Four Corners
Copyright© 2023 by Jake Prescott
Chapter 76
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 76 - 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 second time Ellie and Hana visited Riley’s house was a Tuesday afternoon. They were waiting for Flynn to come home from school. Riley placed her palms on Hana’s little face, bent down and deep-kissed her.
“Strip honey, you know how crazy he is for you.”
Hana grinned merrily and complied eagerly. When they saw Luke coming up to the porch, she flung the door open, “Hello there, sailor, home from the sea.”
Flynn stopped dead in his tracks, his mouth hanging open. He was a few inches taller than his mother, but had more than a foot on Hana. He stared at her her slender, tan body. Skinny as a little boy. Nipples, but not even a hint of swelling. Flat tummy, slender legs, softball-sized butt.
But that pussy! He had never seen any kiddy porn, didn’t have any interest in it. But the word ‘toddler’’ flashed into his mind.
An occasional car drove by as they stood on Riley’s porch in a frozen tableau. Flynn was unaware, Hana was unconcerned. Riley laughed and pulled them inside.
Luke managed a, “Hi, Ellie,” but couldn’t tear his eyes away from Hana. She loved attention anyway and was especially enjoying this. He was so sweet, so captivated.
Riley winked at Ellie and nodded toward Flynn. The boy had a definite bulge. Hana started to tease him about it, but instinctively knew better. She smiled at Flynn, “I love being looked at. This is what I do on stage.”
She lay on her back on the carpet, rolled back on her shoulders, and spread her legs as wide as they would go. It was obscene, blatant, and somehow almost innocent. Like a child goofing around.
Flynn whispered, “Oh,” and a stain started spreading on his slacks. Riley was delighted, but concerned that he might be mortified.
Instead, he smiled at Hana and spoke softly with wonder in his voice, “You made me cum.”
She flipped to her feet and thew her arms around his waist. She barely came up to his tummy, ‘Next time cum in my mouth.”
“Can I? Could I?”
She took his hand, “Come on, I’ll take a shower with you.”
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