Eugene Edwards - The naughty babysitter

"If I was rich I'd keep you in a castle, Angie. Like a fairy princess. You're so fuckin' pretty it hurts!"

"You can have a little more right now if you want, Colin."

"Holy Hanna, Angie! I just got through. Nobody can do it twice in a row that fast."

"I can."

"You really like the stuff, don't you?"

"Love it."

"You'll make a good trollop. You're gonna be in demand, Angie. Too bad you weren't born in the Middle Ages. You could have been a courtesan to kings."

"You really think so, Colin?"

"That's the damn truth, honey. Any man would give his left nut to get in your pants."

I hoped Colin was right. I wanted to fuck for a living as well as for fun, and the thought of that fairy princess castle haunted my thoughts. Except that I didn't want any old fortress locked away from the world. I wanted a mansion, in the heart of the city, where people came to find a night of pleasure.

It would be better than going home to a drawer full of bills and the same old dreary sexual partner.

"I didn't want you to jizz in my face!" Wanda spluttered as she wiped the cum away from her eyes. "You should have held it a minute longer. Now we can't finish the number!"

I was learning the tricks of the trade as I watched her do a customer. The man was big, with a real nice cock, and Wanda had been sucking him off.

"You always get them as worked up as possible," Claudia had instructed me.

"That way you can take care of more customers every day. You let a guy get you cold and he's liable to fuck all night. So tickle their balls, and lick their cock, and stick the tip of your finger up their ass. Get 'em ready to shoot before they ever get it in."

"I won't get much fucking that way, Claudia."

"You'll get all you can handle, honey. Remember, this is business and we have to satisfy everybody. You gotta have a little fire in your own blood or the guys realize you're putting them on. They don't like that. So hold off your own pleasure as long as you can. Before each day is done you'll get your own orgasms. We gotta take care of our own needs too, right?" she laughed gaily.

"Gee, I sure hope so. I'd hate to have to go back to those school kids."

"They ain't any good, huh?"

"Oh, some of them do okay. But they think they're such studs you have to play up to their vanity. They think if they give you a little screw they own you afterward."

"Yeah, it was the same in my generation. Men get carried away just because a healthy girl drops her drawers for them. They think a woman who gives them pussy gives them everything."

Wanda wiped all the sperm away from her face on the edge of the bedspread, while the guy sat there panting from sexual exertion.

"Man o man!" the guy groaned. "I really shot my load that time! You shoulda felt me coming, honey. Now I can't keep it hard. Do I get a discount for only cocksucking?"

"You bust your nuts, you pay the price," Claudia told him. "You still wanta screw my girl there, she's willin', but if you can't get it up that's your fault."

"Man it was worth it!" the guy sighed. "Wish I could get my old lady to suck me off that way!"

This was the second day of my initiation and I had seen plenty. Claudia still wouldn't let me sell any pussy just yet because she wanted me to know how to do it first. There was one guy who offered a bundle for me.

"I'll double the price for that kid, Claudia!" he offered. "I'd pay plenty to screw one like her!"

"She ain't no kid and we got papers to prove it," Claudia argued. "But right now she ain't for sale. She's got her period."

"It takes a good soldier to fight a bloody battle," the guy laughed. "I'll pay you triple the price."

I didn't have my period and Claudia knew it, but she wouldn't let me have a go at it.

"There's plenty of time," she argued. "And we're gonna make plenty with you, honey. You got something real special. We might as well cash in on it."

I was willing, eager, yet she made me wait and watch I saw one girl sticking a frankfurter up a man's ass. That's the way he liked it.

"Aaaaaaauuuggghhh!" the guy groaned as that hunk of raw meat disappeared up his rectum.

"Oooooowwwww-wwww…!".

He squatted there in the middle of the floor while the girl gave him a rectal massage, and when he jizzed it was a prodigious amount.

"It's coming!" he screamed. "Oh my god it's coming good!"

The milky semen splattered onto a towel the girl had prepared under him, and it must have been a good orgasm because the guy fell on his forehead and jacked himself off while the girl fucked him in the ass with that frankfurter.

"See what I mean?" Claudia told me. "There ain't no end to the ways people get their gun. We use everything. Give 'em what they want. That way each one of my girls can take care of several customers a day, and the guys always come back for more."

"How many can I screw when I learn?"

"Many as you want, honey. Some of the girls take care of ten guys a day. Some only do one or two. Depends on your mood. We only got one rule here. If you get out of whack one day and don't feel like fixing a guy up, you gotta tell me.

Remember, a man can tell when you ain't enjoying yourself. Turns 'em off quick.

Then they go someplace else next time they need to bust their nuts."

She even let me watch the people who like to get whipped. I didn't like that very much even if most of the whipping was pretend pain, and she even let me see the Blue Room.

"This is where we fuck housewives." Claudia was proud of the luxurious room.

"You mean we have to be lesbians sometimes?"

"Not very often. Oh sure, some of the females who come here to get fixed up like one of my girls to make love to them. But mostly we get housewives, females who need a change of pace. We get them a good fuck."

"I didn't see any male whores around the place."

"No, I don't let 'em live here with us girls. That'd be asking for orgies among our own people. Bad for business. So I got a little phone book. Numbers for men who want to come and fuck a housewife. I give 'em a call and they hop right over. Works out great. We do such a good business with it I was thinking of adding a new wing to the house, special for married fuckers. We make double money here."

"I didn't know women went to whorehouses, Claudia."

"Hell yes they do! In France it's a big thing. Over there we all keep a lover, we all have affairs, and it's expected. And they have houses just made for women, a place they can go to get laid. There's a board on the front wall and we call it a Peg Board. Shows the different sizes of cocks for the male whores inside. A housewife picks out the one she wants and has herself a nice afternoon. Costs plenty though, because a man ain't like a woman. Us girls can fuck all night but a guy ain't much good except once a day."

I was surprised that some of Claudia's girls were so homely. Fat, old, skinny, warts on the face, flabby tits, varicose veins, peroxide hair, it was all there.

"Men like a change," she explained. "Sometimes they like it weird, especially if they been drinking. I even had one old black lady, must've been sixty-five.

Snaggle teeth and her tits laid on her chest like fried eggs. Made more money than any of us! Honest to god, Angie, when a guy comes to get laid there ain't no telling what he wants!"

I got the biggest kick from watching Gloria, a whore with long black hair and perfect breasts. She was a real beauty and she liked her screwing something awful. Claudia said she was a real nympho and I believed it when she got a guy in her room. The man was handsome with wavy hair and dimples in his cheeks. He was half drunk, and he had a prick that I fell in love with. A nice uncircumcised cock about nine inches, all busting with male hormones.