I had a fat black uncircumcised cock in my mouth, my third trick of the night, and I was starting to crave. I knew I was going to have at least one more trick before my next hit, and that it would be only enough to satisfy my cravings, the real fix came around 8 AM when my shift was over.
Four days of turning tricks had already become my routine. I would come out here and work at 10:00 when the ice cream shop closed, go to sleep with Dave, my pimp/boyfriend from 8-1, and go work in the ice cream shop.
For the most part, the ice cream shop became advertising, because a barely legal high school grad working a summer job helped sell me, and Dave told them where they could find me that night.
Dave kept me comfortable at the ice cream shop, and during my night shift, just enough to keep me from fiending and ruining my ahot at cash, and then at 8, I got so high I slept for those 5 hours. I knew Dave fucked me when I was out, but I didn't really care. He was taking care of me, and it was the least I could do. Sometimes we'd fuck or I'd suck him if it got slow at the ice cream shop.
He kept the money, and made sure my whoring clothes, and my ice cream shop clothes were clean, that I was taking care of my beauty routine, brushing my teeth, moisturizing, so I didn't looke like a crack head. He was good to me.
The black trick I was sucking pushed my head down, called me a white cunt, and told me to swallow, and I did.
"You like my nut, whore?" He asked as he drove me back to my corner.
"Of course, Daddy. I hope you give it to me again."
I stood on my corner, chewed mint gum to avoid cum breath, Dave told me it was important, but he also made me mouthwash and brush, before I kissed him.
A cop car came up, and I pretended to be minding my own business.
"Hey, you!" The cop yelled, and when I looked it was Lt Davidson, my best friend since kindergarten's dad. "Gwen?" He asked surprised.
"Hi Lieutenant," I walked a little closer, aware that my tits were mostly visible, and my pussy was exposed to the air if not visible from his angle.
"Get in the back seat," he commanded, I looked over at Dave, and got in the back seat. I was lovked back there, and knew it.
He drove away.
"Amanda isn't doing this shit, is she?"
I looked at my bare thighs, and mumbled no. He drove further than any trick ever did.
"I'm going to make you an offer, and I fucking suggest you take it."
"Um... Ok."
"If you promise to keep Amanda out of this life, including if your pimp tries to recruit girls through you."
"He wouldn't--"
"They all fucking do. You'll be smoking meth or whatever and get a friend to try it, and then all of a sudden, theyre earning for him too."
It was at that moment I realized Dave had set me up. I was mad, but also feeling powerless.
"You keep her out, and keep your mouth shut about me, and I'll let you know who to look for undercovers ever night. But you'll have to take care of the messengers, but I'll only send myself or guys I trust."
"Take care of?"
He nodded, and pulled into a spot.
I nodded and gulped.
"No arrest means you have a chance at a future. But you let my baby in this shit, and I promise you'll be booked every night you work in my city."
I looked at him, ashamed and scared. I had known him so long, and never thought of this lumbering wall of a man as anything but Amanda's dad, and I could tell I was about to have him inside me one way or another.
"Where have you been fucked so far tonight?" He asked me.
"Over on the alley off of 5th, near Grandview."
"I mean what holes."
I nodded. I hadn't gotten used to having my mouth, pussy, and ass referred to as holes. I was just a cum receptacle but I was beginning to accept it.
"Just my mouth..."
He nodded, "take your top off, you got panties on?"
I took my top off, letting my tits hang free, and shook my head.
He reached into the glove compartment and pulled out a pair of panties, they were slutty, black satin with a swirl of cum and pussy juice dried in them.
"These go in your mouth while I fuck you. Next time wear panties..."
He handed them to me as he opened the door, and I put them in my mouth. There was no telling how old they were, but they were pretty stiff until my saliva softened them, and I could taste all of it.
He had me kneel on the seat, my feet dangling out of the cop car, as he got behind me. I couldn't see his cock, and was too busy thinking about the next fix to worry, until the largest cock I had ever felt, started to stretch my ass open.
I tried to scream but the panties muffled it, as Amanda's dad, tore my asshole for his own pleasure.
"I have wanted to fuck you for so long. You remember the senior bikini car wash, I knew you were a slut with those udders." He squeezed my tits fully in his massive hands. "I jerked off looking at your instagram that night."
He was careful not to fuck me too hard and break me, but every stroke inward filled my stomach, and when he pushed in the final time and came inside me, I thought I was going to faint.
He pulled out of me, took a wipe from my clutch and cleaned off his cock. No other man had bothered to clean his cock off, and he had me sit next to him in the passenger seat as I got redressed, but had to keep the soiled panties in my mouth.
"You coming to Amanda's pool party on Saturday?" He asked as we were about to pull up to my corner.
I nodded, and looked at him with a puffy cheek smile.
"Good, I'll see you there, Gwen."
I nodded, the taste of cum and cunt in my stuffed whore mouth.
When he pulled away, I spit out the panties, and stuck a piece of gum in. Dave pulled up a couple minutes later, and I got in. He drove around the corner and looked freaked out.
"What the fuck happened with that cop?" He asked.
"He is my best friend's dad, and he told me if you try to recruit my friends, to keep his daughter out of this."
Dave grabbed my throat hard and tight, and I had a hard time breathing.
"You told him about me, cunt?"
I shook my head, tears welling in my eyes.
"No" I wheezed. "He said if my pimp looks to recruit." I started to cough and he let go, but back handed me across the mouth hard.