Chapter 3: The Girls Want More

Lilly watched in the furniture section of the thrift store, as old Ray fucked her friend Braylin. At first, he stroked into the teen gently in missionary, but when Braylin begged him to fuck her harder, Ray flipped the girl over and started slamming her doggy style. And finally, as Ray tired a bit, he turned the teen on her side and slid into her tight cunt side-saddle and gripped her a-cup tits as he hammered her pussy until she squealed with her third orgasm of the day. After he finished, with a squirt of cum on Braylin’s taut tummy, he pulled a pair of tiny thong panties from his back pocket and tossed them on the bed for Braylin.

“Put these on then find yourself some shorts in the store, Braylin,” said Ray. “They’re on the house today.”

By this time, Lilly was rubbing her pussy through her shorts, and when Ray finished doing Braylin, she smiled, peeled down her shorts, and spread her legs next to her friend. She extended her finger at Ray and curled it toward herself, beckoning Ray to keep his cock out and to go down on her already wet pussy. Ray was tired, but he never turned down teen pussy, so he dutifully sucked the teen for few minutes and then banged her hard, until she came, clawing her fingers into his back.

After Lilly caught her breath, and Ray went back to minding the store, Lilly looked over at Braylin.

“Now tell me all the details about your ma’s boyfriend Jake!” Lilly asked in a hushed voice. “What did he do?”

“Oh ... My ... God,” Braylin began, getting hot again just thinking about the big muscular stud. “First, he carried me out of my trailer, like I was a feather. He just picked me up, and carried me out to the picnic table, where he made a picnic out of my little pussy. It was so awesome ... his tongue was like this amazing thing that twirled and rubbed ... It was sooo amazing.

“Omigod ... it sounds amazing,” gushed Lilly.

“You can’t even imagine,” said Braylin. “It’s makin’ me wet just thinking about it. I mean he took me back to his trailer, and ate me again, and I came like a volcano. He didn’t even have time to fuck me ... But look, I took a picture of him in just his jeans- he’s so fuckin built— look at him.” She showed the picture of the tanned shirtless Jake to Lilly.

“OMIGOD,” Lilly yipped. “You didn’t fuck him yet? That’s crazy. I would so fuck him, girl.”

“Yeah, I offered him $10 if he would eat me, and he made me pay $20, but it was so, sooo worth it,” Braylin explained. “Maybe if I’d offered another $10 for a fuck, he would...”

“Wait ... what?” Lilly said, her mouth dropping open. “You actually paid him to eat your pussy?”

“Yeah, but what’s the big deal,” Braylin answered, defensively, “people pay for sex all the time- it ain’t no big deal. And before he left, he gave me his phone number and said I could call him later ... maybe he’ll fuck me tonight after work.”

“Hey,” Lilly said, “Ain’t you forgetting something? What about your best friend here? You think this hunk of man would eat me, and get me off like he did you? I’d sure be happy to pay $20 for that...”

“Well, I’ll just call him and ask, girlfriend,” Braylin said cheerfully, pulling her phone out again. She pressed redial on Jake’s number.

“Yeah, hi babe,” Jake answered. “What’s up, I only got a minute here.”

“Well, Jake, ya know I had a great time this morning,” Braylin began, sort of hesitantly, “and ... well, I was tellin’ my friend Lilly about you, and ... well, ya know, she asked if maybe you would eat her pussy, too. I mean for $20, of course, like you did for me.”

Jake was silent, saying only “hmmmm.”

To break the silence, Braylin went on, “Lilly’s really cool, and she’s super cute. I think you’d like her ... But she really likes sex a lot. She even though she might be a nympho.”

“A fuckin’ nympho?” Jake asked, surprised. “I can’t be doin’ no nympho for the same amount as a regular girl, for fuck sake! I tell you what, Braylin. You tell your little friend I’ll do her, but it’s gonna cost her $30, and you charge her another $5 for yourself, okay? And if you’re gonna be runnin’ around tellin’ everybody about me eatin you out and shit, then we’ll have to work out some arrangement for makin’ sure both of us gets paid, OK?”

“Oh, yeah, sure, Jake,” Braylin said enthusiastically. “That’s all good- I’m sure Lilly will be okay with that, too. When will you be home tonight?”

“I’ll be home around seven,” Jake said. “See both of you at my trailer then. Bye.”

“Oh shit,” Braylin said after Jake ended the call. “I forgot to tell him about that dirty old perv, Billman. I guess I can tell him tonight.”

Meanwhile, back at the trailer park, old Mr. Billman had figured out that little Braylin was the daughter of Cinda, the hot stripper from the Glitter and Garter, that he had enjoyed watching at the club and had probably slid a few hundred dollars into her garter over the years. But now he had an idea for maybe getting a little more from the hot MILF. He knew she went to work at about 5, so when he stopped by her trailer at 4:30, he figured she would be getting dressed for work.

He knocked on the metal trailer door and heard Cinda yell, “Yeah, just a minute.”

She opened the door a minute later, wearing tonight’s strip costume. It was hot and sexy, and he looked her up and down, appreciating her hot body, displayed for him in the hot costume. It was a throwback sort of costume, with a tiny bikini top, which had a too-small, white leather vest layered over it, the dangling fringe highlighting her toned, tight abs and taut tummy. She wore a pair of what almost looked like painted-on daisy duke style short jeans, that showed off her long legs, and her sexy hips.

“ ... the fuck do you want?” Cinda said with obvious contempt for the old pervert. She had never liked the old maintenance guy, and suspected that he was peeping in her windows on a regular basis, both to see her and her daughter.

“And good afternoon to you, as well,” said Mr. Billman with a nasty smirk.

“What the hell do you want, Billman?” Cinda snapped.

“Well, just came to tell you that I caught your delinquent little whore of a daughter in a trailer this morning, trespassing. I told her that maybe I could let her off with a warning, and let her go,” Billman lied, “But the park requires me to report break-ins, and I gotta do it unless maybe you think we can work somethin’ out ... I mean just between us, ya know.”

“Fuck,” said Cinda, opening the door for Billman to come in.

“Yeah, that’s exactly what I was thinkin,” Billman said with a chuckle, as he stepped into the trailer.

“I got time for a blow job,” Cinda said, dropping to her knees. “That’ll have to do for now, cuz I got to get to work by five.”

“Okay,” Billman said, “and I’ll stop by in the morning for a little fucking, and we’ll be all set.”

“Yeah- fine, you fucking dirtball,” Said Cinda, as she pulled out his cock and gave him a fairly enthusiastic blow.

Billman was walking back past Jake’s trailer later that evening when he saw Braylin, and her taller, dark-haired friend Lilly waiting at Jake’s picnic table. He walked toward them just as Jake drove up. Jake wasn’t fond of the maintenance guy either. Jake thought he was lazy fucker, who did as little as could, in Jake’s opinion.

As Jake got out of the car, Braylin shouted at him: “Jake, that dude Billman came in your trailer this morning after you left, and accused me of trespassin’ and he raped me, even though I told him you said I could stay! He’s a nasty, dirty motherfucker.”

“He did what? ... the fucker, I need to teach him a little lesson” Jake said, and turned toward Billman.

He walked up to the scruffy old man and gave him a little shove backward. Billman recovered and stared at Jake, a little bit afraid.

“What’s the idea, man? I ain’t botherin’ you,” Billman said.

“Well my friend Braylin says you were in my trailer and assaulted her,” he said.

“That’s sort of an exaggeration,” Billman said.