Chapter 6

"Hiya Ms. Hastings," Olivia heard someone call out as she headed for her bedroom.

"Hi Stacy, your timing is perfect, we just walkeded in the door," she heard her mother call out.

"Olivia, Stacy is here!" her mother yelled out.

"Got it mom," she replied as she found her friend waiting at the front door.

"That was fast, how'd you know we'd be home now?" she asked.

"It was easy, I was next door waiting for you, and having a little fun," she said with a sly smile.

"Next door, with Steve, you were next door, really?" she asked as they walked into her bedroom and closed the door.

"Well, yeah, I got tired of waiting to find out what the plan was for today, plus Phil had to leave and I was horny all day and ran out of things to fuck around my house so I came over here to see if Steve was available," Stacy replied as if that was the most natural thing in the world to do and say.

Olivia casually reached under her dress and began rubbing her clit as she listened to the lurid tale.

"Steve's not my favorite, but I didn't know how to get a hold of any of the other guys and I was afraid to fuck any more of my neighbors for fear my parents might find out," she said.

Olivia's mouth dropped open at the substantial chunk of info her friend just dropped in front of her. "Wha, wha, what did you just say, wait, explain this from the start, I want to hear every gory detail, tell me what you've been up to since you left last night?" Olivia asked, shocked and amazed she had an equal counterpart in her quest to slut-dom fame. Her fingers were really going to town now, the slutty events her friend were laying out were fueling her own lust.

"Well, like I told you, after I left here, I was still super horny and when I got home, I masturbated like five times in a row. I used up a lot of that cream doing it too, by the way I love how it makes you feel all tingly and sensitive, especially if you shove it into yourself!" she went on.

"Yeah, I found that out too," Olivia sighed as she reached for the jar of cream.

"Anyway, I needed something in me and I tried everything I could think of to use as a dick and nothing felt right so that's when I tried calling Phil to see if he wanted to come over," she said.

"Wha, what did you try using as a dick?" Liv asked.

"I tried a carrot, too narrow, a cucumber, that was pretty decent, really, a cob of corn, that was a bit of a squeeze, had to shuck it first of course."

"Of course, naturally," Olivia mocked.

"Let me see, a banana, a popsicle, that was fucking cold, but still kinda fun, my curling iron, a candle, a broom stick, and then I tried my hairbrush, you know, one of those ones with the gel handle, that was the best thing I found, next to the real thing."

Olivia could used the "real thing" right about now, the egg buzzing helping her right along.

"That's why after Phil couldn't get it up anymore, he switched to the hairbrush because I'd already used it for like an hour waiting for him to show up last night," she finished.

"How did your parents not find out?" she asked.

"Turns out they were out all night at some club and they left my Nanna in charge and she's like 80 and she's half deaf and she was asleep when I got home anyway so she had no idea I was up all night fucking," Stacy said.

"Ok, what was that you were saying about your neighbor?" Olivia asked, ready to pop.

"Not neighbor, neighbors, with an "s", I had a little nap after Phil left and when I woke up I was raring to go. I couldn't stand waiting to hear from you or Steve so after taking my meds, I felt rejuvenated and ready for more, so I went outside looking for an opportunity, that's when I saw my neighbor Rich outside washing his car. I put on my shortest skirt with no underwear of course, and my smallest bikini top and went over to flirt with him. I walked up to him as he was cleaning the tires and said, "Hi". I'm pretty sure he got a look at my slit because of the angle he was looking from and the fact that he was staring in that direction not looking away," Stacy went on.

"It didn't take much from there to get him inside and naked on the couch. He's a bachelor and probably horny and when a little hotty like me offers herself up, he jumped at it, "it" being me," she giggled at herself. He liked my new boobs, wanna see them?" she asked.

"Sure," she said, right at the edge of her orgasm. Stacy lifted up her shirt revealing actual breasts, probably size A but definitely breasts.

"Here let me help you," Stacy said as she shoved three fingers into her friend's gash sending her overboard, her hips bucking against her hand.

"Looked like you needed some help there," Stacy added and then continued on, her finger still buried in her friend's pussy.

"Thanks," she sighed.

"Anyway, after I banged Rich, I went looking for more and walked down to the playground down the street. I saw a guy walking his dog and I flashed him my pussy and he came over to talk to me," Stacy said. "We went into the porta-potty there and he banged me from behind, he even stuck his finger in my ass when I was cumming, it felt awesome," she added.

Still coming down from her orgasm, Olivia asked, "you had sex in a porta-potty?"

"Yeah, not too glamorous, but when you need it, you need it," she offered.

Olivia knew exactly what she meant, recalling her episode with the bums in the alley, she had just finished off dozens of guys but still had a thirst for cock, just like right now.

"Anyway, Steve wanted me to give you this and to put it on, he said we're going shopping before our big night out because we need a few more items," Stacy said as she pulled her fingers from Olivia pussy and reached down to grab a plastic shopping bag.

Inside the bag were two identical outfits comprised of a very short denim mini-skirt and a black lace shirt, there were no panties and she was sure she that neither of them would be allowed to wear any anyways.

A knock on her door and Olivia pulled down her dress and hid the plastic bag.

"I'm leaving now honey, is there anything you need before I leave?" her mother asked.

"Ms. Hastings, can Olivia sleep over at my house tonight, our end of school party kinda?" Stacy asked.

"Yeah sure, lock the house before you leave and don't stay up to late, and don't get into trouble," she said as she closed the door and left.

The skirt only extended a few short inches below Olivia's crotch, if she bent over, she'd show off all her charms for anyone to see. The black lace shirt was semi-transparent and very sexy. It hugged her body like a glove and it was obvious that she was not wearing a bra, and in the right light, you would see the outlines of her small pink nipples.

While lacking Olivia's curves, Stacy looked super sexy in the outfit. "The girl would probably look good, even dressed in a sack," Olivia thought.

"I don't know what Steve has planned for us, but I could use another dose of cream just in case," Stacy suggested.

"Good idea," Olivia replied reaching for the jar once again. Stacy lifted the short skirt and spread her labia, pushing a large glob into her hole, trying her best to get it inside.

"Here, try it this way," Olivia offered and proceeded to use the dildo to jam the glob into her friend's hole. Stacy sighed from the intrusion and her head rolled back as the cream began to absorb in, the feelings intensified as she worked to dildo in and out of her cleft.

Stacy whimpered when her friend pulled the pleasurable device from her hungry snatch. Olivia repeated the procedure on her own kitty, liberally applying cream to both the inner and outer tissues before lathering the dildo and inserting it in her own pussy. She worked it around until she could feel the rush go to her head and her genitals catch on fire.

"Steve said to bring the outfits you got last night with us when we come over," Stacy said.

"Ok, they're in here," she said pulling out the box. Olivia showed her friend the outfits she had tried on and Stacy was drooling at the prospect of wearing such slutty clothes. She tried on a few of the bras, excited that she could now fill an A-cup.

The little slut enjoyed the "Shocker" best. "Big surprise," Olivia thought. She showed her the nipple clamps, the hand cuffs, the various dildos, and finally the piercing gun.

What do you suppose that's for?" she asked Stacy.

"I guess for piercing your nipples," she replied.

"That would explain the chains with the screw in posts," she answered.

"Show me," Stacy said.

The girls played with some of the toys before realizing they needed to get going. The girls spent a few minutes caking on the slut make-up to finish the look.

Olivia took her evening pill, threw on her sandals and Stacy her flats, and they headed next door to find Steve.

"Look at you two treats, you look good enough to eat," Steve said as he ushered them inside. "We don't have a lot of time but I imagine you might need a good fucking before we leave," Steve suggested.

Steve pounded into her best friend from behind as Olivia watched, rubbing her slit waiting for her turn. Without cumming Steve pulled out of Stacy and stepped over to where Olivia was waiting, her legs already spread wide. He sunk into her moist pussy, amazed at how hot her pussy always felt, it was really something special. Stacy felt divine, but Olivia was a step above that.

"I'm going to make a fortune with these two sluts," he thought as he dumped his seed into her twat.

"Time to go," he stated.

"Where are we going?" Stacy asked from the back seat. Olivia looked back and Stacy had her skirt, what little there was of it, hiked up around her waist, her hands buried in her crotch. Olivia was doing exactly the same thing, only she had a little extra moisture to deal with as the last of Steve's semen drained from her hole.

"I told you, we're going shopping," he replied. "You ruined the look of the outfits I put together with those ugly ass shoes, that's our first stop," he added.

True to his word, Steve pulled up to a shoe store, one the girls had never been to before. It wasn't a chain store like they were used to and this wasn't near the mall, this wasn't an area they were familiar with, it was kinda run down. "Come on, let's go shopping, and be friendly if you know what I mean."

Steve walked his two sexy escorts into the store and the clerk just about fell over himself rushing to come to help.

"Hi, welcome, can I interest you in some footwear?" he asked, his eyes glued to the front of Olivia's shirt.

"Hi, my girls need some sexy shoes, can you help us out?" Steve asked.

"Sh-Sure, what did you have in mind?" he asked.

"High heels in a couple of colors and the stripper shoes, you know the clear platform ones, think you can fill that bill?" Steve asked.

"Same thing for both girls?" he asked.

"Yep."

"Do you girls know your sizes, or, maybe I should measure you both first?" he stammered.

The girls sat down next to each other and the clerk sat down on the bench to measure them, starting with Olivia first. He couldn't wait to take a peak up her skirt and was rewarded with a nice beaver shot as Olivia had no problems airing out her steamy pussy in front of the new possible conquest, as gross as he was. Stacy was being her normal flirty self and was trying to out-duel her friend by spreading her knees beyond accidental, trying to show off her own quim.

The poor clerk had beads of sweat breaking out on his forehead as came up with every excuse he could think of to keep looking up the girls' skirts. He had them try on shoe after shoe, barely taking his eyes off their beavers.

Steve had the girls walk around in their high heels so he could see how they looked in the outfits he had selected for them. Stacy looked great, but paled in comparison to the remarkable dancer's legs Olivia possessed as she walked around in the high heels. The heels accented the natural shape and musculature in her calves making her look spectacular.

"I think we're done here girls," Steve said, the look of disappointment evident on the clerks face.

"I'll go ring these up for you then," the clerk said.

"Let's talk," Steve said throwing his arm around the clerk's should and walking him over to the counter.

The girls looked on as Steve bartered their pussys to the clerk in exchange for their new shoes.

"Those heels make you look so fucking hot," Stacy said. "Your legs are amazing," she added.

"You look pretty damn good yourself," Olivia said.

"I'm so horny right now, I'd fuck anything with a cock," Stacy said.

"What do you mean by any thing?" she asked.

"Exactly what I said, if it even looks like a cock, I'd fuck it," she replied.

"Oh good, I thought you meant like an animal or something," Olivia answered.

"Hmmm, never thought of that, but now that you mention it, that's a whole other world to consider," Stacy replied.

"You're scaring me now," she said laughing at her friend's sluttiness.

"Come on girls, you have some merchandise to pay for," Steve announced as the clerk locked the front door.

Despite the fact that the clerk wasn't exactly a prize, he knew how to fuck and pounded both of them well, starting with Stacy first.

He only lasted about five minutes in her tight twat before dumping his seed into her warm cave.

"Sit in that chair with your legs up the air, I want my cum to stay in you as long as possible," he instructed the freshly fucked Stacy.

He wanted to save the best for last and Olivia Hastings was definitely the best. Kneeling on the floor, she deep-throated him to hardness, feeling the veiny shaft swell through her efforts. He pulled his turgid member from her mouth and bent her over a nearby display table, sinking into her steamy hole. Ten minutes of hard thrusting and the young slut was rewarded with another load of cum in her dreamy tunnel.

"Can the girls eat the cream pies from each other?" the clerk asked.

"Sure, just tell them what you want them to do," Steve answered.

"You blondie, lay back with your head on this stool," he said pointing to an inclined stool used for trying oh shoes. "Keep your legs up in the air like your friend did while I was fucking you, don't let my cum leak out" he instructed. "And you," he said, referring to Stacy, "stand over her and let her eat the cum from your twat," he directed.

Olivia watched as a stringer of cum slowly slipped out of her friends vagina, she opened her mouth and let it slip in. She repeated the technique as two more globs slipped from the pussy just inches from her mouth. Olivia grabbed her friend's hips and pulled the inviting slit down onto her waiting mouth. Olivia feasted on the delicious combination of pussy juice and semen before latching onto her friends' hidden clitty, working her tongue around the little bud. Stacy moaned as Olivia licked her towards orgasm. Stacy lifted up her shirt so she could pinch the super sensitive nipples on her newly formed breasts. The swellings were shaping into some very cute baby feeders.

"Alright, that's enough, switch it up, this is about you girls eating cum, not getting each other off," the clerk instructed.

Olivia wasted no time burying her soggy hole on her friend's face, pulling her labia open and giving her friend a semen face wash.

Olivia hadn't cum yet and really wanted to get off. She reached down and rubbed her clit while impaling her pussy on her friend's tongue.

"That's enough, like the man said, you're eating cum, not getting off, now finish up and let's get going," Steve barked.

With cum shots freshly eaten from their twats, the girls strutted out of the store in their new shoes. Neither girl had cum yet and they were primed and ready to go as they climbed into Steve's car.

"So, did you like the scrap books I sent you girls this morning?" Steve asked referring to the pictures and videos of the girls fucking.

"That was awesome," Stacy said with enthusiasm from the back seat. I love the idea of a scrap book, I want to have a picture of every guy I ever fuck so I can keep track of them all, because I plan on fucking a lot of guys!" she added. "I can't believe I've fucked 10 guys since yesterday!" Stacy shouted.

"Olivia, how many have you fucked since yesterday?" he asked.

"Uhhh, well, since yesterday, that includes today right?" she asked.

"Yep."

"Well there was sixty-eight yesterday, and that guy there made seven today, so seventy-five since yesterday," she concluded. "Is that some kind of record?" she asked.

"I have no idea, but I'd love to see you try and break it," he suggested.

"By the way, who were the other six from today?" Stacy asked with a hint of jealousy since she'd only had five today.

"I was really horny at church and was heading to the bathroom to masturbate when I saw this guy come out of the maintenance room with a boner, he saw me and headed back into the room, so I followed him. I was just finishing up with him when the rest of the ground crew came in and fucked me too, that made five, and if you add Steve and the store clerk, that's seven," Olivia added.

"I have some serious catching up to do, Steve, can you help a girl out?" asked Stacy.

"I'll do my best," he replied.

The next stop was a clothing store. "You girls need more everyday slutty clothes and this is the place to get them," he stated.

Steve ushered the girls in the door and within seconds, every pair of male eyes were glued to the gorgeous pair. Steve did all the picking as the girls just carried the articles he picked out for them. He grabbed short skirts, micro miniskirts, short shorts, spandex shorts, several string bikinis, tiny tops, see-through shirts, low cut shirts, midriff shirts, skimpy halter tops, a few sexy strapless dresses and a number of g-strings.

Steve had the girls try on most of the articles right in the middle of the store with a crowd surrounding the small group. The onlookers were ogling the beautiful bodies on display. Steve watched the crowd grow as the girls twirled around performing an impromptu sexy fashion show. The male employees were going crazy at the display, the females were split, most watched with amusement, the others disgusted by the show.

The male customers were jostling to get a better view when Steve announced the show was over. A loud groan rose up from the disappointed crowd. "Settle down, we can offer a private showing if you would like?" he offered. The number of nodding heads had Steve convinced he was going to earn some serious cash tonight.

Taking a cue from the previous night, Steve said, "we have some clothing to pay for and we're a little short on funds, we're accepting donations in exchange for a little personal time alone with the girls. The highest bidder gets first crack followed by the next bidder in line, etc... ," he said. "Meet us out behind the store if you are interested," he finished.

The girls dropped all the new clothing on the counter and followed Steve out the door, along with the entire male staff and the majority of the male customers, even a few of the women followed.

The girls pulled off their shirts revealing what their tight lacy shirts only outlined. They left their skirts on because it looked really sexy when matched with the black spike heels, as they welcomed their first donors.

The highest bidder paid Steve his $500 bid and selected Stacy over Olivia, saying he liked her less developed girly figure better.

He had Stacy lean over with her hands on the trunk lid of Steve's car, as he lifted her skirt and sunk his tool, a few inches at a time, into her smooth slit. The second guy accepted his consolation prize and did the same with Olivia.

Steve stopped the action after he had pocketed nearly two thousand dollars over the cost of the clothing. Stacy was determined to make up for lost ground over her busier friend and fucked each donor with enthusiasm trying to out-do her best friend, which she managed to do.

"How many was that Steve?" Stacy asked.

"Check for yourself," he said as he handed his cell phone over revealing the pictures he had snapped.

"I got fourteen!" she shouted with glee. Olivia had eleven but she wasn't as interested in how many she had, she was more interested in satisfying her lust and she didn't care if it took one lover to do it, or one hundred, just as long as she fulfilled her endless need for orgasms.

"Now where are we off to?" Stacy asked.

"We're going to Alfred's place of business," he replied.

"What does he do and what do we have to do?" Olivia asked.

"Another fashion show, of sorts, that's what the outfits you brought with you are for," he replied.

"Awesome, those outfits are soo hot!" Stacy answered.

They pulled up to a non-descript brick building and pulled into the full parking lot. There was nothing outside to suggest what was on the inside, but they were about to find out.

Steve met Alfred at the back door and they ushered the girls inside. It was dimly lit and they could hear loud music blaring somewhere inside. Alfred walked the girls through several rooms before they ended up and a room resembling a dressing room. They saw various costumes hanging up and a few girls in the act of changing their costumes. They looked at the two identically dressed girls and glared at them. One of them, a brunette that looked like she was in her mid twenties called out "ain't you girls a little young to be working here? How old are you girls anyway?" she asked.

"They're eighteen and shut the fuck up bitch, I ain't paying you to ask fuckin' questions, I pay you to ride laps and show off yer shit, now get the fuck out there and make me some fuckin monay!" he shouted at the woman.

She quickly finished dressing and headed out the door at the other end of the room, giving the girls one last evil eye. "Never mind her, she just old and dried up, you girls are her competition and that ain't even fair!" Alfred said.

"Here's what you girls is gonna do," he continued. "Go out there on the stage and dance a few songs, the first one you just dance around and act all flirty."

"You should be good at that Stace!" Olivia said.

"The second song you take off your top and show them your g-string, you do have a g-string?" he asked raising Olivia's skirt and seeing her bare muff.

"Uh, huh," she sighed as Alfred stroked her kitty.

"Then the third song you take it all off and show off the goods, roll around on the stage, show off your pussy's, you know get the guys wanting more, then the business starts," he added. "Once the guys see what you have to offer, they'll either want a lap dance or they'll want to take you into the VIP room, that's where the fun is," Alfred said.

"What's a lap dance?" Olivia asked.

"You'll see when you go out there, but I suspect that you'll spend most of your time in the VIP room. Lap dances on the floor are twenty bucks a song and the guys aren't allowed to touch, in the VIP room, anything goes for a price. After you're done with one guy, go back out onto the floor and walk around and flirt with the guys, that's how you'll get more customers. Every half-hour or hour, depending on how busy you are, you'll go back on stage and show off again, any questions?" Alfred asked.

Both girls looked at each other and realized they were about to become professional strippers, Stacy was grinning from ear to ear.

Alfred waited until the skanky ho on stage was before sending the girls out with the outfits they wore in, complete with g-strings of course. It was the first time Olivia had worn anything even resembling underwear in two or three days, she couldn't actually remember it had been so long. It felt strangely uncomfortable, not because the flimsy material went up her ass cheeks, but because she had grown to enjoy the natural feeling of not wearing any, and the easy access to her pussy when the situation demanded it. And the situation had demanded it an awful lot lately.

They made it through the awkward stage of being watched by every pair of eyes in the place and even managed to dance to the song with rhythm. Olivia's years of dance training automatically kicking in as she swung her hips and twirled around, the short denim skirt flying up revealing her perfect ass and amazing legs.

Stacy held her own, although she wasn't the most coordinated girl in the world. The second song came on and the girls began to strip off their shirts, a round of applause going up when Olivia's breasts popped free of the tight shirt. Stacy's pointy breasts looked slightly larger than what they'd even been this morning. Stacy looked like she was loving every second of the attention she was receiving.

Olivia couldn't argue because her pussy was practically dripping as she looked out at the sea of men, all wanting her, and they could have her, the Queen of the Sluts was open for business.

The third song came on and Stacy couldn't wait to strip off her remaining clothes, showing off her slit with her legs spread wide. Olivia didn't need to be quite as daring, she was just enjoying showing off the sexy way she could move, using her dancing skills as she put on a show for the men lusting for her. The third song ended and the girls went off stage not sure of what to do next.

Alfred instructed the girls to put their outfits back on a go work the floor. Stacy had only made it to the first table before she was grabbed and asked to go into the VIP lounge. Olivia fared the same fate as she was being escorted up the stairs to the VIP area.

Stacy was asked to give a special lap dance to her gentleman and she proceeded to climb up onto his lap and grind her pussy down onto his crotch. The g-string she was wearing was quickly soaked through from her secretions. She played with the outline of his cock with her hands while he fondled her little tits through the lacy material.

"I really want to fuck you right now," she whispered in his ear as she ground her pussy down onto his erect member.

"You're one hot little number missy, I'm not sure that's worth the $300 it'll cost," he replied.

Shocked that they would charge the man that much, and eager to get a cock into her pussy, she whispered back "I'll make it worthwhile." She grabbed his hand and shoved it under her skirt pressing it up against her g-string covered pussy. She pulled the flimsy material aside so he could have full access to her charms. He gently stroked up and down her puffy slit marveling at its smoothness.

"Nice shave job sweetheart, I don't feel any stubble at all," he commented.

She stopped grinding for a second and looked him in the eye, "I don't shave, I'm only twelve, I don't have any hair yet down there."

The guy just about shot his load right there, "you can't be serious?"

"Sure am, are you gonna fuck me or what?" she asked again.

"Hell yeah," he said as he started unbuckling his pants.

Stacy helped him pull down his pants and his member needed no help and she pulled the g-string to the side and slid down onto his pole.

"Oh, my God that feels incredible," he sighed. "I've never fucked a twelve year old before," he repeated as she began to ride up and down on his hard shaft. "I'm going to tell all my friends downstairs your age and I'm sure they're going to want to get a piece of you too!" he said.

"My friend Olivia's twelve too," she cooed into his ear as she rode him like a pony.

"The hot blond with the big tits is twelve too! Oh, wow, please tell me this isn't your only engagement here?"

"I hope not," she moaned as he drove her pussy down once again onto his hard cock. Her orgasm was fast approaching as she ground her clitty into his pubes.

"Can I play with your tits?" he asked. Stacy had been waiting years almost, waiting for someone to ask her to pay with her tits, because as of two days ago, she didn't have any. "Ahh, the wonders of modern medicine," she thought as the anonymous guy pinched her nipples sending her over the edge.

Olivia had equal success with her date, only she didn't have to convince him to have sex with her, he wanted to plant his tool in her the second he saw her dancing so sexily around the stage. Her athletic grace and her gorgeous looks would have sealed the deal, but the amazing tits and blond pubic patch sent any hesitation scurrying away.

He had to have her no matter what the cost, and it was worth every penny as she rode up and down on his cock. Her steamy pussy felt so hot, and she was so wet that her pussy made a squelching sound every time she slammed her pussy down on his cock. He would remember this night forever. He was doing everything is his power not to cum too soon, he wanted the moment to last.

She grabbed his hands and put them on her breasts and whispered "pinch my nipples, hard." And with that she came on his cock, her hips grinding down as hard as she could, trying to get every last inch of his cock into her insatiable pussy. She spasmed repeatedly, her pussy muscled contracting around his flesh pole as he thought of every non-erotic thing he could think of to keep from cumming in her pussy just yet.