situation.  "Lay down on your front," she said to her partner.  

Chad looked down at the very beautiful model he was being paid to work with, and decided anything she wanted to do to him was ok and laid down on the floor, his semi-erect cock pinned uncomfortably under his abdomen.  He thought she would just do the same thing to him as he did to her, but apparently she had other ideas.

Olivia sat down on the back of his one thigh, her oily pussy squashing against his tight muscles.  Reaching up she yanked down his briefs and exposed his cute butt cheeks and continued pulling the white fabric all the way down his legs.  Grabbing the oil, Olivia squirted a generous coating onto her breasts and lay down on her partners back before sliding her chest up and down.  She could feel her breasts crushing up against his strong back muscles as her nipples fired off messages to her brain from the stimulation as she slid her chest up and down his back.  Satisfied she'd coated him thoroughly, Olivia sat up and squirted more oil down onto his back immediately in front of her seated pussy.  Sliding her hips up and back, Olivia used her pussy to spread the oil onto his lower back and then down onto his buttocks.

"Are you believing this man?" Carl asked his pal Larry.

"Did you tell her this was just a nude shoot and nothing more?"

"Hell no, I wanted to see what she was all about.  She's one horny little girl."

"No shit, think I can fuck her after this?"

"Aw, she was a virgin last night. My guess is she's probably not ready, give it a couple of days and we'll see what we can work out."

"Fine enough, she looks hot thought."

Olivia slid her pussy down his thighs and coated each one thoroughly, arousing her body with every inch she covered with her slick twat.  Little moans and groans slipped from her lips as she massaged her pussy on his bare skin as she spread the oil.

"Flip over," Olivia whispered and partially stood while Chad rolled over onto his back, his semi-erect cock reached up to his belly button waiting for her to slick it up with oil too.  His cock and balls were shaven just like the rest of his body.  Squatting down onto his lap, Olivia felt her pussy smash up against his cock as she reached for the oil again.  She'd already put a nice coating onto his chest, but felt like she needed to give him the same treatment and squirted more oil onto her tits.  Leaning over Olivia locked eyes with the good looking guy as she slid up and down his body.  

She was using her feminine charms, hoping to arouse him as much as she was.  On every down slide, she could feel his cock getting firmer and firmer as it bumped into her sex.  

Satisfied she'd sufficiently oiled his chest, Olivia slid down onto the tops of his thighs and grabbed the bottle of oil again.  Dousing her hands with oil, she proceeded to gently rub oil up and down his cock using just the right amount of pressure to excite him.  His meaty cock looked huge in her small hands as they traveled up and down its length.  She marveled as her fingers traced along the outline of his cockhead, the slick thing lurching at her touch.  It looked comparable to Carl's big cock, only this meat stick looked tanned and pretty, just like the rest of him, plus he was super good looking and the combination of the hot lights and the pill she'd been given, were making her hot and horny.

Satisfied she'd thoroughly coated his cock, Olivia delicately massaged Chad's ball sack, watching the wrinkly sack of skin move involuntarily to her touch.  Fascinated with his beautiful tool, Olivia moved her hands back up to his cock, she stroked her fingers up and down the shaft, feeling the thickness as she wrapped her finger around his turgid member.  It was time to take it to the next level.

Sliding her hips forward, Olivia planted her pussy onto the underside of his cock, feeling it's firmness with her hot slick cunt.  Squirting one last dollop of oil onto the tip of his cock, Olivia rode her pussy up and down, feeling the slippery beast part her labia as she rode it.

"Baby, you better stop or you're going to make me cum.  You do know this is just a nude photo shoot right?  We're not having sex here today."

"We're not?  I thought that's what I was doing here.  I was all ready to."

"Well, I'd be happy to slide up into your sweet little pussy if you want me to, but you don't have to," Chad said as he gently pushed Olivia's pussy up towards the tip of his cock.  "If you want it, go on and get on it baby.  Sweet little thing like you is really going to love what I got baby, go on slide your pussy down on my rod.

Olivia was mesmerized by the sensations she was feeling coming from her pussy as she pressed her sex down onto his hard cock.  The pill was enhancing every touch she was feeling and overriding her sensibility.  When she first saw this Chad guy, she assumed she was meant to fuck him, that maybe this was the guy she was going to earn her five-hundred dollars off of.  That this was the "job" and the apprehension she felt when she first thought about it, seemed to melt away the more time she spent with him.  That the pill was partially responsible for her gradual loss of inhibition was lost on the young girl as she concentrated on the hot lump of cock meat she felt pressed between her labia.

Olivia suspected that the photo shoot was part of some fantasy he had for her.  Nope this was nothing more than what it appeared, just a photo shoot, just like Carl had said.  Olivia was the one that was making this into a fantasy, and it was all hers.  

Chad was pushing her hips down, she could feel the crown of his cock pressed up against her opening and he was trying to push his cock inside.  He was pushing and she could feel the head trying to gain entrance into her pussy and she wasn't stopping him.  She had no reason to fuck him, and yet she found she couldn't stop him as he pressed his cockhead up against her entrance.  

Not only wouldn't she stop him, but she actually felt an urge that she couldn't control, she wanted this herself.  She wanted it more than anything, as she felt the head slowly stretch its way inside.
"Oooohhhh," Olivia purred as she felt his slippery cockhead pop inside and slowly slide in, inch by inch.  Olivia felt the urge to push back, to seat his cock all the way inside her love tube.  Staring down into his eyes, Olivia saw the hunger as he continued trying to push her hips down.  Olivia could resist no longer and dropped her weight backwards, slamming his cock in deep.  "Oohhh God, oohhh God, it's feels so big," she moaned as his long cock bottomed out in her silky depths.

"Fuck look at her, she takes cock like a pro," Larry said as he moved in snapping shots of the full penetration as the two bodies started to move in unison.

Olivia felt like she was living her dream again as Chad lifted her hips up until she was almost in a kneeling position, her knees spread wide beside his legs.  It gave him room to thrust upwards at his own pace she discovered, as he started jack-hammering into her pussy with a force she hadn't yet experienced.  And it wasn't just the force of his thrusts, it was the speed too as his slammed his cock into her slippery hole at a lightning pace.  He was sliding all but the head out as he pulled out and sunk back in to the root with each upward thrust, easily displacing six to seven inches of flesh with each thrust.

It was overloading her senses as she felt their comingled flesh getting hot from the friction.  He was fucking her pussy faster and harder than she'd ever thought possible, and he kept it up for what seemed like forever.   How he had such stamina she couldn't understand.  She was moaning like a cat in heat as the nerves in her pussy fired off their electrochemical responses to her brain, driving her crazy and making her want him even more. Tossing her head back and forth as Chad pounded her pussy with his thick meat, Olivia's golden locks shimmered under the intense studio lights like fine golden silk, the ends dipping down onto Chad's well oiled chest as he thrashed away.  Other than her head which she couldn't stop from involuntarily moving, Olivia's hips remained still as Chad pounded his meat stick into her hot oily pussy.

Olivia was in a trance as the jackhammer in her pussy became still.  Looking down upon Chad's smiling face, Olivia focused his green eyes as she felt him start to slide out of her pussy as his butt dropped down to the floor.  Just as his meaty tool was about to slide out, his hands pulled her hips down, sinking his cock back in deeply as she sat down on his thighs.

"Spin around and face the other way," Chad whispered.

Rotating around, Olivia felt Chad pull her backwards until she was laying with her back on his chest, his hands immediately found her breasts and gently squeezed them as his hips began thrusting his cock into her pussy again.  "Ohhh, that's so amazing," she purred as she felt his lips giving her tiny kisses on her neck and earlobes.  Her head was swimming as sparks flew from all over her body.  Chad's thick fingers gently pinched and pulled on her pink nipples as her own hands slid up and down her tummy and onto her thighs, pulling them wide as she attempted to give his cock better access to her cunt.  Her own hips rocked in synch with Chad's as she helped seat his tool as deeply as her twelve year old pussy would allow.    

With her eyes closed and her body charged up with tremendous sexual energy, Olivia forgot there was a camera clicking away just feet away from her and again vanished into the land where the Queen ruled supreme.  She gave herself completely over to libido and her ever increasing state of arousal.  Olivia felt one of Chad's hands work its way down her slick and oily tummy until it found her clitoris, and there it danced around with practiced ease.  Her body was writhing against his as he worked her body up into a frenzy.  The little pink nub was firing off signals to her chemically clouded brain that removed any concern about who she was fucking or why she was fucking him.  The only thing that mattered was that the addictive feelings continued.  

In the back of her mind Olivia sensed a change as if she'd crossed a threshold, it was her lust that was fueling it.  Her body wanted more of these delicious feelings and didn't want them to stop.  If it was the Queen trying to come out then so be it, she felt an insatiable desire for these feelings now and knew she'd need to be a constant supply of it.  It felt too good for this to be a one-time thing like she'd told Stacy it would be.  Her body screamed "More!" as she lay there on top of this hard muscular man, his slippery cock sliding in and out of her fiery pussy, his hands stimulating her body, working her up towards the perfect orgasm.  Something inside her seemed to be working really hard to make sure the quest for these feelings become something she could not live without as she felt her orgasm getting closer.

Olivia was getting so close when she felt Chad roll sideways and gently ease her down onto the ground next to him, all the while keeping his massive tool buried to the hilt inside of her steamy vise. 

 He grabbed her leg and pulled it up in the air, spreading her legs wide.  Opening her eyes, Olivia watched as Larry moved in between her widespread legs to photograph Chad's cock slamming into her little blonde pussy.  Olivia laid there on her side, her oiled up boobs glistened with a beautiful sheen of oil and sweet under the hot lights as Larry snapped away.  All she could do was lie there and moan as Chad filled her pussy up with his hard cock.  She was getting fucked on full display in front of three men and all she cared about were the feelings her body was feeding to her brain.  His rapid fire thrusts were overwhelming her young brain as her body sent a barrage of sensations shooting up to her grey matter.  Her body was overruling any amount of common sense she might have tried to mount against her current situation.  She would do just about anything right now she was so aroused.

"Alright how about a little doggy position," Larry called out as the clicked away.

Olivia was in frozen in place from the assault on her pussy, until he stopped suddenly and pulled out.  Hands lifted her up momentarily as Carl stepped in and moved Olivia over onto a nearby stool with her bent over in a kneeling position.

Chad got up and moved in behind and slid his long cock back up into her waiting pussy and continued his assault, albeit at a much slower pace as Larry clicked close-ups of their mating and also of her reactions to his cock pounding.  Olivia was nearly oblivious from the state of arousal she was in.  Concentrating on nothing other than the incredible feelings his rod was producing in her body, Olivia threw her head back with her eyes closed and her mouth open, shouting out a silent scream as her body went on hormonal overload and went through her first orgasm of the day.  
It was her also her first orgasm under the influence of Ecstasy as far as Carl knew, and likely wouldn't be her last if he had anything to do with it.  Especially if she was going to fuck everyone like that while she was on it.

Capturing the whole orgasm on film, Larry turned to Carl and asked, "Does she do anal?"

"I don't think so, why don't we leave that for another day."

"Too bad, she's got a killer ass," Chad added.

"Ok, a few more shots like this and then get on the chair over there Chad, we'll have your sweetheart ride your lap.  She's got great legs too and it'll make for some great photos, especially with those white ankle socks she's still got on.

Olivia spent the better part of the next thirty minutes getting fucked in various poses as Larry captured her first photo shoot in high resolution.

"Chad you just about ready for the money shot?"

"Yeah, anytime.  What do you want, a cream pie or a facial?"

"I don't know, what do you think Carl?"

"I'm thinking cream pie, what about you guys?"

"Works for me, do it," Larry ordered.

Olivia was oblivious to their discussion, she was in the middle of another orgasm as she bounced up and down on the rock-hard cock splitting her pussy open.  It was hard to imagine it was only her second day of fucking, and she was on her third "real" guy already.  A far cry from the twelve guys she had on her second day in her dream, but the day was still young!

Olivia was just coming down from her orgasm when she felt Chad thrust up into her pussy hard and hold her hips down while he groaned uncontrollably.  He was cumming in her pussy and she'd let it happen again.  She'd been so wrapped up in her carnal pleasure that she'd forgotten to make him use one of the condoms Carl had purchased for her!  Her one goal today was to be smart and be careful and here she was feeling this hot man's beautiful cock spurting his seed into her unprotected cunt.  

"Okay sweetie, get up off his cock and try to keep the cum in there, sit back down on the wooden chair and give me a really wide spread.  I want to catch the cream-pie as it drips out, ok?" Larry instructed.

Olivia wasn't sure what a cream-pie was, but it had something to do with the semen Chad had just shot into her cunt.  Extracting her pussy from his hard cock, Olivia quickly sat down on Chad's vacated chair, and did as she was told, spreading her legs as wide as she could.

"Beauty, now lift your knees up and show me your pink."

"My what?"

"Pull your pussy lips open."

"Oh, ok," Olivia replied as she lifted her knees up high and scooted her crotch forward off the end of the uncomfortable wooden chair and reached between her legs, using her elbows to keep her knees spread wide, and pulled her labia open.  She didn't have to wait long as she felt the wet slime leak out and drip down past her anus and puddle on the chair.  

Larry snapped dozens of photos as Chad's sperm slowly dripped out of the girl's pink labia.  He'd saved up quite a load as the dripping took several minutes before the flow seemed to stop.

"Ok, Chad you're done for the day, thank you very much for giving us much more than we expected, and Olivia why don't you go and wash up, you have a few more outfits to model.

"Ok," Olivia replied as she untangled her arms from her legs and stood up, glancing over she watched Chad walk out of the studio and into the other room without even saying goodbye or even looking back.  It should have been more upsetting, but oddly enough Olivia was feeling just fine as her third real sex partner in her life walked out the door.  Briefly stretching her stiff muscles, Olivia followed Larry's direction to the bathroom.  Of course she was still naked, as she expected to be for most of whatever costume changes she still had to do.

Olivia found the bathroom and proceeded to use the hand towel in there to wipe the last drips of cum from her pussy.  Surprisingly it wasn't really sore although the oil did sting a little as she finished cleaning up.  "Oh, the pregnancy test, I should probably check to make sure I'm not pregnant, although if I have fresh sperm I me, will it be worth trying?  Maybe I'll wait a day or two to be sure and test then."

Olivia returned and found Carl and Larry waiting for her, and handed her a drink.  

"Here kid, you probably need to replenish your fluids," Larry offered.

Taking a big gulp, Olivia almost spit it up.  "What is it?" she managed to say after she swallowed down the harsh drink.  

"Long Island Iced Tea.  It's delicious, drink up, we have a few more shoots to do," Larry said as he picked up his camera to ready it for the next sequence.

Olivia drank the cool beverage as quickly as she could and went on to the next shoot.  Inside the next bag waiting for her behind the screen was a tiny bikini, which of course didn't stay on long as Larry snapped photo after photo of her posing in dozens of different poses, mostly with her legs spread widely apart.  

Another ice cold Long Island was waiting for her and she drank it down, just as the first drink was starting to hit her.  "These are really tasty, thanks Larry," Olivia said as she stood there fresh from the bikini shoot, still fully naked.  Tipping the glass back, Olivia drank down the last swallow and went to find her next costume.  

Two more shoots followed and so was another drink after each which Olivia drank down easily, the booze adding to the euphoria of the X.  The drinks were going down just as easily as the photo shoots as Olivia got into the rhythm and the sequence of the shots Larry was looking for.  Of course all the shoots were strictly modeling shots with Olivia as the star and each ultimately ended up with her naked and spreading her pussy open.  The last shoot Larry had her using toys and asked her to insert them into her pussy, which was cool especially since some of the vibrators were making her really horny.  She had an orgasm with one of the vibrators and Larry caught the whole thing on film.

"That just about wraps it up," Larry announced as he started packing up his equipment.  It was hard for him to say that since the young blonde was still working on her pussy with one of the vibrators as she reclined back on the studio couch .  "Unless you want that facial shot we missed out on?"

"I think we can kill two birds with one stone don't you sweetie?" Carl asked.

"Huh?" Olivia asked as she slowly sawed the vibrator in and out.

"Honey, I think you should thank Larry for doing such a good job of shooting you today, don't you?"

"Oh yeah, thanks Larry!" Olivia slurred as she withdrew the vibrator and ran it up and over her clitoris.  "Ohh God that feels so good," she moaned as she held the device up against her slit, enjoying the intense stimulation as the plastic device sent vibrations deep within her sensitive bud.

"That's not the thanks I was thinking about," Carl said as he watched his beauty start to climb up off the couch.  "Why don't you lie back down there and let Larry fuck you and then when he's ready to cum , he'll pull out and we can get that last shot, ok?"

"But I thought I was all done fucking here?"

"Well, you don't have to, but that's pretty inconsiderate considering Larry is doing all of this for free," Carl said, hoping she was drunk enough to go along with his request.  She didn't need to, but it was a good test to see if she'd fuck on command.

"Alright, I suppose, but he's not going to cum in me is he, after all, I haven't started taking those pills yet."

"Well, then get over here are start, then you'll be fine if he does."

"Really, it works that fast?" Olivia asked incredulously.

"Hell yeah, I should've given them to you earlier.  Seriously, let me get you a drink to wash them down with," Carl said as he dug out the plastic pill case and popped out two pills.

"Olivia sauntered over in her full naked glory and watched as Carl offered her the two pills and a glass of water.

"Why two?" Olivia asked.  Glancing over, she saw Larry starting to undress and figured, what's another guy going to matter, especially if I'm protected?

"One for yesterday and one for today.  Then you can start them tomorrow like normal," Carl replied.

Washing the two pills down, Olivia walked back over to Larry as he was fumbling with a video camera.  "What's that camera for?"

"Oh it's in case Carl's a lousy photographer.  This will capture the facial scene if he doesn't," Larry replied.  He wasn't going to miss out on capturing this on video, a smoking hot young teenager who was about to mount his dick and hopefully wear his cum all over her face.

"Why don't we start on the couch, you can ride on top.  You might want to oil my cock up, unless you think you're good and wet?" Larry asked as he took his seat on the couch.

Olivia looked down, Larry seemed quite glad to see her as his cock stood at attention.  Grabbing the bottle of oil, she greased up her palm and rubbed her hands up and down his shaft. It was normal sized and probably the smallest one she'd had yet she thought as she climbed up onto his lap and sat her pussy down onto his cock.  She was getting pretty good at this position now as she slid right down on his cock, the whole thing sliding inside her pussy without stopping.

She could hear Carl in the background clicking away with Larry's camera as she rode his cock.  She was having drunk sex again, and it felt great.  Larry sucked on her nipples, alternating between them and pinching the lonely one while the other was getting a tongue lashing.  Olivia was in her element, just like from her dreams, riding a hard dick and experiencing yet another building orgasm.

Olivia rode him hard for a good five minutes before Larry picked her up and repositioned her into a kneeling position on the couch.  With one foot on the couch and one on the floor, Larry pushed back inside Olivia's wet furnace of a pussy and slammed home.  A hand to her face made Olivia look up and find Carl standing right in front of her, with his pants around his ankles and the camera in his hand.

"Suck my cock babe while I get it on film," he said as he thrust his hard cock right into her face without any warning.

Olivia didn't even have time to protest before she had a mouthful of cock while Carl clicked away.  She was getting pounded from both ends and barely had a second to even register the significance of the moment.  It was her first two-on-one and it was being captured for posterity.  Carl's cock was similar to Aaron's except for all the flab hanging over his.  She could only fit three of four inches of his purple cock into her mouth because of his belly getting in the way, but she did her best to suck him off as Carl kept the camera pointed right in her face.

"Are you ready to cum Carl?  I am," Larry announced after the two had been double teaming the gorgeous blonde for a good ten minutes.

"Sure."

"Olivia, sit down on the couch and take turns sucking on each of our cocks and then we'll give you a facial."

Olivia felt Larry pull his oily cock out of her pussy and guided her to sit on the couch, which she gladly accepted since she was getting very tired.  It had been a long day already and it wasn't over yet as she watched both guys climb up onto the couch and offer her their cocks.

Olivia alternated between each, sucking one for a few seconds then the other.  Not sure what she was supposed to do, Olivia sat there looking up at the two men and at the camera Carl was holding, and waited for whatever was coming.

"Ok Olivia, sit there and don't move your face ok?   Whatever happens don't move, and open your mouth wide too, k?" Larry said as he fisted his cock inches from her face.

Olivia suddenly understood what facial meant and realized it would forever hold a new meaning for her.  Looking up she saw her first ejaculation as Larry blasted a shot of white fluid right into her eye, which made her instantly shut both eyes.  He didn't say I couldn't close my eyes she thought as she felt two more jets of semen hit her on the nose and mouth before finishing up with his jerking cock at the entrance to her mouth.  She felt three more shots of jizz hit the back of her mouth before it seemed to stop.  Holding her mouth open, Olivia resisted the urge to swallow just as Larry instructed her not too.  

She could feel him brushing the tip of his cock across her face and she could feel the trail of slime he was moving around with the fleshy knob.  Olivia could feel Larry's cock up around her eye as he used his cockhead like a paint brush and pulled the puddle of goo from her eye socket and painted it over her cheeks.  It was exactly at that moment she heard Carl announce he was ready and felt her second salvo of cum splatter across her face.

Carl doused her face with his seed as she felt considerably more splatters from his cock, and it seemed to go on for several more before his cock ended up in her mouth.

"Ok, hold it just like that sweetie, I want to get some shots of the cum in your mouth before you swallow it.  Can you open your eyes?"

"I think so," she responded as she opened her eyes.  Her vision was blurry as some of the creamy goo was literally in her eyes.  A few blinks and she could make out the two naked men in front of her, they were both holding cameras.

"Ok sweetie, use your fingers to scrape the cum off your cheeks and into your mouth, ok?"

Olivia could only nod as she still had a fair amount of their combined cum in her mouth.  Following orders, Olivia scraped as much of the slimy mucous-like stuff off her face and into her mouth and awaited her next order.

"Roll it around in your mouth with your tongue, that's it, open wide, good, got it," Larry said as he captured every detail in high res.  "Ok, now swallow, that's it, good girl!"

Olivia swallowed the effluent of blow jobs two and three at the same time. It went down with no problem.  Like her first blow job, it didn't taste like much, just warm and salty, like thick milk she guessed.  

Her face was still felt wet from their combined cum shots, but now it was starting to feel sticky as it seemed to be drying.  Oh well, better on my face than in my pussy, not that it matters now since I'm officially on the pill!  Yeah!  Olivia felt relief thinking she was now protected by the birth control pills as she sat there naked while the two men continued shooting her.

"Let's get you cleaned up girl, we have other stops to make today.  Thanks for everything Larry," Carl said as he put down the camera and started putting on his clothes.

Olivia went to the bathroom and used the wash cloth and the soap from the dispenser to soap up her skin and clean off the residue from the day's activities, paying particular attention to her pussy since it was kinda oily from Larry's cock.  She doubted she needed the extra lube as she was still soaking wet from her vibrator session, but she didn't want to get raw again like she had the previous day and used his suggestion. Now she felt greasy inside and wanted to be as clean as possible since there was no telling what other surprises Carl had for her.

Olivia went behind the screen at Carl's urging and came out wearing just the white spandex tube top and the white micro miniskirt and the white ankle socks.  

"Holy shit you look hot!" Larry offered.

"I have to agree, you do look hot, just like I expected you would," Carl added.

Olivia walked over to the full length mirror Larry had set up by his makeup table and Olivia gasped.  The outfit hugged her curves like a glove and left nothing to the imagination.  The outlines of her areola were plainly visible as were the twin bumps of her nipples through the thin stretchy material, and the skirt covered only a few inches past her crotch.  The tube top was either too small and the fabric stretched too thin, or it was meant to be this see-through Olivia concluded as she gazed at her reflection in the mirror.  There was no mistaking her sexiness, or the reason why she was wearing such an outfit; she was sex in the making.

Experimenting, Olivia lifted her leg slightly, like the same amount a person would if they were climbing stairs, and her blonde muff easily popped into view.  "Wow, I guess I'm going to have to be really careful with this outfit on," she concluded.

"You look smoking hot my dear.  Good enough to eat!  Why don't you sit down and Larry will fix your makeup, and then we can get going."

"Ok," she said and climbed up into the chair.  Other stops to make, boy I can't wait to see what that entails Olivia thought as Larry went to work.  Glancing in the mirror, Olivia was amazed at how good and how fast Larry was at doing a woman's makeup.   Brushing her hair out for her and fixing it up, Olivia stepped out of the chair looking hotter than ever.

"See ya Carl and thanks for the good fuck Olivia, maybe we can do that again real soon!" Larry called out.

"Uh, yeah thanks," Olivia replied not knowing what else to say.  Would she really do that?  Fuck him again?  Her ecstasy and alcohol clouded brain couldn't really think of a good reason not to, it had been fun and rewarding with so many knew things she'd experienced and learned.  Although truth be told, she'd much rather fuck Chad again than Larry, or Carl for that matter.

Olivia followed Carl out to his car and climbed in, no matter what she did, there was nothing she could do to keep from exposing her pussy in the tiny little skirt.  Her best solution was to keep her hands in her lap.  But of course Carl wanted access and she found his fingers drumming away on her clit as they drove along, and it was driving her insanely horny.  You'd think after everything that just happened, I "couldn't" get anymore horny today Olivia thought as she felt her lust building, and another orgasm approaching as she loosened up her knees giving Carl as much access as he wanted.  

It was obscene, a young girl letting a fifty-ish year old man play with her sex as freely as he liked.  She was puddy in his hands, both in her lack of resistance to his advances, and in her lack of resistance to his plans for her.  She couldn't put her finger on it, but she was letting the man do whatever he wanted with her and she was ok with it.  He was in charge and everything he'd done so far had been immensely pleasurable.  He was the master, and she was his puppet.  Maybe it was the four Long Island Iced Teas she'd gulped down, maybe it was the pill he'd given her, or maybe she was the slut from her dreams coming to real life.

Pulling into a motel, Olivia watched as Carl pulled all the way to the back.  She read the room numbers stuck to each door and noticed the numbers increasing up from 100.  Carl pulled in front of room 128.

"We're here, now this is what you're going to do," he stated, as if there were no other choices for her to make.  "Walk all the way down and back again twice, then cross the parking lot and go up and down the other row over there," he said pointing.  "Do the same thing, go up and down twice, if anybody comes out to talk to you, say you're looking for a friend but you're having a hard time reading the number on this piece of paper," he said holding out a scrap of white paper with some scrawl on it.  If they proposition you for sex, tell them you have to visit your friend first but then you'll be back, make sure you get their room number.  You can charge as much or as little as you want, whatever you make, I get half.  The guy you're going to see is in room 101 and he's paying a thousand dollars for you.  Five hundred for you and five hundred for me.  Now get going."

"Wait, do I have to have sex with everybody that propositions me?"

"Well I guess not all, but as many as you can.  More money for you and me, plus it would go a long way in paying for the photography costs from Larry.  He's not cheap you know.  Anyway, there's a dozen condoms in that bag from earlier, put them in your purse and get going.  If you run out, you're on your own.  You don't have to use the condoms, but understand that guys will pay more money to go without and now that you're on the pill, you can't get pregnant.  It's nearly four o'clock, you have almost seven hours before you need to get home, so see how much money you can make us.  I'll try to stay in the area, call me when you're done and I'll pick you up.  Now scoot!" Carl said as he leaned over and opened the door and gently pushed Olivia out.

Olivia stepped out of the car and immediately adjusted her skirt as her blonde pubic hair flashed into the daylight.  This wasn't the deal she'd agreed to.  It was supposed to be one guy only, but in her current inebriated state and with the ecstasy still going strong, Olivia was struggling to make an argument against what Carl was telling her to do.  Besides, it's what the Queen would want to do.  It was what she had wanted to do all along, but was she really ready for it?  Closing the door, Olivia leaned in and asked, "But, what if they ask for something weird or something I don't want to do?"

"It's all up to you sugar-pie, don't do anything you don't want to do, but at the same time remember, guys will pay more the kinkier the request.  Oh and if you get too nervous, here's another one of those pills,  pop it under your tongue like before, it'll help you relax.  Oh and try to avoid rooms with more than one guy in it.  Try to stick to one-on-one, you'll get through them faster and there's less of a chance you'll get your ass nailed."

"Huh, my ass nailed?"

"You only have one pussy, so anymore than one guy in the room and you're going have to offer another hole, and you only got two left after you cunt, you mouth and your asshole, so play it safe and stick to one on one," Carl said as he put the car in gear and drove away leaving a very scared girl, all alone with a mission to complete.

Olivia looked around and saw a few pairs of eyes looking at her through various windows, she suddenly felt very exposed and very nervous.  "Stick to the plan Olivia and remember you don't have to do this if you don't want to," she said out loud as she got her feet moving, heading for the far end of the row of motel rooms, her scrap of paper in her hands.

She made it all the way to the end without incident and turned around and headed back in the direction from which she'd come, feigning like she was looking for something as she glanced down at the scrap of paper and then back up at the door numbers.

About halfway down, a young man stepped out of the doorway on her left and asked her if she was lost.

"Well, kinda, I'm supposed to meet a friend here and I can't read the number on the piece of paper he gave me," she said nervously.  He was a good looking guy in his mid twenties she guessed.  

He was unshaven and looked like he'd just finished work that left his clothes all dirty.

"A friend huh, I could use a friend that looks like you."

"Really?  Well, uh..., I could always use more friends," Olivia stammered as she folded her arms across her breasts.  She'd noticed his gaze had settled down onto her tits and he was having a very hard time looking back up.

"You don't say.  How much would it cost be to be your friend?"

"The friend I'm meeting here is willing to pay a thousand dollars to be my friend," Olivia offered sheepishly.

"Holy fuck, I don't have that kind of money."

"Could you get it?" Olivia asked with a smile.

"I might, but what would I be getting for that kind of money?" he asked as he took a second look at her body, this time with a buyer's eye instead of just a casual gawkers eye.  This girl was available for a price and she might just be worth skipping his next car and trailer payment!

"Just about everything I guess," Olivia replied.

"Let me see what I can come up with.  I'll be back, don't leave without coming back here ok?  My name is Justin by the way," he said as he extended his hand.

Olivia shook his hand and immediately his gaze fell down to her breasts again.  "Ok, Justin, room 112, I'll do that.  Oh, you might want to grab a shower before I come back."

"Sure thing, don't forget to come back ok?"

"No problem Olivia replied and started walking again.  She made it all the way to end without anyone stopping her.  As instructed Olivia crossed the parking lot and walked along the rooms in the 200 row.  She was two rooms in before the door immediately next to her opened up.

"Hey missy, you working?"

"Huh?  Yeah I guess."  The man behind the voice didn't look like he could scrape together five bucks let alone a thousand as Olivia looked him over.  He reminded her of Carl, overweight, big and bulky with thick shoulders and the gut to match.  His grey hair and grizzled beard didn't do much to enhance his appearance.

"How much for a fine little thing like you?"

"A thousand."

"Not a chance!  How about four hundred and I promise to be quick?"

"Sorry, not enough, thanks for your time," Olivia said and turned to go.

"Wait, how about six hundred and I get you bareback and I get anal?"

"Sorry," she said and started walking away.

"Wait come back," he said loudly.

Olivia turned and heard his final offer.

"Eight hundred is all I can come up with I swear."

"I'll think about it, but I'm not promising anything.  I have to visit a friend, but I might be back.  Don't go anywhere," Olivia said with a smile as she turned and started walking again.

Business on the 200 side was brisk as Olivia could barely make it past three or four rooms in a row without being stopped.  Only a few guys were willing or had the money to agree to the one thousand dollars and Olivia was starting to think she was asking too much.  Guys with a thousand dollars in their pocket wouldn't be staying at a shit-hole motel like this she thought as she got to the end of the 200 row and found the end door opening.

"Hiya sweet baby, you want to party?"

Olivia looked at the guy standing in the doorway and he was hot, she could also hear voices coming from inside and could see at least one pair of legs laid out on the bed watching TV.

"I might be, are you looking?" Olivia asked and again watched as his eyes traveled up and down her body and came to rest on her breasts and specifically her nipples which by now had turned into hard little lumps poking out from the thin material.

"Yeah, me and my buds here would sure like to get to know you, how much?"

"A thousand."

"I think we can manage that," he said with a smile.

"Each," Olivia countered.

"Nah, too much, how about twelve-hundred for all four of us?"

"There's four of you?  Well, two thousand then for all four."

"Fifteen-hundred and we get to go bareback?"

"Two thousand and you get bareback."

"Hold on, let me ask the guys," he said as he stepped inside to speak with his buddies.

"Eighteen hundred?"

"Nope.  Two thousand, take it or leave it," she replied.  Olivia was standing firm on this.  She was already undercutting the rate Carl had laid out by half, plus there were four of them.  The guy talking to her was hot, but she couldn't see the other guys in the room and just assumed they would be much more fun to be with than most of the other guys she'd talked to.  Plus this was only a game so far, bartering for something that she might not even do.  No money had exchanged hands, no promises had been made, no harm no foul.

"You got a deal then," he replied.

"Ok, I have to see a friend first and if I have time, I'll come on over," Olivia replied and started to turn away.

"Wait, why can't we go first?" the leader questioned.

"Because you're cheap.  I'm going in order of who wants to pay the most.  If I get to you, I get to you, if I don't, I don't.  Simple as that."  

"What if we agree to pay more?"

"Make me your best offer and we'll see.  I know who's offered what and we'll see where you stack up."

"Ok, come back after you visit your friend and we'll see what we can scrape together, but don't go anywhere else before coming here first, please?"

"I'll think about it," she said and turned back around, crossing diagonally back to room 128 and started back down to 101.  It was time get things rolling.

Apparently the whole "can't find my friend rouse" was a complete waste as her clothing pretty much gave it away what she was doing here, walking up and down the rows of motel rooms.  She was a "working girl" as room 224 had called her.  She also figured out why the 100 side was so lame, she passed by so quickly that the guys either didn't see her, or didn't have a chance to check her out.  The guys from the other side could watch her from across the parking lot and they saw her negotiating with the guy from room 112.  They were waiting to pounce as she passed by.

Her second pass down the 100 row was much more lucrative as she made seven more stops to barter before getting to room 101.  Olivia noticed several cars leaving the parking as she made her way down to her first destination.  It appeared guys were going to get cash with the hopes they could be the next one in line.

Knocking on the door of room 101, Olivia was greeted by an average looking guy in jeans and an undershirt.  He was balding and wore gold wire-rimmed glasses and his room smelled like stale cigarettes and beer.

You must be Olivia, I've been waiting for you.  I noticed you walking up and down the rows talking to other men. Planning on working some more after we're done here are ya?"

"I was asked to see if there was any interest in that, yeah," she stated matter-of-factly.  She knew this guy would offer nothing in the way of sexual interest for her.  He just wasn't the type of guy she felt attracted to and the fact that he got her first was a disappointment when there was a room full of hot guys right across the parking lot, well one was anyway.

"You sure look much prettier than I expected.  Your pimp's description didn't do you justice," he said as he scanned her body up and down.  "Care to get started then?"

"Sure," Olivia said as she wondered what he wanted her to do.  Looking around the room, she saw a stark contrast to the palatial suite from the previous evening.  This was definitely a step in the wrong direction she thought.

The man, who introduced himself as Ed, unfastened his jeans and stripped them down, boxers and all, and proceeded to pull off his undershirt and climb up onto the bed. It sounded rickety and squeaky as he lay back down with his head on the pillows waiting for Olivia to join him.

Olivia stood there, he legs shaking a little, she was naked under skirt and the top did nothing to hide anything, so she did the easiest thing she could think of, she pulled the tube top down and the skirt up and instantly stood there with everything she had on display.

"Can you take those off, I'd prefer you naked, oh but you can leave the socks on and the running shoes, they're sexy.  Olivia grabbed her purse and picked up a condom and the tube of lube, just in case her pussy didn't feel like getting wet for this guy, and climbed up on the bed.

"Carl said you'd go bareback for what I agreed to pay."

"Fine," she said as she climbed up and onto his lap and started stroking his lifeless penis.  It took a moment but under her growing experience, it came to life.  Ed knew what he wanted as he guided Olivia through his wants which were pretty basic.  She sucked him off for a few minutes and then climbed onto his cock and slid it up into her tight vagina.  Her pussy of course was very ready and he slipped up easily thanks to her ample lubrication.  The ride was on as Olivia fucked her first paying customer of the day.

For a guy without much sex appeal, he was pretty good with his cock as he brought her to an orgasm fairly quickly.  Olivia like the variety as Ed switched around into several positions, finally settling on doggy style as he pushed her shoulders and head down onto the mattress and kept her ass aimed high.  She felt his cock slip back inside as he got her positioned just right and resumed his constant fucking motion.

"Why don't you diddle your clit while I'm fucking you like this," Ed said as he looked down and marveled at the shapely young girl.  She was worth her weight in gold he thought as he looked down at her, with her angelic face and her body made for sin, she was truly an amazing girl and one he'd like to get to know on a regular basis.

Olivia heard him and giggled, who says "diddle" anymore?  But it sounded like a fine idea as she reached up and started to fondle her clitty as Ed picked up the pace.  Olivia felt his hands tracing all over her ass cheeks, kneading and groping them as he used his hands to slam his cock home into her fiery wet cunt.  His hands kept pulling her ass cheeks apart and she could feel her sphincter reacting to the constant pulling motion.  It made her sphincter pucker open and then close, she assumed, based on the way her ass kept slamming shut.

She felt one hand leave her hips and trace over the top on her backside and then travel downward towards her pussy, his fingers were sliding around her entrance, teasing her labia as his cock seated itself into her depths repeatedly.  A weird sensation among all the others made Olivia pause, she felt what she thought was a finger sliding in with Ed's cock.  He was finger fucking her at the same time as his dick.  It was giving her a bigger stretch and it felt, kinda good.  The feeling continued for several minutes and intensified as she felt him slide what she suspected was second finger inside her cunt.  The feeling was getting to be very intense as she'd only felt a stretch like that one other time, last night with Sam and his enormous cock.

The feeling was soon gone as Olivia felt the digits slip from her hole and slid up to her anus.  He was starting to push his finger into her butt and although it felt really weird, she let him do it since she knew guys seemed to be infatuated with butt-holes.  The lubrication from her pussy made the entrance much easier than she expected, and her inverted position made her rosebud naturally want to flower open.  That and his incessant poking made her relax her muscle and take it more comfortably.  The second digit he poked in needed some serious relaxation control as her sphincter naturally tried tensing up as he worked the finger in as deep as he could push it.

Olivia settled in and resumed her clit manipulation as Ed fucked her pussy like a warrior claiming his prize, all the while his two fingers reamed her asshole out.  She felt a blob of wetness land around the entrance to her asshole where Ed's fingers continued plundering her, and found him try to force what she suspected was a third finger into her ass.

"Ed, I think that's enough, it's starting to hurt ok?"

"But I really want to fuck your ass, please.  I think it's loosened up enough now.  Can I try it please?"

"Fine you can try, but if it hurts you gotta take it out, or I'll leave, ok?" Olivia said from her head down position.

"OK, let me try to loosen you a little more then I'll give it the old college try," he said as he resumed trying to wedge three fingers into her anus.

Olivia concentrated on completely relaxing her body, making it as pliable as possible, and as Ed worked his magic with her back end, Olivia found the weirdness of the sensation was becoming tolerable and the pain from before more manageable as her tissues relaxed and stretched.

"I'm going to try it now, just keep relaxed ok?"

"Sure thing Ed," she replied as she felt his cock slide out from her pussy and his fingers slowly begin sliding out of her ass.  His slow removal allowed her anus to stay relaxed as she felt the digits replaced by the soft smooth crown of his cock.  Thank God it's just a normal sized one Olivia thought as she felt the pressure against her sphincter make her want to clench it up.  Doing her best to resist it, Olivia felt the head pop through and suddenly he was in her ass.  

"See I told you, you could handle it!" he beamed as he slowly starting sliding in and out, just fractions of inches at a time while she got used to the feeling.  "You ok down there Olivia?" he asked as he came closer and closer to seating his tool with each push forward.

"Yeah, it feels weird, like taking a poop backwards, but it feels ok.

"Well, it feels better than "ok" to me.  I can't decide what feels more amazing, your sweet little pussy or your tight little ass.  I'm thinking ass."

"Great Ed, glad you like it," Olivia replied as she felt his curly pubic hairs start to tickle her backside.  That could only mean one thing, he was all the way into her ass and she was now getting ass-fucked for the first time.  Wow, so many firsts in such a short time Liv, you really are trying to become the Queen of the Sluts in real life!  She felt Ed start picking up the pace and start slamming his cock home.  

He lasted only a few minutes more before emptying his seed into her bowels and then collapsing on top of her, driving her torso to the bed and trapping her under his weight.  "Uh Ed, you mind getting off of me, you're crushing me," she wheezed as she felt his bulky weight pinning her down with his cock still firmly planted in her ass.

"Sorry, I'll get up in a minute, I just need to stay like this for a while," he said as he supported more of his weight with his arms and making the weight on her back more tolerable.

Olivia felt warm all over as she remained there trapped under his weight.  It wasn't crushing, it was almost comforting as he breathed slowly into her ear whispering how much he enjoyed this experience and how much he looked forward to another encounter, if she'd have him.

Olivia nodded for lack of a better response, and relaxed her body.  It was like being snuggled by a heavy furry quilt as she felt his warmth encompass her body.  She really did feel his warmth, from the outside and from the inside.  "Ed, what is that?" she asked as she heard him let out a sigh of relief.  She felt a warmth inside her bowels were Ed's cock still remained.  "Ed?  I asked you a question, is that your cum I'm feeling inside me making me feel all warm?  Ed?"

"Ahhhh, sweetheart you just made my dreams come true," he said as he slowly started to get up and extracted his wilting cock from her gaping asshole.

"Ed, what did you just do?" Olivia asked, now starting to worry a bit.

"Something very special, now I have a big request and I'll understand if you're grossed out by it, but I was wondering if you'd follow me into the bathroom and help me out with a fetish of mine?"

"Ed, What did you do inside me?  Did you pee inside me?  Did you pee in my ass?"

"Please don't be mad, I know it sounds perverted but I've only ever found a few other girls who will let me do that, and none of them could ever compare to you.  Now please follow me into the bathroom and please hold the pee in for just a minute longer," Ed pleaded with her as he walked into the bathroom and laid down in the tub.  "Now you might want to pull the curtain so you don't see this, but would you mind squirting the pee out onto me?"

"You want me to do what!" she exclaimed in disbelief as she watched him stroking his cock like crazy while sitting there in the tub.  "I should just shit it all over you for doing something that disgusting to me.  I can't believe you did that without telling me you were going to do it!" Olivia screamed as she went over to sit on the toilet.

"Please dear, it would mean so much to me if you'd do it over me.  Don't think lowly of me, it's a kink I have and I don't understand it, but I would give anything for you to do that for me!"

"Forget it, it's just sick!"

"I'll double your money, please?  I'm begging you!"

"Double?" she asked incredulously.  "You're serious, double?"

"Yes and you don't even have to tell your pimp about it, it would be our secret," he pleaded as he stroked his cock at lightning fast speed."

It was utterly disgusting, but she had to expel the warm fluid immediately, and for a thousand bucks, she figured it was better than the toilet.  "Fine, I'll try my best, but only for double," she said as she stepped up onto the near side of the tub and stepped over with her other foot until both feet were straddling the tub sides.  Where do you want it?

"Anywhere is fine," he said as he fisted his growing cock and watched as the most perfect set of legs went up to form the most perfect ass he'd ever seen descend down into a squatting position and aimed her puckered anus over his stomach.

With a big push, Olivia felt her bowels give way and the combination of shit and piss, rained down onto the disturbed man below her.  Olivia didn't dare look down, and as the smell hit her, she held her breath and gave one final push and felt one final turd slip easily from her relaxed anus.

Standing up quickly, Olivia grabbed the curtain rod and swung over onto the floor with her eyes closed for fear of seeing the spectacle beside her, and immediately ripped the curtain closed as her feet hit the ground.  Without stopping to take a breath, Olivia grabbed a face towel ran it under the tap for a split second - not even waiting for warm water - and ran from the room, slamming the door behind her.

Wiping her privates, well not so private anymore, with the cold wet towel, Olivia cleaned her body and did her best to wash away the memory of what Ed had done to her.  She was repulsed as she thought about having Ed's urine streamed into her body and was glad it was gone.  Inside she felt dirty.  How do you clean your insides out?  Olivia's mind started wandering; even if I can clean myself out will I ever truly feel clean, or will it be a stain that I'll never recover from?  Olivia thought back to her dream and the memory of Joey using the pop bottle filled with warm water to give her an enema and wondered if even that would help her recover from the disgust she felt currently.

From the bathroom, Olivia could hear Ed masturbating furiously, sitting there covered in her feces and his own urine, his loud moaning was making her feel ill.  Finding her tube top and mini-skirt, Olivia stepped into them and adjusted the clingy material until it covered as much of her flesh as it was going to.  Gathered her purse to leave, Olivia realized she still needed to get paid.  "Ed, I need my money!" she shouted out.

"I'll be done in a minute," he shouted back as his groans got louder and louder until finally reaching a crescendo.  The sound of the shower running followed shortly thereafter.  Olivia realized she was trapped in here waiting for Mr. Strange to clean her poop off his chest.

Looking into her purse, Olivia looked at the linked packages of condoms and thought that if she'd made Mr. Poopy wear one, her bowels would still be clean, maybe much more compacted, but clean.  The little pill was sitting there too, waiting for her to scoop it up toss it back when the moment called for it.  That moment was calling.  Popping the pill into her mouth, Olivia felt the familiar bitter-sweet taste as it dissolved in her mouth.

Carl's phone number was there too and she was wondering if she should just call him and be done with the day.  She'd have a thousand dollars in her pocket once Ed paid her and that was a lot of money.  Carl would be disappointed if she bailed, but the anguish she was feeling over her first encounter was extremely troubling.  Maybe it would be like her first time having sex, the first one sucked, the ones to follow much, much better.

She was lost in thought when she noticed the silence; it alerted her that Ed was out of the shower.  The door opened minutes later and Ed walked out of the bathroom buck naked, and he looked like any other guy with his floppy cock and gut hanging out.

"Olivia, I'm sorry I didn't warn you about my kink, I was afraid you'd run away screaming if I told you beforehand.  Can you stay longer or have I freaked you out too much?" he asked as he stood there apparently quite comfortable being naked.

"I think I should go.  Do you mind paying me now?" Olivia said.  Her response sounded rude as the words came out, but she really just wanted to be away from the man, as sincere as his comments sounded.

"I understand, I was just hoping that I might be able to see you again the next time I'm in town and I was hoping that we could part tonight on good terms," he said as he started fishing out a big wad of cash.

Olivia was mesmerized by the thick wad of cash in Ed's hand, but it wasn't the wad of two thousand dollars he was handing her, it was the even thicker wad he was stuffing back in his suitcase.  

She'd never seen that much money before, and as she held the money, she felt something inside her she'd never felt before, greed.

"As you can see, I can make any future visits worth your while," Ed said as he climbed onto the bed and slowly stroked his cock while staring at her.

Olivia sat there looking at the man who'd just handed her two thousand dollars.  She'd been in his company for barely forty-five minutes and had made more money than her mother took home in two weeks.  "Alright, give me your number.  Maybe we can set something up in the future.  I'll call you with my new number once I get it tomorrow," Olivia said as she picked up the pen and pad of paper from the night stand and handed it over.  Standing there with her barely covered pussy and asshole still tingling from his workout, Olivia took the scribbled note and put it in her purse, then crossed the room, waved and walked out the door.

"One down and how many to go?" she wondered as a nagging question burned in her mind.  "Why am I doing this?  I don't really need the money.  Sure it'll be nice to have the cash, but how am I going to spend it without mom wondering where it came from?  I can only bluff with the babysitting so far, and I think if I go out and buy a $400 phone, she'll be suspicious enough already. So is it the excitement?  The pure pleasure of it all?"  The questions were flying through her mind, the thing that was lacking were the answers.  With no answers coming and the expectation for her to continue, Olivia figured that it might just be better to act than to think for the time being.  In that case she thought, "Where next?"  Recalling the mental list she'd made of the monetary offers she'd received, Olivia walked down to 112 and knocked on the door.

Justin answered the door and Olivia gawked at the guy looking back at her, he looked downright adorable she thought as she measured him up.  He'd cleaned up well with his clean shaven face and his washed and brushed hair.  He even had on clean clothes as she mentally undressed him realizing she was making the right decision for her body, maybe not necessarily the right decision for her welfare in the long run, but it was the right "now" decision as she walked in and closed the door.

"So how did we do?" she asked wondering if he had the cash.

"It's gonna hurt when it comes time to pay some bills at the end of the month, but I got it, the full thousand," he said as he handed over the stack of crisp twenties.  

A thousand dollars in twenties was a pretty thick stack of cash Olivia noted as she stuffed the money into her purse.  Pulling out a couple of condoms and putting them down on the nightstand, Olivia went to work.

Olivia stripped off her clothes while Justin did the same and within seconds the two were on the bed naked, rolling around and kissing like they were long-lost lovers.  This is what it's supposed to be like!  Olivia used all of her newfound skills to entice the cute guy, hands were flying as they groped at each other's bodies, her small fist locking around his cock and getting him hard as nails.  

His hands dug deeply into her pussy as his fingers started fucking her with rapid-fire movements.  Olivia rolled her head back and moaned loudly as Justin's fingers brought her quickly to an orgasm.  His fingers never stopped as the orgasm rolled on, seemingly without end.  Olivia had never felt anything like it before as her body was awash in endorphins, shivers and spasms wracked her body as he hammered on.

"Stop, stop, stop, I can't take anymore, oh God, oh God, here it comes again, uuuhhyeahhhh!," she screamed as another huge wave flashed through her body.  "Oh God, oh God, oh God!" she grunted as her whole body went rigid, her legs locking straight out as the cascade continued.  She felt his fingers slow down and her orgasm abate with it, thankfully.  "Oh God, I think I pee'd myself," she whispered as she suddenly felt a huge wet spot form under her ass.

"No way babe, you squirted.  It was awesome, that's why I didn't stop," Justin said as he slid down and crawled between her supple thighs, his face coming inches away from her soaked pussy.
"I did what?  Squirted?  I thought I pee'd ?" Olivia replied as she watched Justin stick his tongue out and then felt him run it up her pussy from the bottom up through her labia up to her clit before flicking the sensitive nub with his tongue.  "Ohh, that feels nice," she purred as Justin repeated the tongue dip.

"Nope, not pee, definitely not pee,  It tastes kind sweet and salty," he said as he dove in and started eating her out, his tongue working its way down through her lips before finding her entrance and poking through it with his pink appendage.

"Ohhhhh God, that's amazing, don't stop, don't ever stop.   Ohhhh, I never imagined anything could feel this good.  Oh please don't stop," Olivia moaned as Justin's hot mouth and tongue provided a level of stimulation she'd never imagined.

"Really, nobody's ever eaten you out before?" he asked as he looked up, drinking in the sight of the beautiful blonde girl with the perfect body.  Her breasts mounded nicely as she lay there spread out before him, her face framed perfectly between them as he gazed up at her.

"No, I only sex for the first time yesterday and I haven't had anyone do that to me yet," Olivia stated as she ran her fingers through his dark locks, hoping her would start licking again.

"No shit?  Yesterday was your first time, and you're turning tricks today?  Wow," he said as he returned to snacking on her deliciously trim and tasty pussy.

"Yeah, I guess I just love sex," she answered as she felt his tongue go back to work.  His attention to her needs was refreshing as she felt him work his fingers into her cunt.  Justin's his tongue continued its assault on her clit and with as many orgasms as he'd already given her, she felt another one coming.

It hit with the same intensity as the previous one as his fingers jammed hard and fast into her swampy hole.  "Oh Justin, that was amazing, now get up here and fuck me would ya?"

"My pleasure.  Do I have to wear one of those?" he asked, pointing at the condoms she'd put on the nightstand as he crawled up between her legs.

"Only if you want to," she purred as she looked at his sexy body about to plunder hers.

"Not a chance, I want to feel every part of you," he replied as his cock head nestled up against her pussy.

"Me too, get in me now and fuck me hard," she sighed as she felt his cock slowly slide into her heater.  "Oh, your cock feels so good in me, don't ever take it out," Olivia purred as Justin started sliding his cock in and out of her hungry pussy.

Olivia was a very content girl as she felt his cock start to throb again inside her cunt.  It was his third orgasm inside her pussy and she was hoping he had more in him.  If turning tricks were always like this, she could see herself doing this everyday as she looked up into the eyes of her attentive lover, his cock's pulsations slowing as he left it jammed up against the end of her tube.  Her legs were still wrapped around his body as she felt him start to roll away.

"As much as I hate to do this, I'm supposed to meet my boss for dinner shortly, so you're going to have to get moving on," he said as he climbed up off the beauty and headed for the bathroom to shower.

Olivia was very disappointed as she suddenly felt like she'd lost something special.  "Can I join you in there?" she asked hoping to spend just a few more minutes with him.  Why she felt so needy all of a sudden she didn't understand.  Maybe it was because his attention was focused on pleasing her, maybe it was just because he seemed to care.  And perhaps it was the casual way he was tossing her out that made her come to the realization that she was performing an act, a service.  Maybe that's how he saw it too, maybe it wasn't as special to him as she felt it was.

"Sure, that would be really nice," he said as he watched the sexy girl climb up off the bed and walk over towards him.  He'd never seen a girl with such an amazing body, she was muscular, but not overly developed.  She had a tight little ass and nice firm boobs and moved like a cat he noticed as she followed him into the bathroom.

Turning on the faucet and flipping the shower button, Justin climbed in and Olivia followed.  If it was her last moment with him, she wanted to enjoy it as she watched him soap up.  He turned to her and started soaping up her body, roaming hands over her body once more.  His touch was very arousing as he ran his soapy fingers down to her sex.  Olivia wanted to fuck him again as she felt his fingers gently wash around the outside of her pussy before moving around to her ass.  She felt him move around behind her and start soaping up her back, his lower body pressed up against her backside.  She could feel his cock pressed up between her cheeks as he slid it up and down.  It wasn't hard but she hoped it would get that way so he could slide it inside her again.  His hands went around and cupped her breasts as his fingers started toying with her nipples.  She rubbed her ass cheeks up and down his cock as she reached back and grabbed onto his hips, keeping his body pressed up against hers.  Despite her best efforts, it didn't seem like he was getting any harder.  "Do you think you could do it again?"

"I think I'm done for now, but I'm sure I'll be good to go after I get back from dinner," he said as he reluctantly released her breasts and kissed her lightly on her neck as she remained pressed up against his body.

"If I'm still here I'll come back and see you again.  Speaking of, can I get your number before you go?"

"Sure but I won't be able to afford you again, not with your prices," he replied as he turned and started to wash his hair, leaving her standing there.

"Oh, yeah I guess," she answered.  Olivia was thinking about his answer.  She wanted to shout out "I'll fuck you for free" but knew that Carl wouldn't appreciate it, and she was here to make money.  

It was a risky part of this new activity that she hadn't really thought about as she watched Justin finish rinsing off his body and trade places with her so she could rinse also.  With all of the guys who'd stopped her and asked for sex, there were all sorts, good, bad, and downright ugly.  She felt an attraction to this guy, and realized that it was dangerous ground, she couldn't afford to become attached to any of them.  There was no potential here for a future relationship.  For one thing, her mother would kill her for having a boyfriend who was this old, and secondly, this was a job.  Justin recognized that, why didn't she?  Because I'm young and stupid Olivia thought as she finished rinsing off and stepped out of the shower.

Right then Olivia decided to distance herself from any of the guys she met this way.  That was, if she decided to do this ever again.  Toweling off, Olivia felt clean and fresh as she found her flimsy excuse for clothing and pulled the articles on.  The clock read 5:30 as Justin handed her his phone number and kissed her on the lips.  He had to go and so did she as they walked out of the room together.  She watched him climb into his car and pull away.  Her heart told her to jump in and go with him, but she knew that she was just a young girl with a crush for a man that had made an impression on her.  Of course he'd made that impression with his ability to please her body, and her body wanted more pleasing, even if her mind wasn't up to it.  

Olivia was feeling the pill she'd taken really start to kick in as she stood there in the parking lot. It was helping her focus on the moment and get past the emotions she was feeling about watching Justin drive away.  Feeling slightly lightheaded and euphoric, Olivia got her feet moving and started walking down the row looking for her next customer.

Business was brisk as Olivia felt the current cock in her pussy throbbing as it spilled its seed into her fiery tunnel.  Whatever that pill was, it was working and it made her feel amazing.  Her head was swimmy and every touch to her body felt like it was charged with electricity.  Her current guy was hovering over her dripping his sweat onto her body as he groaned, his cock still impaled into her cunt.  He'd fucked her hard and fast, just like she needed.  The effect of the drug on her body made her want that kind of stimulation.  She walked into his room, settled on a price and she was on his cock in a flash, sucking him hard before pulling her clothing off and mounting him the second he was hard.  She fucked him hard and he returned the favor as he pounded her as hard as his cock would allow, finally filling her pussy with his seed.

Olivia had offered condoms to the full-paying guys, but none of them opted for them, they instead chose to fill her cunt with their fertile seed.  Olivia didn't care, she preferred the feel of their unsheathed cocks as it gave her much better stimulation.  The cheap mother fuckers had to wear them, much to her disappointment as the condoms seemed to pull at her skin more, and she was worried it would make her pussy sore.

After her lovely experience with Justin, Olivia learned to limit the guys to just one cum before moving on to the next customer.  It was eight o'clock and she'd called on all the rooms on her list before ending up in front of the door with the four guys in it.  Carl's words echoed in her ears about not going into rooms with multiple guys, and she suddenly felt nervous.  She'd be busy fucking while the other guys would be sitting around waiting for their turn.  She had a lot of money in her purse and if one of the guys decided he wanted to dip in, she'd never know or be able to do anything about it. 

"Fuck it, I've had enough," she said and walked away thinking it was time to call Carl and leave.  Without a cell phone, Olivia realized she needed to get back into somebody's room to use a phone.  

Walking across the parking lot, she found she was heading back to Ed's room.  There was no explanation for it, she was just doing it.  She was knocking on his door before she really even registered her actions.

"Hi beautiful, coming back for more?"

"Could I use your phone Ed?" she asked.  He was still naked and it looked like he was ready for her again as his cock was sticking out.

"Sure, come on in, anything you need," he said as he watched her saunter in.  She didn't look as fresh as when she'd first walked into his room, but she still looked great.  Actually she looked better.  It looked like she'd been fucked hard and put away wet, and it made him want her even more.

Olivia reached Carl and told him she was done and would be waiting in room 101 when he got there.  She heard him say he'd be there in thirty minutes.  It was then than she smelled something delicious and noticed a pizza box on the coffee table and realized she was starving.  Hanging up the phone, she asked, "Do you have any pizza left?"

"Yeah, help yourself sweetie," he said as he watched her move over to the couch and sit down, the super short skirt she had on exposed her pussy completely as she sat there eating her pizza.  "Eat", that was exactly what he wanted, to eat.  Pushing the coffee table aside, Ed leaned the young girl back against the back of the couch and pulled her hips forward before diving into her snatch.  It was spermy and dirty and he loved it as he went to work cleaning her up.

It caught her off-guard as Olivia watched Ed dive between her legs and start licking.  She was still chewing her first bite of pizza when he pushed her back against the couch.  His technique was completely different from Justin's as she felt him digging his tongue into her hole.  It felt nice but she really wanted him to play with her clit while he was down there.  Ed was still down there by the time she'd finished off her second slice of pizza.

Leaning back with her eyes closed, Olivia enjoyed the sensations of Ed trying to work his tongue as deeply as he could into her cunt.  He was a weird dude, but she wasn't about to turn down a good pussy eater no matter what his kinks were.  She felt his mouth leave her pussy and opened her eyes as she watched him get up off the floor and lean in with his cock aimed between her widespread legs.

What's one more cock tonight she thought? Olivia felt the blunt object slide right into her well used hole.  She'd be sore tomorrow for sure, but right now it still felt good as Ed started pounding away into her pussy.  After a few minutes she felt him lift her legs up onto his shoulders and pushed her knees back up towards her head until her feet rested on his chest.  It was a really nice position and felt really good as his cock rubbed up along the top of the inside of her pussy as he kept up his quick thrusts.

After several minutes Ed asked, "Can I stick it in your butt again honey?"  He had her wedged up against the back of the couch and she looked very compact and sexy as he wanted more than anything to ass-fuck her once again.

"I guess, just don't pee in me again okay?" she said as she felt him pull out of her pussy and push up against her asshole.  The pressure was constant and firm and as she tried her best to relax, and felt the crown slip inside.  Within minutes he was slamming his cock into her ass.  Olivia watched as Ed spread her thighs as widely as possible, giving him easy access to her clitty as he began to stroke the swollen bud.  Without expecting it, Olivia started to really enjoy the experience of her second ass-fuck.

Ed didn't know what heaven was, but he figured it couldn't be much better than this as he watched his cock disappear over and over again into the sweetest ass he'd even seen.  The fact that his cock was buried in that ass only made it better as he felt his cum starting.  She was thrashing around on his cock as she enjoyed the orgasm he'd given her, his fingers still drumming away on her clit as her ass ring strangled his cock.  That was all it took as he felt his own cum start.

A loud groan and Olivia knew Ed was dumping his cum in her ass again.  As much as she hated to admit it, the little freak knew how to please her.  She was still coming down from her orgasm when she heard a horn outside honk.

"I think your ride is here," Ed said as he pulled his cock from her tight sphincter.

"Thanks," Olivia replied as she carefully stood up and adjusted her skirt.  She saw Ed dig into his suitcase once more and pull out more cash.

"This is for coming back, you didn't need to do that, but I'm glad you did, thank you," he said as he held out the wad of cash.

"Thank you Ed, you're sweet," she said as she leaned over and kissed him on the cheek and accepted his offering.  Grabbing her purse, she said goodbye and walked out the door.

Carl watched as his sexy little girl climbed into the front seat, her pussy in plain view as she settled in.  "How'd ya make out doll?"

"Good!" she replied as she held open her purse and showed him the wads of cash inside.

"Very nice work, see how easy it is.   You could have college all paid for by the end of the summer if you keep up at this rate," he said as he pulled out of the parking lot and headed home.

"So, are you ok?  Did something happen?"

"Uh, no, everything is fine.

"Well I assumed something happened and that's why you called, that's why I hurried over here."

"No everything went just fine actually.  I hit every room that stopped me and asked me for sex.  Well, all but one room, cause there were four guys in there and I was worried about the money in my purse, plus you said not to go into rooms with that many guys."

"Ok, it's just that it's awfully early for you to be quitting.  You got two hours before you need to be home and that's time you could be earning more money, but if you got every room I guess that's a decent enough effort for your first time.  So how many were there?"

"How many what?  Guys?"

"Yeah, it looks like you got a good amount of cash in there.  So how many guys did it take to earn all that?"

"Uh, I uh, let me think..."  Olivia stared out the window as she thought back, recalling all of the guys.  It had gone much easier than she had expected.  After the initial shock of how things went with Ed, everything after that was an upgrade.  Having sex with complete strangers was like anything else, once you got used to it, it was no big deal.  Counting out the room stops, Olivia came to her final tally, "Eight guys."

"Good girl, you got eight to each pay you a grand, I'm actually kinda shocked you managed that," Carl responded as he glanced over at his new revenue stream.

"No, Ed paid me $2,500, three guys paid a thousand, two guys could only come up with eight hundred, one guy seven and the last guy five hundred."

"Ed paid how much?  Twenty-five hundred!   Holy fuck, what for?  He agreed to pay a thousand, what happened?"

"I'd rather not talk about it."

"Did he hurt you or something?  Cause if he did I'll make him pay."

"No, he's just really weird."

"Come on, tell me.  A guy doesn't double up and then some, for nothing.  What was it?"

"He pee'd in my butt and then had me poop on him.  It was disgusting.  I started to leave, and he begged me to stay.  He said he'd double the money if I did."

"He fucked your ass and pissed "in" you?"

"Yeah."

"That's twisted.  I'm surprised you let him fuck your ass for one thing, and I'm surprised you let him piss in your ass, but for an extra grand I'm glad you did.  So if that doubled it, where did the extra five hundy come from then, a tip?"

"Sort of, I needed to use a phone to call you, and I used his.  He fucked me again and gave me the extra in return."

"Very entrepreneurial of you.  He fucked your pussy or ass?"

"Both."

"Make him pay full fair next time.  So, how many did you ride bareback?"

"Anybody who paid the full amount.  The guys who didn't have enough, I made `em wear one."  Watching the scenery blur by, Olivia asked, "Are you taking me home now?"

"It's still early, it all depends on you.  You want another of these?" he asked holding out another one of the little pills.

"Yeah, they're awesome," she said as she took it and popped it into her mouth.  The bitterness was immediate as it started the familiar dissolving action.

"I guess it's the interstate then," Carl said.  

"The interstate?" Olivia asked looking at Carl nodding, and wondered what that decision had just cost her.

"Yeah, I'm not wasting a hit of X on you to sit at home and suck your thumb while you sit on a cucumber.  You're going to need cock and now I gotta find you some."

Olivia watched the cars whizzing by as they pulled onto the expressway, Carl's cab was accelerating up to speed.  She thought back to his response, "sit on a cucumber while sucking her thumb", what the hell was he talking about?  Distracted by the commotion from the motel, Olivia hadn't really had a chance to examine the effects of the pill until now.  It was working very well, her head was feeling fuzzy and her skin felt electrified and tingly.  The sky was getting dark as they sped off towards some unknown destination, but it was somewhere she was sure that would involve more sex.  

As her fingers slowly traced up her arm, and the feeling became more and more intense, Olivia was fairly sure that more sex would be ok.

"Lean back against the door babe and put your feet up on the seat."

Olivia complied as she leaned up against the uncomfortable arm rest, her knees high in the air and her white running shoes on the middle of the bench seat, her toes touching Carl's chubby thigh.  

Olivia didn't resist as Carl reached over and pushed her thighs apart, and immediately placed his hand on her pussy.

"You look too tense babe, you need to loosen up a little," he said as he started working her slit, running his thumb through her wet folds while his fingers applied pressure to her clit.  

"So where are we going," Olivia panted as Carl's fingers worked their magic on her over-sensitive pussy.  Whatever that pill was, it was magical as it made every touch, every sensation magnified a thousand times better.  "I could easily cum just from this," she thought as Carl's gentle rubbing was getting her extremely aroused and hungry for her next cum.

"To a truck stop a few miles from here.  We may not make as much cash, but everything after this is just gravy anyway."

"Why can't I just go home?" Olivia moaned as Carl's pussy play was driving her closer to her orgasm.

"Look at you.  What would you do at home all horned up like this?  You need cock and you know it, so you might as well do something about it and make us both some money."

"Ok," was all she had to say.  In her present state, he was right.  She was hungry for it.  It was the pill of course, it wasn't her, was it?  The pill was making her horny and hungry at the same time.  

She'd had ten new cocks already today and she still wanted more, her soaking wet pussy was proof of that.

"Why can't you fuck me, then take me home?"

"Cause I already fucked you today and I like money too, besides, we're here," Carl said as he exited onto the ramp and slowed to pull into the truck lane that led to the parking lots.  Pulling up into the first vacant spot, Carl noticed it was a busy night at the rest stop which meant there were plenty of truckers with money to burn.

With his fingers still working her pussy, Carl said, "Ok babe, same as the motel, walk up and down the lot in front of the rigs, let `em check you out.  The truckers that see you will be on their radios letting all the other guys know about you.  You'll be riding high in no time.  We don't have time for these guys to make it a marathon so tell them three hundred sheathed, five hundred bareback.  Get up there, get `em to cum fast then move on to the next one.  No fooling around with small talk, get on the cock and get out, now get going!" he said as he pushed her feet off the seat and leaned over to open the door.

Olivia heard what Carl was saying, but hoped he'd keep fingering her twat just a few minutes longer as she was oh so close to cumming.  Of course that was when he opened her door and she practically fell out onto the tarmac.  Getting up and brushing herself off, Olivia adjusted her top and pulled her skirt back down.  The car door hid the obviousness of her bare cunt as the skirt had ridden up in the car exposing everything.  Carl immediately drove away and headed down to the end of the lot, leaving her standing there in her skimpy outfit and no recourse other than to follow his directions.

She stared walking down the row, just like she had this afternoon at the motel, walking up and back in front of the rigs, letting everybody who looked her way know that she could be had for a price.  

Half price to be exact.  Olivia's first customer needed to run and get cash from the ATM inside of the gas bar, and asked her to wait for him. She'd explained the pricing to him and as he dug around in his pockets, realizing he'd be short if he wanted to experience her properly.  She watched as ran over to the brightly lit building and ducked inside. 

Standing in front of his idling rig, Olivia could feel the heat coming from the engine cowling, making her skin tingle all over as the heat waves enveloped her.  It felt amazing, like the waves were alive as they danced around her.  The pill did wondrous things she realized.  

While she basked in the glorious waves of heat, Olivia noticed her first guy walk out the door with two other guys following closely behind.  The gawked at her and spoke to one another as her guy hustled back to her.  The two guys also went back inside, she assumed to get money.  "Two more to add to my list," she sighed.

Climbing up into the rig, Olivia briefly thought about how quickly her dreams had turned into reality, and settled into her new role as a tweenage whore.

As expected, Carl watched as his new whore went from rig to rig giving out pussy and collecting money in return.  It was the fastest he'd ever seen anyone settle into the role, and certainly the most profitable whore he'd ever seen.  Most whores he knew threw him free pussy or a few bucks for hooking them up with Johns.  Carl had never been a real pimp and had never had his own whore, but now he did and she was going to make him very rich.  As long as he didn't burn her out, or get busted doing it.  Better to not know her real age he figured, that way he could sleep at night without feeling too guilty.

Looking down at the clock, he figured he should probably get her home soon as it was shortly after ten pm.

Olivia was on her back with some hillbilly pounding into her cum-sodden pussy when they both heard the pounding on the door.  "Hurry up, I gotta get her outa here," came Carl's familiar voice, as the bearded redneck looked down at her.

"Who's that?" he asked in his southern drawl as he plowed into her very soggy, but still-tight pussy.

"I guess you'd call him my manager," Olivia sighed as she laid there enjoying the fuck.  Her pussy was getting sore but it still felt really good as she took on her latest customer.  Whether it was the effects of the pill, or just because she was becoming a cock-freak, Olivia Hastings felt no guilt about what she'd been doing all day.  If there was guilt in store for her, it would have to come later as this felt just too good.

"Why's he saying you gotta go.  You have somewhere to go?"

"What time is it?"

"Uh, ten-fifteen."

"Shit, I gotta be home before eleven, that's when my mom gets home..  Hurry up will ya, I gotta split."

"How old are ya darling?"

"You really want to know?"

"I like `em young so yeah, I do."

"Twelve."

"Seriously?" he asked as his thrusts became irregular.

"Yeah, I won't be thirteen for two more months," she grunted as she watched her guy go through what she'd seen plenty of times today.  He was dumping his sperm into her bare pussy.  He'd paid full-fare and got her bareback, just like all but one of them had.  Only one guy out of the five guys she'd fucked at the truck stop had used a condom.  A sweet pussy like hers was just too good to waste a condom on they figured.

Olivia put the cash in her purse and collected yet another name and phone number to add to her growing collection of scraps of paper in her purse.  Some were scribbled on paper napkins, some on cigarette wrappers, one on a gas receipt, but they all had one thing in common, they wanted another shot at her pussy.  She would be a busy girl if she allowed all of these guys to fuck her as often as they hoped they could.

Pulling her top back up and her skirt back down, Olivia realized that as slutty as the two pieces of spandex made her look, it sure was good for business and easy to get back on when she was done.  Now if she could just do something about all the sperm that was leaking out of her pussy all the time, that would be something!

Olivia stepped down from the rig and noticed Carl parked right next to it.  Going around she climbed in and slammed the door.  "We gotta go, I can't be late."

"Cash first babe," he said as he held out his hand.

"Twenty-three hundred, all there," she replied as she watched Carl count it out into two piles.  Taking one of the piles, he shoved it into an old McDonalds bag and hand it over.  "There's your half from the day," he said as he pulled the shifter into gear and pull out of the lot and onto the expressway.  "Your clothes are in the back seat, you might want to change before we get to your house, unless you want your neighbors seeing you dressed as sweetly as you are right now.

Reaching back, Olivia was glad to have fresh clothes to change into, the back of the white skirt was soaked with all of the cum that had leaked out of her, not say that it wasn't done yet as the hillbilly's cum was the latest to drip between her thighs and onto the stretchy material.

"Of course I had to deduct some money for the birth control pills, the clothes, the X, the pregnancy test, the condoms..."

"X?  What's that?" Olivia asked as she sat there naked from the waist down.  She'd pulled the skirt off and used it to soak up the last of the cum dripping from her twat.

"The pill I gave you, Ecstasy.  My source grinds up the pure stuff and mixes it with sugar and presses it into a pill shape and that way it'll dissolve easily under the tongue.  Works good huh?"

"Yeah, made me the girl I am today," she said with a half smile.  

"I'll say, you were amazing today.  Everything from the photo shoots to the motel to now.  I've never seen a more eager whore."

"Thanks I guess."

"So what's your story kid, what possessed you to get this into it, it can't just be the drugs," Carl said as he watched the pretty young girl start to pull her panties back on over her reddened slit.  Reluctantly, Olivia mentioned her coma and then the dreams she had without giving much detail.  With a little prodding, Olivia found the whole story spilling out and all the gory detail that followed.  

"Wow, that's some imagination you got there kid.  At least you can say you're living your dream now, as fucked up as it is.  I for one applaud you, it's not easy admitting what you are.  Most women I know that are sluts think that being a slut is a bad thing.  It's not, guys love sluts.  You should be proud and enjoy the benefits of being a slut!"

"But I don't know if I can do that.  I mean I love the "having sex" part, it's the time in between that I feel guilty about it I guess. Those pills make me forget about it and made all the difference in the world today.  When I went from room to room, I didn't feel guilty at all, scared maybe, but not guilty.  So I don't  know, we'll see."  Olivia finished changing back into her regular clothes and for the moment felt dry "down there" as she noticed she was getting pretty close to home.  "Maybe you should drop me off here so nobody sees me getting out of your car."

"Good idea, now hide all that stuff you got in the bag there.  We don't want your mother finding it.  And if you've never taken birth control before, and I assume you haven't, take one pill at the same time every day and don't miss any days, ok?"

Olivia nodded.  So many things were flashing through her mind as she felt her body returning back to normal as the X wore off.  I have to take birth control every day now?  I forgot I gotta take a home pregnancy test too!  Olivia what have you done to yourself?  Her thoughts reflected back on everything that had happened since she awoke from the hospital.

"Ok, now scram.  I'll sit here and watch you walk home, make sure you get home safely.  Now don't forget to call me once you get your new phone.  I want to be able to get in touch with you if I need you, k?"

Olivia nodded and climbed out of the car and started walking for home.  What a day.  I can't believe that all happened in one day!  Not even she thought, she'd packed all that into one nine hour afternoon she realized as she looked down at her watch.  Nine hours!  Shit, it was eleven o'clock on the nose!  Mom will be home any second!  Olivia broke into a sprint for home and she was still a block away!  Running as if her life depended on it, because it was, Olivia ran until her legs were rubbery.  She made it to the steps with no mom in sight, and climbed up quickly.  She'd made it home first.

Olivia was in the shower and had just finishing soaping up her hair when her mom knocked on the bathroom door and stepped in.

"Hi hon, a little late for a shower isn't it?" Lauren asked.

"Hi mom.  I was bored and decided to go for a run earlier and I was all sweaty and wanted to take a shower before I went to bed," Olivia replied.

"That must have been when I called.  I wondered why you didn't pick up"

"Oh, you called mom?  I'm sorry, I didn't even think to look at the phone since I never heard it ring."

"No problem honey, I'm just glad you're safe.  I was a little worried when you didn't pick up, but I should know not to worry, you're always so careful.  Well, I'm thinking about having a hot chocolate in front of the TV, want to join me?"

"Sure mom, I'll be right there," she said as she waited and heard her mother close the door.  Leaving her pussy for last, Olivia soaped up and felt the tenderness that the X had helped her ignore.  
"Yep, that's going to hurt tomorrow," she thought.

Olivia enjoyed a few minutes with her mother on the sofa before feeling the result of the day's activities taking its toll, and sleep creeping up.  "Good night mom, I'm going to bed now."  

"Good night honey, I'll see you in the morning!" Lauren replied as she watched her daughter saunter down the hall, her hair still wet from the shower.

Climbing into bed, Olivia thought about the day.  You're on your way to recreating your dream Liv, is it really what you want?  You fucked fifteen new guys today, two yesterday, three if you count Aaron's head just barely poking inside.  You've graduated from a virgin to a mega-slut that even the Queen could be proud of in only two days.  How do you feel now?  Olivia laid there and tenderly inspected her pussy and thought about her exploits.  Pretty damn good is how I feel she admitted.  Pretty damn good.  What tomorrow and the days after that would hold was anyone's guess.

~End of Chapter 3 ~
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