Chapter 14

Her Mother's Daughter

Epilogue

I had to go twice, because the first time there wasn't anyone home. Today there was though and I looked around the neighborhood, thinking this seemed like an awfully strange place for a drug dealer to set up shop. He even had a swing set in the yard, an old rusted one that had probably come with the house. Stacy's car was parked in the driveway and that only made it perfect.

"Hi!" I smiled when Gary answered the door and he blinked at me.

"Uh ... Hi." He looked around like I might be with someone, but I wasn't. I'd come all by myself.

"Can I come in?" I asked, like I was wondering why he wasn't inviting me in himself.

"Oh, yeah." He nodded. "Sure ... Uh ... Amy, right? Last month, at the restaurant?"

"Yeah, Amy." I looked around. "Hey, nice place."

"Thanks." He wore shorts, like gym shorts, all grey with 'property of' stenciled on them, and a plain white t-shirt.

I was dressed a little nicer, with a short pink skirt and tight white tube top. No bra of course and my panties were loose, some ugly white bikini panties that had been stretched out months before. I had my hair in a ponytail, no makeup or anything, not even my rings, and I looked exactly like what I was, a fifteen-year-old girl on a Saturday afternoon. Jack was watching the kids; it was Daddy's day to spend some time with them and I appreciated the little break.

"What, uh, what can I do for you, Amy?" Gary asked and he pointed at his sofa and we both sat down.

"Uh, well ... I was looking for some pills," I said slowly. "Maybe a little coke?"

"Pills and ... Coke?" He cleared his throat. "Like cocaine, you mean?"

"Yeah." I smiled. "Cocaine and those green and white pills. Those are pretty awesome."

"Uh, well ... I don't know anything about that, Amy," he sighed. "I wish I could help you, but..."

"My mom told me she got them from you though."

"She ... did?" He blinked at me and I nodded.

"Yeah," I said softly and I leaned over a little, putting my hand on Gary's bare thigh, stroking him slowly. "She told me that you might want something, um ... special."

"Special?" He looked down at my hand.

"Yeah, you know." I giggled. "Don't worry, I know how to do it."

"Do, uh ... What?"

"Fuck," I said softly. "And suck ... I can do that too."

"Is that right?" He nodded and I moved my hand higher, finding the fleece of his shorts and then the bulge of his cock.

"She said you knew how to do it too." I bit my lip. "Really good."

"Gina said that, huh?"

"Uh-huh." I nodded seriously. "Do you like me?"

"Yeah, you're very nice," he replied carefully.

"Do you wanna fuck me?"

"Amy ... Uh, how old are you?"

"How old do I have to be?" I asked, teasing him with an innocent look

"Well..." Gary cleared his throat. "Eighteen would be nice."

"What if nobody ever finds out?" I smiled and gave his hard cock a squeeze. "How old then?"

"Oh shit."

"I won't tell," I said. "I promise."

"Amy, this ... I don't know." Gary sucked his top lip and his cock was aching for me. I squeezed the hard shaft and gave him an impatient tug.

"I really need those pills, okay?" I blinked at him, putting a little edge in my voice. "I feel bad, you know? This kid at school has them, but he's out so ... Please? Just the pills and some coke and ... I'll fuck you for it okay?"

"You really need it, huh?" he asked and I nodded.

"I'm kinda crazy cause it's been almost two days."

"I see, yeah." Gary smiled then. "You need some right now, huh? A little coke maybe?"

"Oh, God yeah," I breathed. "I'm dying!"

"I might have some," he shrugged. "But..."

"Amy?" Stacy walked into the room, damp with a towel around her like she'd just gotten out of the shower. "What are you doing here?"

"Just might?" I frowned at Gary, ignoring Stacy for the moment. "Mom said you did."

"Amy ... Gary? What's going on?" She stood there drying her hair slowly, looking confused.

"Hi Stacy." I smiled at her, not removing my hand at all as I played with the man's cock through his shorts. "I just need some stuff, you know ... Some pills and stuff."

"Pills?" She narrowed her eyes at me.

"And coke," I nodded, looking back at Gary. "Right?"

"Yeah. Take my cock out first," he said, leaning back and smiling at me. "I'll think about it."

"Gary!" Stacy widened her eyes.

"It's okay, Stace." He glanced at her. "Amy's a big girl. She knows what she wants."

"Yeah, I know what I'm doing." I giggled and Stacy frowned, but didn't say anything else.

"See?" He smiled at her and then looked back to me. "Go on, be a good little whore ... Take my cock out and give it a little kiss."

"Okay," I agreed, working his shorts down slowly. "Oh ... It's big!"

"Yeah, big and hard, Amy," he said with a grin. "Suck it ... Show me how much you need that coke ... Stace, why don't you get some out for you and Amy."

"Oh mmmphhh..." I took him into my mouth, sucking his cock slowly, working my mouth up and down while he watched me.

"Mmmm ... Okay, yeah." Stacy laughed nervously, like she really hoped Gary knew what he was doing.

"Oh, fuck ... You suck just like your mom does, you know that?" He stroked my hair. "You're even prettier than she was though."

"Ummph..." I washed his cockhead with my tongue.

Stacy knelt on the floor, opening a ceramic box, like a shallow shoebox with purple flowers painted on it, I thought maybe a kid had made it for art class. She removed a baggy with some powder in it, a lot of it too, much more than I'd found in Mom's purse. I watched Stacy while I worked my mouth around that cock as she started pouring cocaine out on the glass tabletop.

"I bet you suck a lot of cock at school huh?" Gary asked me and he loved to talk. "What grade are you in?"

"Mmmm ... ninth," I breathed, stroking his dick in my small fist. "I sucked the whole basketball team before."

"No shit?" He laughed. "You're gonna be a whore when you grow up, huh?"

"Umm ... Mmphh!" I giggled around his cock, working him deeper and then opening my throat and taking all of him, pressing my nose into his wiry pubic hair while he felt my tight, teenage throat squeezing his dick.

"Oh, fuck, Amy!" He stared at me happily. "Where'd you learn to do that?"

"God!" Stacy laughed. "What a slut!"

"I dunno," I answered breathlessly, letting spit and precum drip off my chin and onto my heaving titties.

"Yeah." Gary nodded with a grin. "She's a real slut, huh?"

"Here ... Let's do some of this," Stacy said and she'd laid out four lines, two for her and two for me, I guessed. "You do coke, Amy?"

"A little," I lied with a shrug, licking my lips and squeezing Gary's prick in my hand.

"Well, this is a lot," she said. "It's gonna feel good too. I love fucking on this shit."

"Fucking coke whores." Gary shook his head.

"Be nice," Stacy pouted and Gary was pushing me towards her as she held out a straw.

"You first," I said, trying not to look as scared as I felt.

I'd never done coke before in my life and I wasn't even sure how, except like suck it up the nose. I wondered if it hurt or whatever and I swallowed hard as I watched Stacy do two of the lines real quickly, rubbing her nose and breathing sharply afterwards.

"Here ... Your turn." She gave me the straw and I nodded.

I did the first line and then the second, trying not to think about it too much. It burned, a little, but mostly it just felt weird. I scrunched up my nose, feeling like I was almost gonna sneeze, but I didn't and a few seconds later I thought I could almost taste it, like kind of bitter metallic, or aspirin or something. Not like anything, I guess. I blinked and sat up and Stacy smiled at me as she stuck a finger in the baggy, getting it covered with coke and she stuck out her tongue, wiping her finger off on it.

I didn't know what she was doing and I blinked as I started getting a serious head rush, like all of a sudden my brain was on fire and my hair felt like it was made out of wires and plugged into an outlet, shocking the shit out of me. Except it sorta felt good and I shivered and all of a sudden Stacy grabbed my face in her hands, leaning across the coffee table and shoving her coke covered tongue into my mouth.

"Mmpph..." I widened my eyes and tried to jerk away from her because I'd never wanted to kiss another woman.

Stacy was holding my head though and Gary moved behind me, pressing his chest against my back. I didn't have any choice and my heart was pounding as this crazy bitch tongue fucked my mouth. I could taste that coke too, sharp and bitter and it made my mouth numb, like when I went to the dentist. I felt Gary's hands on my tits, pulling my tube top down, and he started pinching my nipples, making them hard and itchy. I groaned because my brain was all fucked up right then.

"Feeling good now, huh?" Gary whispered and I shuddered as he grabbed my little boobs hard, mauling them beneath his hands.

"Fucking good." I giggled breathlessly as Stacy let me go. My head felt too light for my shoulders and I turned around. "You wanna fuck me?"

"I wanna fuck you," Stacy said and she'd lost her towel. "Suck his cock some more."

"What?" I just grinned and nothing was making a lot of sense, but somehow I got turned around so I was kneeling in front of Gary while he sat on the sofa.

Stacy got behind me, kissing my back and working my skirt down my hips and ass and thighs. Gary took my face in his hands, not giving me any chance to agree or disagree with what they were doing. He just pulled my mouth down on his hard cock, moving my head up and down and it made me gag and cough painfully. He didn't care and even seemed to like that, deliberately pulling my open mouth down his long shaft until the head of his cock slammed into the back of my mouth.

"Oh, yeah." He nodded. "Jesus, you're so fucking cute with my dick in your mouth!"

"Mmmm ... Sweet cunt!" Stacy giggled as my panties came down. "She's fucking shaved!"

"She's a bigger whore than her mother!" Gary laughed and I was digging my fingers into his thighs, fighting for air wile he used my face to get himself off.

I gave a muffled gasp and then a groan of pleasure as I felt Stacy's mouth on my pussy, licking my teenage sex from behind as I spread my legs for her, arching my back and wriggling my ass. It seemed like my body had mind all its own and desires that weren't mine. I didn't want her eating me out, but my cunt was on fire and her mouth felt so good right then. It was crazy and I felt electric everywhere, full of energy and hypersensitive, like everything felt ten times better or worse than it should.

"Lick my balls, Amy ... Fuck, you whore!" Gary moved my mouth off his cock and down to his balls. He slapped my face lightly, getting my eyes to look up into his while I pressed my lips and tongue to his soft hairy ball sack.

I sucked Gary's balls for a few minutes, washing them with my tongue and sucking them into my mouth one at a time and rolling them around while he smiled down at me. The whole time Stacy kept eating my pussy until I was creaming all over her long pink tongue. I couldn't tell if she was really fucking good at sucking cunt, or if it was just the coke making it better, but either way I was cumming for her and I almost felt embarrassed by it, being brought off like that by another girl.

"Oh, shit you taste good, Amy," Stacy sighed. "Better than your mom even. Fuck!"

"You shoulda had this slut over here a long time ago, Stace," Gary said. "You've been holding out on me."

"Heh!" She giggled, stroking my burning pussy with her hand now. "I got you Gina, didn't I? How was I supposed to know Amy's a slut too?"

"My mom?" I was panting for air and I looked over my shoulder at Stacy.

"Yeah, God. Gina was so proud to be the perfect wife." She laughed. "What a stupid bitch. A couple greens and she was hooked."

"Hooked on cock too!" Gary told me. "She didn't put up much of a fight. I didn't even have to rape her. Gina would have been a lot more fun if she'd been a little less fucking eager."

"She was your friend." I blinked at Stacy and she shrugged.

"I got a lot of friends, Amy," she said. "I only have one brother and he liked your mom."

"I liked her a lot," he agreed. "Too bad she was so stupid, I might have kept her awhile."