Chapter 4: A Dirty Teen Does Some Laundry

After Kitty caught Ember fucking the guy who had simply stopped for a car wash, she wanted to punish her daughter, but she was too tired from her late night at the Glitter and Garter to muster the energy to come up with a punishment that would be tougher on Ember than it was on her. So she decided to make Ember clean the trailer, and then do the laundry. And between Kitty’s slutty stripping costumes, and Ember’s clothes from a week worth of walking to school and around the dusty trailer park, there was plenty of dirty laundry to do. And Kitty didn’t even know about the filthy cum-stained panties and t-shirts that Ember had stuffed in the bottom of her hamper, after fucking her teachers and a couple of the old pervs at the park.

So she laid down the law, and told Ember, no car, no phone and no outside visits or visitors until you scrub down the kitchen, the bathroom, and do all the laundry in the trailer.

“Aw fuck,” whined Ember, “That ain’t no fair ... all them costumes of yours are hard to wash- some of ‘em got to be washed by hand.”

“I don’t give a shit, Ember, you little fuckin’ ho,” Kitty snapped back, “You live here- you follow my rules, girl. So get started if you want to go anywhere outside your room over the next week.”

Ember decided it was easier just to do what her ma wanted than to keep arguing, so she filled a bucket, and started scrubbing in the bathroom, and then the kitchen. She was still sweating and covered with dirt from being bent over and banged in the guy’s car, and as she scrubbed, her dirty t-shirt just got dirtier, and more stained with sweat and dirty scrub water. Her tiny daisy dukes, which used to be a strip costume of Kitty’s until she outgrew them, were barely more than the belt-line and roughly cut triangle triangles of denim front and rear also got dirtier and sweatier. The wide leather belt kept the shorts from sliding down and kept the frayed denim wedged between her tight butt cheeks.

After an hour of hot, sweaty work in the trailer, Ember began gathering all the dirty clothes from her ma’s room and hers and filled a big laundry basket with their dirty clothes. She poured out a big handful of quarters from the laundry jar and slid them into a front pocket of her tiny cutoffs, where they filled the pocket and weighed it down below the denim of the shorts. The quarter-stuffed white cotton pocket jangled against her dirty thigh, as she walked out of the trailer, carrying the two laundry baskets in front of her toward the laundry trailer.

Just as she reached the trailer, Ember smiled a big grin as one of the young ex-military guys who lived in the park cut in front of her, carrying his laundry in a khaki duffel bag. Ember immediately got turned on by the young stud, as he was wearing his military desert camo khakis, that hung low on his hips and showed off his tight buns. And except for a pair of leather flip-flops, that’s all the guy wore, and Ember loved the look of his tanned, toned back, which showed off rippling muscles and a triangular torso that narrowed from his broad, muscular shoulders to his narrow waist. She also noticed a pair of dimples above his beltline.

“Hey,” Ember called out to the guy, “Hope you ain’t gonna cut in front of me to use the washing machines in there.”

“Well, since I got here first, I’m not really cutting in front of you, am I?,” the guy responded, without turning around.

Once he stepped inside and turned to look at the girl who had spoken to him, his mouth formed a little smile as he looked over the teenager, dressed in a filthy outfit, that showed of her sexy legs and small but firm tits.

“Well, you do look a little dirty, like maybe you need to get some clothes washed before I do,” he said as he looked over the sexy youngster. “But what the hell will I do, while I’m waiting for you to wash a load?”

Ember smiled her sexiest smile, and let a clump of her stringy, dirty blond hair fall down across one eye, over the side of her face. She licked her lips, and let him see her tongue lick up over her lip.

“Well,” Ember said slowly, “I can think of someplace where you could put your load, while we’re waiting.” As she uttered the suggestive response, she put her hand inside the front of her sexy daisy dukes and slid it downward, massaging her mound, and simultaneously pushing the little shorts dangerously low on her hips.

“In that case,” the guy smiled and put down his duffel bag, “I think I can let you go first. Why don’t you take off those dirty shorts and t-shirt, and throw them in the washer with the rest of your stuff?”

Ember just smiled, slid the shorts off, and lifted the dirty t-shirt over her head. She turned around and pulled the quarters out of the shorts pocket, and threw her shorts and t into the washer, and dumped the basket of laundry on top. As she faced the washer, added soap and inserted the quarters, the guy admired her tight butt cheeks. Her buns were pale white, contrasting with the dirty streaks of dirt that covered her lean but strong legs. He could make out the puffy lips of her pussy, where her legs gapped apart under her sexy teen ass. His cock hardened and pressed out the front panel of his BDU pants. Ember finished loading quarters, turned on the machine, and turned around, leaning against the machine naked, her pale pussy mound and a pinkish slit barely covered with a fine layer of blond hair, that glistened a bit in the fluorescent light of the trailer. Her small, pointy tits stood straight out from her slender frame, pointing slightly to the sides as they rode high on her lean chest.

She looked at the guy brazenly, not attempting to cover her sexy display of tits and pussy.

“I’m Ember,” she said. “I wonder how mama knew I was gonna’ be so hot?”

“I’m Tyler,” the guy said, staring at the teen’s hot body. “I know just how we’re going to pass the time, waitin’ for that machine, hot stuff. Hop up on that machine and spread those legs of yours.”

Ember loved that he simply told her what to do, and she immediately put her hands on each side of the vibrating washing machine behind her, and hoisted herself up. Once sitting on the edge of the machine, she lifted both feet up and placed them beside her on the edge of the washer, and slid herself forward, spreading her bent legs, and letting her teen pussy lips part, and open to Tyler’s hungry gaze.

“That’s a hot little pussy, baby,” Tyler said as he bent down and gripped her thighs, and thrust his tongue out to slide it along her lightly furred slit. But when his face felt the stickiness of her pubes, and his tongue tasted the sour taste of cum and ripe sweat, he pulled back.

“That pussy is fuckin’ ripe, girl,” Tyler snapped as he pulled a loose pube from his lips. “How long since you washed that little honeypot?”

“I had a shower this mornin, dude,” Ember snapped back, “but then I was helping a guy clean his car, and he decided he wanted to fuck me, so I guess maybe it’s a little dirty now.”

“Fuckin’ little slut,” Tyler said, dropping his BDU’s and pulling them off. He wore no underwear, and his big fat cock popped out, and danced a little in the air, pointing directly at Ember. “Can’t believe you was going to let me eat that dirty cum outta your filthy little cunt.”

He grabbed her bent knees and stepped forward, letting his cock bounce up against the sticky pubes of her mound. Then he rubbed it up and down over her slightly parted slit, making Ember moan. He also noticed that her pussy started to leak a little slippery cream, as he continued stroking it with his meaty cock.