Chapter 2: Penny’s First Customer

Brad prepared her to welcome her first “new man” named Bob, as he he described the man coming over Saturday morning. Brad was charging $1,000 for two hours with the nubile young Penny for a romp in her “playhouse,” and Penny was getting excited.

First, she was excited to know that she’d be having more sex than Brad was able to provide her, and that made her giddy and giggly. Second, Brad was buying her some new clothes to wear, and she was excited to try on the new clothes. And she was exccited to show them off to the new man.

Like most girls in the trailer park, Penny was used to wearing old, second-hand clothes from the thrift store. She generally wore a pair of tiny cut-off jeans, and some sort of skimpy top that showed off her tits. Her firm tits were slightly oversize on her thin frame and Brad had told her that the smaller size tops made her look pretty, and so she wore them, not really understanding the difference between pretty, and what Brad really meant- slutty.

But this week, before her first new man was scheduled to arrive on Saturday, Brad bought her a whole new outfit, from the online store where Penny’s mom bought her stripper costumes from. It was the same outfit that is in the picture at the front of this story, and it was super hot and showed off Penny’s super sexy teen body. It made her look sexy and slutty at once. Penny loved the new outfit, and smiled every time she got to try it on.

It started with a pair of lime green panties, that stretched across her pudenda, that when moist revealed the cleft of her teen pussy. The panties just covered her mound in front, and were cut high in back, to show off the firm cheeks of her tight ass. He also bought her a pair of matching, lime-green over-the-knee socks, that stretched up her long coltish legs, and ended just over her knees. Between the socks and her panties, her sexy teen thighs, lightly muscled and lean, gave a hint of the hot steamy sex that she could provide, with those thighs wrapped around a man’s head while he sampled her hot pussy. He had also bought her a lime green stretchy camisole, in a size small, that stretched so tightly over her tit mounds, that her nipples were completely visible through the filmy fabric. And even though she was not wearing shorts, or pants over the little green panties, he bought her a shiny, flashy lime green belt much longer than would be necessary to go around her tiny waist, that he said she could put around her neck, and offer to her new man like a leash.

“You mean like a puppy has a leash,” Penny giggled, pulling the belt around her neck and pulling it out to the side.

“Yes, exactly,” said Brad,” that way the man can lead you around, have you walk on all fours like his little pet, and pull back on your leash to have you halt, or even to keep you in place, while he puts his big cock in you.”

“Oooh,” giggled Penny, “that sounds kinda dirty ... but it also sounds kind fun, don’t it? I guess you know I like cocks in me, don’t I Brad?”

“And what are these little gloves for?” Penny asked, holding up the fingerless lime green gloves that Brad had bought, that finished off the hot sexy look. Her pale pink skin was set off very well by the lime green, and she looked as slutty as a Hollywood hooker in the lime-green outfit.

“Them gloves just make you look cute” Brad answered, “Or you can use ‘em to jiggle your pretty tiities. Them gloves is good for titty jiggling.”

She had worn the outfit a couple of times before the customer came on Saturday morning, but the morning of her first customer she decided the stretchy top was too tight, and she wanted to take it off, and just go bare chested.

“Ain’t my titties my cutest parts?” Penny asked plaintively, as she peeled off the tight top. “You always said my tits was your favorite part of me.”

She giggled as she tossed the top aside, and shook her chest, the firm tits barely jiggling as she flaunted them, seated in a yoga pose on the floor in her playroom. She held her tits with her little lime green fingerless gloves and jiggled them obscenely.

“You was right, Brad,” Penny giggled, “these gloves are perfect for titty jiggling.”

“I’m sure the new man will love them, Penny!” said Brad, with a dirty chuckle.

And so, Brad collected $1,000 in cash from the man who entered the trailer that morning, his Mercedes somewhat out of place parked in front of the rundown trailer.

The man was a guy that Brad met at Dawn’s strip club, and when he told the guy that Dawn had a daughter, dumb as a rock, but a raving nymphomaniac, who he could set him up with for a two-hour session for $1,000, the guy had told without hesitation, “I’m in, I’ll be there Saturday at ten. You can call me Bob.”

Brad had prepped the guy by telling him he could do anything he wanted with the girl, within limits. He said oral, straight sex, anal were all OK, but nothing involving pissing, and no pain or hurting of any sort. He told him that Penny was not too smart, and looked at all this sexual activity as play, so he urged him to tell Penny he was going to play a “game” whenever he started some new activity with her.

When Brad introduced “Bob” to Penny, she giggled and pulled her belt out, with one end wrapped around her neck, and handed the end of it to Bob.

Bob was almost speechless when he saw the smoking hot teenager, dressed in the provocative outfit, seated in a yoga pose. She grinned, and said “Hi, Bob” her luscious tits fully exposed and begging to be fondled and sucked.