CulDeSac Kelly, Next-Door Whore Ch. 03

"She has to fuck Kevin Brainerd?"

"Yup."

"He smells and he's so mean."

"That he is." I took off my pants and dropped them to the floor.

"Does she have to put her mouth on it?"

"On what?" I placed Wendy on her back, and kneeled between her legs.

"On his dick, his penis."

"Yup." I leaned down and laid my cock on top of Wendy's pussy, the head of my dick resting against her engorged clit.

"Yipe! Oh, so...shit that feels...oh fuck....so she has to fuck other guys like that?"

"Yup.". I said as I slid my cock up and down her clitoris, fucking her little nub.

"ooohhhhh....they...oh shit...they wouldn't do the things...that you do....oh shitshitshit...would they?"

"Nope." I said as I slid my rock hard cock into her, easily filling her wet snatch. I let my cock rest in her, feeling myself just throb, throb, throb. A huge smile spread across her face. "I don't think I would like that. I don't want to fuck

smelly men."

I began to fuck her for earnest, just for myself, thrusting into her and making her tits jiggle with every stroke.

"You just....ungh..want to fuck me...is that it?" I asked her.

"ohhhhh yes, fuck me just like that, yes, I want you to fuck me just like that..."

"For free, then?"

"Oh I just want your cock, fuck me, fuck me!"

I got down on my elbows, pressed in close and started to fuck her hard and deep, covering her mouth to keep her screams to a minimum. It wouldn't do to have the neighbors knowing there was a chunky, 18 year old next-door-slut getting her pussy fucked on harvest gold-colored shag carpet inside an empty house. Every grunt she gave seemed to go right to my cock, making it swell and pulse. Her lips and tongue pressed against my hand, until I shoved three fingers into her mouth and she began to greedily suck on them. God! What a needful slut!

With her mouth sucking on my fingers I could barely keep from shooting my load. I punished her pussy, pounding into it mercilessly, grinding so hard against her we had scooted halfway across the room. Finally I held her arms down on the carpet and came hard with a suppressed groan and an extra deep thrust which made Wendy squirm and writhe with her own orgasm. Damn! What a great fuck!

I sat up from my missionary pose, breathing heavily and looking down on the curvy little fuck slut in front of me. I turned her over and caressed her round ass and soft thighs as I heard the faint sounds of Kelly calling out Kevin's name and Kevin calling her a nasty bitch. I hated him for calling her that, even though I've called her worse while fucking her. I just can't tell if Kevin is being thoughtlessly crude or deliberately insulting. Intent matters, I guess. Wendy also heard the noises coming from the bedroom, and her thoughts weren't too far from mine.

"I couldn't fuck a guy who was so mean. I mean, he means it when he's mean. You know what I mean?" She said all that in complete seriousness.

And then, in a slow, deliberate pace, "I don't think I can be a pros...a sex worker." She had the same ditzy voice, but there was suddenly some thoughtful stuff coming out, and she had to go slow when expressing it. "I mean, I really like to have sex, but not with just anyone, I don't think..." I could almost see the gears grinding in her head. In my mind I had been classifying her as a dumbass, but now, while watching her work out her feelings, I checked that opinion. She was figuring her shit out, finding out what kind of person she was, and making her life decisions based on the facts she discerns. Pretty fucking smart, actually.

"I'm not smart like my family, and I ain't the prettiest, but I got good curves, right?" She looked at me, standing above her as i pulled on my pants, and I nodded gravely.

"Yes, you certainly do."

"So, it's either crappy jobs, or I catch a rich man somehow." Her brow furrowed. "So, I need to learn how to fuck, and how to keep a man once I find one to keep." She looked back up at me. "Will you fuck me again, please?" She put it like she was asking me for a ride home from school, and it was sexier for it.

"Alright, but not tonight. You'll be my woman until August."

"Ok, why August?"

"None of your business. And I'm the only one you fuck until then."

"No one? At all? I mean, there are a couple of cute..."

"I am in charge of your education." I loomed over Wendy, using my best gravelly voice. "I will say whose dick goes inside you...until August."

Her eyes were big, and she nodded silently. I turned off the lamp and went back to the bedroom, where I could hear Kevin do his final grunting noises as her came.

"Oh yeah, fuck yeah! Feel that hard cock, Fuck yeah!! Snort, grunt....unnnngggghh!"

I didn't peek in. I didn't want to catch any sight of that. After Kevin came out I escorted him to the door and then I went back to Kelly, who was wiping off every inch of her skin with moist toilettes.

"You know, he stinks the whole time I'm fucking him, but it's not until he comes that I really notice it. Goddamn we need to charge him an extra cleaning fee. Have fun fucking Wendy?"

"...yeah. She's alright."

"Is she going to turn tricks?" Kelly wasn't one to beat around the bush.

"No, ah, she's going to be a more, amateur level slut."

She looked at me seriously. "She's not your type."

"Nope. But she's sure as shit's Vernon Mangripp's type. At least until August."

She nodded. "That's true. And if she keeps you off my pussy, i get make a little more each day."

"Fuck, I didn't realize I was bugging you..."

"Shut up, you're a great fuck." She stood up to put on her bra. "...and I don't think I can say no to you, anyway, at least not to that cock. Damn, 'especially after Stinky Kev-a-Dev back there. So, it's good you won't be asking."

We both laughed. "So we're cool?" I asked.

"Heli cool." She said, lighting a cigarette. "Now let's jam, I got five clients tomorrow. And you have a skank to take home."