The High School Hookers Club: Teresa's story

[justmethatswho]

Teresa sat silent as she tried to absorb what Craig was telling her. She wondered to her self it it was sort of compliment when he said he needed someone trustworthy. Is that all he saw her for was trustworthy.

"I know you can't" She responded unsure what she was telling him, but filling the air with her words. "Let it go I mean ... we would all be in trouble. But was it a client of mine ... why am I the one you chose."

At the moment she felt manipulated, she had thought he truely wanted her for tonight as more than an employee, she should have fucked him in the shower and been done with it, she told herself. She had enough money to pay for her first year of college on her own, she could easily get out, if he would let her.

It was a moment of truth to her, whether she should run and leave him to fend for himself. Or stay and fight the battle. She knew deep down she enjoyed her work too much to leave. She enjoyed fucking men. She was a whore.

"I can't let the Club collapse," he continued, "because some ball-less bastard spilled his guts to the cops and left us out to dry. This ... Blackstone ... he wants in. He wants a cut of the action ... and he wants..."

I don't know Craig ... but what can I do ... I am simply a cheerleader." Teresa responded, hoping he would agree.

"He wants to be ... serviced."

"Serviced ......." Teresa responded almost yelling. Her hand falling as he let it go. "you mean he wants a cut of my work, and then to fuck me as well ... so like I get double fucked at the end of the night."

Teresa turned her head from Craig, seeing her reflection in a mirror across the room. She was sexy, ravishing, erotic, is what she saw in the mirror. There was no reflection of an innocent girl. She shifted her legs, crossing one over the other and tucking the upper leg behind the other as to lock her legs together, only causing her moistness to push from her unsatisfied pussy.

"Is that what you want Craig ... Is for me to service your enemy?"

 

[TonyDeeDee]

"Is that what you want Craig ... Is for me to service your enemy?"

Craig moved closer to her and reached out to her chin, turning her face back to him. He smiled broadly, knowingly, telling her with a confident tone, "No, Teresa ... I want you to help me destroy this man."

Craig had no intention of surrendering Teresa to Blackstone. Sure, she would have to service him a few times to get close to him. But in the end, what Craig was looking for something he could use to get this man out of his life, out of the Club's business, out of the Girls' futures.

"But..." he continued, "to do this, you're going to have to ... service him. Take him on a couple of dates ... satisfy him ... get close to him ... then find something I can use. If Blackstone is blackmailing me, he'd doing other things he shouldn't be. Figure it out. Find it. Can you do this for me...? Can you do this for the Club, for your friends?"

Friends was probably not the right word to use. Some of the Club's members were, indeed, friends, while others were only acquaintances, tolerating one another for Craig's sake and the Club's future. Two of them had actually come to blows one day, only to put on a lesbian performance later that night that got them each a thousand dollar tip. You just never knew what the prostitution biz what going to reveal to you...

 

[justmethatswho]

"No, Teresa ... I want you to help me destroy this man."

Tersa smiled at Craig wanting to trust him, her hand moved to his crotch and began to rum softly.

"Destroy him ... but how would I do that." She squeezed her hand on his cock encased by his trouses as he continued she manouvered his zipper down, allowing his cock to spring free. Gently she carressed his stiff rod as he spoke of his idea which included no plan other than her seducucing him and servicing him.

"But..." he continued, "to do this, you're going to have to ... service him. Take him on a couple of dates ... satisfy him ... get close to him ... then find something I can use. If Blackstone is blackmailing me, he'd doing other things he shouldn't be. Figure it out. Find it. Can you do this for me...? Can you do this for the Club, for your friends?"

"Service him .. how ... what do you want me to do?" Teresa was not that naive, but wanted Craig to tell her exactly what he expected of her. She continued, stroking his cock, her goal to bring him to orgasm with her bare hand. "I mean what if he doesn't like me .... what if I am not his type."

Her pace under the table grew faster as her foot teased against Craig's leg.

"If it is what you want I will do it for you ... and the club." She confessed, she like some of her clients, most were kind men just with the means to have some fun. She had no ill will for any of them.

Her pace under the table picked, up. She looked desiringly at him, knowing her cleavage was in view, allowing him to see the sides of her breasts. "For you I will fuck him." Her touch was soft and erotic under the table as she felt his cock pulse in a pre orgasm moment.

 

[TonyDeeDee]

"I mean what if he doesn't like me .... what if I am not his type."

Craig tried to smile, but the pleasure Teresa was so skillfully giving him made it hard to do anything but simply draw breath through his open lips.

"If it is what you want, I will do it for you ... and the club."

His breathing was becoming labored and was escaping him in soft moans. Despite her young age, Teresa seriously knew how to jerk a man off. It wasn't just a pound-it-'til-it-spurts hand job: the hooker knew how to make her victim's cock, from tip to hilt, feel as if it was where it had been designed to be, deep inside a hot pussy, waiting to erupt.

Teresa leaned in closer to him, causing the front of her cleavage-emphasizing dress to hang away from her a bit. Craig leaned a bit to his left to catch sight of an ever-hard nipple, then reached out and slid a hand inside the gown again, groping the inviting breast and gently squeezing its swollen button.

For you I will fuck him."

Craig was about to thank her, but the pleasure welling within him prevented it. With a deep grunt, he leaned closer to the table and felt his cock leap in Teresa's still pumping fist. He supported his weight with one hand on the table while the second hand clutched her tit tightly. His cock continued to fire its load, with the first droplets of cum covering the distance to Teresa's thigh and the last ones beading up in a little pool between his dick head and her tightly wrapped fingers.

 

[justmethatswho]

Teresa was young but understood the power of sex and being a woman. She may be a submissive lover yet she also knew how tom use it to her advantage.

As his cock, part of her yearned to have him inside her, this was how the night had started, it was her hope anyway, that he would satisfy her to release. Yet this was better in her mind, as she watched him orgasm, her pace slowed, her grip tightened, as her hand was now milking his cock. Even the first spurt f cum on her thigh did not get a reaction from her.

She continued even as his orgasm waned, eroticly milking his cock, even when the stiffness subsided a bit. It was then she tucked him back away, zipping his pants. He had, had his fun. She pulled her hand from under the table, taking her napkin and at first dabbed her lips, vefore wiping her hand free of Craigs seed. She then tossed the napkin onto her barely touched plate.

"you liked that didn't you ... not quite what you had planned was it Craig." Teresa teased. She did not often cuss, but knew when too, such as her previous comments, she had learned how men love, when the good girl utters a timely cuss word, in particular the word fuck.

"So when do I meet Mr. Blackstone." She asked, hoping the answer would be tonight, as she was about to explode from her own dirty desire.

 

[TonyDeeDee]

"So, when do I meet Mister Blackstone?"

Craig was still enjoying the aftermath of his orgasm, his breathing still labored, as he rose, moved to Teresa, scooped her up in his arms, and headed for the bedroom.

"Not tonight," he said, smirking with anticipation. "Not tonight."

In the bedroom, he dropped her playfully to the bed, causing her to bounce one before settling. Even before she righted herself, he was over her, pressing his mouth to hers, holding his weight above her with one hand, and reaching up under the hem of her dress with the other.

"Tell me what you want, Teresa," he said as his fingers fished around her thong, finding her wet hole. "I want to make you scream. Tell me how to make you scream."

 

[justmethatswho]

"Not tonight," he said, smirking with anticipation. "Not tonight."

"Ahhhhh not tonight" Teresa whined. "But why not Craig" She teased as he picked her up from the chair and took her to the bedroom, as he dropped her on the bed, she bounced a bit, then looked toward him and before she could move, his hand was under her dress, surely finding her soaking panties as he leaned over her.

"Tell me what you want, Teresa," he said as his fingers fished around her thong, finding her wet hole. "I want to make you scream. Tell me how to make you scream."

"Craig, I am sure you know what makes me tick ... what really turns me on .... I am sure you know some people who know what I like.

As his fingers touched her aching pussy she moaned. "Ohh gawd i need that .... but maybe I should give your cock a proper sucking before I get it." She teased him.

 

[TonyDeeDee]

"No," Craig said without hesitation. He grasped Teresa's legs, turning her body and pulling it to the edge of the bed, her legs falling over the side of the mattress as he dropped to his knees. He pushed the dress up from under ass to her waist, and, as he stripped off the tine thong, told her, "It's my turn to make you feel wonderful ... as you did me."

He slipped his arms under the backs of her thighs and clasps his hands over her hip bones. As he lowered his mouth to her pussy, his gaze always on her eyes, he whispered, "Tell me what to do, Tee. Direct me."

He pressed his mouth to her soppy wet labia, licking away her fluids and probing her hole, then her clit. He whispered, "Tell me what to do..."

 

[justmethatswho]

Teresa could feel his hot breath oh her wet lips.

"What I want ..." she paused "What I want is for you to undress as I lay here, then kiss my thigh, moving to my tummy and breasts .... then as you move up, your cock, stops dangerously close to my pussy. I want you to be honest and tell me your thoughts and then make love to me." Teresa told him. "Make love to me as you hold my hands over me. I still wear the dress your naked body teasing me. I beg for you to take me and let me cum. I try to squirm down but you are too strong. Your cock finds my willing pussy and I erupt. Then slowly you again, kiss me on the lips, then my breasts till you kiss my pussy. This time you leave me on the edge, I lick my lips, moving to your cock as you stand looking over me, I kiss your chest and soon am kneeling, my own fragrence staining your cock, slowly and seductively I kiss you again until you are hard and ask you again to make love to me in a new way."