Four Corners
Copyright© 2023 by Jake Prescott
Chapter 135
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 135 - Four Corners, in the middle of central Iowa, was a world unto itself. Truck stop and diner. An unincorporated village of 800. Over 12,000 acres of prime farmland. A destination restaurant - Chez Claire. A strip club, Pink Pussy, with private trailers in back. All owned and managed by a 52-year-old woman named Claire Stillman, and her two children - Willow and Luke. Paid sex has always drawn organized crime and invited betrayal. Claire was seasoned, tough, and strong-willed. Would that be enough?
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Teenagers Coercion Consensual Reluctant Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Incest Mother Son Daughter Bestiality Masturbation
At their 6 AM meeting, Claire asked Martin Schroeder about the early-morning visitors to the north end of her Four Corners acreage. Three people in their 20s — two men and a woman — had been spotted collecting soil samples and also water from Stillman Creek.
“Martin, did you follow up on our scientists?”
“Yes ma’am. Fake IDs. Iowa State has no record of them, and no agricultural research going on anywhere near here.”
“So their climate-change story was bogus.”
“Yes. Or even if it was true, it had noting to do with the university.”
Claire mused, “Odd that it happened around the time that Max Fowler started nosing around in my business.”
“I don’t like coincidence either. I stepped up the late night patrols for all of your farmland. Installed some motion-sensitive cameras. Nothing so far.”
“Keep at it.”
In Atlanta, Hana had been a smash hit on the Top Hat stage. There had been no announcement, no intro — she just strolled out and did a tantalizingly slow strip. By the time she finished the last song and was naked, a sea of hands was waving cash at her.
Riley was the final act that night. The crowd reaction was less frenzied than with Hana — they were more filled with wonder at her beauty than captivated as they were with Hana’s youthful appearance.
The applause and shouts of approval were every bit as boisterous as with Hana. As she strode naked around the edge of the stage, she spotted Tommy and Anita. He was standing behind his wife, humping her little butt as she grinned up at Riley, waving a fistful of bills.
Riley winked at her and skipped past, making three full circuits as money was stuffed, and her pussy stroked. When she came back to Anita, she sat down facing her sister-in-law, leaned back on her hands, lifted her butt, and thrust forward.
Anita stroked her pussy with her middle finger and mouthed, “May I?”
Riley’s answer wast to move her knees even further apart. Anita slid in one finger, then a second, and gleefully fucked her. She used her other hand to caress Riley’s pussy. There was no question that Riley’s orgasm was genuine — it was written all over her face.
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