Four Corners
Copyright© 2023 by Jake Prescott
Chapter 56
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 56 - 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
Consuela, now weighing well over 200 pounds, attended the 6 AM meeting in Luke’s suite. Claire had had Holly and Tammy come by again. They now provided the Stillman family with entertainment once or twice a month.
Consuela watched idly as Holly used leather cuffs to secure her daughter’s wrists and ankles to the bed. Tammy was spread-eagled to the point of discomfort. Willow said, “More, Holly,” and the woman stretched Tammy out even further.
Luke straddled the girl’s shoulders and slid the head of his cock into her open mouth. Willow said, “As hard as you can.” Luke looked to his mother and Claire winked at him.
He was propping himself up on his hands and knees. Took a breath and slammed his hips forward. Consuela could tell the instant that Tammy panicked — she made a strangled scream and her little body spasmed, bucking up and down.
Luke was fully embedded, his tummy pressing against her lips. After almost a minute, her body stopped fighting it, and her raspy breathing slowed down a bit.
Consuela looked around. Willow was watching avidly; Claire was going over a Pink Pussy spreadsheet. The two were dressed in their usual pantsuits.
Willow said, “You do her this time, Holly.”
The woman started. Began to say something, then just nodded glumly. She reached down and pinched her daughter’s nose closed. Tammy didn’t react, so Consuela figured this wasn’t the first time. But judging from Holly’s hesitation, it had probably been Willow who was cutting off Tammy’s oxygen supply in the past. That woman did enjoy her fun and games.
Tammy’s face turned redder and redder, then her eyes began bugging out. Consuela stifled a yawn as Tammy’s body began spasming; she wondered if they’d make her pass out. She was frantic when Claire spoke softly to Luke, “Go ahead and cum, baby, we have a full agenda.”
Consuela watched his buttocks clench and unclench as he flexed his cock until he shot off. Holly let go of her daughter and Tammy gasped for breath as she sobbed and sobbed.
Willow handed Holly a stack of hundreds. “Thank you, ma’am.” Tammy croaked out, “Thank you, ma’am.”
When the whores left, Consuela turned to Claire, “Got a new one for you, boss.”
“Oh?”
“Joe Mason is one of our regular customers. Buys an annual membership to Pussy every year.”
“Okay.”
“His son is a junior in Iowa City.” The University of Iowa.
“Okay.”
Willow was squeezing the last couple of drops of cum out of her brother’s cock. Even her hand looked tiny.
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