Chapter 10: Becoming a Full-Fledged Whore

Ellie's mother, Mavis Jones, was at her wit's end. A week had raced by since her daughter had run off. The police offered little if any help. She had tried the FBI and received much the same message, only they were more polite. She had gone to the high school and questioned most of Ellie's classmates, including Margie on several occasions. She had badgered Margie's mother into eavesdropping on her daughter to see if Ellie was calling her after hours. None of this had proven beneficial.

That afternoon, Donny, the boy who had seduced Ellie and induced her into the orgy, knocked on her front door.

"Mrs. Jones," he had begun, and his eyes were full of concern that Mavis refrained from slamming the door in his face.

'He may have heard from her, ' she thought as she ushered him into the living room. Wringing her hands in front of her, she turned to face Donny and asked, "Have you heard from her? Have you heard anything?"

He looked at her and saw the resemblance to Ellie. It was remarkable. This woman didn't look old enough to have had a teenager. Remembering why he was there, he grew embarrassed and blushed, then stared at his feet as he replied in a monotone, "No, ma'am, I haven't heard anything. Um, neither have any of the others."

On hearing the word "others' uttered, Mavis flashed back to the scene that had greeted her when the door to Donny's apartment had opened and she'd stepped inside.

Donny had opened the door in the nude. His semi-erect penis came to mind, and she glanced at his crotch. Donny was becoming excited by her closeness and resemblance to Ellie, who had been perhaps the best fuck of his life.

Ellie's girlfriend, Margie had just ended a kiss with another woman and if she had seen correctly, and she knew she had, there was sperm trickling from the corner of the teen's mouth. The two had been swapping the man's sperm ... Mavis thought back to her formative years in high school and the time she had swapped spit with Norman Banks in his backseat, while enjoying her introduction to French kissing. But sperm ... it was disgusting!

And that had only been a fleeting glance, for Mavis was searching the seemingly crowded room for Ellie, and had found her lying nude on a couch, a strange man's penis against her cheek. Mavis knew her daughter had just blown him, for he was not at all hard. She dismissed the sane thought that they had not done it yet, for this was insanity, pure and simple. She had arrived too late to prevent it and felt totally humiliated for her apparent failure as a single parent responsible for Ellie's safety.

Mavis did not recall screaming out her daughter's name, nor telling her to get dressed and hustling her out and into her car. What she remembered vividly was Margie's refusal to leave with her and her own thoughts at the time, that the young girl was doomed to become a whore of the worst sort. But Maggie was back in school, had not been punished for her actions as she had punished Ellie, and it was her daughter who had run off, not Margie.

The image of Margie absorbing that man's penis into her mouth as she was herding Ellie out the door remained fixed in her mind. Unconsciously she found herself staring at Donny's crotch as the bulge within his slacks grew larger and larger until a stain appeared and he made an attempt to adjust himself, and caught her staring at him.

"I ... I'm sorry," he stammered, positive she would be on the phone to the police in seconds.

"No ... It's me who should be sorry. I was staring at you. You're a man, you can't help yourself."

"But ... I..." he started to say.

"You're obviously aroused, but why? What did I do to get you that way?"

"How ... how can I put it," Donny said, trying to formulate the right words and not offend Mrs. Jones. "I find you ... attractive, of course. You are you know."

Mavis held up a hand as if to cut him off, but she found herself strangely excited at his compliment. His words as well as the erection she had brought about had made her wet, and she was wondering what exactly she was going to do about it.

Donny's next sentence settled the matter for her.

"You bear an uncanny resemblance to your daughter," he said so softly that Mavis had to strain to hear him.

"What?"

"I'm sorry ... I didn't mean to offend you," he blurted, knowing he had gone too far.

"No, don't be sorry," she said almost as quietly as he. "Please, repeat what you just said a moment ago."

"You ... bear a strong resemblance to Ellie."

"And ... you're attracted to me because of that?"

"I don't know about that. I do know that I'm attracted to you and only you, right now."

Looking at his erection pointing at her from within his slacks, she said wryly, "I can certainly see that for myself."

Donny had not been with many women in his short lifetime, but he knew an invitation when he heard one.

"Shall I take it out and allow it to breath?"

Mavis pondered the invitation for a macro-second, and then answered him. "By all means, all good things should be allowed to age ... and to breathe."

Donny wasted no time, and in a moment, Mavis was staring at his rigid pole, poised and ready to engage her.

They were on each other like animals. "Hold me," she told him. And when he wrapped his arm around her she moaned, "Tear my clothes off.!"

Instantly he complied, frightening her, delighting her and causing her to wonder what other nasty things they would do with one another.

With her clothing shredded and pooled around them, they lay on the carpeted floor a tangle of arms and legs as they sought to find the right way to culminate their frenzied tryst.

Donny's hands gripped her wrists, not roughly, but not gently either.

"That's it," she husked suggestively. His legs were straddled outside hers. His cock prodded and fumbled to find her opening.

Mavis rocked her hips from side to side, half helping, half not. Then with a guttural grunt, he was in thrusting firmly until he was fully seated.

The friction of his cock as it dragged along her labia and tugged at her clit, made her shudder.

They rolled over and then rolled over again, and now Donny was on top, his legs constraining Mavis' from the outside, pushing her knees together.

To Mavis, so long without sex, his cock was huge.

"I can't believe how you fill me," she gasped, and followed with, "Now fuck me."

Donny obliged, using short, half-strokes that culminated with a straining, bending thrust.

Mavis's body twitched, as he brushed over or against her clit with each movement, as she was forced by her position to just lay there, squirming helplessly as he kept her pinned down.

She moaned as the initial stages of long sought sexual relief began to flood her body. Then the moans turned to whimpers as he continued working his prick into her. Stretching her vagina with broad, twisting motions that Mavis thought might tear her apart, but yet accounted for incomparable sensations she was most reluctant to have end.

Her body shuddered and her breasts wobbled freely beneath his chest, and when her right hand slipped away from his sweaty grasp, she raked red fingernails across his back. Donny growled and snatched the hand, returning it to join the other.

"Don't go crazy on me," he groaned, and then had all he could manage as she came in a blind rush. He kept fucking her, and Mavis, now wetter and more inflamed than ever, kept coming; the second time, almost as hard as the first, and then a minute later, a third, weaker climax was joined by Donny's own and they collapsed in a heap of tangled arms and legs.

"I hope..." Mavis whispered hoarsely, " ... I hope I didn't frighten you."

At about the same time that Donny was knocking on her mother's front door, Ellie was in the park chatting with a handsomely muscled black male, with a shaven head, who was about 33 years of age and weighed some 280 pounds. She recalled how good Jarad had been sexually and was wondering if Rashid would be even better.

"So, we gonna party, baby?" Rashid asked, flashing his perfect teeth with a smile.

"As soon as you show me the money," Ellie replied glibly. She was confident that her good looks would keep him on the hook, but she was wondering what had happened to Viv. Viv was usually in the park with her unless she was with a john.

Off in the distance, Ellie heard a car brakes squeal, but thought nothing of it. A minute later, another huge black man came into sight. If anything, he was bigger than Rashid. To her surprise, Rashid greeted the other man.

"Hey, motherfucker!"

"Whussup man?" the other answered, as they high-five'd one another.

"Hey, baby," Rashid said to Ellie, "this be Johnny. Johnny be good people, yeah, real good people."

"Say, Rash, this is some good-lookin' bitch you got here."

"You like her?"

"Yeah, man, she's cool."

"She's a whore, man."

"No! for real, Rash?"

"Ain't kidding. Tell him, baby."

"Tell him what, Rash?" Ellie asked, now somewhat apprehensive, 'Where was Viv?'

"That you a whore, baby."

"I'm not a whore, Johnny, your friend is wrong."

"I got $200 dollars says you're a whore, baby," Rashid said, his voice calm, certain she would admit it to Johnny.

"You've got $200?" Ellie said. Her feet were planted apart, trying to show some semblance of defiance to the two huge black men towering over her.

Rashid flashed a bankroll in her face. Ellie had no time to determine if it was a hefty bankroll, or just a handful of singles.

"That your car back on the street?" she asked Johnny, and temporarily confused both men.

"Yeah, that's my Caddy," Johnny replied.

"We can fuck in the backseat ... if you really have two hundred."

"Both men laughed heartily ay her suggestion. Rashid spoke for the two of them, "We to big for backseat humpin' bitch. We need us a room with a big bed."

"That can be arranged," Ellie said, her confidence buoyed by the fact that no one had indicated a lack of interest in having sex with her. She told them the name of the seedy motel she and Viv worked out of, and it was agreed that they would drive there in Johnny's Caddy.

Ellie brought both men into the hotel with her, waving to the disinterested desk clerk as she walked by, and catching the key he tossed her way.

"Guy knows you, huh?" Rashid said with a chuckle.

"I rent by the week; he holds the key for me. I have a bad habit of losing them."

As she put the key in the lock, Rashid squeezed her ass with a huge paw. Johnny was reaching for her left breast as the door opened and all three stumbled into the room.

"Some bed," Johnny exclaimed disapprovingly.

"Won't hold the three of us," Rashid said, apparently agreeing with Johnny.

"So, who goes first?" Ellie asked removing her top and exposing her generous breasts to the two men. While Ellie posed for them, they unhurriedly undressed. When they let their cocks hang down in front of their massive bodies, it was Ellie's turn to stare. They possessed the biggest cocks Ellie had ever seen; including the porno movies she had watched with Vivian as the older woman taught her a few things about positions and drawing out a fuck.

Before she realized what she was doing, she reached out and took both men by their penises and stroked them up and down. Her fingers didn't go halfway around either man's member. Both men stood there, as Ellie dropped slowly to her knees. She attempted to take Rashid's into her mouth, making a wide 'O' just as Viv had shown her. But the head was too big for her. Frustrated, she turned to Johnny, and because his cock had a slightly different shape, managed to absorb about an inch and a half before realizing that was as far as she could handle safely.

"Wow, you guys are really hung," she said, trying to sound friendly and hide her sudden fear that together they would tear her apart.

What happened next happened so quickly that Ellie was pinioned before she knew what was happening to her. Johnny picked her up with one hand, and tossed her onto the bed as one might throw a rag doll. Rashid fell upon her the moment she landed, actually pounding into her as she started to bounce up from the tired old mattress. The air was knocked from her lungs as Rashid maneuvered his dick to her pussy. He didn't bother with any form of lubricant, but on finding her opening, rammed his massively thick prick into her.