Four Corners
Copyright© 2023 by Jake Prescott
Chapter 43
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 43 - 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
The Claire’s Garage project took off faster than Willow had dared to hope. She told Claire and Luke, “I should have realized that word would spread like wildfire. Guys are bigger gossips than girls.”
Claire smiled, “How many BJs per day are we averaging?”
“High teens. It would be more, but I just have that one room.”
Luke, ‘Have Casey add another one.”
“He’s adding two more.”
Claire, “What about the lot lizards?”
“Claire, they’re not lot lizards any more. I promoted them to full-blown whores.”
“Pardonnez moi, mademoiselle. How are the garage whores doing?”
“They love it. And why not? They just laze around naked all day waiting to suck cock. No more going from truck to truck.”
“How many of them are giving out pussy?”
“Bonnie reviewed the videos — I think it’s about one in eight, one in nine.”
“Too bad we can’t monetize that somehow. I don’t like giving away free pussy.”
Luke smiled kindly at his mother, “Really, Claire? We never would have guessed that.”
Holly Collins, mother of one of the former lot lizards, Tammy, was sucking Luke’s cock with some eagerness. She and her daughter had been Willow’s first choice to move to Pink Pussy. They were both so standout pretty, so much more attractive than the others. In fact, Willow had thought they might be too good to be true, but Hymie had run background checks on them and all the new whores. Something he hadn’t bothered with when they were lot lizards.
Holly checked out — a tired old story. She was from Waterloo and had been a victim of spousal abuse. She moved to Des Moines to get away from the bastard. Spotty work record, lousy credit scores, but that was typical of the lot-lizard families. And was one of the reasons that mothers brought their daughters to Four Corners to give after-school blowjobs.
Willow had turned Holly’s life around, letting her and her daughter work at Pink Pussy. She was 43, with full breasts and elongated nipples. She had both hands on Luke’s butt and was making slurping sounds as she worked. Headphones kept her from overhearing the conversation.
Claire said, “I have to admit you were right about those garage blowjobs. Hymie says net revenue is up 22% and climbing every month.”
Martin Schroeder said, “Good news, Claire. We got two more warm bodies, starting Monday.”
“Glad to hear it. Are they getting plenty of pussy?”
“Yes ma’am, as much as they want.”
“That’s one instance where I don’t mind giving it away.”
Willow, watching Holly’s head bob up and down, said, “Surprise her, Luke.” Don’t signal when he was ready to cum.
“Okay.”
Claire, “See how much more she can take.”
“Sure.”
The two women smiled as Luke placed his hands on the back of Holly’s head and steadily pushed his hips forward. Holly stiffened a moment in surprise, then dropped her hands to her side, and leaned back, resting her head on the back of her chair.
Claire smiled, “Interesting.”
it was a gesture of surrender. An unspoken acceptance of Luke’s intention.
Willow said, “Go slow, I think you can get it all down her.”
“Thank you, Einstein.”
Holly opened her eyes, but wasn’t really seeing anything. Her throat was working frantically to accept the girth, and her face was flushed red.
Claire whispered, “Two more inches.”
Willow, “Two and a half. Now two. One and a half — go Lukie. One, you’re almost there. Liftoff! Way to go, bro.”
Claire, “Flex, honey.” She was so proud of him, always had been.
Holly’s body gradually relaxed as she got used to being stuffed. At this point, it was as much mental as physical. She had the thing all the way down; now she needed to let her mind acknowledge it. Accept it.
Her breathing slowed back to a normal pace. Her cheeks lost some of their redness. Her hands moved back to his butt. Luke flexed his cock, Holly answered by squeezing his butt.
Claire knew he was to the point where he could hold it or cum, his choice. She said, “Draw it out, this is interesting.”
“Okay.”
Willow reached down, caressed Holly’s pussy, slid a finger in, diddled her for a minute, then focused on her clit. Holly moved her thighs a little apart and went, “Mmmm,” her voice muffled around Luke’s cock.
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