At his knock the girls welcomed Mr. Butler into their room. Though his clothes were casual, his manner and bearing were impeccable. Always her prepared the ideal hotel manager. Under his arm he carried a suit of pajamas, clean and crisply ironed.
Susie greeted him from the bed where she sat with a childish but sensual smile. The older man grinned back. He'd always liked the Smith girls, both for their warm personalities and their physical attractiveness. Admiringly he gazed at Suzie's long slender legs, her thighs hardly hidden by the pajama top she wore. Aware of a small knot forming in his crotch at the display of her fresh teen flesh, he regretted he wasn't a boy of sixteen once again.
"Hope these will do, Suzie," he said warmly, handing over the night clothes. "My oldest daughter is a lot heavier than you, but you're about the same height. Maybe you can make do for the night."
"Oh, I'm sure I can, Mr. Butler," exclaimed the fourteen-year-old sweetly, taking the clothes. "They're so attractive too," she continued, twisting on the bed to look at them better. As she did so, Mr. Butler was startled to see a tuft of dark hair and a gash of pink flesh between her legs. At first he didn't believe his eyes, but as Suzie rocked back and forth on the bed the short top swung repeatedly open, exposing her pretty young quim.
The older man wondered that such a modest young girl would be so thoughtless about a display of her genitals. But he knew fourteen-year-olds were often still in a transitional phase and probably she was just too naive to be conscious of what she was doing. Undoubtedly it never occurred to her that she was treating him to a display of her young tender cunt. A moment later Suzie's actions seemed to confirm his judgment.
As women do, she pressed the tops of the new pajamas across her chest and sat up on her knees to see how they fit. "Oh, they're just perfect," she said, looking at herself in the mirror, "and such a pretty material." And they were a perfect I it, ending in length just below her navel. The girl's entire hair pie was naked to the manager's view. As she twisted back and forth, gazing at herself in the mirror, her thick pussy lips opened and closed repeatedly.
The manager stared breathlessly at this full display of pink flesh and creamy cunt lips, lightly covered by her dark brown bush. In deference to the girl's modesty he should have turned and looked elsewhere. But he could not take his eyes from the sight of such a gorgeous, gaping cunt. His cock had grown hard and throbbing with natural lust.
Then finally she stopped her preening and looked over at him. "Why, what is the matter. Mr. Butler? You look so strange," she asked naively. Then, deliberately, she followed his gaze to her dark warm delta. "Oh, I'm sorry," she moaned, feigning surprise and embarrassment, even managing to blush, "I shouldn't have let you see my thingy, should I? I think of you more as a friend than a stranger. You won't tell Daddy I forgot to cover my private parts, will you, Mr. Butler?" she pleaded, still neglecting to hide the enticing sight.
"No, I won't tell your father," he mumbled thickly, finally forcing his eyes away from her coral gash. "But you ought to be more careful about such things in the future.
"Oh, I will. Daddy gets so upset about such things. I think he's too old-fashioned on that. I mean, it's one thing to be modest and another to be prudish."
"Well, there are reasons for such modesty," he argued, his eyes continuing to steal glances of her lovely young mound."
"Oh, I'm sorry," she said again, as if just realizing something new, "they told us in girls' hygiene class that such things could affect men. I think they called it arousal. And we have to be very careful not to do it by mistake. Did I arouse you, Mr. Butler?" she asked solicitously, getting off the bed and walking over to him. She gazed up at him with concern and care. Yet she still did not cover her nakedness.
"It's all right Suzie," he managed to say, "but you must be careful around men." Unable to resist he reached out his hands and patted her tenderly on the butt letting his fingers come to rest on her firm, pink flesh. Trembling, he dared to gently stroke the full rounded young globes of her bottom. He knew what he was doing was dangerous, but he couldn't resist. He hoped he would just appear fatherly and friendly.
"He's right," broke in Cindy, now ready to make her move. She had been standing quietly behind him and now she slipped off her robe and joined them. Walking up behind she put her arms tenderly about his body and began to stroke his crotch sensually. "You should be careful, Suzie. The sight of naked female ass can make a man's penis get very hard and excited. And you've done that to poor Mr. Butler. I can feel it even through his pants."
"My God, Cindy," gasped Mr. Butler, glancing at the three of them in the mirror. "You're completely naked. What are you girls trying to do?"
Suzie stepped even closer and looked up at him with large, liquid brown eyes. She seemed so young and virginal, almost an angel. "What we're doing," she said softly and distinctly, "is trying to get your cock so hard and horny that you'll fuck both our brains out, repeatedly, all night long."
"But what would your father think?" he blurted in confused amazement.
"And for being so nice to us," added Cindy in a soft husky voice, ignoring his protests, "you're going to get a taste of some nice young cunt that almost any man in the world would love. We're going to throw you a fuck better than any you ever even dreamed of."
Mr. Butler's body trembled uncontrollable at Cindy's soft strokes on his covered peter and Suzie's continued titillation. They fully prepared his pecker for action. Vainly he still tried to protest. "But your father, Cindy. I'd promised him I'd protect you. I can't…"
"What better protection can a young girl have than a man sleeping inside her during the night, Mr. Butler? Our father's not going to know. We love him dearly, but it's because of him we haven't been laid in over two months. And tonight we're having a little orgy with you and a couple of other friends to make up for all that lost fucking time. Now don't pretend you don't want it."
As she spoke Cindy gently unzipped his fly and pulled down his pants. His cock and balls were fully exposed. Quietly she began to French kiss him in his right ear, whispering to him what she wanted him to do to her already sopping love hole.
"An orgy?" he tried to ask, still unsure of himself, but unable to resist the smell of fresh teen quim.
"Don't worry," whispered Cindy deep into his ear. "No one's going to say anything about it. How can they? Who is going to complain about throwing cock to a couple of pretty little underage snatches like ours?"
In an effort to win him over Suzie stepped back. Teasingly she took her fingers and spread open her lovely cunt lips, fully exposing the coral color of her inner pussy. The hole leading to the moist darkness of her inner box was clearly visible. Mr. Butler stared at it, feeling a mixture of delight and consternation.
"But you Suzie," he gasped heavily, "you can't be much more than a virgin."
"I lost it years ago, Mr. Butler," the fourteen-year-old replied giggling, "and I can do it great now. I can suck your cock too and maybe bite it a little."
"Don't bite it," he said quickly, fearful of what the untrained girl might do.
Suzie giggled again and bent forward, quickly sucking his fattened pecker between her lips. Expertly she hooked her teeth over the swollen knob and started stroking it with her tongue. "I don't really mean bite it," she teased, her voice muffled by the size of the huge meat in her mouth, "Just nibble. Like this," she said, barely digging her teeth in the soft flesh at the base of the head. Mr. Butler groaned with obvious pleasure. His protests were over. To heighten his pleasure, Cindy, still behind him, began to fondle his balls with one hand and to move the other up under his shirt to stroke his hairy chest.
Suzie slowly sucked more and more of the manager's mushroom into her mouth, caressing it with her tongue. The man began to pant heavily with excitement as he trembled under the soft touch of the teenagers. He did not hear the door behind him open or the Bell Captain enter.
Jack Hayes stared at them in amazement. It wasn't what the girls were doing that startled him, but who they were doing it with. Mr. Butler was a stern and orderly administrator. He almost fired Hayes once when he found him fucking a hotel maid in his room. If there were to be consorts with other employees or guests, it was a strict rule they'd have to be somewhere else than in the hotel. Yet here the rigid authoritarian stood, his thick dick stuck firmly into the mouth of a fourteen-year-old customer.
But Jack's amazement soon turned to laughter. Mr. Butler glanced over at the intruder with surprise and indignation. Anger flashed in his eyes.
"He's been invited to the party, Mr. Butler," whispered Cindy tenderly in his ear. She didn't want an argument to spoil their evening.
The hotel manager tried to protest, but realized it was too late. "All right," he somehow managed to get out-in a panting voice. "Join in Taylor. But two things: tomorrow all this will be forgotten, and our relationship is still the same. Understood?"
"And also," added Suzie, taking the warm dick out of her mouth just for a second, "please close the door. I don't want just everyone to see me sucking cock."
"And open the wine," chimed in Cindy merrily, still gently massaging Mr. Butler's balls. "We're all already hot and the orgy has just begun."
Mute with delight and disbelief, Jack Hayes nodded assent first to his boss and then the two girls. Quickly he shut the door and popped the cork on the wine. Hurriedly he poured a glass of r each and stripped for action.
Suzie broke her lips away from the slippery pole and leaned back on the big soft bed. "This is such a nice place to get fucked, Mr. Butler. Such a nice bed. Would one of you please take my pajama top off?"
Jack Hayes almost leaped across the bed in order to accommodate the girl. In hardly a minute, both horny men were staring at the firm pointed still developing breasts of the young teenager. Her nipples were already hard as rocks and pointed proudly from the ivory cream of her boobs,
The Bell Captain reached quickly to feel a firm titty, but almost got his hand in the hotel manager's mouth as he bent forward and sucked the tit between his ups. Eagerly the older man's tongue licked and kissed the swollen nipple, pulling as much of the tender breast into his mouth as he could manage. At the same time Susie worked his already dripping mushroom firmly but slowly into her aching, longing quim.
Jack drew his hand back quickly as his boss usurped his goal. For a moment he sat frustrated as to what to do.
"In her mouth," cried Cindy quickly, seeing his dilemma. "She loves to each cock."
"Oh, yes," exclaimed the horny Captain and "whoomph" he shoved nearly the whole seven inches in the teenager's face. The bed squeaked noisily under his eager attack.
Suzie couldn't help but gag at such an onslaught, but expertly she placed her hands on the insides of his legs and pushed him back. Not far, but enough for her to get a big breath of air and consciously open her throat. In a moment she had the whole pecker buried to the roots in her mouth. With the huge meat stuck in her second love hole, the fun really began. Sitting on the other bed Cindy listened happily to the stifled moans and groans that came from Suzie as both men churned enthusiastically, probing her inner body.
Cindy wasn't unhappy that both men had gone for Suzie first and ignored her. After all, fourteen-year-old cunt was always rare for grown men. The older sister knew she'd get her share before the evening was up, and she loved watching her younger sister get laid. She grabbed the brand new Polaroid she'd borrowed from Daddy and began to take careful detailed pictures. At least they'd be fun to look at when they were back home and unable to get any.
"Click, click, click," went the camera and out slid beautiful pictures, already encased in plastic. Beautiful details of swollen thick flesh and bushy cream-soaked pussy hair.
The door banked open behind her and Cindy looked up startled. It was the desk clerk. He knew full well before he came there'd be an orgy, but he stared in awe when he saw his boss spastically shoving his meat into the love nest of the virginal little fourteen-year-old while the Bell Captain screwed her mouth. And obviously the girl was loving it. Under their vicious strokes her body squirmed and arched violently. From her meat stuffed mouth issued a continuous stream of ecstatic moans.
Cindy winked at the new arrival and smiled. "Shut the door and close your mouth," she commanded lightly, turning so that he could get a good view of her own body. "The orgy's already started. You'd better join."
It didn't take a second for the desk clerk to get the idea. Seeing that Suzie was already well occupied he hopped on the bed beside Cindy. Immediately she pressed her bare body against him, enjoying the feel of his naked skin against her own.
"Not too fast," she said softly, "I like to watch my sister get fucked. Let's watch her together." She smiled up into the handsome face and licked her lips teasingly.
"If you insist," he muttered hoarsely, ready to get started.
"I don't really, but I'd like you to wait. And when we get finished watching them we can fuck and let them watch us while they rest. Okay?" Easily she reached up and gave him a small kiss on his eager lips.
"Okay," he whispered, enjoying the warmth of her pure clean seventeen-year-old flesh. Tentatively he cupped one large firm breast in his large hand. In response Cindy slipped her own slender hand about his peter and began to rub it gently. She could feel him relax a bit now and together they watched Suzie's screwing.
It wasn't long before her younger sister was done. With a heave of his swollen cock the hotel manager buried himself deep in the young girl's glistening cunny and to the stifled moans and groans of pleasure, hot come overflowed like lava out of her small crack and down her young firm thighs and ass.
Pushed to climax by the hot splashing and throbbings in her quim, Suzie sucked mercilessly at the hard prod buried deep in her mouth. In seconds she felt the welcome gush of Jack's horny come over her tongue and down her throat. What she couldn't swallow she let drip lasciviously over her lips and down her chin. Eagerly she gobbled the jetting come as Jack gasped and groaned joyously.
Finally Mr. Butler lay spent beside her and the Bell Captain joined her on the other side. Tenderly they both stroked her fat little cunt lips and massaged her small swollen tits. But they were soon aroused from their rest by the sounds from the others.
"Oh Steve," moaned Cindy as the desk clerk crushed his lips to hers, their tongues meeting passionately in and between their mouths. The gentle finger fucking he had been giving her as they watched Suzie's balling now increased in pressure. More rapidly his fingers jerked now in and out of the soaking cunt hole as Cindy's hips twisted and shivered at the repeated plunges. Her face was contorted with painful lust.
"Oh, oh, mmm, oh," she gasped as two thick horny fingers jabbed through the sweaty opening, scratched roughly at her tender cave walls, then pulled out slowly and traveled down the wide furrow. The girl's ass jerked up and off the bed as crudely his finger nails scraped against her swollen, aching clit. Then down again they jabbed into her waiting cunt.
Frantically her pelvis jerked forward to meet each thrust and his fingers plunged rapidly in and out of the steaming pussy. "Oh, Steve, oh Steve, oh my cunt," she groaned deliriously, her hips twitching violently with every touch.
The desk clerk's mouth greedily sucked in a heaving tit as he shoved her back on the bed. "Oh, I'll come, Steve," she cried as he thrust even a third finger into the pretty teeny quim. From Suzie's bed the three eagerly watched Cindy's screwing. Steve's fingers flashed rapidly in and out of her wide open cunt, covered with white juice and making loud slopping noises. His mouth stretched and pulled the elastic flesh of her breast, rhythmically, into its warm heat.
The three gazed transfixed as Cindy began to toss and jerk spastically on the bed, quickly approaching orgasm. Already hard again, Mr. Butler slipped a finger into Suzie's pretty quim and eagerly scrubbed her small button. The pretty girl cried in pain but that did not stop him.
"Oh, oh, I'm coming, oh coming," cried Cindy loudly, her ass jerking and rocking frantically, the bed squeaking noisily under her. The room was filled with lustful noises of orgasm as her body tensed and began to explode rhythmically. "Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh, ohhhh, ohhhhh," she screamed as a copious river of white jism poured from her gash.
But the desk clerk had no intention of letting her finish so soon. Mercilessly he shoved, banged and worked his whole hand to the knuckles deep into Cindy's sweating cave. "Oh now, no," she cried loudly as the pain from her stretched vagina shot through her body. "Oh my pussy, you're tearing it," she moaned in pain. "Oh, oh no, my boob," she screamed again as she felt his sharp teeth dig deep into her soft tit. A little welt of blood appeared on her ample white breast.
The teenager writhed and squirmed in pain which soon became pleasure as Steve continued to heartlessly pound his fist into her tortured pussy and break the skin of her breast with his teeth. "Oh, I'm going to come again," she gasped ecstatically as her legs thrashed and swung wildly on the bed.
"Not yet," broke in the rough clerk as he moved away and pulled her head toward his huge, throbbing dong.
"No, not there," she groaned and twisted away from him with surprising strength. In a moment she had her quivering ass positioned near the point of his twitching pole. "In my cunt first. Please, Steve, please. In my cunt. It's been so long, Steve. I've got to have it in my cunt."
Insistent on his original goal the young man tried to pull away. Anxiously Cindy threw her legs about his hips and tried to lock him in. Her stomach heaved and her crotch rose, trying to ensnare the hot stinking dick.
"In my cunt first, please, please. You can have my mouth later," the young brunette pleaded again. "Oh yes, that's right," she whined, as the desk clerk finally positioned himself before her beaver and prepared for a first brutal thrust. The three resting partners saw Cindy's waiting hot gash and the hard cock ready to penetrate. Suddenly it disappeared. They watched the seventeen-year-olds body squirm spastically for a second and heard her strained voice as finally her own fucking began.
"Oh God, yea," she whimpered happily. "It's in now. It's in my quim. No, don't pull it out, don't… ugh, ugh, oh no! It's hurting, please my love. Not so hard. No don't pull it out, just… uh, uh, uh, uhhh," she gasped heavily as the clerk rammed his heavy cock full length into her stretched and aching cunt with quick, expert rhythm.
"Uh, God, yes… uh… my twat. Please, hard… yes. Please screw… screw… uh… ser… uhhh. Oh, ohhh, yes. Hard, oh hard." The spectators watched the couple with eager eyes. The two men were anxious themselves to get into that squirming screaming young body that wriggled wildly under the continued thrusts of the strong masculine clerk. Suzie was overjoyed to see her sister get such a tong missed going over. She envied the thick hose that now quickly jerked in and out of the girl's thrusting, energetic cunt.
Cindy writhed on the bed, forcing her pussy upward with every stroke to feel the full length of the stranger's hard dick. God how she loved it. "More," she kept begging, "harder, uh… harder… it's been so long, Steve. Uh, uh, yes that's uh… uh, oh, please… uhhh." It was obvious the clerk was ready to come. Cindy squirmed uncontrollably under his heavy body. Her fingers dug sharply into his lean hips and pressed his prick firmly into her dripping box. Her aching genitals were raw from the long overdue screwing, and pain mixed itself with pleasure. With eyes rolled back into her head she fucked vigorously as hot lava gushed into her cave and drained from the young man's organ. Finally the jerking of the two sweating bodies began to subside as spent jism ran in streams from Cindy's pussy and soaked the bed beneath them.
In a moment, she lay gasping under the clerk's large body. The trio on the other bed could see her spent, flushed face. As she recovered from the beloved torture she looked at her audience and smiled. "It was as good as you all thought it was. He's terrific." Then in a moment she licked her lips lasciviously. "But I'll bet one of you has got something good to offer my mouth."
Jack Hayes was hard again and ready to respond. Quickly he jumped off the bed and headed for Cindy.
"Now, wait, please a moment," she responded smiling, still weak from her exertions. "In a minute, when I get rested. This was a pretty strenuous fucking you know." She looked up at the big horny man, his strong root sticking straight out from his hairy body, and grinned happily. Her sparkling eyes looked honestly into his. "I want it, all of it, in my mouth, Jack. But let me rest just a moment. It's been two months since I've had a good balling. Let me rest and get ready."
The bell captain understood but his cock still throbbed excitedly. He glanced back at the now rested, glistening young girl he'd just screwed. She seemed willing, but Cindy's voice broke in again.
"No, please wait for me, Jack. I want you in my mouth next. Or any hole you want," she whispered almost bashfully. "Let Suzie go for a minute. You can have me in just a second and you've already done her once."
Jack sat back down on Suzie's bed unable to ignore his lust. Casually he reached over and stroked the youngest girl's heaving warm breasts. Uncertainty showed on his strong face. He wanted Cindy all right, but he wanted her now. Suzie would do again instead, yet he might offend the older girl.
"How about some of that wine," broke in Suzie quickly. "You poured it for us all but we never drank it. I could use some myself." Already the young girl was ready for another lay but she appreciated her sister's temporary problem. Cindy's desire to also get mouth fucked by the handsome I stud that had just done so well on her was natural. She suggested the wine as a small diversion while they regrouped.
Long before this Joey had made it down the stairs and into the lobby. He had expected to see it teeming with people as it had been that afternoon, but this time with women- all ready to go for a ten dollar trick. Instead he found only a couple of old men sitting in easy chairs reading, and a young couple looking through the magazines on the newsstand. A glance through the door to the adjoining cocktail lounge told him there was no one there, either. Disappointed, he headed through the front door and out onto the street.
Joey looked around him, not knowing which way to go. Sadly he realized that while the older boys had convinced him there was plenty of snatch available cheap at the capitol, they had neglected to tell him where it was to be found. Down the street neon lights advertised a night club-drinks and women. "Women!" the sign flashed on and off. That's what he wanted. Quickly he hurried toward it, his new, white tennis shoes getting muddy in pools of rain water.
Outside on the walls in glass cases were pictures of the girls inside. Strippers, wearing little more than their pasties and G-strings. Joey felt his cock harden just looking at them. There was a two dollar admission fee and unhesitatingly Joey took two wadded bills from his pocket and handed them up to the old man at the door, in response he received first a cold stare and then a laugh.
"You have to be twenty-one to get in here, sonny," said the old codger from the high stool on which he sat.
Joey frowned with disappointment. Then summoning up his courage he replied in the huskiest voice he could manage, "I am twenty-one, please sir. Just short."
Again the old man stared at him and then began to laugh good-naturedly. "You might be talking about the length of your dick kid, but you're not talking about your age. So you want to see some naked cunt? Well, I'll tell you what. I was the same when I was your age."
Joey stepped back, embarrassed he had been caught in such an obvious lie. Yet the old man seemed friendly enough.
"Maybe what used to work for sixty years ago will work for you. If you sneak back to the rear and carry a couple of buckets of ice up to the bartender, I'll bet he'll let you sit at the end of the bar and watch one of the girls do her show. But now, if anyone says anything about a kid being in the bar-out you go. Understand?"
The eleven-year-old looked up at the man and nodded enthusiastically. Quickly he headed for the rear where the ice machine was located. And, as he had hoped, the bartender found him an inconspicuous spot right at the end.
With everyone's eyes riveted on the tall bleached blonde who had just walked on stage, no one noticed his presence. Joey stared bug-eyed as the young woman strutted up and down the stage, letting her skirt split so that he could see bare thigh all the way to her waist. The young boy watched spellbound as dance succeeded dance and the pretty woman divested herself of everything but pasties and G-string. And when the pasties went in the finale, he was absolutely panting.
Quickly the lights went out and the stripper headed for the dressing room. But on her way she passed the boy at the bar. Filled with lust and driven to frenzy by the sight of so much bare flesh so near, he quickly got up and hurried after her.
"Excuse me, ma'am," he whispered hoarsely, just as she reached the dressing room door. Surprise, she turned angrily and looked down to see childish dark eyes, absolutely sparkling with lust and rut. For a moment she stared in surprise and then laughed merrily. "Well, a fan wanting an autographed picture no doubt. Is that right young man?"
Joey hesitated only a second. "No, ma'am, I want some… I want some pussy."
Even the jaded veteran of ten years stripping found herself surprised at the child's boldness. "Some pussy? Mine?" Then she began to giggle almost hysterically.
"I got twenty dollars," the boy responded quickly.
The girl laughed. "Twenty dollars, boy. You want to buy my cunt for twenty bucks? I just made three times that much for fifteen minutes on the stage. Come on in here, boy, before somebody arrests you." Quickly she opened the door to the dressing room and shoved him inside.
There was one other person in the room, a small redhead sitting completely naked on a couch. She took the long green cigarette from her lips and stared at the boy with astonishment. "What in the living hell have you got there, Sally?" she asked in a harsh voice. "You taking up molesting children now?"
"Would you believe he's molesting me, Maude? Really. He just now offered me twenty dollars and said he wanted my pussy."
Maude lifted her eyebrows momentarily and looked Joey straight in the eyes. "Did you really say that to Sally, child? Did you?"
Joey looked at her in confusion. He knew he was doing something ridiculously wrong, but he also knew clearly that neither of the two women were offended by his actions. In fact he could tell they liked it. Even if it was a joke at his expense he'd play along. "Yes ma'am. Twenty dollars. You too, if you like. But I only got twenty all together."
The redhead sitting on the couch laughed mockingly. "I'll be God damned, you'll be a pimp by the time you're in High School-if you ain't already."
The child bowed his head in embarrassment. He didn't know exactly what he'd done wrong but he did know that there was something bad in being called a pimp. But neither of the two strippers lacked compassion for the young boy despite their sardonic humor. Quickly Sally kneeled down beside him and began to stroke his head. Not by accident she let one of her large boobs dangle just inches in front of him. Clearly he could see the rippled, wrinkled jutting nipple.
"But," he said spontaneously, after having stared at it for just a moment, "it's painted."
"Painted? What?" Then Sally began to laugh. "My nipple you mean? It's just rouge, honey. All us strippers use it. It makes it stand out from our breasts more under the stage lights."
Maude was laughing too at the boy's honest naivety. But she couldn't help liking his sexual ambitions. "Come here, honey," she said in a sexy coaxing voice, "there's some things someone ought to tell you before you get your own stable. And I reckon the two of us are girls that could let you in on some things. Come here," she repeated, patting the place on the couch beside her, As Joey approached she uncrossed her legs and spread them wide so the boy had an ample view of her large, fat pussy. He stared at the well used gash with obvious wonder and admiration. But he was surprised to see there was not a trace of hair.
"Hope you like what you see child," said the redhead confidentially, "lot of guys out front would pay twenty dollars just to look at it."
"It's beautiful," sighed Joey, sitting down beside her, "but how come there's no bush."
Sally giggled girlishly behind him. "Lot of us strip artists shave our twat boy. The G-string wouldn't cover it all. See." With that she undid the thin panties and sat down beside him naked, spreading her legs wide also. Intently Joey stared at the crimson furrow between her pure white pussy lips. Her cunt hole was large and moist, like Maude's, obviously frequently used.
Joey sat now sandwiched between their warm bare bodies. Both girls noticed with amusement the huge swell in the crotch of his jeans. And both began to stroke his head with their hands, consolingly.
"Look kid," began Sally cheerfully, "we're not whores. We're dancers. We work for money and we belong to a union like anybody else. And generally when we throw a guy a fuck it's because we really like him."
"Right," added Maude, "and when we do feel the pinch for a little extra money we go for a lot higher stakes than twenty bucks. At least a couple of bills if not more."
"And they're not cheap rolls in the hay either. They are good all night stands with businessmen and we give them their dollars worth."
Joey pressed himself tighter against the girls' naked bodies. "But how does a young guy get a piece? Would you give me some because you like me?" he asked in desperation.
"Sure we would, Joey," answered Maude sympathetically, "if you were about ten years older. But we can't afford to be caught messing with underage skins. Besides, we're not perverts."
"Sure, if you were older it'd be different," added Sally. "Then we'd love to fuck you. But you don't have any girls at school that will ball?"
"No. The one's my age are all scared. And the older girls think I'm too young. Is there any place here I could get some?"
Sally looked at him with both sympathy and amusement. "Well, the places where you could get a cheap whore are not places I'd want to see you go. And you don't have the money for a really good one. But I'll tell you what, we're leaving pretty quick and we'll drop you off at ‘The Mixer' down the street. It's a pick-up joint where stag men and gals go to find a lay, and usually it's free. I'm awfully afraid you won't score ‘cause you're so young. But maybe you'll be lucky."
"Sorry, kid," Maude concluded, getting up and reaching for some clothes, "Doesn't look like you're having much luck. Keep trying. You'll find some pussy one of these days. Come on, Sally," she said, turning her attentions from the young boy, "we got dates in thirty minutes."
Silently, disappointed, Joey watched them dress.