Traffic Girl - Rita Ch. 06

Author's Note: I hope you're enjoying Book Four so far. It's been fun moving into this area of exploration with the characters. We're going to get into some of the wider scope of the plot here and push things forward. As always, lots of fun to come!

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It was still dark when my alarm went off. Waking up at 3:30 a.m. on a Monday morning should have pissed me off. But it had become the new normal in my life. And there was a good reason for it. I swung my legs out of bed and quietly walked to the kitchen. The coffee maker had already gurgled to life. I prepared two travel mugs with milk and one packet of sweetener each. The coffee machine beeped, and I filled the mugs to the brim. I carried them to the bathroom, opening the door just enough to slide inside. I didn't want to wake up Jess, who slept peacefully.

"If you're wearing blue today then I'll wear purple," Rita said.

"Sounds good," Kat said. "Nude heels?"

"As usual," Rita answered.

They chatted as they leaned forward, getting up close to the long bathroom mirror that ran the length of the double-sink vanity so they could put on their eye makeup. This was the perfect start to the day. Kat and Rita were naked, standing on their tiptoes. As usual, I started devouring them with my eyes from the legs up. Kat was slimmer, her calves delicate. Rita's legs were more shapely, reflecting her love for tennis. I reached Kat's ass first, since she was a few inches shorter. The bold curve out of the sweet bubble butt never failed to make my cock stir. Rita's was less a bubble and more a pleasant curve, firmer and also reflecting her athleticism.

I set down one coffee mug next to each of them. They each turned and smiled at me. Like every day, they wore matching lipstick. It was a subtle action, but they thought it showed unity.

"Good morning, daddy," Kat said.

"Good morning, Kitty Kat," I said and kissed her lightly on the cheek. My hand firmly grabbed her ass.

"Good morning, my love," Rita said. Her eyes sparkled.

"Good morning, darling," I said and kissed her on the cheek, too. I let my hand slide between the crack of her ass cheeks, feeling her crinkled asshole.

As they finished putting on their makeup, I started playing with them from behind. This had become a well-honed routine. I started by teasing their vaginal openings with the tip of my cock. Kat's pussy had tightly compacted lips. Rita's were a touch more puffy. I marveled at how they both were always so wet for me. I took great joy in coating my cock head with Kat's juices, then mixing them with Rita's. Next, I would put my cock halfway inside each of them and then, for one final tease, give them each a single, long stroke of my cock before pulling out.

By that point, one of them usually had finished makeup. Whoever finished first? Would bend over the counter and spread herself open for me. The mystery was always which hole I would choose.

On this Monday, Kat was done with her makeup, and I lined up my cock behind her. It was a pussy day, and I wasted no time filling her up with my throbbing cock.

"God, daddy, you are so hard today!" she moaned.

Kat steadied herself on her forearms as I began to fuck her rhytmically from behind. She propped herself up enough so that I could see her pierced nipples in the mirror. I reached around her chest and began to play with them. Their sensitivity had become one of her favorite things, and she wanted them pinched more frequently. It sent her orgasms to another level. I wasn't inside her even five minutes before she crashed over the precipice of pleasure, her pussy gushing juice that leaked down my shaft and onto my balls. Another orgasm overcame her moments later.

By then, Rita was ready. I pulled out of Kat, who, while satisfied, also was just getting warmed up. I plunged into Rita, whose juices were dripping down her thighs. I knew I couldn't last long after rutting Kat so aggressively. Rita loved our morning quickies. She raised one leg up onto the vanity countertop, giving me more open access to her pussy. She looked at me lustfully in the mirror.

"Just give me that hot cum, baby," she said. "If you shoot your load inside me, it'll make me cum. I promise. I want it so bad. Please."

I watched her velvety, wet walls strain against my girth, the tension and friction hurtling me toward orgasm. Kat looked over and smiled at me. She was preparing cocaine for their morning booty bumps.

"Give it to her, daddy," Kat said seductively.

I cried out and shot my spunk into Rita's pussy. The ropes pulsated inside her. It was a big load and filled her tight cunt to the brim. I pulled out of her, and Rita immediately grabbed her panties. The thong back nestled tightly between her ass cheeks. She turned around and smiled at me.

"I love to have you all wet and sticky in my panties," she said.

"It is the best way to work," Kat said. "Well, except for when he cums in your ass and plugs it inside you."

Kat held up a medicine plunger. Rita bent over again, and Kat pulled aside her thong to give her the booty bump.

"That never gets old," Rita said with a smile. "I do fucking love cocaine."

"Me too," Kat agreed, handing Rita a second plunger and bending over for her turn. "I love doing coke with you."

Rita bumped her up. Kat got the wired, glazed look in her eyes that I loved so much.

"If only our viewers could see us now," Rita said.

She smiled and leaned in to give Kat a kiss. Their tits rubbed together. I felt my cock stir again. But it was time for them to leave. They pulled on their dresses and were out the door in five minutes. I was horny, but that desire would be satisfied later. I was going to see Crystal for lunch.

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I pulled into the two-story parking garage of a low-rise office building near the Houston Galleria. I had driven the G-wagon because it had darker window tint in the back. I parked in a far corner of the garage's second floor, where only a few cars were were. I texted Crystal, and a few minutes later, she slid into the passenger seat.

"Oh my gosh, I can't believe I'm doing this," she said. She leaned over and kissed me. The spearmint flavor in her mouth was fresh. "Did I tell you I work for my father-in-law?"

That was a surprise. "You do?" I said.

"Yeah, so this is really naughty," she said with a smile.

Crystal wore her usual work uniform of pencil skirt and white button-down shirt. I could see between the straining buttons of her shirt that she had a sexy, white lace bra on that barely contained her tits.

"It is naughty," I said, slipping my tongue in her mouth. "I love it."

Her hand moved over to my crotch. I'd worn athletic shorts to give her easy access.

"Can I suck it?" she asked.

"Of course, babe," I said.

"I put in a fresh piece of gum because I read that mint can make a blow job feel cool," she said. "Do you want to try it?"

"Sounds fun," I said, smiling and trying to repress a laugh. Crystal was so eager but in a slightly awkward way. I didn't want to trample that enthusiasm, though.

Eagerly, Crystal put her knees on the passenger seat, leaned over the center console, and positioned her mouth above my crotch as I pushed down my shorts. I reclined my seat, and she put my cock in her mouth. Crystal gave sensuous, wet head. I made a mental note to start forcing her to learn to deepthroat. But that wasn't for today. This was about drawing her a little further down the path of debauchery.

"Fuck, this feels so good," I said.

"Am I doing okay?" she asked, pulling off me briefly.

In response, I just pushed her head back onto my cock. I stretched out my right hand and gruffly pulled up her skirt, so I could play with her ass. I felt the string of her thong splitting her cheeks and pushed it aside. I reached underneath and felt the wetness from her pussy. She hadn't shaved in several days.

"You should always have a smooth pussy for me," I said. "If you can't shave, I can get you laser treatments to keep you hairless."

"My husband likes me having a little hair," she said.

"I don't care what your husband wants," I said. "Your pussy is too pretty to be covered. Can you do that for me?"

Crystal just nodded her head as she continued to suck me.

"Say, 'Yes, sir," I ordered.

She opened her mouth just enough to gasp, "Yes, sir."

Her pussy was soaking wet. I had intended to just let her blow me, but I wanted to fuck.

"Let's get in the back," I said. It wasn't a suggestion. "I want to fuck you."

"Oh my gosh, that's really hot," she said.

Eagerly, she slipped off her black heels and climbed over the center console into the back seat. She wasted no time drawing up her knees so she could take off her panties.

"Leave your skirt on," I said.

I opened my door and got in the backseat. Crystal smiled, still smacking her gum.

"Turn around," I said, closing the door behind me.

My cock bounced as I sprung it from my shorts again.

"I like how wet you get," I said as I pushed my hips forward and split apart her slippery lips with my cock.

"You make me really turned on," she said.

"I think you like sucking my cock," I said.

"I do," she said. "I get turned on even if I think about it."

"Do you touch yourself when you think about me?" I asked.

I kept up a deliberate pace with my strokes. Her pussy was creamy, and I loved watching my thick cock, vein throbbing down the center, slip and slide back and forth.

"I've never touched myself," she said.

"That's such a shame," I said. "You can learn so much about what makes you cum."

"Are you serious?" she said.

"I'm serious," I said, now hammering my hips harder against hers.

I noticed that Crystal had done serious work on her natural tan. She no longer had the odd color variation in her ass crack. In fact, she didn't have any tan lines. I filed that away for later. I assumed she was going to a tanning bed, but if not, I was curious where she was getting her tan.

"You really work for your husband's dad?" I asked.

"Yeah," Crystal said. I could tell by her breath that she was going to cum soon.

"It's hot that you're letting me fuck you here," I said. "What would he do if he saw you?"

"He's a pervert," she said. "Probably take a picture. He stares at my boobs all the time."

"Well, you do always show off your tits, it seems like," I said.

"I have nice boobs," she said. "I'm going to cum."

Crystal whimpered and shook and panted. There was a long drop of her pussy juice that fell onto the seat. It was time to wrap this up. I picked up my pace and let rip. My cum pooled inside Crystal's tight pussy and she gave a long, contented sigh as the hot spunk spread inside her cunt.

"I really, really like feeling you shoot in me," she said as I pulled out.

"You are so hot," I said, deliberately stroking her ego. "I really like having sex with you. This was super sexy."

"You really think I'm sexy?" she asked.

"Totally," I said. "You know what's going to be extra hot?"

"What?" she said.

"Put on your panties," I said. "I want you to feel my cum leaking out of you the rest of the day. Sitting at your desk, I want you to think about what your husband would say if he knew what a mess your pussy is right now."

Crystal's jaw almost dropped to the floor. "That is so naughty," she said.

I leaned forward and kissed her. Her soft lips were so nice.

"But maybe not as naughty as this," I said, reaching into my pocket and produced a coke bullet. Crystal looked confused.

"What's that?" she asked.

"It's a coke bullet," I said.

I held it up and showed her the chamber and how to twist the top and snort some of the cocaine from it.

"Oh my gosh," she said. "That's so cool."

"And see right here?" I held it up again and pointed to the script letter "C" I had inscribed on it. "I got this just for you."

Her eyes got wide.

"Can I try it?" she asked.

"It's yours, go ahead," I said.

I had calibrated the bullet so she wouldn't get too big a bump the first time. She twisted the side mechanism and held the top of it to her nose and inhaled hard.

"This is way too cool," she said and sniffled. "Thank you. That's too sweet."

"We need to get together again to party and fuck," I said.

"Yeah," she agreed, "I really like when we have sex on coke. It feels so good. What about this weekend?"

"Actually," I said, smiling broadly because I was about to play my final card, "if you are really serious about wanting to try it, Jess said that you could do an appointment on Saturday or Sunday when your husband has an open house."

"For real?" she said, eyes wide.

"For real," I said. "Real client and everything."

"And I'd get paid?" she said.

"Yeah, $400," I said.

"I want to do it," she said, using that tone she had when she wanted to convince herself of something.

"Awesome," I said. "I'll let Jess know and tell you what the setup is, okay?"

"Wow," she said. "I can't believe it. This is too cool." She paused for a second. "Is it safe?"

"It'll be totally safe," I said. "It's going to be at Jess's house she keeps special for the agency."

"Oh, right," she said. "I forgot about that. It has a pool."

"So it'll be safe and a lot of fun," I said. There was a glimmer of doubt in her eye, so I added, "If you want, I can hang out there by the pool before and after to make sure it goes okay."

"Would you do that for me?" she asked.

"Of course I would," I said.

She kissed me and looked at her watch.

"I've got to get back inside," she said. "But yes. I'm going to do it. Tell Jess for me?"

"Absolutely," I said. "I need you to do one favor for me."

"What, sweetie?" she said.

"When you get back inside?" I said. "Go to the restroom. I want you to take a picture of all my cum sitting in your panties."

"That's super naughty," she said.

"Are you my naughty girl, Crystal?" I asked.

"I am," she said. She kissed me once more and slipped out of the car.

I waited about five minutes, and Crystal sent a text message. It was her black thong, pulled down just far enough to display the crotch. It was saturated with milky sperm. I just smiled and nodded. It was time to take off the training wheels.