Working-Girl

Working Girl

Bertha was a horny middle-aged Lesbian. As was her
custom, she was thinking about going to her favorite Lesbian
bar and seeing if she could find a fem to take home and make
love too. As she drove past the hooker lane on the way to the
bar she saw something that caught her eye.

Among the normal assortment of street hookers was a
small figure that looked like a young girl. Bertha turned right at
the next corner and came around for a second look. She slowed
down as she approached the corner. Three women stepped off
the curb and looked in the car as Bertha used the electronic
window control to lower the window.

One of the whores leaned in and asked, "You looking for
a good time Honey" as she chewed on her gum.

Bertha pointed at the young girl and asked, "Is that one is
available?"
The woman pulled her head back and yelled out, "This is
your lucky night Baby-Girl. You up to dating a woman who
has the hots for a little girl like you?"

The girl approached the car and looked in. She took a
drag on her cigarette and flipped it into the gutter as she opened
the door. As Bertha pulled away from the curb, they could not
hear what the three other hookers were saying. It was just as
well that they didn't hear the remarks. They were making rude
comments about dikes and girls that would sl**p with them.

The youngster let out the smoke until her lungs were
almost empty and the last bit of smoke she blew out of her
nose. Bertha was not that happy about her smoking in her car.

She moved close to Bertha and started stroking her thigh.
"What would you like me to do?" she asked. "If you want me
to perform oral sex on you or you want to do it to me it will
cost twenty-five bucks. If you want to fuck me with anything it
will cost fifty."

Bertha said, "Don't rush me honey. We need to get to
know each other better first."

Girl, "Lady.I'm working and talking cost money. If
you just want to talk it will cost you twenty-five bucks an
hour."

Bertha, "OK! Why don't we have dinner first?"

Girl, "If you're buying and paying me for my time.we
can do what ever you like."

Bertha, "I know a decent restaurant up the street."

Bertha pulled in and parked. They entered the place and Bertha
led the way to a booth in the back. In the bright neon light she
got a good look at the young whore. She was dressed like most
streetwalkers in the area. She had on high heels that were far to
high for a girl her size. Her legs were bare. The hair was
teased too much. The makeup was on to thick. In an effort to
make her mouth look larger she had painted her upper lip
outside her natural lip-line. She had on a halter-top that looked
like little more than bikini top in red and wore a mock fur jacket
over that. Bertha knew that she flashed passing cars with that
jacket. You could see that she had a navel ring because the
only thing else she had on was tight fitting jeans that were cut
and frayed. The legs were cut off so high that even the pockets
were visible below the edges of the legs.

Bertha ordered a chicken dinner, with coffee. The young
girl ordered a cheeseburger, fires and a coke. When the
waitress left, Bertha asked her for her name.

The girl gave her a sassy look and said, "Jennifer.if
that's any of you business."

Bertha, "There is no need to be nasty, my Dear!"

Jennifer, "I'm a working girl! The sooner we get our
business over with the sooner I can get back to my corner."

Bertha, "Is that so important to you?"

She gave Bertha a snarl and shrugged her shoulders. The
waitress interrupted them as she brought the coke and coffee.
They fell quiet for a second sipping their drinks and taking
stock of one another.

Jennifer asked Bertha what she wanted and where she
wanted to do it?

Bertha said, "There will be plenty of time for that after
we eat our dinner."

The older woman began asking the usual questions about
the girl. Where she was from and how she came to be working
on the street.

Surprisingly, as Jennifer was eating she started telling
Bertha about herself. She came from a small town about 300
miles north of the city. She said she does not remember her
real father. Her mother had four husbands before she was ten
years old. The last stepfather had taken it upon himself to teach
her about sex. When her mother was at work he would have
her suck his cock. After a few such sessions he undressed her
and put lubricant all over his cock and shoved it into her virgin
vagina. He continued fucking the poor thing until he was
finished squirting his cum in her. Then he cleaned up the bl**d
and told her to not tell her mother. After that he began fucking
her whenever he wanted. He eventually added anal sodomy to
his routine and turned her asshole into his playground as well.
She soon got use to being fucked in either hole and accepted her
fate. She thought it strange that she got no real pleasure from
the things he did and wondered what it was that she read about
in magazines where women went mad for sex with men.

One night her mother came home early because she had
cut her hand on a machine at work. She walked into the house
only to find her husband fucking her daughter in the ass.
Needless to say she was upset at the betrayal of the two persons
she cared most about. She kicked her husband out immediately
and then turned Jennifer out because she felt she was just like
her father. She said she looked just like him and now was
acting like him as well.

Now at the age twelve she was on her own. She took
what little money she had and caught a south bound bus. She
only had enough money to reach the city, so her first night she
was spent sl**ping on a wooden bench in the bus station.

To her surprise a woman came up to her and offered to
buy her breakfast. Afterwards the woman took her home and
let her stay with her. . After their conversation revealed that the
woman was a hooker who really had no use for men. As
evening fell the woman said she had business to take care of but
that Jennifer was welcome to bath and sl**p in her bed while
she was away. When the woman came home she bathed herself
and came naked to bed with Jennifer.

After some coaxing and cuddling she made love to the
p*****n by fondling and sucking her young breasts and then
sucked her pussy until the girl experienced the climax she had
read about but never found with her stepfather. It was a
marvelous feeling and she wanted more.

Jennifer felt that she should repay the woman in the only
way she was able at that moment. She obediently slid beneath
the sheets and applied her mouth to the woman's large opening.
To her amazement she found that she was almost as excited
perform this un-natural act, as she had been when the woman
was sucking on her.

The woman told her she could live with her if she wanted
but she would have to work the streets too. Jennifer would be
expected to pay the woman half of whatever she earned.
Things went well for a while but in the past six months she had
become more and more suspicious that the girl was holding
back money. Being a suspicious person, the woman would
stick her finger in the girl's cunt and smell her finger for traces
of cum and latex smell, when she returned to the corner. If the
tell tale odor was there she insisted on her payment right then
and there for Jennifer getting fucked. She wanted the full
twenty-five dollars. If Jennifer insisted that she only gave the
John a blowjob, the woman would slap her so hard that she
would fall to the sidewalk. Where she might be kicked until
she paid up.

It occurred on Bertha that one of the women on the
corner where she had met Jennifer was probably that pimp.
"Which one of the women was she?"

Jennifer, "She was the one you were talking to."

Bertha closed her eyes to remember what she looked like.
The woman was the dark haired one with the face that looked
nice but hard at the same time.

When the meal was over and she had paid the check, they
got back into the car. Bertha drove back to her little motel
apartment on the edge of town. It had been a motel that had
been built on the old interstate highway back in the nineteen
thirties. There were six small bungalows arranged into a "U"
shape.

When the new highway bypassed the old part of town the
condition of the motel deteriorated over the years. The cypress
trees had never been trimmed and had grown up around the
bungalows to the point that they were almost hidden from the
street. The pile of foliage around the bases from the evergreens
was more than two feet deep. The trees were covered with
funnel webs of spiders. When they parked in front of the
apartment the light of the headlights revealed that the paint on
the apartment was pealing off.

When the two women entered the apartment a musty
smell greeted them. The carpet was old and had long ago lost
its luster. There were only three rooms as far as Jennifer could
tell. It had a bathroom, kitchenette and the room they were in
which served as a living room and bedroom at the same time.
There was a double bed against one wall and a couch against
the wall across from it.

Bertha offered Jennifer a seat on the couch. As she sat
down on the couch she reached into her jacket for a pack of
cigarettes. She removed one and put it in her mouth as she
returned the pack back into her pocket and pulled out a Bic
lighter. She sat back and lit her cigarette. She slowly inhaled
the smoke and squinted as some got into her eyes. She was
checking out the place. It was clean even if the furniture was
old.

Bertha noticed that the girl had nicotine stains between
her fingers on her left hand. She felt that a girl no more than
thirteen was to young to be smoking that much. How foolish
for a young one like this to ruin her health simply to give others
the impression of her worldliness.

Bertha sat next to her and placed her hand on the inner
thigh of her right leg. Jennifer yielded to her touch and spread
her legs open, as she blew the smoke towards the ceiling.
Jennifer leaned forward and placed her cigarette into an ashtray
as she pulled her jacket off. Leaning back she untied the front
of her little top and shrugged it off her shoulders. Then she
picked up her cigarette and took another drag as she sat back
against the couch. Her perky little breasts completely exposed
to Bertha's gaze.

Bertha sat there admiring the breasts of this girl that
looked like an angle at the same time she looked s tough street
urchin. The breasts were hardly more than a "B" cup on the
c***dish chest. The areolas were sweet looking mauve ovals
that had hardly any nipples on them. Bertha could not resist
leaning forward to take the right nipple into her mouth and suck
on it. The girl's flesh tasted of nicotine and cheep perfume.

It was only a couple of steps from the couch to the foot of
the bed. Bertha stood up and took the girl by the hand as she
led her across the room. While they were still standing she
pulled at the buttons on the girl's her jeans. There was not
much left of the jeans that fell to the floor. Jennifer was
standing there in thong panties that were almost flesh-color and
those terribly high healed shoes. When Jennifer pulled her
panties down, Bertha saw that her little pubis was shaved
smooth. Bertha was sure she did that to make herself look even
younger than she was.

Jennifer took another drag of her cigarette and held her
breath as Bertha looked at the body of the girl. The skin was so
creamy that she had to touch it. Jennifer reached out and felt
Bertha's big breast.

Jennifer was getting impatient. The quicker she got
finished with this trick the sooner she would be back to her
pimp lover. She knew she would be put through hell for taking
so long with this old bitch.

She let the cigarette dangle from her mouth as she used
both hands to undress Bertha. This woman was a real dike
bitch. She was dressed in a man's dress shirt and under shirt,
cowboy boots and black western cut pants with button down
flaps on the back pockets. She was a little over weight but not
fat or sloppy looking. Jennifer found that Bertha did not wear a
bra under the T-shirt. The big breasts really needed a bra to
hold up the heavy flesh. They hung there like supple melons.
Their large brown nipples staring at her. Beckoning her to
come suck them. She knelt in front of the woman to pull off the
boots and unfasten the pants. She stripped them off of the
woman and left her standing there in nothing but her tight
fitting underwear. Jennifer looked at the panties and ran her
fingers over the silken material. Then she rolled the waistband
down until she saw the tangle of Bertha's ample pubic bush.
After inspecting them briefly she let the panties fall the floor.

Bertha stepped free and stood there with her legs spread
so that Jennifer could not help but see her naked pussy. It was
unshaven and the labia were large enough to hang clear of her
vagina slit.

Jennifer sat back on her heels and took another drag on
the cigarette. With a stream of smoke flowing from her nose
she reached out and ran her finger between the lips Bertha's
pussy and felt the moistness. She smelled her finger and liked
the smell of this woman's cunt. After all the cunt of her pimp
had always smelled of either male cum or her douche. Berth's
cunt smelt clean while also giving off the aroma of a woman
eager for sex.

Like the professional she was Jennifer snuffed out her
cigarette and leaned forward to kiss the older woman's waiting
slit. Bertha, was thrilled by the touch of the youngsters mouth,
placed her hands on the back of Jennifer's head and held her
face tightly against her cunt as she felt the girl driving her
tongue into her cunt.

Bertha's climax came much too soon. She found herself
writhing in that special place where nothing exists but your
cunt. When she recovered her composure Bertha placed
Jennifer on the bed lying on her back. She moved into position
and applied her own mouth to the smooth mound before her.
She was good at oral sex and soon had the girl squirming all
over the bed. With her hips bucking and cunt throbbing the girl
felt like she was about to experience the best climax of her life
at the same time she was feeling the most wicked torture she
had ever felt in her life. When she finally climaxed and fell
back on the bed in exhaustion she said, "Bertha if you could
fuck me I could fall in love with you for life.

Bertha laughed and reached under the bed for her strap-
on dildo. She buckled it in place and adjusted the hanging prick
into position. Jennifer never took her eyes off the monster tool.
It reminded her of her last stepfather's cock in a lot of ways. It
even had wrinkles around the head like his.

Bertha held the girl's legs open and guided the cock at
her cunt. She rubbed the cock head in the valley until it was
wet from the girl's juices. Jennifer thought Bertha was about to
stuff it into her cunt. However, Bertha aimed lower and shoved
it into the girl's asshole before the girl knew what was
happening. All she could do was let out a long sound
like.Ohhhhhhhhhhh.

Bertha fucked the girl's ass until the girl cried out with
another climax after which she actually fell asl**p. When the
girl awoke she heard water running in the bathroom. She got
up and waddled to the door. Bertha was kneeling by the old
cast iron tub. She was testing the water and adding bath salts.
She invited Jennifer to get into the tub.

Jennifer stepped into the bath and settled down into the
warm water. Bertha stepped in behind her and kissed the back
of her neck as she picked up a washcloth and bar of floral
scented soap. She lathered up the washcloth and gently washed
the body of the little girl.

Jennifer felt so relaxed that she almost fell asl**p again.
She turned her head and kissed Bertha with all the love she
could put into it. After Bertha had dried her off and she had
dressed again she got a worried look on her face.

"Bertha if I don't get back to the corner soon with at least
Three hundred dollars for all the time I spent with you she is
going to beat me up terribly."

Bertha asked, "Do you wanted to leave her for good?"

Jennifer, "How can I leave her?"

Bertha asked if she had anything at the woman's home
that she wanted?"

Jennifer, "I do have some money I have stashed that she
does not know about. I hid it on her."

Bertha said, "Then lets go pick her up and get your
money."

Jennifer was very nervous about confronting her pimp in
this way but she wanted very much to stay with Bertha, so she
agreed a plan.

They dressed rapidly got in the car. Bertha drove her
back to the corner. As they stopped by the curb the dark haired
woman came to the car and demanded that Jennifer get out.

Bertha told her that Jennifer was not getting out and that
she should get in the car. Visibly upset, the woman got in,
forcing Jennifer to move over so that she was between the two
of them. As they pulled away from the curb the woman started
cussing like a sailor.

"What the hell do you think your doing with my bitch
you old dike?"

Bertha said, "First we are going to your home so that
Jennifer can pick up whatever she wants and then you are going
to leave her alone."

The woman was furious and continued to rant and rave as
Bertha followed Jennifer's instructions to the woman home.
Once the car was parked the woman jumped out and dragged
Jennifer behind her. Bertha came around the car and grabbed
the woman by the hair with one hand and by her tit with the
other one. She deliberately twisted both hard enough that she
let go of Jennifer and started crying. Bertha directed her up the
stairs to the house. She held her by the hair as Jennifer stuffed
some clothes into a bag. Then Jennifer went into the bathroom
and Bertha and the woman heard the noise of the top of the
toilet being moved.

When Jennifer came out she had a plastic Ziplock bag of
money in her hand. The woman cried out, "I knew you were
holding out on me you little whore."

Bertha slapped her face so hard that she was sent
sprawling on the floor. She made an attempt to kick Bertha but
Bertha stepped back to avoid the foot and then swiftly forward
to kick the woman between her legs hard enough to double her
up in pain clearly this was not Bertha's first brawl with another
woman.

The pimp pulled out a switchblade knife from her jacket
and pushed the button. As the blade sprang open she took a
swipe at Bertha's leg. She was not fast enough to make contact
and Bertha pulled out a little snub noise pistol from her own
pocket. She pointed at the woman and said, "You will forget
you ever saw Jennifer and me or I will give you a new pussy to
make a living with as she pointed it at her crotch. In fact it is
about time you moved on to another town to make your living.
I will give you three days to get out. I will be back and if you
are still here I will take care of you!"

The woman crossed her hands between her legs as if to
protect her cunt and started to cry. Jennifer walked past her
previous lover/pimp a little frightened by the sight of a gun.

As they drove away she asked Bertha if she would have
used the gun. Bertha took it out and pointed it at the windshield
and pulled the trigger. The breach opened and a flame shot up.
Jennifer laughed and pulled out another cigarette and leaned
over to light it.

The girl sat back and filled her lungs with smoke. She
looked both old beyond her years and young as a baby as she
puffed on that cigarette. Bertha told her that she smoked too
much.

Jennifer, "What do you think your going to do.spank
me like a baby if I don't do as you want?"

Bertha, "If that is what it takes! I will do it!"

Jennifer cuddled up next to Bertha and said, "Yes
Mommy."

Bertha did act as her mother from then on. She bought
her a wardrobe befitting a thirteen-year-old girl and got her into
school. She got her birth certificate from her real mother so
that she could act as her mother.

They slept together in the same bed and made love every
night. However, Jennifer proved to be a horny little tramp. She
would turn tricks with Bertha's friends when she could. Bertha
let her keep the money in her own bank account. She grew up
to be a smart young woman that invested her money wisely.

When she was an adult she liked looking for young girls
on the street that reminded her of her at that age. She would
take them home and make love to them. She even adopted a
few. She managed to develop a little stable of lesbian whores
that added to her comfortable way of life. She never did stop
smoking, but she learned to smoke less and kept her fingers
clean of stains. She loved to have three or four girls in her bed
to suck and to have suck her until they were too tired to do
anything but sl**p.

Jennifer liked to have a variety girls that she could
provide the local women. She loved dressing them up in
costumes that reflected the ethnic origin of the girls.

She would dress the sweet little redheads in Parochial
uniforms like school girls that women could dress up like nuns
to be teachers for them. The oriental girls she could dress up
like Japanese Geisha girls in kimonos with the lacquered wigs
and combs. For the Chinese girls she could dress up as
Communist schoolgirls to be taught the right way of thinking
by a party leader. Some could be dressed up in silk Mandarin
collared tight dresses with the slit up the left leg all the way up
to the hip, with high heels so they look like Hong Kong party
girls. The Arab girls would be dressed like belly dancers or
Hiram girls. If nothing else the girls could dress up as Girl
Scouts. What Scout Leader could refuse the services of the
eager young face of a girl in uniform


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2 years ago
liked your story thank you for posting
3 years ago
a great story
3 years ago
excellent
3 years ago
i like how youve made an actual story out of it xx