A Car for my Daughter

The story of how a perverted mother whores out her daughters to feed her drug addiction.
A Car for my Daughter

A perverted mother whores out her daughters to feed her drug addiction.

“How much for the little one?” the dark skinned Mexican asked leering down at me. I felt a cold chill run down my spine.

“Eighty,” momma replied as if this was a perfectly normal activity.

“For all three?”

Momma gave a soft chuckle. “No, each, eighty for each.” He continued staring at me like a buffet item, his eyes roaming up and down my slim form. My heart began to race. Next his attention turned towards my sister Vicky.

“How much for that one?” he asked casually as if bargain hunting.

We were standing in front of the liquor store about a block away from the run-down hotel we were staying in. We’d gone down there with momma to get her cigarettes and another bottle of vodka. Every day she drinks a big bottle of the cheapest vodka they have.

“Sixty,” came the matter-of-factual reply. “Each,” she added, not giving him a chance to ask.

“That’s too much, Senora. How much for all three of us?”

“For which one?” He paused and looked us both over before speaking in Spanish to the other two men with him. I could tell momma was getting nervous about possibly losing a “sale” and spoke up. “This one’s got nice tits,” she said pushing Vicky forwards towards the men.

It was bad enough that we’re auctioned off to strange men for sex but do we really need to be put on display in public too? The highway was about forty feet away and we were standing right in front of the liquor store in broad day light. Turning away for the street, momma grabbed the bottom of Vicky’s shirt and lifted, pulling her bra up as well, exposing her soon-to-be B cup breasts to the men. The window of the liquor store had several posters and ads blocking anyone inside from seeing this, but there were a lot of people around outside.

“How much?” he repeated.

“One fifty, for all three for one hour. That’s a great deal `cause she’s only 13,” she added.

The men spoke again in Spanish before the `leader’ counter-offered a hundred, for two hours. They bargained back and forth a few times before finally agreeing to $120 dollars for an hour and a half with Vicky. I breathed a sigh of relief knowing that it wouldn’t be me having to have sex this time.

In the room the men were all over her like hungry wolves, pulling and jerking her different ways between them, fighting to get her undressed. Once naked, she was thrown to the bed and one of the men began licking her pussy while he undressed.

The other two tore off their clothes and the leader straddled Vicky’s head, pushing his cock into her mouth. The last man began kneading and suckling her breasts like a nursing kitten.

I watched momma as she slowly poured vodka into a Dixie cup not even bothering to look at what the men were doing to her oldest daughter. Next she lit a cigarette, blew the smoke towards me, and took a big sip of her drink.

Turning my attention back to the bed, the man who had been licking her was now naked but still licking her. I wondered if he would do that if he knew just two hours before him some other guy had fucked her and didn’t use a condom. A lot of the men didn’t use them. I smiled thinking what his reaction would be if he sucked out a big wad of cum.

“Here, get something to eat,” momma said throwing twenty dollars of the money the men paid for Vicky on the table. “And I want my change.” I took the money and heard a squeal. Looking over I saw the man who had been licking her was now on top of her and was thrusting in and out. Even with all the men she’s been with, she still squeals like a stuck pig when they first enter her.

I didn’t really want to watch what they were going to do to her although I already knew. I’ve seen it thousands of times and did it myself more times than I can remember. I walked to McDonald’s and order a happy meal. I couldn’t spend too much or momma will be mad. Not wanting to get back too soon, I took over an hour eating and slowly made my way back. I was hoping they were gone, but figured they weren’t.

They didn’t even flinch as I opened the door carrying a combo meal for Vicky. I knew she’d be starved and would want to eat once they finished with her. One of the men was on his back with Vicky on top of him. A second man was kneeling behind her and thrusting to and fro. I knew she did anal and figured that’s where his cock was. The last man was moving his hips slowly back and forth while she sucked him.

I sat at the empty table and wondered where momma was. The bathroom door was ajar with the light off so I was concerned. Why did she leave Vicky alone with these men? One of the men grunted loudly, I wasn’t sure which one, but knew what that sound meant. He was polluting her body with his cum. slowly the one kneeling behind her backed away, panting. It must have been him who grunted. He traded places with the man getting a blow job and the action continued.

We met with the men around 2 o’clock and brought them here. They didn’t waste any time getting her in the bed and now it was after 4. I remembered momma saying they paid for only an hour and a half so they should be finished by now but momma wasn’t here to stop them. I sat back and pulled out a cold fry.

Almost 20 minutes later momma finally returned carrying a small grocery bag. She also must have paid a visit to Vinnie, her dealer `cause she had that look on her face. It was a calm, relaxed expression with her eyes all glassy and pupils’ dilated.

“Where’s my change?” she demanded dropping the bag in front of me. Digging into my pocket I retrieved what was left of the twenty, putting it on the table next to the bag. The men were still going at Vicky and momma seemed to realize that they went way over their time.

“You’re done,” she barked at them heading into the bathroom. “Get the fuck out,” she added slamming the door. They mumbled something in Spanish but began moving away from her. I watched as they slowly dress still discussing Vicky. Momma came out just as they were leaving.

“If you want `er again, same deal, okay?” They smiled speaking to each other and laughing as they left. I went to see Vicky.

She was on her back staring up at the ceiling. Bite marks, hickies bruises, scratches, red marks and cum covered most of her body. “You okay?”

She didn’t speak for the longest time. “I hate her,” she finally said. “I ain’t doing this shit no more. I’ll run away if I got to.”

“Run away? Vicky you can’t do that. Momma won’t let you go.”

“Fuck `er. I don’t give a damn no more.” She asked me to get her a cigarette and I returned to sit with her on the bed. “I’m going to Chicago. Tonight, when she’s passed out from all that booze, I’m gunna split, turn a trick to get some money and buy a ticket. You commin’?”

I looked at her. She can’t be serious. When momma’s drunk or high she sometimes talks about her dad still living in Chicago and that’s the only family we know of. He kicked her out about 15 years ago and she’s never spoken to him since. She ended up in Miami and has been in one relationship after another for as long as either of us can remember.

About two years ago we got evicted from our third apartment and had no place to go. With momma heroin problem she’s lost a lot of weight and looks sickly. Too sick to turn tricks anymore. That’s when she started letting the men use us. At first only Vicky turned tricks but about nine months ago some looser offered momma $500 for my virginity and she accepted.

“You commin’?” She asked again snapping me out of my thoughts. “You don’t wanna be with that crazy bitch by yourself and I’m not staying here one more day!”

“What the fuck are you two talkin’ `bout?” Momma blurted out finally emerging from the bathroom. Vicky spoke a little too loudly and momma heard enough to know she was up to something. We both mumbled nothing and I went to sit at the table, flipping the 19-inch TV on to watch. Momma stood over Vicky for a full 20 seconds just staring at her. “Take a shower, you’re a fuckin’ mess.” She turned towards me and I smiled when Vicky stuck her middle finger at her.

After the bathroom door closed and the water started momma took the remote from me and turned off the TV. “What’s going on, Crystal?” she asked with both hands on her hips. Momma has this scary look that puts me into a panic and when she uses that tone of voice, I know I’m in trouble. I looked towards the bathroom then back to her. “I asked you a question, what’s going on?”

I’m not strong enough to lie to her and found myself relaying Vicky’s plan to run away tonight. I felt bad about it, but knew that if I didn’t tell her, I’d be the one in trouble and you didn’t want to feel momma’s wrath.

It took almost a full minute before she reacted and didn’t say anything. She simply poured another glass of vodka, grabbed her purse and cigarettes, and left. I felt relief that she wouldn’t be mad at me, but I was concerned about what she would do to Vicky.

The last time Vicky made her mad she took Ben Gay and rubbed it all over her pussy. I never heard anyone scream like that before and never wanted to do anything to warrant that treatment. She was still in pain two days later but momma made her keep working. I turned the TV back on.

“Where’s the bitch?” Vicky asked emerging from the bathroom.

“I dunno, she left a while ago.” I wanted to tell her that momma knew of her plan but I was afraid. She sensed something was wrong with me and kept asking until I broke down and told her. I can’t help it as I have no will of my own.

“God damnit, Crystal, why’d you do that? Shit, I’m really fucked. Thanks a lot, sister!” she said sarcastically.

“I’m sorry, Vicky, I didn’t mean to, it’s just she made me and…”

“Save it, I don’t wanna hear nothing you got to say right now.” I really felt bad. With everything we’ve been through we’d always been there for each other. We were all we had and I betrayed her. I watched as she grabbed a plastic shopping bag and began throwing what few possessions she had into it. We didn’t have much as momma sold or pawned anything of value.

“If you wanna come, get your shit together,” she said slipping on a pair of shorts. I stood as if in a trance watching her. I wanted to go but at the same time I was scared. Not just of what momma would do if she caught us, but of not knowing what would happen to us. Even if we made it to Chicago how would we find our grandfather and would he even want us?

Brushing her hair a few times, she threw the brush in with her things and headed for the door. “You comin’?” I stared at her for the longest time. It felt like hours but was probably only about a minute before I shook my head. I felt trapped and couldn’t leave. My feet were like cemented to where I stood and wouldn’t move.

“Well maybe I’ll see you `round then,” she said swinging open the door and disappearing behind it. For the first time in a long time, I began to cry. I wasn’t even sure why I was crying, but it felt like something I had to do. I got into bed and put the pillow over my head. Somehow this made me feel better, like the whole world was suddenly gone.

I must have fallen asleep because the next thing I know momma is shaking me and yelling at me. I couldn’t clear my head fast enough to understand what she was saying. “Where’s Vicky!” I finally heard it after she repeated it several times.

“Gone.”

“Gone where?” I sat up and looked at her angry face glaring back at me. I suddenly felt sick. She would get the information out of me and it wouldn’t take much. Twenty minutes later we were at the bus station looking for her. She’d been gone over an hour and I wasn’t even sure she was here but momma somehow knew she was.

Checking the schedule, she found a bus heading to St. Paul with a stop in Chicago leaving in thirty minutes. She knew where to go and we found her sitting on a bench talking to some black guy. Momma grabbed her by the shirt and jerked her to her feet. I coward nearby afraid to watch what was happening.

Surprisingly, momma didn’t have too much to say to her and pulled her from the station by the arm with me in close pursuit. One time Vicky turned to look at me but only briefly. I knew that she was angry at me for ratting her out again.

We ended up going to this guy that had had sex with Vicky a few times and each time offered to buy her for a thousand dollars. Momma wasn’t dumb as she was making that much every two or three days with Vicky and always refused his offer. Now that she was a liability, momma was willing to make the exchange. Only this time he didn’t have the cash and offered her a 10-year-old car instead.

I looked at the two-tone green Mercury Cougar and groaned. It needed work and wasn’t much to look at, but at least it was a car and momma knew eventually Vicky would run away again and she might not be able to find her again. She’s a flight risk and it would be better if she was someone else’s problem.

I also found out later that Vicky was three months pregnant and momma said in one of her drunken rages that she didn’t need `no fuckin’ bastard brat bothering her.’ That just left the two of us and without my older, braver sister around, I knew what would happen.

Momma had an expensive habit, to the tune of $350 a day. We also needed a place to live, which ran $30 a night, food, clothes, her cigarettes, and vodka and now a car to add to our costs. Usually, we needed $500 a day to cover all the bills, but it would be more now and without Vicky here to earn most of the money, the burden suddenly fell on me to be the sole bread winner.

She had no money and the car was out of gas when we got it so we went back to the motel. It had been a long tiring day for both of us and I was exhausted. She had taken the bus ticket away from Vicky and tore it up right in front of her at the station and I wished she would have tried to get the $40 back so we could have some gas money.

There was a knock at the door and we both looked at each other. No one should be here to visit us. Momma went to the door and looked through the window. She smiled and opened the door. It was Bill, a guy that has been fucking Vicky for almost a year now. He was here about a week ago and came by to see if we’re still in the same room.

Momma explained to him that Vicky had run away to work on her own but that I was available if he wanted. He smiled and winked. “I’d wanted her since the first day I saw her but I wasn’t sure she was available. I didn’t want you to think I was some kinda perv for wanting such a young girl.” They both sort of laughed over that but since it was said, momma wasted no time quoting my price to him.

I was twenty dollars more but, in his words, `well worth it’ and he had me for 30 minutes. He liked to fuck Vicky’s ass but since I never did that before, he didn’t make me but he did everything else. Later I went to sleep with his cum leaking from me. It was also the first time I got a bed all to myself.

After he left, momma left too and was gone for a long time. I fell asleep and awoke with a start as she sat nearby staring at me. I asked her what was wrong and she smiled. “Nothing’s wrong, honey, you just go back to sleep.” I fell asleep with a smile on my face. She hasn’t called me that in a very long time.

The next morning about 10 o’clock we drove to a 7-Eleven and waited. She had spent the money Bill gave her and we still had no gas and no gas money. My stomach growled from hunger as I hadn’t eaten since before she got the car.

I wasn’t sure why we were waiting but I knew without any gas, we couldn’t get very far. After about 10 minutes a man drove up and went inside. “There’s your fish,” she said with a wink. That’s what she called men; a fish and women were the bait and needed to be alluring in order to `catch’ them.

“I’ll go reel him in,” she said giving me a slight smile as she exited the car. I could see through the window that she was talking to the man near the back of the store. I wasn’t sure what she said but I knew what she was talking about. A few minutes later they were heading towards the car.

The early morning sun was in my face so I couldn’t see him clearly as he stood next to my opened window and the light made my crystal-blue eyes shine like gemstones. Momma named me Crystal because of the color of my eyes when I was born. People have often said they look as if there’s a light shining through them. He must have liked what he saw but commented that he didn’t have the $80 she was asking for.

“There’s an ATM machine in there,” she informed him as she tried to close the deal. He looked back down at me and I knew that he was seriously considering it. “Feel her titties, they’re tiny and soft,” she added hoping that would do it.

Reaching through the window, his fingers pinched my right nipple and he rubbed it back and forth like two coins. They were only puffy nipples right now and not much meat to them at all. They have been called everything from gum drops to mini marshmallows and they sank into my chest with the slightest pressure.

“How about 60?” he said not taking his eyes or his fingers off of me.

Momma looked at the both of us and agreed. We really needed the money so I guess it’s okay.

We drove behind the building and he parked next to us. “Get in the back and make it good for him,” she told me getting out to meet him. I climbed over the seat and sat in the back. I’d never had sex in a car before and I wasn’t sure what to expect.

Watching, I saw him handing her the money before opening the back door to get in with me. I smiled at him because that’s what I’m supposed to do. Right away his hands were all over me, grabbing and groping me everywhere. It took him about two minutes to have me fully undressed and was sucking on my nipples. Next he leaned back and wanted me to suck his cock. Guys like to get their cocks sucked.

Momma sat on the trunk of the car watching and doubling as a look out in case someone came around. No one did and soon I was on my back with him on top of me rutting inside my pussy like a wild boar. The car was actually bouncing up and down and squeaking from his thrusts. I let out a few grunts as he hit the back of my vagina several times. He wasn’t gentle but then again he was paying for sex so why should he be?

Not soon enough he was done and panting on top of me. Sweat dripped off his face onto mine and he was clammy and wet. Slowly his shrinking cock eased out of me as I felt my tight pussy expelling it once it got too pliable to remain inside. I also felt a gush of warmness following right behind it and pooling along my butt crack.

I looked up at the torn, faded ceiling, and noticed the dome light cover was missing. Funny how you notice little things like sometimes. He got out of the car and I stayed just like that. Naked, on my back with one leg bent along the backrest, my foot flat on the seat and one leg hanging over the edge on the floorboard. I closed my eyes.

Moments later the driver’s door opened, I felt the car move and the engine started. It was loud, much louder than most cars and it seemed even louder in the back. My body rocked around a few times while momma drove around to the front of the store to get gas. She went inside and I stayed resting in the back. After a while I had a feeling someone was watching me and opened my eyes to see a face in the window staring down at me.

I let out a startled yelp, closing my legs and reaching for my clothes. I was still naked and suddenly felt extremely exposed with this old man looking at me. What little hair he had on his head was totally gray and he had a lot of wrinkles and was very ugly.

“Can I help you?” I heard momma voice from a distance and felt some comfort in knowing she was coming and the old man would probably leave. The man said nothing and watched her as she approached.

“You like `er?” I heard her ask from a few feet away. My eyes widened.

“She’s very pretty. What’s her name?”

“Crystal, her name’s Crystal.”

“Well, Crystal, you’re quite a lovely young lady,” he said directing his stare back to me. I wasn’t sure how to react.

“For eighty dollars you can see just how lovely she really is,” momma said now standing right next to him. He looked at her surprised.

“Are you serious?” Momma nodded with a smile. He looked back at me. I had already grabbed my clothes and had covered myself before momma even got there. His stared ping ponged back and forth between the two of us. “What do I get for eighty dollars?” he asked focusing his intense look my way.

“Crystal, show him what he’s payin’ for,” she said with her stern gaze. I knew what she meant and slowly pulled my shorts away from my lap and parted my legs, exposing myself to him. He smiled a toothy grin and never took his eyes off me.

“You got someplace to go?”

“Drive `round back, we’ll meet you there.” It had hardly been 15 minutes since the last guy and she’s already got another one? I cringed at the thought. Poor Vicky went through this all the time. At $50 or $60 each, momma had her doing nine or ten dates a day just to pay the bills. It seemed like she was saving me for something and I only did one or two and some days not even one. I guess that will all changed now.

I sat up when the door opened and the old man eased himself in the backseat with me. He was missing a tooth or two and had a weird smile but that didn’t matter. He was paying to be with me so I had to endure whatever I had to.

“You’re very pretty, Crystal,” he said reaching out to brush a stray lock of hair away from my face. “And you have beautiful eyes.” I smiled not wanting to like him. I felt the car move and noticed momma had climbed back onto the truck. She’ll get a ring-side seat again.

With the small talk out of the way he unzipped his pants and pulled them down below his butt. I sat up knowing that he’d probably want me to suck it. Every guy wants that for some reason. When I saw his cock I had to do a double take. It wasn’t fully hard yet but was already longer than most cocks I’d had and was very thick.

I couldn’t stop staring at it. “You ever seen one this big before?” he asked shaking it at me like a hose. I shook my head. “Why don’t you come say `hi’ to Willie?” he added grabbing me behind the neck and pulling me towards his lap. Taking it in my hand my fingers wouldn’t wrap fully around it, even with it not yet fully hard. My fingers sank into the fleshy rod and skin bulged between them. The head completely filled my mouth and I struggled to get the crown past my teeth. It began to throb and swell larger, growing stiffer by the minute.

Gently he bounced my head up and down, not forcing too much inside my mouth and allowing me to set how deep it went. I wouldn’t have thought old guys like this could get a hard-on anymore and never imagined that there were cocks this big out there. Once fully hard, he leaned me back and crawled between my opened legs. I spread them as wide as I could to allow him to enter me.

As he forced the plumb-sized head into me I squealed, reminding me of Vicky. More went in before he pulled back a little then pushed a more inside. I was thankful that the last guy came inside me making me wet and slippery or I might not be able to take this thing. After several minutes of trying, he finally was able to get most of it in but it didn’t go too far. I was still shallow down there and I guess that he didn’t want to hurt me.

It didn’t work though because he stretched me more that I’d ever been before. It felt like he was tearing me inside and the large ridge on the head scraped against my inner tissue like sandpaper. Back and forth in and out he went increasing his speed and depth a little at a time. I knew that I wouldn’t be able to handle the full length and whimpered as he began to pound the large shaft harder into me. He wasn’t as rough as the last guy but his size made it very painful.

He lasted maybe 10 minutes more before spraying his seed inside me and slowly coming to a stop. I felt it swell a little more right before it began to jerk repeatedly, filling me with his cum. He was finished and I felt a wave of relief.

As he withdrew, it felt like my insides were being pulled out along with it. Finally, if popped free and I could feel cold air rushing in from the void it left. Slowly it closed back but it throbbed in pain. “You’re very tight,” he said moving around to pull his pants back up. I guess for his size most women would be tight. I smiled as if it was a compliment.

Just like that he was gone. It’s just as well as I don’t think my pussy could handle something like that again. It felt like it was on fire and I just knew he tore something inside me. There was a stabbing pain all through my lower body and centered on my pussy. Momma was suddenly standing outside the car looking in.

“Get dressed,” was all she said closing the door and moving around to the driver’s side. Getting in she started the car and drove to the front of the store. I was able to get my shorts and shirt on before she stopped. “Go to the restroom and clean up, and here,” she said handing me a ten-dollar bill. “Buy yourself a soda and ice cream.”

I smiled taking the money. That was my reward for having sex with two strange men in the parking lot behind the 7-Eleven. I waddled towards the store still feeling the discomfort of having sex with such a large cock. It was now a dull ache but still burned a little. I just knew he tore me inside.

Peeing felt like hot lava as it poured out of me. Thick strings of slime dripped out along with the urine until after I stopped peeing. It stung and I dipped my finger inside my hole just to see if there was any blood. I could have sworn he tore me but there wasn’t any blood. Taking a few wet hand towels, I wiped my crotch as well as I could and looked at my pussy. It looked like hell. All red, a little swollen and sort of chapped. Oh well, that’s the price you pay I guess.

Fixing myself the best I could, I got a soda and looked into the freezer for ice cream. My eyes focused on the bomb pop with its three colors and long slender shape like a rocket. I briefly thought that it would feel really good if I shoved that into my pussy. Maybe it would cool it off some. I bought it anyway, not for my pussy but because it was the cheapest one they sold.

Walking outside I noticed a man squatting next to the car talking to momma. She was in the driver’s seat and laughing at whatever he was saying. When she saw me she smiled and waved me over. I frowned. Where else would I go?

“Here she is,” momma said all cheerful and pleasant. She’s always like that when she’s making money. The man looked me up and down then turned back to her.

“She’s young. How old is she?” he asked glancing back to me.

“Old enough to rock your world. She’s practically a virgin, just lost her cherry not long ago.”

Practically a virgin?! What’s she talking about? Tell that to the 100 or so men I’ve had sex with so far. I smiled at the man. I wouldn’t want to make momma mad right now.

“I dunno eighty’s a lotta money.”

“Believe me; she’s worth a lot more than that. I just need some quick cash so you get a discount.” I watched as he gawked at me before standing up.

“I gotta get some cash, be right back,” he said disappearing into the store. Momma looked at me and signaled for me to get in. I got in the back knowing that’s where I’ll be in a few minutes.

The guy returned two minutes later and went around to the passenger side getting into the front. “You got a room or somethin’ we can go to?”

“Something like that,” she said starting the car.

The car rocked back and forth, squeaking like mad as he plunged repeatedly into me. I was sore from the last guy and thankful this one was more average-sized. There was no foreplay, no preliminaries, just unzip and push it in. He was like a rabbit, hammering at me so fast and hard that momma had to hold on to the side to keep from sliding off the trunk.

He’d asked momma if she had a condom he could use and she laughed saying not to worry because I couldn’t get pregnant. I’m sure he knew that but wanted one to protect himself. It must not have matter too much because he fucked me without one. Maybe he believed her when she said I was almost a virgin and figured that I haven’t fucked a lot.

It hurt doing it like that, but at least it made him cum faster. It only took him about five minutes to shoot it and he stayed on me another five minutes trying to catch his breath. The South Florida summer heat can be murder and it wasn’t even noon yet but already was 90 degrees. As he grew softer my tightness forced his cock out and his cum slowly leaked out of me.

“Clean me,” he said kneeling on the seat and holding his limp cock out. Sitting up I took it into my mouth, washing it the best I could. It had a sour taste but I didn’t complain. I watched as he got out pulling his pants up and started walking towards the front of the store.

Momma got in and we left 7-Eleven. In just over an hour, I had sex with three different men and earned over $200. Momma kept smiling at me through the rearview mirror and I was glad that she was in a good mood.

“You did good, honey, really good.” She began. I wasn’t sure how I should be feeling but that somehow made me feel better. “You hungry?” I nodded. Actually, I was starving as it’s been like 16 hours since I last ate and I could hear my stomach over the squeaky car. She pulled into McDonalds near the motel, pulling into the drive thru.

“What do you wanna eat?” My entire life I’d been cutting back, not spending too much money, making do with what people gave me so it was nothing for me to say a happy meal. “I thought you said you were hungry. They ain’t got a lotta food in them. You sure you don’t want something else? You need to keep your strength up.”

I looked up at the menu board at the large ***********ion they had. I never really paid that much attention to it because I always got a happy meal. This time the possibilities were endless. “I’ll take a number three, if that’s okay.”

“Sure, it is, anything you want, honey.” I smiled to myself. She hasn’t been this nice to me in years. And not once since Vicky left has she called me stupid, worthless, or lazy. Maybe it was Vicky that was making her all bitchy and shit. After all, she often made momma mad and they argued a lot. I could never do that, argue with her that is.

She passed the bag over the back seat and I tore into it. I didn’t realize how hungry I was until I smelled the food. The burger and half the fries were gone by the time we went the two blocks to our motel. Once inside, it was a matter of seconds before everything had been eaten. “You enjoy it?” She asked putting her arm around me. I was still tiny, not quite five foot tall and hardly 80 pounds so her arm went almost all the way around me. I smiled and nodded.

“Go take a nice hot bath and rest for a while, you’ve earned it. I got to go somewhere and I’ll be back later, okay?” Was she asking for my permission to go? That’s really strange. I nodded and headed off towards the bathroom.

I didn’t wear panties and the crotch of my shorts was wet from the men’s cum. As the water filled the tub I pushed my finger back inside just to see. I was still sore, it burned, and I needed to be sure that he didn’t tear something. Still no blood. It made me feel better somewhat. I soaked in there until the water grew cool. Getting out I slipped on an old tee shirt that used to belong to one of momma’s old boyfriends and a pair of panties before getting in bed.

It felt odd sleeping in the middle of the day but I was tired and needed a rest. I must have dozed off as I was awakened by the sounds of the keys and voices. “Oh, you’re so bad,” I heard momma giggling as the door opened. Sitting up I noticed she wasn’t alone. There was some guy with her.

“You know you love it when I talk dirty,” the really tall man said entering in the room with her. The both stopped and looked at me. He sort of looked familiar, but I couldn’t place where I saw him before.

“Vicky’s not here?” he asked scanning the room. That’s where I knew him from, one of Vicky’s old johns.

“No, she went to work for herself. Doesn’t need some old broad finding men for her anymore,” she said laughing. He smiled back but kept looking at me. “I got a new and improved girl now,” she said waving her arms like Vanna White does on that game show. Again, he smiled.

“I didn’t think this one was for sale, what happened?” It’s funny how people seem to talk about me or around me but not to me. Lately they have been doing that a lot.

“She’s always wanted to work but I wouldn’t let `er. She was too little, but now she’s all grown up, don’t you think?” He smiled and nodded in agreement. “Go on, don’t be shy, go tell `er hi,” momma said giving him a shove. He stumbled a few steps then kept walking towards the bed until he towered over me. He was very tall and looked like his head might touch the ceiling. I’m sure it was only the angle I saw him in, but he still looked like a giant.

She sat at the table and poured herself another drink while the giant man sat next to me. Even sitting there, he was big and I was only eye-level with his chest. “I’m Dale,” he said extending his hand for a shake. I took it and he turned it over to kiss the back of mine. I thought that was nice and smiled for the first time since he was here.

Seeing him I couldn’t help but worry that his cock would be as big as he was and I’d be split in half by it. The old man really tore me up and this guy is a lot bigger in every way. I found my eyes gazing downward and swallowed hard seeing the large bugle. I couldn’t tear my stare away from it and was startled when I felt his finger under my chin raising my face to look him in the eye.

“You’ll get that soon enough,” he said bending over to kiss me. It was a soft, loving kiss and not like most of the other guys where they crush my lips with theirs or try and shove their tongue down my throat. One hand went to my cheek and the other went to the back of my head to cradle it as he laid me backwards.

I found myself on my back, my pulse racing, my palms sweating and feeling tingly all over. I didn’t even flinch when I felt his fingers moving up my legs towards my panties and slowly parted them to allow him access. He continued kissing me, his tongue leisurely brushing mine every once in a while. He was a good kisser and I remember moaning into his mouth at least once.

Worming his finger around the leg band, he slipped it into my moistness stopping about halfway in. Slowly he moved it back and forth and twisted it around a few times. He stopped kissing me and his mouth found my right nipple and began sucking it through my shirt. Quickly it got wet and he moved to the other one. My eyes were closed as he began playing with me all over.

He took my hand and guided it towards his cock. There was a hard knot there and felt like a softball shoved in the front of his pants. I moaned just as he stroked my button that I so often touch for pleasure. It actually felt very good what he was doing to me and I didn’t want him to stop. He wasn’t like the other men that just want me for their gratification but instead he was making me feel good too.

“I hate to break up this little party,” momma said hovering above us, but if you wanna keep goin’ it’ll cost you $80.” Reluctantly he pulled away from me leaving me panting and short of breath. Never before had I felt this way before and for the first time I hoped that he’d pay her so that he’d keep doing this to me.

Rolling onto his side he pulled out his wallet and searched through his money finally pulling out four twenties and handing them to her. I looked down and saw the two big wet spots over each nipple and the bottom of my shirt had been pulled up enough to where I could see one pussy lip was exposed. He smiled at me and I smiled back.

“Where were we?” he asked bending over to kiss my exposed lip.

“I’ll leave you two love birds alone for a while,” momma said grabbing her purse and keys. “I’ll be back in 30 minutes,” she added opening the door. “Don’t do anything that I wouldn’t.”

Dale got on the floor and pulled my panties off, throwing them across the room. Right away he began licking and sucking me and I felt an electric shock running through my body. A few times before guys wanted to see me and Vicky have sex and we licked each other, but it felt nothing like this. A few have licked me but they didn’t know what they were doing. Sliding a finger inside my pussy, he began to rub something inside and gave me a creepy feeling. I couldn’t explain it but it felt weird. That added to what he was doing with him mouth sent me close to orgasm. I’m the only one who had ever made me cum and only with my fingers.

My fists gripped the sheets and my legs clamped around his head. I was getting close and he knew it. A few seconds more and it happened, I came and cried out as if in pain. It felt great soaring over the top then followed by several smaller ones. I held my breath for over two minutes as my slow journey downward made it hard to breathe. Finally, I sucked in a deeply, sending needed air into my lungs. My legs still held his head like a vise grip and my fingers slowly relaxed. Wow, if that’s what sex feels like no wonder people like to do it.

“How was that?” he asked wiping the liquids away from his mouth.

“Wow. Great,” I said. I was lost for words and could only say those two.

“I’m glad you enjoyed it. Now it’s my turn,” he said standing and unbuttoning his pants. I pulled myself up onto my elbow and watched as he slid his jeans down. The large bulge came into view, nested inside his underwear. It seemed like a big rock and I wondered why it looked so round. Grabbing the sides of his underwear, he dropped them and this giant pole sprang out as if spring loaded. I gulped. Not again.

My pussy won’t be able to handle too many cocks that size. It was fully hard but bent downward from the weight of it. The head was a dark purple with the rest an angry red shade. I stared at it dazed and didn’t move. “Go ahead, suck it,” he said stepping closer. My butt was at the edge of the bed and he was standing between my spread legs. The cock jutted out several inches past my belly button and was dripping pre-cum.

This was definitely a double-hander. Sitting up I grabbed it with both hands to size it up. It felt very heavy, heavier than the old man’s cock. He wasn’t quite as thick, but it was a little longer and felt fuller, almost solid. A drop of clear liquid dripped onto my stomach so I leaned forward to take it into my mouth.

I did the best I could to suck it but a cock that size is hard to do, especially for me. I had both hands stacked on it and stroked them back and forth while sucking the part that wasn’t covered by my hands. He seemed to like this and slowly rocked his hips back and forth. After a few minutes, it was time for more.

Like a rag doll, he picked me up and tossed me onto the center of the bed and climbed on, pulling his shirt off in the process. I was staring at his large cock swinging back and forth while he moved to get into position between my legs. Taking it in one hand, he began to rub it up and down my crack slipping a little more in every once in a while. I only hoped that I was wet enough to take it or it’ll hurt like hell.

I’m not sure where he got it from, but suddenly there was a ketchup-sized packet in his hand and he was pouring a sticky, clear liquid on my pussy and his cock. “KY,” he said when he noticed I was staring at it. I guess when you’re that size you got to always be prepared. It felt cold and sticky but helped to get his cock inside me with just a little discomfort.

The walls of my pussy had been stretched beyond limits earlier and they were protesting this new expansion as I felt a small cramp inside. He kept trekking inward, pushing more and more of his enormous cock further into me. I wanted to cry out, to tell him to stop, but I didn’t want to make him mad. What if he told momma I didn’t act right and she got mad at me. A sudden sharp pain meant he hit bottom and I let out a sigh.

Reaching down and could still get my hand around the part still sticking out of me. I hoped he wouldn’t try and put any more in me or it’ll rip threw me. Slowly he began to move back and forth but no matter how slowly he moved or what he did with it, it hurt. Every fourth or fifth stroke he’d push too hard and it would ram the back of my pussy sending a shock wave of pain throughout my lower half.

“If you keep squeezing your pussy like that, you’re gunna make me cum,” he announced. I wasn’t squeezing it, it was contracting all on its own, but if it made him cum faster, I’ll help it out. As much as it hurt, I began squeezing my pussy as much as I could stand before the pain was too much. He quickened his pace and soon was slamming it into me. I cried out and squeezed as hard as I could one last time hoping it would make him cum and thankfully it worked.

He made a loud sound, best described as a roar, and slowed down to a stop and just kept grunting and moaning. He was holding himself over me with his arm fully extended and his face almost looking up at the ceiling. I could feel his cock pulsing inside me repeatedly for what seemed like 20 seconds. If every jerk contained cum, then he really filled me up with it. I only wanted him to finish and take that third arm out of me as soon as possible but I couldn’t rush him.

After a while he just fell over next to me panting. “Damn, that was great!” he said between breaths. “The best fuck I ever had, hands down.” I wasn’t sure if he really meant that or if he was just trying to make me feel better but I smiled at him anyway. He reached over and tweaked my nipple and I jerked back a little. It was tender.

That’s when we heard the key and both of us looked towards the door. Momma was back and she wasn’t alone. “You two are still at it?” she asked rhetorically ushering a younger looking guy into the room. He stared at the two of us naked and sweaty in the bed. I glanced at the clock and saw it was 2:23 and we’d been fucking for almost 45 minutes. No wonder momma thought he’d be gone by now.

“Have a seat,” she told the new guy and turned towards us. “Get cleaned up,” she said in our direction but I knew who she was talking too. I scampered out of bed holding my pussy not just because it hurt, but because of the flood of cum literally pouring out of me. Even cupping my hand to it, it oozed out from between my fingers and dripped to the floor. Sitting on the toilet I just let everything go, squeezing as hard as I could and even pushing a turd out. I knew I didn’t have much time so I cleaned up with a wet rag and headed back out still naked.

Dale was putting his shoes on and the new guy gawked at me like some kind of space creature. I wondered if he got a good look at Dale’s cock and lost his nerves. The floor had a steady line of cum leading from the bed to the bathroom and even from where I stood; I could see the large wet spot on the mattress. Damn I got to sleep in that bed.

His name wasn’t important but momma made sure he knew mine. It’s good for business as the guys know how to ask for. I smiled at him and he gave a quick glance over to Dale. Momma shouldn’t have brought another guy over so soon, it freaks them out to see another guy here. “Go say hi,” momma said slapping my bare butt with a big smile. She was feeling playful and hit me just a little too hard. It left a red handprint on my ass for a long time.

I sat on his leg and put my arms round his neck. He was Cuban or something like that and didn’t speak a lot of English. He didn’t need to as we both know what he wanted. He kept an eye on Dale until he left and then seemed to relax more. Momma said something in Spanish to him and he actually smiled. Living in Miami for almost 15 years I guess you pick up a few words of Spanish.

“Okay, rest time’s over, time for work,” she said motioning with her head towards the bed. I gave the Cuban a kiss on the cheek and got up, noticing a large wet spot where I had been sitting. I guess I didn’t clean up as well as I thought. Taking his hand, I pulled on it to get him up. Momma told him the price in Spanish and he slowly counted out the money. It was almost like he was having second thoughts about fucking me.

I was already on the bed, my head on a pillow, my arm draped over it with one leg bent and the other straight. I saw this pose on Titanic and thought she looked sexy like that. Slowly he approached the bed. He was younger than most of the other men, maybe 20 or so and not bad looking. I was surprised he needed to pay for sex but maybe he’s just shy. He stood over me gawking so I sat up and began unbuckling his belt. I could see his erection sticking down his left leg and smiled thinking that it was because of me that he was turned on.

Momma sat drinking vodka and smoking cigarettes while he fucked me. He wasn’t monstrously huge like Dale but was above average in size and if I hadn’t been sore from the old man and Dale, I might have enjoyed it. He was the first guy in a long time to use a condom and had his own. I didn’t care either way except they make my insides all itchy.

After he came he just rolled over panting. I watched as his stomach and chest heaved up and down while he tried to catch his breath. I also watched as his cock slowly deflated shrinking in the rubber like a snake shedding its skin until it almost slipped off. Sitting up I took it off and slurped his cock into my mouth, sucking off all the juices. He seemed to like it and rubbed my back as I did that.

I reeked of sex and so did the room. I could smell it even over momma’s cigarettes and vodka. We’d need some candles or room spray soon. The young guy dressed and left without saying anything else. I guess he’s not big on words or maybe without knowing a lot of English, he didn’t feel good about talking.

I rolled over and felt the cold latex against my leg. Reaching for it I held it up to examine it. Never before had I really looked at a used one before. Usually, the guys throw them away or flush them down the toilet. It felt surprisingly heavy and the tip was filled with his cum. I pinched it between my fingers several times and watched as it jumped up and down with every squeeze.

“Having fun?” momma said blowing a puff of smoke my way from the table. I forgot she was still there and it startled me causing me to drop it on my chest with a splat. I looked towards her almost embarrassed that she caught me playing with it. She had a big smile on her face and sort of shook her head back and forth. I suddenly felt a cool liquid rushing down towards my stomach and looked to see the cum was oozing out onto me. Just as I grabbed it, there was a knock at the door.

“Stay there,” she said getting up. I was almost in a panic lying there naked with cum dripping out of my pussy and running down my stomach. I tossed the condom towards the bathroom and turned away from the door. I didn’t want whoever it was to see me like this.

It was some man looking for Vicky. I knew what that meant. For almost two years Vicky has been turning tricks in this neighborhood and had a lot of customers. A lot. Now that she’s no longer here, I’ll be filling in to service them. I had a ready-made cliental base and momma wasn’t going to waste any time promoting it.

She invited the man in and I didn’t even turn around. I wasn’t sure I wanted to see who it was. My pussy was raw and was still throbbing from the encounters I’ve had so far today. Any given week I’d have sex maybe eight or nine times. Sometimes 10 times, but never more than that. Now it looks like I’ll be doing that in one day. It took Vicky a while to build up to do that many every day but I had a feeling I wouldn’t be given that same luxury.

“Someone’s here to see you,” momma said sitting on the bed and pulling me to roll over. I wanted to scream out that they’re not here to see me but here to fuck me but I knew better. That would really piss her off and I didn’t want to do that. Turning onto my back I smiled up at the stranger that just got there. He was older, maybe in his 40s and looked like he worked outside a lot. He smiled back.

“Go get cleaned up,” momma said patting my leg. I struggled to sit up and headed towards the bathroom. Just outside the door I noticed the used condom I’d thrown earlier was stuck on the wall about six inches above the floor. For some reason I smiled. I seemed kind of funny to me. I went in and closed the door.

Coming out I saw that the man was naked, laying on my bed holding his stiff cock straight up pointed towards the ceiling. “Come ride daddy’s pogo stick, baby girl,” he said with a goofy smile. Great, one of those guys. Some guys like to pretend I’m their daughter or niece or someone else and call me by their name. Sometimes they’ll want me to call them daddy or uncle or something.

I said nothing as I approached the bed, climbed in, and straddled him, sinking his cock deep inside my aching hole. I let out a soft whine as it burned through my core. He wasn’t that big, but I had too many cocks shoved inside me today and it was very sore down there. I rocked back and forth while he bounced under me. I just wanted this over quickly and rode him hard, slamming my sloppy pussy repeatedly on him, matching his thrusts.

“Oh, yessssssss, you little whore, fuck my cock,” he grunted through clenched teeth. I leaned forward to balance myself on his chest and he grabbed my nipples, pulling them hard. I cried out in pain and he made one last lunge upward, almost throwing me off of him and began shooting his cum deep inside me. I was too numb to feel it but I knew from all the signs he was cumming.

After a while he relaxed, falling back to the bed and I rolled off of him, feeling the fresh load dribbling out. I wanted to rush out and wash it out of me, but he had other ideas. “Lay with me a while,” he said pulling me to him. For the next 10 minutes he stroked my hair and rubbed my back as I spooned it against his side, my arm across his stomach.

His cock looked slippery, red, and not very threatening now. It had shriveled up into a small, dark brown ball of wrinkled skin and still had a cloudy drop of cum peeking from the tip. I reached for it, squeezing the sticky organ and dropped it quickly when it throbbed. I looked towards momma and saw that she wasn’t there. Damn it she left me alone with this guy. I didn’t even see when she left.

He rolled me over and followed ending up on top of me. Momma always told us to never let a guy fuck you twice without paying extra and I was afraid that’s what he would try. He was kissing me and rubbing my nipples and I felt his cock swelling alongside my leg. I pushed against his chest and turned my head in protest.

He was much bigger than me and much stronger and I couldn’t stop him from worming his cock back inside my pussy. Once the head entered, he thrust hard sending the rest in and knocking the air out of me. I let out another grunt as he quickly withdrew and plunged inside again. Closing my eyes, I kept still while he repeatedly drove his hard cock in and out of me, not slowing down and not letting up.

He lasted longer this time and after a while I began to wonder if he’d ever cum. He reminded me of the time Vicky and I went to a party and there was a trampoline that we bounced on for hours. Up and down over and over again only this time I was the trampoline. I felt his weight come completely off of me for the second or two he was pulling back only to feel the crushing weight return soon afterwards as he plunged back inside of me.

With my eyes closed and my head turned away, I didn’t hear when momma came back and I jumped when I heard her voice. She was right next to us, sitting right on the bed while this guy literally pounded into me relentlessly. I reached for her hand and squeezed it letting her know that I wanted her to stop him. I was beyond hurting now and he was tearing into my pussy like a psycho.

“You need to finish up,” she said standing. Oh, thank God, I almost said feeling relived. “She has another date.” I panicked and looked beyond her to see another man standing near the doorway. My heart sank. Not another one so soon!

Mister macho began to slow down and I could tell that he was getting close. Seconds later he stopped, wielded his crotch to mine and I felt the weak jerks of his cock as it pumped more slime into me. Momma hardly gave him time to get off me as she slapped his butt twice and told him to get a move on. She didn’t take any shit off anyone. I wanted to tell her that he fucked me twice but I was afraid she’d get mad at me for letting him do it.

He got off of me and I waved momma over. “No more, momma, please, I’m too sore,” I said looking towards the latest guy.

“He’ll be the last one today, I promise,” she said fixing my chaotic hair. I looked at the new guy and sighed. He was middle aged, had a pot belly and a big nose. Nothing great about him and I quickly looked at his crotch hoping I wouldn’t see a big bulge like Dale’s. I think that would kill me right now.

Slowly I pulled myself from bed and headed slightly bow-legged towards the bathroom to clean up. I was raw and just moving my legs back and forth was painful. Never before had my pussy felt so tender. I stayed in there a little too long and after a while momma came in. I was still sitting on the toilet and sort of hoping that if I didn’t go out there then maybe he’d go away. No such luck.

While I cleaned my pussy, she wiped my face, combed my hair, and put on a little lipstick. Five minutes later I was ready and heading back out to meet him. He was reclined on my bed, his back against the wall with his fingers laced together behind his head. He was shirtless but still had on his boxers and black socks. He smiled when he saw me.

“Come have a seat with Uncle Chester,” he said patting the vacant space next to him on my bed. Smiling I went to join him in bed. I was still naked which gave him immediate access to my breasts. “Mmmm, just like cherry tomatoes,” he said tweaking one. They were both sore from everyone else playing with them but I didn’t even flinch. That wouldn’t be good for business.

Leaning over, he took the one that he wasn’t playing with into his mouth and began sucking on it. The nipple elongated as his suction increased and he pulled back a little before it finally sprung free from his mouth. It was bright red and covered with saliva. He did the same to the other one before slobbering on my neck.

I giggled as he did that because it kind of tickled but also guys like that. His fingers found their way between my legs and this time I did flinch as it was aching. Glancing towards momma I noticed she had a stern look on her face so I just allowed Uncle Chester to do whatever he wanted.

“Suck my dick, Crystal,” he said sitting back up against the wall. I could see it was tenting in the boxers and took a deep breath. Reaching for it, I was happy to see he wasn’t super huge, just a little bigger than what I thought was average. I went down on him while he played with my nipples. After a while he was ready for sex so I lay back, opening my legs. He wasted no time getting on top of me and sliding his cock in deep.

I grunted at the initial entry and hurriedly spread my legs wider to minimize the discomfort as his thrusts increased. He was moaning and I was groaning throughout the entire 10-minute encounter. Finally, it was over and he held himself inside me until it slipped out. Slowly he rolled over pulling me on to him.

He kept touching my body telling me how soft and pretty I was and how much he enjoyed our `lovemaking’ and that he wants to see me again real soon. I didn’t hear a lot of what he said and tuned him out on a lot of things. We weren’t lovers, he was some guy that paid to have sex with me and I didn’t want to hear anything else.

I think momma could tell I was uncomfortable with this guy and said it was time for him to go so that I could take a bath. He released his gorilla grip on me and I wiggled off the bed, heading towards the bathroom. I could feel the cooling cum leaking out of me with every step.

The water was too hot for my tender pussy and it burned as I sat down. I felt like crying the pain became so intense just like a really bad sunburn. The area was bruised, swollen, and irritated from all the activity I had today. I don’t know how Vicky could do this so much every day like that. I guess maybe after a while you get used to it.

Leaning back, I soaked until the water began turned cold. I must have dozed off because the next thing I know momma is standing over me with a towel. “Time to get out, honey,” she said sickenly sweet. Pulling the plug, I stood and took the towel. “I have something for you,” she said handing me a small, silver colored box. Opening it I was surprised to see it had a gold necklace with matching diamond earrings. My heart fluttered. No one has ever given me anything like this before and I felt warm all over.

“Thank you, momma,” I said hugging her, overwhelmed with emotion.

“Don’t thank me, thank John.”

“Who?”

“John. He actually bought that for Vicky, but since she’s not here no more, I guess it’s yours now.”

I was baffled. Who was this John guy and why was he giving this to Vicky in the first place. I looked at it one more time. It was very nice and I wondered how much it cost.

“Why don’t you go out there and thank him for it,” she said raising my chin with her finger. I looked into her eyes and knew what she meant.

“Momma you promised!” I almost shouted. “That other guy would be my last for today!” Her expression suddenly changed.

“What do you want me to do, Crystal? Tell him to take his jewelry and money and get out? Do you want me tell him you don’t want to see him and to never come back? Is that what you want? Do you want us to be homeless again because that’s exactly where we’re going to end up when we run out of money! I can’t believe you’re being so ungrateful like this. Do you know how selfish your being? I’m trying my damndest to give you what you need and this is how you repay me? I can’t believe this shit!”

I suddenly felt like such an idiot. She was right, of course. Never again did I want to be homeless. For almost a week we slept in alleys or behind closed business and lost everything we owned. I was being selfish and couldn’t even look her in the eyes. She remained silent for a very long time and the only sounds I heard were our breathing. Finally, she spoke again. “Well, what do I tell him?”

“I, uh, I’ll do it, but this is the last one today, okay?” A big smile broke her face and she turned to leave.

“Last one for today, I promise,” she said opening the door with a wink. Yea, I’ve heard that before.

John was fat, naked, his clothes toss haphazardly on the chair near the table and was waiting for me in the bed. Great, straight to work. Glancing at the clock I noticed it was just before 10 and realized I’ve been having sex on and off for almost 12 hours straight. We were both naked so there was no pretending. With a smile I joined him in bed.

He was very hard, not very long, maybe six or so inches but very thick. Not quite as thick as the old man, but close. It almost looked funny, kind of nubby-like. I smiled at that thought and took it in my hand. The faster I get this over with, the quicker I can go to sleep. Without a word said between us, I leaned over and took the bulbous head inside my mouth. Maybe I can get him off this way and not have him put this fat thing inside of me. He had to hold his stomach up so that I could suck his cock better.

I worked diligently with my mouth and hands, trying like hell to make him cum, but without luck. A few times he got close and pulled my mouth away saying he wanted to `savor’ this. Eventually he pulled me to the bed and rolled over on top of me. Like a bull’s eye, he punched his cock into my pussy on the first try. I let out a grunt as he tore his way in, expanding my sore hole again to its maximum size.

He was fatter than any other guy I’ve ever fucked and I couldn’t wrap my arms or legs around his girth. Within a few minutes of burrowing his way in, he was getting close. His breathing was quick and sweat was dripping on me like rain. I heard the door and glanced that way to see momma leaving. She was actually leaving me alone with another guy!

When he came it sounded like a cry from a beached whale. That’s the only way I could describe it. Then he collapsed on me panting. It was hard enough for me to breath with the fatso bouncing on top of me without his just flopping his blubbery ass down like that. I struggled to get him over and finally he rolled over, wiping his sweaty face on my sheet. After he calmed down a little he got up to use the rest room. I breathed a sigh of relief. He was done. Time to sleep.

Unfortunately, that wasn’t the case. Coming out of the bathroom he had a big smile and a growing erection as he headed back towards the bed. Turning on my side I hoped that he’d get the hint and leave me alone. My vision was suddenly blocked as the giant blob of fat stood right in my way.

One handheld his hanging, stretch-marked stomach out of the way and the other hand stroked his cock coaxing it to erection. I felt nauseous looking at the pasty blubber and closed my eyes. “You can only go one time,” I said rolling away from him.

“Com’on she won’t know. Besides, I know you like my thick cock,” he said kneeling on the bed. I turned my head away, still on my back and felt the bed sink down as he moved between my legs. I closed my eyes as his weight crashed to my body, knocking the air out of me.

It was 10:50 when blubber man finally left whistling some dumb song. I was numb and didn’t feel like getting out of bed. His cum had dripped out and I felt it on my butt crack slowly seeping into the mattress. Crawling under the sheets, I went to sleep thinking back on the day’s events.

It was the rattling of the keys that first woke me and the sounds of someone shushing someone from talking. The door opened and momma and two men stumbled into the room. It was 12:17 and it seemed like I had just fallen asleep. She was drunk and the two men weren’t far behind with their loud laughter and talking making momma repeat her request for them to be quite. “Don’t wake the neighbors,” she said for the second time.

I pulled the sheets over my head hoping not to have to listen to whatever they were going to do. Sometimes she brought trashy bar guys home for sex and we’d have to listen as they had sex like animals. A few times they came with her to share drugs and left without sex. I was hoping this was one of those times.

Suddenly my sheets were ripped off and the two men were leering down at me. I looked around for momma and noticed she was heading for the bathroom. “My my my, you are a sweet young thing,” one of them said with a gapped-tooth grin.

“I’m gunna eat you alive,” the other one added reaching out for me. I scrambled out the other side, rushing towards the bathroom. The closest man grabbed my arm.

“Where you think you’re going?” he asked pulling me closer.

“I, uh, gotta pee. Really bad.” He looked at the other guy and they smiled.

“Go ahead but hurry back. You don’t wanna keep us waiting,” the second guy said as they both laughed.

Momma was sitting on the toilet leaning from side to side and having to hold onto the sink to keep from falling over. “What’s going on?” I almost shouted slamming the door behind me.

Looking at me through squinting, blood shot eyes she smiled. “You’re a big girl, Crystal, what do you think is going on?” she slurred.

“Momma you promised no more today!”

She half giggled and half burped, tilting hard to the right. “It’s after midnight. It’s tomorrow already,” she added with a snort. I remembered looking at the clock and realized she was right. It was the next day, but since I hadn’t had much sleep, it still felt like the same day. I was mad but not sure what I could do about it. She did keep her word about no more tonight `cause it was the next day. There was a knock at the door.

“What’s taking so long?” one of the men yelled. I sighed opening the door.

The man who grabbed me earlier was standing there butt naked with his erection pointing straight at me. The other man was sitting naked on my bed with a big smile on his face. I forced a smile and was quickly lifted off my feet and carried to the bed like a new bride. The other man moved aside as I was unceremoniously dropped in the middle. Both men converged on me like vampires seeking fresh blood.

Tonight, would be the first of two things for me. The first time I had sex with two men at the same time and the first time I had anal sex. They wouldn’t take no for an answer as they tried several times to stick their cocks back there until finally succeeding.

They were relentless, not letting up or slowing down. One or both of them was on me the entire time until they left around 3 AM. It took me a while once they left to drag myself from the bed to clean up. Not once had momma come to check on me and I discovered why once I made it to the bathroom. She had passed out on the floor and was lying face first in vomit.

I cleaned myself first and then her before helping her to bed. I wasn’t strong enough to lift her and it took a while before we made it. Once I’d cleaned the floor, I crashed in my bed falling asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow.

“Wake up, honey,” momma was staying as if from far away. It was like I was in a dark cave and could hear the echo of her voice. Slowly my eyes opened and she came into focus. Sitting on my bed, she was gently shaking me awake. I groaned when I saw it was only 8:32.

“It’s time to get up, sweetie,” she said. I don’t know how she can go from passed out drunk to being wide awake within a few hours. I guess when you do that all the time it’s like second nature. My body was stiff, my pussy sore and my ass had a dull ache. Yesterday was a very hard day for me.

Struggling to sit up I noticed someone standing behind her for the first time. The sheet had fallen down as I sat there so I quickly pulled it up to cover my breasts. Momma laughed.

“Now’s not the time to be shy,” she said standing. “Many men have already seen you naked so why bother?” She was right but I guess seeing a strange man looming over me as soon as I wake up just startled me. He sat down where she had been and gawked at me with a big smile. It was too early for this and I didn’t even smile back.

“I’m Roger,” he said putting his hand on my leg. The only thing separating the two was the thin sheet. “You’re Crystal, aren’t you?” I nodded. I had morning breath, my body hurt every place and my bladder was about to explode. It was going to be a great day.

“I gotta pee,” I said slipping out of bed on the other side and rushing to the bathroom. I cleaned up a little and tried doing something with my hair before heading back out. I could hear them talking as I opened the door.

“Don’t worry `bout it, she’ll do it,” momma told this Roger guy. He said something about me not being willing or something and momma said that was crazy that I loved doing it. I rolled my eyes and went out. Best to get this over with quickly.

He was still sitting where he was when I left and was still fully dressed. Wow, he’s the first guy so far that didn’t want to jump my bones rather I was willing or not. For a second I kinda liked him. Maybe he’d tell momma never mind and leave. But then again, that would only make her mad at me so the only thing to do was let him fuck me.

Walking to him, I stood between his legs, wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him. Just like Dale had done yesterday. That surprised him at first but soon he was kissing me back. His big hands went to my waist and soon drifted lower. I parted my legs allowing him to finger me while we kissed.

About a minute later he broke away, dropping his face lower towards my chest. His mouth found my nipples and he feasted on them. Glancing towards momma I said her look of approval with a slight grin. If she wants me to be a whore then that’s what I’ll be. We kissed again before I fell to the bed giggling.

He stood and began to undress. I watched slowly making little circles around my nipples. One hand drifted lower to my pussy and I followed the crack up and down a few times. “Is this what you want?” I asked. He smiled. Moments later he was on me deep inside my pussy. Biting my lip I endured it, waiting for him to cum and be done with me.

“Roll over,” he said suddenly yanking it out of me and sitting back on his heels. I moved onto my stomach and he helped me onto my knees. Doggie style is what he wanted. Seconds later he was back inside me. “Can I fuck you in the ass?” he suddenly blurted out from nowhere.

Looking over to momma watching us I smiled. “Sure, just go slow.” Momma’s mouth dropped opened and I swear her eyes bugged out briefly. She didn’t know the two guys from last night spent hours taking turns fucking my ass and even though I was still sore, I could take it.

Slowly he eased his erection deep into my gut and began stroking back and forth. Within a minute he was pounding me just as hard as he had been fucking my pussy. Five minutes later his cock exploded deep inside my bowels and he fell backwards, sending me forwards onto my stomach. My ass was throbbing but nothing I couldn’t handle.

I stayed like that, watching as Roger dressed and left. Momma then came over. “You’re full of surprises, aren’t you?” she said sitting next to me. “Get cleaned up, we’ll go get some breakfast.”

The toilet paper was a little rough on my tender butt, but I figured in a day or two I’d be back to normal. Washing up, I padded out into the room still naked to get dressed. Momma bought me some new clothes and had my outfit laid out for me. A pair of bright yellow nylon shorts, size eight and an elastic tube top. I hadn’t worn a size eight in over a year and knew these would be too tight, even though they’re stretchable.

It took a while but I was able to finally get the shorts on after having to jump up and down several times. They were very tight and fit like a glove. The top was another story. It actually looked more like the head band of a Dolphin linebacker than something to wear as a top. It wouldn’t fit over my shoulders and I had to wiggle it up my body over the shorts and still stretched it out.

Once my hair was in a ponytail and my makeup was applied, we were out the door heading towards McDonald’s. To say I got a lot of looks there would be an understatement. I felt self-conscious but didn’t say or do anything about that. I noticed momma smiling and waving a few times and turned to see different guys looking our way.

“Mind if I sit down?” I heard someone ask and looked to see a tall Spanish man standing there looking at me. We were sitting in a booth and I was near the end. I slid over and he sat down, staring at me. “I’m Jose,” he said extending his hand in front of my face. I took it and we shook. “Chew are berry boodiful,” he added as his eyes roamed up and down my near-naked body. I smiled, taking another bite of food.

“She’s such an attention whore, aren’t you honey?” I heard momma say with a smile. Jose never once took his eyes off of me and I soon felt his arm drape across my shoulders. I looked at him and he smiled the biggest grin I’d ever seen. I didn’t think it was possible to get one’s mouth that big.

“I’m Marilyn, her mo… uh manager,” momma said extending her hand across the table. Jose took it with his free hand, which happened to be the wrong one to shake and ended up grabbing momma by the back of the hand to shake. “She’s very sexy, don’t you think?”

“Oh chess, ella es muy atractiva, chi is berry sexy.” For the next few minutes momma bullshitted the man and he kept touching me in various places not covered by my clothes. The next thing I knew, she was offering my `services’ to him and he seemed sincerely interested. Of course, the $80 asking price wasn’t much of a problem for such a sexy, young woman, the problem was he was with two friends.

He turned around and pointed them out but I didn’t bother to look. “That’s no problem at all,” I heard momma tell him. Ten minutes later I’m in the backseat of the car with Jose pawing me, and the other two men are in a truck following us to our motel room. For $180 the three of them paid for an hour of sex with me and were all over me from the time we got in the door.

Jose wanted me for himself first and once he came, the others had me together joined again later by Jose. I now had three holes they could use and they enjoyed rotating around in them like a game. Fortunately, none of them was excessively hung so I was able to handle them without a lot of problems. It was almost noon when they finally had their fill and left.

After they left, momma stood over me for a second or two before speaking. “Hurry and get dress, we wanna beat the lunch crowd.” I had no idea what she was talking about but got up anyway. She had left for a while when the three of them were fucking me but returned a short time later with another bottle of vodka and a carton of cigarettes.

Slipping on my new ho clothes, we were out the door and heading down the street once again. I had no idea where we were going and knew better than to ask. Now that we had a car, we weren’t confined to the same six block radius we had been living in for the past year.

Momma defined places to find men by how many men were available. A pond had a few good choices but you may have to wait a while to catch one. A lake had more `fish’ and generally the turnaround was a lot better. Without a car we weren’t able to visit a lot of lakes and had to settle on a lot of ponds in the area. Now we can visit more lakes, such as truck stops, rest stops, car parks, gas stations and stores, and sometimes shopping malls. But our core business was still run out of the motel room.

After a brief stop at Vinnie’s, we were on our way to catch more fish. I had never really been inside a truck stop before and watching all the big trucks coming and going was impressive. That was before I realized why we were there. Another interesting fact I learned was that almost all of the big rigs have beds behind the seats for the trucker to sleep in when he’s tired. It also works well as a place to fuck.

After about 10 days of nonstop sex with an ever-increasing number of men, the manager of the motel finally became suspicious enough to kick us out. He accused momma of being a prostitute and servicing clients in the room. He was half right. We gathered up our few belongings and hit the road.

A few times she’d met someone willing to let us spend a few days at their home in exchange for free sex with me. This always ended when the guys found out she was bringing other men over in their absence to have sex with me as well. We stayed in various motels and hotels mostly along I-95, highway 1 or a few further inland.

She had a knack for finding the trashiest neighborhoods with the skuzziest men who had no problem with having sex with me. Mostly it was one-on-one but a lot of times it was with pairs or groups of men. Vicky had always resisted, always fought, always argued and this kept her numbers low. I didn’t do that. I did what momma told me to do and like a trained circus animal, I performed over and over again countless times.

As soon as one finished using me, she’d always have another one waiting or find one quickly thereafter. I never resisted, never fought, never argued, and simply opened my legs like the automatic doors at Wal-Mart welcoming the next customer. This made momma happy and in turn, made my life somewhat better.

I had always admired Vicky for being able to have sex nine or ten times a day and it does not seem to affect her. Within a month, though, I was doing twice that amount and within six weeks it was approaching three times that number every day with no end in sight. The more momma pushed me to perform, the more I did and not once did I raise my voice to protest. She must have taken my silence as my acceptance.

I remember it was unusually cold the morning we met Carlos, which changed the way she looked for customers. It was mid-November and we had just checked into a motel when she noticed a Spanish guy outside smoking a cigarette. I was wearing one of my usual whore outfits and he was staring at me. This was an invitation for her to approach him and solicit another john. They talked briefly, his eyes hardly leaving my body before he said that he didn’t have any money to pay for me, but he knew where we could make a `ton’ of cash.

It only required me to have sex with him for him to disclose where this secret place was. Momma, always on the lookout for more money, took him up on this offer with the understanding that if he `screwed’ her, she’d cut his balls off. He had sex with me in the back seat as we drove to wherever this mysterious place was. He’d given her general directions and fucked me until we got close to where we were going.

“Turn left at the next road,” he said sitting up trying to get his pants back over his butt. Slowly I sat up and looked around. We weren’t in the city any longer and all I saw was fields and trees everywhere. The roads suddenly became bumpy and I was bouncing around trying to hold on. “Next right,” he said taking us further into the wooded area. I was getting scared that this guy might kill us and take our money and the car and no one would ever find us.

“It’s just ahead a little more,” he said leaning over the back of the seat to point. The area ahead was a clearing with two old buses, several trucks, large and small, and a lot of people. They were all Spanish and I later found out they were migrant workers picking the oranges.

“Wait here,” Carlos said getting out. I watched as he approached two men and spoke to them in Spanish. I didn’t have a good feeling about this and I could tell momma was getting nervous as well. Or maybe she just needed another fix. It’s hard to tell with her sometimes. Carlos motioned with his hand to come over.

“Stay in the car,” she said getting out. I was really freaking out and watched as momma went to the men talking. We were the only white people there and the few people I could see were staring at us. After a couple of minutes momma came back to the car with a smile. “Come `ere, I want you to meet someone,” she said opening my door. I got out, smoothing my skintight skirt down in the process.

She walked behind me with both hands on my shoulders to set my pace. All around me I could see people on ladders, others on the ground still more walking around and picking up oranges and a few standing there staring at me. “This is Crystal,” she said marching me closer to the men. The two new men were grinning like fools and Carlos had a strange look on his face.

“Buenos d’as, senioria Crystal,” the older of the two men said tipping his straw hat. I smiled still apprehensive about what’s going on.

“Well?” momma said waiting for someone to answer a pending question.

Both of the men looked me up and down. My micro mini skirt again had crawled up past the bottom of my butt and I was sure they could see my exposed pussy, but I no longer cared. The matching shirt exposed my midriff and hardly covered my breasts. I could feel Carlos’s cum slowly seeping out no matter how hard I tried to keep it inside.

“Only if it don’t slow the work down. I got quota to make,” the other man spoke.

“I go first,” the man that greeted me said with a heavy Spanish accent. I turned to look at momma.

“What’s goin’ on?”

“You gotta ask?” I suddenly felt someone grab my wrist and tug me towards one of the buses. It was the man that said he was going first and he literally dragged me the 30 or so feet. Carlos had already left us and was talking to some the workers picking oranges. The second man followed behind us a few feet and momma followed behind him.

On the bus I was stripped naked and pushed back onto one of the double seats within 20 seconds. Fumbling with his pants, he quickly pulled them down and fell on top of me finding my pussy on the first try. It didn’t take him long to start thrusting fast and hard into me and quickly deposited his cum inside me.

Pulling himself off, he moved aside and the other man hurriedly got between my legs. He already had his stiff cock out and it was ready to fuck. The first guy stood there watching, even after he was dressed until the other guy came. Momma was sitting in the driver’s seat and we were fucking in the seat just behind her.

As the two men left, another Mexican climbed onto the bus and handed momma some money. Standing in front of me he pulled his jeans and underwear down and got on me, pushing his hard, stubby cock inside. As I did countless times before, I spread my legs wider allowing him to fuck me as hard as he wanted. He came within a few minutes and moved off of me. Another man was waiting there with his pants pulled down, stroking his hard cock and a big smile.

So began my new role as a cash cow. Before momma had to hunt for men to pay the $60 or $70 to fuck me, but now they came to us. For that price they got a half an hour to fuck me, although most didn’t use up all their time. Now the men are only paying $20 for six minutes of sex. If I’m able to do 10 guys an hour, that’s making $200 for the same amount of time. Even eight or nine guys an hour will earn more than before.

Momma only had to sit back and collect the money while the men lined up for sex. Her job was easier; the money better and there was less risk of being caught by the cops as no one would tell on us. Most of the people working as day laborers were undocumented aliens and many didn’t speak English. It was a great gig, for her anyway.

That first day I fucked 41 guys, not including Carlos and the two guys to start, in about five hours. I had a couple of breaks to pee and clean up and then went back on the bus. Afterwards we drove back to the motel where I bathed and got ready to entertain a few more men that momma brought back.

My pussy had been used so much over the past six months that I wasn’t even sore. A little raw, but it didn’t hurt. When the last man of the night rolled off me all sweaty and panting at 2:13, I fell asleep without even cleaning up. I was exhausted.

It was just after 7 AM when momma was shaking me awake. My body was stiff as if I’d been working out for hours and took a few minutes to crawl out of bed. “Why did you wake me up so early,” I grumbled on my way to the bathroom.

“We’re meeting someone, get dressed,” was all she said going through my clothes deciding what I’d wear. Not that it really mattered as I didn’t keep them on for long. When I came out I noticed my Daisy Dukes and a yellow spaghetti-strap camisole laid out. Slipping them on, I struggled to get the shorts buttoned as they were so tight.

Making a pass through a drive thru window for breakfast, we were on our way down some highway to some unknown destination going to meet some unknown person. We picked up Carlos at a Circle K store on Federal Highway and he got in the back with me. Neither of us spoke as he began kissing and touching me. Leaning me backwards he got on me and began shuffling with his zipper. He entered me without a single word being spoken.

By 8 o’clock we were pulling into another orange grove with lots of trucks and people. He had finished fucking me at least 20 minutes before we got there but I was still on my back, my shorts tossed some place on the floorboard. I sat up as my door opened and some Mexican-looking guy reached in. I didn’t flinch as he reached in and pulled me out. There wasn’t a bus there but there was a large passenger van with windows all around it.

The door was slid opened and I was pushed onto the middle seat. The guy who brought me unbuckled his pants and got climbed in with me, pushing his cock into my pussy. Momma sat in the seat in front of us and watched from over the back of the seat. She wasn’t the only one. The van wasn’t as tall as the bus so every window had at least one face leering through it at me, all with the same lust-filled expression.

As soon as one finished, another was waiting in the wings for his turn. Each of them had their cock out and hard when it came to their turn. This minimized the turnaround time and kept them primed to cum quickly. They didn’t want to go over the six minutes as they would be required to pay for two sessions. Most were not gentle and only cared about getting their rocks off. After all, that’s why I was there.

Just as the day before, after this, we went to the motel to clean up and resume my job. It was easier this way as the men were given more time and I didn’t have to fuck so many one right after the other. The following day was Friday and we headed back out to the country to another citrus plantation where I was served up again to anyone with $20.

Luckily Saturday and Sunday were like days off as we didn’t head out to the fields. Most were closed for the weekend but that didn’t mean that I wasn’t going to have sex, just not as much. Monday morning found us heading back out towards the farms. Carlos spent the night with us and fucked me five times throughout the night. He knew a lot of people and knew most of the foremen from the fields, making it easier for a young white girl to work as a prostitute, but for a price.

The morning began much as the last three as I fucked who ever had the money to pay until after lunch and then we left. This time, however, we didn’t head back to the city but instead went to another field nearby and I worked that field the same way until it began to get dark. By Friday I had so much cum pumped into my body that I was surprised my eyes balls weren’t floating in semen.

I was sore and raw from all the extra sex and begged momma not to make me go back the following Monday. She simply replied, “We’ll see.” Monday morning, we did see as Carlos stayed with us again the night before and early Monday morning we were driving out of the city towards Clewiston. I knew our destination and knew what I would be doing.

Thanksgiving and Christmas came and went without any fanfare, not that I expected any. My twelfth birthday a month later also went unnoticed and I didn’t even get so much as a card. I did, however, spend the better part of the day on the vinyl seat of a beat-up old bus and then several more hours in the back of a conversion van. My birthday unfortunately fell on a weekday and it was business as usual for me.

My only reprieve was knowing that very soon the harvesting season for oranges would be ending and most of the Mexicans I was fucking would move on. I was sure momma had no desire to follow them and I would be `safe’ until later in the year. I didn’t count on other fruit coming into season though and found myself back in the fields servicing the day labor force. Again, I said nothing to momma and she kept me working until one hot June day I dropped from exhaustion and had to be hospitalized.

It was at that time when I learned that Vicky had gone to the police shortly after she was sold and reported everything momma was doing to us. They arrested the man who bought her and have been looking for me for months. Since we moved around so much, they weren’t able to find me so for almost a year, I’d been a cum dumpster for any cock with a few bucks. Even after all the money she spent on drugs, cigarettes, booze and whatever, they found over $20,000 hidden in the car and another thousand on her.

The police arrested her on a whole string of charges and after a while, gave us the money. Neither of us was old enough to care for ourselves so they helped us locate our grandfather. Luckily, he wanted us and we found ourselves on a plane to meet him, courteous of the State of Florida. Vicky had already had her baby, a girl, and we took turns caring for her. With everything I’d been through it was hard to be just a `normal’ twelve-year-old girl, especially since dear ole granddad was setting rules that I didn’t like.

It was getting cooler outside, late October that year when gramps and I had it out. He demanded that I be home by 10 o’clock but I liked to stay out longer. It was almost midnight when I made it home only to find the doors all locked and he wouldn’t let me in. I wondered around the neighborhood for a while and headed towards an all-night diner to get a coke. I sat in a booth alone and put my head down.

“Hey, sweet li’l momma, how you doin’,” someone asked. Raising my head, I saw a tall black guy standing there with a smile. I knew what he wanted but it had been a very long time since I had anyone touch me in a sexual way and I sort of missed it. I sat up and smiled.

“Mind if I sit down?”

“No, not at all,” I said expecting him to sit across from me but instead pushed his way down next to me.

“I’m dolla,” he said extending his hand to shake.

“Crystal,” I said shaking it.

“What’s a fine-assed li’l momma like you sittin’ here all by yo self?”

“I’m bored. Plus, I got locked outta my house.”

“You need a crib to crash tonight? I gotta place.” I looked at him. He looked very gangster and had scars and marks all over his body with several tattoos. This guy was a thug in every way possible and I knew if I went with him I’d get fucked. Maybe that’s just what I needed to get me out of my depression though.

“Sure, let’s go.”

He had a nice car, an Escalade with dark, tinted windows and was fully loaded. I was impressed as I’d never been in such a nice car, or should I say SUV, before. We drove for a while to an apartment complex on the south side and even though the building was rundown and crappie looking, the apartment was very nice inside. As expected, he put the moves on me pretty quick and within an hour, we were in his bed fucking.

We started dating after that and when grandpa learned I was dating a 30-year-old black man, he went through the roof. I laughed in his face. He never fully understood everything Vicky and I went through, me especially so he had no right to try and tell me now what to do. I packed my shit and left, calling Dolla from the pay phone at the diner. It didn’t take long, maybe a few days, after I moved in that Dolla had a request. He had a friend in town and needed some companionship. I knew what he meant and it’s not like I haven’t done it before so I agreed.

He was an older white guy and I was curious how he was Dolla’s friend because all of his friends were black. But I was in love with him and would do anything for him. I soon found out what `anything’ would be.

~The End