Sharon and Lucy Clarke were sisters. They were born less than a year apart and for all the world looked like twins. Both had long blonde curls, blue eyes, slim figures with shapely legs which they displayed to perfection with very short skirts. Although they were both of legal age they were not tall and often had to show their I.D. to store keepers.
Early in the year tragedy struck the family. Their father consulted his physician with weight loss and shortness of breath. He was found to have advanced lung cancer associated with his 2 packs a day habit and was dead within 6 weeks of diagnosis. Their grieving mother unfortunately found it difficult to cope and started drinking heavily and within a month of her husband's funeral crashed her car into a concrete pillar and was killed instantly. Sharon and Lucy were devastated by finding themselves suddenly orphaned. The day after their mother's funeral they were summoned by the family's lawyer for the reading of the wills. They were met by a grim faced man who sat them down in his comfortable office. Although they were both devastated by the tragic turn of events they had expected that they would inherit a comfortable legacy from their father as he had been a rich businessman. The sisters, dressed from head to toe in black, sat in silence as the kindly lawyer explained that far from leaving them a large fortune it turned out that their father had made some bad financial decisions before he suddenly passed away and had taken out a large loan using the family's home as security. In effect the girls were homeless and almost broke. They would have to leave their large 8 bedroomed house with a horse paddock and pool within a month. An insurance policy of their mother's would be enough to set them up in a small 2 bed property the other side of town. They were entitled to most of the house contents as well.
A couple of months later, the girls were settled in their new small house with a couple of shipping containers in the front yard holding the contents of their former mansion. Neither girl had followed an academic path they had no income from employment apart from what was left of a small trust fund which barely kept the roof over their heads. Sharon was, however, quite enterprising and decided that they would hold a series of yard sales and sell the surplus contents of their former home.
The following Saturday morning the girls set up a couple of trestle tables in the front yard and laid out some of the smaller objects They also pulled out some of the larger pieces of furniture into the weekend sunshine. By 9 am the girls were ready and standing by in cute little skirts and tops looking for all the world like high school girls despite them both being old enough to buy liquor. Slowly people started calling by and assumed the girls were trying to raise money for their college fund. Business was brisk and stuff was selling but it soon became apparent that a few dollars here and there wasn't going to last them long. Lucy noticed a middle aged man in a Porche had driven by a few times and slowed down before driving off again. He appeared again around noon and parked across the road and walked over to the girl's stall. He looked at the stuff on sale then asked if they could show him the furniture. Lucy asked him to follow her and she led him round the back of one of the shipping containers. As she pulled the heavy door open a gust of wind momentarily lifted her little pleated skirt exposing her pale green panties before settling down again. The man smiled at her. "Nice ass, sweetheart. Your mom approve of you dressed like that?"
"Mom and dad's dead."
"I'm sorry." he said.. " Say how much you girls made this morning so far?"
" I guess around one hundred fifty."
Then looking her straight in the eyes he said: " I'll give you another one fifty for a blow job, young lady."
"What?" Exclaimed an incredulous Lucy., wide eyed at the thought of it.
" Okay, okay, two hundred, " came the reply. Lucy thought quickly. They needed the money and a BJ would be quick and easy.
"Alright mister. Two hundred." He reached into his pocket and brought out a roll of bills and peeled two off and handed them to Lucy. She took them and tucked them in her bra. She took his hand and led him into their little house. She shut the door and in the small hallway she dropped to her knees, reached up and unzipped the man's pants then hooked out his semi erect cock. Looking up at him with her shining blue eyes she began licking his cock from tip to base, moistening it gradually with her little tongue. He was soon hard and Lucy wrapped her rosy lips around the tip and started sucking him into her mouth. By the time half his cock was inside he hit the back of her throat causing Lucy to gag slightly. She then started fucking him with her tight little mouth, running her tongue over and around his tip. Meanwhile her hand and small fingers encircled his shaft and she ran her hand up and down the exposed wet skin. Her other hand gently massaged his balls. Within a couple of minutes of this attention the man started grunting and shaking and quickly he came in her mouth. Lucy sucked him dry, then looked up at him open mouthed to show the cum, and with a cheeky smile she swallowed it all down. Lucy stood up, and tucked his now soft cock away and zipped him up again.
"You're good, young lady, very good."
"Thanks," said Lucy, as she showed him out of the door. And he quickly walked back to his car and zoomed off. Lucy joined her sister again and handed her the two hundred dollars."
"What did you sell him?"
"Services rendered," grinned Lucy.
" You didn't.......?"
" Quicky BJ sis. He barely lasted two minutes. Thought I was a young school girl.. Bit of an old pervert. Easy money though."
The two of them giggled and speculated on earning money by selling various sexual favors. They decided that they would take turns flirting with male customers at their stall in the front yard and see what happened.
Around one o'clock the following day a shy young man with bad acne was looking through a pile of books and Sharon moved near him and asked in a husky voice if he was looking for anything special. The young man reddened and shook his head.
"We got special stuff round the back, darlin," smiled Sharon, lightly running a finger down the middle of his chest stopping as she reached the waist band of his chinos. She looked him in the eyes and moistened her lips with the tip of her tongue. " You wanna see what I got?" Still red in the face, he nodded and followed Sharon's swaying narrow hips round behind the containers.
She, loosened her knotted blouse to partially expose her firm little breasts and turned to him. Smiling she said: " ah can blow yer for one fifty, a fuck is two hundred and anal three hundred."
He was obviously nervous but he got out his wallet and counted out some bills. " I've only got one eighty, would you fuck for that?"
