Four Corners
Copyright© 2023 by Jake Prescott
Chapter 53
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 53 - 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
Several years earlier when Willow was 12 and Luke was 10, Claire agreed to a Pink Pussy policy change that Willow had been arguing for for months.
“Claire, you’re leaving money on the table.”
Claire smiled fondly at her daughter, “Back to that again, are we? Teenage pussy.”
“It’s silly that none of our whores are younger than 21. I mean look at those lot lizards — the younger they are, the more cocks they’re sucking.”
“Honey, we’ve discussed this and discussed this. The state of Iowa, those inspectors sniff around Pussy every once in a while. I could lose my liquor license, they could shut me down.”
“Luke and I came up with an idea.”
“Oh?” That surprised Claire a little; her son rarely showed much interest in the commercial side of Four Corners. He had gravitated to the farming operation. Part of it was he got to drive tractors and harvesters, but he seemed genuinely taken with agriculture in general.
Luke smiled at his mother; he adored the confident, assured woman. “Don’t let the teenagers up on the stages. Keep ‘em off to the side, you know, sucking cock and also fucking in the trailers.”
It had been a lucrative compromise. And years later, to this day, Willow was still arguing for younger and younger girls. “Claire, preteen pussy will bring in more revenue even than the grannies.”
“I’m tempted, honey, I really am.”
But for now, Claire didn’t let Consuela hire anyone younger than 14. And they couldn’t strip in public unless they had impeccable ID. Claire knew her daughter, knew that Willow would keep pushing. And, the young stuff, not a lot of it, but some, was out there, was available. The daughters and granddaughters of some of her current whores.
Willow didn’t whine, didn’t push the subject too aggressively — that wasn’t how the Stillman family dynamics worked. But every once in a while she would wink at her mother and say, “Five.” Or “Seven.”
The number of whores who had given Willow permission to let their daughters start working in the cubicles. MaryAnn Hanson had been typical, “Sue Ellen is 9. It’s just sucking cock. What’s the big deal?”
Claire knew that the move would indeed be lucrative. And she knew that the move from blowjobs to trailers would be inevitable. Maybe someday. Probably someday. Just as Claire had pushed he own mother, Willow was pushing her.
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