Three months after the day she left the Barton mansion, Lita found herself kneeling on a thick pile carpet, giving a blow job to a complete stranger. The whole thing was Miles' idea, but she had to admit she didn't mind-not like she'd minded in the beginning.
At first she thought Miles was crazy when he proposed that they both leave the Barton’s and start a call girl service, with Lita as the main girl. She'd never imagined herself as a whore. But when Miles started teaching her the tricks of the trade, all the delicious things she could do to a man in bed, her interest picked up quickly.
After only a month she knew she'd found her calling. She really enjoyed the work. Miles took care of any John who misbehaved, and after his reputation got around, there weren't many of those. Lita felt free to be herself, the real self she'd kept suppressed all those years in the convent.
She was a woman who sincerely enjoyed pleasing men. She was proving it right now with her latest John. He was a skinny balding little guy called Fred, shy and ill at ease, and Lita immediately set out to do her best for him, leading him into the luxuriously furnished room Miles had designed.
"Let me take off your clothes, Fred," she said, smiling. "As you see, I'm practically undressed myself.”
Fred could see that. In spite of his shyness and nervousness, the little man couldn't help gawking at Lita. Her opulent olive-skinned body was barely concealed in a filmy blue negligee. He could see the outline of her figure as she moved, even the brown points of her breasts and the shadowy triangle of her mons.
"W-Whatever you think best," he said timidly. "I-I’ve never done this before.”
Lita smiled and approached him, the gold carpet deep and soft under her bare feet. Somehow Miles had found money for the whole operation. She suspected he might have blackmailed Foster Barton for some of it, but that wasn't her concern. Barton had more money than he knew what to do with anyhow.
"Just relax, Fred," she purred. "You're going to have a lot of fun tonight… ”
Fred managed a nervous little smile as Lita began to unbutton his shirt. As she undressed Fred, she marveled at how quickly she'd taken to this kind of work. It just came naturally to her. No one would have guessed she'd only been hustling for three months. She deftly and quickly removed Fred's clothes, noting his small limp cock. Probably he was self-conscious about it-she would have to reassure him.
"Would you like to undress me, Fred?” she said pleasantly.
"Oh-why, yes," Fred said, obviously delighted.
He was clumsy, his hands trembling, but he finally managed to get her negligee open. It slipped off her shoulders and fell to the floor, uncovering her big ripe thrusting tits and the lush raven-black expanse of her muff. Fred gawked at her body in awe and admiration.
"It's all right, dear," she said. "You can touch me.”
He hesitated a moment, then heaved a big sigh and reached out timidly to touch her. His hands were small, hot and sweaty. He cupped the heavy satiny cones of her tits and sighed again. He ran his hands all over her large firm tits, shyly caressing the light brown nipples. His cock didn't get hard, though. This man was very bashful, very nervous.
Lita purred and rubbed against him, moving her soft curly bush suggestively back and forth over his little limp cock. Fred blushed hotly and began to breathe loud and fast. She didn't care that he was clumsy and ugly. He was a man in need, and that was all that mattered. She liked doing her job well, giving her customers their money’s worth.
As for the money itself, she didn't even have to worry about collecting it. Miles was waiting in his office, just a few doors down the hall, to get the money when the John left. Nobody with any brains was going to cross a man as big and mean-looking as Miles. So all Lita had to worry about was pleasing her man-and she knew she was very good at that.
"Just what would-you like to do tonight, Fred?" she asked softly. "Any particular thing you've been dreaming about?”
Again he blushed hotly and got nervous, but her gentle caresses encouraged him. "Well," he said, "there is one thing… My wife would never do it, but perhaps you… If you wouldn't mind… ”
Lita was used to strange requests, and she always granted them if they involved no pain. There were quite a few men who liked to put on items of her clothing when they made love, and one funny little fat guy who liked to lie naked over her lap and have her spank him lightly with her hand. She wondered what Fred's fantasy was.
"Go on,” she said, "don't be afraid to tell me. I'm here to do whatever I can to please you.”
Fred swallowed hard and said nervously, "I'd love it if you'd suck my cock.”
Lita suppressed a smile. Poor Fred, he thought that was really something outlandish. Half her customers wanted their cocks sucked, if he only knew. Still standing in Fred's timid embrace, she reached down and curled her hand around his tiny soft cock, giving it an encouraging squeeze.
"Of course, darling," she murmured. "I'd love to suck your cock.”
Fred blushed again, this time with excitement and pleasure. He was ready to go. Lita grinned and led him over to the king-size bed with its fake animal fur cover. She maneuvered him to sit on the edge of the bed, and she went to her knees before him. Fred licked his lips and sighed, hardly able to believe that his fondest erotic wish was about to come true.
"You just relax, Fred, darling," she said. "You're going to enjoy this very much.”
"Oh, Christ, I bet I am," Fred sighed.
Snuggling in between Fred's skinny pale legs, Lita lifted his soft pale little dick on her palm and inspected it. Clean, circumcised, with a faint trace of blue veins, it ended in a small cherry-red head. His sparse bush was brown, his limp wrinkled balls a rosy flush of red. He was a neat tidy little man who probably didn't see much action. Well, she'd make this a night for him to remember…
She bent over his soft little milky-white prick, stuck out her tongue and started to lick the doughy little sausage, lapping gently and teasingly up and down the rubbery stalk. Fred made a high shrill noise like an excited colt, and she felt him shivering all over with excitement and pleasure. She licked slowly down through his thin brown bush and used her stiff wet tongue tip to tickle his balls.
"Awwwww," Fred moaned, "awwwww, my God… ”
She took her time with him, lapping and licking and tickling all over his small flaccid nuts and cock, till Fred was moaning continuously and panting. Only then did she lift the limp little prick to her lips and suck it slowly, tantalizingly, into the fiery wet heat of her mouth. Fred's cry was shrill and prolonged.
"Ahhhhh, God," he whined, "yes, yesss… All my life I've wanted this… Fantastic… Yes, suck my cock, please, till I come… ”
Lita was happy that he was pleased. She loved fulfilling men's fantasies, doing the things their wives and girlfriends wouldn't do. She liked making men happy. In giving Fred his first blow job, she was determined also to make it the best.
She began sucking him slowly, building up his excitement gradually. She pulled in her cheeks, raised her tongue, and trapped his doughy little prick in a slick hot nest of wet flesh. She sucked his elastic little peter out long and skinny, then let it snap back. She tickled it with her tongue.
"Awwwwww," Fred wailed, "wonderful… Better than I’d dreamed…”
His cries were so loud and shrill that she knew Miles would be coming to investigate. It was just a precaution, to make sure Lita was okay, and the customer would never know about it. As she continued her slow teasing of Fred's cock, she glanced at a large framed photo of the California coast, a seascape. Presently she saw the peephole opening in the waves, Miles’ big green eye blinking at her. She slowly closed her left eye, the signal that everything was okay. The peephole closed.
Sometimes Miles would look through the peephole just for kicks, but not often. He really wasn’t into that kind of thing. But there were customers whose favorite thing was watching and jacking off. For them there was a one-way mirror to look through from an adjoining room. Miles always told her when such men were scheduled. She didn't like surprises.
Fred's cock was finally starting to get hard. In spite of his extreme shyness and anxiety, in spite of his shame at patronizing a hooker for the first time in his life, Lita's expert sucking was getting to him. She prided herself on being able to get even the most nervous man hard.
"Oh, God, oh, God,” Fred chanted.
His little cock gave a violent lurch on her tongue, then started to swell and fatten. Lita sucked harder and faster, encouraging him, and she felt the pitiful little limp dick growing into a stiff fat six-incher. Fred wasn't so pitiful after all. His cock throbbed with arousal, and tasty cock-juice dribbled onto her tongue.
"Will you-will you please let me come in your mouth?" Fred panted.
Lita nodded, smiling as best she could with her lips stretched by his fat hard stalk. She sucked his rigid pulsing meat faster and faster, pulling the hard drooling head right into her slick hot throat. Fred began to squeal continuously, loud and shrill. If Miles hadn't checked up before, he would surely have come running now. "Eeeeee," Fred wailed.
Lita glanced up at him, even as she continued her busy hard sucking. The little man's face was flushed and ecstatic, his small eyes rolling crazily, his mouth open in a lewd grin of pleasure. The guy was obviously having the time of his life, and that made Lita proud. She wanted to make sure he remembered this moment all his life.
She suddenly swallowed the head of his cock, her slick silky throat muscles squeezing it possessively. Fred squealed and shot up in the air, then bounced down again hard, coming helplessly. Jet after jet of steamy thick jism shot into Lita's throat, and she swallowed it all, adding to his squealing pleasure.
"Ahhhhhhh, God," Fred shrieked.
The mighty orgasm shook him for long blissful moments, and then at last he fell backwards, his little limp wet prick slipping from her mouth. Lita, smiling with satisfaction, let him lie there and catch his breath. She was pleased to have done her job well.
"I hope you're pleased, Fred," she said.
He sighed loudly. "It was everything I dreamed and more," he said. "For years I've begged my wife to do it, even promised her expensive gifts, but she refused. She said it was dirty.”
"Sex is never dirty," Lita said, "unless it's hurting someone.”
"I agree," Fred replied, "but unfortunately my wife doesn't. But to hell with her. I got what I wanted, and it was great.”
"I'm glad for that, Fred," said Lita. "I hope you'll come back and see me again sometime.”
"Oh, I will," Fred said earnestly as she helped him into his clothes. "You can bet I will. I'd like to see you every week, if possible.”
"That would be fine, darling," she said. "Just ask for Lita.”
Fred left, humming softly and smugly to himself, and in a few minutes Miles entered her room. He was grinning and patting his back pocket where his wallet bulged.
"That guy tipped you twenty bucks," he said. "At this rate, we're gonna be rich fast, baby.”
Lita smiled as she brushed out, her thick glossy black hair. "Any more customers tonight?" she said.
"Just one," said Miles. "This one wants to watch.”
Lita felt a little tingle of excitement. With only one customer, one who wanted to watch, she had to have a partner, and of necessity it would be Miles. She still loved to fuck Miles. Most of the time with the customers, she might get mildly excited and sometimes even come, but she still got wildly hot for Miles and his super-cock.
"Okay," she said, "when do we start?”
"In just a minute," said Miles, "as soon as I get the customer seated. You might as well leave your clothes off. Oh, and, baby, the customer wants to see the whole routine, everything you do.”
"All right, Miles," she said placidly.
He left the room to greet the customer, and Lita hummed to herself as she waited. Miles had taught her everything she knew, but she still liked to have him show her again. She felt her pussy growing rapidly eager, plump and moist and hot. She remembered back three months ago when she had feared Miles' huge cock, and she laughed at herself. Miles had been right, then-she'd just needed breaking in.
Miles came back and started to strip.
"Everything's set up," she said. "Let's get to work.”
It always amused Lita when Miles referred to their business as "work." To her it was pure pleasure. She went over and lay down on the bed, watching hungrily as he undressed. His huge limp cock swung out of his pants like some giant obscene sausage, and she felt a hot gush of juice from her cunt…
The large one-way mirror was placed on the wall beside the bed. In the little room on the other side of the wall, the customer had an excellent close view of the action, almost as if he were there himself. Lita had to train herself not to look at the mirror. She was afraid she'd wink at the unseen observer.
Miles climbed onto the bed and dived for her pussy. That was always the first step in their complete show for the Johns who liked to watch. Obediently Lita opened her legs wide, drawing her knees up to her big thrusting tits, exposing her pretty red gash with its curly fringe of black hair. She felt Miles’ thick wet tongue racing back and forth over her crotch.
"Ummmm," she purred, "yes, yes, darling, eat meee… ”
Her noises of lusty contentment weren't faked. She knew they added to the watcher's excitement, but she would have made them even if no one was watching. She loved to have her pussy licked, and Miles did it better than anyone else. As his big wet tongue worked busily in her gash, she creamed hotly, helplessly in his face.
He began with her tiny clenched bumhole and worked slowly upward. She loved the naughty teasing tickle of his slick tongue tip on her sensitive little brownie. Sometimes, like tonight, he stuck his tongue right in there, briefly and deliciously reaming her asshole. She felt his hot slick tongue snaking 'aside, and she squealed with pleasure.
"Oooooo, yes, Miles," she cried, "lick my ass… ”
The customer, whoever he was, must already be hotly excited. He could hear as well as see the action on the bed, and Lita knew he'd be aroused by the sight of a big-breasted Latin-type girl squealing for her lover to lick her asshole. Miles briefly probed her tight bumhole with his thick tongue, then moved upward in her crotch.
"Ummmm, yes, yes," Lita purred.
His thick expert tongue was snaking into the plump pink lips of her pussy, tickling, teasing, then rimming the very mouth of her cunt. Lita moaned ecstatically and creamed right in his face. She knew her shameless cunt mouth was opening and closing, gasping hungrily, wanting his penetration. He gave it to her, thrusting his thick hot tongue deep into her burning cunt.
"AHHHHHHH," she wailed, arching her body upward, taking his snaking tongue as deep as possible into her ever-hungry little box. "Yes, yes, darling, put your tongue up my cunt… ”
She ground her pussy eagerly around the tickling probing impalement, loving the wicked feel of his tongue inside her, creaming hotly and helplessly. Miles’ tongue was very long, and he could actually lick the neck of her womb. That drove her crazy. She was panting and whimpering, almost ready to come, by the time he removed his tongue from her scalding box and licked even higher in her crotch.
She felt the big hot tongue sneaking into the plump crease of her furry mons lips, searching out her clit. It found the sensitive little button and began to lash and tickle. Lita moaned blissfully and opened her legs as wide as she could, both to give Miles more room to work and to display the action to their unseen watcher.
"Ummmmm," she whined, "ummm, sooo good… Yes, yes, lick my clit, darling… ”
Poor Miles must be practically drowning in her gushing pussy juice, she thought, but he valiantly kept up his role a minute longer, tonguing her greedy little joy button till she was squealing with pleasure. Then at last he rolled away from her, sighing and wiping her sticky cream from his face.
Lita was right after him, ready to do her bit for the show. Miles lay on his back, flushed and panting, his cock still limp. She scrambled between his powerful hairy legs and bent down to lick the soft pale prick. Miles sighed more loudly and grinned down at her.
"Yeah, doll," he said, "lick that meat… Get it hard, baby… ”
She didn't have to be urged. After that delicious pussy eating, she was famished for his cock. It wasn't going to do her any good limp, however, so she'd better get to work-and do her work well. With a hungry hoarse moan she fastened her lips around the big spongy head of his dick and sucked his big flaccid cock into her mouth.
"Awwwww," Miles bawled, "yeah, yeah, suck me, doll… ”
He wasn't faking his excitement. She always made him yell like that with her first deep hungry sucking. Miles told her she was the best cocksucker he'd ever known, and she was proud of her natural ability. Swiftly she sucked his fat soft cock in all the way to his big bristly balls. She sucked him fast and hungrily.
"Go, baby, go," Miles panted. "Make it stiff… ”
That never took long with Miles. He loved having his cock sucked. She mouthed him hungrily for perhaps thirty seconds, and then it started, the twitching and swelling and growing. His already huge prick ballooned on her tongue, wedged into her throat, and stretched her lips almost to bursting. Delicious hot cock-juice dribbled onto her taste buds. She sucked him harder, faster…
"Hey, okay, enough," Miles gasped, quickly rolling away from her.
He was afraid of coming too soon and spoiling the show, Lita knew. His gigantic stiff cock wagged heavily as he rolled onto his hands and knees. The expression "hung like a horse" was never more appropriate than in Miles’ case. Just looking at that giant swollen cock was enough to make scalding pussy cream dribble down her thighs.
"Come on, baby," Miles grinned, "let's ball. Let's do it like doggies, okay?”
Lita obediently rolled onto her hands and knees and stuck her pert round ass in the air. She didn't care what position they did it in, just as long as they did it. She quivered with horny impatience as Miles crawled up behind her and wedged the huge hard purple head of his cock into her dribbling little cunt mouth. He pushed into her, and pleasure blasted her body.
"Ooooo," she wailed, "yes, yes, Miles, put it in meee… Deep, darling, as deep as you can… ”
Again her excitement and her wicked words of encouragement weren't faked. She wanted Miles' big cock desperately, urgently. He pushed steadily into her, penetrating and stuffing her in one long delicious thrust, and Lita wailed with delight and clawed the bed. Her helpless cunt cream boiled around his dick and spilled out to trickle down her thighs.
"Ahhhhh, God, yes, YES," she cried.
Miles fucked her in slow deep strokes, and she forgot everything, even their audience, as she gave herself up to the biggest pleasure of her young life. Nothing, she thought, was better than fucking. She was so dizzy with pleasure that she hardly noticed it when Miles suddenly slipped his cock from her cunt and pressed the fiery hard head against the tiny wrinkled mouth of her asshole.
"Steady, baby, steady," he panted. "There's just one thing I haven't taught you yet… ”
Lita panicked for a moment. True, she'd been balled in the ass once before, by Tony Barton, but Tony's cock was average in size, and Miles had a prick like an elephant. She was afraid that enormous dick would split her little, bumhole in half. Yet at the same time she knew she was eager for it, wickedly eager to be bum-fucked by Miles. She relaxed her anal muscles…
"Yeah, that's my girl," Miles panted, "that's good… Take my cock in your ass, baby, take it… ”
She felt the incredible stuffing of her tiny clinging asshole by Miles’ thick long cock. He went very deep into her, deeper than Tony could have managed. She seemed totally full of cock, full almost to bursting-but it felt fantastically good.
"Oooooo, yes, Miles," she whined, "fuck my ass… ”
He had to move slowly, his cock was so hotly and tightly gripped by her tiny brownie, and he buggered her in long slow deep thrusts. Lita started coming almost instantly, and she kept coming in eave after wave of pleasure during the short time Miles fucked her asshole. She would have liked to do it even longer, but the deliciously tight fit was too much for Miles. He soon bellowed and shot her bowels full of steamy jism.
"Holy Christ," he moaned, rolling off her. "I never fucked anything so tight in my life… ”
Lita collapsed onto her belly, sighing happily. Now she'd done everything there was to do in bed, learned everything Miles had to teach her. She was going to make a lot of men very happy, she was sure of that.
"One more thing, baby," Miles said. "Our customer wants to come in here now.”
Lita smiled and nodded drowsily. The request wasn't unusual. Often the John would get so turned on watching them that he'd want to come in afterwards and fuck Lita. She didn't mind. She could use another good fuck tonight before she turned in for a well-earned rest.
The door opened, and in walked a tall curvy beautiful red-haired woman.
Lita gawked at the smiling woman, who was elegantly dressed in the height of fashion. What the hell…? She'd heard of a lot of weird trips, but never a WOMAN who liked to come to a cat house and watch people getting it on. This must be some really strange chick.
"Lita, this is Peggy," Miles said. "She'll be working with us.”
Lita started to laugh as she shook Peggy's hand. "My God," she said, "for a minute I thought you were a customer.”
Peggy laughed, too. "Oh, no," she said, "I just wanted to watch your routine, see what I'd be doing if I took the job. I think I can handle all that.”
"Great," said Miles. "Now we can have more customers and Lita can get a little rest.”
He was all business, but Peggy wasn't. Her pretty face was flushed, and she kept glancing hungrily at Miles' enormous limp wet cock. She started to take off her clothes, and Miles stared at her.
"Hey, doll," he said, "you don't have to go to work right now. Tomorrow will be okay.”
"Oh, but Miles," Peggy purred, "I WANT to… ”
Men were pretty dense sometimes, Lita thought. Even as Miles ogled Peggy's fantastic tall creamy body, he didn't dig that she was hot for him. Lita giggled and moved closer to curl her fingers around Ms limp moist prick and start pumping it. Miles gawked at her, completely confused.
"You better get this thing hard, darling,” Lita laughed. "I think Peggy would like to sample it.”
Miles finally got the point. Soon, as she lay close and watched Peggy and Miles balling, Lita had a chance to consider what her life might be like as Miles increased his stable of girls. Perhaps she wouldn't be his favorite any more, perhaps he wouldn't ball her quite so often.
That was all right. There were plenty of other men-and the thing she liked best was to please them…